The next day, Jiang Hao went to a library after class, and his study room was still empty.

The Four Books and Five Classics Confucian classics are a must-have, and some Buddhist and Taoist scriptures are also bought. He also wants to be a doctor, so he must not miss medical books.

Although the knowledge in these books has been already in mind, even if you pretend to behave, you have to fill your study.

Jiang Hao chose many books, which were big customers. The boss was very happy to give him a 10% discount and asked the two guys to carry the load to deliver the books to the door.

Just as Jiang Hao walked out of the library, someone suddenly called him, "Hanwen, you can make it easy for me to find Chinesewen."

You can tell who it is without looking at people and just listening to the sound. Your only friend Pan Yuliang.

Jiang Hao smiled and turned around, "Brother Yuliang."

Pan Yuliang stepped forward in a few steps, "I just went to the academy to find you. They said you had taken a step earlier. By the way, they also said you have moved and no longer lived in the academy?"

"Yes, if you buy a house, you must have a place to settle down." Jiang Hao said.

"It's good to have a house, no matter how big or small you have your own home."

Pan Yuliang looked at the two library guys standing next to him, and the two trunks of books on their shoulders, and said in surprise: "You bought this, so many at once?"

"The new study room is empty. I thought I had to read all these books, so I just bought them at one time." Jiang Hao said.

"I don't tell me if I move into a new home. Take me there quickly." Pan Yuliang said reproachfully, pulling Jiang Hao away.

When he arrived at the Xinjia house in Sanyuan Lane, the man put the book in the study and left, and Jiang Hao rewarded him with a few more hard-earned money.

Pan Yuliang walked around the house and was surprised to see the quiet courtyard. He only thought Xu Xian had bought an ordinary house, but he didn't expect it to be a three-entry yard, which is not cheap.

"Hanwen, where did you get the money to buy such a good house? Isn't it worse than my family?"

"It's earned." Jiang Hao said bluntly.

Pan Yuliang was shocked. His family also had business, so what kind of business does it take to make money to buy a house in a short time.

"What kind of business do you do?"

"I started to learn medical skills a long time ago. You should know that I have achieved some success now." Jiang Hao said.

Pan Yuliang has heard about Xu Xian’s medical skills.

"But you can't make so much money even if you see a doctor?" Pan Yuliang was even more surprised.

There are more people opening clinics, and more travelers are visiting doctors. I only have to work hard, but I have not seen many people who have made a fortune.

Jiang Hao pretended to ponder and said, "Yuliang, you are my friend. It's okay to say that you can listen to, but you can't tell others."

Pan Yuliang knew that he was going to get in touch with the core secrets and nodded hurriedly.

"You said, I will never tell outsiders."

Jiang Hao had already thought of a few sets of rhetoric in his mind, and today he was going to move out one of them to fool Pan Yuliang. "To outsiders, I would naturally say that the money was some treasures left by my ancestors, so I sold it so I had the money to buy a house."

"To you, I can tell you the truth. I saved someone and the money was given to me by him."

"Medical capital, can you buy a house? How much does that cost!" Pan Yuliang widened his eyes.

"In fact, it's not silver, but pearls. I asked my brother-in-law to help sell those pearls. I sold them for thousands of taels of silver, bought this house, and bought another storefront. I plan to open a clinic myself. I am now renovating it, and I guess it will be officially opened in a few months."

Pan Yuliang was shocked when he heard this. He had not seen his friend for three or five days and felt that he had changed a lot.

"What kind of patient will pay such expensive medical expenses?" Pan Yuliang said strangely.

Jiang Hao shook his head, "You can't say it, you can't say it. I promised that others cannot tell him his identity."

Pan Yuliang thought about it but didn't ask.

Ancient people valued faith. If they forced Chinese to tell the situation of the person, Chinese people would say no faith, and if they didn't say it, they would not value righteousness. They should not put their friends in a dilemma.

"If you don't talk about this, I almost forgot the purpose of finding you. I will prepare to go to the West Lake cruise again tomorrow night. I will be the host this time, you must come."

"Of course."

"You don't know that your three poems have been sung by singers on West Lake now, and you are now quite famous." Pan Yuliang said with a smile.

"This time I'm working, and the topic is love and love. Last time I told you, let you prepare new poems, how are you preparing?"

"I'm a little prepared and made a poem that I feel is still good at." Jiang Hao said.

"Hurry up, read it and listen to it." Pan Yuliang said excitedly.

Jiang Hao shook his head, "I know now that I don't have that surprise. It's better to listen to it with my classmates tomorrow, maybe it's even more amazing."

Pan Yu was itchy in his conscience, but what Jiang Hao said was right.

"Okay, let's listen together tomorrow. I hope it will be astonishing as the Chinese language says, and it will completely create the name of the little love saint of West Lake."

The little love saint of West Lake?

What a broken name?

In the blink of an eye, it was the next evening. Jiang Hao changed into a white scholar's robe, tied a cloth scarf on his head, held a folding fan in his hand, and hung a white jade pendant on his waist. He was so handsome that he was indescribable that he was elegant and elegant all the way, which attracted countless women to look at him secretly.

Jiang Hao was also looking around and found that many people hung lanterns. The Dragon Boat Festival was about to be held in May, and it was the day to set off lights, watch lanterns, and row dragon boats.

By the way, I also need to drink realgar wine to eliminate snakes, insects, rats and ants.

When I arrived at the West Lake, the pleasure boat was already waiting here. After Jiang Hao boarded the boat, everyone's attitude towards him was very different from before, and many people greeted him with a smile.

After the crowd arrived, the cruise ship slid towards the middle of the lake. Pan Yuliang announced that the title of today's poetry meeting was still about love and love, and people responded to the lyrics and compositions.

When it was Jiang Hao's turn, everyone was looking forward to it. The last time Jiang Hao's three poems were amazing. I wonder if there were any good works this time, or if Jiang Lang had all his talents and skills.

Jiang Hao picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "I have a poem in my heart, which is my new work, but before I talk about this poem, I will tell you a story."

Then Jiang Hao talked about the story of the two wild geese.

Then Jiang Hao stood up and sang quietly outside the window:

"What is love in the world? It is a matter of life and death. The two flying guests from all over the world, and the old wings have several cold and heat. Joy and parting are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, the clouds are vast, the snow of thousands of mountains and the snow of the evening, and only the shadows are towards..."

This time it is not half a poem, but the whole poem.

Just starting the first sentence shocked everyone on the spot.

Just this sentence is enough to pass on through the ages.

When everyone listened to the full poem, they were all in a state of great mood. Many people were not good cooks, but good diners. Although these scholars were just as talented in poetry, they could hear the quality of this poem.

Such stunning poems will definitely be passed down, and even passed down through the ages.

Pan Yuliang was even more excited. Unexpectedly, he really didn't expect that Chinese would actually make such good poems. This poem was so wonderful that it would never forget it once you heard it.

I told myself before that I felt that I could still show off. If I couldn’t show off such good lyrics, there would be no good poetry in the world.

What is love in the world? It is to teach you life and death to agree with each other!

Too wonderful.

He savored it carefully, and the more he tasted it, the more he tasted it, the more he felt it was endless, and even it went straight into his heart.

"Chinese, does this poem have a name?" Pan Yuliang asked excitedly.

"Yan Qiu's poem."

At this time, everyone finally reacted and stood up and applauded. After the applause, many companies praised it. For the rest of the time, others were no longer writing new poems, and they were discussing the poem "Xu Xian" by Yan Qiu.

Jiang Hao's eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at a pleasure boat in the distance, because just after he boarded the pleasure boat, his sixth sense told him that someone was peeping in the distance.

Who is it?

Are you the same person as the person who peeked at me outside the academy last time?

......

In another pleasure boat in West Lake, White Snake withdrew her gaze and murmured to read the whole poem of Yan Qiu.

At this moment, her heart was like a peaceful lake water falling from stones, causing countless ripples, and she could not calm down for a long time.

Xiaoqing looked at her sister who was a little dazed and frowned slightly, "Sister, Xu Hanwen talked for a long time. What is love?"

White Snake looked confused and murmured: "What is love? Who knows it, who can tell it clearly?"

She fell into her own thoughts again.

Xiaoqing looked at her sister and shook her head helplessly.

Alas~ It's a love disaster!.

After the poetry meeting ended, Jiang Hao returned home. After the practice of talismans, he did not sleep, but took out a medical book to look.

This book does not introduce how to treat a doctor, but introduces the current medical system, which is very helpful for Jiang Hao to take the medical certificate exam.

In ancient times, practicing medicine was not something you wanted to do, and you also needed to take a medical certificate. Similar to modern medical qualification certificates, doctors must pass the medical examination organized by the Imperial Hospital. There are also medical organizations in local roads, prefectures, prefectures, and counties, and they must pass the assessment to obtain medical qualifications.

The doctor organization in Hangzhou is the Third Emperor Ancestors Association.

In addition, in ancient times, the requirements for doctors to diagnose diseases were very strict. There were special regulations on medical personnel. Those who did not understand the classics, did not know the properties of the medicine, and practiced medical medicine and acupuncture randomly. It was also emphasized that it was prohibited to gather in the streets, use small tricks, induce vulgarity, and sell medicine bait.

Doctors should treat patients even more when treating them. The minor ones should be punished, and the serious ones should even be sentenced to prison. Therefore, there are six sayings that they cannot be cured.

First, being arrogant and unruly does not treat it. It means that people are very arrogant and arrogant, and they are not cured; second, they value money rather than the body. The mind means that they are very sick and are unwilling to spend money to treat it. Third, they cannot be properly fed and not treated. It means that they are not well dressed, eat poorly, and overeating, and cannot be cured; fourth, they are combined with yin and yang, and their internal organs are inconsistent. It means that yin and yang are disordered, and the stomach, internal organs, and digestive system are disordered. It means that the body is weak and cannot be taken, and they cannot be cured; sixth, they believe in witches but do not believe in medicine. It means that they do not believe in doctors, believe in witchcraft, and do not cure.

There were also many medical disputes in ancient times. These incurables were done by doctors to protect themselves. Jiang Haoxin said that it seems that the tension between doctor and patient has been around since ancient times.
To be continued...