Chapter 458 Discuss More with Your Son
Lu Shishen came to deliver medicine to Huo Zhennan.
Everyone asked about their father's health.
Although Lu Shishen's medicine was made from the magical flowers and water in the valley, it was not a magical elixir that could bring the dead back to life. It was just dozens of times stronger than ordinary medicine.
Lu Shishen understood this very well, so he could roughly estimate how Huo Zhennan would recover.
"My body can be almost recovered, but my tendons and veins are damaged, so my Kung Fu won't recover much. The most important thing is my brain, which may only be slightly stronger than it is now."
Everyone felt uncomfortable for a while.
Finally, Huo Qingchuan said, "As long as I'm alive, that's all that matters. Now Dad has no worries and is much happier than before."
Huo Zhennan's howling sound came from the room, as if his mother was pinching his ears.
I am very happy.
Just think of your father as having become senile in advance.
Anyway, in their hearts, he will always be the great hero.
"How is Dali?" Huo Qingchuan asked again.
"I made it through. I woke up once yesterday." Lu Shishen's eyes were filled with relief.
Fortunately, Dali has a strong desire to survive.
Fortunately, he came back in time, and after using a bunch of medicine, he was finally brought back from the brink of death.
"Well," Huo Qiuye asked a little embarrassedly, "I heard that you gave Jiu Dali bowl after bowl of elixirs. So, there shouldn't be much left. Is it enough for my father? Do we need to go to Dongshan again?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Qingchuan and the others laughed.
"Don't worry, Third Brother, Dad has enough to eat. Shi Shen has been in the valley for two months, and all he has done is sleep and make medicine.
He made pills from all the medicinal plants and flowers in the valley.
When he left, he was carrying a whole sack on his back and was staggering as he walked.
If I remember correctly, there are still quite a few hidden in the valley, right?"
Lu Shishen smiled awkwardly, and his pretty face turned red.
It may sound greedy to say this, but I just couldn't help myself when I saw those flowers and plants.
"Hahaha, then I feel relieved! Doctor Lu, my father's health depends on you!" Huo Qiuye said with a smile.
"Don't worry, Third Young Master."
Early the next morning.
Yue Buyuan was invited to the outside of Huo Qingchuan's study, but Huo Qingchuan came out and asked him to sit on the stone bench in the yard.
It's chilly in spring, and it feels cold when you sit down.
The study was an important place where important matters were discussed with court officials. It was definitely not a place that a commoner like him could enter, Yue Buyuan thought.
"Mr. Yue, I heard from my child that you were looking for me?"
"Yes, sir, I know your time is precious, so I'll just say it directly."
Yue Buyuan took out two articles.
"Sir, you are the top scholar. Please judge the merits of these two essays."
Huo Qingchuan took it and read it quickly.
"In terms of depth, Mr. Yue's article is naturally more brilliant and thought-provoking.
This Mr.... Above the Sky, although his writing is a bit immature, he uses stories to trigger arguments and is fascinating.
Both of these articles are about promoting the new imperial court and are aimed at the people of the world.
Mr. Yue's article is about the awakening of the samurai class.
This article can more deeply touch the hearts of the grassroots people.
The two gentlemen expressed their views from different angles, and the combination was perfect. Very good, very good.
I wonder who this Mr. Cangkong is?
The court is in great need of people right now, and you two gentlemen can serve the country together."
"Thank you for your praise, sir. I was thinking the same thing and am preparing to take part in this year's Spring Examination."
The moon was not full, so I didn’t know if it was because I was cold, but my voice was trembling.
Huo Qingchuan poured him a cup of hot tea, feeling a little apologetic.
I should have invited him directly to the hall.
"I dare not trouble you, sir." Yue Buyuan was flattered.
Then he said the next sentence: "Jintang is extremely intelligent. I can no longer teach him anything. I dare not delay him any longer. Please find another famous teacher for him."
Although Huo Qingchuan didn't know Yue Buyuan's level before, he was already impressed after reading the article just now.
As expected of Yue Qiuyang's great-grandson, his handwriting alone is at the master's level, and he is more than capable of teaching Jintang.
"This above the sky is Jintang's nickname! I have a few more articles here. Once you read them, you will know how powerful he is!"
In this life, having such a disciple, I have no regrets even if the moon is not full!
Above the sky, what a big tone!
Huo Qingchuan read the other articles in surprise.
I still can't believe that this was something that nine-year-old Jintang could write.
It also contains a lot of knowledge and easy-to-understand principles, which really doesn't seem like something a nine-year-old child could write!
This incident shocked Huo Qingchuan for a long time.
After Yue Buyuan left, he asked someone to call Jintang.
Jintang had already written three books and brought them here.
His handwriting was taught by Huo Qingchuan, and it is very elegant. But if you look closely, it is a little different from Huo Qingchuan's, not so formal, and a bit unrestrained.
Huo Qingchuan asked him a lot of questions and finally discovered how fast Jintang had grown because of this disaster in the Marquis' Mansion.
What he had experienced and understood in the past two years was more and more profound than what he had learned in the Marquis's mansion under the strict teaching for ten years.
In addition to his own intelligence, it was also because he met two important mentors in his life.
Li Yuzhi came out of the study and pulled up Huo Qingchuan, who was already lost in thought on the stone bench.
“My fourth brother’s wife always liked to take Jintang with her whenever she did anything, and she taught him a lot.
Just a chicken, a duck, or a fallen leaf can make my fourth brother and his wife tell several stories.
Jintang was studying with Mr. Yue again. He became serious and memorized things quickly. He had finished reading all the books in Mr. Yue's room.
Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. In the military camp, my fourth brother did not restrain him and let him run around. He had seen the chaos in the people that we had seen.
He has seen the massacres in Western Liao that you have not seen.
You can't treat Jintang as a child anymore. You can talk to him more in the future. He is a very thoughtful person.
I have cleaned up the study, and from now on, please stop messing around here."
Li Yuzhi warned him in a low voice with a hint of shyness, and pulled him into the study to warm up his slightly cold body.
Carefully place the books written by Jintang on the first row of shelves.
Who could have imagined that the Prime Minister, who was cold and inviolable in front of outsiders and as awe-inspiring as the snow on the top of the mountain, had done something in this study!
There were faint fingerprints on the upper shelf of the bookshelf against the wall.
Li Yuzhi blushed.
She caught it last night.
She quickly started wiping again.
"Okay, I'll discuss this with my son later."
The man came closer, grabbed her wiping hand, slowly intertwined their fingers, and then pushed her against the bookshelf so that she could not move.
"That's right, what a pity, otherwise..."
"vomit……"
Li Yuzhi got nervous and suddenly retched.
"What's wrong?"
He immediately let go, and the aggression in his body instantly turned into tension and worry.
"Are you feeling unwell? I was too..."
"No."
Li Yuzhi covered his mouth and pulled his hand to her lower abdomen.
A bright and happy smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Like a blooming peony, it is most beautiful among all flowers and has a peerless beauty.
Blinded by men's eyes.
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