Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 371 Do as the lady says

The Qing Lai on the gilt tray had a light luster, like gold threads flowing inside, crystal clear, making one's throat itchy.

Fu Jiuqu poured a cup for Zhao Zhen himself, and respectfully brought it up to make an apology.

"Uncle invites you to drink."

Zhao Zhen stared at him, his face turned blue and white, it was really pretty.

"Why don't you try the silver hairpin, it might be poisonous."

Fu Jiuqu looked up in amazement, with a shocked expression on his face.

"My minister is terrified! I can't afford this crime..."

Zhao Zhen glanced at him, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Stop acting here with me. Take out the aura you just slapped the evidence on my face, and see if I will punish you for being disrespectful."

"..."

Fu Jiuqu crossed his hands and bowed, looking serious for some reason.

"Officials forgive me, tonight I have lost my courtesy... just because I heard that someone was stealing in the palace, I think this matter should not be underestimated. If you dare to steal gold now, what will you do in the future? To punish the thief severely, this is a trivial matter In Huada, the trouble was brought up in front of the officials. I really didn't know that there would be such a filthy thing in Huining Palace... No, it was a coincidence. Is it true that I want to have my head because of my duty? ?”

"Still pretending?" Zhao Zhen pretended not to be sure of his real thoughts.

"Sit down." Zhao Zhen gave him a dissatisfied look, "You have blocked the light."

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu lowered his head and sat obediently.

Zhao Zhen examined Fu Jiuqu's face, his eyes flickered, like the sky after a storm, invisible...

However, in the end he let out a long sigh and did not pursue all the details of Fu Jiuqu's appearance in Huining Hall.

"Zhou Yiliu came out of the Ni mansion, how do you think about it now?"

Seeing his calm face, Fu Jiuqu must have calmed down a long time ago, so he smiled slightly.

"How can my nephew ask about my uncle's family background?"

"Who is your uncle?" Zhao Zhen glared at him, "Now I'm asking about the emperor's family affairs."

The emperor's family affairs are state affairs.

Only then did Fu Jiuqu suddenly realize, "If it comes from an official family background, then... the official family is in charge. The emperor is a sage and a blessing to all people."

Zhao Zhen snorted heavily.

These words sounded like flattery, as if they were praising him, but they were actually using words to provoke him.

But Fu Jiuqu is from his own family and a foreigner. In Zhao Zhen's mind, he only helps and does not threaten the imperial power. Therefore, the more Fu Jiuqu treats him as an uncle, the more he is willing to take off his mask. Say something heartfelt to Fu Jiuqu.

"The empress is right. This matter is going out of the palace. People in the world will see my jokes and damage the royal dignity. No matter how wrong Mrs. Zhou is, she is also pregnant with the emperor's heir. I can't take her life..."

Fu Jiuqu was not surprised.

"How do the officials plan to deal with it?"

Zhao Zhen didn't look up, held the wine cup for a moment, calmed down, raised his sleeves and drank the contents of the cup in one gulp. His appearance was no different from that of a master who had a headache because of a concubine's fight in an ordinary rich family.

"Closed in the Xiangluan Pavilion first, to see the effect later. Wait until the prince is born."

Fu Jiuqu slowly filled it up for him, with a half-smile.

"Weichen also has this intention."

"Oh?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "I thought you were going to vent your anger on that little lady of yours, and I wish I could punish her for a serious crime right away..."

Fu Jiuqu: "Does the government care less about the infighting between concubine and concubine? Which one punishes the serious crime? In the final analysis, it is the emperor's heir that matters..."

Zhao Zhen pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

At this moment, as long as Zhou Yiliu can give birth to a prince for him, that would be a great contribution, no matter what sins he committed, they would be wiped away.

Everyone can see this clearly, but Zhao Zhen needs other people's mouths to speak out.

Therefore, when Fu Jiuqu said this, his expression softened even more, holding the wine cup in his hand, like an old monk in meditation.

"I didn't misunderstand you. There are countless civil servants and military generals in the Great Song Dynasty, but no one is as good as you. Do you know why?"

Fu Jiuqu cupped his hands calmly, "I don't know."

Zhao Zhen looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "You will understand if you change your name."

"uncle……?"

Zhao Zhen let out a long sigh, and there seemed to be a kind light in his eyes.

"You and my nephew are relatives of flesh and blood. How can the love be compared with others? Lao Jiu, I still have to rely on you. I have lived in the palace for a long time, without you and the Imperial City Secretary, I would be blind and deaf. I can be coaxed by them. You are my eyes and ears..."

Fu Jiuqu hurriedly got up and saluted.

"For the father of the emperor, for the great Song Dynasty, and for the ministers, I will never say goodbye."

~

That day, Fu Jiuqu returned from the palace at dawn, and Xin Yi failed to see him.

After a night of anxiety, when she woke up the next day, her impatience had subsided, and she was not so anxious anymore.

Things have come to this point, it is not something that can be rushed in a day or two.

She didn't know what Fu Jiuqu and Zhao Zhen said, and she didn't know what Fu Jiuqu thought about Zhou Yiliu's existence, so she had to wait quietly, and asked Xingyuan to bring Yinshuang to bring her a note Go to the princess mansion.

"There are tens of thousands of words in the world, but lovesickness is the most depressing."

Xingyuan was the only one in the room.

But Xin Yi should not be exposed too thoroughly.

She didn't write it by hand, but read it out for Xingyuan to write.

"Girl..." Xingyuan blushed.

"Written like this, will it be too, too..."

Too direct, too proactive, too explicit, too cheeky.

Even if she was killed, she would not be able to write such words to Mr. Lang.

She felt shy, but Xin Yi felt that her words were too reserved. If she was not afraid of scaring Xingyuan, she would probably only write a sentence, "I miss you in my dreams, I miss you in my heart, if you don't come to see each other again , then take the knife and ask for your dog’s head.”

Xingyuan wrote with a blushing face, and released Yinshuang.

In less than an hour, Yinshuang flew back against the scorching sun.

Xin Yi asked Xingyuan to feed the bird water, and then asked Xingyuan to unfold the note and read it to herself.

"Girl, master said, master said..." Xingyuan hesitated, and kept glancing at her face.

"Say what?" Xin Yi asked.

Xingyuan looked at the handwriting written on the note.

"You don't want to be angry, I just read it."

"Huh?" Xin Yi frowned, "Read!"

Xingyuan took a breath and cleared her throat, "Master said, there are thousands of delicate flowers in the world, but only Xin Yi is the most attractive."

After Xingyuan finished speaking, she comforted her cautiously.

"The matter of Master Jiu and Mrs. Xin Yi has passed. It's just that we have been together for so long, and there are some moments when we can't let it go. Miss, don't take it to heart. The happiness of you and Master Jiu is still to come..."

"Well~" Xin Yi nodded, "I'm quite angry. Then? No more?"

"Yes." Xing Yuan said, "There is a line of small characters below."

"Don't pant, can you read it all at once? Why, you don't kill enough, you like Ling Chi, don't you?"

Xingyuan was amused by her words.

I think this girl has a really nice temper.

"Master said, after the sun goes down, someone will pick you up to Ma Xing Street..."

When Xingyuan said this, she was stunned for a moment, thinking of the Xinyi Pharmacy in Maxing Street, she silently squeezed the note tightly.

"Girl, you have to be strong."

"..."

Xin Yi nodded, took a shower and changed clothes, and dressed up well.

If he looks good, he will have more confidence in finding trouble with Fu Jiuqu later.

Then, Xin Yi stubbornly ate two cans of iced plum drinks bought by Yunqiqiao, and waited until the sun went down before a sedan chair was carried into the post house.

The person who came was an official from the Honglu Temple. He said that several senior medical practitioners in Beijing had heard about the witch doctor's rescue, so he specially entrusted him with his favor, and wanted to invite Miss Ayima to come and ask for advice.

That senior is Zhou Daozi.

In the past two days, Gao Minglou left early and returned late, and Xin Yi didn't know what he was doing.

However, Gao Minglou was obviously happy with her relationship with Fu Jiuqu.When I came back last night, regarding the matter of saving Zhang Xueyi, Xin Yi only said that he followed Fu Jiuqu's arrangement, Gao Minglou listened silently, and didn't say much, now that she was going out, Gao Minglou just told Hongdou and Lue to take good care of her , and watched her out of the post house.

When Xin Yi walked out of the courtyard, Gao Minglou's gaze was still behind him.

On a hot day, she actually felt a chill down her back...

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The bustling Maxing Street is as bustling as yesterday, but still lively.Xinyi Pharmacy, as always, stands by the Mazhang River where people come and go, as if welcoming a long-lost old friend, quiet and solemn...

I don't know if he had poured too much affection into the medicine workshop, but the moment Xin Yi saw the eaves of the medicine workshop, his eyes became moist.

The sedan chair enters the hospital through the side door, and the sound of running water fills the ears.

Xin Yi opened the car curtain, and after only one glance, he was beyond shocked.

At the beginning, because she was concerned about the exquisite city life described in "A Picture of Shanghe on the Qinghe River" and "Tokyo Menghualu", she once told Fu Jiuqu about the design concept of tap water.But because Mr. Su Dongpo, who possesses that technology, has not yet come out of Sichuan, and there is no trace of running water in the city. Although she is looking forward to it, she never imagined that there will be a day when she will see it with her own eyes...

And the tap water pipe in front of me, which is connected with a large stone trough and a large bamboo tube, and then coated with hemp lacquer for waterproofing, although a bit rough, has actually fulfilled Xin Yi's wish-to divert water into the canal and use it for self-help.

"Look stupid? Come down."

The sun was setting and Fu Jiuqu was standing in the evening breeze in the courtyard. He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe like snow in the cold river. It was sparse in the eyes, but it set off his eyebrows like a picture. The evening scene was sunny.

A big hand stretched out.

Xin Yi slowly placed it in his palm, not daring to look into Fu Jiuqu's eyes, his heart was hot, and his whole body became irritable. Under his smiling gaze, he felt that the new clothes on his body did not suit others.

"You... did it all."

Fu Jiuqu smiled lowly and held her hand tightly.

"Every lady will do as she says."

　Fu Jiuqu: Make sure!I see if you still lose your temper.

　　Xin Yi: Hehehehehe.

　　Fu Jiuqu: Dressing up so beautifully and coming to settle accounts with me, isn't that just like a sheep getting caught in a tiger's mouth?

　　Xin Yi: What do you want?When you are beaten, you must stand at attention, and stand up before you speak!
　　Fu Jiuqu: Mouth, mouth, mouth, mouth.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)