I eat property in Datang

Chapter 111
The quilt was thrown off, and Huang Meng instantly turned into a lively figure.

There is no haggard look on his face.

"Ahem! Old man, you're not good. If you see it, you'll see it. It's shameful to use your hands and feet!" Huang Meng snatched the quilt back easily.

But the tone is very skinny.

"Tell me! Why are you pretending to be sick!" Sun Simiao gave him an angry look.

He was almost worried about Huang Meng.

Huang Meng said with a bitter face: "Did you hear what happened yesterday morning?"

"Hmm! You're talking about Zhang Liang's loss of money, you got rich!" Sun Simiao looked at the box and felt that it was worth no less than [-] guan.

This is ten times more than the bag of gold and silver beans that Huang Meng rewarded him back then.

"It's not this, what happened next?" Huang Meng really wanted to knock open the old man's head to have a look.

When did the old man with a clean sleeve become such a philistine, his eyes only focused on money.

Sun Simiao was a little embarrassed, and when he remembered it, he said, "I heard that Gao De came later, His Majesty kindly approved you to study in the Imperial College!"

and many more!

Sun Simiao seemed to understand.

Huang Meng cast an expression that would be good if he understood.

But Sun Simiao changed his face in an instant: "Nonsense, others are very grateful, and you can't get into the Imperial College for all kinds of requests. There are only a few hundred students there a year. You know how precious the quota is, and you pretend to be sick."

"Ahem! It's not as serious as what you said. I'm talking about it. I'm 14 years old and I'm not suitable for entering the school. Besides, the school can't teach me anything. Instead of wasting my time, I'd rather spend my time at home thinking about how to serve Datang. Adding bricks and tiles." Huang Meng ran up the train with his mouth full.

Anyway, just one thing, I don’t want to go to school.

Enough with the scriptures in the previous life.

In this life, I will not go to death.

"What kind of fallacies are you talking about? There are ages when entering a school. As long as you are not over the age, you can go to the Imperial College to study hard. With the little material in your stomach, what can you have? You are good at studying, but Guozixue, Taixue, etc. How can you do four studies, law studies, and calligraphy? Look at your crooked handwriting, I can't bear to read it." Sun Simiao said with a tone of hatred:
"I said that His Majesty appreciates you and gives you a chance. Don't you just want to be a merchant for the rest of your life, a commoner that others look down on? Have you ever thought about Xiaomeng and Uncle Zhong?"

"There's nothing wrong with being a businessman, so what about ordinary people, as long as you can do great things and make others respect and fear, why jump into that big dye vat and make yourself black and red." Huang Meng threw off the quilt, and his stubborn character Just got up:

"And talk about me, you yourself have been a doctor all your life, and you haven't seen how you are doing."

You, Sun Simiao, are not the same as you who politely rejected the emperors of the three dynasties, and you are not the same as the idle clouds and wild cranes.

It's not the same as staying away from worldly troubles.

Feel free to tell me.

"You...can I do the same? I love medicine, and my ambition is to save the world's suffering people from diseases and disasters.

I used to be old, and this life will be like this.You're different, you're young, you... hey! "Speaking of this, Sun Simiao let out a long sigh and fell silent.

Seeing a look of loneliness in Sun Simiao's eyes, Huang Meng patted his shoulder and sat together.

"Old Daoist, you forgot your career, you are still young, actually, I know how to judge fate, I have calculated it for you, you can live to be a hundred years old, and you can still jump up and down a mountain in one breath , the back hurts, and the legs are not sore." Huang Meng smiled and comforted:
"Your career is great. Let me tell you one thing. You can see things that our naked eyes can't see with glazed glass to make a convex and concave mirror. Do you want to take a look at it? , Do you want to study viruses and those bugs that are invisible to the naked eye?"

"Can bacteria and viruses still be seen?"

Sure enough, as soon as this kind of thing was mentioned, the old man became energetic and grabbed Huang Meng to make him speak more clearly.

Huang Meng then talked to him about the theory of microscopy and the microcosm.

It was the first time for Sun Simiao to hear such detailed knowledge about this aspect.

It sucks like a sponge.

Listening to that is concentrated.

"Cough cough! Let's stop here today. After all, I am sick. If I talk too much, I will suffer more wind and cold. It will be troublesome if I can't get out of bed in the next three to five months.!" Just cut it off immediately.

Sun Simiao had no choice but to be fascinated, every time he did this, he really wanted to slap Huang Meng.

"Huang boy, you are so unkind. Every time you talk halfway, you are not at all happy." Sun Simiao said angrily:

"Tell me, what's the condition?"

"I knew that only you, the old man, can understand me!" Huang Meng said directly this time:
"Help me cover it. I don't want to go to the Imperial College for the time being. Of course, I will still go when the time is right, but not now!"

Sun Simiao was silent for a while and said: "Just this one time, the next one will not be an example!"

"Hahaha, deal!"

Sun Simiao couldn't understand Huang Meng anyway, he was like a three-year-old child at such an age.

Was it so difficult last time?

Shaking his head, Sun Simiao left the room.

Outside, Uncle Zhong asked: "Genius doctor, how is my young master? Does it matter?"

"Don't worry, Brother Huang, there's nothing wrong with him. It's just that he soaked in the river water yesterday, got a bit of wind and cold, and used force to consume his energy, so he will be disturbed by external evils. It's okay. Just rest for ten days and a half months and you'll be fine." .” Sun Simiao said:
"You don't need to take medicine, just a few injections can restore your spirits, but don't go out, stay at home if you can, and proper exercise will help you recover!"

After listening to Huang Meng in the room, he secretly gave Sun Simiao a thumbs up.

The old man is better at telling lies than he is.

And thoughtful.

No medicine, no need to lie in bed.

This is simply a roundworm in his heart.

After listening to Sun Simiao's explanation, everyone was relieved.

It's fine!
It doesn't seem to be heavy without taking medicine.

…………

Guozijian!
Guozi Academy.

Kong Yingda walked in with rhythmic steps as usual.

As soon as he reached the door, he coughed.

There were still some playful students in the classroom, and they turned into good babies in an instant, and all sat back in their seats.

Corrected the sitting posture.

Only then did Kong Yingda walk in.

When he came to the position where he was giving the lecture, he first glanced at the crowd below.

I saw a vacant desk at the back.

His face was a little displeased, and he raised his most severe face and asked:
"Who is this? My master is absent from class again!"

This is warm and angry.

But you who are sitting here look at me and I look at you, whispering to each other, and I don't know who is absent.

Everyone goes to class together, who comes and who doesn't.

It's all very clear.

And basically no one dared to miss Kong Yingda's class.

Even the prince and all the princes have to be honest.

After all, the old master Confucius has made a show of power, and today he has to give way.

This one dared to go directly to Emperor Li Er to complain.

Not to mention going to Li Er to make a small report.

So Kong Yingda asked everyone to sign up one by one.

As a result, after a lap, there was no shortage.

I muttered something strange in my heart, and then continued to teach.

Before returning to the office after class, ask the teaching assistant to find out what's going on.

Soon the teaching assistant came back to report: "Returning to the sacrificial wine, it turns out that yesterday His Majesty authorized a young merchant named Huang Dameng to enter the Imperial College, and sent him to the Imperial College by name. I hope that the master will teach him the essentials of the Mingjing."

"Confused! How could Your Majesty act so nonsense, it's extremely absurd." After hearing this, Kong Yingda became angry, stood up and flicked her sleeves, and walked towards the gate of the Imperial College with her shoulders behind her.

(End of this chapter)