"Why is this so?" One of the doctors couldn't help but mutter.
The people around him also echoed: "It's really unbelievable!"
The faces of Wei's parents grew paler.
After they whispered to each other for a while, they looked up and saw their faces, and quickly said, "Don't be nervous, Master Wei, Madam Wei. This is a good thing! Erlang is in good health!"
Another person added: "Erlang was born with weak lungs, so warming and nourishing medicines had no effect on him. But now his old illness has been completely cured! We were just surprised for a moment."
After hearing this, Wei's parents' expressions turned from gloomy to bright.
Yes, it took them nearly half an hour to pick up Wei Xi from the door. During this half hour, he didn't cough once!
"What adventures did Erlang have outside? Can you tell us about it?"
Several old doctors over fifty years old stared at him with shining eyes. Their eyes were like those of young people, enthusiastic and excited.
Before Wei Xi could speak, they had already imagined a story in their minds, about a rich young man who was studying in a remote town and accidentally met the Xingling Master who lived in hiding in the mountains.
Of course, there is no such adventure. Wei Xi could only break their fantasy under their burning gazes, "There is no such adventure as you uncles think of. I do feel a lot better recently, but I haven't seen a doctor or taken any medicine. I don't know why."
The doctors looked at Wei's parents, who subconsciously thought that Wei Xiru was just like in the past, hiding something on his mind and refusing to speak.
The key points here really need to be explained in detail. They did not force Wei Xi to speak. Madam Wei said, "Xiao Xi must be tired after traveling for such a long time. Come, have dinner with mother. Let your father, brother and doctors study it slowly."
Wei Xi was obediently pulled away by Madam Wei.
After the mother and son left, the doctors looked at Wei Shu with the same fiery eyes as before.
Wei Shu immediately said, "He didn't lie, nor did he hide anything. His experiences this year were indeed a bit bizarre, but he didn't know any famous doctors."
Several doctors had close personal relationships with the Wei family, and there was nothing shameful about Wei Xi entering Cuiwei Academy, so Wei Shu slowly told them the story.
After telling the whole story, I really couldn't find any trace of the famous doctor.
Finally, a doctor asked tentatively: "Maybe the climate there is just right for recuperating?"
There has been a saying since ancient times that water and soil nourish people, and many people with poor health would settle in the south. However, Shuiyun Village, which is located in the north, actually has such pleasant soil and water, which is incredible.
Wei Shu followed their thoughts and nodded in agreement, "It would have been better if you hadn't said it. Now that you've said it, every time I enter Cuiwei Academy, I feel my ears and eyes are sharper and my mind is clearer. And that academy used to be the old house of a good friend of mine. My good friend is even a top-notch person who has won the 'Little Three Yuan'. And my good friend's younger brother, Erlang's senior brother, was said to have been... a little inadequate before, but I don't know why he suddenly became smart, and he has learned two years of courses in the past year. He is also very talented in archery and throwing pots, and his body is also quite round and plump, and I have never seen him have any headaches or fevers..."
Wei Shu was not from Cuiwei Academy, so there was no need for him to help others lie, and he had never been a person who would exaggerate. This makes more sense, Cuiwei Academy is definitely a Feng Shui treasure land that gathers spiritual energy!
Mr. Wei was also a little excited, and asked hurriedly: "In your opinion, if my son stays in that Feng Shui treasure land for another three to five years, then his other serious illnesses will be cured..."
Several old doctors discussed for a while, and finally sent a representative to say: "Erlang's most difficult lung disease has been cured, and other minor ailments should be no problem at all."
As they talked, they were even more interested in going to see Cuiwei Academy, which could nourish the body and even produce outstanding people.
But that place is a college, not a tourist attraction, so it is not appropriate to bring it up.
It was a rare reunion for the Wei family, so the old doctors quickly stood up and said goodbye after they finished talking.
Wei Shu personally saw him off, and when he came back he saw Master Wei still waiting for him in the hall, obviously wanting to say something.
Master Wei hesitated for a second before finally saying, "Ah Shu, if Cuiwei College is really that good, then you should..."
"Dad, don't say that. I've been in Qingzhu Academy for a while, and I'll have to prepare for my departure next year or the year after. Changing academies now, let alone whether I'll get used to it or not, will it bring me bad reputation..." Wei Shu said with difficulty, "The main reason is that they may not accept me."
Let’s not talk about whether Lao Buyu has enough energy or not. Let’s just say that he was hostile and offensive to Shen Cui earlier because of his prejudice... It was a rare thing that she was able to entertain him calmly afterwards.
Wei Shu didn't have the nerve to ask this.
So Master Wei didn't mention it anymore and said, "Then I won't mention it anymore. Remember to go there more often in the next ten days. Take in the Feng Shui there!"
Wei Shu replied "Okay" with a helpless smile.
Cuiwei did not restrict when Wei Xi could return, but Qingzhu Academy started school after the Lantern Festival.
After the two brothers stayed at home for a few days, Mrs. Wei arranged a wedding for them.
After taking his pulse, Wei Xi didn't need to mention it anymore. Wei's parents urged him to go back to Cuiwei as soon as possible to recuperate.
Moreover, they were ignorant of the situation before and only gave the other party ten taels of silver a month for living expenses. Now Wei's parents feel even more embarrassed.
Ten taels of silver are not as valuable as the several prescriptions Wei Xi gave her earlier!
Before sending the brothers away, Wei's parents were unsure how much of a thank-you gift to give. Should they give them a sum of money directly, or increase their monthly living expenses?
After all, the Wei family is a business family and they don't have much dealings with scholars. In the end, they couldn't make up their minds and asked Wei Shu and Wei Xi for their opinions. After all, they understood the character of the head of Cuiwei Mountain better.
Wei Shu said, "Just give him cash directly. Shanzhang Cuiwei is a straightforward person." He had gradually changed his opinion of Shen Cui because of her straightforwardness.
Wei Xi said, "Our headmaster always says 'money is just a thing outside of one's body'. Although she is a woman and not a scholar, she is a noble person who looks down on material things. If my parents had given her money directly, our headmaster would have spent it on the academy."
Wei Shu agreed with this point.
Ten taels of silver a month for living expenses, plus the few taels of silver he occasionally gave as ink money, was definitely a large sum of money for a farmer's family.
But Chen Cui really didn't use the money to improve her living conditions. If she had spent it all on food and drink, the headmaster's own son, Mu Erpang, would not have treated a bag of peach cakes as a treasure.
Yes, peach pastry. Wei Shu turned around and told the servant to go to the pastry shop outside to buy some pastries that are easy to store and carry.
Although Wei's parents did not know Chen Cui, from their brothers' words, they saw a female headmistress with noble character who regarded money as dirt.
"I see. Then we understand."
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At the same time, in Shuiyun Village, hundreds of miles away from the capital, there is Cuiwei Academy.
Shen Cui, who was sitting at the desk biting a pen, suddenly sneezed more than a dozen times.
Mu Erpang and Lao Bu said nothing, and even Zhou, who was drawing a picture nearby, gave her a concerned look.
Shen Cui also retrieved her own body values on the light screen.
There was no change in the physical condition column, and her sneezing finally stopped. She said to everyone, "It's okay, everyone is busy with their own things. Maybe someone is talking about me."
When everyone saw that she was fine, they stopped talking, and Shen Cui continued to bite the pen.
"What difficulties have you encountered?" Zhou, who had initially completed the design draft, turned her head and saw that the paper in front of her was blank. "Why don't you tell me and see if I can help you?"
Chen Cui scratched her head in embarrassment, "Maybe you can't help me with this. Let me think about it."
The thing that worries Chen Cui is nothing else but two words - making money!
After all, it was because of the time gain that the academy's expenses increased exponentially. Not to mention the big expense of pens, ink, and paper, even food and drink, which she used to think didn't cost much, became a big problem.
Chen Cui had made plans years ago and bought two storybooks for reference. At that time, the system laughed at her poor level and wondered how long she would need to practice to the level of helping others copy books.
But the money earned by copying books is also hard-earned. That wasn't Shen Cui's plan, she wanted to write it herself. Even if the handwriting is ugly after it is written, as long as it is recognizable, the study will naturally hire someone with beautiful handwriting to copy it.
Besides, she had been studying hard in the academy for some time, so it wouldn't be surprising that she could write a storybook.
But the idea is beautiful, the reality is still very bleak.
Chen Cui had not read many novels in her previous life, and the few that she had read were all articles such as the one she had traveled through to read about the imperial examinations.
If you write an imperial examination essay now, you have to invent a very awesome male protagonist, right? It was standard for the male protagonist in an imperial examination to win several top prizes.
And this world is destined to have a more powerful existence, who doesn't get along with her. What if he thinks that she was based on him and intends to discredit him in the story? It will be another confusing "literary inquisition" lawsuit.
There is also a more realistic point. Shen Cui has to admit that the current scripts are really cultural. For her now, even reading, let alone writing, is quite taxing.
Just like the two books she had casually bought in her study before, one of them tells the love story of a famous prostitute who has fallen into a brothel and a scholar. It is not only richly illustrated with pictures and text, depicting all kinds of extravagant entertainment activities, but also uses gorgeous language. Just a sentence to describe the appearance of the famous prostitute is "two curved eyebrows painted like the green of distant mountains, and a pair of eyes as bright as autumn water." And the so-called scholar who had no literary talent could also write a very neat seven-character regulated verse at will.
The other is a travelogue, and the one with pictures is even better. With the author's detailed and vivid descriptions and corresponding poems that are either majestic or graceful, it makes people feel as if they are really traveling among the mountains and rivers.
Therefore, not only the subject matter needs to be thought of, but also the wording and sentence structure need to be considered.
Of course, with Chen Cui's level, she can also write in plain language that is easy to understand!
But those who like "easy to understand" at this time probably do not have a high level of education and do not have the spare money to buy storybooks for entertainment.
The most important thing is that bookstores will not buy it - there are already so many successful examples on the market, why should people spend money to buy hers that is different and may fail?
Chen Cui is not rich, so I can't just wave my hand and ask you to copy and print it for me. If I can't sell it, I will be responsible for the loss myself!
She didn't have the opportunity to make mistakes.
[The host is a modern person from the future after all. You must have read "Dream of Red Mansions". Can't you imitate it? Is the host still thinking about copyright law? Isn't that what you used to deceive me before? There is no such thing in this dimension. 】
Chen Cui put down her pen and said, "Of course I have read it. There really isn't any copyright law here, but the law is always just the bottom line. I don't want to steal the fruits of other people's labor for money. 】
The system was stuck for a moment before continuing: [I didn’t expect that the host is quite… in some aspects]
【Moreover, I only know the plot of "Dream of Red Mansions", I can't recite it! I don't have the exquisite writing skills of others, those classic poems that can be recited at will. I use plain language to write the stories of my cousin, cousin, and a group of maids. How can this thing sell for money? 】
[Then...what does the host decide to do? 】
[What else can I do? When the teacher teaches Erpang how to compose poetry later, I will learn from him too! 】
Seeing that her concentration value was about to drop, she simply stopped chatting with the system and started biting the pen in distress.
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