Yu Miaolan asked softly: "Master General Banner, I forgot to ask you, what's wrong with your eye?"
"In a fight, this little injury is inevitable." Lin Linyou's words were slurred because his lips were swollen, "Don't worry about your eyes for now, and look at my mouth. How can I fix this?"
"I... why don't I ask the doctor to come and take a look!"
"Where can I find a doctor at this late hour?" Lin Lin asked, "What kind of medicine are you using?"
"I... the slave family doesn't know..."
"Where's the recipe?"
"Can't find it."
"Do you still have the medicine?"
"Run out."
"..."
Lin Linyou touched his lips and sighed. Fortunately, it didn't hurt. It was just a little swollen and a little spicy. It should be nothing serious.
If the swelling doesn't subside until dawn, go see the doctor! He shouldn't die, right?
However, I have lost my interest tonight and cannot discuss the magical functions of the bell with Teacher Yu, which is very sad...
I slept until dawn, and when I got up, I saw that my lips were still swollen, and seemed to be even more swollen. What the hell is this medicine? It's so strong!
He opened the door and was about to go find the doctor. Zhang Bi happened to go out as well. When he saw Lin Linyou, he shouted:
"Hey! Second brother, you have breakfast so quickly. Where did you buy the intestines? Give me one!"
"How big are you!" Lin Linyou opened his mouth, and his upper and lower lips smacked in an exaggerated way.
"Let me tell you, why are your intestines so elastic?" Zhang Bi stepped forward and stared at Lin Linyou's lips, and couldn't help but touch them, "Your lips are so big, how hard did you work last night? !”
"I'm really poisoned!"
"Poisoned? What kind of poison? Who did this to you? Tell your brother, he will definitely avenge you!" Zhang Bi tried his best to hold back his laughter, "Is it the earth-shattering ghosts crying and gods howling with the Five Poison Powder?"
"..." Lin Linyou didn't bother to offend him and strode downstairs.
"Second brother, where are you going?" Zhang Ben followed like a fly.
"..." Lin Linyou really didn't want to speak, and it hurt when he spoke.
"I know a recipe that can reduce swelling." Zhang Bi said, "Take the white bark of a mulberry tree root and apply the juice on it. It is specially used to treat swollen mouth due to inflammation... By the way, there are also children's urine, which is best for removing Fire."
Lin Linyou stopped his hurried steps and stared at Zhang Bi with disgust: "Can you please stop yelling?"
"Okay." Zhang Bi gently covered his mouth.
Before taking two steps, he started chattering again: "Speaking of children's urine, the first urine of a boy in the morning is the best. Of course, children's urine is generally used as a medicine. You can use it to boil eggs. The boiled eggs Don’t eat, just drink the soup, which nourishes yin and reduces fire, cools blood and disperses blood stasis..."
Lin Linyou also realized for the first time that his elder brother was so verbose! Literally like a fly!
Heniantang was founded by Ding Henian, a master of health care. It has been open for five years and has branches in northern and southern Beijing. It specializes in medicinal meals and Changle drinks, among which the decoction pieces are the most famous.
Sitting in charge of Nanjing Henian Hall is Ding Henian’s friend and partner Le Liangcai.
At that time, Le Liang saw Lin Linyou's thick lips, but he remained calm. He rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand to pinch them. Then he put the two fingers that pinched the lips under his nose and smelled them, saying: "Patchouli, Asarum." , aroids, pinellia, aconite... It's carbuncle poison caused by drugs! How can you take so many drugs at once? What's more, these are all used for external application to treat injuries, dispel wind and relieve pain."
"I..." Lin Linyou was too embarrassed to speak, "I didn't eat it, so I licked it."
"Don't lick any medicine carelessly!" Le Liang said sternly, "Fortunately, I just licked it. If the aconite enters your mouth, you will definitely die! If you take it, will you still be alive?"
"Yes. Doctor, can I still be saved?"
"Don't take medicine randomly next time." Le Liangcai stroked his long beard, "I'll give you a decoction. You'll be fine after two days."
…
At noon, Yang Fang's eleven cavalry arrived at a small village called Tinglin Township in Kunshan County, Suzhou Prefecture, based on the clues given by Jiang Ayan.
Eleven riders stopped at the entrance of the village, their black and red cloaks flapping in the howling northwest wind in winter.
Sensitive villagers may have felt the murderous intent, and their heads that were lowered while eating could not help but rise...
Most of the houses in the countryside are thatched houses with earthen walls. The ones with better conditions are just that the yellow mud on the walls is replaced by stones, and the thatch on the roof is replaced by yellow tiles.
The only thing they have in common is that every household has a small courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence. As the New Year is approaching, it must have been cleaned, so it looks very clean and refreshing.
The horse's hooves kicked up dust and galloped into the village, stopping in front of a small courtyard with yellow tiles.
The horse raised its front hooves from time to time and snorted.
The dog in the courtyard barked twice, as if sensing the evil murderous intent of the visitor, it also whined and hid in a corner with its tail between its legs.
This villager family was eating, and when they heard the noise, they walked out of the main room with bowls in hand and looked at the horse team curiously.
Yang Fang said loudly: "May I ask, sir, is this Tianjia Village in Tinglin Township?"
"Yes." The villager nodded.
"Who is the righteous one now?"
"That's me." The villager put the bowl down on a big stone in the courtyard and said with cupped hands, "I wonder what you have done for me?"
Yang Fang: "Blow the gong and call everyone in your village."
Li Zheng hesitated: "Everyone is eating, I'm afraid we won't be able to gather together for a while..."
Yang Fang said: "I can wait."
Li Zhengdao: "My lord is here on business, do you have any official documents from the county?"
Yang Fang took off his waist badge and showed it: "When our Jinyiwei handles matters, do we still need to inform the county government?"
"You have to let us know what it is, right?" Li Zheng said politely.
"Just scream when you are told, there is so much nonsense!" a school captain shouted with his whip raised.
Li Zheng was afraid of the power and had no choice but to say: "Then... let me take the gong."
Yang Fang lowered his eyebrows: "Go!"
Li Zheng took a step with his head lowered. He remembered that he had not taken the bowl yet, so he stepped back and bent over to pick up the bowl on the stone. He looked at the half bowl of cold coarse grain rice, sighed, and walked back to the main room silently.
"Why do I think this guy's legs are shaking a little?" A captain joked with a smile, "Could he have done something wrong?"
"Nonsense, who wouldn't be frightened when I see you?" Another person also laughed, "Didn't you hear the nursery rhyme, saying that our Tiqi are ruthless, flying in suddenly, like eagles! No matter where we go, there will be no good things."
"Hahaha!" Everyone didn't think it was dissatisfied, but found it interesting.
Only Yang Fang still had a cold face.
Li Zheng walked back to the house, where his mother-in-law and a young boy from the boss were eating. Seeing that his face was not very good, the mother-in-law put down her chopsticks and asked: "Master, what's wrong? Who is coming outside?"
"Jinyiwei." Li Zheng put down the bowl and whispered, "Put the bowl away, take Qing'er and hide in the hole. No matter what happens, don't come out."
"how about you?"
"..." Li Zheng was silent for a while and said seriously, "It's very possible that they are here for me."
The woman's hands started to tremble: "Let's run together while they're not paying attention!"
"Run? You can't run." Li Zheng said, "They are all riding horses!" He pressed the woman's trembling hand and continued: "This day will come after all. If they really escort me to Beijing ...You and Qing'er must be fine!"
He forcefully broke away the woman's grasping hand, touched the little boy's head lovingly, took the rice grains from the corner of his mouth for him, put it into his own mouth, smiled at the child, turned around and strode to the wall. Next, take out a gong.
The woman looked at his back, holding back the tears in her eyes, and finally gritted her teeth, put away the dishes and chopsticks for herself and the child, lifted up a piece of floorboard in the back room, picked up the child and hid inside.
"Boom boom boom——"
The gong was like thunder in the clear sky, exploding over the silent village.
Every time he knocked, Li Zheng felt that the wooden hammer in his hand seemed to weigh as much as a thousand catties...
