Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 655

It is another year of spring returning to the earth, and the grass grows and the warblers fly.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, Yingtianfu.

A green-draped carriage slowly drove into the city gate, and the wheels made a crisp sound on the blue bricks.

Today is a cloudy and rainy day, rainy and foggy, the air is very fresh.

Xin Yi opened the curtain and looked out. The smoky and rainy Nanjing City was gentle and delicate. The pattering raindrops enveloped the city walls, as if covered with a graceful veil, extremely comfortable.

She took a deep breath.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil. Is it the Cold Food Festival tomorrow?"

Xiang Ling replied crisply: "My sister is right, tomorrow is cold food."

Xin Yi looked serious, and asked with a smile while holding his chin: "So, what do you think we should have for dinner tonight?"

Xiang Ling joked: "Sister, what do you want to eat? Tell me the name of the dish, and I will go back to the house an hour earlier in a while, and I will prepare it for you."

Xin Yi smiled, "Xianyu said last night that he would prepare a dish of braised sea bass with vinegar for his father, do you want to try it?"

Xiangling covered her mouth and was happy when she heard the sound.

"It's still Xianyu who is bold and dares to be ashamed of the county king."

Over the past few years, Fu Jiuqu has grown older, and his temperament has become much calmer, except for the fact that he is "jealous".

Even though Cheng Cang and Xiang Ling have two children, he still has a grudge against Cheng Cang, just like guarding against thieves. He is so happy that Xiang Ling and Xin Yi often tease the two men in private.

After marriage, Cheng Cang confessed to Xiang Ling that he had a crush on Xin Yi before, and was "passed through a small shoe" by Master Jiu.He felt ashamed because of this, but Xiang Ling laughed happily, saying that she actually knew about it a long time ago, and frankly thought that Cheng Cang had a good vision and liked the same person as her.

Xiang Ling said, my sister is so nice, if Cheng Cang doesn't like her, it's either because of his eyes or, like Duan Sui, his brain is wrong.

Seeing the harmony between her husband and wife after marriage, Xin Yi is naturally happy to see it succeed.

Talk and laugh along the way.

When approaching the pharmacy, Xin Yi's face darkened slightly.

"The beggar's chicken is not cold, is it?"

Xiang Ling hugged the food box and touched it with the back of his hand, "No, it's warm, Mr. Zhou will like it..."

The carriage stopped outside the "91" pharmacy at the end of the bridge.

Cong Guang gave a "control" sound outside.

"Lady, the pharmacy is here."

Xin Yi took the veiled hat and put it on, pulled it down to half cover his face, and slowly descended from the steps, looked up at the pharmacy in front of him, pursed his lips slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Another patient sent a plaque? I'll praise my beloved later."

Xiang Ling's eyes curled up with laughter, "My sister is not easy to praise now, she is very good."

The two talked and laughed, and stepped into the threshold of the pharmacy.

On the bustling street, there were voices of yelling, laughing and cursing, and indistinctly, melodious music from teahouses and restaurants.

As the battle turns and the stars move, mountains and seas can be leveled.

Today is the sixteenth day of the first month of the seventh year of Huangyou, and Xianyu is seven years old this year.

And Fu Jiuqu was also promoted from the prefect of Yangzhou to the prefect of Yingtian.

From the third year of Huangyou, Zhao officials sent letters to ask Fu Jiuqu.

"When will Ah Jiu return to Beijing?"

Every time he received a letter from home, Fu Jiuqu would sit alone in silence.

In the first year, he seemed to be resentful, and there was still lingering anger in his reply, "I am not worthy of being a court official, please ask the official to decree to dismiss me, exile me to Yangzhou, and just be a wandering wild crane."

He was heartbroken and angry about Di Qing's death, but thousands of miles away, the other party was the emperor and an elder, so it seemed that he could only do so.

Later, if Zhao Guan's family came to the imperial decree, he would obey the order.

If it was a private letter, he would just take a look and burn it in the furnace.

On the question of when to return to Beijing, it gradually became dull and indifferent.

"No rush. The mountains and rivers are changing, and the world is not peaceful. I am willing to serve Yangzhou as an official to comfort the people."

"No hurry. Wherever you are an official, you are loyal to the court."

"Not urgent."

"Not urgent."

This "no rush" dragged on from the third year of Jiayou to the spring of the seventh year of Jiayou, from Yangzhou to Nanjing.

Zhao Zhen did not force him to return to Beijing.

But he can refuse to return to Beijing to take up the post. The three-year salary of Zhizhou is full, and Zhao Zhen wants to promote him to the prefect. Once the order comes, he can only obey the order.

From the magistrate of Yangzhou to the magistrate of Yingtian, one of the four capitals, Fu Jiuqu's official position has become bigger, and there have been more congratulations. After a few more years of experience in the local area, I am afraid that I will be promoted when I return to Beijing...

The husband sang and the wife followed, Xinyi's pharmacy was also moved from Yangzhou to Nanjing, and it was still managed by her husband.

This time they gained experience, and the store quickly got on track.Xin Yi was also in the second year after moving to Nanjing. She had a daughter and had a second child with Brother Nine.

Everything seemed smooth and joyful.

Only Xin Yi knew that the undercurrent in Fu Jiuqu's heart never stopped surging for a day——

At the end of the stay at the pharmacy, the spring rain was still lingering and showed no sign of turning down.Only then did Xin Yi bid farewell to his beloved, and brought Zhou Daozi back to his mansion for the Cold Food Festival.

After getting drunk that year, Zhou Daozi fell ill, and his temperament changed drastically from then on.Xin Yi took care of him for several years, and gradually improved.

He can recognize people, can sit in the hall to see a doctor, and even prescribe medicines, but his character can't be changed, he is smiling all day long, like an innocent old urchin.

Fu Jiuqu asked many times about what happened in Chenzhou that year, but Zhou Daozi didn't know anything about it.

This strange disease came in a strange way. It was not that poisoning was not like a disease. Xin Yikong had medical skills, but he was helpless. There was no other way except patiently accompanying and recuperating.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhou Daozi coughed suddenly, his face flushed red from the choking.

"Water... want water..."

Xin Yi looked back, he was holding an osmanthus cake in his hand, and his beard was covered with crumbs of the cake, apparently choking on something.

"You, eat slowly, and no one will snatch it for you."

"Snatch it." Zhou Daozi glanced at her, his eyes widened, "That girl San Nian really likes sweet-scented osmanthus cake, if I don't finish it, San Nian will snatch it away... "

Xin Yi couldn't laugh or cry, "San Nian is your apprentice, what's wrong with eating some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from you?"

"apprentice……"

"Yeah, don't you like her the most?"

"That's natural. Apprentices are the best." Zhou Daozi pursed his mouth, nodded silently, quickly stuffed half of the cake in his hand into his mouth, put the cake on the plate, and said with a smile:
"Turn back and give it to the disciples to eat."

Xin Yi laughed, "That's right."

"Let her give me a few more needles... Oh, my old bone... I sat in the pharmacy for a long time, it was as stiff as if it was on an iron plate..."

He beat his shoulders and moaned.

Xin Yi and Xing Yuan exchanged glances, smiled and said nothing.

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In the magistrate's house, the place where Xin Yi lives is still called Tianshui Pavilion.

She misses the old love, a name can be used forever, Fu Jiuqu never restrains her, everything in the inner house is arranged by her.

After returning to Tianshui Pavilion, Xiang Ling happily went to the stove and arranged for the vinegar-roasted perch for the evening.

Xianyu hadn't finished school yet, and Xin Yi was about to visit her daughter when Sun Huai came over with a smile on her face.

"Lady, Master Jiu invites you to the study."

Xin Yi was startled, feeling a little uneasy.

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The door of the study room was open, and a slender figure was quietly sitting on the rosewood executive chair behind the desk. After the rain, the light was dim, making his handsome face cold and noble, like a prince who walked out of a history book My son, you are indescribably elegant.

Xin Yi has been looking at this face for ten years, but his heart is still unavoidable.

"Ninth Brother..."

Fu Jiuqu raised his head, revealing a touch of tenderness.

"Eleven is back?"

Xin Yi smiled, and when she approached him, she was hugged and hugged him intimately.Xin Yi pushed him reproachfully, and glanced at Sun Huai, only to see that the guy had backed away and closed the door for his master.

"Pfft!" Xin Yi smiled and pinched his shoulders, "What did you call me to the study in the middle of the day, to declare... obscenity?"

In the past, Fu Jiuqu would have had to catch her and punish her severely.

After listening to it today, he didn't change his face, and raised his hand to remove the paperweight on the table.

"Look at the letter from the official."

Xin Yi looked at him hesitantly, took the letter to read it, and was stunned.

This is a private letter from Zhao Zhen to Fu Jiuqu, which is still an annual inquiry:

"When will Ah Jiu return to Beijing?"

The difference is that in addition to asking about the return date, there is another one.

"I decided on the names for Yi Nian and Er Nian. First Nian likes writing and ink, and it is Yu Wen. Second Nian is obsessed with martial arts, and it is Yu Wu."

Zhao Zhen had three children who died young, named Zhao Fang, Zhao Xin, and Zhao Xi, all of whom were named after the Japanese radical.Although Zhao Zhen bestowed the surname Zhao on Yi Nian and Er Nian, and even used the word "Yu" for Wen Wu brothers, he had no other arrangements, just judging from the name, he had already expressed his intentions.

　The time span of the chapters in the last two days is too large, I am not good at mathematics, and often calculate bugs, hahaha, please catch more bugs.

　　Fu Jiuqu: I'm a bit proficient in arithmetic. As long as I don't get jealous, I'm willing to help.

　　Xianyu: Vinegar-roasted rabbit head, vinegar-roasted chicken, vinegar-roasted fish, all arranged for my dad~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)