The wooden frame was erected, and then the tulle was covered, and the lime water was sprinkled in bowls.

Soon, the residence of the musicians of the Tai Le Department was full of the smell of lime water.

The musicians who had returned did not return to their houses, but stayed outside.

Looking at this side curiously, he whispered about the tall and heroic Cheng Taichang.

"If it weren't for your reminder, I almost forgot, Cheng Saburo is still from Taichang Temple."

"That's not it. I have always stayed at the Imperial Medical Office during the process, and I haven't been to the other departments of Taichang Temple to show up."

"Cheng Taichang's medical skills are well known in the world, and his literary and poetry is also superb, but unfortunately he doesn't know how to use a musical instrument. Otherwise, we can ask Cheng Taichang to give us some advice."

"Yes, I heard that General Cheng has thick brows and anger and looks very hideous.

There is a painting of General Cheng Cheng posted around my house, and the town house is effective in preventing evil. Unexpectedly, Cheng Taichang was so beautiful that he didn't look like the painting at all. "

Cheng Chubi stood with his hands in his hands, standing there watching the two loyal servants and the handymen building the operating room.

In the ears, there are all the whistling and crooked sounds of the male and female musicians who are too common, just like tens of thousands of flies.

In particular, certain voices talking about his appearance made Cheng Chubi a black line.

Shente is not like painting at all, it is Master Yan's artistic processing, okay?

Just my three underage brothers, don't they also have a shaggy face?

Forget it, Cheng Chubi didn't bother to deal with these male and female musicians who only make music but lack artistic creation cells.

Most of them are pleated faces, which makes Cheng Chubi feel that Taidang Temple's work must be inadequate.

Playing music is also an art category, so you have to pay attention to your image. Musicians can't just be middle-aged and elderly people.

I'm afraid that there are fewer than ten people in the young movement. The others are all over forty years old, and there are quite a few old men with white beards.

If the young lady from Jiao Sifang next door is so nice, at least it seems to be pleasing to the eye.

Maybe you can dance with your arms and legs, which is like here, old and old, small and small,

I'm annoyed by Lao Tzu. One day I will rush to your Tai Le Department and ask you to have a symphony party of ethnic musical instruments.

Practice immortality, you guys who are so idle that they are squeaky and crooked.

Cheng Chubi is already a professionally trained old Cheng family who is responsible for morality. He is crazy in his heart, but on the surface he looks so calm, confident and calm.

At least, Cheng Taichang's beauty is appreciated and welcomed by the grandparents of the Tai Le Department.

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It only took less than an hour to build this simple operating room.

Cheng Xin and Deng Yue quickly saw three white clothes, white hats and white trousers... Well, strangers in white masks rushed in and started spraying lime water on the floor and walls of the house.

Such an operation made the master and apprentice look trembling and unclear. Fortunately, Cheng Chubi soon appeared outside the house.

"Don't worry, they will disinfect Master Deng Le's room so that you can rest here after the operation to reduce the incidence of infection."

"It's really too often to have labor, great kindness and great virtue, and there is no retribution to the official."

The pain continued, but after Cheng Chubi gave the injection, at least the pain did not make him feel that he was not as good as the dead Deng Yueshi.

On the couch, he bowed down gratefully to Cheng Chubi in salute. On the other hand, Cheng Xin directly bowed down on the ground and banged his head three times towards Cheng Chubi.

Such a move made Cheng Chubi a little astonished, and only then took two steps forward, and his forehead was already red and swollen.

At this moment, Cheng Chubi looked at the young man whose eyes were full of tears with excitement, then glanced at Musician Deng, who was lying on the couch with gray beard, and calmly said.

"Okay, okay, treating illnesses and saving people is Cheng's vocation as a doctor. It doesn't have to be that way."

Cheng Chubi, the infinite medical worker, put his hands on the painful and intractable Deng Yueshi.

At this moment, he looked at Cheng Chubi with satisfaction and begged in a low voice. "Can Cheng Taichang do well and let the villain guard the master..."

"You? Are you afraid of seeing blood?" Cheng Chubi asked indifferently with a glance.

"Don't be afraid, the villain is not afraid of anything." Cheng Xin said loudly and quickly.

"Alright, whoever, Cheng Fa, give him a surgical gown, mask and hat."

With little effort, I saw a group of people in white clothes and white hats appearing in the courtyard.

Even at noon when the sun was shining, all the members of the Imperial Medical Office couldn't help shivering.

An elderly musician gasped with a toothache.

"Old man, if I saw such a group at night, I might think it was a ghost..."

"Master Deng Yue went in too, did you see it? The only one who didn't cover his face was him."

"I hope Deng Sixiao can survive. His illness..."

"Lao Liu, how can you say that? There are still people who cannot be saved by Cheng Taichang."

"This has nothing to do with Cheng Taichang. The old man remembers that more than ten years ago, the old man and several colleagues fled from Jiangdu..."

The old pharmacist with gray beard and hair is faint and authentic. "The old man's best friend, Yue Mo is also suffering from such a disease~lightnovelpub.net~ It was so painful that it only stayed up for one day and one night, and when it came to the next night..."

Hearing these words, several elderly musicians also expressed sorrow and emotion on their faces.

They all experienced the same tragedies, the change of Jiangdu, the death of the former emperor, and at that time many musicians died tragically among the rebels.

Fortunately, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Datang has been regarded as a heyday, so that musicians who have gone through their youth, can finally continue to enjoy their old age in this era.

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Li Yuan woke up from the afternoon nap, was washing, listening to the report of Zhongbao in his ear, and heard the unreasonable demands of Cheng Chubi.

I was amused directly, and wiped his teeth with a towel.

"Don't care about that cheeky and shameless bastard, actually pushing his nose to his face, trying to take advantage of me."

Grandpa Zhongbao's petrified face was still unwavering, but his eyes flashed with triumph.

"Yes, your majesty, the servant only promised to give him five chickens, five rabbits and one lamb. He promised to send him half of it after cooking."

"Well, it's pretty much the same. You did a good job on this errand, and you have to keep it from stepping down when you deal with that kid."

Li Yuan had finished washing, looked around vigorously, wondering what he should do, and blurted out.

"What about the kid? Squatting down to play cards with his two hands again?"

When he heard the word playing cards, the corner of Zhongbao's eyes twitched, and he replied slowly after he controlled his emotions.

"By the way, your Majesty, he just heard that the music teacher and student of the Tai Le Department were in an emergency, and he is currently undergoing surgery on that musician.