Daming Yinghua

When Liu's mother said this, Zheng Haizhu had already observed and heard the situation in Liu's residence.

The chimney of the neighbor's house is so close, it can be seen that the courtyard is really not big.

The furniture displayed in the house is small in number, and the wood and lacquer surfaces are not glamorous.

The person serving tea and water in front of me is just a little maidservant.

The sound of "Oh, oh" from the woman coaxing the baby was faintly heard from the east chamber, which was quickly overwhelmed by the baby crying with a strong milk voice.

As for Mrs. Liu, who was still like a child, although she was dull when receiving guests, when she heard the baby crying, her face immediately became anxious.

Zheng Haizhu looked at her chest.In early autumn, the clothes were still thin, and there was a small group of wet marks on the white trousers in an instant.

Breastfeeding mothers often secrete milk immediately when they hear their baby cry.

It seems that, unlike Jiangnan Jinshen's family who invited wet nurses, the concubine of the dignified fourth-rank governor had to breastfeed herself, and the person coaxing the baby in the East Wing was probably just another maid of Liu's house.

Zheng Haizhu said in harmony: "Madam and eldest lady hurry up and ask the doctor."

Liu's mother and Liu's wife hurried into the east wing, and the baby probably saw his mother, and the crying stopped quickly.

Not long after, Mother Liu led the doctor back to the narrow hall.

Zheng Haizhu didn't wait for Liu's mother to speak, she got up on her own initiative, gave up the small table and said, "Sir, let's make a prescription here."

The doctor looked to be in his thirties, with a flat face and nose, narrow eyes, not very good-looking, but kind-hearted.

He nodded to Zheng Haizhu, then sat down and wrote a prescription with a pen.

Zheng Haizhu sat on a wooden chair on the east wall, drinking tea.

While the doctor was writing, Mother Liu asked, the old lady was not only literate, but also quite assertive. She asked the doctor several times to confirm whether the compatibility of the medicine was too strong for the child.

The doctor patiently answered them one by one.

When Zheng Haizhu looked from the two of them to the table, his expression froze suddenly.

The doctor's left hand was obviously resting on the table in the most relaxed state, but the arc of the thumb was very awkward.

When ordinary people relax their hands, the thumb joints rarely protrude outward like this.

And that thumb is as thick as a carrot head.

Deja Vu.

She remembered that after the Jurchen spy incident, Han Ximeng told her with remorse: "Azhu, that Jurchen spy, Ah Shan, when he was working on an eight-spindle spinning machine in Chongming, I saw that his left thumb was very strange."

The Jurchens are proficient in arching horses, and the thumbs with the antlers are often in a state of exertion. Over time, even when they are relaxed, they will bend significantly.

Zheng Haizhu took a few more sips of tea, and when the doctor had finished writing and speaking, he interrupted and said, "May I ask, where does the master hang the pot? My family has just arrived in the capital. If there is a headache in the future, I would like to Please see a doctor."

The doctor said politely: "I am sitting in Min'an Hutong."

"Listen to your accent, are you from other provinces like us?"

"I will come to Beijing from Shanxi next year."

The doctor finished prescribing the medicine unhurriedly, stood up, and said goodbye.

Liu's mother ordered her maidservant to provide medical supplies, and ordered to take the prescription to grab the medicine, and then she turned around and sat opposite Zheng Haizhu.

There were no outsiders in the house, Mother Liu said bluntly with a sense of apprehension: "The governor was originally approved by Commander Luo to ask for leave today. I never thought that when the baby was crying the most, he had to go back to duty. Ma'am Since you came from the commander, do you know how the situation is?"

Zheng Haizhu said with relief: "The emperor is on a grand tour. It is not uncommon for the previous dynasty. All civil and military officials will act according to the rules. The Jinyiwei is nothing more than usual. Don't worry, old lady, when I said goodbye to Commander Luo just now, They're in order."

Mother Liu said "Oh".

Zheng Haizhu took out a brocade bag from his sleeve, and calmly released a pair of small gold bracelets and two silver hairpins inlaid with red agate.

When she came to the capital with a temporary modification of her itinerary, Zhu Yipai’s Princess Guo carefully prepared a lot of baby bracelets, women’s hairpins, etc., and said, of course, silver tickets are the currency that men love, but Zheng Haizhu The advantage of being a woman is that, as a woman, she can often deal with the family members of big and small people when she communicates. When she takes out gold and silver jewelry, she is neither shabby nor blunt.

Zheng Haizhu brought some with him today in case of emergencies, and he will use them now.

"Go back to the door for the first time, and buy some items from my jewelry shop. Don't be disgusted by the old lady."

This mother Liu was originally the golden boudoir of a rich family. In the past, the family was in decline, and the patriarch agreed to marry Jin Yiwei as a wife, but she did not lose her lofty and self-loving spirit.After Liu Qiao inherited his father's position in the Jinyiwei Army, Liu's mother often told him not to take the opportunity to extort money or collect money for personal gain when he was on business. Therefore, after Liu Qiao was promoted from chief executive to governor, the Liu family was still frugal.

But for Zheng Haizhu, although Liu's mother put on some airs at the beginning, after a few rounds, she only felt that there was an upright and magnanimous air in the other party's courteousness, and her vigilance gradually faded away, and her heart relaxed.

So she generously held up the bracelet and hairpin, praised it a few times for its exquisite workmanship, and thanked her daughter-in-law and grandson.

Zheng Haizhu further handed over a few words of sincerity: "Today we came here in this way, and the old lady must have thought it strange just now. In fact, I, Mrs. Zheng, don't have any twists and turns, but it's because I not only do business, but also raise soldiers. I always want to make friends and ask for advice."

Mother Liu nodded kindly, and took the initiative to ask Zheng Haizhu about those legendary stories. After listening, there was no longer a polite smile on her face, but a look of fascination that opened her eyes.

Zheng Haizhu didn't intend to be too condescending. At the same time, she wanted to show that she came here deliberately during her busy schedule. She quickly stopped talking and said softly: "This junior has other business, so I have to leave."

Mother Liu came to her senses, got up quickly, and personally sent Zheng's master and servant to the door, saying goodbye politely.

After walking a few steps, Zheng Haizhu said to Hua and Li, "Just now you were waiting in the courtyard, but you didn't see it. That doctor seems to have drawn a bow for many years. Go back and have a look at the Min'an Hutong he mentioned. There is something different in the museum. The neighbors also inquired about it.”

"Yes, ma'am, where shall we go now?"

"Go to General Pony's mansion, I have something to ask him."

……

Before the mule cart turned into Qipan Street where the Ma's house was located, Liu Shimin's servant who was driving the cart yelled at the mule, reined in the mule, turned around and said, "Look, madam, the one who came out of that alley is General Ma."

Zheng Haizhu opened the curtain to take a look, and quickly ordered the coachman to turn around and catch up with the team of knights.

"Xianglin! Xianglin!" Zheng Haizhu leaned out and shouted loudly.

Fortunately, people were coming and going near Qipan Street, so Ma Xianglin and his subordinates could not speed up, and the mule cart quickly approached.

Ma Xianglin heard the shout, quickly reined in his horse, and trotted to Zheng Haizhu's car window.

"I'm going to the posthouse to look for you! I'm in a hurry to get out of Beijing."

Ma Xianglin first blurted out with surprise, but immediately, hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Haizhu asked.

Ma Xianglin knew that this woman was suspicious and good at reading minds, so he tried his best to appear calm.

He jumped off his horse, approached the car window, and looked straight at Zheng Haizhu: "The emperor passed away, and the vassal princes from all over the country are not allowed to enter the capital. I also got an urgent order from the Ministry of War to go back to Shanhaiguan and lead troops to guard in case something happens to the capital. I don't know if I can go back to the capital for a month, and Feng Yi is about to give birth, can you spend more time with her?"

"Ah?" Zheng Haizhu opened his mouth, a little dazed.

When she first heard the news, the first reaction in her mind was whether the strangeness she found in the imperial prison was urgent enough to ask Xianglin carefully at this moment.

However, Ma Xianglin thought that what he said was a little bit like Azhu's old mother, and now she is a strategist, and she has many things to do all day long.

Ma Xianglin simply stopped hiding his sadness, and said solemnly: "It's just in time for autumn, and the horses are fat and strong. If the Jianzhou Tartars and Mongolian Tartars take the opportunity to attack, Ji Liaobao is not allowed to transfer our guest army from Shanhaiguan Ah Zhu, swords and arrows have no eyes, if something happens to me, Feng Yi will be sad if she stays in the capital, please take their mother and son to the south."

"Bah, bah, what are you talking about!" Zheng Haizhu frowned and scolded softly, "General Ma, you almost picked Huang Taiji in Fushun back then, you don't know, storytellers in the suburbs of Beijing don't care Your name is Zhao Zilong from Shanhaiguan. How can something happen to Zhao Zilong, don’t think about it, don’t talk about it.”

In Ma Xianglin's eyes, Qi Ran's helplessness was fleeting, and he grinned unnaturally: "Thank you for your respect, yes, I am Zhao Zilong, and no one wants to make me stumble."

Zheng Haizhu squinted his eyes, and asked the researcher: "Xianglin, are you really going to Shanhaiguan to guard? Or is the Ministry of War actually transferring you to Liaodong? Zhang Zongbing and Mao Shuai have an emergency military situation?"

Ma Xianglin rubbed his nose and said repeatedly: "No, no, I just, cough, Ah Zhu, I never thought that I would be such a mother..."

Zheng Haizhu frowned, and said in relief: "Husband and wife are very affectionate, it's like this, don't be anxious, let's go. I don't have anything else to do right now, so I go to the mansion to talk to Fengyi."

"Okay, thank you, Azhu."

The young general got on his horse.

Zheng Haizhu said to the old friend's back: "Come back and hug your big fat son."

Ma Xianglin turned his head and waved at her.

Seeing the people and horses leave in a hurry, the smile on Zheng Haizhu's face disappeared.

She took out the fine steel chisel that she had been carrying with her all these years, and Mosuo picked up the inscription on the handle.

She once curiously asked Ma Xianglin what this symbol was.

Ma Xianglin told her that it was written by the native people of Shijie, meaning red and red.

Zheng Haizhu was in the imperial prison today, and saw the same symbol engraved on the board where Ma Qiancheng lay down.

But at the same time, there are two other characters, like native people's characters, with twists and turns, not as regular as Chinese characters, and will indeed be lost in the texture of old wood boards.

Only the nick is not shallow.

Luo Yangxing mentioned that the eunuchs used wooden cages and iron nails to torture Ma Qiancheng.

Zheng Haizhu immediately thought, could it be that Ma Qiancheng hid an iron nail?
Then the lettering conveys important messages to the outside world?

Wait for Xianglin to come back from the garrison, and ask him carefully.