Cross the streets, bypass the buildings, enter the alleys, and leave the noise of the city behind.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Is Mr. Liuxuan here?"
Li Ang knocked on the courtyard door, and the person who opened the door was a gentle middle-aged man.
Pu Liuxuan, a professor at Zhenzhou Prefecture, and Li Ang's father, Li Hanquan, were good friends in literature and tea ceremony.
"Risheng, come in and sit down."
Pu Liuxuan smiled slightly reluctantly, opened the courtyard door, and took Li Ang into the back room to sit down.
Li Ang put down the two cans of Qujiang flakes and confessed with a smile that they were gifts from Song Shaoyuan and himself.
"Shaoyuan..."
Mentioning Song Shaoyuan, a smile appeared on Pu Liuxuan's face, and he said gently: "He has always been diligent and honest. As long as he is not too nervous about this provincial examination, it will be no problem to pass the exam and come back."
"yes."
Li Ang nodded, feeling unperturbed. Song Shaoyuan was good at everything, but his personality was too honest and kind. In addition, his family had savings, so he often invited guests to dinner and supported his classmates in Jeju Academy who came from less well-off families.
Whether he said he was impatient and righteous, or he was taken advantage of, in short, there were always a few literary friends around Song Shaoyuan. A group of people often traveled to the mountains and rivers, and held the "Qushui Shang" activity where they drank wine and composed poems.
With such a group of friends touting him, Song Shaoyuan was probably under a lot of pressure. It would be embarrassing if he failed the examination.
"By the way, where is aunt?"
Li Ang took out a hexagonal rouge box, "This is Feixiaji's rouge cream. I used to see my aunt often buy their peach blossom powder. That stuff is made of cinnabar. Although it is more delicate than rouge, it has better color development. , but it is harmful to the human body. Like white lead powder, it is best not to apply it frequently.
Ordinary rouge and rice noodles are fine. "
The so-called cinnabar is actually a mercury sulfide mineral. Long-term contact with the skin may cause allergic reactions. Lead powder is purely a heavy metal, and long-term use can cause skin color to turn blue or even metal poisoning.
"Isn't cinnabar soothing?"
Pu Liuxuan frowned slightly and rubbed his forehead, "Forget it, your aunt is coaxing the child in the backyard. Ju'er almost fell off the bed a few days ago and has been crying a lot these days. By the way, how are you preparing for the state exam? Are you ready?"
"Okay."
Li Ang coughed lightly. The contents of the Yu State's imperial examination included policy theory, poetry and poetry, understanding of Confucian classics and their annotations, calligraphy, mathematical calculations, Yu State's laws, etc.
Li Ang's policy analysis, calligraphy and mathematics were all good, but his attainments in poetry, songs and Confucian classics were relatively average.
On average, it is estimated to be at the upper-middle level, slightly above the passing line for the provincial examination.
"It's OK or not."
Pu Liuxuan frowned and said: "The dove is in the mulberry tree, and its son is in the thorn."
"A gentleman's manners are not improper. His manners are not improper, and he is the one from the Four Kingdoms."
Li Ang straightened his back, straightened his sitting posture, and said honestly: ""Cao Feng·鸸鸸"."
"Um."
Pu Liuxuan nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask questions, randomly selecting one or two sentences from "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu", "Book of Rites", "The Analects of Confucius" and other classics, and asked Li Ang to tell the context, official annotations, and his own understanding.
Li Ang bit the bullet and managed to cope with it. Classics were a required subject for the Yu State's imperial examinations. There were nine serious classics (i.e., required books), "Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals", "Book of Rites", "Mao's Poems", "Zhou Rites", " "Etiquette", "Book of Changes", "Shangshu", "Gongyang Chunqiu", "Guliang Chunqiu".
Candidates must not only be familiar with these nine scriptures, but also read the official commentaries on each scripture to have their own understanding, and be familiar with other scriptures that may be tested in their spare time, such as "The Classic of Filial Piety", "The Analects of Confucius", and "Laozi" wait.
The scriptures are voluminous and difficult to read. It is difficult to read them all once, let alone memorize them all.
Li Ang painstakingly recalled those scriptures. Even if he had read medical books that were taller than a human being, he still felt a little overwhelmed.
While he was struggling to cope with the teacher's questions, a loud cry of children came from the backyard.
Pu Liuxuan interrupted the question, pursed his lips and walked towards the backyard. Li Ang also breathed a sigh of relief silently and followed him.
In the backyard, Pu Liuxuan's wife Guan Lishu was holding her three-year-old son who kept crying, looking anxious and coaxing her.
"what happened?"
Pu Liuxuan took his son from his wife's arms, "Why are you crying again?"
"I don't know. As soon as I touch Ju'er's hand, he won't stop crying. No matter how much he is coaxed, he can't be coaxed."
Guan Lishu looked tired. She probably hadn't slept well for a long time. When she saw Li Ang approaching, she forced a smile and said, "Risheng is here. Have you had breakfast? There is still some porridge at home."
"No, Auntie, we just had dinner at home."
Li Ang looked at the crying and struggling child in Pu Liuxuan's arms, frowned slightly and said, "Teacher, can you show me Ju'er?"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"If your arm hurts, it may be dislocated."
Li Ang asked Pu Liuxuan to sit on the chair, held the child firmly, and then moved forward and played with the child's arms.
The left arm showed a standard deformity of 135 degrees, the elbow was semi-flexed, the forearm was moderately pronated, and the cry was louder when pressing the elbow...
"Subluxation of the radial head."
A piece of text appeared in Li Ang's mind. While coaxing him not to cry, he skillfully pinched the child's arm, bent the elbow joint, and rotated the forearm at the same time.
Click.
An undetectable bouncing sensation came from the child's arm. Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief and put the child's arm down.
"alright."
He shook his hand and took a few steps back.
A few seconds later, the child who was crying loudly just now suddenly softened his cry, sobbed, and looked at his arms in confusion.
"Huh?"
Pu Liuxuan and his wife were stunned for a moment. They had been worried about their son's inexplicable crying in the past few days, and his wife Guan Lishu almost copied Buddhist scriptures at home.
Pu Liuxuan asked hurriedly: "What's going on?"
"Dislocated arm."
Li Ang raised his hand and patted his elbow, and said to the teacher in a relaxed tone: "A child's elbow joint, that is, the elbow, is not as strong as an adult's.
There is a small head on the bone here of the elbow, which is close to the surrounding bones and covers it like a semicircle.
If it is not set firmly enough or is exposed to external force, the bone can easily be pulled out of the semicircle, causing dislocation.
When a child rolls on the bed, the body presses the upper limbs under the body, which can easily cause the elbow joint to hyperextend, causing the elbow bone to dislocate. In addition, when adults hold the hands of children while walking, they should also be careful to prevent falling, which can easily lead to dislocation.
By the time the child is about five years old, the bones of the elbow will grow and become less likely to come out. "
"So that's it."
Guan Lishu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Li Ang gratefully. The couple had a son in their middle age. She was really afraid that she would accidentally do something that would hurt her son. "Ju'er, thank you brother Risheng."
"Thank you, brother Risheng."
The child, who still had tears on his face, bowed to Li Ang with a smile on his face. Li Ang waved his hand, feeling a little proud in his heart.
Although modern doctors rely on modern industry and cannot display their skills without supporting facilities, there is still no problem with bone-setting massage that does not rely on equipment.
etc.
Li Ang's expression froze, and he suddenly found that there was a lot of massage-related information in the memory palace of his brain, from Thai stretching massage to Japanese acupressure massage, which was extremely detailed.
What does it mean? Why do I have this in my head?
Who was I in my previous life?
