After rebirth, I kidnapped the future powerful official

Chapter 335 [Continued] Good News

Chu Yingying received the letter, the man smiled shyly, and said, "Doctor Chu is kind-hearted and healed us, we must thank you."

Chu Yingying bid farewell to the man, took the letter back to the Chang Mansion, and opened it to read. What she didn't expect was that there were actually two letters inside.

One was written by Lu Yuan, which said some recent situation of Jishitang and Lu's family, expressed some concerns about Chu Yingying going to Chizhou alone, and asked her to be more careful when she was out of the house.

Furthermore, Cui Yunhao won the No. prize, and the reporter has come to report his happiness. Now he has entered the Imperial Academy as an official, but it is a pity that Chu Yingying is not here, so he specially let her know through a letter.

Cui Yunhao wrote the letter back then, but she was not in Hangzhou City, so she specially attached it this time, and sent it along with the letter.

After Chu Yingying read it, she picked up the second letter and flipped to the front. Sure enough, there were several thin and handsome characters written on it: Yingying kisses it.

Chu Yingying's fingers froze immediately, and she didn't move for a while. A word suddenly flashed in her mind, "nearly hometown feeling timid".

This word may not be so appropriate at this time, but it is indeed very appropriate to her state of mind at this time. When she returned to Jixi, she walked all the way to Chu's house, and she had never felt this way.

But at this time, facing such a simple letter, she actually understood the feelings of those four words.

Zeng Jingxian was suspicious: "Then what is written in this letter is a good thing?"

"It's also very joyful."

Chu Yingying was stunned for a moment, then returned to the table, and opened the letter. For a moment, the faint fragrance of ink wafted silently, which was actually very familiar.

At the end of the carriage, a young man in a blue cloth robe was sitting on the shaft, leaning against the cargo box, with a book on his lap, "he" was watching intently, and read aloud from time to time: "Ji Xia, Flood travel, but the mood is not happy, easy to panic, with Ophiopogon japonicus, ginseng, rehmannia, quartz, longan, licorice and other medicines, after the treatment, and then..."

Chu Yingying flipped through it at the time, and found that except for one medical book, all the other medical records were written by Zhang Lao during his decades of practice, which can be said to be the painstaking efforts of half his life.

Outside the window, the birds were still chirping. When she looked up, she saw the bright sun and the clear sky, like a scroll in a dream.

Cai Jinghong rubbed his chin, stared at Cui Yunhao several times, and said, "I think...he looks a little flattered."

……

"Yes, good news," Cui Yunhao said, no longer hiding his emotions, he laughed and said, "Yingying is ready to leave for Jindu."

Cui Yunhao stared at those four words, read them slowly, and read them again, as if he wanted to chew them up and swallow them.

It was late May, and the weather was getting hotter.

Cai Jinghong smiled, looked at the somewhat indistinct joy in his expression, and said, "How? Is it good news?"

The young man listened, closed the book, put it in his bag, nodded and smiled, "Okay, thank you very much."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a small town appeared in front of them, and the team of chariots and horses stopped, preparing to take a rest.

Chu Yingying nodded with a smile, and the two elders immediately congratulated her. When Master Chang learned of this, he offered to help.

Yingying, I like you.

The young man's clear voice, neither fast nor slow, seemed to ring in his ears, even with a slightly imperceptible smile:
After a farewell, the two places are close to each other, and the thoughts in my heart are becoming more and more attentive. When I recall the past, it seems like it is still yesterday. I remember that when I first met Yingying, it has been nearly ten years now. A person's life can only be rushed for sixty or seventy years. , I am seven years old this year, and Yingying is eight years old this year. I only wish that I will spend the rest of my life with Yingying hand in hand, and I dare not say goodbye.

Both Mr. Fu and Mr. Zhang were a little surprised by Chu Yingying's sudden farewell, but when they heard that she had relatives in Jindu, Mr. Fu immediately understood: "Are you going to find your brother? He has been hit. Scholars?"

This time, Shu Minhe couldn't help but worry: "Is there anything wrong?"

The Lianghe ancient road leads directly from north to south. A group of chariots and horses are slowly moving forward. The horseshoes step on the ground, raising fine dust. There are a lot of goods piled up on the carts. This is a caravan.

It turns out that Mr. Chang is a big silk businessman and knows many business friends. It happens that there is a caravan going to Jindu, so he can take Chu Yingying with him.

Chu Yingying did not take it apart, but put it down, walked to the window, and pushed the window sash open. There was a banana tree outside, and the bright sunlight came in from the banana leaf, reflecting it transparent green, very beautiful, The chirping of birds cascaded down.

Not only the good news, the caring and attentiveness, the spare heart... is also very happy...

Chu Yingying was stunned for a long time, thoughts in her mind were chaotic, and finally there was only one day and night, when the young man stood in the yard with a lantern in his hand, and looked at her with a smile, his eyes were filled with endless tenderness, like stars in the sky fall into it.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Yingying put down the letter, stood up, went to the window to polish the ink, and began to write a reply to Cui Yunhao.

With such a proposal, Chu Yingying naturally would not refuse, and agreed. After getting along for such a long time, Mrs. Fu was very reluctant to give up, and pulled Chu Yingying to talk a lot, but Mrs. Zhang gave her a few books.

At this moment, someone came over to say hello, "Doctor Chu, let's stop to rest. Come down and drink a bowl of tea."

That young man was Chu Yingying. After writing a letter to Cui Yunhao, the condition of the victims in Chizhou almost improved. She took the initiative to say goodbye to Mr. Fu and Mr. Zhang, and proposed to go to Jindu. , It has been more than seven or eight days now.

In an instant, the letter in his hand seemed to be as heavy as a thousand weights.

Chu Yingying's hand trembled slightly, and the letter also trembled, just like the heart on her chest.

Knowing the age of Guizhang, you should be enshrined as an official, and you will be named on the gold list, and you will be admitted to the Hanlin. I feel happy, and I should congratulate you with you. However, it is a pity that this body is far away.

Cai Jinghong said: "He hasn't finished watching it yet, who knows?"

See words like meeting.

Beside, Zeng Jingxian whispered: "Look at Yun Hao's expression, whether you want to smile or not, what's going on?"

He looked at it repeatedly, as if he wanted to taste something from the four beautiful small characters on hairpin flowers.

The two were talking, when Cui Yunhao put away the letter, walked over to Cai Jinghong and said, "Thank you."

Yingying, seeing a letter is like meeting.

Zhang Lao did not give up these books when the flood hit, and now they are all given to her. Chu Yingying was both surprised and grateful, and dared not accept them, saying: "These are your most precious things , how can I collect it?"

Zhang Lao said: "Books are dead, but people are alive. Since I wrote these things, they are naturally in my mind, and leaving them for others to read is their greatest value. I think your talent is good, but it's just experience. Less. If you have time, read more medical records, and if you work hard, you will definitely achieve something in medical science within a few years."

He said, and then said: "I didn't bring much with me when I came out this time, and I still have a lot of medical records at home. When you arrive in Jindu in the future, write to me and leave me an address. Someone will send it to you."

This is the greatest kindness that Mr. Zhang can do so far. Chu Yingying was very moved, and she no longer refused. She nodded and said, "Then thank you very much."

(End of this chapter)