Chapter 257: Extra 4 (Yun Niang): Past events like clouds
Chapter 257 Extra Four (Yun Niang): Past events like clouds
When she was born, she had a birthmark on her back.
The birthmark is like an auspicious cloud. Everyone congratulates the Mo family on the birth of a child. This child will definitely be a blessed person in the future.
So she grew up in the expectation of everyone.
She was very smart when she was young. She could read a hundred words at the age of three. She began to read medical scriptures at the age of five. She identified various medicinal materials at the age of eight. By the age of ten, she could already try to prescribe prescriptions for ordinary people's minor illnesses and pains.
His grandfather, Mo Wensheng, was a royal physician and was very popular among the nobles in the palace. However, he did not have many children at home. Seeing that she was interested in medical skills, he taught her step by step.
She studies very well.
Gradually, the family's expectations for her became more and more important, and her grandfather decided to let her study at the Imperial Medical Bureau after she was born.
She was pleased on the outside, but disdainful on the inside.
The gentlemen at the Imperial Medical Bureau were old-fashioned and only knew how to seek medical theories according to the books. When it came to medical books, she could memorize them no less than they did. It was a humiliation for her to obey their teachings.
She had many strange ideas and was even more interested in drugs. Her grandfather would strictly stop her every time, thinking that she was impetuous and did not know how to practice medicine prudently.
She scoffed.
My grandfather was a royal physician, and he prescribed prescriptions to the nobles in the palace for many years. Treating a noble person is a matter of course. If the treatment is bad, you may lose your head or harm your family. The doctors who prescribe medicine are more conservative than the others. They do not understand the secrets of medication, let alone use poison.
She secretly planted poisonous weeds in the courtyard.
Until her grandfather found out, he threw away the centipede and venomous snake she kept, and repeatedly warned her not to do it again in the future. He also punished her to copy the book in front of the statue of Shennong. She was halfway through copying and tore up the paper and pen in disgust.
She just likes to develop poisons, what's wrong with that?
What's wrong is that there are always so many useless and annoying rules in this world.
She bumped into a child begging on the street and threw a piece of silver to him. The beggar kowtowed gratefully and thanked him. She looked at the beggar's dirty face and suddenly had an idea in her mind.
She gave the beggar her newly made poison.
The medicine won't kill you, it will just make you mute for a few days. The little beggar didn't know what it was, but seeing that she was covered in silk, she didn't doubt it was there, so she raised her head and accepted it.
She asked the child to go back to the temple and wait. Three days later, the child came back. As expected, his throat was hoarse. He only said that he had been unable to speak for the past few days.
She was elated.
So we got a better way to test medicine, and there were many poor people in Shengjing. After all, those rabbits and mice are different from living people, and the same poison may not be effective. She tried it on the maids and girls in her hospital, and got one beautiful poison recipe after another.
When she reached the age of hair extensions, her grandfather sent her to study at the Imperial Medical Bureau. She ranked first in every examination, and her reputation even spread to the Imperial Medical College. Later, a medical officer asked her to test a difficult and complicated disease that could not be cured. She calmly wrote down the prescription, and the patient took it for a period of time and was cured. This made her famous.
She took the opportunity to ask her grandfather not to go to the Imperial Medical Bureau.
Grandfather agreed this time.
A "genius" granddaughter who doesn't have to go to the imperial doctor's bureau can always give Mr. Mo more face in Shengjing City.
She was also satisfied that she finally no longer had to waste time on those pedantic medical dogmas.
Practicing medicine is different from studying. If you have not seen a large number of patients and symptoms in person, you cannot become a leader in medicine just by reading a few medical classics and pharmacology. However, she had a large number of "medicine people" that she could try out, and her "medical skills" improved by leaps and bounds.
Her medical skills are getting better and better, but she is getting older and older. Her father intends to arrange a marriage for her, but she refuses. Her father, who has always been mediocre, is particularly insistent on this matter.
"A woman should get married when she reaches her age. Are you going to be in public and practice medicine in the future?"
She knew what her father was thinking.
He himself was mediocre and was suppressed by his grandfather, but he gave birth to an outstanding daughter. It would have been fine if she was a son, but she was born as a girl, which made him even more incompetent.
A father would also be jealous of his daughter, so he would want to lock her in the inner house to show his status.
Her parents ordered the matchmaker to say that he could indeed take charge of her marriage, and her grandfather could not say anything about it.
So she poisoned him.
The medicine was administered little by little, so unconsciously that no one could see any clues. Grandfather didn't notice anything was wrong. Her father died before her engagement, and according to the rules, she had to observe mourning for one year.
When burning the paper money, she knelt in front of the soul dressed in plain white mourning clothes, with her head lowered and a sad face, but when she raised her hands, she hid the smile on her lips.
Unnoticed by her family, she became happier and devoted herself to developing new poisons. She had more and more prescriptions in her hands, but the more she did, the more she felt that the pharmacology of poisonous classics she had mastered was far from enough.
Renyazi found poor children for her from all over the place. With a little money, she could buy the test kits. She hid them in a secret room and let them test the poison. Unexpectedly, one of them turned out to be the illegitimate son of a criminal doctor.
That's when the incident came to light.
Grandfather looked at her in disbelief and was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood: "Rebellious girl! Beast!"
She laughed and said, "Medicine and poison are alike. There is no guarantee that the poison prescription they obtained will benefit the world in the future. Those beggars are as worthless as grass. They can be considered valuable if they can die like this."
"Snapped-"
Grandfather slapped her.
She stared back coldly.
"You go." The gray-haired old man lowered his head slumped, his tone was as tired as ever before, "Run away far away, and don't come back."
Grandfather wants to send her away.
She is the most talented child of the Mo family, and she was raised by her grandfather step by step since she was a child. After all, she couldn't bear it. She hid in the dark and watched the Mo family's family go to jail. He was supposed to be picked up by someone arranged by his grandfather, but he couldn't bear to part with the Poison Sutra he had written and wanted to go back to his home to get it back. When someone discovered him, he had no choice but to throw down the oil lamp and put down a big fire. He locked the maid who was traveling with him inside and endured the pain. escape. The maid died and became a charred corpse. Grandpa identified it as her, so Mo Ruyun died in the fire.
There is nothing like Yun in the world.
She wore a power fence and left Shengjing with the money given by her grandfather.
A young woman, alone outside, always attracts criticism, and those who have had bad ideas about her disappear quietly in the end.
Poison is the most wonderful thing in the world.
She traveled to many places and finally settled in Luomeifeng in southern Jiangsu.
It is a beautiful mountain. In winter, the white snow and red plum blossoms are beautiful and sentimental.
She took in sixteen children one after another, all of whom were from poor families. The young children were weak and most sensitive to poisons. She used the newly made poison on them. Unfortunately, the children's bodies could not tolerate it. The longest one died in just six months, and could only be buried in the grass behind the thatched house.
There were hard-to-find medicinal herbs near Changwu County. She went to collect the medicine and accidentally encountered a plague in the county. The county magistrate's son paid a high medical fee. She was very satisfied. What was even more satisfying was that she received the seventeenth gift there.
Xiao Shiqi was different from the previous sixteen. There was a severe epidemic in Changwu County, and four members of her family fell ill one after another. She was the only one who was safe and sound. Her constitution was special, and she was the best container for making poison.
She brought Xiao Qi back to Luomeifeng.
Xiao Qi is smart, docile, and quick in doing things. More importantly, she is also well-read.
Xiaoqi always secretly browsed through the medical classics and pharmacology she had thrown in the room without her back. She looked at it and found it very interesting.
Xiao Qi is also very determined. The first sixteen did not survive half a year. Only she has the strongest will to survive and can struggle to survive for a day every time.
It's like scattering a seed on the ground casually, and I don't know what kind of flowers will bloom. She hoped that it would be a poisonous flower, the most beautiful and beautiful, and that she could give away all her poisonous scriptures. After she died, there would be someone in the world who could accept her mantle.
It's a pity that Xiao Qi is different.
This kid is very smart, but sometimes he is very stupid. She gave Xiao Qi many opportunities to kill herself, but unfortunately Xiao Qi never thought about it. One time, her old injury relapsed and she suddenly fainted. Xiao Qi actually made some medicine for her.
In fact, Xiao Qi could take the opportunity to kill herself, or threaten herself to give her the antidote.
But this kid didn't.
At that moment she understood that Xiao Qi and herself were different people.
She was about to die. The fire at Mo's house had destroyed her skin and appearance, which she had used poison to maintain over the years. However, the body as a container was about to collapse, and she had to start dealing with the aftermath.
The Poison Sutra and Poison Prescription must be buried with her. There is nothing she cherishes most in this world.
It would be better for the burial place to be on Luomei Peak. She liked this place, where the clouds and mist dispersed, and the scenery was unique.
The only one left is Xiao Qi.
This medicine man, this seventeenth medicine man who should have been buried in the grass long ago, has lived persistently in the mountains for so many years. She looked at the other person's back carrying the medicine basket down the mountain, and thought about how to arrange Xiao Qi's ending.
She is not married and has no children. If she has a daughter, she might be around Xiao Qi's age. It's a pity that the other person is too soft-hearted. She wants to make the other person become like her and inherit her mantle, so she has to arrange a game for Xiao Qi.
So he arranged for Xiao Qi to "kill" her with his own hands.
This child is very smart and can think of using his own blood to make medicine. At the last moment, she looked at her with tears in her eyes, but she was very happy.
There is a first time for murder, and there will be a second time. People who actively kill people can no longer be doctors.
Xiao Shiqi is extremely talented. He has been familiar with poison classics and pharmacology with her for these years, so he should not be buried.
She should be like herself. She should travel to many places and meet many people in the future. People and things in the world are just containers of poison. She should not have pity or sympathy, just do what she likes.
In one's life, one should always do something that one likes.
Just like herself.
Compared with raising a husband and raising children, and living a dull life, this is obviously more fun.
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Xiao Qi's sobs came from beside her. She looked at the sad child and felt a little funny in her heart. Suddenly she remembered that she had been up the mountain for so long and she hadn't asked him his name. She wanted to speak, but found more blood spilling from the corners of her lips, and she was speechless.
That’s all, if you don’t know, just don’t know.
After all, she almost forgot her own name.
Her name...what's her name?
There were clouds and fog in the mountains, and there were hazy white snow and mighty waves. She could faintly hear people talking among them.
It seemed that a gray-haired old man was sitting in the courtyard holding a little girl with her hair tied in a bun, teaching her to write stroke by stroke.
"Going out of the east gate, there is a woman like a cloud. Although she is like a cloud, she is hiding from my thoughts..."
"Oh, it's just right. It's exactly what Mr. Mo said, the Mo family is here!"
The laughter gradually faded away, leaving only new marks of pen and ink on the paper.
They are two slightly childish and crooked words—
Like clouds.