Dr. Chen held the piece of paper, and left as if he had obtained a treasure, and when he left, he also said to Li Yi that after he went back, he would carefully copy the things written on it and hand it over to Lord Liu of the Imperial Medical Department in person. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for the original manuscript, that is, this piece of paper, it should be put at home and offered, and the incense should be piled up every day to be left for future generations......

It seems that for the ancients, money was not the most important thing, even if they did not have enough food and clothing, and the next meal was not settled, they would still value fame and honor more than anything else.

The scholar sharpened his head and wanted to enter the court as an official, who did not initially have the idea of displaying his ambitions, making a career, and leaving his name in history?

may only think about making money and taking power later, but that is the trend in the big bad environment, and their original intention cannot be denied.

Dr. Chen put down his son and asked him for wound sutures, and even rushed thousands of miles from Qing'an Mansion to Kyoto, and personally handed this thing over to Liu Jimin, the imperial physician, so that the doctors of the world could learn, in order to leave a small trace in the history books, if someone in the future generations was carrying out wound suturing, there was a 1 in 10,000 chance to think of the name Chen Mufeng, I am afraid that he would laugh out loud in the coffin......

The obsession is so deep, if Li Yi said half a word at that time, I am afraid that Dr. Chen would have to crash to death on his body, so as to die Mingzhi......

When I walked out of Ruyifang, I sighed, what name will remain through the ages, far from the reality of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, if there is a typhoid fever and diarrhea in the future, other pharmacies will not go, and I will recognize the rejuvenation hall, and I can get back a little is a little.

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Li Yi held a sword in his hand and waved it in the courtyard.

Every day, he would spare an hour to practice kung fu in the yard, which had become a compulsory course for him every day.

The sword she was holding was Liu Ruyi's treasure, and she had been grinding and soaking for a long time, and finally borrowed it from her, and then used ten pieces of osmanthus cake as a condition for her to teach her a set of swordsmanship.

Osmanthus cake was given to her by Wan Ruoqing, he liked the most without cost, in two days, Liu Ruyi taught him the basic swordsmanship has almost learned, and when Miss Liu Er, who only used a branch and did not use true qi, she picked up the sword with two moves, and the branch was on her neck.

The evaluation I got was that I only knew how to move rigidly, and I didn't know how to change it, even if I learned a powerful swordsmanship, it was useless.

Li Yi is also very helpless about this, he has no experience in facing the enemy, that is, Miss Liu Er can accompany him to learn from him, how much flexibility can he expect?

He also knows where his flaws are, practicing martial arts, it has never been a person who has learned a powerful kung fu to dominate the world, without enough experience accumulation, it is like having a treasure for nothing, but lacking the key to open the door.

Free sparring doesn't have to be in vain, learn more with Miss Liu Er, and it will always get better and better.

Han Bo walked over with a cloth bag in his hand and put it on the stone table, there was a rattling sound in the cloth bag, Han Bo said with a smile: "Uncle, those small wooden pieces are all ready." ”

"It's hard work, Uncle Han."

Li Yi opened the cloth bag and saw that there were piles of small wooden blocks inside, which had begun to take on the shape of mahjong, the size and size were similar to those of later generations, and the edges and corners around it were also polished very smooth, so that they would not hurt their hands to the touch.

And when they counted, it was exactly one hundred and fifty.

A pair of mahjong is one hundred and thirty-six, in case one of them is broken, there is a spare.

The wooden block is there, and the next thing will be handed over to Miss Liu Er.

Looking at Liu Ruyi, who was practicing swords not far away, Li Yi walked over with a cloth bag.

She practiced Tai Chi swordsmanship, and she seemed to have encountered a bottleneck recently, often slashing with a sword, and when she was fine, Li Yi didn't dare to talk to her.

"Ruyi, how about we discuss something?"

Seeing Li Yi walking over here, Liu Ruyi withdrew the sword in his hand, glanced at her, and said angrily: "What's the matter?" ”

Her tone was a little irritable, these days learning Tai Chi swordsmanship is unimpeded, the first two days finally hit a bottleneck, the entry is slow, as if she is stuck in a quagmire.

"You help me carve something on these wooden blocks, and I will teach you the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship." Li Yi looked at her and said seductively.

Negotiation is also an art, first of all, you must know what the other party needs, and prescribe the right medicine to receive miraculous results.

Miss Liu Er has been grumpy these days because of this incident, like her aunt's second visit this month, Xiaohuan has avoided her, and she must not be able to resist the temptation, so she can only act as a free labor in exchange for what she needs.

"Do you know the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship?" A trace of anger flashed on Liu Ruyi's face, and he stared at him, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Because she encountered a bottleneck, she was thinking about how to break through when she ate and slept, and suddenly someone told her that she understood the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship, and her first thought was not happiness, but anger.

This is Miss Liu Er's logic.

Seeing that Miss Liu Er's eyes began to become unkind when she looked at her, Li Yi was a little puzzled.

Shouldn't the story develop like this......

Shouldn't she happily agree to honestly carve mahjong in exchange for the essence of her nonsense Tai Chi sword, why did she look at herself with such eyes, wait, what did she do with her sword?

"What are you going to do?"

"Wait a minute, I have something to say......"

"You put down your sword first......"

"Don't do it......"

"Help!"

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After a while, Li Yi was forced into a corner by Liu Ruyi, and Miss Liu Er probably didn't know that her current posture would be called "Wall Dong" in later generations, so she just looked at Li Yi with playful eyes.

Li Yi felt that he was really too naïve just now, women were originally unreasonable animals, if this woman was called Liu Ruyi, she couldn't live with common sense.

The idea of using the essence of the Tai Chi Sword as a bargaining chip that even he doesn't know is true or false has been proven to be unworkable, looking at Miss Liu Er's appearance, she is preparing for the overlord to bow hard......

There is no rice at home, Ruyi took Xiaohuan out to purchase, Han Bo brought the door when he went out just now, there were only two people in the family, even if he broke his throat, no one would come to save him......

"For Tai Chi, the sword moves are not important, only by remembering the sword intent that turns around and forgetting the order of the moves, can you get the essence of the ............, and when facing the enemy, you can control the sword with your will, and the moves are endless, and you can do whatever you want."

The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and Li Yi still decided to compromise temporarily on Miss Liu Er's banditry.

Although I don't quite understand what this sentence means, when Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain taught Zhang Wuji Taiji Sword, he made him forget the move, probably maybe it should be about the same meaning, it should be able to bluff Miss Liu Er, right?

After dealing with Liu Ruyi for so long, Li Yi has long known that the more mysterious things are, the more they can bluff her, and as for whether she can comprehend something from it, it depends on her own understanding......

Sure enough, after hearing this, Miss Liu Er finally let go of him, and a familiar blankness appeared on her pretty face, Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief, when it comes to flickering kung fu, ordinary people are far from being compared with those who are monks, Zhang Daochang is really a god, and it is difficult for him to shoot a horse......