General, Madam Called You To Farm

Chapter 205: Grandparents meet (one more)

Chapter 205 Grandparents Meet (One More)

Qin Canglan took medicine and slept until dawn.

After waking up, he sat by the bed in a daze.

The little servant called twice from outside the door but didn't respond.

At this time in the past, Qin Canglan had been practicing swordsmanship in the yard for a while, and the little servant was worried, and thinking that he slept early last night, a series of strange things made people have to worry about whether something happened to him.

The little servant dared to push the door and enter.

"Grandpa!"

Qin Canglan returned to his senses: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, you...you're all right." The boy scratched his head blankly, "You're up late, I'm still worried about you...then what...ahah, my crow's mouth!"

The little servant smiled: "I'll let the kitchen prepare breakfast. Do you want to eat braised noodles or steamed buns this morning?"

Qin Canglan lacked interest: "It's fine."

"Hey, the little one got it."

The boy backed away.

"Wait." Qin Canglan stopped him again.

The servant bowed and said, "Old Master, what are your orders?"

Qin Canglan said, "Go and call Imperial Physician Cen."

The little servant hurriedly said, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Qin Canglan waved his hand: "No, don't make a sound."

Let a few children know, and it takes a lot of tossing.

"Yes."

The little servant went to the kitchen first, and then went to the house of Imperial Doctor Cen in person. Today was lucky, because Imperial Doctor Cen was not on duty in the palace, so he came to the house with the servant.

Qin Che went to court.

Qin Yanran went to learn the piano, while Qin Yun was recovering in the yard.

The house is very clean.

Imperial Physician Cen entered the room.

Qin Canglan had finished washing up, he had no appetite, so his breakfast was put there.

Imperial Physician Cen entered with the medicine box on his back.

Seeing that Qin Canglan's face was not quite right, Imperial Physician Cen asked, "Does your hand hurt again?"

"It's not a hand." Qin Canglan frowned, not knowing how to explain it.

According to his temperament, he does not believe in such an evil thing.

But that's Su Huayin—

Him, his little fat wife.

Imperial Physician Cen asked inexplicably, "Then why did you come to me suddenly—"

"Cough." Qin Canglan coughed a little embarrassedly, "I took the painkiller you gave me last night."

Imperial Physician Cen was very surprised: "Did you... just take it?"

He has been treating gout for Lao Huguo Gong, and he naturally understands how sick the other party is.

Lao Huguo Gong's hand is not only the cause of gout, but also has a certain degree of overwork, so the pain is unbearable for ordinary people.

When Lao Huguo Gong said that it hurt a little, it was already piercing pain.

He thought that, at most ten days, the old protector of the country would have to take Zhitong San—

It's been three months now—

"Uh...not expired..."

Imperial Physician Cen muttered secretly.

"Does it work?" he asked.

"If you mean pain relief, then there is." Qin Canglan said fairly and justly.

Imperial Doctor Cen breathed a sigh of relief.

It's been three months and it hasn't expired, so it seems that those expiring painkillers at home don't need to be thrown away—

Qin Canglan asked: "You said last time that taking that pain reliever powder will have side effects, so I should try not to eat it if I can."

"That's right." Imperial Physician Cen said, "Mandala is placed in Zhitong San. The rhizome of this herb is poisonous. The dose I put is not large, so it will not cause poisoning, but if it is taken for a long time, it will cause a certain degree of toxicity. Addictive. Taking a small amount is not a problem, but it does not rule out drowsiness, fatigue, nausea, vomiting, and loss of appetite.”

Qin Canglan said again: "Besides, what else?"

"Huh?" Imperial Physician Cen looked at Qin Canglan in confusion.

Qin Canglan cleared his throat: "For example...will you see something..."

Imperial Physician Cen understood: "Do you mean hallucinations?"

"Ah, I just...had a dream!" Qin Canglan was also rotten, "I ate your Zhitongsan, and I had a dream at night! I used to...never dream!"

Imperial Physician Cen thought for a while: "I can't rule out this possibility. But, what did you dream of?"

"I dreamed of Huayin." Qin Canglan said.

Imperial Doctor Cen was taken aback.

Imperial Physician Cen and Qin Canglan have known each other for decades, and they are also friends of the two. He understands this Chinese sound too well.

Qin Canglan sighed, "I dreamed that Huayin was going to kill me."

This trend, Imperial Physician Cen would not understand.

Qin Canglan continued, "She even gave me a dream."

After Imperial Physician Cen left, Qin Canglan went to the horse farm.

He had some foal's concentrate.

The servant who kept the horse said: "I'll take it to your house when I'm young."

"Not necessary."

Qin Canglan put the feed on the carriage and went to Lihua Lane in person.

He came to the door and saw a little Douding standing behind the threshold, looking out.

I wonder if Xiaodouding is too cute, but his mood suddenly became very good.

"Big Tiger!"

He remembered that this was the little guy from yesterday.

Xiaodouding looked up and gave him a cute look: "I'm Erhu."

Qin Canglan was startled.

Erhu turned around and ran to the backyard.

Qin Canglan moved the feed into the front yard.

In the front yard was a small bean curd, digging with a shovel.

Qin Canglan smiled: "So you are here, big tiger!"

Xiaodouding turned his head and said with a serious expression: "I'm a small axe!"

Qin Canglan again: "…"

Qin Canglan did not find the tiger in the yard.

That kid... Shouldn't he go there to climb trees again?

is very dangerous!

He put down the feed and went out.

Qin Canglan guessed half right, the big tiger did go there again, but he didn't climb the tree today.

The door was open, and there was a sound of the violin from inside. He hesitated and went in.

He followed the sound of the piano and came to the door of a wing.

The man sat on the spotless wooden floor and stroked a guqin gracefully and calmly.

Hey, he was yesterday's handsome uncle.

After the man played the last note, he raised his head lightly.

Dahu said: "You play really well."

The man did not speak, he lowered his eyes and stroked the strings.

Dahu said again: "How are you?"

The man remained silent.

"Can I come in?" Dahu asked again.

The man said: "Whatever."

Big Tiger first observed the shoes at the door, thought about it, and took off his own shoes.

He put his shoes and shoes on, put on a clean footcloth, and entered the room with a tap.

He was very curious about that long, beautiful sound.

But he was not in a hurry to look at the qin, but first took out a piece of dessert wrapped in kraft paper from his small purse and handed it to the man.

"My mother made it. It's delicious. You can eat it even when you're sick."

is a puff pastry made of loquat and honey, which moistens the throat and reduces noise.

The man is so thin that he can see his bones, because he has difficulty swallowing all the food in the world.

Dahu didn't get discouraged when he saw that he didn't pick it up, but put it on the piano platform beside him: "I put it here, you can eat when you're hungry. Then, I'll go first!"

The man gave Xiaodouding a suspicious look.

seems to be surprised, isn't it for the piano? Why give him snacks and leave?

Could it be that there are still people in this world who simply care about him?

The man said: "Do you like listening to the piano?"

Dahu was stunned for a while, and it was the first time he knew that this thing was called a qin.

"I like it." Big Tiger said in a milky voice.

"You sit down," the man said.

"Oh." Big Tiger obediently sat across from him with his legs crossed.

The man raised his hand and played the piano again.

In another wing, Qin Yanran, who was teaching Qin Yanran, suddenly stopped and listened intently.

"Teacher..." Qin Yanran was about to ask him what was wrong when she heard the sound of the piano coming from the wing in the backyard.

Zhang Qinshi's eyes flashed a strong shock: "He actually...he actually..."

is different from the intermittent syllables that were randomly dialed and tuned, this time, it is a coherent piece.

is like nine-day fairy music.

Qin Yanran always thought that she was extremely talented and played extremely well, but only by comparing it with the sound of the other party did she know what the real sound of nature was.

The person who plays the qin must be the eldest disciple of Master Zhang Qin.

I heard that he has been with Master Zhang Qin for ten years.

I only had less than half a year.

Thinking like this, Qin Yanran is no longer anxious.

Being able to teach such outstanding disciples is enough to demonstrate the level of Master Zhang Qin.

My master is right.

I believe that with time, I will be able to become a leader in the piano.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't know that Dahu went to listen to people play the piano again.

When she got home, she saw only two small beans, so she asked, "Where are the uncle and the tiger?"

Xiaohu immediately sold his brother: "Uncle, pull qiu-qiu! Big Hu again, sneak out and listen to that!"

Listen to that?

Qin?