"Thank you all for your love! I have a lot of help today. My car is full and I am afraid there is no room left. Please come back later. I will be there early in the morning. I will be here soon. Thank you very much! Please leave. Let’s go! Let’s go!”
At this time, the people carrying the food sighed, but those who lined up to see the doctor refused to leave and shouted: "Since there is no space, the sick will come first! The sick will come first!"
Yan He's old cow, and the two bags of millet carried on the old cow's back, happened to be stuck at the moment of the "End Statement".
The crowd queuing up behind them surged up, forcing Yan He and his old cow to retreat behind the crowd. Among them was a child who fell because of the crowd. Many people came over and almost fell. When they were about to be trampled into pieces, Yan He took his two bags of millet off the back of the cow, threw them in the direction of the child, one to the left and one to the right, and landed on both sides of the child who fell to the ground. , giving him a protective space.
But precisely because of the force of this throw, the mouth of the bag was loosened, and two piles of broken grain fell out, spreading on the ground.
In the eyes of farmers, this millet is more valuable than gold, and life depends on it! We can't even see it scattered all over the floor and being trashed.
So everyone bent down to pick up the grains and put them into their sleeves.
Seeing this, Yan He was not angry, and ignored those who were busy picking up the grain. Instead, he hurried over, lifted the child up from the ground, patted the ashes on his body, and asked kindly:
"Son, is it okay?"
The child stood up straight and bowed and thanked Yan Heshi happily: "Thank you, uncle! It's okay!"
"That's good! Then go back quickly and don't steal it from the adults again!"
Yan He saw that the child was okay and jumped back. He stepped forward, tied up the corn that had not been emptied, put it back on the back of the old ox, and drove home without blaming anyone. A neighbor who picked up the grain that his family had spilled on the ground.
"It's a pity! It's a pity! You are as noble as a king. You are the only one who is awake in the world, but you are unable to educate all people. You may not be a true virtuous person if you are kind to yourself!"
Tiaoliong stood in front of the harvesting cart, watching this scene, sighing loudly, as if talking to himself.
Of course, these words were heard by Yan He, who was like a mirror in his heart. He stopped, grabbed Lao Niu, turned around, and responded to Pailion:
"Sir, you are a doctor by nature, but you have also pretended to be a lover. I have lost sight of you, but you want to be a lover of people. It is a waste of time. It is not the work of a true sage. How can you judge the wisdom and stupidity of others?"
Tongli didn't expect that Yan He would see through what he thought he had planned so well, and he could tolerate it for so long without getting angry. It wasn't until he took the initiative to speak out that everyone could return to being "open-minded people" and speak "clearly".
"A doctor does not heal himself, and a hermit is not truly a hermit. We all treat each other! Haha! If you dare to ask me, sir, to stay, I have my own say."
Tongliong pulled off the flag and put it in his sleeve; then he broke through the crowd of spectators, walked quickly to Yan He, gave a deep and respectful salute, and said:
"I am the master of the Weiguo Jishi Pavilion, Piao Li, who has been entrusted by Zang Boyu, the doctor of Wei, to serve as the monarch of the Weiguo and visit the national teacher! Mr. Su Wenyan is a profound scholar and a genius in governing the country. I have come here to invite you. !”
These farmers all turned to look at Yan He. They all talked to each other and whispered:
"He? Isn't he mute? He doesn't make a sound all day long!"
"By the way, he is not mute! He is a very knowledgeable gentleman!"
"Go! You can do it yourself! You're just a shabby shirt, but you're worse than me! It's not the same!"
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"Master Pavilion! Please forgive me for loving peace and quiet. I have no pursuits. I just want to live on a ridge and fill my belly. I have so-called highly virtuous and talented people, let alone a master of me, let alone a country from another country. Master! You are wrong! Please find someone else who knows better!"
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to pull Lao Niu and continue walking back.
Not willing to give up, Tongli hurriedly took two steps to stand in front of Lao Niu, and once again saluted and persuaded:
"I know that you, Sir, have high righteousness and regard the worldly things outside of you as dirt, so I don't dare to corrupt your eyes and ears with money. My family has been practicing medicine for generations, and I know that it is the duty of a doctor to save people by hanging a pot. But I know even more that a doctor can save people." One life, but you cannot save ten thousand lives; and what you are good at is that you are the great doctor who can save the common people! Indeed, I would like to ask you on behalf of the common people to use your great talents and do great justice to all people in the world!"
Seeing that Tongli was so persistent, those who were queuing up for medical treatment turned into spectators. They gathered in a circle, wanting to know what the outcome of this request would be.
"Moreover, Mr. Yi regards the loss of his crops as nothing, and the urgent need to save the life of a child is more valuable than a farmer. He is so virtuous and righteous, and he is definitely the same kind as the benevolent people of our ancestors! Since I am the same kind, why bother Is this a pleasant speech?"
Baili continued to point at the back of the rescued child who had just walked not far away, and praised him. Seeing the change in Yan He's expression, he knew that his heart was already a little loose, so he continued:
"Sir, you know that although our country is small, it is also a direct descendant of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. It is also called a merchant because the people in our country are extravagant, clever in thinking and lazy in action. The country is declining and the country's strength is sluggish. Among all the countries, they are ashamed of orthodoxy and are not good at poetry and calligraphy; and the king of the country is young and indulges in having fun. The future of our defenders is in danger! I ask you, Sir, to restore the true source of the Zhou Dynasty with your benevolence to save the world!"
Seeing such a three-pronged persuasion posture, Yan He also felt a little reluctant to stand up. If he made excuses to refuse, even the "melon-eating masses" would not be able to stand it.
The surrounding farmers who had "taken advantage and behaved" began to point at Yan He and shout:
"Hey! There is no one in Weiguo! Haha, the country of Lu is so big that just picking out a farmer can be the teacher of the king of Weiguo! Why don't you ask me to go!"
"That's it! If he gets it, I get it too!"
"People are asking for this, but if they don't do anything, do they think they are a great immortal in the heavenly palace? They are really from the eighth generation!"
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When Yan He heard that his fellow countrymen were so rude, he lost confidence in how to persuade them. So, he solemnly returned the greeting to Paili and said:
"If that's the case, why should I refuse? Please!"
Pei Li was very excited. Finally, his trip was worthwhile. He hired people with rice and invited the perfect national master of the country!
"Please wait a moment! Everyone, I have nothing to say about what I promised today. I will buy rice for another day and do medical treatment for another day. I will only leave the country of Lu after fulfilling my full promise. Please listen to the sun and take the time. Come again."
For this circle of "melon-eating people", there is no perfect explanation and they cannot leave safely. Piaoliong clasped his fists seriously again, walked around in a circle, and announced to everyone that he was done. This was considered as a successful completion of today's itinerary.
