Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 16 ask for advice
Uncle Gui, the housekeeper, led Zhao Baoqing and Doctor Huang to the door of the study.

"Master, the county magistrate Zhao Baoqing and Doctor Huang are here." Uncle Gui shouted from the door of the study.

Creaking, the door of the study was opened. Before they could salute, Lu Songjun directly took Dr. Huang's arm, pointed at Wang Ping'an and said, "Doctor Huang, come and see, his head was still hurting just now."

Zhao Baoqing also followed into the study room, and was instantly shocked by the collection of books in the room, but he quickly recovered, the most important thing in front of him.

Dr. Huang was dragged by Lu Songjun and couldn't find Beinan, so he said: "Lord Governor, please let go first, this old man is about to faint."

Wang Pingan looked at the old imperial doctor in front of him, who was not seventy but eighty years old. After being pulled hard by Lu Songjun, it was considered that the old imperial doctor was in good health if he didn't faint.

When Dr. Huang said it, Lu Songjun felt a little impatient, and smiled awkwardly: "The old man is in a hurry, please forgive me, Dr. Huang, but this son is an immortal talent of my Tang Dynasty. I hope that Dr. Huang can check it out as soon as possible." .”

"Lord Inspector, caring about the talents of the Tang Dynasty is the blessing of my Tang Dynasty and the common people. I will do my best." After speaking, he made an oar to Lu Songjun, and then said to Wang Pingan: "Young man, ask for leave and take out your left hand , let the old man feel the pulse."

Wang Pingan stretched out his left hand obediently, and let a Chinese medicine doctor, and an imperial doctor, even though he is a former imperial doctor, feel your own pulse. How difficult is it to take your pulse? Now that I have this opportunity, Wang Pingan will not let it go. As the saying goes, if you are sick, take early care, and if you are not sick, take preventive measures.

Dr. Huang placed two fingers on Wang Ping'an's pulse, nodded, stroked his beard and said, "Well, the pulse is strong and powerful, let's have a look at the tongue, it is light red, with thin white coating, and is of medium size."

After seeing the tongue, Dr. Huang asked Wang Pingan: "Young man, what's wrong?"

"No, it's just that I lost my memory for some reason, sir, am I okay?" Wang Pingan replied indifferently.

"No, no, you are in good health and not sick." Dr. Huang shook his head and said, and then began to touch Wang Ping'an's head. It is very healthy, generally speaking, it will only be caused by a severe blow to the head, or a severe blow to the spirit. This child may be amazed by something that surprised him too much, and this old man can do nothing about it."

"Is there no other way?" Lu Songjun asked anxiously.

"No, it's up to him, but the old man thinks it's better to be like this now. If he thinks of something unpleasant, it may make him completely useless, so there's no need to force it." Doctor Huang replied with concern.

After listening to Tianci, I admired the ancient Chinese medicine even more. If I am sick, I can know if I am sick by looking at my tongue and feeling the pulse. The most important thing is that I also have eyes for people's psychological problems. It is said that mental illness was invented by foreigners, and our ancestors knew it long ago.

Tianci stood up and said to Lu Songjun and Doctor Huang: "Uncle Lu, doctor, don't worry about my affairs. I think it's good now. Although I have forgotten the people and things before, I still remember what I have learned. The knowledge is good. We have to look forward and don't waste time on my memory that I don't know whether it is good or bad."

What Wang Ping’an really thought was: Don’t help me recover my memory. I don’t have amnesia at all, but I’m not from this era. I’m afraid that if you investigate my [-]th generation ancestors, the lie will be exposed by then. Really? One lie needs thousands of lies to make up.

After Lu Songjun heard Wang Ping'an's words, he finally sighed: "Hey, my nephew is right. We have to look forward. If we forget the past, we forget it. It's no big deal. It's Lu Uncle has taken pictures."

Doctor Huang glanced at Wang Ping'an again, stroked his beard, turned to Lu Songjun and said, "My lord, I think this son has a good heart, so don't worry too much. There are still many patients in the old man's hospital, so I won't keep any more. So farewell."

"Doctor Huang, go slowly, I'm sorry to see you off soon." Jun Song turned to Uncle Gui, the housekeeper, and said, "Uncle Gui, send Doctor Huang off, and go to the cashier to pay Doctor Huang two pennies."

"Yes, young master." Uncle Gui finished speaking to Lu Songjun, then turned around and gestured please to Doctor Huang: "Doctor Huang, please."

"My lord, I'll take my leave." Doctor Huang followed Uncle Gui after speaking.

As soon as Doctor Huang left, Lu Songjun's thirst for knowledge began to flare up again: "Nephew, sit down quickly, Uncle Lu still has a lot of questions to ask."

Wang Pingan rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "When will this be talked about? Besides, in this era, many things can only be theoretical, but not practical."

But the mouth still has to say, it is hard for people not to bow their heads under the eaves: "Uncle Xie Lu gave me a seat, my nephew is afraid, I dare not ask for advice, we discuss with each other."

"Uncle Lu, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know, if you want to make Luoyang rich, what would you do?" Lu Songjun looked at Wang Pingan with a smile, wanting to see how capable he can be at such a young age.

Wang Pingan was taken aback. Did I make a mistake? I am only ten years old. If you are a high-ranking official, do you need to ask me whether you are an official or I am an official? I still have to keep smiling: "Uncle Lu, this little nephew doesn't know much, but I know that farmers are the foundation of the country's stability, merchants are the guarantee of prosperity, craftsmen are the symbol of the progress of the times, and scholars are the managers of the country."

Wang Pingan looked at Lu Songjun while talking, and watched his reaction, and he did not disappoint himself, he showed a little excitement.

"Go on, why don't you talk about it?" Lu Songjun asked anxiously, this is just a head, and the main point hasn't been said yet.

"Uncle Lu, since we know that farmers are the foundation of a stable country, businessmen can only pursue capital and profit in a stable country. Therefore, we must first solve the problem of food and clothing for farmers. How to solve it is related to the imperial court. Policies are not something my nephew can talk about."

"It's okay, there are only you and me here, and no third person will know what we have said." Lu Songjun said with assurance.

"There are two official words. If you can believe what an official says, a sow will climb a tree." Wang Pingan secretly thought in his heart: "Hey, it seems that he will find it difficult to let me go if he doesn't say anything."

"Uncle Lu, it's actually very simple. If you want the peasants to be well clothed and warm, you just need to lighten the burden on them."

"How to alleviate?"

"Reduce the tax, or cancel the tax on farmers farming the land."

"How is this possible, let alone the old man, even the court would not agree." Lu Songjun thought it was a good idea, but it turned out to be a bad method.

"Currently, it is impossible to realize it, so we let the farmers diversify." Wang Pingan still said calmly.

"How to diversify?" Lu Songjun is now like an ant on a hot pot, his heart is itching unbearably, Wang Ping'an said something, asked himself, and Wang Ping'an had no choice.

"Take my Wangjiazhuang as an example. My nephew plans to let people who know how to raise chickens and take care of chickens raise hundreds of chickens. My nephew pays for it and they work hard. Every time I lay eggs, they will be sold. , In this way, I have a considerable income. Those who know how to raise fish will find a piece of land in Zhuangzi and build fish ponds to raise fish. For those who can do carpentry, I will let him open a farm besides farming. The carpentry workshop is dedicated to working there, and there is another income, and it will also let them plant fruit trees, raise ducks, raise cattle, and even raise cattle, as long as they are willing to do it, I will help them with money." The more Wang Pingan said, the more excited he became .

"Then what if we lose money, or all the chickens we raise die?" Lu Songjun said worriedly.

"Uncle Lu, you only see that you will lose money, but have you ever thought about why farmers can only cultivate land but know nothing?"

Lu Songjun shook his head.

"That's because they have no chance, no chance to go to school, no chance to do other things, they can only be farmers and farm the land all their lives, now I give them a chance, if they have the ability, they will stand out, if they are not capable, teach them, if he is not a fool , You should learn how to do it, as long as one of them becomes rich, others will be envious and will do it. This is called one, there will be two, and if there are two, there will be a series." Tianci's saliva is dry, and tea, Why is no one serving tea.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wang Pingan looked at the thoughtful Lu Songjun, and deliberately coughed a few times, protesting that he didn't even have a cup of tea.

(End of this chapter)