Lamp Flower Smile

Ever since Chunyang Sheng was born in Xinglin Hall, Chun Shuisheng's name was gradually rarely mentioned.

First of all, there is only one word difference between Chunyang Sheng and Chun Shui Sheng, so it is inevitable to mix them up when they are heard. Secondly, Xinglin Hall is a big medical clinic after all, and there are old doctors in charge. When people buy medicine, they arrive at West Street and see the magnificent Xinglin Hall first. They go in and buy Chun Yang Sheng. Who knows that there is a Chun Shui Sheng? ?

As a result, the front door of Xinglin Hall became increasingly lively, and no one cared about the medicinal tea at Renxin Medical Center.

Seeing this scene, Du Changqing felt gloomy and unhappy, but Lu Yan was as calm as ever, doing whatever he had to do every day without showing any signs of sadness.

In the blink of an eye, a few days later, at noon, a carriage stopped on the embankment beside Luoyue Bridge. Someone was supported by a servant and shakily stepped out of the carriage, came to the embankment, and headed towards the pavilion where scholars gathered. Go in.

This man is about the age of destiny. He is dressed in lotus-colored silk with a straight skirt, his hair is combed into a shiny bun, and his black beard is extremely long. He looks very chic. When the group of scholars who were eating and drinking tea saw him, they greeted him: "Why is Mr. Chen Si here today?"

Mr. Chen Si’s name is Chen Xian. His family originally started out as a round fan shop. Later, the business grew bigger and bigger. Mr. Chen Si left the business to his children. He himself followed the Yake style and spent his days traveling around the mountains and rivers. He wrote poems and discussed Taoism, and vowed to become the first celebrity in Shengjing.

However, the number one scholar in Shengjing was in trouble when he encountered the annoying Yang Hua in spring.

Among all the scholar friends, Mr. Chen Si hated the old-fashioned and conservative Hu Yuanwai the most. However, he suffered from the same nasal congestion as Hu Yuanwai. When spring came, he was miserable.

A few days ago, Mr. Chen Si was very surprised when he heard that Mr. Hu had gone to the Peach Blossom Club. Hu Yuanwai's nasal congestion was more serious than him. How could he endure the peach blossoms with pollen flying in them? Later, I heard that Hu Yuanwai was promoting a herbal tea called Chun Shuisheng among his friends, saying it could relieve nasal congestion. It was only after Hu Yuanwai drank the herbal tea that he was able to show up at the Peach Blossom Fair.

Master Chen Si knew that Mr. Hu was fond of exaggerating and that his nasal congestion was stubborn and difficult to cure. He was a little doubtful for a while, so he sent people to the market to inquire about it. Sure enough, they heard that this herbal tea has remarkable curative effects. So Mr. Chen Si felt relieved and ordered the boy to buy a few packets and decoct them carefully, thinking that after a few days, he would be able to catch a glimpse of spring with a clear mind.

After drinking for five days, Mr. Chen Si felt that he should be ready, so he changed into a new set of carefully prepared clothes, wore a sachet, and even rubbed a little peach blossom powder, intending to show off the talent he had accumulated all winter at the poetry meeting. .

He smiled and coughed lightly, and was about to answer when a gust of wind blew by, and a familiar itch suddenly appeared, causing him to open his mouth involuntarily.

"Ah sneeze——"

An earth-shattering sneeze sounded. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mr. Chen Si's nose flowed like a waterfall, tears flew everywhere, and a cluster of snot even flew to the hair of the nearest youngster.

Everyone stared at him dumbfounded.

"Ah sneeze——"

"Ah sneeze——"

"Ah sneeze——"

One sneeze after another continued to fly out of his mouth uncontrollably. Facing everyone's different looks, Mr. Chen Si covered his face in embarrassment and backed away, and then ran towards the carriage.

"Master——" the boy shouted eagerly from behind.

Mr. Chen Si had tears and runny nose, and felt a mixture of sadness and anger in his heart. Damn Hu Laizi, you really have no good intentions! This Chun Yangsheng had been drinking for five days, but it had no effect at all. He had just made a fool of himself in front of his friends. How could he have the nerve to go out in the future?

The magic medicine for nasal congestion is obviously a fake medicine!

He hurriedly got into the carriage, and the boy followed him from behind, carefully looking at his face: "Master..."

"Go to Hu's house!" Mr. Chen Si gritted his teeth angrily: "I have to find an explanation from Hu today!"

Mr. Chen Si was very angry and the carriage drove very fast. At the door of Hu's house at the other end, Hu Yuanwai was holding a volume of poems and was about to go out to visit friends. Before he could step out of the door, he heard someone calling him menacingly: "Hu Laizi!"

Hu Yuanwai's expression changed. When he turned around, he saw Mr. Chen Si coming out of the carriage. His beard almost stood up in anger, and he shouted loudly: "Chen Fan, what are you talking about?"

Although Mr. Chen Si looked thin, he moved quickly. He walked up to Mr. Hu in a few steps, grabbed Mr. Hu's beard and gave him a rough shove. He shouted: "You liar, you are full of lies! What kind of medicinal tea can you say?" Curing nasal congestion makes me embarrassed in front of my friends. How much benefit did the medicine seller give you, so that you can help him deceive people like this? "

Hu Yuanwai struggled to take his beard back from his hands and argued: "What a liar, that herbal tea is quite miraculous. I drank a few cans and now my breathing is fine every day. You have something wrong with your nose. You blame other people's medicine." What are you doing with tea? I’m sick!”

Mr. Chen Si didn't repent when he saw him coming. Thinking about how he had burst into tears in front of everyone just now, he became even more angry. He grabbed his beard with sudden force, pulled off a strand of his beard, and cursed: "Old liar!"

Not to be outdone, Hu Yuanwai grabbed his black beard with his backhand: "Damn you scoundrel!"

The two actually struggled with each other.

The boy on one side wanted to separate the two, but they were both almost old men, but they were quite strong. In front of the door of Hu's house, the two of them yelled at each other.

"Old liar, working with a medical clinic to sell medicinal tea to make money, it's useless!"

"You're such a scoundrel, calling a panacea a shabby thing. I think you just want to extort money!"

"Just kidding, after drinking that herbal tea for five days, I still sneeze again and again!"

"Nonsense, I only drank it for three days and my face turned pale without changing my expression!"

"Chun Yangsheng is useless!"

"Chun Shuisheng is the best!"

"Huh?" Mr. Hu was stunned and stopped subconsciously. Mr. Chen Si took the opportunity to pull out the last strand of sheep's hair. He let out an "ouch" in pain, but he still remembered what Mr. Chen Si had just said and only asked: "What did you just say, Chunyangsheng?"

"Isn't it?" A layer of peach blossom powder fell off Mr. Chen Si's face, his clothes and hair were torn in a mess. He held up a wisp of sheep's whiskers in his hand, still not relieved, and cursed: "What Chunyang Sheng is, it's clearly... It’s an excuse to scold people who buy medicines for being stupid and vicious doctors!”

"Isn't that right?" Hu Yuanwai was stunned and asked the boy beside him: "Go and take out the jar of herbal tea from my room." He then asked Mr. Chen Si, "You said the herbal tea you bought is called Chunyangsheng?"

Mr. Chen Si: "How many more times do I need to say this!"

Mr. Hu said nothing. When the boy got back the medicinal tea jar, he raised the jar so that Mr. Chen Si and the people watching the fun could see clearly: "You see clearly, what I bought is Chun Shuisheng!" You bought counterfeit medicines yourself, why don't you go to the counterfeit medicine seller to settle the score and come to me to lose your temper?"

When Mr. Chen Si heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to see the jar clearly: "Spring Water Sheng?"

"Chen Fanzi, you used to have a nose problem, but now you can't even use your eyes?" Hu Yuanwai sneered, "Open your eyes and take a good look, I know what the words are on this jar!"

Mr. Chen Si was also in disbelief.

This jar was very similar to the jar he used to buy herbal tea. It was made very small, with a very small piece of white paper on it, and a small poem written in ink, which was very elegant. When he first saw the jar, he admired the ingenuity.

but……

It does have the words spring water born on it.

Not Chunyangsheng?

Could it be that I really bought a fake?

Mr. Chen Si suddenly looked at the boy next to him and shouted loudly: "You slave, where did you buy fake medicine to defraud your master?"

The boy was startled and hurriedly knelt down to complain: "It's impossible, sir. I bought the herbal tea from Xinglin Hall on West Street. Xinglin Hall is a time-honored brand and the medical center is very famous. There is no way there are fakes." of!"

"Xinglin Hall?" Hu Yuanwai said in surprise: "Isn't that the shopkeeper Bai's medical clinic?"