Chapter 39 Writing a Prescription
◎ Yunhe did it on purpose.◎
Thin smoke, as light as silk threads, slowly rose from the holes of the gilded three-legged incense burner on the table, and drifted towards Yunhe and Yuliu in the direction of the wind.
The scent of sandalwood is surging and spreading.
The lease deed, whose ink had not yet dried, had long been pressed down by Yunhe with a rosewood paperweight with a mountain relief carving, so when the spring breeze blew, it only swayed slightly in an unnoticeable arc, slightly spreading the edge of the slightly damp ink.
The old title deed, which was only used for comparison and reference, was blown up and almost flew away from the gap between Yunhe and Yuliu's seats.
Although Yunhe and Yuliu were still somewhat shocked by the striking similarity in the strokes of the two men's running scripts, they reacted extremely quickly and attacked almost simultaneously:
Yun He put his slender left index and middle fingers together, pressing the lower left corner of the yellowed land deed paper;
The fingertips of Yuliu's right hand lightly rested on the upper right side of the paper.
Only a wisp of light purple smoke remained, passing silently through the sleeves of the two people, bringing with it a faint fragrance as it drifted away.
The fragrance of sandalwood is quiet and concentrating.
Yuliu's nose twitched slightly, and her gaze shifted slightly to Yunhe's hand, whose knuckles were distinct and veins were slightly protruding, pressing down on the yellowed thin paper. Before Yuliu could speak, Yunhe took the lead in rolling up his sleeve with a bamboo-patterned hem, retracted his hand, moved the rosewood paperweight to the left, and silently dispersed the smoke that was lingering there.
Yun He picked up the dried-out Chun Feng Fu Lan new lease deed, lowered his gaze to it, and asked in a clear voice, "Miss Yu, what do you think of this new deed?"
"Young Master Yun's writing is naturally superb." As Yuliu spoke, the hairpins on her bun shone with a shimmering jade-like light. She smiled. "Running script is difficult to perfect, but Young Master Yun's soft-brush running script truly resembles the work of a master. Asking you to write a lease deed for us seems a bit of a waste of your talent."
The drifting clouds dispersed, and Yuliu, with the help of Yunhe, unfolded the white rice paper and looked at the two lease deeds. Only then did he realize the difference between them after carefully savoring them.
At first glance, the handwriting on the two deeds, old and new, is indeed extremely similar.
Xingkai is a type of calligraphy between the running script with its coherent momentum and flowing water and the regular script with its square shape and straight strokes. Each person has his or her own unique style.
Some of the strokes are more like running script, with flying strokes like dragons and snakes, while others are more like regular script, with upright and neat strokes.
When Yuliu first took a look at the two deeds, he felt that the running script and the way the pen strokes were connected were extremely similar, and the shape and charm of the characters were exactly the same.
But after the clouds and fog cleared, Yuliu carefully savored the subtle differences in the style of the calligraphy.
The writing style of the old-style lease deeds may seem restrained, but the strokes are powerful and vigorous.
And what Yunhe had just written was indeed neither harsh nor aggressive, with a natural and elegant touch in the strokes, and a sense of free and easy style.
It is said that one can tell a person’s character by his handwriting, and this statement is indeed very appropriate for Yunhe.
"How is it? Isn't your cursive calligraphy particularly profound and powerful? Miss Su, do you also think that your handwriting is unique and has a great style?"
Master Chen rested his arms and palms on the nanmu tabletop, leaning his upper body toward Yunhe Yuliu. He looked at the shiny, transparent ink stains on the back of the white rice paper illuminated by the sunlight from outside, and with a smile, he stretched out his hand to ask for more. "Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone. Miss Su, you've been watching for so long, please be kind and let me see it too!"
After all, Lord Chen was the other person who signed the lease deed, so it was natural for him to want to see the contents of the deed.
Yunhe glanced at Yuliu and saw Yuliu nod slightly, so he stretched out his arm and handed the white rice paper to Master Chen with one hand.
Master Chen took the new lease deed, the ink of which had dried, from Yun He's hands with both hands. He pressed it down on the table with his left palm, and with a nimble flick of his five fingers, he adjusted the paper to face him. He stretched out his right arm and took a goat-hair brush with a gold-painted cloud pattern from the white jade lotus root pen holder. He placed the tips of his three fingers on the pen holder with a relief of plants and trees, twisted it, and after grasping the pen, he fixed his eyes on the new lease deed. Then, as he wrote his name with a noticeable smile on his face, he sighed:
"Big Brother, your cursive calligraphy is truly becoming more and more refined. Although I used to miss the style you used to write in the Poison Doctor Valley, which seemed calm and steady but was actually vigorous and strong, but…"
Master Chen's wrist flicked slightly, and he wrote the word "Shen Yuan" in cursive, flamboyant strokes. He blew on the ink, then lifted the white rice paper by the corners with both hands. A faint fragrance of red sandalwood wafted in the air. He said, "Looking at the elegance and grace in Senior Brother's cursive writing, I feel that although Senior Brother has lost his memory, perhaps it's a blessing in disguise. He seems to be more relaxed than before."
Upon hearing this, Yuliu's eyelashes trembled slightly, almost inaudibly.
"Really?" After Yun He handed the lease deed to Master Chen, he sat back down, took a sip of his early spring tea, and said with a smile, "It sounds like Master Chen was quite knowledgeable about my handwriting when he was in the Poison Doctor Valley?"
"Haha, Senior Brother, you might not know this, right? We're not only quite familiar with your running script."
Master Chen handed the new lease deed with his name on it to Yu Liu, tilting his head slightly as if reminiscing:
"Back when you were in the Poison Doctor Valley, whenever you wrote a prescription and asked the medicine boy to take it to the pharmacy to get the medicine, the junior brothers and sisters in the valley would rush to read that mere piece of paper. Not to mention rushing to read it on the spot, many of us would secretly ponder the wonderful effects of the prescription and savor it for a long time after reading it! So, let alone the handwriting, I dare to guarantee with a spring breeze that we in the Poison Doctor Valley can easily recall every prescription you wrote in the valley even with our eyes closed!"
When Yuliu took the lease deed handed over by Lord Chen, she didn't expect to hear such words. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Why, Lord Chen's description sounds like he is saying that Yun He is a genius sent from heaven in the Poison Doctor Valley?
Although Yuliu knew from the beginning that Yunhe was an excellent doctor, she never expected that he would be worshipped by thousands of people in the Poison Doctor Valley.
She recalled how Yun He was treated by him at the beginning...
——She couldn't bear to think about it.
For a moment, Yuliu's thoughts were a bit complicated. He slowly turned his head to glance at Yunhe, only to see Yunhe had rolled up his bamboo-patterned sleeves and picked up the jade bamboo-patterned wolf-hair brush that he had just used and placed on the carved peacock feather inkstone. He slowly dipped the tip of the brush into rich, dark ink, gently scraped the brush at the mouth of the shallow dish, adjusted the brush head into a cone shape for writing, and with a flick of his wrist, he brought the brush head side toward his arm and brought the pen shaft side to Yuliu's hand. He lowered his clear eyes to look at Yuliu, smiled lightly, and slowly said, "Please."
Yuliu pressed down on the lease deed with the fingertips of her right hand and curled up, moving the thin white rice paper slightly. She avoided Yunhe's gaze and glanced at it, then changed her left hand to press down on the edge of the white rice paper, and took the brush that Yunhe had prepared for her with her right hand.
Yuliu thought that perhaps it was because she had never used a jade pen before, and she always felt that the texture of the jade was cool and smooth. However, the place where she held it at this moment still had a faint residual warmth, which made her fingers feel hot and itchy.
——Yuliu's wrist was shaking a little bit, which was unusual for her as she wrote.
Yuliu closed his eyes and took a deep breath to steady his wandering mind. After opening his eyes again, he slowly wrote the two words "Yuliu" in delicate small calligraphy, stroke by stroke.
When he finished writing the last vertical stroke and the brush was drawn back to close, Yun He put down his teacup and looked up at Master Chen, who was sitting opposite him, not paying much attention to the rent and seemed a little bored. He said, "Master Chen, you just said that the pharmacy in the Poison Doctor Valley could write out the prescriptions in advance and send the medicine boy to buy them?"
"Yes, after all, sometimes, the prescription will be several sets at a time, and the round trip is long, so usually the pharmacist will be asked to weigh them and then pack them up one by one." As Master Chen spoke, his fingers tapped slowly on the nanmu table. "Why did you suddenly ask this, Senior Brother?"
Yunhe reached out and took the green jade bamboo pattern wolf hair brush that Yuliu had used, but did not put the brush on the inkstone again.
Whether intentional or unintentional, Yun He's slender fingers happened to grasp the spot where Yu Liu had just been writing. He asked sincerely, "I just wanted to ask if I could borrow Master Chen's brush and ink again. It just so happens that I also want to go to Tongji Hall, where the spring breeze blows, to get some prescriptions."
Upon hearing this, Master Chen perked up. He immediately grabbed a small stack of white rice paper sprinkled with gold powder and handed it to Yun He. He smiled as if he was about to bloom and said, "That's great! Big Brother, please write as you like. Use as much ink and brush as you want. Hahahaha, I'm so lucky today. I can watch Big Brother write the prescription with my own eyes!"
Yun He had no intention of avoiding Master Chen, so he took two sheets of white rice paper and started writing.
Yun He must have been thinking about this prescription for a long time, and his writing was extremely fluent, from beginning to end, without any pause, and his writing speed was a little faster than when he wrote the lease deed just now.
Perhaps for this reason, the handwriting looked similar to that on the old land deed that Yuliu had collected.
Before Yuliu had time to study it in detail, Yunhe had already handed the prescription to Master Chen.
"In the past, when I wanted to see a prescription written by you in the Poison Doctor Valley, I had to compete with hundreds of people. Now I can have this unique privilege. If I go back to the Poison Doctor Valley in the future, I will definitely show it off to my fellow apprentices."
Master Chen took it with both hands, smiling. As he was speaking, he lowered his eyes and looked at it. His smile suddenly became mixed with a bit of surprise as he said:
"Eh? Senior Brother, how come your writing style has suddenly regained that vigorous charm you had back then?"
Yuliu was putting the old lease deed into the tasseled sachet. Her slender fingertips were tightening the laces when she heard these words. In a flash, she realized why Yunhe handed the written prescription to Master Chen so quickly this time.
Yunhe did it on purpose.
He could hear the hidden meaning in Master Shen's words.
Yunhe is the eldest senior brother of the Poison Doctor Valley.
The handwriting of Senior Brother Poison Doctor Gu and the handwriting on the old deed of Chunfeng Fulan were written by the same person.
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