Peerless Pirates

On the morning of August 16th, Song Zheng came back from exercise and wanted to quietly explain Xiaolian's affairs to the old man and make this couple happy. He had already thought about it. If the old man didn't agree, he would come up with the "childish" thing.

"Nirvana", plus nonsense like "saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", maybe it will succeed. If the old man still doesn't agree, he will try to get some money from the old man or the Wu family, and give it

This pair of desperate mandarin ducks. With this idea, Song Zheng felt that his image was much taller. Feeling good about himself has always been this guy's strong point.

Song Zheng's plan was good, but something unexpected happened, and the old man who was in great health suddenly fell ill. The old man was depressed these days because he couldn't remember the Vajra Stick Technique. He struggled all day long the day before yesterday, and after drinking last night, he got sick again.

After catching some wind, she went back to the house and lay down in a daze. Wu completed the final blow to the old man. The old man ignored her these past few nights. He finally stopped showing stick skills yesterday. Wu was lonely and helpless.

So he took the initiative to play "Guanyin Sitting on the Lotus" while the old man was sleeping. As a result, the old man had a fever in the early hours of this morning. By the time he had breakfast, the old man could not get out of bed.

Song Zheng learned that the old man was ill and hurriedly went to visit him. When he entered the house, he saw Old Man Gao sitting on the edge of the kang, taking the old man's pulse. Wu, Zhu and Song Jue all stood aside, watching nervously.

Song Shi was lying on the kang, his face was red, his eyes were closed, and there was a wet wipe on his forehead.

It was time for the performance. Song Zheng rushed over, hugged the old man's outer arm, and said urgently with twitching eyes, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" After saying this, his nose twitched twice. In this way, Old Man Gao didn't

When his pulse came, he stood up helplessly. The old man opened his eyes, touched Song Huan's head with his other hand, and said feebly: "Grandpa is fine. He's just a little sick and will be fine soon. Be good, Zheng'er."

Don’t cry.”

"The culprit" Wu pulled Song Zheng aside and said, "Zheng'er, get up first and let Dr. Gao take your grandfather's pulse." After hearing this, Song Zheng reluctantly let go of the old man and stood beside Wu.

In front of Mr. Gao, he said to Gao Duniang with a worried look on his face: "Doctor Gao, take a look, what's going on with grandpa?"

Old Man Gao thought to himself, if you hadn't come here to show off like this, I would have finished reading. However, Old Man Gao still nodded and put his finger on the old man's pulse again. Wu hugged Song Zheng from behind, plump.

Shuangfeng was holding Song Zheng's neck. Song Zheng shivered and began to silently recite "Don't touch if it's inappropriate" in his heart.

After half a cup of tea, Old Man Gao stood up and said to the old man, "The cold evil is external and the yang cannot cross; thinking too much has caused internal heat; the liver and kidneys are weak, and the marrow is damaged. Fortunately, my brother's body and bones have always been better."

, if it were applied to an ordinary person, he would suffer from a serious illness at this age. I will prescribe some medicines for you, take them twice a day, for half an hour at a time, drink them twice in the morning and evening, for three or four days.

It will be fine." Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Man Gao warned again, "Brother, please don't go out these days. You must rest. Don't do it again..." Old Man Gao stopped here, glanced at Song Zheng, then at Wu, and then said

, "Sister-in-law, you must pay attention and take good care of my brother."

Mrs. Wu understood what Old Man Gao meant, and said with a flushed face: "The slave family will definitely pay attention, thank you Doctor Gao." Song Zheng showed a confused look, with a confused look on his face, but he said in his heart, Old Man Gao, you

I thought I didn’t understand, so I read some medical books from you. Didn’t you just say that the old man’s illness was caused by exposure to wind, worry and overwork? You also advised Mrs. Wu not to have sex with the old man anymore these days.

house.

After giving the instructions, Old Man Gao said to Song Shi on the bed: "Brother, you lie down first. I'll go back and prepare medicine for you. Ask Qi'er to deliver it to you." Song Zheng said hurriedly, "Doctor Gao, I'll follow you.

Go and get the medicine." Song Zheng would not let go of such a good opportunity to perform. The old man was so moved that he couldn't help but nod on the kang. This child is so filial!

When Song Zheng arrived at Old Man Gao's house, Qi'er was reading a medical book with his legs crossed on the table. Seeing Song Zheng come in, Qi'er hurriedly put down his legs and entered the east room. Song Zheng ignored him.

He followed Old Man Gao into the Westinghouse Pharmacy. There was a wooden cabinet in the pharmacy with drawers on it. The names of the medicines were posted on the drawers, such as angelica root, dried ginger, panax notoginseng and so on. Song Zheng saw the old man grabbing some rehmannia glutinosa.

, tangerine peel and other medicines, when I got Bupleurum, there was only a very small amount in the drawer.

Old Man Gao shouted: "Qi'er, come here." Qi'er heard the sound and came in. Old Man Gao said, "Do you know Bupleurum?" Qi'er nodded. Old Man Gao said: "Bupleurum is almost gone, only

It's enough to make a pair of medicines. I remember the last time I collected medicines, there were still some growing on the Xishan Mountain. We also picked them. You can go back and collect the medicines later." Qi'er ordered again.

nodded.

When Song Zheng heard about collecting herbs, he became energetic. He didn't know if the men in white clothes had left, so he happened to go and have a look. Even if they hadn't left, we shouldn't be suspected when we collected herbs. Besides, this medicine was collected for the old man in the family.

The grandson collected medicine for his grandfather with his own hands, and it became a good story. So Song Zheng said: "Brother Qi'er, I'll go with you." Qi'er looked at him curiously, and Song Zheng said hurriedly: "My grandfather's illness requires this

Wei Yao, please let me fulfill my filial piety." There was naturally an anxious look on his face, as if he would be anxious about anyone who didn't let him fulfill his filial piety.

Qi'er looked at Old Man Gao, who nodded slightly. Song Zheng said happily: "You come with me. When you pass by my door, I will put down the medicine, and we will go to Xishan together." Qi'er ignored Song.

Zheng, turn around and go out.

Song Zheng took the medicine wrapped by Old Man Gao, thanked him, and went out of the house. Qi'er was waiting in the yard with a medicine basket on his back. When he saw Song Zheng coming out, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Medicine is a new experience. During this period of time, apart from eating, drinking, sleeping, and exercising, Song Zheng's life was a bit boring. This time he had the opportunity to collect medicine with his own hands, so he had to take a good look.

Song Zheng put down the medicine at home and spoke to Mrs. Wu. Mrs. Wu felt terrible and quickly told him to "be careful" and "don't go to dangerous places". Song Zheng agreed and ran out.

Song Zheng and Qi'er were walking on the way to Xishan. Song Zheng, who was very "worried" about the old man's illness, stopped talking nonsense and just kept urging: "Brother Qi'er, let's hurry up." This guy was in a hurry to arrive.

Go and have a look over there at Xishan.

Song Zheng had been exercising for a while and was in good health, so it was not difficult to walk up the mountain road. Qi'er was naturally in good health, but his face was a little red. It took the two of them nearly half an hour to finally climb the ridge.

Stop, both of them were panting and their faces were covered with sweat. Qi'er raised his hand to wipe the sweat, revealing a section of his pale arm. Song Zheng didn't bother to look at Qi'er, he looked carefully towards the edge of Maling Lake.

Seeing no one, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he glanced at the second treasure spot and said in his heart, dear babies, just wait, I will catch you when I feel better again.

come out.

At this time, the sun had already risen, and the bright lake water was rippling. It was the artistic conception of "a sudden wind ripples a pool of spring water", which made Song Zheng become very interested in poetry and chanted loudly: "The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, Autumn colors are rolling in waves, with cold smoke and green on the waves. The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun."

Before Song Zheng finished reciting the poem, Qi'er next to him laughed out loud, and his voice turned out to be crisper. Song Zheng was stunned and immediately scratched his head in embarrassment. The sun was high, so there was no setting sun.

"It doesn't matter, I still have it." Song Zheng then chanted: "The green grass in Maling will not have any wind in the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are 30,000 hectares of Qiongtian in the jade world, and my boat has a leaf. The plain moon shines separately, and the bright river reflects together. Both the outside and the inside are clear. I am so happy that I can understand the beauty of it. It’s hard to tell you the beauty of it." After showing off, Song Zheng remembered that this song was wrong, it was written about a moonlit night.

Qi'er was stunned. If the previous half of Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe" was familiar, the following poems had never been heard before. It sounded like "Nian Nujiao", and the poem had the word "Ma Ling" in it. The word is about Maling Lake. It is so well written. How did Qi'er know that this guy took the poem about Dongting Lake written by Zhang Xiaoxiang in the Southern Song Dynasty, but changed the word "Dongting" to "Maling"? "Nearly Mid-Autumn Festival" was changed to "to Mid-Autumn Festival". "Dongting" and "Maling", "near" and "to" are exactly the same, so the changes are perfect.

Qi'er was in a daze there, but Song Zheng was thinking in his heart: Brother Zhang Xiaoxiang, I don't know if you are in Da Qi Dynasty. Let me borrow your words to show off for a while, and I will compose one and return it to you in two days. - This I didn’t even think about whether I could write it.

The wind on the mountain was strong, and the two of them were sweating again. They did not dare to stay longer and walked down quickly. This time, Qi'er led the way. When they reached the mountainside, Qi'er began to walk south. Along the way, Qi'er kept walking. Climbing up and down, he put each medicinal plant into the medicine basket. Song Zheng was also helping. According to the medicine book, he saw something he knew, so he picked it and gave it to Qi'er for verification. Qi'er nodded and put it in Qi'er shook his head and threw away the medicine basket. Not to mention, Song Zheng had been able to identify many medicinal materials through practice, including the Bupleurum that Mr. Song needed.

After collecting for half an hour, there were already more than thirty medicinal plants in the medicine basket. Qi'er looked at the sky and saw that it was already noon, so he stopped. Song Zheng glanced at him, and Qi'er pointed to the east and said Saying "go back", he turned around and headed north toward the mountain road. Song Zheng was having fun and was a little frustrated when he heard this, but Qi'er was the "boss" of the trip, so he couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head and followed behind.