"Me," I laughed, "Ling'er, of course I can do it."
"Brother, why can you do it?"
I smiled and said: "Ling'er, because your brother and I have no personal interests to pursue. Everyone in the world has the so-called public and private, but for me, there is no difference. Naturally, there is no such thing as using power for personal gain." ,"
Fang Ling thought for a moment and said, "Brother, it sounds reasonable."
Even though Fang Ling knew my identity as emperor, he showed no sign of being alienated from me as the emperor. Perhaps after losing his memory, he also lost the feudal idea of respecting the emperor. In addition, Fang Ling and I With his indulgence and pampering, people around him also accepted Fang Ling's advanced way of expression.
More or less, I seemed to feel bits and pieces of Ling Shan from Fang Ling.
When we approached the north bank of West Lake, I suggested: "Let's go to Yanfu Temple and see it."
"Yanfu Temple, Monk Lianzhen, okay." Although Fang Ling couldn't remember ever going to Yanfu Temple, he heard me mention it, so he knew that there was a monk named Lianzhen in Yanfu Temple who was skilled in medicine. Xiaoxian Shu.
Zhang Quan is still not very familiar with Lin'an and has no opinion on where to go for an outing.
As soon as they landed, Yuan Ji, who had excellent eyesight, pointed to a pavilion not far ahead and said, "Sir, look, it's Ouyang Jianqing and Mr. Jerry."
Ouyang Jianqing did not travel with the Eastern Expedition this time, but stayed in Lin'an and was responsible for the recruitment of new recruits for the navy.
"Haha, it's them," I slowly walked forward and came to the pavilion and said, "Mr. Jerry, why do you have time to come here today?"
Jerry and Ouyang Jianqing, who had their backs to us, turned around. When they saw it was us, they were stunned for a moment. They quickly stepped forward and saluted: "My subordinate Jerry, my subordinate Ouyang Jianqing has met Mr. Hu Yan."
I waved my hand and said, "Whatever,"
Jerry Polo said happily: "Mr. Huyan, I'm so happy to see you here. To use a saying from the Song Dynasty, it's like 'there are no places in life where we don't meet'."
"Well, Mr. Jerry, this sentence is well used. In the past two years, your Song Dynasty dialect has been fully qualified."
Ouyang Jianqing said: "Master Huyan, Mr. Jerry is about to leave for his hometown, so I specially accompanied Mr. Jerry to visit the West Lake."
I nodded and said: "Yes, in a few days, the big ship will make its maiden voyage. Mr. Jerry, you can finally go home to visit your relatives."
Jerry said excitedly: "That's right, Mr. Huyan. I'm very grateful to you and Ouyang Jianqing for helping me. This time when I go back, I will definitely find more talents that Mr. Huyan likes to come to Lin'an."
"Okay, Mr. Jerry, we are going to Yanfu Temple on the mountain, why don't we go together,"
"Yes, sir,"
Fang Lingling said cheerfully: "Mr. Jerry, although I can understand your Chinese, your tone is weird."
To Chinese ears, the tone in which Westerners speak Chinese is quite strange. This phenomenon has not changed since ancient times and has continued to the later generations. After research, later generations found that there are two main reasons. First, there are many reasons. Western languages only have two tones, light and heavy, while Chinese has four tones; there is also a difference in the place of pronunciation. Western languages mostly start pronunciation at the uvula, which is often called a posterior pronunciation, while when speaking Chinese, the pronunciation is I am used to pronouncing it forward.
For example, when Ouyang Jianqing said "subordinate", the word "subordinate" was the third tone, while when Jerry said "subordinate", he said "under the tree".
Jerry Polo smiled and said: "Miss Fang, Mr. Huyan, you Han people have many dialects, and what I speak can be considered one of them."
"You can also say that, Mr. Jerry, you know why your Chinese is always different from ours,"
Jerry shook his head and said, "Sir, I don't know."
I told Jerry the two reasons I knew. This is a very common truth in later generations. Jerry and Polo nodded frequently and said in praise: "Master Huyan, I didn't expect that you even know this. God, you are really God." People,"
"Mr. Jerry, our country has a vast territory and many ethnic groups. Naturally, there will be many dialects. Just for us Han people, there are no less than a hundred dialects. For example, Ouyang Jianqing's hometown dialect belongs to the Central Sichuan dialect. What Linger is talking about is Jiangnan dialect. Although what I am talking about is Lin'an dialect, it belongs to Lin'an Mandarin. It has the flavor of northern language and is different from the local language of Lin'an. Some of these languages are very different. It is difficult for people who are familiar with each other to understand. In remote villages, even if they are only separated by a mountain, people on both sides of the village will most likely not be able to understand what the other party is saying."
Jerry said: "The Song Dynasty was far more vast than my hometown. No wonder during the Tang Dynasty, this land was respectfully called the Celestial Dynasty."
"Mr. Jerry, the Tang Dynasty was strong and powerful, and all the surrounding ethnic groups came to pay tribute. In the near future, our Song Dynasty will definitely do the same, and not only the ethnic groups surrounding our dynasty, I will let the whole world know ,In the east, there is a powerful and wealthy country called Song Dynasty,"
"Yes, yes," Jerry praised, "Sir, can I be considered a member of the Song Dynasty?"
"The Song Dynasty welcomes people from all over the world to come here. Those who agree with our civilization and laws can naturally come to our country. Mr. Jerry, you are a friend of our Dynasty and you have done a great service to our Dynasty. If you If you are willing, you can apply for a formal Song Dynasty household registration at any time,"
"Okay, Young Master, when my subordinates come back from visiting relatives, they will formally apply to join the Song Dynasty nationality,"
I laughed and said: "Welcome,"
When we approached Yanfu Temple, I put on my mask, and then we walked through a tree-lined path, and a group of seven people went straight to the temple gate.
"Brother, although Yanfu Temple is not big, I didn't expect that the incense here is so strong. It seems to be no less than Lingyin Temple," Fang Ling said while looking at the bustling crowd in front of the door.
"Well, since Monk Lian Zhen has been practicing medicine here, as long as he is in the temple, many people will come here to ask him to take a pulse and diagnose. This Lian Zhen has good medical skills and does not charge any money, so he is very popular around him. The love of the people,"
"It seems that Master Lian Zhen is also kind-hearted, and his charity work is similar to that of our Red Cross Society,"
There is a long queue on the left side of the main hall of Yanfu Temple. According to preliminary estimates, there are about 20 people, all of whom seem to be local people. There is also a young novice monk on the side of the crowd to maintain order, asking everyone to line up one by one. of medical treatment.
Following Fang Ling, we first came to the main hall and worshiped the three statues of Sakyamuni Buddha enshrined there. Then, we casually looked around in other halls and then returned to the left side of the main hall.
"Several donors, please line up." Seeing the large number of us, the young novice mistook us for people seeking medical treatment.
Fang Lingdao: "Little master, we are not here to see a doctor,"
"Really? Dear donors, please go elsewhere. The master has just returned. In the past few days, many people have come here to seek medical treatment. The place here is small, so don't affect the people who are seeking medical treatment."
Fang Ling smiled and said: "Little master, it's okay. We came here to see Master Lian Zhen last year. We happened to pass by here today, so we stopped by to visit. I didn't expect the master to be so busy. By the way, little master, come here Are the doctors here all from nearby villagers?"
"That's not necessarily the case. Last year, it was mainly villagers from the surrounding areas, but this year, many people are from Lin'an City. You see, the donor surnamed Chen with a child in the front is from Lin'an City. A businessman, said to be from central Sichuan,"
"Chuanzhong," I subconsciously followed the gestures of the little novice monk, and sure enough I saw the middle-aged man named Chen with a child. I suddenly asked: "Little master, in addition to treating people, Master Lianzhen also treats people." Do you want to read faces?"
The little novice monk showed a hint of helplessness and said: "Master hasn't read people's faces for a long time. There are too many people seeing patients now, so how can I have time? But, having said that, we all like to watch the master read people's faces. How can it be like now?" , we only treat people, and we don’t understand this disease or that disease at all, it’s simply boring,”
Fang Lingdao: "Compared with reading fortune tellers, curing diseases and rescuing people is a more good deed. Monks practice this kind of good deed. You, the little master, can learn medical skills from Master Lian Zhen. Wouldn't it be boring?"
"Donor, you don't know something," said the little novice monk, who seemed to be a talkative person. "Master is just a guest monk of this temple. He is not here five or six times a year. Even if he is here, he is just a substitute." Healing diseases, or being with us to preside over, there is no time to teach us," the little novice sighed and said, "Dear donors, why don't you go to the side room to rest, and I will invite you after the master has seen the patient. Master, meet you all,"
"Haha, no need, little master, you are busy with your work, we will come back another day,"
"That's okay. Dear donors, please walk slowly."
When we turned around to leave, we heard a loud sound coming from the clinic where Lian Zhen was sitting.
"Chen, thank you Master Lianzhen. My little baby's illness is basically cured. Baby, come and kowtow to Master Lianzhen,"
Fang Lingdao: "This man has such a loud voice, Ouyang Jianqing, is he speaking your Sichuan dialect?"
Ouyang Jianqing nodded and was about to answer when he heard Yang Lianzhenjia say in the same dialect: "Mr. Chen, don't be polite. A poor monk is a monk. Naturally, he should accumulate virtue and do good deeds. This is the daily homework of a poor monk."
After saying that, Yang Lianzhenjia handed a prescription to the businessman surnamed Chen, and then said, "Mr. Chen, follow this prescription and take it for two more days. Give the baby more water to drink. You will be completely fine in two days."
"Okay, okay, Master Lian Zhen is really the reincarnation of the Medicine Buddha Bodhisattva. Thank you again, Chen." The man surnamed Chen clasped his hands together and said, "Master, let's go first."
"Well, walk slowly, I have other guests here, so I'll see them off not too far away,"
"Gotta get it, gotta get it,"
Although Yang Lianzhenjia's voice was not loud, it was clear to our ears, especially Yuan Ji, Fang Ling, Ouyang Jianqing and others who heard every word.