Chapter 200 Severe Injury

Calligraphy has always been a serious shortcoming for Luo Binwang.

His grandfather and his father were all well-educated people from the famous Wushang clan in Jiangnan. Although his fonts were not outstanding, they could still be used as a storefront.

Although Luo Binwang inherited their talents and even surpassed them, Luo Binwang's font has not been accepted by them, as long as they have always been their heartbreak.

The ancients all said that Luo Binwang was a man of his own words. Although Luo Binwang was outstanding in his talent, this font was easily discouraged. For this reason, when he had the skills, his father Luo Luyuan would force Luo Binwang to practice diligently. From the ancient Zhong Yao, Wang Youjun, to the current Ouyang Xun and Yu Shinan, the paper copied was tens of millions, but once he was separated from those rubbings, his font would return to its original state.

Over time, Luo Luyuan became disgraced and stopped forcing his fonts and calligraphy, but began to let him specialize in talent and learning.

Luo Luyuan was in Bochang, Qilu, and was also a place where many famous scholars emerged and had a prosperous academic style. In addition to Luo Binwang's font, Luo Binwang's talent has always been admired by his husband and classmates. The name of a talented man in Qilu gradually replaced the former Jiangnan prodigy.

However, even so, Luo Binwang's handwriting still makes fun of him, which is why Luo Binwang is anxious to become a disciple when he sees Liu Yi.

"Please ask the master to teach me." Luo Binwang put down his brush and bowed to Liu Yi and said.

"Well," Liu Yi looked at his font that was not as good as the earthworms could crawl around, touched his chin lightly, and it was really difficult to teach him well. Liu Yi glanced at Luo Binwang and said, "Among, I will write something for you now. Try to practice for a few days first to see how effective it is."

Liu Yi picked up the brush that Luo Binwang had just put down, took away Luo Binwang's poem, and picked up the pen and stroked a few randomly on another piece of paper.

Horizontal, vertical, stroke, stroke, lift, dot.

Six basic strokes.

"A thousand feet high building is rising up on the ground, laying a solid foundation is the key to everything." Liu Yiuan put down his pen and handed the six strokes to Luo Binwang, saying, "Am, you can practice these six strokes first, and then let me tell you about the next plan for you."

"Yes, Master." Luo Binwang took it with both hands.

"Remember, the horizontal should be flat, the vertical should be straight, the horizontal should be curved, the horizontal should be fierce, the lift should be dangerous, and the dots should be round." Liu Yi waved his hand to Luo Binwang and said, "Okay, there's nothing you have to do with, you can go back to your room to practice first."

"Yes, Master." Luo Binwang bowed to Liu Yiuan and Zhang Chuchu and said, "Master, Master's wife, then the student will take his leave first."

"Husband, Ah Man's word..." Zhang Chuchu looked at the poem that was still left on the table and said to Liu Yiu: "Although it's a little bit bad, his poem has extraordinary artistic conception and can be regarded as a talented man. It would be great if he was an orphan, he could achieve such achievements."

"Orphan?" Liu Yiuan sat down lightly on the chair next to the table, and said to Zhang Chuchu with some playful smile: "Madam, this is wrong. How could he know that he has no relatives again?"

Liu Yiuan poured Zhang Chuchu a cup of tea and said, "The Luo family was considered a prosperous clan in Jiangnan before. Even if the family is in trouble now, there are still some relatives and relatives. As far as the husband knows, he is not the only one child in Ah Man's family."

"Well? Then, according to the husband's meaning, Ah Man is deceiving us?" Zhang Chuchu also sat down on the side and looked at his husband in confusion. She had a good time in her heart just now, and she felt pity for Luobinwang. She never thought that he was deceiving them?

"This is not the case. I think my husband's brothers must not be his mother and compatriots, so he would not mention it to us." Liu Yiuan took a sip of tea and said to Zhang Chuchu: "But no matter what, he is now our apprentice. With this relationship, it is necessary to give him more care in the future. As for his family affairs, let's not ask more questions now."

"Well, what my husband said is polite." Zhang Chuchu took the tea that Liu Yigang poured for her, looked at Liu Yi, and said, "But, the font of Aman is really... that... can you really teach him?"

"Don't worry, my wife," Liu Yiuan said with a smile: "As long as he can practice according to the method he just taught him, it will be effective."

Liu Yi was still very confident about this.

He even took out the most basic method for primary school students to learn to write Chinese characters, and began to practice one by one. Even if Luo Binwang's technique is blind, the fonts written according to this point will always be hundreds of times better than the current ones, right?

The horizontal and vertical characters are square, and there is no need to change too much. Compared with other fonts, Song style characters are most suitable for calligraphy rookies like Luo Binwang to learn.

"Mr. Liu, Mrs. Liu," said the little boy Yizhu to Liu Yi and his wife, and walked in with a food box. While placing the food in the box, he said to Liu Yi and his two people: "There are some vegetarian dishes in the mountains and fields. If it is not enough, you can tell Xiaodao and put the food box outside the door after using it. Xiaodao will come to clean up later."

"The two Tan Yue are slow to use, Xiaodao will take the leave first." Yi Zhu finished the meal, bowed to Liu Yi and his wife, and then turned and retreated.

"I'm sorry, Taoist Yi Zhu." Liu Yi bowed his hand and sent Yi Zhu out of the door, and then ate the food on the table with Zhang Chuchu.

Wood fungus, bamboo shoots, eggs, tofu, and four side dishes are fragrant. Such vegetarian dishes can be considered a rich meal in ordinary people's homes. At least, in the old Liu family and the old Zhang family, these are rare delicacies.

So, Liu Yi and Zhang Chuchu had a sweet meal.

After that, there was nothing to say overnight.

The next morning, Liu Yi got up quietly, covered Chuchu with a quilt, and went to the temple of Huadeguan to practice martial arts.

"Practice three nines in winter and three winters in summer. Those who practice martial arts should be like Brother Liu, haha." Seeing that Liu Yi had finished warming up, Sun Simiao walked out of the hall and looked at Liu Yi and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Brother Liu's breath is already long and continuous, and he will be more comfortable in his actions. This technique of boxing and kicking seems to be diligent again."

"Master Sun laughed." Liu Yi put on the clothes he had just taken off and bowed to Sun Simiao and said, "The ability of a boy to improve his martial arts is entirely due to the Taoist priest's 'Eternal Green Song'. The number of internal energy movements is indeed magical. If it weren't for the Taoist priest's guidance, he would have no idea when he would have been able to touch the way. Thank you Master Sun."

"Brother Liu is so serious," Sun Simiao gently avoided Liu Yi's gift and walked forward slowly and said: "These are all the fate of Brother Liu. If you get the fate, you will be successful. I will give it to Brother Liu's 'Eternal Green Song'. It is just that I have a fate with Brother Liu. Don't take it to my heart."

"And I have also gained a lot of benefits from Brother Liu." Sun Simiao glanced at Liu Yi and said, "Not mentioning the diet therapy and knife and bone techniques in Chang'an, just in Zhao's mansion in Sanyuan, I have learned a lot of things from the prescriptions that Brother Liu prescribed to Mrs. Zhao."

Diet, emotions, and some first aid methods were something Sun Simiao could not have thought of before.

It can be said that Liu Yi's methods gave him a lot of inspiration.

"I heard from Master Sun that I don't know what the old lady in Zhao's mansion is now. Has Master Daoist cured her illness?" Liu Yi asked Sun Simiao softly, saying that a heart disease that was impossible in the 21st century, I wonder if Sun Simiao, the "Medical King", could have been completely cured?

"It made Brother Liu laugh. I have no good prescription for Mrs. Zhao's heart disease. Relying on the recipe that Brother Liu prescribed for her, I added a few doses of the main medicine to unblock the heart and lungs to her to rest. As for the radical cure, I cannot." Sun Simiao sighed in his heart. As a doctor, he saw that the disease could not be cured, which was a very deep helplessness.

"Medical medicine does not kill people, and Taoism is destined to be a person. Taoism priest doesn't have to take this disease that is already untreatable." Liu Yi looked a little lonely when he saw Sun Simiao's expression, so he spoke to comfort him.

No matter how capable a doctor is and knows more, he will eventually have diseases that cannot be cured by others and patients who cannot be saved. For these, it is better to prescribe some prescriptions.

"If you don't have any disease in medicine, can you be destined to be a Taoist?" Sun Simiao heard Liu Yi's words and felt that the vague mist in front of him seemed to have become much weaker, so he bent over and said to Liu Yi: "Brother Liu's words are deeply understood by Taoism. I have received the teachings."

"Brother Sun and Brother Liu are so excited. Early in the morning, I started talking about it, haha." At this time, Master Huade also walked out of the hall, bent down and bowed to him, and greeted Sun Simiao and Liu Yi.

"The guest room in the temple is simple, I wonder if Brother Liu slept peacefully last night?" As they approached the two, Huade Zhenren smiled and asked Liu Yi.

"The Lord Lao Huade is worried about it. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the waters are quiet and pleasant. The boy and his wife are sleeping sweetly. Thank you for the servant of the Lord Huade." Liu Yi bowed and returned the gift.

"Hmm? Why is he here?" Huade nodded to Liu Yi with a smile, his eyes skipped over Liu Yi, and saw someone hurriedly coming here at the gate behind Liu Yi.

The undisputed disciple of Qingxu Temple is the eldest disciple of Qingxu Zhenren.

"Uncle Master," Bubian hurriedly walked to the front of Huade Zhenren, bent down respectfully, and said, "My master wants to ask Uncle Master to go to the mountain to tell you, and ask Uncle Master to come and report it and invite him. If something is urgent, and life is at stake, please ask Uncle Master to go up the mountain quickly with Uncle Master."

"Well, but what kind of serious injury did you encounter?" Huade's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked Taoist Bubian.

"As the uncle of the master said," the Taoist who bowed and replied: "It was a wounded hunter who fell from the mountain early this morning, his ribs were broken, his chest was cut by rocks, and blood flowed all over the ground, even his intestines were exposed. Now the master is urgently treating him. Uncle of the master, please go with Wubian."

When he spoke, his face was a little pale without arguing, and he seemed to be frightened by the tragic appearance of the hunter.

"Okay, okay, don't worry if you don't defend. Go back and say to your senior brother first, and then say that Uncle Master will arrive in a while." Huade sent away Wubian, then looked at Liu Yiu and Sun Simiao and said, "Brother Sun, Brother Liu, saving people is like putting out a fire, and it is impossible to delay. Let's go here. I still want to see Brother Liu's sword and bone technique."

"As Huade Guanzhu said." "As Huade brother said."

Liu You and Sun Simiao said to Huade Zhenren that no matter what medical skills are, they all have the heart of a doctor, and this kind of thing will not be postponed.

"In Qingxu Temple, all the equipment is available, let's go now." Taoist Huade ordered Yi Zhu, and then led Liu Yi and Sun Simiao to the mountain.

Qingxu Temple is not on the top of the mountain, but it is not much distance away from the top of the mountain. Therefore, even if the three of them run hard, it was already half a stick of incense when they arrived at Qingxu Temple.

"Master Taoist!Master Taoist! You must save our heads. Without him, how can we orphans and widows live?" Before he could enter the door, he heard a woman crying and shouting and begging everywhere.

Obviously, she is the family of the victim.

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master!" The two Taoist priests who were entangled with the woman saw that Huade came in and greeted Huade, and their faces showed a hint of joy, as if they had seen a savior.

"Well, where is the senior brother? Take me there!" Huade Zhenren didn't be polite to them, and told them.

"Master Taoist, Taoist, you are the genius doctor Taoist priest they just mentioned? Taoist priest, you must save our heads. I beg you, please, you must save him. If he is gone, our family will not be able to survive." Seeing that these little Taoists respected Huade Zhenren so much, they guessed something, and immediately knelt down for Huade Zhenren, hugged Huade Zhenren's legs and kept begging.

This situation made Liu Youhuan remember some of the family members he saw outside the operating room before, and sighed in his heart that no matter how the times change, some things remain unchanged.

"Sister-in-law, we are here to cure the disease and save the patient. We will definitely save your husband with all our strength. You can rest assured." Liu Yi stepped forward and helped the woman up, persuaded her softly for a few words, and then followed Huade Zhenren to enter the inner hall of Qingxu Temple.
Chapter completed!