Doctors in the late Ming Dynasty

Zhang Jiebin finished speaking, and before the little Taoist priest came forward, he began to talk about the basis: "Your eyelids are dark, your cheeks are gray-brown, and your middle body is dull and lusterless. The images and numbers are related to each other, and then there are fortunes, and fortunes are known by fortunes."

"Occupying means sexual intercourse, and you, a Taoist priest, are engaging in sexual intercourse. Isn't it ridiculous? Let me ask you, are you seizing your beloved, or are you going in and out of the alley of fireworks?"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately in an uproar, especially those who came with the lady to burn incense and make wishes, and even attracted the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest quickly judged: "That kid is talking nonsense and tainting my innocence."

"Whether your innocence has been stained or not, we will tell you after you go to a medical clinic to argue." Zhang Jiebin casually gave a solution.

Several people dragged the little Taoist priest to the Chaoyangmenwai Street Medical Center, which was called Xinglinzhiguang.

Someone had already run to notify the doctor sitting in the hall. When everyone pushed and pulled the little Taoist priest to the light of the apricot forest, the doctor was not in a hurry to feel the pulse. He looked at the little Taoist priest carefully and nodded secretly. Without taking the pulse, he just asked the little Taoist priest: "

Have you recently experienced chills, cold limbs, dizziness, tinnitus, frequent urination, soreness in your waist and knees, and mental fatigue?"

The little Taoist priest first said he was surprised, and then denied it: "No, it's none of what you said."

The doctor did not continue to ask, but instead chatted with him about the recent fasting festival: "You must have been busy preparing for the fasting festival recently, right? Don't worry, my surname is Shen. I studied under Li Zhi and went to Longhu Mountain to practice Taoism for several years.

, later returned to secular life and married a wife, and now he is still a Taoist layman!"

Everyone was clamoring to ask whether the doctor had raped his wife and daughter. Doctor Shen banged the table and cursed: "This is a medical clinic. It only has doctors and patients. It's not a lobby. How can I give you a reason to resolve the case? If you keep shouting, you will be kicked out of the medical clinic."

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Everyone reluctantly closed their mouths. Zhang Jiebin was not in a hurry, and just listened to the two of them talking about Taoism and scriptures. After a while, Doctor Shen seemed to think of something, slapped his forehead and said regretfully: "Look at me.

, I tend to be chatty as I get older, and I forget that I am here to treat you. Alas, let me feel Brother Tao's pulse."

The little Taoist priest no longer panicked. He trusted Doctor Shen who spoke for him and reached out his hand obediently.

Dr. Shen ordered the little Taoist priest to wait for half a cup of tea before he asked the little Taoist to change his hand and called for another half a cup of tea. Only then did the little Taoist take back his hand, looked at the tongue coating again, and then said: "Your pulse is thin and weak, especially

The left ruler is thin. The left ruler is thin, and the main symptoms are dysentery and spermatorrhea. The tongue is light and tender purple, and the tongue coating is thin and white. Looking at the face again, I conclude that you have worked hard during intercourse and damaged the kidneys."

The little Taoist priest immediately denied: "I didn't, you are talking nonsense."

Zhang Jiebin spoke up at this time: "All the evidence is clear, how dare you deny it? I have heard that there are many gods in Dongyue Temple, do you want to arrest you for the first time?"

The people who brought him here were furious when they heard that, and one of them shouted: "Beat this beast to death."

Several people rushed forward and started punching and kicking them. The little Taoist priest quickly begged for mercy: "Doctor, help me, help me!"

Doctor Shen stepped forward, and everyone stopped. The little Taoist priest held his head and complained of pain, and stammered gratitude: "Thank you... thank you... doctor... for talking about incense..."

Before the little Taoist priest finished speaking, he saw Doctor Shen kicking him away and rolling him a few steps away. Only then did he hear him yelling: "Talk about nonsense about incense and fire. You are dressed like beasts. I'll beat one of them when I see them. What the hell?"

It ruins the reputation of my Taoist family."

Zhang Jiebin saw that everyone was going to fight again, so he quickly advised: "Don't beat him to death. If you are going to face a lawsuit, it is better to send him to Dongyue Temple and leave it to the abbot."

After being punched and kicked by everyone, they were sent to the temple. Zhang Jiebin quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Doctor Shen, for speaking impartially."

Doctor Shen asked curiously: "Is this little brother also a member of the Taoist sect?"

"No, it's just a rough understanding of elephant numbers." Zhang Jiebin explained.

"It's not simple, it's not simple. I just couldn't learn these things back then, and I only learned the simplest medical skills." Dr. Shen sighed.

"I dare to let the elders know that I also use medical skills to support the number of phenomena. It is considered opportunistic! I use the four diagnosis methods to support the sixty-four hexagrams, and use personal temperament to predict the future. It does not determine wealth, but only good and bad luck. Only in this way can I enter the image.

The Gate of Numbers." Zhang Jiebin came one by one.

"Uh, this is not a Taoist dharma. Who taught it?" Doctor Shen asked.

"My teacher is self-taught, and he is very innovative, and he taught me the same thing." Zhang Jiebin was quite proud when he mentioned his teachers. Although he worshiped three people as his teachers, he only called one his teacher.

After bidding farewell to Dr. Shen, Zhang Jiebin returned to the stall and continued to shout: "Dear young and old men, uncles and lords, I just did a casual calculation. Guess what? I actually found out the sanctimonious little thief. For just one penny, I can

Determining good or bad luck, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world? It’s just for today, and we won’t wait until the expiration date.”

The people who had watched earlier rushed forward, and Zhang Jiebin had to say: "I have something to say first. The accuracy of the blunt words I am going to make now is only 40%. The accuracy of the combination of ginseng and zodiac signs like the one just now is high, and the price is 100%."

Two grains of silver. Of course, no matter whether it is a penny or a tael, it is not allowed to be paid without payment. Now let’s speak frankly, everyone should line up and come one by one.”

After everyone lined up, Zhang Jiebin counted them one by one. There was nothing he could do about it. He took advantage of the opportunity to flatter the little Taoist priest, grabbed his hands and felt his pulse, then induced him to speak, and looked at his tongue coating. Combined with his facial complexion

, walking posture, etc. can determine the cause of the little Taoist priest's kidney deficiency, and use this to interpret the evil hexagram, and then the truth will be revealed.

As for other people, good and bad fortunes should be equally divided. Based on the formula and observation of each person, we can roughly infer their character and prescribe the right medicine. The accuracy rate is about 60%, but he makes a lot of money.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jiebin saw fifteen people and got ten cents.

Feeling that this speed was not enough, based on the experience of more than a dozen people, he started to take a more bold approach, directly cutting off the iron mouth. One person could only take more than ten breaths. Another half an hour passed. He saw seventy people and got thirty coins.

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After working hard for another two hours, he got 120 coins, and then he called it a day. After sorting out what he had gained overnight, he got 152 coins, and adding his own seven coins, he had 159 coins.

Zhang Jiebin proudly said to several junior brothers: "What, are you convinced? Senior brothers can make money without relying on family, how fast is the money coming in?"

Wang feeds the horse and Le Ping'an. Liu Yaowen has long been convinced. Le Ping'an admires him and says: "Brother, why don't you accept me as your disciple? With this skill, why should I learn the art of war?"

The other two were also envious, but had not changed their original intention. Wang Weima muttered: "You are so spineless. You will change as soon as you ask. Then I will be your junior uncle from now on. Call me uncle."

When Le Ping'an heard this, he immediately became unhappy and stopped mentioning the matter of apprenticeship and learning.

Liu Yaowen asked: "Brother, how can you tell fortunes and be so accurate? I think many people don't pay, otherwise it would be more than that!"

Zhang Jiebin laughed and said: "If it is not effective, why can the hexagram practitioners continue to pass it on for thousands of years?"

When the three of them heard this, they all said in unison: "Brother, please give me some advice!"

"It's a long story. My teacher's surname is Zhou. I am proficient in hundreds of schools of thought. Regardless of all kinds of knowledge, as long as it is of some use, I must study its origin deeply. Mr. Zhou once used Chinese calculations to measure the occupation of the Western Regions in order to understand the Chinese and Western. He was deeply influenced by it.

Next, I will learn to use A to test B..." Zhang Jiebin said that he was in high spirits and he was very willing to share what happened between him and the teacher.

"I don't understand. Brother, can you make it simpler? I'm too stupid." Wang Xima said in a roundabout way.

When Zhang Jiebin was interrupted, he became angry and shouted: "In a nutshell, the teacher's teachings helped me learn to use medical evidence to support phenomena."

"What is medical evidence?" Lepingan asked weakly.

Zhang Jiebin slapped his forehead and shouted: "Oh my god, you don't know anything, what can I say? I can't explain, so I won't say anything."

"Senior brother..." Liu Yaowen called out, but nothing happened for a long time.

Zhang Jiebin looked at him, and Le Pingan added: "Brother Liu means that he also wants to know, and I hope senior brother can explain it."

"Oh, what a sin, how could I deal with you guys? I really don't know how you got here all these years. Have you never studied?" Zhang Jiebin said depressedly.

When Liu Yaowen heard this, his eyes turned red. Le Ping'an glared and pulled Liu Yaowen away.

Wang Weima followed him for a few steps. Seeing that Zhang Jiebin was at a loss, he turned back and said, "Social studies are in ruins. The teacher is teaching randomly, so we can only make do with it. We can't go to other schools, and we also want to study. There is no way."

You’ve read the book, do you know?”

Of the 20 million young people, only one million of them are accepted by the Confucian system. In addition, tens of thousands are admitted to medicine, tens of thousands to Yin-Yang, hundreds of thousands to health, thousands to martial arts, and tens of thousands to Buddhism and Taoism.

Thousands of people. The rest falls on the shoulders of elementary schools represented by sociology.

Social studies have been running for two hundred years, but many of them have been abandoned. The private schools that replaced social studies have also selected top students, leaving most people unable to study. However, the Yin Yang Buddhism and Taoism of medical soldiers have attracted too few people.

The only way out for most people.

Baijia can teach people how to read and write, but Baigong can't and can only teach people one skill.

After Zhang Jiebin figured it out, he followed him, apologized, and began to explain seriously: "That little Taoist priest, when I was talking to him, I took the pulse of his hands, looked at the coating of his tongue while he was talking, and then

Notice his complexion, and then know that he indulges in excessive sex. As for the number of signs, I first distinguish good and bad, then size, urgency, and solution. This is derived from medical syndrome differentiation. Yes, I use medicine combined with signs.

Counting them determines good or bad luck."

"Is this okay? Are all the half-immortals on the street liars?" Wang Weima said in disbelief.

Zhang Jiebin shook his head and said with great regret: "What I used was a heretic. I heard that Taoism has the right way. I met a wandering Taoist a few days ago, but because of the story I told about Journey to the West, he went to study the Conferred Gods.

The story was gone, so I didn’t have time to learn his skills from him.”

"Why do you occupy so many teachers by yourself?" Wang Weima asked.

"Why not leave one for my brother?" Liu Yaowen said.

"Fortunately, the Taoist is gone!" Le Ping'an said happily.