The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 50: About the sunspot

This comatose man also had a child servant who had been following him all the time. Hearing Xiaobao say this, he was angry and embarrassed, and argued, "Little Master, my husband is naturally dark-skinned, so it's not poisonous! "

When the boy said this, Xiaobao and all the monks looked at each other, is this just a little bit? They never thought that Song people could be so black.

Little Treasure had to apologize, "It shouldn't be poisoning... It's just a blue complexion. Could it be a chronic disease?"

The boy servant said aggrieved: "Lang Jun has always been in good health. This time, I went to Malaysia and Beijing all the way, and when we got to the temple gate, he passed out. I don't know what sudden illness happened."

It was funny when I knew it, so I checked the man's pulse and said, "It's okay, I'll prescribe a prescription, decoct the medicine, and take a few notes."

The boy servant is busy and thankful, and carefully serves the pen and ink.

Understanding the prescription, I asked Xiaobao to grab the medicine, fried it and fed it to him. Also called Xiaobao and his servants to take turns looking after the man.

The man slept until the night, and Xiaobao asked someone to send a letter home, telling his family that he would go back later to take care of the patient.

When the second watch came, the family saw that he hadn't come back, so they guessed that the patient might need to be looked after all night. As usual, Zheng Ping made a midnight snack and asked Yunyan to send it back to Xiaobao, so that he would not be hungry at night.

Yunyan recalled Midnight, and entered the Zen Temple familiarly, and asked where Xiaobao was. When she saw that the door was closed in the east, she knocked on the door.

Not long after, a boy dressed as a servant came to open the door, and was stunned when she saw Yun Yanhui, who was not dressed like a monk.

Yunyan recalled that this person belonged to the patient's family, and said, "Hello, I'm the elder brother of Zhengyue, and I'm here to bring him some food."

The boy servant suddenly realized, and invited Yun Yan to come back in.

Seeing that Yunyan was back, Xiaobao hurriedly greeted him, took over the midnight snack, and called the boy servant: "Baoxing, you didn't eat much at night, let's eat together."

This is called Bao Xing's boy servant with a frown, "My husband is not awake, how can I eat."

"My master said that he will wake up tonight, don't be afraid." Xiaobao comforted him.

Baoxing felt relieved, so he sat down to eat with Xiaobao.

Yun Yan Hui stood aside and waited, and saw a patient lying on the clothes. Although the candle light was flickering, it was not clear that the face was very dark. Is this a heat stroke? It seems that you have a little sunburn, and I think you need the whitening mask made by Zen master..."

Little Treasure has missed out once, and said embarrassingly: "This gentleman is born with this kind of skin."

Huh, that's how you were born? It doesn't look like mixed blood. Song people are still so black?

Yun Yanhui looked at the man again in amazement, and suddenly saw his eyelids move a few times, so he leaned up, "Hey, your husband seems to be waking up."

Bao Xing hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and put down the bowl to come over to take a look.

At this time, the person on the bed struggled to open his eyes, looked at Yun Yan and replied, "Where is this, what happened, who are you..."

"I don't know, I'm just a dinner party..." Yun Yan had just finished speaking, when Bao Xing had already squeezed in front of him and said to him, "Lang Jun, this is the Bianjing Daxiangguo Temple, today you I rushed my horse to the front of the temple, and you fell on your head, unconscious, thanks to the disciples of the abbot Liran who discovered you and brought you in to be treated by the Zen master, only then could you wake up.”

Yunyan looked back at the man, whose lips were still pale, and his dark skin was especially weak, so he turned around and called for him.

After I came to know, I checked the pulse of the person and said, "It's good to wake up, but I can't get out of bed for a while, and I still need to take a few patches."

This person thanked him again and again, and reported his name, "Fortunately, the abbot saved me, and I am very grateful. My surname is Bao Mingzheng, someone from Luzhou Prefecture..."

Yun Yan, who was doing nothing at all, had his eyes wide open when he returned, "What the hell, Bao Zheng?" Bao Gong? !

Bao Zheng saw that the boy next to him suddenly widened his eyes when he heard his name, with a look of astonishment, he couldn't help but paused and asked curiously, "Why is this little brother so surprised when he heard my name, do you and I know each other? "

Yunyan nodded back, shook her head sharply, and stammered: "No, I don't know, it's just that Mr. Lang has the same name and surname as a friend of mine, and he was born with the same skin color as Mr. Lang. But he is not from Luzhou Prefecture..."

Right now, this Bao Gong - if it's really that Bao Zheng - doesn't seem to be very old, and he is not famous in the world, so Yun Yanhui dare not say that he knows him, so he has to find an excuse to explain his own surprise.

"How could there be such a coincidence in the world?" Bao Zheng smiled slightly, "I didn't expect there were people as black as me in the world."

Yun Yan replied: "..." Shouldn't it be said that there are people with the same name and surname as you? It seems that Lord Bao is also used to being teased about his skin color. I don't know if the nickname is really Bao Heizi.

Bao Zheng just woke up, and he was short of breath after a few words. Bao Xing hurriedly helped him fall asleep.

Yunyan wanted to continue to confirm, but had to say good night and go home.

Although it's been so long, Yun Yanhui has never met many famous people, especially those who have come into close contact with them.

In the past two years, Fan Zhongyan, who "worries before the world, and enjoys the world after it", had known Kaifeng Mansion for a while, but Yun Yanhui had seen it from a distance a few times, but he didn't have the chance to talk.

Unexpectedly, a Bao Qingtian fell from the sky, which made Yun Yan feel a little unbelievable. According to the understanding of the TV series, he vaguely remembered that Bao Zheng was from Luzhou, and it should be this one.

I just didn't expect that Bao Zheng's skin is really so dark!

But the facial features are straight and handsome... By the way, isn't there a crescent moon on the head? I don't seem to see it.

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Yunyan thought back for a long time, and ran to Ran's place again the next day.

It is common for him to come here, and Xiaobao is here, so no one thinks much, including Bao Zheng's servant Bao Xing.

Bao Zheng had not recovered from his illness, but Yun Yan took the opportunity to talk to Bao Xing, and took a look at his family's situation. After knowing that his family's words were correct, he was completely sure that this was Kaifeng in the future. Bao Zheng, the governor of the government.

Yun Yanhui still has a good impression of famous officials like Ouyang Xiu, Fan Zhongyan, and Bao Zheng. This is a rare opportunity to get along with historical celebrities. Yun Yanhui thought about how to ask Bao Zheng for a word. So he enthusiastically cooked the Hehua fish soup and sent it to Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng and Bao Xing saw that he brought the fish soup in person, and thought it was Xiaobao's light.

After drinking the soup, the mouth is full of fresh fragrance and the aroma of Hehua flowers. Fang knows that it is the Hehua fish in the Daxiangguo Temple, which is famous all over the world. He quickly expressed his thanks, "The Hehua fish is worth several thousand dollars in Luzhou Prefecture. The price has no market, and Yan Ge’er’s cooking skills are even more superb, this fish soup is really precious.”

"You're welcome, although Hehuayu is rare for foreign friends, but we Bianjing people are used to eating it. You are sick, so drink more soup to replenish your body." Yun Yan looked back at them and drank the soup. , and asked carefully, "Are you going to Beijing to take the exam?"

Bao Zheng smiled bitterly, "My wise brother doesn't know anything, I am a jinshi in the previous division, and I was assigned to Fengyang Prefecture to be a county magistrate, only because of the execution of the prisoner, and I have no face to return after being dismissed. Hometown, I will go to Beijing to make plans.”

Bao Zheng told the reason frankly, with a hint of shame on his face.

Hey, did Bao Qingtian still get fired? Yun Yan regained her self-consciously long posture, and then comforted: "I think Your Excellency is not a thing in the pool. It will definitely be used again and again in the future. Don't be discouraged."

"It's good news for you." Bao Zheng was sick for a while, but his heart was relieved. Hearing his sincere voice, he was also refreshed and thanked.

Bao Zheng fell off a horse before, because he was tired from the long journey, and he was depressed. Now he took the medicine and rested for a few days, and his mood was relieved.

It coincided with the Wanxing Temple Fair in Daxiangguo Temple. Bao Zheng used to concentrate on scientific research when he went to Beijing. He had never visited the temple. This time, he happened to live in the temple again, so he strolled through the temple fair. He felt very lively and orderly. The management of the temple is attentive.

After observing again, it is not that there is no dispute, but if it cannot be resolved, they will drag each other and say that they are going to the festival management office of Daxiangguo Temple. Bao Zheng became curious and followed.

I saw some long tables in a Buddhist temple. The tables were full of documents, and several monks were engrossed in their work. When the quarrelling merchants came, there were monks who ruled for them.

Looking at it again, here is also the work of lost and found, booth rental registration, security management, etc. The monks perform their duties, and no one's energy is wasted. Such a large group of temples of the Great Prime Minister is the core managers.

Bao Zheng immediately appreciated that the Song Dynasty yamen people were superfluous, the problem of redundant officials was serious, and there were many people who received salary but did not work. It seemed that there were many yamen people, but few of them could do things. But seeing such a small management office running so efficiently, Bao Zheng was greatly surprised.

Although he has been dismissed, he still has the world in his heart, so he couldn't help asking a monk about the person in charge of the place. During his conversation with Liran, he felt that the abbot was very wise, so he also asked if he was the abbot the rules set.

The monk saw that Bao Zheng's bearing was extraordinary, and he seemed to know him well, so he was very polite and said: "It was not set up by the abbot, but it can't get rid of it, just because the person in charge is a high-ranking disciple of the abbot's lay family, and his surname is Yun Ming Yan Hui."

Although Yun Yanhui did not apprentice, everyone seems to have acquiesced to his identity, and it is not sooner or later.

When Bao Zheng heard the name, he was surprised: "Yunyanhui, but there is a brother named Zhengyueren?"

The monk listened and hurriedly said: "Does the donor know Brother Yan? Yes, it is him. His younger brother Zheng Yueren also studied medicine with the abbot."

"The current system of the management office is all set by Yan Ge'er. We all know in the temple that he is this." The food festival was founded by our brother Yan.”

Bao Zheng counted the year when the now-famous Daxiangguo Temple Food Festival was born, "Brother Yan is only fifteen or sixteen years old. If he founded it, he would have been a little boy back then, right?"

The monk nodded, "Yes."

Bao Zheng stroked his palm and sighed: "It's really a prodigy." Because the court attached great importance to literary talents, most of the prodigies that appeared in the Song Dynasty were famous for their talents and learning. It's the first time I've seen it anyway.

He thought of the kind boy who personally boiled fish soup for his younger brother and them. Pride is not impetuous, better than many elders.

In addition, Xiaobao is also kind-hearted, which makes Bao Zheng even more fond of this family.