Qiu Wenpu nodded and smiled, stroked his beard, and glanced at his son from the corner of his eyes. It happened that Qiu Tingxuan was also looking at him. Both the father and son were raised their mouths and tacitly understood!

How do human favors go? How do relationships be formed? People are sold like this, and relationships are so close! They are almost sure to do this, but Wang Ping'an needs to spend his whole life to repay their favors. No matter big or small matters in the future, as long as the disciples of Xiantong Academy find Wang Ping'an, Wang Ping'an has to solve them, otherwise they will be ungrateful. However, Wang Ping'an really has difficulties, but they can stay out of the matter and protect themselves!

Some words are impossible to say. In fact, the quota of students in the governor's hands is something that others will not use. The governor of Xuzhou is only forty years old, but he has become such a high-ranking official. In the words of modern people, the governor of Xuzhou is a popular fan in the political arena. If his son wants to be an official, he can be a direct person. It is enough to rely solely on protection. How can he enter the examination room?

Therefore, although there is only one quota for the student, it is never used. Qiu Wenpu asked, and according to his estimate, the governor would definitely sell his face and give him the quota, so he was sure to get it and he could do it!

Of course, you can't tell the three of the Wang family this, otherwise this favor would be worthless!

Sweat came out from Wang Youcai's forehead and said, "Master Qiu, although I have lived in Xuzhou for the rest of my life, I have never seen the governor. Even if he left the mansion, I just looked at him from a distance, and could only see his car, but I couldn't see his people. I beg him to do business and how many gifts should I give me. I also ask Master Qiu to explain that we can prepare in advance!"

Qiu Wenpu waved his hand and smiled and said, "Leave everything to me, please rest assured. Don't mention the gift again. Can't you trust me?"

"You can trust it, you can trust it!" Wang Youcai couldn't think of what to say for a moment. After holding it in for a long time, he suddenly shouted: "Butler, butler, prepare a banquet quickly and treat Master Qiu Shan and Master Qiu well!"

Wang Ping'an was not as worried as his father. Qiu Wenpu's move was quite profound in the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago. Most people could not use such a method, but in modern times, this move was used badly! It was just that he was interested in a person's potential and invested in advance. Moreover, he dared to conclude that the quota of student disciples seemed to be more important than the quota of tribute, but in fact it should be better to get it, because without competitors, who would dare to go and talk to the governor about this matter, and wouldn't you be afraid of being cut off? Since Qiu Wenpu dared to say it in advance, it means that he could do it, and it was easy to do it!

But even if Wang Ping'an understands it in his heart, he will never say it. Even his parents cannot show any slightest slightest expression. Otherwise, with Yang's temper, he might have said it out. Then wouldn't he cause trouble for the Wang family? Since they guarantee that you can get it, they can guarantee that you can't get it!

When people live in the world, how can they not encounter troubles? When encountering troubles, they should be treated calmly, otherwise the more they think about it, the more annoying it becomes!

Wang Ping'an was calming down his mood and was about to thank Qiu Wenpu again, but suddenly the housekeeper who had just run out ran back and said, "Young master, there is a patient outside the door. It seems that he still has diarrhea!"

Before Wang Ping'an could speak, Qiu Wenpu laughed first and said, "Okay, it's better to come early than to come by. I'm about to see how Ping'an treats the villagers today!"

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "What kind of disease do you know from younger generations? You just use the prescriptions of a few three-legged cats to tell the patients randomly!"

A few people came out of the hall and went to the yard.

As soon as Wang Ping'an arrived in the yard, there were a cry outside the gate. There were more than a dozen ragged people standing outside the gate. The leader was the beggar man who was asking for illness with a child in front of him. Seeing him come out, the man hurriedly shouted: "Okay, okay, the little miracle doctor is here, everyone's illness is saved!"

Wang Ping'an looked out the door and found that there were several patients who were carried by someone. Seeing that they might have diarrhea, he looked back at Yang, afraid that his mother would not like him, so he said, "Wait, I'll come soon." He said to his mother: "Mom, their illness smells like, and they may have to take off their clothes and check. Why don't you go back to the house to rest first?"

Yang said, "Are they afraid of seeing? Who isn't naked after giving birth?" She knew that her son cared about her, but she couldn't bear to go into the house at this time. Her son had seen this disease before, and was cured, and of course he would not miss it now. After he was cured in a while, he bragged to Qiu Wenpu, what would he do if she went back to the house?

Wang Ping'an uttered, shook his head and said nothing.

Qiu Tingxuan said, "Mrs. Wang said it well, no one in the world came to this world naked. It was because of the concern of external things that he had joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow..." Alas, can she understand this when I told her?

Yang said no, thinking: "There are grass by the river, and a donkey is a mouthful. What does my talking to my son have to do with you? I want you to talk too much!"

Wang Ping'an laughed dryly and thought to himself: "My mother and Qiu Tingxuan have similar tempers. One is that no one looks down on you, and the other is why should I look down on you? They stand together, it looks a bit like a mother and a mother!"

After leaving the gate, Wang Ping'an came to everyone and asked, "Are you not locals?"

An elderly man nodded and said, "If you come back to the little miracle doctor, we all came from other places, and we have it everywhere!"

Wang Ping'an bent down and treated the patient. There were six people who got sick, all of which were one symptom, including abdominal pain, intestinal rumbling, and diarrhea like water. Although he had seen this disease before, he still carefully and showed it to each patient, fearing that there were different symptoms and accidentally missed it.

When Wang Ping'an went to see the patient's back buttocks, Qiu Tingxuan was almost disgusted and frowned and walked away. He could write an article and worry about the world, but if he really asked him to care about the sufferings of the people, he would not be able to do it, and he didn't even want to take a look at it.

Qiu Wenpu stood aside, watching Wang Ping'an's diagnosis, and nodded in his heart: "This young man is good, no wonder others praise him, and even Cheng Jisheng is convinced by him. This little boy is indeed extraordinary. Not to mention anything else, just talking about his responsible mentality is exactly what the people in the court like most. I taught my son to learn to understand the best intentions so that the official career can be smooth. Wang Ping'an, a young man, doesn't need to figure out anything. As long as he is good at himself, people can naturally trust him. How can the official journey be unblocked?"

After looking at his son who was hiding far away, Qiu Wenpu sighed softly, "Everyone is most afraid of comparing with each other!"

After the diagnosis, Wang Ping'an stood up, turned his head and shouted, "Danruo, wax mist, you can follow the prescription I prescribed last time and decoct six doses of medicine, and take them!"

The hosts were talking, and Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu followed not far away. When they heard the young master's call, they hurriedly agreed in unison. Just as they were about to turn around and enter the yard, they heard Wang Ping'an shouting: "Come more copies of that prescription and give it to me!" The girls agreed again.

Not long after, Ke Lianwu came back, took a few pieces of paper, and handed it to Wang Ping'an. Wang Ping'an gave the prescription to these people who came to seek medical treatment, and said, "This prescription is the most appropriate symptom of treating this disease. In mild cases, one dose will be effective, and in severe cases, no more than three doses. Please keep it well. If someone gets this disease again, you don't have time to send it to me, so use this prescription to get the medicine, which can solve the urgent problem!"

These people from other places quickly thanked them, took the prescription, and solemnly put them away.

When Qiu Wenpu saw that he had given the prescription, he thought to himself: "This disease seems to be difficult to cure. Could it be that there is a prescription? I was watching, but I didn't expect that there is a book that records the prescription related to the prescription!"

He said, "Can I give the prescription to me?"

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "Okay, Mr. Qiu is just giving me some advice." He asked Ke Lianwu to bring paper and pen, wrote out the original prescription of Huoxiang Zhengqi San, and handed it to Qiu Wenpu, saying, "This is a prescription that I came up with. It can be used to add, subtract, relieve exogenous and middle, aromatize and remove dampness, and treat this disease, which is the most effective!"

Qiu Wenpu took the prescription and looked it over, thinking: "I haven't seen this prescription before, it's not a prescription. But...but it's like a prescription. If you don't have repeated diagnosis, you won't get this prescription anyway!"

He looked up at Wang Ping'an, looked down at the prescription again, and looked more surprised. He couldn't bear it, so he looked up at Wang Ping'an again, and looked down at the prescription again!

Finally, Qiu Wenpu simply walked to the patient and diagnosed it himself. After seeing it one by one, he was already full of surprise. He stood up and looked at Wang Ping'an, then went to see the prescription, and then looked up at Wang Ping'an. After repeated repetition, he had a tendency to lose his composure!

Qiu Tingxuan walked over and asked, "My father, what's wrong with you? But what's wrong with this prescription?"

Qiu Wenpu suddenly shouted: "Ping'an, tell me the truth, which medical book did you see this prescription from? Is it a lost lonely book?"

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Five flavors of silver leaves and red date honey

Recipe: 250 grams of Schisandra chinensis, 500 grams of ginkgo leaves, 250 grams of red dates, 1000 grams of honey, 50 grams of rock sugar or white sugar.

Preparation method: Cut the ginkgo leaves into pieces, tear the skin of the red dates, put them in a large clay pot with Schisandra chinensis soil, soak them in water for 2 hours, soak them to a degree. If the ginkgo leaves float, you can press down on heavy objects. After boiling over medium heat, fry them over low heat for about 1 hour. When frying until about a large bowl of thick juice is left, filter out the first juice, add appropriate amount of cold water, fry for about 1 hour, and when there is a large bowl of medicinal liquid left, filter out the second juice. Pour the first juice and two juices into a large casserole, fry for half an hour on low heat to further concentrate the medicine juice, then add honey and rock sugar, do not cover, boil for about half an hour, remove the heat, and then cool and put the bottle and cover tightly.

Efficacy: It can clear the blood vessels, soften the body and moisten the dryness.
Chapter completed!