Royal Road

After a day of exhaustion, the spirit is already exhausted, and the fever has not been cleaned up. After Liang Feng coaxed Liang Rong to sleep, he washed up early and went to bed. It may be that when I got home, I felt a little relaxed. I slept dimly. When I was awakened by the green bamboo, the sun was already westward. With a bit of joy on the face of the little maid, she leaned to the couch and said, "Lang Jun, the doctor is here!"

After a while, Liang Feng realized that it was probably the doctor Wang Wen had invited. This speed is fast enough, as soon as his front foot returned home, the opponent's back foot arrived. It can be seen that the name of the King of Jinyang deserves to be taken seriously by most people.

After thinking about it, Liang Feng didn't get up, put on his clothes and leaned on the head of the bed, and said: "Please come in."

Lu Zhu moved quickly, and after a while, an old man with white beard and hair followed her in. Seeing the incoming person, Liang Feng made the appearance of struggling to get up to greet him. The doctor Jiang was very cooperative and stepped forward and persuaded: "Liang Langjun doesn't have to get up, he's too busy to get up, and he can rest in peace."

Although his hair was all white, the doctor Jiang had a ruddy complexion and was full of energy. He couldn't see the way he was passing by, and he was much healthier than his sick child. Liang Feng smiled apologetically, and leaned on the Pingji on his side: "I have a few fevers along the way, and I am really weak. Please forgive me, Doctor Jiang."

I came back from illness, and of course it is impossible to show a spirited look in front of the doctor Wang Zhongzheng invited. The more Wang Wen feels that his life is imminent, the more he can win the favor of the other party. Liang Feng knew this well.

In this era, fever has always been a disease with a very high fatality rate. Hearing this, Doctor Jiang didn't dare to neglect, so he hurried forward and sat down on the bed with three fingers resting on Liang Feng's thin wrist. At this age, he was also a serious doctor from the Shaofu family, and the doctor Jiang’s ability to feel the pulse need not be mentioned. However, as soon as he took the pulse, his eyebrows wrinkled, he couldn't help but look up at Liang Feng's Yin Tang, and then changed his hand to continue cutting the pulse.

This performance is completely different from the previous Sun Yigong. Lu Zhu's face turned pale, and he looked at the old genius doctor nervously, for fear that he would give bad news.

After a while, Grand Doctor Jiang finally loosened Liang Feng's wrist, and said in deep thought: "Listening to Wang Zhongzheng, Liang Langjun suddenly became ill due to improper administration. I don't know which prescription for Hanshisan was taken? How long? Time to take one dose?"

Lv Zhu hurriedly replied: "It's Jin Yutang's powder. Lang Jun never abuses it and only uses it once every ten days. It is true that recently people often get typhoid fever. Lang Jun is worried, so he takes one more dose..."

Summer has always been a period of typhoid fever. It is now in spring, in order to prevent infection, taking some cold food powder is also due. Jin Yutang is a small and well-known pharmacy in Bingzhou. The Hanshisan it sells is even more popular with the children of the gentry. It has a decent compatibility and mild medicinal properties. If it is only taken once every ten days, it will not cause serious problems.

However, when he heard this answer, Doctor Jiang's expression became more solemn, and he seemed to be a little hesitant about how to say it. Upon seeing this, Liang Feng turned his head and said, "Green Bamboo, take some cold food and disperse it. Please check it by Doctor Jiang."

After dismissing the little maid, Liang Feng smiled faintly at the frowning old man in front of him: "Doctor Jiang, I have been sick for a few days and have not improved. There have been medical treatments before, but there is no law. I think it can be followed. If you accidentally eat arsenic, give it a try."

Doctor Jiang's beard-twisting movement suddenly stagnated, and he almost pulled off a few long beards. The Shaofu is an official office dedicated to the court. In order to prevent someone from murdering the heavenly family, the doctors in the Shaofu have far better research on various poisons than the world. With his experience, how could he fail to see that this was an emergency caused by poisoning. It's just a matter of yin, so if you speak out, I'm afraid it will cause suspicion. Now that Liang Feng said it by himself, his tight eyebrows were immediately released, and he couldn't help but glance at the young man in front of him.

He is more than ancient times, and he was born in Shaofu, and he has met many dignitaries. No matter how outstanding the appearance, how noble identity, when the dying illness, the life is in the day, those romantic temperament will dissipate and decadent, making people look hideous, hateful and hateful. However, the Liang Langjun in front of him was different. Knowing that he was poisonous, he did not affect his calm posture, so he only explained the matter after leaving the maid, and he was calm and calm.

With this kind of appearance, character, and grace, it is no wonder that Wang Zhongzheng will personally post and ask him to go to the clinic for treatment. There was a smile on his face. Doctor Jiang pressed on Liang Feng's viscera again with his hand, and then signaled the pulse for a while before he walked to the side of the book table, picked up a paper, brush, and started to write. After a while, the prescription was swept away.

At this time, Luzhu came back from the outside and found that the doctor Jiang had already started to write prescriptions, and he quickly passed the medicine packet he was holding: "Doctor Jiang, this is a powder taken by Lang Jun."

Doctor Jiang didn't look at the powder, nodded slightly, and handed over the prescription on the book: "According to this prescription, take it twice a day in the morning and evening, and drink it for ten days."

Unexpectedly, after just leaving for a while, the diagnosis was over. Luzhu was a little startled and took the prescription blankly. Grand Doctor Jiang ignored the little maid, and said to Liang Feng sternly: "The erysipelas has penetrated into the lungs, and it will take years to slowly recover if you want to cure it completely. Decoctions, acupuncture, and even medicinal baths will be tried one by one, Liang Lang You should make preparations in your heart."

Liang Feng naturally understood the sequelae of heavy metal poisoning in his heart. He nodded: "Lao Jiang is a doctor."

Seeing Liang Feng’s calm look, the doctor Jiang sighed inwardly again. After thinking about it, he wrote a prescription: “After a while, you will have some skin ulcers on your body. Here is a prescription to nourish your skin. With some wipes, it can alleviate the pain. As for acupuncture, the old man is old and his hands are a little unstable. When you finish taking the decoction in a few days, I will call the juniors in the family to give you the acupuncture."

Even the complications such as skin ulceration were taken care of one by one, and he promised that someone would come for follow-up visits. This doctor Jiang was meticulous. Liang Feng smiled and said: "There is a doctor Lao Jiang. I previously promised to send a letter to Wang Zhongzheng. I wonder if I can send the doctor Lao Jiang on his behalf."

This is also a reward. Doctor Jiang is so old that he can still be invited by Wang Wen to come for a doctor's appointment with a message, so his wealth is bound to be mediocre. Handing over the copied scriptures to him naturally also gave the Jiang family a chance to show up in front of Wang Wen. This is more precious than any thanks. The old doctor Jiang is so good, how can he not understand the truth, he smiled and promised: "Take care of yourself. However, Liang Langjun is unwell at this moment and should not be too tired."

"It's okay. Luzhu, take the doctor Jiang down to rest first."

After a few words of evasiveness, Liang Feng instructed people to take Doctor Jiang to rest. It takes time to write the "Diamond Sutra", and we must also work hard to recall the original text, for fear that it will take some effort. But these are all useful and can't be taken lightly.

Just as he was thinking, someone outside the door suddenly said: "Lord, Tian Binke is asking for a meeting."

Who is Tian Binke? Liang Feng didn't react for a while, but at this time, it's better not to show your timidity. Lying back on the bed, he nodded slightly and said, "Please come in."

In a short while, an old man wearing a thin Gedan Xu and a lun scarf on his head came in and bowed to Liang Feng as if: "I heard that the lord was sick, but he is still well? Alas, it's all old-fashioned. I didn't notice it, so that Diao Nuyan almost took advantage of it..."

Seeing the other person's face pretending to be guilty, Liang Feng remembered. This guy's name is Tian Chang, who is a guest of Liang's mansion. Ting Hou is qualified to recruit ministers. Unfortunately, Liang's Mansion is located in a remote area, and the two heads of the Patriarch have no official officials. The former Keqing just left, so there is only one guest left. He has been in the mansion for ten years. In the past few years, he managed various chores, much the same as the housekeepers of later generations. At the beginning, Liang Feng, the original master, was quite unhappy with this "veteran". Later, he reused Yan Sheng and gradually marginalized him.

Now that Yan Sheng is dead, this guest Tian has sprang out in such a big manner, and An De may not be kind.

Without showing any clues on Liang Feng's face, he sighed softly: "I also believed in the bad guy. Tian Binke, what's the situation in the house now?"

Tian Chang straightened up immediately: "The lord must call me to hang out, why should I look outside? The slaves were in charge of the internal affairs before, and all the workshops and households suffered greatly. The output of the fields has been reduced by more than half. The drought has been severe in the past two years, and there has been a scourge of soldiers and bandits. If we don’t take care of it, I’m afraid that the mansion will be unsuccessful next year.

The dignified marquis, the real seal of the hundred households, can't even survive, it sounds like a joke. Liang Feng didn't know how much water there was, but the original owner only took 20,000 yuan to go out. It was a certainty. The confidant who had followed for many years also turned to Li Lang, which proved that there was a problem with the roots of Liang's house.

Any decline cannot happen overnight. There is also a "good aunt" outside who is worried about her ancestral fortune. It is estimated that the Liang family is not really going to be exhausted. The biggest problem may still be the four words "bad management". If the owner doesn't care about it, he only knows to spend money, and there are spoilers and evil guests around to stir up the wind and water, it is reasonable to think more and more miserable.

Depressing a sneer in his heart, Liang Feng slowly nodded: "Unexpectedly, the mansion has fallen so badly that it should be properly reorganized. I have trouble getting the account book and the roster. I will take a look first before deciding what to do with it. ."

Hearing that he was about to pay the account book, Tian Chang immediately changed his face: "The lord of the land is seriously ill and has not healed. Why do you have to do these mundane tasks yourself?"

A fool is willing to pay the bill! Tian Shang didn't expect Liang Summit to say this at all. Isn't this kid a prodigal who doesn't ask about world affairs? What kind of quietness and inaction is what I like the most, that makes Yan Sheng's cunning boy get into the void. After a serious illness, why suddenly became concerned about these mundane things?

Liang Feng didn't answer the conversation, but instead said: "By the way, I was in danger outside the day before yesterday, and I promised to spare those who kill the bandits the Tian Fu. Luzhu, go and call Aliang. And those Jie people, let them one. And come here."

Liang Feng had only one night after returning home. Although Tian Chang vaguely inquired about their distress on the way, the specific details are still unclear. Suddenly hearing this, I was taken aback. Eliminate Tian Fu? What is this for? When he was hesitant, Luzhu had already walked out the door and ordered his servants.

Liang Feng smiled at him slightly: "Gong Chue, anyway, waiting for nothing, you might as well go sit in the hall and have some tea and rice. It just so happened to tell me how many fields and craftsmen there are in the house."

There was something in his words that couldn't be denied. Tian Chang looked at the pale and handsome face and suddenly felt that he was a little too reckless in coming today.

The author has something to say: In the Western Han Dynasty, Taichang and Shaofu had imperial physician orders and imperial physicians. Those who are too ordinary, treat diseases for hundreds of officials; those who belong to Shaofu, treat diseases for the court.