Doctors in the late Ming Dynasty

The old man and Tang Xianzu came to the left gate of Chang'an, asked him to check the dental plaque and door registration as usual, and then walked in.

Tang Xianzu was not a Beijing official, nor was he a native of Beijing, so he had no right to enter the palace to attend court. He could only wait outside the palace gate, but within a quarter of an hour, hundreds of officials entered one after another, and the number of people gradually decreased.

At this time, a voice came: "Brother Chang Geng, Meng Shi, you two are waiting for news here. I want to go to the palace to pay homage. I will find out when I see Mr. Tan."

"Then it's Lao Ruyuan." Jin Ying cupped his hands and said.

"Brother Ruyuan, I leave the matter of the dog to you." Zhang Shoufeng bowed and solemnly asked.

"You two, please relax. Mr. Tan is a very kind man, how can he embarrass a childish child?" Xu Chunfu laughed and entered the left gate of Chang'an.

When Tang Xianzu heard the name of Mr. Tan, he paid attention to it. When he saw it mentioned again, he was undoubtedly referring to Mr. Tan. This time he had nothing to do, so he took the initiative to make friends with him.

"Student Tang Xianzu of Linchuan has met these two gentlemen. I don't know how to call them?"

Jin Ying replied: "I dare not call you brother. I am a gentleman in Shi Rentang. My surname is Jin and my first name is Ying. You can just call me Jin Ying."

"Brother Jin, my courtesy name is Yi still, you can call me Yi still." Tang Xianzu greeted him again.

"My surname is Zhang Shoufeng, and my given name is Changgeng. I am now making a living in Dingxihou Mansion." Zhang Shoufeng continued to introduce.

"Brother Chang Geng, it's a pleasure to meet you!" After Tang Xianzu saluted, he remembered what he had just heard and knew that Jin Ying's name was Mengshi, so he raised his hand to Jin Ying again and said: "I guess Mengshi is Brother Jin's cousin's name, right?"

Seeing Jin Ying nodding in agreement, he looked at Zhang Shoufeng and asked what was on his mind: "I just heard Brother Chang Geng mention your son. I don't know why?"

"Quuzi is ignorant. Yesterday he broke into Qintian Prison without permission and was arrested and imprisoned by the Ministry of War. This time, we have to rely on Brother Ru Yuan to report the truth to Grand Sima Tan so that Quanzi can avoid unnecessary disaster."

Zhang Shoufeng was still a little worried. He couldn't feel relieved when he didn't see anyone coming out.

Tang Xianzu's expression changed and he asked: "I wonder where your son is being imprisoned?"

"The Ministry of War cell." Zhang Shoufeng said.

"Young Master Gui Geng? How tall are you, what are your characteristics, and what clothes are you wearing?" Tang Xianzu asked in one breath.

Zhang Shoufeng was puzzled, but he still said: "He is fourteen years old. He is about seven feet tall. He is wearing a Su's straight train. He always likes to run around. His clothes are cut and tight, just like military uniforms."

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Tang Xianzu was already seventy percent sure, and finally confirmed: "Do you like your master to drink?"

Zhang Shoufeng shook his head and affirmed: "I have never drunk alcohol, so I usually ask him to take a sip, but he refuses to die."

Hearing this, Tang Xianzu shook his head and apologized: "Yesterday night, I saw an old man and a young man as guests at the Ministry of War... um... The young man was a good drinker, and the others were dressed like a son." I originally wanted to say it was in the cell of the Ministry of War.

But the scene didn’t look like it, so I had to change my words.

Zhang Shoufeng heard that they were young and old, and they were guests at the Ministry of War. They were obviously not Zhang Jiebin, so they just thought they were just another young martial arts practitioner and didn't care.

The three of them all arrived early in the morning. Without breakfast, they went to Qipan Street outside the palace gate to eat Beijing snacks.

It's still early at this time. It's not yet three o'clock in the morning, but there are no officials entering the court. If you go in at this time, you will definitely be late.

There are already a lot of people in Qipan Street, most of them are officials, and there are also the imperial guards who patrolled the dynasty in the early days. More than a thousand people are scattered inside and outside the Nine Gates. Of course, members of the Bingma Division are indispensable, but Qipan Street is a place where the Bingma Division does not care, and it happens to be in the capital.

The middle line, outside the imperial city gate, is at the junction of Wanping and Daxing counties, with the east and west central government offices as its back, and a lively market spontaneously formed.

Jin Ying was from the capital and knew both the inner and outer cities well. He said to the two of them: "Today, Prime Minister Zhang is planning for the overall situation, and the Japanese dynasty will be changed to the 369 dynasty. Do you know what everyone thinks about it?"

"Oh? Why don't we just reduce the number of days by twenty? Of course the officials will be happy, but these traders will have to scold Prime Minister Zhang." Zhang Shoufeng said.

The hawker who served the ladle personally brought them the bean juice. Hearing this, he interrupted and said, "My guest is not aware of this. Since the advent of the Three Six and Nine Dynasties, our Qipan Street has become more lively in the past five years. I don't know why."

After hearing what the vendor said, Tang Xianzu and Zhang Shoufeng looked at each other, obviously not understanding why.

Jin Ying laughed and said: "Master in charge of the spoon, if I tell you clearly, can you save my three brothers from this meal?"

"If you can really explain it clearly, I'll treat you to this meal so that I can show off to other guests in the future!" The man in charge said with a smile.

"Okay, go and do your work, and listen carefully." Jin Ying raised his voice so that the hawker who was busy a few steps away could hear clearly.

"Daily attendance at court was determined by Taizu of the current dynasty. It was fine at first. By the Xuande period, the number of people who had lost their dynasties was as high as more than 500. During the Chenghua period, the number increased to more than 1,000 people, accounting for half of the officials. After that, the situation in each dynasty changed.

Unfortunately, the court meetings were simply canceled during the Jiajing period, and were resumed only during the Longqing period."

"Therefore, although it seems that the number of court meetings has been reduced, the number of people attending court has at least doubled than in the past. In addition, Qipan Street is located between the east and west government offices, and people who are not attending court have to work normally. Officials and ministers do not have to go to court.

If you have less time in the morning and have more time in the morning, your business will naturally be better."

The man in charge suddenly realized it and said in surprise: "I see, I didn't expect that the court meeting was canceled? How long did it take to recover!"

"It looks like the person in charge is not from the capital, right?" Jin Ying said.

"I am from Tongzhou. I have been living in the capital for decades, and I just came to Qipan Street." The man in charge explained, and then asked: "Which of the late emperors were Xuande and Chenghua, and how long ago were they?"

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"It costs extra, but one meal is worth so much." Jin Ying laughed and asked the vendor to bid.

But the man in charge of the spoon said nonchalantly: "Sir, you have to be reasonable. Go ahead and explain it to me. I can only half-understand it."

The three of them laughed loudly when they heard this, and the man in charge also laughed. This meal was not worth a few pennies in the first place, but it cost only one or two pennies. Nowadays, the officials are clear-minded, do not impose excessive taxes, and do not bully the market. This is exactly what they can rely on.

A peaceful and prosperous age where you can live a good life if you work hard, at least in the two capitals and Jiangnan.

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It's not an exaggeration to say that the boss can earn a hundred cents a day, so naturally he won't really be reluctant to part with just one or two cents.

Jin Ying continued: "Master in charge, let's discuss it. I am the doctor at Shi Ren Tang on West Chang'an Street. From now on, how about you waive my meal expenses and I waive your medical fees?"

The man in charge raised his head and looked at him. He was over sixty years old, and he didn’t know how many years of good life he would have. He was in the prime of life, and he might not get sick for three to five years. He only had no medical fees, no medication, and breakfast for three years.

It's just one tael of silver, one tael or eighty cents in five years. No matter how you look at it, you are losing money, so you quickly shake your head and say: "No, no!"

"Then how about giving you free medicine? As long as you come, all the medical fees and medicines will be free of charge? Just buy an amulet, which is much more useful than praying to gods and Buddhas to protect you from disasters." Jin Ying continued.

Zhang Shao thought that this was the truth, but felt that it was not equal. The food was eaten for real, but the disease was not necessarily contracted. In the end, he shook his head.

"Including your wife and children, you will only be exempted from the medical fee, and the medicine fee will be calculated separately." Jin Ying continued to add chips. He also had nothing to do. It doesn't matter whether the impromptu move succeeds or not.

"Sure, plus my parents and brothers..."

Hearing this, Jin Ying stared wide-eyed and said: "Alas, they are in Tongzhou. Don't be too greedy. It's almost enough. I'm too lazy to come over from West Chang'an Street every day to eat your meals."

The commander realized at this time that his parents and brothers were indeed in Tongzhou, and he could not reach the capital without a road.

"Well, I don't want to take advantage of anything. I just want to buy peace for my family. If I don't feel well throughout the year, I would like to have a place to go and see. What I heard about the three Bian Que brothers..." Zhang Shao

As he spoke, he began to recall vigorously.

Zhang Shoufeng said: "According to "Historical Records He Guanzi", King Wen of Wei asked Bian Que: 'Which of the three brothers Zi Kun is the best at medicine?'"

"Bian Que said: 'The eldest brother is the best, the middle brother is second, and Bian Que is the worst.'"

"King Wen of Wei said: 'Can we hear evil'?"

"Bian Que said: 'The eldest brother looked at the disease and eliminated it without taking form, so the name did not come from the family. The middle brother treated the disease, and it was in the hair, so the name did not come from Lu. If Bian Que is a person, he has the blood of Bo,

Add poison to the skin and become famous among the princes."

"It is very important to treat the disease before it is diagnosed, to prevent it in advance, and to treat minor illnesses."

Just when Jin Ying was about to answer, he saw that Zhang Shoufeng had already spoken, so he didn't interrupt. Tang Xianzu only paid attention to the expression on his face. He was full of expectations. He nodded first, then frowned, and finally stopped talking.

Tang Xianzu was very interested and kept asking: "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly!"

Qiqi Ai Ai, who was in charge of the spoon, said: "It's just this story. You can probably understand the meaning, but it's just not as interesting as the one told by the storyteller in the teahouse."

Tang Xianzu stood up and walked around: "This is the truth, this is the truth, I understand, I understand. Hahahaha..."

The man in charge was startled at first, but then he felt relieved when he saw that he was not angry at himself.

After Zhang Shoufeng finished speaking, he noticed that Zhang Shao didn't understand. Before he could explain further, he was stunned by Tang Xianzu's actions. After a while, he asked, "Why are Yi still so happy?"

"I have been thinking hard for three years about how to make drama more valuable. I just figured it out, it's him!" Tang Xianzu laughed, pointing to the person holding the spoon, and then to a circle of vendors and diners on Qipan Street.

"He, he, he, as long as they like to watch and listen, and can understand and gain something. Yes, they must like to hear and see, and they must gain something. These are the soul of drama, and drama should start from them

Only by coming in can you be accepted by them."

"If I hear the Tao in the morning, I will die in the evening! I really want to forget about it, throw away all fame and wealth, and indulge in opera. How happy it would be!"

Jin Ying nodded when he heard this. He was over seventy years old, and most of his body was buried in the soil. He had long passed the age of pursuing fame and fortune, but he hoped that he could do so.

Zhang Shoufeng was in his prime, and he still wanted to fight for his son one last time. Just as he was about to persuade him, he thought about how Jie Bin would be the same age ten years later. If he said this, what would he think? After much thinking, the result was:

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"Yi still, if you really like it, then go ahead. I believe that since you have this idea and have worked hard for decades, you will not be worse than Guan Bai, Zheng Mawang and others."

"Thank you!" Tang Xianzu nodded, and then looked at the imperial city two hundred steps away. A pair of golden pheasants appeared in his mind, the symbol of a second-rank official, which had never been so close to him.

"Before that, I have to fight again in Chunwei. I have been studying hard for ten years in Hanchuang, and I am just the last one left. I am unwilling to accept it!"

It was already bright at this time, and as the Chang'an Gates opened on the left and right, more than two thousand courtiers filed out.