The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 596 Li Muyun with a Conscience

Li Muyun didn't intend to speak out his own thoughts. Some things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and it would be meaningless to talk about them. Moreover, according to the logic of the three fat guys, even if you tell him, you may only get a hypocritical comments.

Seeing that he couldn't explain it to him, the fat man simply gave up, sighed and accompanied him on the mountain for a while, and finally came to a steaming hot spring near noon.

After walking for about a morning, everyone felt a little tired. The moment they saw the hot spring, they felt a burst of relief. Mu Yu, who liked cleanliness, ran over with a smile, scooped up a handful of hot hot spring water, and took a pleasant wash. face, and then wet the towel he was carrying with him, and sent it to Li Muyun in embarrassment: "Young master..."

Li Muyun took the warm towel and wiped his face, then smiled and said to Mu Yu: "Go and play! I don't need you here for now."

The little girl is only fourteen or five years old. In future generations, a girl her age is still in junior high school, and it is normal to have some playful thoughts. Li Muyun is not a mean person, nor is she old-fashioned. Let her be free for a moment It's not a problem to let the little girl play by herself for a while.

The fat man was already exhausted and paralyzed at this time, sitting by the warm spring water, humming comfortably, forgetting everything around him.

As for the accompanying guards, these guys were fine. Seeing that they had arrived, they dispersed, those who fetched water, those who lit the fire, and busily started preparing lunch.

"Hey, get up, don't pretend to be dead!" Li Muyun straightened himself up and kicked the fat man's leg: "I didn't come here to let you lie down."

"Li Muyun, don't you have a grudge against me?" The fat man sat up from the ground after struggling for a while, and cursed.

Li Muyun glanced at the fat man, and raised his hand to point to the way he came: "I guess you'll only be here for the next few years, don't you want to be familiar with your territory?"

"What do you mean?" The fat man had a bad feeling.

"I plan to start from here and build a large group of villas. Each villa is relatively independent, with [-]/[-] cold and hot water supply, and [-] hours of community service..." Before Li Muyun could finish speaking, the fat man was already taking over. : "You might as well say that you build a copy of the cottage here to be more realistic."

Li Muyun nodded in praise and said: "Yes, it's rare for you to be smart for a while, and you probably understand the meaning well. It's just that I require each villa to be separated by more than five miles, at least to realize that killing and arson inside will not affect other people. "

"What do you mean?" the fat man asked back.

"The meaning is very simple, it is to ensure privacy and make each villa independent."

"No, the previous sentence!" The fat man pointed to his nose and said, "Why is it so rare for me to be smart, are you boasting?"

"If you must think like this, what can I say?" Li Muyun spread his hands, then patted the fat man on the shoulder, and sighed: "But if I were you, I wouldn't think about this issue, because you first need To build a road here, a very long cement road, at least two carriages must be paralleled, and it must be strong enough."

The fat man knew that he couldn't beat Li Muyun, so he simply gave up struggling, and asked resignedly, "What about the house? It's the villa you mentioned. How many buildings do you need to build? What kind of style?"

Li Muyun seemed to have a plan for this, and said without thinking, "It takes about fifteen independent villas, and some simple ones are needed. There is no need for a particularly large courtyard, as long as the carriage can be parked, It’s fine if you don’t feel aggrieved, as for the style, I will give you the blueprint later, and you only need to be responsible for repairing the road when the spring begins.”

"Then how do you guarantee safety? According to what you said, even murder and arson won't affect others. What if a thief is recruited?" The third fat man asked depressedly.

Li Muyun curled her lips: "Safe? Do you think anyone can live in the house I built here? I'm not afraid to tell you that if the family can't afford a few hundred thugs, they have no right to live here."

"Isn't it? You..., you're really crazy." The third fat man was very depressed, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

But whatever, the money is not his own anyway, if this bastard wants to build a house, let him build it, and wait until he loses his pants to see his jokes.

While thinking about it, the fat man discussed with Li Muyun the difficulties he would encounter during the construction in the future. After a while, the food brought by the generals was all heated up. After everyone shared the food, they walked down the mountain.

Although the road for them to enter the mountain is long, it is not very steep. If the carriage is repaired, they can go up, but the road construction requires a lot of labor and materials. If there is not enough financial support, I am afraid that the house has not yet been repaired. , building roads can make people bankrupt.

When everyone went down to the foot of the mountain, the sky had already dimmed. When passing by Sun Simiao's Taoist temple, Li Muyun glanced inside inadvertently, only to find that the old Taoist priest was still sitting there, but most of the people in line had dispersed. There were only a few here and there, probably because they didn't want to make the trip in vain, and they were still waiting there.

Compared with later generations who said that they would be on vacation when they were on vacation, Li Muyun felt that Lao Sun was really a good person, even if he didn't have any superb medical skills, this attitude alone was enough to make people admire.

Sun Simiao saw the crowd from a distance, nodded slightly as a greeting, and then continued to treat his patients without any impatient look on his face.

Li Muyun was so curious, he couldn't help leading the people over again, and stood beside the old Taoist priest to watch him treat people.

A whole day has passed, but the old Taoist did not show any signs of impatience. He answered the patient's questions and explained some precautions at the same time. It was completely dark until the old Taoist sent the last patient away. down.

After letting everyone into the Taoist temple, Sun Simiao first cleaned his hands, and then came out to formally greet him, saying: "I have troubled the county king for waiting for a long time, the poor Taoist is rude!"

Li Muyun returned the salute, and sat opposite Sun Simiao on the futon in the main hall of the Taoist temple: "It doesn't matter, the genius doctor hangs the pot to help the world, saves the people from the upside down, I admire it, but I don't understand something, I don't know whether to ask it or not."

"The king of the county just asks if you have anything to do, and the poor will tell you everything, and you can talk endlessly." Sun Simiao nodded.

Li Muyun frowned slightly, as if he felt that the old Taoist priest Sun Simiao had something to say, but with the attitude that one thing more is worse than one thing less, he didn't ask too much, and asked after a short pause: "I see that the miracle doctor seems to have been working hard since morning until now. You are consulting patients, and you don’t charge any fees, why is that?”

"Hehe..." Sun Simiao laughed when he heard the words, twisting his beard under his chin and said: "The king of the county doesn't know something. The poor man is obsessed with medicine and studies it painstakingly. However, the medicine is as vast as the sea. It may be difficult to build a car behind closed doors. There is progress, so Pindao visits the clinic on the fifth and sixth day of every month, aiming to see more cases."

After listening to the old Taoist's words, Li Muyun felt more favored. The old Taoist didn't deliberately exalt himself, saying how noble he was, but told the truth, saying that he just wanted to see more cases. Some, but it proves from the side that this old man is a real person.

What Li Muyun couldn't figure out was why Sun Simiao had only two days of diagnosis on the fifth and sixth day of the lunar new year, so he asked the question in his heart.

In the end, Sun Simiao sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, I want to see more patients, so that I can see more cases. At that time, Pindao spent most of his time in the mountains, so he could look for medicinal herbs that he hadn’t seen before, and he could also pick some herbs for later use.”

Smart people often speak very simple words. Li Muyun quickly heard Sun Simiao's implication. The inability to purchase finished medicinal materials was only one of the reasons.

After all, he, Sun Simiao, can eat and sleep in the open for medical skills, but others can't. There are still many people in Chang'an City who rely on medical practice to support their families.

Thinking of this, the corners of Li Muyun's mouth twitched slightly, and a thought sprouted in his heart. He looked at Sun Simiao and said, "There are actually ways to solve the difficulties of the genius doctor, but it's a bit abrupt. I hope the genius doctor doesn't mind."

"Oh?" Sun Simiao raised his head suspiciously and looked at Li Muyun.

"I've always wanted to open a medical clinic, but I didn't open it because I didn't have any doctors available. If the genius doctor is free, I wonder if he can go out to see the doctor?"

"This..." Sun Simiao hesitated for a moment, and just about to say something, Li Muyun continued, "Don't worry, the genius doctor, as long as the genius doctor visits the hospital, the one day will be free for one day, what does the genius doctor think?"

Now, Sun Simiao couldn't sit still, looked at Li Muyun with burning eyes and asked, "Why?"

"It's not why, it's just because my Chinese medical skills can be passed down through the ages." Having said that, Li Muyun no longer had the idea of ​​pretending to be coercive, and looked at Sun Simiao and said: "The progress of medicine is inseparable from people like genius doctors. I think that the time of a genius doctor should not be wasted on collecting herbs."

There was such a slight fluctuation in Sun Simiao's eyes, and he asked after a long time: "Isn't the county king afraid of offending people? After all, not everyone can understand your thoughts."

Li Muyun asked back: "Is the genius doctor a person who is afraid of getting into trouble?"

Sun Simiao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hehe..., Pindao has forgotten that the county king killed six Tubo guards with his bare hands in a fit of anger."

Now it was Li Muyun's turn to be depressed, he rubbed his nose in embarrassment and corrected: "There are five, and one fell to his death from a building."

Sun Simiao smiled and said nothing, obviously he didn't care whether Li Muyun killed five or six, but the matter itself.

But the old Taoist still shook his head after laughing, and continued to ask: "Why? Why does the king of the county help the poor Taoist like this? There is no benefit at all for the king of the county to do so!"

Although Sun Simiao is obsessed with medical skills, he is not a fool, otherwise he would not have achieved such high achievements in medicine.

As the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, and the fact that the pie in the sky only exists in legends, Lao Sun didn't believe that there would be someone willing to help him regardless of fame and fortune.

Seeing that Sun Simiao refused to believe him, Li Muyun sighed with a wry smile, slumped his shoulders and said, "Old Sun, if I say that the poor use the rich to gain a conscience, do you think I'm bragging,, forcing?"

"The poor have a trick, the rich have a conscience?" Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and said after a long while: "Forget it, the poor will agree to the king of the county!"

Li Muyun sat with his head drooping, shrouded in frustration, looking at Sun Simiao, he didn't know what to say.

There are many people in this world who seem to be born to impress others. Well-known scientists like Qian Xuesen, Deng Jiaxian, Qian Sanqiang, Zhu Guangya, etc., they don’t care about fame and wealth, just relying on paper, pen and abacus to deliver two bombs and one satellite. Go to the vast starry sky and sacrifice everything for the great rejuvenation of China.

Every time these people are mentioned, even the meanest people have to give a thumbs up and praise: the backbone of the republic!

Li Muyun thinks that he can't be like them, but this doesn't affect him to do something for this kind of people. The appearance of Sun Simiao made him think of those scientists who don't care about fame and fortune, and are willing to be like oxen. Deciding to support Lao Sun is at least contributing to the strength of Huaxia.

But he has no way to say these things, so he can only explain it with a very hated rich and long conscience. Fortunately, Sun Simiao understands, otherwise he really doesn't know how to continue.

……

It was already midnight when they returned to the manor outside the city. After a day of exhaustion, everyone went back to rest. Li Muyun called Lao Xia and arranged for him to buy a shop in the city and prepare for the opening of the medical center.

Lao Xia didn't know why his master came up with such a weird idea after going out for a trip. After all, a medical center is no better than a restaurant, and a bad one will kill someone.

Seeing Lao Xia lingering on, Li Muyun glared at him and said, "What? Is there something else?"

"Your Majesty, do you want to think about it again?" Lao Xia asked for instructions.

Li Muyun said coquettishly, "No need to think about it, if you are told to do it, you can do it. As for the medicinal materials and doctors, I will take care of it."

With Sun Simiao, a genius doctor in hand, Li Muyun didn't know who in Datang's medical center could compare with him.

This feeling is like starting off with a Tesla sports car compared with an off-road vehicle. No matter what car the opponent drives, I have a car in my hand, and I have the world. If it reaches Lao Tzu's taillight, even Lao Tzu loses.

Seeing Li Muyun's resolute attitude, Lao Xia had no choice but to bite the bullet and go, secretly praying in his heart that no one would be killed before the clinic opened, otherwise it would be a lot of fun.

(End of this chapter)