Chapter Eighty-Four: Preparing for Wine, Lack of Money
"Little Master, you must seize this opportunity."
When the old man and the young man walked out of the Shu Mansion, the old housekeeper said with a trace of seriousness on his face.
"Uncle Liu, I know that I will not disappoint my grandfather."
Pei Xingjian's eyes flickered, he clenched his fists and said, after the New Year, he is already nine years old, he is already a teenager, and he has the ability to judge by himself.
He often heard the clan grandfather talk about this An Xuangong, who is a rare talent in the world, and he is not as good as what if, to know that his clan grandfather has a very high vision.
Even if there was a great Confucian visiting, he only commented on Shang Ke two words, which can imagine the horror of this An Xuangong.
He knew that this was an opportunity that his grandfather had only come up with on his deathbed, and he must take advantage of it.
The old butler looked at the little master and nodded, and at the same time felt relieved for the old master in his heart, he would not forget the scene when his master entrusted the little young master to him.
"The rise and fall of the Pei clan in Hedong in the next few decades will fall on Xingjian."
The old housekeeper kept this sentence firmly in his heart, and the old man was afraid that after he died, he was afraid that the little master would suffer any unfair treatment, so he arranged for him to come to Chang'an.
He knew that the master valued the little master, and secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must raise the little master as an adult.
At this time, Shu An's face in the Shu Mansion was a little strange, and he didn't expect that the academy had already had its first student before it started.
However, Shu An's eyes flickered, and as Li Shimin's imperial examination reform attracted firepower in front, then the enrollment standards for the academy were about to begin.
"There weren't so many students in the first batch, but about 20 students."
Shu An thought silently, he didn't have the idea of recruiting disciples, that would be too attention-grabbing.
And compared to the children of the family or the nobles, he is more interested in the children of the poor family.
For example, Shu Madhu and others have changed their fate under their own changes, whether they are in the official career or the army, or to be a businessman, I believe that everyone will have good achievements.
Originally, they were orphans, maybe because of war, or because of natural and man-made disasters, if there was no Shu An, the original fate might have died, or they might have been like ordinary people.
As for wanting to become what you are now, unless you encounter a great opportunity, it is not so easy to change your destiny in this era.
"Then let's let out some rumors first."
Shu An's eyes flickered and he muttered softly, looking at the world's reaction to the academy.
"Step, step!"
Just as Shu An's thoughts were flying, a footstep sound came, which brought Shu An back to his senses.
"Qingque, why are you the only one today?"
Shu An couldn't help but think of Li Tai's figure today, it's time to practice calligraphy again, and in this era, there are not as many days as the holidays in later generations.
"Grandpa An, the queen mother said that my sister was unwell and asked me to come alone."
Li Tai said respectfully, but he didn't care about it in his words, but was a little happy, because there was no one to eat with him.
"Beauty, is that often the case?"
Shu An heard the ordinary in Li Tai's words, and couldn't help but continue to ask.
"My sister has a bout of discomfort every once in a while."
Li Tai replied without any hesitation, although there were some Grandpa An who were curious about this matter.
"Well, Qingque will go to practice calligraphy first."
Shu An's eyes flickered and he said absent-mindedly, and there seemed to be a trace of thought in his words.
Li Tai nodded, and immediately went to practice calligraphy by himself, he was more familiar with Shu Mansion than the palace, and he was not the slightest stranger.
As time went by, when Shu An sent Li Tai away, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
At the beginning, he took care of Wujian with all his heart and found a lot of medicinal materials, but even so, there was no good way to face this disease.
The only thing I can think of is to strengthen my own constitution and prevent it from recurring, but it seems to be genetic.
Even the beauty or the pockets born later don't seem to live long, because they are born with illness.
After thinking of this, even Shu An's face had some headaches, after all, he was not a miracle doctor in his previous life, nor was he a medical student.
In the face of such a situation, even he has some powerlessness, the traverser is not omnipotent, at least he is not.
"Laifu, go to find someone, just say that An Xuan is preparing wine in Chang'an."
Shu An's voice sounded slowly, and there was a glimmer of hope in his words, even asthma in later generations can be regarded as an unsolvable symptom.
Although it can be controlled by drugs and live a similar life to normal people, those drugs are not available in this era.
Although he also remembered the system, he still shook his head, because this system was not reliable at all and could be completely ignored.
"Master, I don't know who to look for?"
Laifu asked with a hint of doubt on his face, there are still people who personally find someone and invite him.
"Sun Simiao!"
Shu An slowly spit out a name and said, this person is the contemporary divine doctor Sun Simiao.
"Yes!"
Laifu's face was stunned for a moment, but he immediately said respectfully, because he had seen this miracle doctor, and the old man had communicated with him a lot.
When Laifu retired, Shu An's face couldn't help but continue to think, although the average age of this era is not high.
But some people are born with a longevity, such as Sun Simiao, you must know that if he remembers correctly, Sun Simiao is nearly sixty years old this year.
If it were anyone else, I am afraid that he would have half stepped into the coffin, but Sun Simiao's age has many controversies in history.
Many are at least 100 years old, and even Shu An doesn't know if he can survive this medicine king.
"Later generations paid attention to education and medical care, and this is also the case in this era, if you want to make a name for yourself, then starting with medical care also has a lot of roles."
Shu An thought silently, in this era, the medical hall is called a sick house, but if ordinary people are sick, they basically look down on the disease.
Of course, even if you see a doctor, it may not be useful, even if there are many princes in the palace, there are many young people, not to mention ordinary people's homes.
However, it is not so easy to see a doctor for free, because the first thing is money.
Shu An also found a lot of money before, but now it seems that there is not much, if you want to benefit the people of the world, it is not enough to rely on his wealth alone.
"I didn't expect that I Shu'an would have a day when I was short of money."
Shu An couldn't help but think of some self-deprecation, but then his face became serious, because money is inevitably indispensable.