Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 35

Li Jing was kneeling upright in front of the Taiping. Even a year older person could look taller than before while kneeling. The only thing that remained the same was the straight back and the eyes that tried to look up.

His eyes gleaming with tears were tightly attached to Wu Yi in front of him, his eyes as crystal as ice flashed across the fire, and countless tears overflowed in an instant.

Wu Yi's heart twitched. He had been away from Li Jing for more than a year, and before he had time to ask "what's the matter", he was interrupted by Taiping's curious "so you know each other?"

Taiping didn't say anything to make Li Jing get up, he could only kneel obediently as before, trying to swallow the sobs back to his stomach.

"Princess Hui, brother Wu Yi and I are old acquaintances of Yuan Zhou."

"Don't call me princess!" Taiping sighed maturely, and patted him on the shoulder, "How many times have I told you to call me Maomao."

If it wasn't for Li Jing still kneeling on the ground with teary eyes, Wu Yi would have been amused by this grown-up princess long ago.

But looking at Li Jing's pitiful appearance of being bullied, a small opening seemed to be cut in his heart suddenly, and the tears in the little guy's eyes, which dare not roll down, seemed to seep in along this opening , Flowing into the bottom of his heart little by little.

There is also a distinction between playmates, the jewel in the palm of the empress and the son of a fallen place are naturally very different in status.

After all, Li Jing is also the heir of the royal family, his father Li Sujie has always been hard-hearted and soft-hearted and dotes on his son, the little guy has never tasted the feeling of being inferior.

Tai Ping Zuo is only a six-year-old child, and the bad roots of adults have not yet developed, but there is indeed a little bit of playfulness that children should have.Even if the two of them were having a fight, Li Jing could only let her bully her. This grievance was held in her heart, and she cried secretly for many times.

"Get up." Taiping took Li Jing's lowered hand, took out another fruit from his bosom, and forced it into his hand.

Li Jing bowed his head and replied "Thank you, Your Highness", held the fruit in his palm, and staggered up from the ground.

Wu Yi hurriedly reached out to catch him, but the little guy moved away a step, his teardrop eyelashes drooped, as if he didn't see Wu Yi.

Wu Yi was almost taken aback. When Li Jing was in Yuanzhou City, he hugged Li Jing's thigh tightly every day and never let go. Children have a great forgetfulness. Could it be possible to forget him completely in a year?

But after Taiping played around for a while, she was so tired that she yawned and her eyelids drooped. The nursing mother who was waiting for her from afar hurried over and took her to the bedroom to take a nap.

There were two people left, one big and one small, blowing cold wind at the gate of the palace with staring eyes.

It was just the beginning of spring, and Li Jing was wearing a thin, dark red, half-worn jacket. He had rubbed enough mud and dust under the stone lion, and the mud was scratched left and right on his fair little face, like a little mud cat. .

Wu Yi took a closer look, he grew taller, and gradually stretched out, a pair of shoulders stretched out in a straight posture, thinking that in a few years, he will grow into a tall and straight, elegant and suave young man .

"Brother Yi..."

It was Li Jing who spoke first, and a pair of dark eyes finally lifted up, looking at Wu Yi half wronged and half happy, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Are you recovering from your illness?"

After all, he was one year older, so he had a little bit of eyesight, and he couldn't be fooled by the tricky jokes in that suit. He knew that Wu Yi had a serious illness at that time, and almost died.

Wu Yi didn't expect that the child's first sentence was to care about his body, and the insecurity in his heart was melted away by just a few words of concern.

"I'm much better, how about you?"

He licked and licked the little guy's head as usual, and took off a leaf that flew from nowhere on top of his head: "Why did you come to Chang'an, and you didn't let your father write to me."

Li Jing was still looking like a serious adult, but when he heard this, the circles of his eyes immediately turned red.

"Father wrote many...many letters. I went to the post station every month, and they all said that there was no letter from Chang'an..."

After crying, he cried back his year's progress: "You also stole my "Shan Hai Jing" and didn't return it to me, and you didn't even return a single letter to us..."

Li Jing's precious "Shan Hai Jing" is now under Wu Yi's pillow. The pillow bought by the government school is thin, and he thinks it is not high enough.

Wu Yi touched his nose subconsciously, but he didn't expect the child to remember this.

"You're lying to me! You're lying to my parents!" Xiao Baozi has completely evolved into fried buns, just like a ball of mustard pancakes that her mother rolled over in the oil pan, only two particles of oil were splashed, a pair of cheeks It was chubby, full of grievances!

Seeing his posture of about to scramble and roll, Wu Yi was relieved a lot in his heart, Cheng Huan was already at an age where he should play and laugh, so it was really wronged to have him detained in the palace.

"I have written letters to your family every month, but except for the first letter, I have not received any letter from your family." Wu Yi briefly mentioned the matter.

After all, in this era of extremely underdeveloped communication, it is not so easy for a solemnly written letter to be delivered to the other party.

The flying pigeon carrying the letter was taken away, or the letter horse running errands broke its leg, or even the courier was blocked and robbed. These are all anecdotes that people often talk about after dinner. Things that are complained about every day.

It's just that all the letters and correspondences in the past year have "coincidentally" been lost, and the key to it is very intriguing.

He didn't plan to tell the young Li Jing what he said, and he might have to visit Dr. Zhang to find out what was hidden in the matter.

Seeing that Li Jing's eyes were ignorant, and his hearing sounded half-believing, Wu Yi quickly changed the subject: "Since you are here, the "Shan Hai Jing" should also be returned to its original owner."

When Li Jing, who was still in the fog, heard this, he immediately threw away all the letters and confessions, cheered, and quickly reached a settlement with Wu Yi.

"Then return the book to me, okay? I know a lot of characters." He held Wu Yi's hand tightly as if he was in the city of Yuanzhou.

After hiding in the cold wind for a while, Li Jing's little hands were as cold as lumps of ice. Wu Yi held his hand half distressed and half funny, and warmed him up with his palm. reconciled.

"Let's go."

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Li Jing played together in the student's residence for a long time, and waited for the mother who took care of him to come to pick him up in a hurry, and then left Wu Yi reluctantly holding the "Shan Hai Jing" that had long been worn out and turned yellow.

After he was taken away by the nurse, Yan Ming rushed into Wu Yi's door in a hurry.

"Why did you come back at this hour? Do you know that I haven't slept all night, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to get out after entering that door!"

Wu Yi knew that this night made him anxious, and he also felt a little guilty: "Dr. Shen asked me to drink, and I passed out with him before I knew it."

Only then did Yan Ming heave a sigh of relief, and looked at the back of Li Jing's leaving from a distance through the window that was parted by a line: "Who is this child? I have never seen it among the princes and sons."

Li Su has been away for many years, and even Li Jing has never lived in the palace of Chang'an. Of course, Yan Ming doesn't know this emperor's grandson living among the people.

Wu Yi slowly poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea to soothe the hangover, and poured it all at once, only to feel that his throat that had been scalded by charcoal fire yesterday was slightly moistened.

"His name is Li Jing, and he is the eldest son of the Fourth Highness."

Yan Ming turned upside down the complicated genealogy of the royal family in his mind, and only then did he find such a person.

"It turned out to be the son of Li Sujie, the king of Poyang County." He said very rudely, "I heard that Princess Taiping's companion, Dai Xiao, chose another child of the royal family and nobles to come, but I didn't expect it to be him."

After all, I also felt strange: "The princess's companions have always chosen sensible girls from the upper class. Why did the Empress choose a little boy this time?"

Wu Yidan drank tea with a smile, a warm stream poured down his throat, but his heart gradually became cold.

Li Sujie was left outside, but his eldest son was detained in Chang'an. One can imagine his intention.

When something like this happened, he didn't even receive any ear report. It was unknown whether Dr. Zhang was too busy to remember such a trivial matter, or someone was obstructing it and deliberately concealed it.

He thought for a moment and put down the cup in his hand.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yan Ming asked quickly.

"Go see Dr. Zhang."

He tidied up his appearance a bit, he just woke up from a hangover, his eyes were flushed with drunkenness, and against his porcelain white skin, he seemed a little drunk.

Yan Ming was dumbfounded, and just swallowed a mouthful of saliva to recover, he had already reached the threshold.

"Don't worry." He hastily grabbed Wu Yi's sleeve, "I heard that Xu Ziwen and Wu Xu happened to be visiting Zhang's mansion today. I know that you and Dr. Zhang have always been on good terms, so there is no need to collide at this time. .”

Although his thoughts are rough, his ear reports are fast, Wu Yi thought about it, and it was the same reason.

Although he is no longer a student of Zhang Qiren's sect, he will never forget the kindness of his promotion and rescue several times. Even if there is no such thing as Li Jing, he has to pay a visit before the Lantern Festival.

It's just that Xu Ziwen and Wu Xu are now the students who are taught by Dr. Zhang, the eight classics of Zheng'er, and it's time for him to invite them for two days to see them.

He paused, Yan Ming was always thinking of him, and he hadn't asked him a single word, which was really rude.

"I wonder if Brother Yan has visited Dr. Chen?"

Yan Ming worried all night, how could he have the time, and was afraid that Wu Yi would blame himself, so he just laughed "Hi" and said, "It's not too late to go after the things are packed, this house will be accumulated if no one lives in it for ten days and half a month." When the dust falls, I'd better sweep the snow in front of the door first!"

This indiscriminately used saying can be regarded as amused by Wu Yi, and he temporarily let go of the intricate and unwoven things in his mind.

"Then let's clean the house first."