Tibetan Sea Pearl

Sun Yinglian pulled Su Yue over, and watched together, "This group of talents really know how to play, the storytellers are not as good as them." She said strangely, "Look, why does that person keep silent?"

She was talking about Wu Dachun, who never said a word every time she came, just sat in the corner and only drank herbal tea, as if she wanted to get back the fifty Wen tea money.

"Tell him, the only old scalper in the family has been sold." Su Yue said.

Sun Yinglian put her eyes back into the narrow wooden gap and observed Wu Dachun carefully, "No wonder he looks depressed. In this way, if he didn't pass the exam, I'm sorry for the old scalper at home."

Su Yue pulled the person up to the next one, "Be careful, those scholars not only have good eloquence, but also good eyesight, you will be discovered by others."

What's the point of just sitting and listening like this, Sun Yinglian pouted angrily, and sat on the bench, her eyes kept glancing into the cracks in the wood.

The tea shed is set up on the small hill outside the city gate in the east. In autumn, there are weeds that start to wither and turn yellow, unknown small wild flowers, and red wild fruits that have just matured on the trees. delicious.

In a small, dark corner, an elderly man with a gray beard was tugging at the sleeve of the person sitting next to him, "Look, you don't care about it, these scholars are too courageous. What, it's too disrespectful." In the capital city, if someone dared to speak so loudly in broad daylight, they would have been surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court's officers and soldiers.

The people next to him didn't care about him, "You are an imperial doctor, don't you care too much? If you have this spare time, why don't you go home and read more medical books."

Wang Yuyi had no choice but to bow his head and drink herbal tea, "Bitter, how can there be such a bitter tea in the world." His face was wrinkled because of the bitterness. Out of years of responsibility and habit, he wondered in his heart what kind of medicinal materials can be boiled. Make such bitter tea.

"Aren't you a famous imperial doctor? I haven't seen any kind of bitter tea before." The person next to him smiled mischievously, and took small sips of the dark tea in front of him.

"Huh?" Doctor Wang came to his senses and grabbed the bowl from someone's hand, "This tea is very bitter, just take a sip and taste it, don't drink too much."

The person next to him immediately pushed back Doctor Wang's hand, "I've never seen any kind of tea, it's just bitter tea."

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"That's right, you are Mr. Zheng who has traveled all over the Western countries, and you have never seen anything weird." Doctor Wang said.

Master Zheng picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and coughed a few times.

Doctor Wang glanced at him, "I've said it all, don't drink too much."

Master Zheng covered his mouth and coughed, "I'm not suffering, you know, I'm not in good health."

Thinking of Mr. Zheng's illness, Doctor Wang looked blankly at the tea in the bowl that was so dark that a figure could be seen, and sighed, Mr. Zheng was not sick, but poisoned.

Since the last voyage to the West, someone put a kind of powder in the crevice of the deck under the wooden bed where Mr. Zheng slept. For a year, Mr. Zheng developed poison and his life was recovered by the imperial doctors. Not so good.No one in the imperial physician could understand the kind of poison. They suspect that this kind of poison is not from the country, but from overseas. Mr. Zheng is going to go to the West again this time. Find the poison and cure him of his illness.

While listening to the scholars' debate, Mr. Zheng picked up a bowl and drank tea.

Doctor Wang who was sitting next to him really took the bowl from the person's hand this time, "I told you not to drink too much, it's too bitter."

The herbal tea was bitter, and the expression on Mr. Zheng's face became strange.

This scene was seen by a bright black eye behind the wooden crack.

Su Yue closed her eyes, straightened her back, and recalled the scene just now in her mind. From the time she noticed the two old people in the corner, she recognized Mr. Zheng in disguise. It must be the same as the people who go out of the city to watch the excitement.

"A-Lian, lie down here obediently, and I'll go out to see the guests." After Su Yue told Sun Yinglian, she took a big cattail fan and walked into the tea shed from behind, and went to the corner where Master Zheng was.

She walked very slowly, waved her fan slowly, and looked back at the guests present at a leisurely pace. At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, she was the shopkeeper of the tea shed, looking after her guests.

Su Yong's eyes fell on Mr. Zheng who was in the corner. Mr. Zheng started coughing, covered his mouth with his hands, and seemed to be trying his best to control it. The man with a gray beard patted him on the back and said in a reproachful tone, " Tell you not to drink too much, look at you, you really think this is tea, you can drink more."

"You don't have to drink it, you just finished it."

Doctor Wang Yu was angry, he had a reason, he drank it to taste the medicine in the bitter tea.

Two bickering old men, Su Yue slowed down on purpose, pricked up her ears to listen, she could see and hear, Master Zheng is sick, guessing in her heart what disease he had, if Master Zheng could be cured The illness is cured.

Being reborn as a human being, Su Yue felt that this was a chance for her to survive. In her previous life, the Su family was down and out. She married into the Gu family and got 2000 taels of silver. In the end, she was set on an inexplicable fire and burned to ashes. The Su family, she will do her best to seize this glimmer of hope.

It's just that I don't know what disease Mr. Zheng has, and the imperial doctor beside him can't cure it.

Doctor Wang couldn't forget the herbal tea he drank outside the city gate, and when he returned to his residence, he called Xiaotong and brought out all the medical books.

The desk was full of thick medical books. Doctor Wang buried his head in the pile of medical books, flipped through them for a day, and then said to himself, "There are not enough books, bring more medical books here."

The little boy waiting next to him complained softly, "It's gone, it's all here."

Only then did Royal Physician Wang suddenly realize that this is not in the capital city, but outside. Most of his medical books are kept in the capital city, and distant water cannot quench his thirst.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the scholars left the stage. Without the group of noisy scholars, the tea shed returned to its usual calm, and the autumn wind blew and swayed the branches, making noise.

There were no guests, so Su Yue took Hongjiao to the top of the mountain in front of her for a casual walk. There were no good people under the trees on the top of the mountain to enjoy the cool air, and it seemed unusually quiet. She walked up the mountain, walked back and forth, and came under a jujube tree. When I first came here, the white jujube flowers have now turned into round red dates, all red and half red dotted, which is also very beautiful.

"Second Miss, look, the dates are already ripe." Hong Jiao reached out to grab a branch, and plucked a bunch of red dates from the branch.

Su Yue hurriedly opened her skirt with both hands to pick it up, and the red dates fell in one by one, and her brows and eyes became joyful, "Enough is enough, don't pick too much at once, save some for next time." After picking the jujubes, she wore them in her skirt, pulled the red bananas with a smile and ran back to the tea shed, "Let's eat slowly when we go back."

Master Zheng and Doctor Wang were on their way to the tea shed, when two little girls ran down from the mountain at some point, laughing like silver bells all the way.