Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 150
have trouble with?

What kind of trouble can Mrs. Zhang encounter?

Duan Sui shook his head, "What does Master Jiu mean? This subordinate doesn't understand."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at him, "One tael, five million yuan, that's the most precious thing. If you're innocent, you're guilty. Only by auctioning it off with great fanfare can you guarantee your safety."

"What's safe?" Duan Sui was amused by the master's words, "How else can I say, this little lady is going to get into trouble again? She placed this spice at the door of Xinyifang, attracting bees and butterflies. The auction price is The tide is rising, but the people who come to bid, in addition to the major incense and medicine shops in Bianjing, there are also some descendants of aristocratic families who fear that the world will not be chaotic. These people do not accept anyone, and in order to grab incense, they almost fight... so much trouble If we go on, it is not certain whether she will receive the silver or not."

Fu Jiuqu closed his eyes lightly.

"If you don't make a big fuss, then why do you make a fuss?"

"Master Jiu, why can't this subordinate understand?"

"You don't understand, that's right."

"..." Duan Sui looked at Sun Huai and scratched his head, "When this subordinate came back, he saw Zhang Lu, and he also went to Ma Xing Street."

"Zhang Lu?" Fu Jiuqu pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled coolly.

"Sun Huai, change your clothes."

Sun Huai just heard what Duan Sui said about Xin Yi, and he kept silent all the time. He frowned slightly when he heard the words, and began to complain about his master again.

"Master is going to Ma Xing Street?"

"Enter the palace." Fu Jiuqu looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about what Xin Yi did, and he didn't want to be involved in the fragrance auction.

"On the tape on the table."

Sun Huai heaved a sigh of relief and responded, only to see Fu Jiuqu stuff the small sealed tin box containing the fragrant medicine into his arms without making a sound.

He turned his head and stared at Duan Sui.

Duan Sui was puzzled and made a face at him.

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One or two spices cost 50 yuan. This price is shocking even in the city of Bianjing, which is famous for its luxury and prosperity.

On Ma Xing Street, everyone is talking about it.

"Once you hear it, you will clear your mind, and then you will be cured of all diseases."

"The fragrance is tangy and lingers for a long time."

"There is only one family, no semicolons."

"The only one in the world, it will be gone after shooting."

The statement about Duluxiang became more mysterious as it spread.If it is changed to later generations, this is a marketing method and a hype method. Although people in the Song Dynasty do not have such a concept, they have the same temperament to join in the fun.

Duluxiang was born out of nowhere.

The spice market was attracted by this novel and clear fragrance, and they inquired about the source and formula of the raw materials, but found nothing.

The source is still here with Mrs. Zhang.

The law that the more you can't get something, the more you want it, applies everywhere.

For a while, Duluxiang became a rare commodity to live in.

Miss Zhang's Xinyifang is even more famous in Bianjing.

At the beginning, those who heard that a little lady who opened a pharmacy was going to auction off the strange incense, ridiculed and ridiculed, immediately joined the chaos and became one of the invisible forces that blocked the entrance of Xinyifang.

There was a lot of noise about the auction.

Cao Yi returned home from duty, changed his official uniform and went to Ma Xing Street.

He was worried about Xin Yi.

This matter has become like this, how can a little lady deal with it?

Zheng Liu saw that he was about to leave after putting on his cloak, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"My lord, the eldest lady asked you to go to Rui'an Hall to meet her."

Cao Yi hesitated, "I'll pay my respects when I get back."

Zheng Liu didn't stop him anymore, but he was very dissatisfied with Miss Zhang's behavior in words, "Miss Zhang really doesn't want to think half of the adults, this lady is angry about the adults and her affairs, she is fine, come out It’s fine to show your face, but what kind of auctions are you doing now, selling incense like flowers and butterflies, and recruiting so many dudes from Beijing and China..."

"To shut up!"

Cao Yi has always been cautious and low-key, never causing trouble, the behavior of Mrs. Zhang is really the opposite of his conduct.

But that's what makes her special.

"If it's not a last resort, which young lady is willing to come out and show her face?" He glanced at Zheng Liu, picked up the Duluxiang that was on the table, and lifted the lid of the tin box, and the quiet fragrance came out, piercing his heart. , like her smile.

Cao Yi sighed.

"It's my fault. It's because I failed to give her peace of mind. As a little lady, it's really difficult for her to support a huge pharmacy by herself, support three children and a group of guys... I should have given her some practical advice earlier. Funding. If she has money, why should she?"

Zheng Liu frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"My lord blames me for everything. It's obvious that she is not worrying... The little lady is going to get married anyway. It is enough to know how to care for her husband and raise her children. She is good. She can do it as soon as she thinks about it. No one is better at causing trouble." No, if Da Furen finds out, she won't agree to your marriage..."

Cao Yi glanced at him indifferently, sighed, but did not blame him, changed a pair of boots and strode out.

He was afraid of being seen and told his mother, so he went around the corridor and wanted to go out through the side door, but he didn't want to, and was stopped by his mother just after he passed the courtyard.

"Where are you going after you've just left the house?"

Zheng Liu stuttered in fright: "Master, Mrs...."

Cao Yi stopped, stood to one side, and bowed his head in salute.

"Mother."

Mrs. Feng walked over from the arched door of the courtyard, accompanied by a few maids and women, full of majesty.

"I think you have been deceived by the vixen, and you almost forgot your last name."

"Mother." Cao Yi said in a low voice, "It's none of her business."

"Whose matter is her business? I don't think she has a good heart." Looking at her son's stubborn face, Feng groaned heavily, turned her head and walked in front.

"follow me."

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There is an ancestral hall in the west courtyard, which enshrines the ancestors of the Cao family.

The tablets of Cao Yi's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather are all inside, placed in order.

As soon as the door is pushed open, there is the smell of incense.

"Go in." The eldest lady stood outside the gate of the ancestral hall, clasped her hands in front of her body, without looking at her son, and knelt down on the futon outside the gate.

"The ancestors are the highest, the family's wife, Feng, is not strict in teaching her children, and she shames the ancestors. She is really ashamed to be enshrined..."

Cao Yi's father died early, and his official rank was Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Yu. After his daughter became a queen, he was posthumously named King of Wu.Among the several sons of grandfather Cao Bin, the eldest, the second, and especially the fourth Cao Wei are all well-known figures in the Song Dynasty.

Cao Yi's father is relatively mediocre.

In the big family, the relationship between brothers and sisters is intricate.After Cao Yi's father passed away, their house was able to stand upright, and there was a virtuous queen praised by everyone, and the mother Feng's contribution was indispensable.

Therefore, Cao Yi was sensible and obedient since he was a child, read and practiced calligraphy, rode and shot rhythm, and never disobeyed his mother's order.

Seeing Feng's kneeling in tears, Cao Yi stepped over the threshold without saying a word, and knelt straight on the futon.

After Feng cried for a while, the serving woman handed her a handkerchief and helped her up.

Seeing Cao Yi kneeling in the ancestral hall, motionless, Feng wiped away his tears, his face regained his coldness and calmness.

"Your marriage, your sister and I have already chosen for you. The youngest daughter of Duke Lu's family is fifteen years old. She has a gentle and gentle temperament, is good at poetry, and understands rhythm. She is a good match for you."

Cao Yi didn't look back.

After a long time, he let out a helpless low laugh.

"My mother chose her not because she is docile, good at poetry, and understands melody, but because she was born in the Lu family in Donglai and is the granddaughter of Lu Yijian."

Feng Shi did not speak.

His eyes froze, his heart became cold for a moment, and he said bluntly: "I have informed the old lady, and your sister has also agreed, and I will talk to Mrs. Lu in the past two days to find out."

Cao Yi: "So, son has no choice?"

Feng looked at his son's back.

"Heng Qi, you have to be sensible. There must be someone better than the lady of the Lu family, the dignitaries of the Manchu dynasty, civil servants and military generals, but the lady of the Lu family is the most suitable person for you."

Although Lu Yijian's generation of famous ministers has passed away for many years, his power is still there, and he also has a status in the hearts of officials.His son Lu Gongzhu is not a big official now, but he is quite famous for his talent. His father once praised him for his ability to be "a prince and a minister".

Cao Yigui is an uncle of the state, and holds an important position in front of the palace. If he finds another powerful person to marry, it will inevitably attract the suspicion of the officials and the criticism of the villain. On the contrary, it is the daughter of the Lu family who seems to be old but has a profound background. but.

"Your elder sister has met that little lady of the Lu family, a girl with outstanding looks, so I can't miss you."

Cao Yi turned his head slowly, looking at his mother's cold face at the door, "I know that my mother is thinking about my son's future, but I don't want this marriage. In my life, my son will never marry Miss Zhang."

Seeing that he was obsessed with obsession, Feng suddenly felt angry.

"Absurd! Just because of a widow, you disobeyed your mother's order and disregarded the dignity of the Cao family? You just don't care about your mother, don't you care about your sister and yourself? Don't look at our family's glamor at the moment. If you act recklessly, your sister And no one to bear children, the family's downfall only comes sooner or later..."

Feng scolded his son, wiped away his tears, and softened his voice, "If your elder brother hadn't left early, would mother have the heart to force you? Now mother has nothing to rely on but you, my son. "

Cao Yi looked at the ancestral tablet without saying a word.

Feng's eyes were lowered, staring at Cao Yi's straight back: "You have enjoyed the protection of your ancestors, so you can put your ancestors first. Your sister was more reluctant than you when she entered the palace. Then if, as a son of the Cao family, you should I have to take care of Cao's family."

Cao Yi didn't look back, the corners of his eyes gradually became moist.

"Mother, I really want to marry Miss Zhang."

"Mother knows, mother knows."

When Feng heard her son's sobs, she also shed tears, "I have wronged my son. When you get married, the mother decides to accept her as a good concubine of the Cao family. For my son, the mother will give her dignity, but the lady of the Lu family , you must marry your mother back."

　Fu Jiuqu: What is mind-to-heart connection, do you understand?I know him, I know her.

　　Cao Yi: So what?I want to marry her.

　　Fu Jiuqu: Can I marry you?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)