Chapter 91: Humor: The girl is still young, it’s too early to say this.
Ji Shubai left Song Jin a riddle, but the answer was obvious, warning her not to merge the two worlds into one, otherwise it would be very dangerous.
To live in this world, one must abide by the rules of this world. Not everyone can sit down and listen to her talk about the People's Congress system like he did. More often than not, people's attitude towards unfamiliar things is contempt and suppression.
For example, Gao Ce gave her the sheep when he saw her vomiting during the meal.
It sounds like courtesy, but it's actually disgusting. She doesn't like it, but she has no way to complain, and she might even be accused of being hypocritical.
Both Ji Shubai and Pan Sheng told her to shut up and not talk nonsense, otherwise disaster would come to her sooner or later.
Song Jin felt that she was quite reasonable. She never told anyone else about it except Ji Shubai. It was clearly Ji Shubai who leaked the information, so why did he warn her?
At night, Song Jin lay in bed thinking about this incident. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ji Shubai was a cunning man, too cunning.
Wujiang County was not far away, and the post boat arrived at the shore in less than two days.
By now Song Jin was already very familiar with the county magistrate's reception and nothing went wrong.
Ji Shubai was still busy as usual, but she learned her lesson and went shopping on the street with her copper coins.
Look at the food, look at the drinks, see which pubs are doing good business, see what kind of wine is selling well, just treat it as market research.
When Ji Shubai stayed in the county government office, she followed him around as usual and asked to look through the case files. This time, she looked at all the cases at once. After all, knowing more is always beneficial.
About two days later, Ji Shubai suddenly had some free time and wanted to take her out.
Song Jin never asked many questions about these matters. He just went when he was told to go. When he was about to go out, he found that he was not accompanied by the county magistrate, but only the people brought by Ji Shubai. He couldn't help feeling strange.
"Where are we going?"
"Take you to see someone?"
"Who is it?"
Ji Shubai didn't say anything and got into the sedan chair alone. Song Jin was too lazy to ask and followed him into a sedan chair behind.
The road to where the sedan chair was going was very remote. After leaving the city gate, it walked for a long time before it stopped. As soon as Song Jin got off the sedan chair, he saw a small courtyard surrounded by a fence.
"Where is this?"
"A female doctor."
"ah?"
"What? You don't want your legs to limp from time to time, do you? You will be standing a lot when you work as a cook. Even if you want to be a widow, you have to marry yourself off first, right? You can't find a good family with a limp."
Ji Shubai had learned a new skill from somewhere, but when it came to being sarcastic, he was just as good as Song Jin.
Song Jin curled her lips. After all, it was for her own good, so she wouldn't argue with him today.
Qingshan stood at the gate of the yard and called out to people inside. Sure enough, after a while, he saw an old woman tremblingly walking out.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Old lady, my son wants you to help him diagnose a patient."
"Oh, come in."
The old woman seemed to be used to it. She didn't care who came or what illness they wanted to be diagnosed with. After she finished speaking, she turned and walked into the hall, sat down and waited for the person outside to come in.
Song Jin followed Ji Shubai into the house and bowed respectfully. The old woman sat upright and did not feel ashamed of herself.
"What is the disease?"
Ji Shubai motioned for Song Jin to speak, and Song Jin stepped forward and said, "I have an old injury on my leg, and it hurts whenever I stand for a long time."
The old woman said, "Come here, let me touch it."
Song Jin stepped forward obediently, and under Song Jin's guidance, he touched the injured leg bone.
"How did you get hurt?"
"It was just a wooden stick. It hit me."
Somehow, Song Jin was unable to say it, but the old woman saw through it at a glance.
"Were you beaten by the patriarch?"
After speaking, he glanced at Ji Shubai and quickly explained, "It was the previous patriarch."
The old woman let go and said, "Follow me in."
Song Jin followed the old woman into the inner room, and heard the old woman say, "Lie down on the bed and take off your pants."
Song Jin awkwardly lifted up her coat to untie the string on her trousers. While doing so, she looked at what the old woman was doing. She saw the old woman taking out a package and spreading it over there. Song Jin almost collapsed when she saw it.
It was a pack of needles that looked like they were used for acupuncture. It was Song Jin's first time to have acupuncture, and he was a doctor from the Ming Dynasty.
The old woman spread out the needles and saw that Song Jin had not yet finished taking off his clothes and lying down, so she asked, "Do you want me to help you take off your clothes?"
Song Jin quickly shook his head and quickly unbuttoned his pants, revealing his injured leg.
The old woman's rough fingers came up, and it was unknown what they were moving along. She pressed and asked questions as she moved, and Song Jin answered them one by one.
Somehow, Song Jin always felt that when the hand moved on his legs, it was like a butcher cutting up an ox. It wasn't that the hand was moving along the bones and tendons, but that the place where it walked must be the path of the tendons.
After feeling and asking, the old woman took out a needle. It was Song Jin's first time having acupuncture, so he was a little nervous and had to talk to ease the tension.
"Old lady, how can you do this?"
"As a country boy, you're bound to have bumps and bruises, and you'll always have some pain on your body. After a while, some people will figure out the tricks. I'm lucky, and I learned a little bit."
Song Jin said, "Oh," and the old woman continued, "Your injury is not a big deal. Rich people don't stand for long, so it's better not to treat it."
Song Jin chuckled: "I'm not from a wealthy family."
"The girl is still young, it's too early to say that."
Song Jin stopped talking and lay there obediently. He felt that the old woman was trembling when she walked, but the acupuncture was very steady and there was no pain, just a little itchy.
The acupuncture treatment lasted about half an hour before it was over. Song Jin put on his clothes while listening to the old woman's instructions.
You should walk around on a daily basis to make your tendons and veins smoother. Don't lie down or sit all the time, but you can't be too tired either.
Song Jin agreed to all of them. The old woman sighed and said that it was better to be from a wealthy family, as they would agree to something as long as she was not tired.
Song Jin froze for a moment, but didn't say anything. He put on his clothes and followed the old woman out the door. Ji Shubai was still waiting in the yard.
After asking for the medical fee, paying the money, and making an appointment to come back next time, Ji Shubai took Song Jin to thank the old woman, then got up and left.
Walking out of the hospital, Song Jin rubbed the place on his leg where the needle had just been inserted. When Ji Shubai saw it, he asked if it hurt.
Song Jin shook his head and said, "The old lady told me to move around and not sit still all the time."
Ji Shubai glanced at the sedan chair and said, "Then I'll go with you."
Having said that, he walked straight forward, and the sedan bearers behind him followed with an empty sedan.
Song Jin was very happy, thinking that Ji Shubai was now less arrogant and it was much more comfortable to get along with him.
She chased after him to talk.
"My Lord, have you been waiting for me in the courtyard just now?"
"No, I went back to the city first, had a good meal at Tianxianglou, and then went to a teahouse to listen to a storyteller. Then I came back."
If Song Jin hadn't known that time was not enough, he would have been fooled by Ji Shubai's serious look.
"My Lord, you have become humorous."
"Humor?" Ji Shubai stopped, not quite understanding the relationship between a joke and humor.
"What's the meaning?"
Song Jin was stunned. How could he not understand what people were saying?
“It’s just fun.”
"Fun?" Ji Shubai frowned: "Does humor equal fun?"
Isn’t it?
Song Jin blinked twice, not knowing how to explain, so he simply waved his hand and changed his words: "Sir, you have become interesting."
This time Ji Shubai laughed: "If you had said so earlier, I would have understood it."
After saying that, he continued walking forward, and Song Jin followed behind.
Today, Ji Shubai was wearing a wide-sleeved suit with a pattern of lotus flowers on a blue satin background, and a large belt around his waist to show off his narrow waist. He wore a four-cornered Dongpo scarf on his head, and two black ribbons were raised on his broad back.
Even if you look at his back, you will feel that there is a gentleman in front of you.
The scenery is really beautiful.
Ji Shubai walked slowly in front with his hands behind his back. Song Jin saw this from behind and followed him, putting his hands behind his back and stepping on the places where Ji Shubai had stepped before, following him step by step until Ji Shubai suddenly stopped and turned around, and Song Jin stepped on the back of his foot.
Ji Shubai looked down and saw the shoe prints on the instep, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Is it fun?"
Song Jin stuck out his tongue and took two steps back.
Ji Shubai suddenly stopped smiling and asked seriously, "If, I mean if, you can live like this here forever, would you still think that world is better?"
Song Jin rolled his eyes, thought about it carefully, and suddenly laughed, saying, "Sir, there is no perfect system in this world. That world has its own flaws, this world has its own flaws, men have their own problems, and women have their own shortcomings. If you want to live happily and smoothly, you can't focus on things you can't change. As the saying goes, a man who knows the times is a hero, don't you think so, sir?"
Ji Shubai frowned, as if he understood but not quite, as if he wanted to give up but was unwilling to do so.
"Isn't there anything here that you particularly like?"
Song Jin thought about it again and said, "Yes."
"What is it?"
"My Lord."
Song Jin was grinning with a non-serious look on her face. Ji Shubai couldn't tell whether what she said was true or false, but he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
"Then let me ask you, if you hadn't threatened me in the beginning and I had taken the initiative to help you, would your impression of this world be better than it is now?"
Song Jin still had that smile on his face: "Sir, don't keep looking at the past, you have to look at the future. Human flaws will always exist, you and I are not perfect, why bother holding on to past mistakes, you can't go back and change them. Besides, I am a magnanimous person, I won't bother with you at all."
"My Lord, you are just living a twisted life. If you want to live a comfortable life, you have to be insensitive to things that make you uncomfortable. If you can't be insensitive, just avoid them. If you can't avoid them..."
"What should I do?"
"Then slap him! Hehehe——"
Ji Shubai lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something. After a while, he looked up and said, "I think what you said makes sense, but there are some things that should be done with more effort. But I am willing to learn from your attitude."
Ji Shubai's words took three turns, but Song Jin didn't think too much about the twists and turns behind them. Just as she said, she had to be slow.
"I was right, sir. You are a teachable kid."
Song Jin joked with a smile, which made Ji Shubai's face stiffen.
He was a Jinshi, but in the eyes of a family servant who was ignorant of poetry, he became a teachable child.
"Is this how you praise people?" Ji Shubai crossed his arms over his chest, as if he was going to have a good argument with Song Jin.
Song Jincai was not afraid of him, and still smiled and said: "Of course not, when I saw you at the Bai family that day, I determined that you were a loyal, righteous, and righteous person. Now it seems that I have a very good eye."
Song Jin gave out a lot of compliments, and at the end he did not forget to praise himself. Ji Shubai felt very comfortable after hearing this, and also teased Song Jin:
"So you know how to praise people, so give me some more compliments."
"Sir, don't praise me too much. Too much will cause trouble. There's a saying in your book, 'Virtue is lost in reputation, and knowledge is born out of disputes. These two are dangerous weapons. If I praise you too much, wouldn't I be harming you, sir? Hahahaha——"
Song Jin dropped his school bag and ran forward proudly.
Somehow, Ji Shubai paused after hearing it, his mind was in a mess for a while, and then he heard Song Jin's laughter along with the cool summer breeze entering his ears, and then going through his ears into his brain, making his brain unable to think about this "murder weapon".
He turned to look at Song Jin, who was wearing an indigo cotton dress and a black sara scarf, and was jumping on the top of the hill.
The hand was also naughty. While running, it grabbed a handful of dogtail grass on the roadside and shook it in its hand.
At that moment, Ji Shubai didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly he ran after him.
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