As the clouds gradually subsided, Sang Chen said goodbye to Chang'an. Before leaving, the king offered a thousand pieces of gold as a gift. The gentleman declined, and Zhe advised: "The gold and silk are not for reward for merit, but only to help with travel, and there are many poor and sick people in the world. Sir, I am good at saving them."
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"History of Chu in the Southern Dynasties Biography of Jiang Suiyun"
What it feels like to escape from death can only be understood by those who have experienced it. So when I opened my eyes, although I felt numb all over my body and the pain in my heart was unbearable, I still couldn't help but smile slightly.
I moved my limbs with difficulty, and there was another burst of pain. I was more sure that I was still alive in the world and not in the underworld. I groaned, and the hoarse voice just escaped from my lips. Someone had already come over and lifted up the brocade curtain on the bed. I
I looked carefully and saw that it was an imperial doctor in his forties. I forced a smile. He turned around in surprise and shouted: "Master Jiang has woken up. Go and inform Mr. Sang." Then the sound of steady footsteps came to my ears.
, and then I saw that familiar face.
Although we haven't seen each other for many years, Mr. Sang's appearance has not changed much. His beard and hair are gray, his appearance is thin, and his eyes always have that kind of concentration and ruthlessness. Yes, ruthlessness. People all over the world say that Mr. Sang is a miracle doctor who can rejuvenate his body. He often refuses to leave.
He works hard to treat the poor, but his heart is cold and heartless. I knew this back then. In his eyes, the patients are just men and women with blurred faces. When he treats the patients, he is of course dedicated and devoted to the patient's condition.
He is well aware of the changes and mood swings, but if the patient recovers afterwards, he will be a stranger to him. If the patient unfortunately dies, he will never be sad. Perhaps, in Mr. Sang's eyes, there are only patients and healthy people.
According to this classification, for him, patients are just tools used to verify medical skills. If there is anyone who is an exception, then it is probably me.
I remember that when we first met, my father asked him for medical treatment. He only took one look and said that my father's disease was deep-rooted and that even if he could be cured, he would only be able to live in a few years. My father was a little disappointed and even planned not to treat him anymore. It was I who said to my father:
'A few years is short for ordinary people, but it is very important for us father and son. The son is still young. Without the care of his father, he will inevitably be homeless. If the father cannot afford it, how can he be assured of his child's future livelihood? It is not as good as father and son.
If they depend on each other for a few more years, if the father is in pain, the son will naturally not dare to force his father, but as long as the child takes good care of him, the father should not suffer much.'
My father was just temporarily discouraged. Seeing my sincere words, he sought medical treatment again. After hearing what I said, Mr. Sang simply said: "This kid is quite sensible." After that, he stayed to diagnose and treat my father, and he stayed for several months.
He taught me medical skills. I once heard him say that he had no ambition to practice medicine to help the world. Practicing medicine was just his way of making a living. Although he said it so coldly and ruthlessly, I just liked how straightforward he was, and Mr. Sang could not see the patient in his eyes.
, but fortunately he is usually taciturn. If anyone knew the thoughts of Xinglin Medical Sage in the eyes of the world, they would probably be shocked.
I couldn't help but shed tears when I saw Mr. Sang. This is my only elder in this world. Mr. Sang understood what I was thinking and came over to check my pulse. He said calmly: "Suiyun, your injury is no longer serious.
These days, you have taken a lot of valuable tonics. Although you have saved your life, you are still a little too energetic. These days, you should take your time to nurse yourself back to health. I will treat you carefully after your injuries have recovered.'
I looked at Mr. Sang inquiringly, and he smiled slightly and said, "Are you asking His Highness King Yong and the boy who has been using his energy to keep you alive? King Yong has been too tired these days, and I have asked him to go back."
Rest. It is said that His Highness fell asleep and is not awake yet. Your attendant is indeed loyal, but I saw that his internal energy was too exhausted and he refused to rest, so I took a dose of medicine to let him rest obediently.
Now, when he wakes up, it will be a good time to break down and build up again. I will supervise him to practice in seclusion. Your child is not congenitally gifted and will not have much success in martial arts. He is a prodigy in martial arts. Although his martial arts
It is indeed very sophisticated, but he is extremely talented to be able to practice it to this level. My martial arts skills have not been passed on to anyone yet, so why not teach them to him? You are my half-disciple, and he is loyal to you, so teach him the same.
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I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Although I didn't know the depth of Mr. Sang's martial arts, I could tell from his tone that he must be extraordinary. After thinking about it, I remembered that King Yong must have been very tired for many days, otherwise how could he not wake up?
I couldn't help but feel a little anxious, so I quickly held Mr. Sang's hand and wrote the word "王" on his palm. Mr. Sang smiled slightly and said: "It's rare that His Highness is so kind to you. I have already visited him. You
Do not worry.'
Only then did I relax. At this time, a maid brought a bowl of medicine and carefully served me to drink it. After taking the medicine, I felt sleepy again and fell asleep again. This continued for several days.
I spent the time sleeping and taking medicine. It was not until seven days later that I no longer had to drink the soup with added ingredients and could finally lie awake in bed.
I touched my somewhat stiff legs and wanted to get out of bed and walk around, but I was stopped by Mr. Sang. Xiao Shunzi originally wanted to come and serve me, but who knew that Mr. Sang said, "There are so many martial arts masters in the world, how can you still do it?"
"Do you want your young master to be injured like this?" So he blocked it and is now training hard in seclusion. It seems that although Mr. Sang's internal skills and mental methods are very different from Xiao Shunzi's, Mr. Sang's research on martial arts is not comparable to that of Xiao Shunzi.
Yes, so my ears have become a lot clearer. At least no one is making trouble to apologize to me. King Yong and Princess took Roulan to see me once, and then Mr. Sang banned him from visiting me, saying that he wanted me to cultivate myself well.
, so as not to worry about things outside. Since then, King Yong has not come here except for sending people to greet him every day. According to Mr. Sang, it seems that King Yong is personally rectifying the defense of the palace, because the previous defense is very harmful to Jianghu.
Experts inevitably have too many loopholes. Although resting is good for my body, it is too depressing. Even my favorite books are not allowed to touch me. Mr. Sang only gave me a few Taoist scriptures on purity and non-action.
, it is said that it calms my mood, but it is quite effective. Otherwise, I feel much calmer. After experiencing life and death, I feel that many things have become insignificant. Even the shadow of the fragrance will not always linger in my heart.
Even when I think about it, it's mostly the sweetness full of happiness rather than the pain of heartbreak.
After another five or six days, Mr. Sang finally allowed me to get out of bed and walk around. Xiao Shunzi had also returned to me. With his help, I gently took the first step after recovering from the illness. My steps felt better than
The cotton was still soft, and I was out of breath after not even walking around the room. It was already mid-March, and several peach trees in the garden had already bloomed. Although the spring breeze was still a bit chilly, it was no longer so biting.
Xiao Shunzi asked people to surround a pavilion in the garden with Sichuan brocade on three sides to block the spring breeze. He also spread a thick Persian blanket inside the pavilion and put soft couches, tables and chairs. I sat comfortably on the soft couch.
, wearing the silver fox fur that His Highness King Yong had given him last winter, Mr. Sang sat on a chair, his eyes slightly closed, while Xiao Shunzi was making tea aside. Not long after, two cups of hot tea were brought over, and I drank them all in one gulp.
, I felt a sense of relief all over my limbs.
Mr. Sang drank it all in one gulp and said with a smile: 'The tea sent by His Highness is indeed good. Suiyun, King Yong treats you like a nobleman of the country. It seems that you are not willing to live in seclusion with me.'
I was stunned and asked: 'Why did you say this, sir? Is it because you don't like Zhe serving King Yong?'
Mr. Sang smiled lightly and said: "I don't care about these worldly things. King Yong is not a mediocre person. There is nothing wrong with you assisting him. I just want you to resign and go into seclusion for the sake of your health."
'
I said calmly: 'But my body can't be tired from now on?'
Mr. Sang shook his head and said: "Not only that, Suiyun, although your injury is serious, as long as you take good care of it, you can return to normal in a few years. As long as you are more careful in the past few years, there will be no serious problems. It's just a heart disease that is difficult to treat. Your
Your heart has been injured by the seven emotions. If you cannot calm down and recover from the disease, you may become terminally ill in ten years. If my prediction is correct, you must have experienced great joy and great sorrow when you were exhausted both physically and mentally. Therefore,
The Heart Sutra was injured, and the sorrow has not stopped over the years, so I developed a serious illness. Although you are good at medical skills, it is just difficult for good doctors to treat themselves, which led to today.'
Xiao Shunzi turned pale after hearing this. He looked at Sang Chen without saying a word. Sang Chen shook his head slightly, sighed and stopped talking.
I walked out from the critical moment of life and death, but heard such news again, but the strange thing is that I didn't feel sad at all in my heart. I smiled lightly and said: "This is also Zhe's destiny. Zhe used to intend to live in seclusion, but now he is under the influence of His Highness King Yong."
If such kindness cannot be repaid, wouldn't it mean that one will never live in peace for the rest of his life? Besides, if one's mind is restless, what's the use of practicing hard in the mountains? I dare not hide it from you. I am responsible for the blood revenge of killing my wife. I will never avenge this hatred, and I will die with my eyes in peace. How can I hide it?
Xiu. Only ten years are enough. The disciple is confident that he can avenge his grievances and assist King Yong to achieve great achievements. When the time comes, he will drift in the lakes and seas, life and death will be at a loss, and he will regard wealth and honor as floating clouds. Wouldn't it be happy? Life is here, so why hate death?
'
Xiao Shunzi looked pale at first, but after hearing this, his expression turned calm. Sang Chen glanced at him and asked: 'Can you let your master do this?'
Xiao Shunzi said respectfully: "The master likes this. The slaves can only rely on him. At most, the slaves will follow him under the spring. I think the master will not be lonely."
But I was not moved by what he said. After experiencing life and death, many of my thoughts have changed. Xiao Shunzi died for me, and I only felt that I had one more friend under the spring, and with my methods, he
It was not difficult for him to survive, so I just glanced at him lightly and smiled slightly to show that I knew his painstaking efforts. He just said this to let me work hard to live a few more years.
Sang Chen smiled bitterly and said: 'That's all, it's up to you, but I will take good care of you during this period, and it will be up to you in the future.'
I asked in confusion: 'Why does your husband still want to travel far away? Why does he need to be at home all over the world when he is so old?'
Sang Chen said calmly: "I'm old and don't want to get involved in the disputes of the world. The waves here are rough. I'm no younger than you and can't withstand the storm. But I am indeed not young. This time I plan to return to my hometown to live in seclusion. If you
If you have something to do in the future, you can come to Penglai, East China Sea, to find me.'
I nodded and said, 'Sir, you are right. If the situation calms down, I would also like to see the scenery of overseas fairy mountains.'
Mr. Sang hesitated for a moment and then said: 'Suiyun, is your enemy the Fengyi Sect?'
I was shaken and said calmly: 'How could you say that, sir? The Fengyi Sect is the leader in martial arts, the spiritual leader of Baidao, and a great Yong hero. How can I be an enemy of them?'
Sang Chen said calmly: "Don't worry, I have nothing to do with Fengyi Sect. When the master of Fengyi Sect became famous, I was already in my forties. Although she wanted to invite me to be her guest several times, I didn't agree. This time
They came to seek medical treatment. When I took a look, I knew that Liang Wan had been poisoned by the poison prepared by the Cut-off Grass. There is no cure for the Cut-off Grass, and the only people with this kind of medicine in the world are you and me.
So I knew it must be you, but you never do anything unreasonable, so I didn't tell them. I just said that if you take good care of her, Liang Wan can return to normal, but the past memories cannot come back.'
I felt a little relieved and asked: ‘Sir, won’t you blame me for being so ruthless?’
Sang Chen smiled lightly and said: 'I never ask about worldly affairs, but this grace-breaking grass is too poisonous, so don't use it in the future.'
I asked again: 'What do you think of Fengyi Gate, sir?'
Sang Chen took a deep look at me and said: "Master Fengyi is a pitiful person. Hateful people must be pitiful. There is nothing wrong with what you do, but you must not hurt your body. If you have hatred, you just need to
Remember who your enemy is. As for that period of hatred, it is better to forget it. It burns your heart and bones. Not remembering is the best way to treat yourself.'
I gave a gentle salute and said, "Thank you for your teaching, sir." The only person in this world who can make me submit has made it clear that he will not interfere with my affairs, so I really have no scruples. Although I don't know about Mr. Sang and Feng.
What kind of past does the leader of the Yi Sect have, but that is no longer important.
Sang Chen sighed. He felt that this child had a similar temperament as soon as he saw him. Although he was as old as his grandson, he really regarded him as his grandson, but he also knew that he could not change his mind. Fengyimen
Lord Fan Huiyao had chatted with him over wine several times. That woman was a radiant being. Although he was used to living alone, he was once attracted to her and kept the fragments of the Taiyin Heart Sutra in his collection.
He gave it to her. Without the share he gave her, I believe she would not have achieved what she has today, or would have been at least ten years slower. He has never regretted it, because martial arts is not important to him, but
For the sake of this child who would sooner or later face off against the master of Fengyi Sect, he passed on all his martial arts skills to Li Shun, presumably so that Li Shun could better protect Jiang Zhe.
After looking at Jiang Zhe, Sang Chen said calmly: 'I'm leaving now, so take care of yourself.'
I quickly said: ‘Today is too hasty, so I’d better stay a few more days so I can give Mr. a ride.’
Sang Chen smiled slightly and said: 'No need, you are not well, what can you do for me?'
At this time, a brisk voice came from the distance and said: "Why, who is leaving." I looked up and saw that it was King Yong Li Zhi who came over with Sima Xiong. He said: "Your Highness, Mr. Sang is leaving now."
Already.'
Li Zhi hurriedly said: "Sir, how can you be in such a hurry? You saved my life last time before I had time to repay you, and this time you saved Jiang Sima's life. If I don't stay for a few more days, I'm afraid I will be accused of poor hospitality."
'
Sang Chen said calmly: 'It's useless to stay any longer. Suiyun is no longer in serious trouble. I still have things to do, so I have to leave.'
Seeing Sang Chen's firm words, Li Zhi knew that he could not force him, so he asked someone to fetch gold beads worth thousands of gold. He said, "I dare not force you to keep them. Please accept these gold beads. I dare not say thank you, but I am just asking for help."
'
Sang Chen said calmly: 'Suiyun is my old friend. If His Highness hadn't spared the precious medicine, I would have died long ago. Sang is so grateful, how dare he accept the gold and silver.'
Now King Yong refused to agree, and repeatedly begged Mr. Sang to accept it. I knew Mr. Sang's temper, and I didn't want them to get stiff, so I advised: "Sir, you should keep these gold and silver. If word spreads, it is said to be King Yong's."
Your Highness doesn't even pay for travel, which I'm afraid is not nice to hear. Moreover, Your Highness often treats the poor and sick. They don't have money to buy medicine, and they often ask Your Majesty to donate money to help. Your Highness's gold and silver, Your Majesty, I accept it as a gift for them.
Bar.'
My words hit the mark. Although Mr. Sang is as cold-hearted as ice, he always treats sick people when he sees them. Of course, he has to pay for them himself, so he is always empty. Fortunately, he has saved thousands of people everywhere.
There were people to receive him, but those people probably didn't know that Mr. Sang couldn't remember who they were.
Sang Chen felt that what Jiang Zhe said was reasonable, so he accepted the gold and silver and said goodbye. King Yong saw him off in person. Only I was not allowed to follow him. I could only watch Mr. Sang walk out of Hanyuan. Alas, I have only one in this world.
This is an elder, and we will be separated after only a few days together. The sadness of separation cannot help but surge into our hearts. Those who are dejected and ecstatic are just saying goodbye.
Xiao Shunzi came back soon after seeing me off. He looked a little hesitant and said: 'Sir, would you like to check the relationship between Mr. Sang and the master of Fengyi Sect? It seems that there is no intelligence on these matters.'
I said calmly: "No need, I know Mr. Sang's character very well. Since he said he doesn't care, he doesn't care. If we kill Fengyi Sect Master, Mr. Sang won't be surprised, as long as we don't use excessive force on Fengyi Sect Master."
The method is enough. Besides, who is the master of Fengyi Sect? Even if we destroy the entire Fengyi Sect, we may not be able to harm her.'
Xiao Shunzi's expression changed and he asked: 'If the master of Fengyi Sect escapes in the future, wouldn't it mean endless troubles? There must be a way to trap her.'
I looked at Xiao Shunzi, smiled slightly and said: 'There is a way to do this, but it depends on you. If you can take on Fengyi Sect Master's hundred moves without losing, then I have a chance of winning.'
Xiao Shunzi looked resolute and said: 'Don't worry, sir, I will do it.' I smiled and nodded. Then he said: 'Why hasn't His Highness come over yet? He must have something to discuss with me when he comes over today.'
Xiao Shunzi's face suddenly became very strange, and after a while he said: "His Highness received some news just now, so he didn't come over. He will probably come over soon." As soon as he finished speaking, I saw Li Zhi's figure, but I
There was no time to ask Xiao Shunzi why he looked uneasy.