Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 87

The next day, the sky cleared early, the mist along the river was parted by the spring breeze, and the vision was clear.

"It's a pity that both of you and I have official duties, otherwise I really want to chat with Mr. for a few more days."

There was a lot of regret in Gu An's words.

On the contrary, Wu Yi took it very openly. He has been separated from others for so many years, and he has long been used to the taste of parting.

"We will meet again if we are destined, maybe the next time we meet will be in Chang'an." He joked.

Of course, Gu An knows that this ideal is not realistic, but he is still very optimistic: "I don't want to pick Chang'an flowers, but I want to be as clean as the water of the Yangtze River. I hope that when I meet my husband next time, Gu can become a Qingqing in the mouths of the people. If you are a good official in vain, this trip will not be in vain."

After finishing speaking, he boarded the boat and waved to him.

Wu Yi looked at his back that was getting farther and smaller, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Most of these county magistrates were born in imperial examinations, Jinshi and rank, and they should have a bright future.

It's just that there are also some unsatisfactory people among the proud sons of heaven, and they are often assigned to these small places far away from the emperor. Once they stay, they may be for a lifetime.

Among them, there are also some promising people who will last forever, but their situation at this moment is far from being covered by the understatement of later generations.

Many more people, like the young county magistrate in front of me, spent their entire lives struggling, but in the end they did not leave any trace of a word in the long scroll of history.

And what supports them to continue to move forward tenaciously in the frozen and snow-covered official career is only the uncooled blood in their chests and the unshakable ambition of "benefiting the world" from their shoulders.

The cold spring breeze blows across the face, icicles like ox hair prick the person's face thinly.

Wu Yi withdrew his gaze from a distance, and silently wished this county magistrate with a clean sleeve and a clean suit from the bottom of his heart.

May you never give up the ice and snow, as always.

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After seeing off Gu An, Wu Yicai checked his luggage, bid farewell to the boatman, and slowly found a medical school in Yuzhou City.

As usual, the official school of medicine in Yuzhou City is located in the south of the city. A small courtyard that enters and exits frequently, a half-decayed ancient tree, and a large plaque with crooked and mottled writing are placed on it, and it is considered a serious school.

Under the slanted bamboo curtains, there were faint sounds of reading books.

"In the past, the Yellow Emperor was born as a god, weak and able to speak, young and sloppy, long and sensitive, mature and ascended to the sky..."

What I read was the opening chapter of "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic", "Plain Questions".

Wu Yi shook his head subconsciously. Even Yuanzhou's official school would not be so ruined. How come Yuzhou, which is located on the bank of the Yangtze River, has the official school in such a poor state?

Hearing the rustling footsteps at the door, a young man dressed in the uniform of a teaching assistant slowly walked out of the door. His eyebrows and eyes were like a pair of swords, with sharp blades hanging on the brows, and a sharp light shone from his eyes.

"Your Excellency is..."

Wu Yi hurriedly took out the official document: "I am Wu Yi, a new medical assistant, may I ask if you are a medical assistant of Yuzhou government school?"

The young man was slightly startled: "It turns out that your Excellency is the famous Mr. Wu, whom I have admired for a long time."

This time, Wu Yi was at a loss as to when his "fame" would spread to Yuzhou City thousands of miles away.

"I'm Xu Jie, the medical assistant here." The young man briefly introduced himself, seeing that Wu Yi was still dazed, he couldn't help but put a smile on his face.

"The story of Mr. Wu taking his son by caesarean section and bravely saving the princess has long been spread all over the world. Now in the apricot altar, who doesn't know the name of Wu Yi in internal medicine?"

Wu Yi couldn't help sweating from the corner of his forehead: "This matter all depends on the good work of Zheng Yun and Dr. Shen Hanshan, and the discussion is nothing but a false name."

While the two were talking, a few young boys walked out of the hall in twos and threes, and bowed to Xu Jie to salute: "Sir, the students are going home first."

Xu Jie put away the slight smile on his face, and nodded solemnly: "Go."

After the few students left, Wu Yi asked the doubt in his heart: "It's not until noon, why is it time for school to end?"

Xu Jie watched the backs of these students gradually going away, and sighed deeply.

"Sir, I don't know that the Xiao family army is now stationed in Yuzhou, disturbing the people and putting everyone in danger. If these students leave school later, I'm afraid that they will meet with robbers and lose their lives in vain."

Wu Yisi thought about the situation last night, and then he became more and more aware of the seriousness of the situation. The students could not go to school, the inn dared not open the door, and the people were panic-stricken. How can we go on with this day?

While the two were talking, they had already passed through the hall and walked to the small courtyard behind the official school.

There were a few dilapidated huts inside, and as soon as the door was opened to enter, the papery windows could be heard rustling by the cold wind, and the vain sunlight broke through the cracks in the wall and shone on Xu Jie's house. Zhang helpless face.

"Yuzhou is naturally not as prosperous as Chang'an. Only Mr. Wrong can stay here for a few days, and I will send someone to repair it."

This scene is quite similar to the small and shabby courtyard in Yuanzhou City.

Wu Yi was not a pampered noble son. Although he lived in Chang'an for a few years without worrying about food and clothing, he did not forget the hardships of Yuanzhou City's not sheltered from the wind. Compared with the two, this place is not particularly dilapidated.

Xu Jie looked at Wu Yi's expression coldly, seeing that he didn't show a particularly disgusted or wronged expression, so he had a three-point estimate in his heart.

He originally thought that this little gentleman from Chang'an was a noble man who could not bear hardships, so he specially brought out this most dilapidated house to him, in order to kill his vigor.

Unexpectedly, this person has a calm appearance of Ze Anzhi since he came here, so that he doubts whether he is using the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman.

Wu Yi looked around for a moment, wiped off the dust on the table with a handkerchief, and then put aside the salute.

"I'll trouble you, sir." Wu Yi didn't get too entangled in this matter, but thought of another thing, "Before I came, I heard that there was Dr. Li Boting Li who was in charge of the medical officers here, why is he missing now? traces of his old gentleman."

When this matter was mentioned, Xu Jie couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"It's a long story."

Wu Yi was somewhat interested: "What happened?"

"Do you still remember the rebel army, the Xiao family army?"

Only then did Xu Jie pour out the matter one by one.

It turned out that Xiao Yuexian, the leader of the Xiao family army, Maozitou in the common people's mouth, was not a rough man, but a woman who was nearly a hundred years old.This old woman is now old, and she no longer has the valiant and heroic appearance she had when she went to battle. She has long since retired behind the scenes, and passed the power to her two grandchildren, Xiao Yi and Xiao Yong.

And this old lady, who has spanned several dynasties, finally could not bear the torment of illness, and lowered her head that she had refused to bend for decades to aging and disease.

But her two grandsons knew very well that her grandmother, as the daughter of Xiao Mian and the leader of the rebel army, even if she no longer holds military power, she must not fall down at this juncture.

So this group of Maozi who has always been rampant and reckless did a ridiculous thing.

They "invited" all the slightly famous doctors in Yuzhou to the village.

Old Dr. Li Boting was originally an old imperial physician who retired from the imperial medical office. He returned to his hometown in fine clothes, and hadn't had a few months of peaceful life before he was kidnapped by a group of soldiers and taken to Xiao's village.

You must know that in this era of respecting culture and respecting etiquette, even if the local armed forces want to rebel, they will generally not attack these cultural people who are ready to criticize at every turn, let alone a doctor and teacher who is highly regarded by the local people. Dear old doctor.

It's no wonder that Yuzhou City has been disturbed, and even the highly respected Dr. Li Boting was brutally robbed. Is there anything these morons can't do?

"Sir is famous all over the world now, so you have to be careful about your own safety." Xu Jie finally said slowly.

"Many acts of unrighteousness will result in self-death." Hearing this, Wu Yi spat out a few words coldly.

Xu Jie's eyes turned cold: "We have to wait."

Wu Yi heard that there was something in his words, and he couldn't help being puzzled: "Mao Zi is so rampant, is there nothing the government can do?"

As soon as the words came out, I regretted my slip of the tongue.

Not long after he returned from the front line of Silla, he already had a new and profound understanding of this seemingly powerful country.

Nowadays, wars are constantly raging on the borders of the country, and gunpowder is everywhere. The Turks, who are gaining momentum, and Silla, who are stalking, have made this huge dynasty feel pressured by enemies.Years of famine also severely damaged the exhausted military and civilians, making Tang Jun very vulnerable to follow-up.

Under such a situation of worrying both internally and externally, a Xiao family army who only caused chaos in the middle of Shu naturally couldn't get Tang Jun's attention.

Therefore, Xu Jie's insinuation was not without reason.

Right now, there seems to be no other way but to wait.

-

Xu Jie was briefly explaining to Wu Yi about many matters of the official school, when he heard a commotion outside.

"Hush..." He signaled Wu Yi to keep silent, "I'll go out and have a look first."

Wu Yi nodded, took out a sharp lancet from his medicine box, and wore it close to his body in case of emergency.

"Mr. Xu, tell me, is my wife pregnant with a ghost?"

"Nonsense, I just worshiped the Bodhisattva from Wuzhang Temple, how could I be pregnant with a ghost?"

From the front yard came the sound of a young couple arguing.

ulterior motive?

Wu Yi pressed the lancet in his hand and walked out slowly.