Chapter 211

In early October, the donkey cart arrived in Fuzhou.

Since the beginning of autumn, the river has gradually receded, and rocks have emerged. When walking along the river, huge boulders are pushed up on both sides of the river and in the river. They look like black pigs, which is a great spectacle.

They climbed Mount Tiezhen, looked at the Fujiang River, enjoyed the scenery along the way, and treated several patients along the way.

Among them were two traveling students named Xu Sheng and Pei Sheng. They were traveling together, and one day Xu Sheng suffered from unbearable abdominal pain after eating something, so he happened to meet Xu Yi and the others.

Xu Yi checked Xu Sheng's pulse and immediately asked Ah Jin to mash half a bowl of raw garlic juice and let Xu Sheng drink it.

In less than two-quarters of an hour, Xu Sheng vomited out a white worm more than three feet long, which frightened him so much that he fainted on the spot.

Later, Xu Sheng and Pei Sheng followed Xu Yi and arrived outside Fuzhou City.

"You two, we have arrived in Fuzhou." Xu Yi asked them to get in the car and taste tea. After pouring the tea, he looked at them with a smile and said, "I wonder if you two will continue to move on or stay in Fuzhou temporarily?"

Xu Sheng cupped his hands and said, "Since then. We have to go in. We heard that there are many wonderful sights in Fuzhou, so we set out after the spring. Unexpectedly, it took several months to arrive here."

Pei Sheng smiled widely, as if he had thought of something, and his spirits suddenly rose. " There are eight scenic spots on the road, and the autumn moon at the Gui Tower is late, but I heard that the osmanthus at the Moon Tower blooms until October. If we go there now, we should be able to smell the fragrance. "

I thought it was a rare trip for them to come to Fuzhou. , how can you miss this scenery that everyone in Fuzhou praises.

Speaking of this, Xu Sheng and Pei Sheng were also curious as to why Xu Yi came to Fuzhou.

Xu Yi smiled slightly: "I was entrusted by someone to come to Fuzhou to visit an elder."

"I see." The two of them understood and didn't ask any more questions.

Xu Yi smiled and said: "It's getting late, we should go our separate ways."

Xu Sheng was a little enlightened. For more than ten days, they had followed Xu Yi and the others and saw how powerful they were in surviving in the wild.

All of them look ordinary, but have extraordinary skills. Even the young men wearing ordinary gray-brown short-coat clothes are all good hunters.

Seeing them eating meat every meal, both of them drooled with envy.

Later, they exchanged a few copybooks for a lot of food, and it was considered a feast.

"Ah, then let's say goodbye here."

"After we enjoy the scenery, I hope I can get together with Brother Xu."

After the two of them said with emotion, they sat back on their donkey carts.

Click, click, click -

the donkey cart came in front and back, traveling north and south at the city gate.

The days are short in autumn and winter. It is only three o'clock in the morning, and the sky is already dim and almost twilight.

"Mr. Lang, should we visit Magistrate Pan first, or should we find a place to stay first?" A Xu's voice rang from outside.

Through the car window, many people walking outside were literati dressed as scholars. In the cold autumn and winter, they also wore elegant crane cloaks with wide sleeves.

Xu Yi looked away and replied: "Find the inn first."

Along the north side of the city, there were many shops on both sides of the street, shouting constantly, and pedestrians going back and forth. After more than two months of climbing mountains and wading, they saw the bustling bustle of the ancient city again.

Very quickly, twilight set in, and when the sky was completely dark, they found a satisfactory inn.

As usual, they asked for three upper rooms. When Ah Jin and Er Qing went downstairs to get water, they saw many literati talking and laughing.

Seeing a young and beautiful lady in the inn, as well as a poet who was very interested in poetry, he impromptuly composed a poem that everyone applauded.

The poet wrote down the poem he had made and came to A Jin in a graceful manner.

When Erqing saw this, he blocked the person in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this man didn't care, he just passed by Er Qing, looked at A Jin and smiled.

"Little lady, I have written a rough poem, I hope you will accept it."

A Jin glanced at it and saw the words "The dark fragrance of golden osmanthus passed by in a blink of an eye, and a pretty red plant stood on the wall" written in fine pen on the white paper. The poetry is vulgar and sounds extremely tacky.

Her eyebrows stood up, she waved her hands and sneered: "I don't want this poem, I'd rather give it to someone else."

Unexpectedly, the shyness in her memory was not seen, but instead she was ridiculed. When the rogue heard this, his eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he angrily ran away holding the poem and waving his sleeves.

Ah Jin snorted coldly, held up the hem of her skirt and carried the kettle upstairs.

"Is there someone teasing you downstairs?" Xu Yi was upstairs. Hearing the lively laughter coming from below, he raised his eyes to look at her.

Ah Jin curled his lips and said, "There is a pretentious scholar who said he wrote a poem for me. I looked at the poem, but he is not as talented as my brother."

"A Xu doesn't know how to write poetry." Xu Yi deliberately joked.

When A Xu heard this, he was not a coward. He nodded naively: "Lang Jun is right. I can't compose poems, and you, A Jin, can't speak nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. If Lang Jun really sees that poem, , I wouldn’t say such things.” A Jin put down the kettle in his hand and turned around to leave.

When Xu Yi saw her angry, he asked Erqing to calm her down.

Yan Quyue shook her head helplessly: "Stop saying a few words, Ah Jin has been very temperamental these days."

Xu Yi laughed helplessly, looking at her face he knew that Ah Jin was having her period. He propped his forehead on his right hand and thought for a moment. The last time he saw so many literati and poets was in the year when Xing Yuesen and others were going to take the scientific examination. According to the time, it should be time for the results to be released now.

No wonder there are so many scholars in Fuzhou.

This thousand-year-old city has a rich cultural heritage. Several generations of literati came here and left many poems to praise it.

In addition, it is the scientific examination year, so this ancient city is naturally more lively than usual.

The next day, the weather was not good. Early in the morning, a frost and rain came in a hurry. The wind and rain came together, and the rain beat against the wooden windows and shook them.

The rain came unexpectedly, and the vendors setting up stalls at both ends of the street were looking for eaves to take shelter from the rain.

Xu Yi put on his clothes and frowned when he saw the rain outside.

"Why don't we go after the rain stops?" Yan Quyue asked worriedly when she saw how cold the winter rain was outside.

Xu Yi shook his head and said that he had to come to the door.

Yan Quyue thought for a while and said, "Why don't you let A Xu send the greeting card first?"

"Pan Zhifu has a different identity from us. It's not appropriate for us to only have A Xu come to visit." Xu Yi still shook his head. He can only handle matters in person.

Yan Quyue also thought of this and stopped trying to persuade him. She just told him to be more careful and to take shelter if it rained harder.

Xu Yi responded, went out with an umbrella, and went to Magistrate Pan's residence to deliver a greeting card.

Since Magistrate Pan came to Fuzhou to take office, he rented a second-entry house in an alley in the north of the city through Yaxing.

As long as you inquire a little, you can find out.

Xu Yi didn't waste much effort. He came to the vermilion gate with an umbrella, stepped forward and knocked on the small door next to it.

Sumeru, someone will open the door.

The boy who came to open the door was about the same age as Xu Yi. He was wearing a body-length blue satin robe and a black scarf. The moment he saw him, he was a little shocked.

"Are you... Doctor Xu?" the waiter looked at him and asked.

Xu Yi didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

Xu Yi knew this concierge. When Magistrate Pan was still a county captain, he sent him to ask Xu Yi to treat him.

After so many years, the other party could still remember him, which made Xu Yi very happy.

He said: "Exactly, I just arrived in Fuzhou. Thanks to Mr. Topang, I came to deliver something to Magistrate Pan."

This joyful feeling of meeting acquaintances in a foreign country arose spontaneously, and so did the young man. He invited Xu Yi Go and talk to the concierge.

"Mr. Pang asked you to come here? It's not easy for Dr. Xu to come so far away." The boy asked with a smile.

Xu Yi replied to him: "I set off after Yuan Day, but I was delayed for some time on the road, so I came so late."

After that, he took out the greeting card he had in his arms and handed it over.

"I would like to pay a visit. I wonder when Magistrate Pan will be in the house and let me chat."

The young man said with a slight smile: "Tomorrow is the holiday, and my master will rest in the house today." After hearing this

, Xu Yi said, She bowed to him gratefully and handed over the congratulatory gifts she had brought.

"This is an agarwood pill that I personally prepared. It has the effect of calming the mind and maintaining health. I hope you can do it for me." A Xu had been taking care of this kind of thing before. The servant put a piece of broken silver in his hand.

When the boy saw Xu Yi acting like this, he put the broken silver into his sleeve pocket with a smile.

"It's easy to say, the master is not at home today. You can come to the door later tomorrow." The boy said with a smile.

Judging from his tone, Magistrate Pan must have warned him.

Xu Yi was grateful to him for telling him, which would make their trip to visit Magistrate Pan much smoother.

...

That night, Pan Wenji was on duty at the government office and returned home in a sedan chair.

As soon as he got off the sedan, a boy was waiting for him with a cloak and put a cloak on him. The boy followed him into the courtyard and the corridor, holding an umbrella.

Pan Wenji waved his hand and asked the boy to go down.

Unexpectedly, the young man did not retreat. Instead, he lowered his head and reported in a low voice: "Master, there is a visitor today. It is Dr. Xu from Yanting."

"Xu Yi?" Pan Wenji raised his sword eyebrows, and his aura was majestic. Not fierce.

The boy lowered his eyes and bowed, took out the brocade box sent by Xu Yi, and said with a smile: "He came in the rain. It rained heavily today, so he came with an umbrella and said he wanted to visit the master. I Seeing that it was Mr. Topang who came to deliver the letter, he accepted the gift."

Pan Wenji took the box and opened it, and saw the agarwood pills inside.

He was familiar with these agarwood pills. When he did something for Pang Boyi, Pang Boyi threw a box to him, which contained these agarwood pills.

It is said that the boy made it himself. It is as big as a sycamore tree. It makes people feel refreshed and the effect is very good.

It's just that this kid is really stingy. If he doesn't do something for him, he won't bring such a good thing.

Could it be that this time I have enlightened myself?

Can you give me some advice on Depang Game?

Pan Wenji thought so, took the box and left in a good mood, without saying that he wanted to see anyone tomorrow.

But the young man has been with the master for many years. How could he not know the master's habits? If he didn't object, he agreed.

Early winter has just arrived, and it rained again yesterday. The Qingshi Street is wet and cold. The vendors on both sides are well-dressed, breathing white air in their mouths, rubbing their hands that are stiff from the cold, and walking towards the people walking back and forth. Pedestrians shouted.

Xu Yi went to Pan's house by a familiar route.

Today, he still didn't bring anyone else with him, and he was the only one who came to visit.

When the boy saw him coming, he smiled and led him through the gatehouse, through the courtyard, and along the corridor.

"It's a coincidence that Doctor Xu is here. The master is in the hall now."

The young man said, passing through the small door of the courtyard and seeing the bright hall.

Xu Yi didn't squint his eyes. As he entered, the hall was well furnished and elegant. When he looked up, he saw Magistrate Pan sitting at the top. He was wearing an indigo-colored brocade robe with a fur collar around his neck, and a Ru kiln white porcelain cup in his hand.

Pan Wenji had been an official for many years, but he did not become angry or powerful just by sitting there.

Xu Yi quickly lowered his eyes and bowed: "Xu Yi pays homage to Magistrate Pan."

"No need to be polite." Pan Wenji looked at him and smiled slowly, "I heard that you set out in the spring of that year, why did you come now?"

Xu Yi : "..."

No need to guess, everyone knows who said this.

"I stayed in Zizhou City for some time, so I was delayed." He said softly, neither condescendingly nor condescendingly, and added, "I think Mr. Lai has already said this for me."

Hearing this, Pan Wenji laughed and said, "Yes. He said that he had accepted you as his student, but in this life he wanted to show off to me."

Xu Yi suppressed his surprise. It seems that the relationship between Pang Boyi and Pan Wenji is closer than he thought. However, this had to make Xu Yi ashamed. Speaking of which, Pang Boyi had complained to him about Pan Wenji's faults countless times.

But he could only listen to these words and did not dare to say anything.

It was still difficult for him to face the "angry" Magistrate Pan alone at this time.

Xu Yi silently lowered his head and said softly: "I would like to express my gratitude to you. I am ashamed to say that my teacher loves me so much and has given me many suggestions, but I have not yet been able to repay the teacher's kindness.

" At that time, he also thought about visiting Pan Mansion. But he and Magistrate Pan have different identities, and both Pang Yi came forward.

This time, he came in person and couldn't simply deliver a letter.

The top-quality agarwood pills he took out yesterday were from his previous inventory, and there were not many left.

And he also knows that as we grow older, people will suffer from birth, old age, illness and death. As we get older, our bodies are not as agile as before.

With someone like Magistrate Pan, what he fears is physical problems.

"I heard that Magistrate Pan has worked hard for the people of Fuzhou since he took office. The teacher and I were worried that Magistrate Pan would be overworked and hurt his body, so the teacher asked me to concoct some health-preserving ginseng pills."

Delivering pills in the name of the teacher, It was agreed upon by Xu Yi and Pang Yi.

Sure enough, Xu Yi said this, and although Pan Wenji knew their little thoughts, he accepted it with a pleasant tone.

After all, the Pan family was a government official, so Xu Yi didn't stay long. He sent the letter and pills, said goodbye and left.

As he left, Pan Wenji looked at the box containing ginseng pills and laughed and cursed alone.

"Old fox, you are still playing tricks on me." Could it be that he could still eat those little boys?

Thinking of his friends far away in Yanting, he took the box, walked to the study, and ordered his followers to study ink.