Wang Ping'an and others went back to the restaurant, had a big meal, and they all parted with joy.

After Zhao Bi and Lu Xiuzhi's repeated persuasion, Wang Ping'an drank two pots of wine. Although the amount of wine in the Tang Dynasty was low, he had not drunk for a long time. When he drank today, he was a little excited. He left the restaurant and did not go back to the academy. He asked the little maid to hire a carriage and went back to Wuli Village directly.

After arriving at home, Yang saw that his son had come back early and was still drunk, so he couldn't help asking, "Son, is the college so early after school? It's more than an hour before darkness, why did he come back so soon?"

Wang Ping'an told the story. After hearing this, Yang was overjoyed. It turned out that he had cured the teacher's grandson. This was a great thing. His son would not be bullied in the college in the future.

While he was talking, a servant came to report that there was a visitor outside, and he heard that his accent was from Chang'an. Wang Ping'an and Yang were both puzzled. No one knew the guests from Chang'an, in Chang'an!

The servant led the guest in and saw that the man was wearing a gray robe, about thirty years old, with a smart face, and seemed to be a very good person to treat people.

Wang Ping'an felt that this man looked familiar and seemed to have seen him somewhere. He stood up and said, "I wonder what this brother is called, we have seen him before?"

This man was very polite. He was still outside the hall, so he bowed his hand, crossed the gate with a smile, entered the hall, and said with a smile: "It's not that I've seen it before, but that I've just seen it. At the disadvantage of the tiger, Chang'an Yanlefang, teaching, and just had a drink with friends in a restaurant in the city. I accidentally saw the little god of Ping'an treating the sick children on the street. I had an idea in my mind and wanted to talk to the little miracle doctor, so I came to visit. It's abrupt, don't blame the little miracle doctor!"

Wang Ping'an was stunned. Chang'an Yanlefang? It was an ancient entertainment venue. He knew medical skills, but what did it have to do with them? Why did he come to see him? He said: "Mr. Feng, please sit down. I don't know if you have anything to tell me, but there are patients at home, so you want to treat me?"

Yang did not leave, and was still in the hall. She was old and there was no need to avoid it when she saw outsiders. The old lady frowned and said, "It's nothing to go to the hospital, but if you go to Chang'an, it won't work, unless it's next year!"

"No, my wife misunderstood. I am not asking the little miracle doctor to see a doctor. Xuzhou is far away from Chang'an. Please consider someone is sick, so you won't come to Xuzhou even if you ask a doctor!" Feng Conghu laughed a few times and said his purpose.

It turned out that under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, the peace and prosperity of Chang'an rose. Many princes, nobles, merchants and wealthy tourists began to eat, drink and have fun, and the various liquor shops began to flourish. This Yanle shop is the largest liquor shop in the capital, with more than a hundred actors in the store and their business is booming.

In this era, the storytelling career has not yet developed, but the singing career is quite prosperous. The music shop often compiles some strange people and events into songs and sings to guests. If the song is popular, it will be adapted into a musical and dance drama to make money in performance. This is somewhat similar to modern stage plays, and it is considered a prototype.

Feng Conghu not only trains actors to sing and dance, but also writes himself. He came to Xuzhou because of something. When he was drinking in a restaurant, he happened to see Wang Ping'an treating people. He suddenly became curious and followed him to Chang Qingfeng's house and understood the matter from beginning to end.

He was very interested in this matter. A family wanted to hold a wedding ceremony. The boy who borrowed the wedding bed the day before was sick. He was at a loss and cried bitterly in the street. He was rescued by a handsome young miracle doctor. The young miracle doctor overcomes all difficulties and diagnoses carefully. Finally, he found that the cause of the disease was actually wooden bed...

Feng Conghu became more and more excited as he spoke. He actually stood up and turned around in the hall. He said, "The wooden bed was originally a dead wood monster. The wooden monster hid in the bed to make a fuss. After the little genius doctor explored the truth, he used his finger as a halberd in his left hand and held a cold iron sword in his right hand. He shouted at the wooden bed. The wooden monster was frightened and his original form appeared from the bed, turned into a ball of black gas, and left the house. At this point, the sick child's illness was cured. There were so many people in Xuzhou that they came to the little genius doctor to congratulate him on his successful devil removal!"

Wang Ping'an was stunned when he heard this. What is this? He is a good doctor and he was called a knight who eliminates demons and guards. Could it be that he has the potential to become Yan Chixia?

Yang was startled and shouted, "Oh, my son, didn't you just say that you had just treated the paint sores for the child? Why did you meet a monster? Have you ever been injured?"

Feng Conghu said by the side: "I can see clearly from the bottom and be able to testify!"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Brother Feng, it's not appropriate for you to make up like this. There is nothing wrong with you. You can't see monsters. You just have an ordinary illness. If you make up like this, no one will believe you!"

Feng Conghu smiled and said, "Why no one believes it? Didn't the old lady believe it just now?" He laughed and said, "Don't worry about the little miracle doctor. Today's incident is very legendary. If it is compiled into a play, it will definitely be popular in Chang'an. The wind in Chang'an will be like the world, and everyone in the world will know the name of the little miracle doctor. This is a good thing!"

Wang Ping'an was so amused that he could only shake his head. However, Yang was surprised and happy, saying, "My son Ping'an is really famous all over the world. It may not be easy to just say it with your mouth, right?"

Feng Conghu said, "Old Madam, it seems that you don't know the atmosphere of Chang'an. The more bizarre everything, the better. As soon as our workshops released a new song, the singing of the various courts in Chang'an was followed by music shops in various counties. It is not easy to be famous in the world, but it is too easy!" After saying that, he laughed, thinking that this trip to Xuzhou was not in vain, and he got such a good legendary story. It seems that a new song will be released in the workshop.

He bowed to Wang Ping'an again and said, "Little magic doctor, if you just make up this story, it will be difficult to win the trust of the world. If you can tell me your own deeds and enrich the plot, it would be even better!"

Wang Ping'an said: "I think it's better to forget it. If this matter is really spread, everyone thinks I can catch ghosts and monsters, and come to me all day long to beg me, begging me to hold the bell yellow paper and catch ghosts everywhere, then I won't be quiet!" He drank too much and had a headache. He stopped talking and turned back to the study.

Feng Conghu shouted: "A real man takes the affairs of the world as his responsibility, just like the people... Alas, how can he go so fast!"

Yang grabbed him and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, my son has been very legendary since he was a child and has learned his own medical skills. Sit down quickly, tell you well, and write down everything, and then make it into a song, let all the people in our Tang Dynasty sing and make it famous for my son!"

Feng Conghu was overjoyed. It doesn’t matter if the little genius doctor didn’t like it. It’s because his mother likes to make up random things! He likes to listen to folk family issues. Now that he has a good partner, Yang, and when someone really wants to sleep, someone sent a pillow.

While listening to Yang's words, he nodded repeatedly, and from time to time he even said: "When the old lady was a little miracle doctor, there was a red light from the sky? Well, this is a sign of the stars in the sky descending to the earth. The little miracle doctor learned without a teacher? Oh, isn't this just because he is Wenquxing? Oh, can he prescribe his own prescription? It seems that it may be Hua Tuo's reincarnation. In fact, I had already seen the little miracle doctor familiar with it. It turned out that he looked the same as the miracle doctor in the portrait..."

Wang Ping'an is about to become famous all over the world, but others still don't know. Chang Qingfeng got up early this day and went to the governor's mansion. He is a Chinese official in the mansion and has been in office for more than ten years. He can go straight to the rear yamen without notice!

As soon as I entered the back yard, I heard the yard was in chaos. Not only did the servants run around, but even the servants were yelling in panic!

Chang Qingfeng once grabbed a servant and asked, "What's wrong with this today? Something big happened in the mansion?"

The officer shouted, "Big, big, big, big! The old man fainted and cried loudly when he woke up. When we met, we cried loudly, and then the wife cried, and the young master cried. Now the whole house was crying!"

Chang Qingfeng stayed in the local area and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. What's wrong? Why did the good old man cry?

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Oral ulcer dietary prescription - Heart fire hyperactivity

Lotus seed licorice tea

Recipe: 15 grams of lotus seeds, 2 grams of licorice, 5 grams of green tea leaves.

Preparation method: Put the above items into a teacup and soak them in boiling water.

Efficacy: Clear the heart and relieve heat.
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