Bianjing little doctor

When Zhang Guifei passed away, it was at the beginning of June of the first year of Zhihe, which was five months behind the original plot.

There is no "great cold in the capital, the people froze to death, and the imperial concubine was infected with the epidemic", only the shower just last night and the thunder that resounded through the sky at dawn, mixed in the ten miles and eight alleys of Bianjing City, between the Xiangfang market, and the hazy scene on the river bank. Together with the rain and fog, a thick and colorful Bianjing Fu is drawn.

The death knell rang, and the tabloids flew into the land of China like snowflakes...

Xin Yi listened to Hongyu vividly talking about the discussion outside, and sat quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Xingyuan to dress her up.

Gao Minglou came in at this time, as if carrying the fishy smell of the Bian River in the early morning, his brows were furrowed.

"Ayima, there is bad news."

Xin Yi slightly curved his lips, "What news?"

Gao Minglou: "I'm afraid your marriage with the Prince of Guangling will be postponed..."

Xin Yi asked, "Is it because Concubine Zhang is dead?"

Gao Minglou hummed, looking at the soft and gentle woman sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to see some strange expression on her face, but unfortunately, she didn't seem to think it was such bad news, she was so calm that Gao Minglou Blurred.

"The letter of credence for the marriage of the Kingdom of Dali arrived in Bianjing yesterday. I should have sent someone to send it to the Funing Hall. I thought the emperor would soon issue a decree to marry you and the King of Guangling County. Unexpectedly, Concubine Zhang Guifei will die at this time. passed away..."

Xin Yi suddenly laughed.

"Huang Yi died to mourn the concubine. Why did my brother think that after the death of the concubine, the officials would ask the subjects to mourn?"

Gao Minglou was stunned: "I never thought about this, it's just that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty doted on the Zhang family, and everyone knows it. Once the Zhang family dies, entertainment and entertainment will definitely be banned, and the marriage of the King of Guangling will definitely be delayed..."

Xin Yi nodded quietly.

"What brother said is true. So there is no need to be impatient. Let's talk about it after the imperial concubine's funeral."

Gao Minglou smiled, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just that we will have to stay in Bianjing for a few more days."

Xin Yi smiled softly, "Brother gets up early and returns late, I only love the plump river fish in Bianjing, isn't this fulfilling your wish?"

Gao Minglou was stunned, seeing that the smile on her face could not be faked, he immediately curled his lips, "I also have nothing to do, looking for some fun to pass the time."

Xin Yi: "The Goulan tiles in Bianjing City are unique. Brother should take this opportunity to go out and play more. Fishing is a waste of time."

Gao Minglou raised his eyebrows, his haughty look seemed to have heard some joke, and he snorted coldly, "Ayima thought I was like those blond men in Song Dynasty, who liked to listen to music with hairpin flowers, and entertain brothels?"

Xin Yi coughed twice, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and still couldn't hold back his smile, "I'll just tease you casually, brother, don't take it seriously."

After all, without waiting for Gao Minglou to respond, he frowned again, and said worriedly: "When the noble concubine dies, I don't know what will happen in Beijing, brother, you should be more careful when you go fishing, don't get involved in right and wrong... ..."

Suspicion flashed across Gao Minglou's face. He really couldn't understand this woman. The concern and warmth in her words seemed to be his biological sister. Even though he was hard-hearted, he couldn't help but feel emotional ups and downs. It was as if the softest piece of flesh in my heart had been stabbed. …

"it is good."

When Gao Minglou left, his pace became much slower.

Go to the door and turn around again.

"The imperial concubine's funeral ceremony, the envoys will be invited to watch the ceremony, and you will go with me then."

Then Xin Yi groped from the edge of the bed and got up slowly, and bowed to Gao Minglou politely.

"Everything is arranged by my brother. After all, no matter what my brother does, it is for my own good."

Gao Minglou nodded and left in a hurry.

Inexplicably, cold sweat broke out on his back, and the phrase "I'm not that good" stuck in his throat, like coals in a stove, burning his nerves so that he didn't dare to look closely at a blind man's eyes.

On a rainy day, the room was dimly lit.

Xin Yi didn't move, until the sound of footsteps disappeared, and then let out a faint breath.

To live in this world, one has to fight for acting skills.This scene depends on her and Gao Minglou, which one plays better.

"Lue." Xin Yi called softly: "Let's go out for a walk too."

Lue said worriedly: "Miss, are you going to the pharmacy again?"

Xin Yi pondered for a moment, "Walk around. If you happen to pass Ma Xing Street, it would be good to take a medicinal bath at their house. In the past two days, I feel much more relaxed. I think it is the credit of their medicinal bath. I really should Call my brother and ask him to take a soak to get rid of dampness."

She spoke in a serious manner, and Lue's suspicion and nervousness that came from nowhere dissipated again.

"It's okay to go to the young master of the medicine shop, but you must not go to Yujie. The murderer in the Fanlou case was not caught, so I don't know if he will come out to do evil."

Xin Yi smiled slightly, "It's all up to you."

Lvca's ears itch.

Why is it that the more obedient and obedient this girl is, the more weird she feels and the imminent disaster?I don't know if she should tell the young master about this illusion...

·
Xiangluan Pavilion.

Zhou Yiliu was copying "The Precepts for Women" in front of the desk with her big belly, and just as she was writing "be patient with humiliation, always be afraid", the door of the palace opened, bringing out a cool breeze from the misty rainy day.

The girl Xiuyin came in and said distressedly: "It's so dark in the room, my lady don't burn your eyes. Rest for a while."

Zhou Yiliu smiled: "I'm fine, and it's good to practice handwriting. When I was young, I didn't have a chance at home. Isn't it just right now?"

Xiuyin frowned, "My lady is also very generous."

She raised her neck and looked at Zhou Yiliu's upright handwriting, as if she hadn't been affected in the slightest by Zhang Xueyi's death, she admired and sighed at the same time.

"I heard from the aunt who delivered the water that the officials were so mournful that they couldn't sit in Huining Hall for a long time, telling the left and right about his love for the imperial concubine over and over again... the stone escort class proposed to use the empress to cater to the officials. Zhiyi held the funeral for Concubine Zhang, isn't this in the hands of the officials? I heard about this, and a group of people agreed, even Prime Minister Chen Daren agreed..."

Queen's instrument?Zhou Yiliu's fingers were slightly stiff.

She knew that the officials treated Zhang Xueyi favorably, but Cao Yushang was still alive.The empress is still alive, and if the concubine is buried in the future, it will be a solid slap in the face of Cao Yushang. Such a ridiculous thing is unheard of, and I dare not even think about it...

Zhou Yiliu let out a low sigh, fed the ink with the tip of the pen, and lowered his head again to copy carefully. …

Xiuyin became anxious when she saw it, "Won't my lady be angry?"

Zhou Yiliu bent her lips, "Empress Cao is not angry, so what's the point of being angry with me, a little lady who doesn't even have a title? Besides, what's the use of being angry?"

The status is humble, and there is no one in the court.Even though she was pregnant with the emperor's heir, she didn't become any more dignified, so where would it be her turn to speak?
Of course, speaking from his own heart, Zhou Yiliu doesn't really like to argue with the dead. Doesn't that Cao Yuzhang like to help Dali Qianjin deal with her?Zhou Yiliu was extremely looking forward to Cao Yushang's expression when he got the news.

It's a pity that she was confined to the Xiangluan Pavilion, so she couldn't see the excitement.

She shook her head with a smile, and gently stroked the hair on her temples, "Don't worry about things that we shouldn't worry about. If you have this kind of leisure, you might as well think about it, what to eat at night... Wait for the big funeral After the arrangement, if you want to mourn for the noble concubine, you might not have any good things to use."

Xiuyin has always been aggressive and victorious, she had great expectations for Zhou Yiliu, who was pregnant with the emperor's heir, she was a bit discouraged after hearing that.

"The lady is pregnant with the little prince, no matter how cruel the officials are, they can't deprive Xiangluan Pavilion of food..."

Zhou Yiliu glanced at him, with a cool smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Then we have to give birth to a little prince."

Xiuyin shut up, her eyes subconsciously fell on Zhou Yiliu's lower abdomen.

The maids follow their masters, Zhou Yiliu's glory and wealth are their glory and wealth.Xiuyin didn't dare to think, if Zhou Yiliu gave birth to a princess, or died at birth like other princes and princesses, what would happen to them...

"Miss..."

Listening to Xiuyin's crying, Zhou Yiliu frowned and raised her head.

"Why are you making such a face? Those who don't know think you are crying for Concubine Zhang Gui? Last time I accidentally said, I won't do it in the future... Just look, I will definitely give birth to a healthy baby." Prince."

Xiuyin was startled when she heard her strange voice.

Zhou Yiliu smiled softly and put down her pen, "My little prince is hungry, hurry up and get some food. Oh, that's right..."

The moment Xiuyin turned around, Zhou Yiliu called her to stop.

"The secret agent Bai Xiaosheng that Xiuqin mentioned is very interesting."

"My lady, the rumors in the Jianghu are unbelievable..."

Zhou Yiliu pursed her lips and smiled, "Give me ten taels of gold, and ask if there is a way to keep my son alive?"

"Ah?! Lady..."

Zhou Yiliu ignored Xiuyin's shock and smiled lightly.

"Send another letter to the eldest princess's mansion, saying that my aunt misses Yi Nian and Er Nian, and wants to bring them to the palace to stay for a few days."

·
In the past few days, the misty rain in Bianjing city has deepened Zhao Zhen's worries about the death of Concubine Zhang.

As soon as Zhang Xueyi was mentioned, the emperor's eyes filled with tears, and he was in so much pain that he was determined to use the empress's ceremony for Zhang's funeral.

Prime Minister Chen Zhizhong, Hanlin scholar Chengzhi Wang Gongchen, Zhizhigao Wang Zhu and others either seconded the proposal or remained silent.Right now, only Deputy Prime Minister Liang Shi, Deputy Privy Envoy Sun Mian and others have repeatedly opposed this absurd move that is not in accordance with etiquette on the grounds that "the emperor's ceremony cannot govern the concubine's funeral".

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen flatly declared in a fit of anger, "Then I will just make her queen. You say it is not in accordance with the law, so if she is made queen, wouldn't it be proper and legal?"

This news also reached the ears of the eldest princess.

Several admonishers spoke dryly, and Zhao Zhen insisted on going his own way. They had no choice but to ask the eldest princess to intervene.

The eldest princess also felt that this matter was absurd. Before Zhang Xueyi was alive, the emperor spoiled her ignorantly. Now that everyone is dead, he wants to turn the court upside down because of her.

"Change and go to the palace."

The eldest princess sighed secretly, thought for a while and called the girl again.

"Go and bring the first thought and the second thought, and enter the palace with me."