MTL - Denghuaxiao-Chapter 23 Confrontation

Chapter 23 Confrontation

Since Chun Yangsheng was born in Xinglin Hall, Chun Shuisheng's name has gradually become less and less mentioned.

 First of all, there is only one word difference between Chunyang Sheng and Chun Shui Sheng, so it is inevitable to mix them up when you hear them. Secondly, Xinglin Hall is a big medical clinic after all, and there are old doctors in charge. When people buy medicine, they arrive at West Street and see the magnificent Xinglin Hall first. They go in and buy Chun Yang Sheng. Who knows that there is a Chun Shui Sheng? ?

As a result, the front door of Xinglin Hall became increasingly busy, and no one cared about the medicinal tea at Renxin Medical Center.

Du Changqing felt gloomy and unhappy when he saw this scene, but Lu Yun was as calm as ever and did what he had to do every day without showing any signs of sadness.

In the blink of an eye, a few days later, at noon, a carriage stopped on the embankment beside Luoyue Bridge. Someone was supported by a servant and shakily stepped out of the carriage, came to the embankment, and headed towards the pavilion where scholars gathered. Go in.

This man is about the age of destiny. He is wearing a lotus-colored silk straight skirt, his hair is combed into a shiny bun, and his black beard is extremely long. He looks very chic. When the group of scholars who were eating and drinking tea saw him, they greeted him: "Why is Mr. Chen Si here today?"

Mr. Chen Si’s name is Chen Xian. His family originally started out as a round fan shop. Later, the business grew bigger and bigger. Mr. Chen Si left the business to his children. He himself followed the Yake style and spent his days traveling around the mountains and rivers. He wrote poems and discussed Taoism, and vowed to become the first celebrity in Shengjing.

However, the number one scholar in Shengjing had nothing to do when he encountered the annoying Yang Hua in spring.

Among all the scholar friends, Mr. Chen Si hated the old-fashioned and conservative Hu Yuanwai the most. However, he suffered from the same nasal congestion as Hu Yuanwai. When spring came, he was miserable.

 A few days ago, Mr. Chen Si was very surprised when he heard that Mr. Hu had gone to the Peach Blossom Club. Hu Yuanwai's nasal congestion was more serious than him. How could he endure the peach blossoms with pollen flying in them? Later, I heard that Hu Yuanwai was promoting a herbal tea called Chun Shuisheng among his friends, saying it could relieve nasal congestion. It was only after Hu Yuanwai drank the herbal tea that he was able to show up at the Peach Blossom Fair.

Mr. Chen Si knew that Mr. Hu was fond of exaggerating, and that his nasal congestion was stubborn and difficult to cure. He was a bit doubtful for a while, so he asked people to go to the market to inquire about it. Sure enough, they heard that this herbal tea has remarkable curative effects. So Mr. Chen Si felt relieved and ordered the boy to buy a few packets and decoct them carefully, thinking that after a few days, he would be able to catch a glimpse of spring with a clear mind.

After drinking for five days, Mr. Chen Si felt that he should be ready, so he changed into a new set of carefully prepared clothes, wore a sachet, and even rubbed a little peach blossom powder, planning to show off his talents that he had accumulated throughout the winter at the poetry meeting. .

He smiled and coughed lightly, and was about to answer when a gust of wind blew by, and a familiar itch suddenly arose, causing him to open his mouth involuntarily.

An earth-shattering sneeze sounded. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mr. Chen Si’s nose flowed like a waterfall, tears flew everywhere, and a cluster of snot even flew to the hair of the nearest youngster.

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.

One sneeze after another continued to fly out of his mouth uncontrollably. Facing the different looks of everyone, Mr. Chen Si covered his face in embarrassment and backed away, and then ran towards the carriage.

 “Master—” the boy shouted eagerly behind him.

Mr. Chen Si had tears and runny nose, and felt a mixture of sadness and anger in his heart. Damn Hu Laizi, you really have no good intentions! This Chun Yangsheng had been drinking for five days, but it had no effect at all. He had just made a fool of himself in front of his friends. How could he have the nerve to go out in the future?

 Speaking of the magic medicine for nasal congestion, it is clearly a fake medicine!

He hurriedly got into the carriage, and the boy followed him from behind, looking at his face cautiously: "Master..."

“Go to Hu’s house!” Mr. Chen Si gritted his teeth angrily: “I have to find an explanation from Hu today!”

Master Chen Si was full of anger and the carriage drove very fast. At the door of Hu's house at the other end, Hu Yuanwai was holding a volume of poems and was about to go out to visit friends. Before he could step out of the door, he heard someone calling him menacingly: "Hu Laizi!"

Hu Yuanwai's expression changed. When he turned around, he saw Mr. Chen Si coming out of the carriage. His beard almost stood up in anger, and he said loudly: "Chen Fan, what are you talking about?"

Although Mr. Chen Si looked thin, he moved quickly. He walked up to Mr. Hu in a few steps, grabbed Mr. Hu's beard and gave him a rough shove. He shouted: "You liar, you are full of lies! What kind of medicinal tea can you say?" Curing nasal congestion makes me embarrassed in front of my friends. How much benefit did the medicine seller give you, so that you can help him deceive people like this? "

Hu Yuanwai struggled to take his beard back from his hands and argued: "What a liar, that herbal tea is quite miraculous. I drank a few cans and now my breathing is fine every day. You have something wrong with your nose. You blame other people's medicine." What are you doing with tea? I’m sick!”

Mr. Chen Si didn't repent when he saw him coming. Thinking about how he had burst into tears in front of everyone just now, he became even more angry. He grabbed his beard with sudden force, pulled off a strand of his beard, and cursed: "Old liar!"

Not to be outdone, Hu Yuanwai grabbed his black beard with his backhand and said, "Damn you scoundrel!" The two of them actually struggled with each other.

 The boy on one side wanted to separate the two of them, but both of them were obviously old men, but they were quite strong. In front of the door of Hu's house, the two of them yelled at each other.

 “Old liar, working with a medical clinic to sell medicinal tea to defraud money, it’s of no use at all!”

 “You’re a scoundrel, calling a panacea a shabby thing. I think you just want to extort money!”

　　“Just kidding, after drinking that herbal tea for five days, I still sneeze non-stop!”

　　“Nonsense, I only drank for three days and my face turned pale without changing color!”

 “Chun Yang is of no use to a bird at all!”

 “Chun Shui students are the best!”

"Huh?" Hu Yuanwai was startled and stopped subconsciously. Mr. Chen Si took the opportunity to pull out the last strand of goat's hair. He let out an "ouch" in pain, but he still remembered what Mr. Chen Si had just said and only asked: "What did you just say, Chunyangsheng?"

"Isn't it?" A layer of peach blossom powder fell off Mr. Chen Si's face, his clothes and hair were torn in a mess. He held up a wisp of sheep's whiskers in his hand. He was still not relieved and cursed: "What Chunyang Sheng is, it's clearly... It’s an excuse to scold people who buy medicines for being stupid and vicious doctors!”

"Isn't that right?" Hu Yuanwai was stunned and asked the boy beside him: "Go and take out the jar of herbal tea from my room." He then asked Mr. Chen Si, "You said the herbal tea you bought is called Chunyangsheng?"

Mr. Chen Si: "How many more times do I need to say this!"

Mr. Hu said nothing. When the boy got back the medicinal tea jar, he raised the jar so that Mr. Chen Si and the people watching the fun could see clearly: "You see clearly, what I bought is Chun Shuisheng!" You bought counterfeit medicines yourself, why don't you go to the counterfeit medicine seller to settle the score and come to me to lose your temper?"

When Mr. Chen Si heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to step forward and take a closer look at the jar: "Chun Shui Sheng?"

"Chen Fanzi, you used to have a nose problem, but now you can't even use your eyes?" Hu Yuanwai sneered, "Open your eyes and take a good look, I know what's on this jar!"

Mr. Chen Si is also in disbelief.

This jar is very similar to the jar he bought herbal tea from. It is very small. There is a very small piece of white paper on it, and a small poem is written in ink. It is very elegant. When he first saw the jar, he admired the ingenuity.

but…

 It does have the three characters "Spring Water Born" written on it.

 Aren’t you born in Chunyang?

Could it be that you really bought a fake product?

Mr. Chen Si suddenly looked at the boy next to him and shouted loudly: "You slave, where did you buy fake medicine to defraud your master?"

The boy was startled and hurriedly knelt down to complain: "It's impossible, sir. I bought the herbal tea from Xinglin Hall on West Street. Xinglin Hall is a time-honored brand and the medical center is very famous. There can't be fakes." of!"

"Xinglin Hall?" Hu Yuanwai said in surprise: "Isn't that shopkeeper Bai's medical clinic?"

 (End of this chapter)