Great Tang Broom Star

"Auntie, I caught a lot of fish."

As soon as I got home and went around, I lost all sleepiness, and went to show off happily.

Jia Pingan went to the ginseng wine shop to have a look, and when he entered, he smelled very strong of ginseng wine.

"Try it, sir?"

Someone invited Jia Pingan to have a drink. Jia Pingan shook his head, "It's too hot to drink this in autumn."

The point is that he is still young, so where is the time to drink this?

After leaving here, Jia Pingan went to the tea workshop.

Jin Duo, the steward of the tea house, is not only busy with business, but also has to visit the tea house from time to time.

"I have seen Mr. Lang."

Jin Duo met Jia Ping'an on the road, and he grinned, his big teeth were particularly eye-catching.

"How about the tea house?"

Jin Duo and the others reported these matters to Wei Wushuang and Su Ho, and Jia Ping'an rarely intervened, so Jin Duo became excited.

"Business is getting better and better. We made cheap fried tea, which took away a lot of business. But many people are thinking about our fried tea, and there are quite a few, but the taste is far worse than ours. .”

"It's not surprising to be imitated, and there's no need to be surprised. Remember, the Jia family's business is to build a century-old store."

Jin Duozan said: "Your Majesty's words lifted my spirits. I only hope that I can serve you for another fifty years. When I go, let my children and grandchildren continue to serve the Duke of Xiaojun."

This is the servant of the world.

Sun Zhong, the doorkeeper, was still sitting outside the door in an old-fashioned manner. When he saw Jia Ping'an coming, he quickly got up, "I've seen you, sir."

Sun Zhong is an old soldier. He looks like a dying man at this moment, but he refuses to go.

Jia Pingan went in and looked around, and made some demands on the management of the tea house, Jin Duo almost took out a pen and paper to record.

"I said that what the Jia family wants to do is a century-old shop. What is a century-old shop? Taste is only one of them. What is more important? The tea we make must be worthy of our conscience!"

The centuries-old ship capsized in later generations,

Some are unable to keep up with the times, but most of them are earning money quickly. They feel that consumers are fools, and their conscience is thrown aside, and they end up burying themselves in the end.

Jin Duo sent Jia Pingan outside the gate, watched him go, turned around and praised: "With Mr. Lang at the helm, this business will only grow bigger and bigger."

He glanced at Sun Zhong, "You don't even want to say anything, why?"

Sun Zhong's lips moved slightly, "I finished talking on the battlefield back then."

"eccentric!"

Jin Duo goes in.

Later, the work in the tea house was over, and those who should go home had to go back while the drums were not playing.

Sun Zhong walked back slowly.

He lives in Anyifang, next to Mingde Gate, you said it is convenient to go out of the city, but who is free to go out these days? Anyifang is the same as Daodefang. Because it is on the main axis of the imperial city and Miyagi, the gates in the east and west directions are not opened on the north and south sides.

Ximen is on the side of Suzaku Street, that is, not far from the city gate. Once the traffic gets busy, it is very inconvenient to enter and exit.

He walked into the west gate slowly, and greeted anyone familiar with him.

"Grandpa Sun is back?"

Sun Zhong nodded, "I'm back."

Go forward along the east-west main road, enter the alley on the left in front of you for more than a hundred steps, and then turn right to reach home.

Huang Er squatted there chatting with a few idlers, and when they saw him coming, they shouted: "Sun Zhong, when you returned home from the army, I told you that you would get retribution for killing too many people, but you didn't believe it. Look at it." , your grandson fell ill right now, even if you hired a doctor... If you were willing to give the money back then, I would have dispelled the evil spirit on your body..."

Huang Er is a divine man, he said that he can exorcise evil spirits and evil spirits, so he has some prestige in the workshop.

Those people are sighing.

"Your grandson is only seven years old, Sun Zhong, you have the money for the doctor, why are you reluctant to invite me?"

Huang Er got up and came over with contempt in his eyes, "It's still too late for you to change your mind, otherwise your grandson might be..."

Sun Zhong raised his hand violently, Huang Er sneered and said, "You still want to do it? I just want to see you are old, otherwise... one punch can kill you half to death. Forget it, if you don't want to, don't blame me for being ruthless, you Grandson... within three days!"

Sun Zhong staggered back home.

Several sons and daughters-in-law are there. According to the rules of the Tang Dynasty, as long as he is here, the children and grandchildren are not allowed to have private property, let alone live apart.

"Aye, Liang'er..."

The children and grandchildren of the family gathered together, looking sad.

"What did the doctor say?"

Sun Zhong sat down and asked.

A daughter-in-law said: "It is said that we want a good doctor, but our family can't afford a good doctor. The consultation fee... I'm afraid we have to sell the house."

This is an exaggeration, but because one child makes the whole family into a mess. It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, let alone a nephew.

Sun Zhong waved his hand, "Tomorrow, the old man will find a way."

"Aye, what can I do? The house can't be sold, and the family... hey!"

The whole family sighed, gloomy.

Sun Zhong went in and took a look at his grandson, and when he came out, his expression was calm.

The next day he ate breakfast and went out immediately.

"Aye, why don't you...sell some of the valuables at home?"

Liang'er's parents couldn't bear it anymore.

Sun Zhong turned around and looked at them, and said calmly: "The old man knows, let's talk about it when we come back."

A daughter-in-law said in it: "There are only so many household items in the family! It's not that we are cruel. If it can be cured, let alone household items, I would be willing to sell all the dowry items, but those doctors came to see the light. My son has nothing to say, and I gave money for medicine, but the medicine is of no use at all..."

"The old man knows."

Sun Zhong glanced at them, "An Sheng."

As the head of the family, he must keep a bowl of water level, otherwise troubles will arise sooner or later.

He walked slowly all the way into Daodefang, and Jia Ping'an had already gone to the Yamen.

When he arrived at the tea house, Sun Zhong looked for the steward.

"The old man will go out a moment later."

The steward nodded, "Don't run around."

Sun Zhong nodded.

He stood outside the gate and looked in the direction of the square gate.

Mr. Lang will be back in less than an hour...

The autumn wind was already cold, and he was standing in the autumn wind, the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, filled with years.

When he saw a familiar figure, Sun Zhong walked over slowly.

Doudou was naughty, and when he got up in the morning, he took a thin bamboo pole and slapped the pool, saying that he was looking for the big fish he caught yesterday. Those fish were chased by her and ran all over the pond, making a fuss for a while, and Su Ho said a few words.

The little padded jacket felt aggrieved, so he sat on the threshold and waited for Aye.

She rested her chin on her hands and sat there puffed up. When she heard the sound of the horse's hooves, she turned her head and rushed over joyfully when she saw Aye coming.

"Aye!"

Jia Ping dismounted and laughed, "What's the matter? It's rare to sit at the door to meet Aye. Where's your elder brother?"

"Aye."

Doudou came over attentively, "Shall I lead the horse for you?"

"No, you're still young."

There is still a horse in the stable, and it will be able to ride in half a year.

"Aye."

Doudou looked up, "Aniang is angry with me."

"Are you in trouble again?"

He can't keep a straight face when facing his daughter.

"No." DouDou immediately defended: "Aye, when you talked about the catfish effect last time, I thought about the fish at home lazily refusing to move, and worried that they would die, so I took a bamboo pole to shoot... "

This is just like a brat!

Seeing Sun Zhong approaching slowly, Jia Pingan said, "A good boy has done something wrong and he must apologize."

If you do something wrong but still think you are right, that is not pampering, but connivance. When children grow up, they will feel that they can't be wrong, and it's only the world that is wrong.

DouDou let out a dejected oh.

Watching her go in, Jia Pingan handed the reins to Xu Xiaoyu.

"I have seen Mr. Lang."

Sun Zhong came over to salute, Jia Pingan nodded, "You go in, little fish."

"yes."

The accompanying guards entered the house, and only Jia Pingan and Sun Zhong were left outside.

The Jinwu Guard gave the news in the morning that a lot of land from the family of the man who blocked the road with a knife yesterday was posted outside Fang Wai. This time, because of Fang Wai's renovation, he lost a lot, so he came to find his bad luck. The man has been handed over to the Ministry of Punishment, and there is a high probability that he will be treated as a typical case.

Sun Zhong hesitated to speak, but Jia Pingan said: "Yesterday I saw you looking at me several times, but something happened? Just tell me something."

He is very busy, and he has to go to Gao Yang's place later... A man should admit that he made a mistake.

Sun Zhong sighed, "This old man has no face..."

Sun Zhong has been in the tea house for several years, and he talks very little, and he never asks for anything. This was true of many old soldiers who survived to return home.

"Speak out whether you have a face or not, and I will judge for myself."

That silly woman in Gao Yang is most likely stabbing the villain, gnashing her teeth while speaking ill of him.

Sun Zhong raised his head, "The grandson of my old man's family is sick. I asked a doctor to see him, but the doctor said... I'm afraid it needs a famous doctor to heal me, but my old man... I don't have enough money. Today I have the audacity to speak to Mr. Lang, I just want to... want to borrow money."

He is not used to asking for help, but now he bowed his head for his grandson.

If he could, he could even kneel down, and he was even willing to exchange his old life for the recovery of his grandson.

"May the child move?"

"able."

Sun Zhong didn't know why Jia Pingan asked.

"You go back..."

Sun Zhong's heart turned cold.

"Send the child here in half an hour."

Sun Zhong agreed, although he didn't know what Jia Ping'an meant, but he thought that Mr. Lang would never harm himself.

He hurried back home.

"Brighten up the light."

The child looked weak and groaned when he moved.

Sun Zhong picked up the child without hesitation... A seven-year-old child is not heavy, but it is not light to Sun Zhong.

"Aye, where are you going with Liang'er?"

The children and grandchildren are puzzled.

Sun Zhong didn't explain, "Just wait."

This kind of carrying and hugging is physical work, which emphasizes resilience.

Sun Zhong took the child out, and Huang Er saw it not far away.

"Are you the one who took him to seek medical treatment? Let me tell you, no one in Chang'an can cure him!"

Sun Zhong carried the child out without looking sideways.

And Jia Pingan is teaching at the moment.

Guo Xin was very serious about listening to the lectures. He was originally listening to the lectures in mathematics, and now coming to Jia Ping'an's place is just a small matter.

If arithmetic is an elementary class, then Jia Ping'an's class is for senior teachers.

Just half an hour.

"Sir, you've worked hard, why don't you... My disciple invites you to visit Pingkangfang?"

The old dandy smiled obscenely.

"Is this how the Imperial College indulges your laziness?"

Jia Pingan felt that this product was also an anomaly.

Guo Xin said proudly: "The Imperial College doesn't have many official affairs, but there are quite a few people..."

"There are too many people."

Jia Pingan felt that the decline of the Guozijian was justified, "If there are too many people like you, the Guozijian will naturally decline."

Guo Xin was stunned, "Mr. is wrong. The disciples in the Imperial College did not harm the students. Those students... Mr. I don't know, most of those students are from rich and noble families, and there are even schools that are all the children of high-ranking officials.

It goes without saying that these people are flying eagles and horses, and Pingkangfang is their second home...the disciples also warned them...you can drink alcohol, but if you prostitute too much, you will become stupid. "

This old dude.

Jia Ping's face turned dark, and Guo Xin hurriedly explained: "Sir, I don't know, the disciple will feel a little drowsy on the second day after prostitution, so the disciple will guard himself like a jade two days before coming to Daodefang..."

"Is it what you use to guard yourself like jade?"

Jia Pingan waved his hand, "Hurry up and get out!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Guo Xin stood up with a smile, "Mr.'s righteous words this time make my disciples admire you."

"What kind of outspokenness?"

Jia Pingan asked casually.

"There's news outside, sir, don't you know?"

Guo Xin said with a smile: "Sir, I went to see the mage that night, and after that, the mage said something that made the mage stand up and speak for the common people.

Sir, I don't know...Many people outside now say that the prince's words have caused great disaster. As soon as the master comes back, he will plan for the prince, and he will go back quietly after the matter is completed, just like what the master said in the poem of the knight... When the matter is over, go away , deep hiding and name. "

Guo Xin cupped his hands, "Mr. is high-spirited, but this disciple is convinced."

I'm a man of integrity... Someone leaked secrets from the mage, and these outsiders will hate me to the bone.

Mage, what about the secrecy we agreed to keep? Jia Pingan was full of grief and indignation, but smiled and said: "These are just common things, so what's worth pondering?"

Mr. is very knowledgeable, I thought that people are like that... but I didn't expect it!

Guo Xin went to the Ministry of Officials later and found Cheng Yuanze, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, his uncle.

"The Imperial College says you're loitering all day long!"

Cheng Yuanze was very annoyed.

Guo Xin's mother is Cheng Yuanze's eldest sister. The eldest sister is much older than him, and the eldest sister is like a mother. She taught him how to read and played with him since he was a child...so the siblings have a deep bond. Under the love of the house, Cheng Yuanze also took care of this nephew.

Guo Xin salivated and said, "Uncle, now I'm studying with Duke Jia, and I've improved a lot."

"Knowledge is just one of them, the most important thing is to learn the principles of life."

Cheng Yuanze kept a straight face.

"Does Uncle know about Mr.?"

Cheng Yuanze nodded: "I don't know why? Jia Ping'an is impulsive and merciless..."

"Uncle has been worried about the prince's crisis for the past few days, do you know who solved it?"

Cheng Yuanze squinted at him, and slowly took a sip of tea, "The crown prince's words were impulsive, and this matter should be done slowly, but His Majesty can't sit idly by after all. The old man concluded that His Majesty and the mage had communicated about this matter, maybe Xiao With reason, perhaps secretly threatening, the mage stood up and resolved a big crisis in Tang Dynasty with a few words..."

He would definitely not say these words to another person, but this is his nephew.

Guo Xin said proudly: "Uncle doesn't know, and now it's spread out... I guess it's the news from the people of Da Ci'en Temple..."

Cheng Yuanze was startled, "What news?"

"That night, Mister went to Da Ci'en Temple in a carriage, and had a long secret conversation with the mage...the mage came out and said those words the next day."

Cheng Yuanze was shocked, "Is that true? Come!"

A small official came in outside, Cheng Yuanze ordered: "Go and ask."

...

Jia's.

Sun Zhong raised one leg to resist the sliding grandson, and tried to hold it with his left hand, freeing his right hand to knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is open."

Sun Zhong pushed the door open with his shoulder, and saw Du He not far away.

"Lang Jun said that you will come soon, so he left the door for you, go to the study."

Liang'er stared at this place with blank eyes, and said weakly: "Ah Weng...I'm in pain."

Sun Zhong nodded, he carried his grandson all the way here, his body couldn't bear it anymore, he was just holding on with one breath, if he opened his mouth to speak, the breath would be vented.

All the way to the study, I heard someone inside say: "There are some records of surgery, but it is difficult and difficult. If you are not careful, you will kill people..."

"Operating is very difficult, but many diseases can only wait for death without surgery, so no matter how difficult it is, you have to think about it.

The first difficulty is infection, so the environment must be clean and the disinfection must keep up with it; the second is that the doctors who do it must have a good understanding of the human body... I think we should get some death row prisoners to dissect, so that the doctors are familiar with the human body structure……

The third is the finishing and nursing care after the operation, which is more important, if the patient does not fall on the operating bed, but falls on the postoperative infection..."

Sun Zhong was confused when he heard this, Du He coughed dryly, "Mr. Lang, Sun Zhong is here."

"Let him in."

Du He turned around and nodded.

Sun Zhong bowed his head and said to Liang'er: "The one inside is Mr. Lang, Liang'er be better..."

Liang'er nodded weakly.

Sun Zhong went in with his grandson in his arms, and saw Jia Pingan sitting opposite an old man with white beard and hair, and the two teacups on the table were still steaming.

He only felt his heart beating like thunder, and his eyes were hot, "Sun...Mr. Sun?"

He just wanted to borrow some money, and then he went to find a famous doctor to treat his grandson.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lang invited Mr. Sun here.

Who in Datang can compare to Mr. Sun in fame?

Sun Zhong sniffed.

Jia Pingan pointed to the child and said to Sun Simiao: "This is the child I was talking about. Mr. Sun regards curing diseases and saving lives as his duty, so I will not thank you."

Sun Simiao pointed at him, "Put the child by my side."

Sun Zhong carried his grandson to him and put him down.

There was a mat on the ground, Liang'er was lying on the mat, looking at the bookcase beside it was full of books, and there was a painting next to it, which seemed to be a sacrifice on the mountain, many soldiers, many nobles. One of the nobles... Isn't that the gentleman?

He glanced at Jia Ping'an, and suddenly felt a peace that he had never had before, and even temporarily forgot about his illness.

Sun Simiao put his finger on his pulse.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach."

"Here... or here..." Sun Simiao pressed.

"Ouch! It's here." Liang'er frowned.

"Does it hurt left and right?"

"pain?"

After listening and asking, and with the help of experience, Sun Simiao quickly diagnosed the problem.

"Your grandson likes to eat raw food?"

Sun Zhong nodded, "Liang'er is bothered by heat, and always likes to eat raw or cold food."

Sun Simiao nodded, "This is the result of not treating the trouble of dysphoria in time. The old man prescribed some medicine here, and then gave the child tormented food. If it gets better after three days, stop, and then take care of it for a few days. But Remember not to eat those raw and cold foods indiscriminately."

Sun Zhong nodded.

Later, when he went out with his grandson in his arms, he turned around and looked at the Jia family without saying a word.

Du He muttered, "Mr. Lang, this man is a traitor. If Mr. Lang hadn't acted, his grandson might not be able to keep him, and he didn't even have any words of gratitude..."

"I don't do things to want someone's gratitude, it doesn't need to be."

...

Good night!