"Tu Ling is thoughtful. She is worthy of being my chosen disciple. If she cares about my preferences so much, she will definitely take the skills I taught her to heart."
Compared with his disciple's concern for himself, Hua Yi hopes that she will value those unique skills and pass them on and carry them forward.
Unfortunately.
Tu Ling, that child, is quite accomplished in metaphysics, but due to the limitations of his own experience, he cannot apply it to the national conditions.
As for medical skills, I started too late, and I don’t know what peak I can reach in this life.
Thinking of this, Hua Yi took up his pen and wrote another letter, which was also a homework assignment for his disciple recently.
"...You compile all the medicinal herbs you know into a drawing album and label the medicinal effects. This can be used to prepare for exams and consolidate your studies."
After finishing writing, he put the letter into an envelope and did not rush to send someone to deliver it to the Shen family for his disciple.
He knew that his disciple was actually a sincere person, as if he was fine.
On the surface, these two young men seem to be out of touch because of their youth, but they know everything well and are very proactive in doing things.
If the letter was sent at this time, his disciple would definitely draw the herbal atlas and present it to him before the apprenticeship ceremony.
"I am too old to sleep, and Tu Ling is still young, so there is no need to stay up late and hurt my body...ahem..."
Hua Yi coughed a few times, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured a pill from it and stuffed it into his mouth.
The pill melts in the mouth, and the concoction moistens the throat, which makes it much more comfortable and relieves the cough.
"well……"
Hua Yi let out a long sigh,
At this time, the person who came to deliver the letter saw this and smiled mysteriously: "Master Hua, I have good news that I forgot to tell you."
"Old Zhang, don't be so secretive, just say what you have to say."
Now, what can be called good news for him is that only the child Wu Jian has made a vessel that can purify Artemisia annua juice.
But the utensils were made of colored glass, and a piece of ordinary glass would cost a lot of money, not to mention that according to Wu Yao, those utensils were unique and rare.
Seeing that Hua Yi was not very interested, Manager Huang Zhang stopped trying to show off and smiled before saying anything.
"Master Hua, we in Daxing can make colored glaze ourselves. Just today, in front of the Xiyi Pavilion, Ning Shixian took the colored glaze made by Daxing royal family and smashed it in front of the Loulan ambassador. You don't know, that majestic Hey, Ning Shixian didn't mean to cause trouble, it was the Loulan people who asked for trouble..."
Manager Zhang excitedly described what happened in the Xiyi Pavilion in the city today.
He also heard it from other people's mouths. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, he spoke clearly and logically, especially the Loulan people's hateful threats, which eventually turned into flattery and pretending to be confused. When Manager Zhang talked about it, he always had a smile on his face. With a slightly mocking smile.
Hua Yi listened and watched, feeling as if he was in a dream.
It wasn't until Manager Zhang finished speaking that he took a long moment to accept the reality.
"Three days, it's only been three days, Wu Hao actually made the glass?"
It was really unbelievable. He had never even dared to think that such a thing would happen.
When Manager Zhang heard his question, he thought about the content of the person who said it and patted his forehead lightly.
"Look at my memory, it seems that it was because Ning Shixian didn't sleep for three days and three nights that she succeeded in firing it with the royal craftsmen. She even changed craftsmen several times. It's really admirable."
Three days and three nights without sleep?
When Hua Yi heard this, he stood up.
But because he had been sitting for a long time and standing too quickly, his eyes felt dizzy, and he sat back hastily, his body swaying.
Manager Zhang was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward and asked worriedly: "Master Hua, do you really not need to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look?"
"It's okay...ahem...it's caused by me being too worried recently. Taking medicine won't help, but after hearing your news, my illness should be cured soon without medicine, hahaha!"
Manager Zhang was relieved when he heard Hua Yi's brisk laughter.
He glanced at the sky outside and asked in a low voice: "Master Hua, what are you having for dinner?"
In the past three days, Hua Yi didn't think about eating, and he looked like he had lost weight.
Seeing Hua Yi's rare smile at this time, he should be able to eat.
"What to eat..."
Hua Yi was originally feeling so congested that he couldn't eat anything. But when he heard the good news, his nose seemed to smell the food he had eaten in Zhangjiazhuang.
The food cooked by the people in Huangzhuang is actually not unpalatable.
However, after eating the food cooked by Wu Yao himself, his taste has become more sophisticated. Now he heard the news about the success of making colored glaze, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"It's still early, just wait, maybe some good news will come."
good news?
Manager Zhang didn’t understand.
But he believes that since Master Hua said this, it makes sense.
Master Hua is a semi-immortal figure. At that time, he was still a bachelor. He was worried about not being able to get a wife and was rejected by his parents all day long. Fortunately, he met Master Hua, who showed him palmistry, gave him a horoscope, and said that he was a good match for marriage. Late bloomer.
His parents no longer forced him to marry a weak-minded girl in the village. When he was twenty-five years old, he met the female steward of the mulberry plantation in Huangzhuang, and they got married. It also allowed him to change from a person who might have been just a mud-legged person in his life. The son's identity became the steward who led the emperor's mission at the emperor's estate.
Even afterwards, Master Hua said that the matter was not entirely due to the physiognomy and fortune telling, but all to personal choice. However, it was precisely because of Master Hua that his parents no longer urged him to get married. Otherwise, he might have gotten married due to his old age. If you are out of filial piety, you will get married hastily. How can you have your current life and status?
"Master Hua, let me first count the gifts and put them in the warehouse. Then I will catch two cats to watch over the mice to prevent them from chewing up those precious copybooks."
"Go ahead."
Huayi people are in high spirits during happy events, their thin faces are full of smiles, and their tone and voice have returned to their former peace.
When Manager Zhang saw his change, he felt that the old Master Hua was back, and then he walked out of the house with peace of mind.
The oil lamp was lit, and darkness seemed to last only a moment.
There was thunder in the distance. Hua Yi stood up and looked toward the southwest. When he saw a bolt of lightning striking the sky over the capital, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.
When the light of lightning disappeared, he calmed down for a while, and the black shadow caused by the lightning gradually dissipated.
"I was so happy that I forgot that today is a thunderstorm day. I should let Lao Zhang cook early. I told Wu Wei and the others not to go out during the thunderstorm, but I still expected Wu Wei to bake the purified artemisia annua juice soon. Vessel, ask me to have a casual meal tonight."
I haven't slept for three days and three nights. I must be tired.
It is already difficult to turn decay into magic in such a short period of time. It is really embarrassing for him to think about purifying the vessel.
But.
Hua Yi always felt that Wu Hao could live up to his expectations.
"Let's get a divination."
He took out three copper coins from his arms and threw them on the table six times.
When I got the "Qian Gua", I smiled happily.
"Although it looks like a hidden dragon should not be used, things have been successful. It seems that this meal is worth waiting for me. Fortunately, this thunderstorm will not last long, so I will wait until the rain stops."
The words just fell.
Butler Zhang, who had just left, returned with a panicked expression on his face.
"Master Hua, no good, something happened!"
