Chapter 102: you are drunk
The first year of Chengkang.
June 12, sunny and cloudless.
Mr. Huo:
I am very happy to have it written by hand on May 12. Due to recent trivial matters, I apologize for not responding immediately.
Yesterday, I climbed Lancang Mountain. The shape of the mountain is steep, with thousands of ravines and cliffs, and all kinds of scenery are indescribable. If you have time, you can take a trip here, and you will definitely live up to your expectations.
After traveling for three years, Zhiyi has sorted out more than 100 kinds of rare herbal medicines, and there are three volumes. For many years abroad, Mr. Huo has helped me a lot, and I am very grateful.
I already knew about Lin Jingjian. The matter of the palace change, the gentleman has spent a lot of effort, and is willing to save him, it is the gentleman's great virtue. Now that the new king is in office, and the current situation is turbulent, Mr. Wang is cautious and thoughtful, and he is more careful in handling things.
Miss Lin sent me a letter, telling me that the late emperor was not of orthodox blood. This is a secret story of the royal family. My husband is involved in it, and I am afraid that the new emperor will be detrimental to you. If it is really a last resort, she still has 3,000 elite soldiers in her hand, and the soldiers are attached to this letter, hoping to benefit you.
Furthermore, she was afraid that she would not be able to protect herself. She came to Liangzhou last month and entrusted her to me. The children are healthy, don't worry.
The situation has not been peaceful recently. The new emperor's position is not stable. Several kings of the opposite **** are eyeing him. The gentleman is at the cusp of the storm, so you must be more careful. All things are less than one's own life.
Remember, remember!
The book is in a hurry, and there is nothing to say.
Just one word, protect yourself.
Intentionally handwritten.
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Chengkang five years.
The third day of the twelfth lunar month. There is rain and snow.
Mr. Huo:
I have received a letter from Hui, and I am very pleased to know Kang He. Today, I am a little free, and I will write a few words at a rate.
This winter comes early, and last night I drank alone against the moon, and suddenly recalled some old things. When I was young, I was stubborn, everything was entangled in my heart, and I was worried. Now I think about it, thanks to Mr.
In every word and deed, nothing is sincere. At that time, Mr. Unknown had deep meaning, but as he got older, he became more and more aware. In all kinds of ways, I can only say one word of gratitude.
The husband is now standing near, and according to Miss Lin, he has not yet married. The matter of getting married is entirely up to you, and you can't really talk about it. But the winter is cold and the night is heavy, and the husband is alone, and it is inevitable that he will be lonely.
You have a thousand gold intentions, know your intentions with sincerity and fear, be grateful, and remember them in your heart. However, Zhiyi has already made an oath, that in this life, he will travel through Wanchuan, know all kinds of herbs, and cannot be stable unless he is old.
The heart of the gentleman, the friendship of fist and fist, can only live up to it.
And there are thousands of flowers, why cling to the rushing stream.
Mr. Wang, think more, think again. Treasure, treasure again.
Intentionally handwritten.
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Jiujing two years.
February twenty-three. Sunny, windy.
Mr. Huo:
Recently, I heard the heavy rain and rain in Beijing, the spring is cold, and the house is safe.
The gentleman is recovering from a serious illness. He hopes to have an orderly recuperation and save labor.
Recently returned to Queshan, Qiyu has become a cardamom girl. She said that you have managed a lot of passport materials for many years.
The day before yesterday, Imperial Physician Liu attached a letter to me, saying that things have been busy in the court recently, and the regent often goes to sleep every three shifts, and wakes up at nine. From day to night, rest less than three hours.
Sir, I know that the new emperor is still young, and everything needs your attention.
There are seven volumes of herbal medicine books, and when I travel all over the southwest, I will definitely be able to complete them.
On the day when the medical book is completed, Zhiyi may return to Beijing. At that time, if the master is free, he can talk about the past.
No words to think about, and then pray to cherish.
Intentionally handwritten.
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Jiujing five years.
The tenth day of winter. heavy snow.
Mr. Huo:
Green ants new grain wine, red mud small stove.
In the evening, the sky wants to snow, can I have a drink?
Intentionally handwritten.