The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 11

[Chapter 11 Mongolian Academy]

The little servants in Zhuangzi did not take Ran Yan as a root, not to mention her weak temperament, but said that she has already fallen to this stage, and her eyes are still on the top of her head, as if saying a word to them would be an insult. her dignity.

No matter how unloved Ran Yan is, she is also the daughter of the Ran family’s eight classics. To the outside world, the Ran family only claimed that Ran Shiqi Niang was recuperating in Zhuangzi, so although the servants did not like this master in their hearts, they never let her go. In my heart, I didn’t dare to make things difficult, and at most I ignored it.

However, they all saw with their own eyes the incident that brought Zhou Zhoulang back to life the day before yesterday. This incident caused a sensation not only in Zhoujia Village, but even everyone in Zhuangzi immediately looked at Ran Yan with admiration, and their attitude was naturally much more humble than before.

After reading the letter, Ran Yan casually threw the letter in the bag, “Wanlu, give him the half-a-dollar reward.”

Wan Lu was stunned for a moment. Even though she was unwilling, she couldn’t brush her wife’s face in front of outsiders. She handed the things in her hand to Madam Xing, and untied the heavy half-goal of money from her waist. Forced a smile and sent it to the servant’s hand, “As long as you help my wife, she will definitely not treat her badly. This time I have to help you.”

The young servant was surprised at first, and after he actually touched the half-pipe money, he woke up like a dream and hurriedly said, “Thank you for the reward, Madam. In the future, if you have something to do, the little girl will definitely do her best.”

Ran Yan nodded slightly and said, “It’s work.”

It was just a polite word, but it was surprising enough. The servant knew that she was euphemistically chasing people, and hurriedly put the money in his sleeve pocket and bowed back.

“Hmph, what a face!” Wan Lu hummed in a low voice.

Neither Xing Niang nor Ran Yan answered. Ran Yan, as an unfavored daughter-in-law, was reluctant to spend money and reward her, who would come over to show her hospitality!

What’s more, in the past, Ran Yan, if it sounds good, it is the empty valley orchid that doesn’t eat fireworks, and the ugly point is poor and shameful.

Today’s events made Ran Yan realize the importance of money. If she had to survive in the Tang Dynasty, she would definitely have to find a way to make money, but the appearance of Fang Chengni inkstone now made her uneasy.

“Go visit Mr. Sang first.” Ran Yan grabbed the Fang Yantai and hurried out the door.

Wan Lu hurriedly stuffed the two taels of silver, leaving the rest to Xing Niang to dispose of, lifted the skirt, and ran to catch up with Ran Yan.

Xing Niang looked at the letter that had not been folded. There was not much content in it, but it was just a polite greeting. Next, she said that the two taels of silver in the bag were the doctor’s consultation fee the day before yesterday, and they never received it. , I asked Liu to return it, but on Wednesday, Lang was still very weak, and Liu couldn’t live without it, so I asked Sang Chen to bring it over by the way.

Ran Yan suppressed the turbulence in her heart and tried her best to keep her steps the same as usual.

It was in the early morning, on both sides of the criss-crossing river banks in the village, the houses opened their back doors along the river, and the stairs made of bluestone led directly to the river. Dish, greet each other in Wu Nong’s soft words.

There was also a awning boat carrying some goods, and it slowly sailed through the river, asking the women who were washing vegetables if they needed to buy or exchange goods.

Looking at such a peaceful and peaceful picture, the restlessness in Ran Yan’s heart gradually calmed down, but her footsteps never slowed down. this way of doing things.

Wanlu knew that Mengguan was in the east of the village, so she helped Ran Yan to go there.

The day’s plan is in the morning, and before I see the Mengguan schoolhouse, I have already heard the clear sound of children reading.

Listening to the voice, Ran Yan could tell the difference. There were not many students, only about fourteen or five. The age was also uneven. The small voice was vague and milky, and the big one already had the characteristics of a teenager.

In the alleys of the village, I occasionally bumped into a few villagers and saw Ran Yan holding an inkstone in her hand,

The footsteps were fast, and although they were full of doubts, they all immediately stepped aside and saluted respectfully.

Medicine has been respected since ancient times. Who is not afraid of old age, sickness and death?

People like Ran Yan who can “return from the dead” are naturally awe-inspiring.

The Mongolian Pavilion in the village is just a house two zhang wide. Like a dwelling, it is built along the water. There is no yard in front of the house, and there are no stairs leading to the river behind the house. On the water table, there is a circle of poplar fences on the water table. Depending on the color, it has only been nailed up in the past two days.

The houses in the Tang Dynasty were generally low and low, but this Mongolian Pavilion was slightly taller than the dwellings, and the construction was acceptable, which shows that the villagers attached great importance to education.

Wan Lu probed into the house, and there were neat rows of children, big and small, sitting on their knees, shaking their heads and reciting the thousand-character script along with Sang Chen. The youngest child may not be able to walk smoothly. Not to mention squatting, even standing there, it is just enough to use the short table.

But the serious face was holding the book, because the hand was too small, it was very difficult to hold, the child frowned, and the small mouth moved with the voice of the big stream, quite like, although, in his hand The book was taken upside down.

And Ping Xiaolang, who was made to cry by the night green that day, was lying on the seat and fell asleep, his saliva was flowing on his cheeks, his little mouth was not clack-clack, maybe he was dreaming of delicious food.

There are also three and a half old children holding twigs, privately you stab me, I stab you.

From time to time, a girl peeked at the boy who seriously endorsed the book, and another boy was angrily pulling her hair…

In a small Mongolian pavilion, chickens flying and dogs jumping, it was very lively.

But that Sang Chen didn’t seem to know at all, he closed his eyes, shook his head, and was more serious and intoxicated than anyone else.

Wan Lu covered her mouth and snickered, and said in a low voice, “I didn’t know that, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com turns out the most lively place in the village is the Mongolian Pavilion!”

Ran Yan stood outside waiting quietly, looking at Sang Chen’s intoxicated appearance, it felt cruel to interrupt him.

Even though Ran Yan was anxious in her heart, she always acted on principles, so she stood outside the door and waited until their morning reading was over.

Thousand-character text, as the name suggests, is only a thousand words, but these children are of different ages, some have finished learning, and some have only learned a few sentences, so Sang Chen led them to recite the whole text twice, and then recite the first half. Twice, and in the end, only the first few sentences were recited.

After reciting everything, Sang Chen focused on the first half.

During this time, the front of the Mengguan was also very lively.

Several fourteen- and fifteen-year-old girls hunched over the walls and walked quietly to the windows. They looked like they were in a row, but they were not, because Ran Yan found that their little actions were often full of hostility, not me. If you “unintentionally” stepped on you, you “accidentally” kicked me.

Those girls obviously came here often. When they were about to reach the window, they suddenly saw Ran Yan standing at the door. They were all startled, and then their eyes were either contemptuous or hostile.

As soon as the sound in the house stopped, Ran Yan lightly retracted her gaze, so Wan Lu went over and asked Sang Chen to come out.

Wan Lu was dissatisfied with the lack of etiquette among the girls, and they were disrespectful to their own ladies, and they also became playful. They were very fast, almost as soon as Ran Yan signaled, she was already standing at the door, reaching out and knocking on the door lightly, “Mr. Sang , This slave is the late green of Ran’s house, my wife wants to ask Mr. Sang about some important things, please make it convenient for you.”

Those girls blushed, glared at Wan Lu’s back angrily, then jumped like a nest of rabbits and ran around.

Ran Yan looked at the lively girls and couldn’t help but smile, it seems that this Mr. Sang is very popular!

[End of this Chapter]