A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 147 Let Him Start a Fire in His Backyard (Part )
There are several Tongpans in Yingtian Prefecture.

Of course, Song Xuan’s main target was Gu Zimo, and he had also investigated his information.

His family consists of five people, including his parents, a wife and a concubine.

Just no children.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Song Xuan gestured to the pretty woman beside him:

"Sister-in-law, if you don't mind, let me take your pulse too."

The young lady looked at her mother-in-law beside her and heard:

"Young Master, you are a kind-hearted doctor. Let him take a look. It won't be a problem."

Song Xuan stretched out his hand.

Mrs. Gu also stretched out her arm.

The two sides connected smoothly and took each other's pulses with their fingers.

The young lady felt the rough palm of the handsome boy in front of her rubbing against her and kept pursing her lips.

He leaned forward, put Da Lei on the table, and subconsciously stood on tiptoe. His big toe trembled slightly and his whole body tensed up.

Mrs. Gu felt that the young man in front of her had such rough palms that he didn't look like a scholar.

It seems like a killer!
Wang Tai and others held their breath, fearing that they would disrupt Song Xuan's judgment.

After all, offspring are such a thing.

In everyone's view, it is of great importance.

"Sister-in-law, relax."

Song Xuan casually patted Madam Gu's arm a few times:

"Don't try to resist me."

Mrs. Gu's face flushed slightly and her arms felt numb.

If Song Xuan wasn't so young, I wouldn't have the nerve to let him touch me for so long.

Mrs. Gu also wanted her daughter-in-law to relax. This was a serious matter.

Don't ignore what others say just because they are young.

"Sister-in-law, come here and open your mouth."

"Ah, stick out your tongue and let me see it."

"I feel the pulse, but there's no sign of pregnancy."

"Has my sister-in-law been nauseous or vomiting recently?"

"Does your menstrual period come on time every month?"

The young lady's cheeks blushed slightly as she answered Song Xuan's questions one by one.

Finally, a few words came out of his lips:

"It's just in time."

Wang Tai and others were all staring at Song Xuan.

After all, they knew that Song Xuan was quite good at studying.

I never thought he could really take people’s pulse!

And the questions asked are so "professional"!
This is awesome.

A good doctor is someone everyone wants to meet.

“Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes four subjects.”

Song Xuan tilted his head to explain to Wang Tai and the other curious heads: "It's called observation, listening, questioning and palpation."

"Oh?"

Wang Tai is completely medically illiterate.

Hearing Song Xuan's words, and considering what he had just said, he nodded repeatedly to show that you are right.

Anyway, he is not panicking, because his brother is saved!

Song Xuan then instructed the young lady in front of him:

"Sister-in-law's body feels fine when touched."

"I think it's just a little bit of internal heat, and the urine is yellow. Don't be too nervous recently, as it will easily wake you up at night, which will cause constipation later."

After Song Xuan finished speaking, Gu's sister-in-law blushed and nodded repeatedly.

But his words made the old woman look a little embarrassed.

Because in the current environment of the Song Dynasty, if a woman cannot have children, she is usually blamed.

But sometimes, it’s not the woman’s fault.

Other people's land is good, I'm afraid your seeds are not good enough.

The old lady of the Gu family saw that her daughter-in-law had not been pregnant, so she took a concubine for her son.

As a result, several months passed and there was no movement in the concubine's belly.

If there is a problem with one piece of land, it is impossible that there are problems with both pieces of land at the same time, right?

So recently the old lady has been worshipping Buddha more often.

Not only did he come by himself, he also brought his daughter-in-law with him, and they prayed to the gods and Buddhas sincerely together.

After a pause, the old lady of the Gu family said:

"Thank you very much, young master. I wonder where you studied. Then my son can thank you in person."

"Ah, old lady, you are too kind. We just met by chance, so why should I express my gratitude specifically?"

"What I just said is just my family's opinion. Besides, my sister-in-law is still young and has plenty of time to have children."

Song Xuan then took his hand away from Gu's sister-in-law's arm and waved his hand quickly:
"Besides, Madam, don't worry too much about what I just said. Why don't you go find Divine Doctor Wang to take a look? Maybe he can find a good prescription. I'm not very good at learning, I usually just read the Spring and Autumn Annals!"

The old lady of the Gu family sighed secretly, she wanted so much to hold her grandson.

How can I not go to see a local miracle doctor?
What Doctor Wang said was not much different from what the young man in front of him said. He just prescribed some tranquilizers.

Mrs. Gu looked at Song Xuan carefully again, trying to remember his appearance well.

In fact, she has not been living a happy life in recent years.

People thought she was an official's wife at such a young age, but she was still pregnant, which made her mother-in-law worry about her all the time.

How could she not be nervous?

Even if she came to worship Buddha every day, what would it matter? Although they spent a lot of time in bed together, her husband did not like this kind of human affairs.

Moreover, the marriage system in the Song Dynasty was monogamy with multiple concubines, which meant that the husband was always the leader and the wife was the follower.

This is also a constraint based on etiquette and law. The husband holds a respected position in the family, while the wife holds a humble position, forming a relationship of respect and hierarchy.

Although the husband is the core of the family, in the family model where the man is the breadwinner and the woman is the homemaker, both parties assume different roles.

The husband studies to take the imperial examinations and becomes an official to support the family, while the wife gives birth to children and raises them.

Mrs. Gu absolutely could not take the initiative to ask Gu Zimo to pay public taxes and do the ethical thing.

This would only work if Gu Zimo took the initiative and Mrs. Gu passively accepted it.

In particular, the wives of the scholar-official group were more likely to be influenced by Confucianism and were mostly unconditionally obedient to their husbands.

Besides, my husband likes girls with smaller breasts.

After all, the scholar-official aesthetic is that of a woman, Xiao Lei, and she was immediately filtered out.

Mrs. Gu naturally could not please Gu Zimo.

The ancients said that there are three types of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no descendants.

The huge rock kept pressing down on her.

As a result, Mrs. Gu could not tell anyone about the pain in her heart.

She looked at the strong young man in front of her standing up and sighed heavily again.

"Madam, we have eaten and drunk enough, so we will go to study. I won't disturb you any more. I'm leaving now."

Song Xuan stood up and saluted the two of them, then went out and ran towards the main hall.

Madam Gu also understood that this kind of thing could not be rushed. She looked at her daughter-in-law beside her and sighed again:

"Why not?"

"Mother." Madam Gu mustered up her courage and whispered:
"It's my husband who doesn't like this." "Is it okay if he doesn't like to do it?"

When this was mentioned, Madam Gu nodded her daughter-in-law's head:
"You two are cowards, each one is more cowardly than the other."

Mrs. Gu thought her daughter-in-law had a big butt and would be easy to give birth to, and she would definitely have enough milk in the future, so she would be able to raise the child smoothly!

But now everything is ready, all that’s missing is the birth of a child.

She has been waiting for several years and there is still no movement. How can she not be anxious!
After the few people left, Wang Tai naturally stopped listening to the good words.

What a Twelve Lang, he is truly amazing.

In the future, he can take over the mantle of Dr. Wang.

Just now, the sister-in-law blushed, and he kept staring at her.

This is the lady's recognition of your medical skills, which touches his heart.

Bao Zheng, who had always had a sullen face, also stepped forward quickly:

"Shi Er Lang, I have been married to my first wife for three years and have no children. Please feel my pulse."

"Brother Bao, don't think too much about it. Madam Ling is weak and sickly, so it will be difficult for her to conceive."

Song Xuan did not stop, but said solemnly:

"If Brother Bao is going to remarry, please let me take your wife's pulse to see how she is doing."

Bao Zheng is the third brother, and he is the child born when his father was old.

Bao Zheng's descendants were really no good; all his sons and grandsons died young.

On his 60th birthday, Bao Zheng lamented that he had no offspring in this life (he adopted his eldest brother's grandson as his heir). Then his family told him that the concubine he had sent away was pregnant. Bao Zheng accepted the pregnancy anyway.

"I went home this time to tell my parents the good news. They did find a match for me. The girl's surname is Dong. She's not very old, only fourteen. We'll get married after I take the imperial examination."

"Forehead."

Only then did Song Xuan stop.

The Song Dynasty had a tradition of lavish marriages, and although women's marriage age would be raised in order to save up for their dowries, it was usually over 19 years old.

But the legal age for marriage is thirteen for girls.

"Brother Bao, listen to my advice. It would be better for you to get married and have children after Miss Dong is eighteen or nineteen years old."

"Why?"

Bao Zheng calculated that after five or six years, he would be thirty years old.

"Although girls can get married after their period at thirteen or fourteen, the average growth spurt of girls in the Song Dynasty—that is, from thirteen or fourteen to eighteen or nineteen—is still in their growth spurt and not suitable for bearing children."

Song Xuan also gave some scientific knowledge to a few classmates:
"If the mother's belly isn't fully developed before she conceives, she'll be prone to premature aging, premature birth, and difficult labor, which can easily result in two deaths, and the child's lifespan won't be very long."

Several people took a breath.

They had never heard of this kind of knowledge.

But Song Xuan's display of skill just now convinced them and forced them to take his words seriously.

"So that's it."

Wang Tai's face turned pale. "No wonder my sister almost died during childbirth. It turns out she was still very young at the time."

The prime minister's daughter naturally didn't need to save money for her dowry, as her family had already prepared it.

Therefore, the age for getting married will not be too old.

"Then I must write a letter immediately. I can't let my sister get married and have children too soon. It would be too scary if she followed my sister's footsteps."

Song Xuan also understood that with the level of medical care in ancient times, it was easy for two lives to be lost.

"Then write faster."

"Good good."

Song Xuan and others entered the hall.

It has to be said that the reason why temples are so popular is that they are rich.

The entire hall appears extremely spacious, and there are golden statues and lamps burning with oil.

There are even more candles next to it.

Wang Tai quickly ran to the table and chairs where the monks were supposed to sit and interpret the divination sticks, and began to write the letter.

Song Xuan picked up a cushion and walked directly to the branch-shaped candle. He sat down and took out the poetry collection of Yang Yi and others and started reading.

When Fan Xiang and others saw that Song Xuan had followed suit, they followed suit and began to read in the light.

The Qinglong Mutual Aid Study Group held its first "team building" event without spending a penny.

……

Gu family.

Gu Zimo has already sent a letter to Brother Dou. Perhaps it will be difficult to find any good hands in the next few days, so he is not in a hurry.

But at the dinner table, the old mother started her routine conversation with her grandson.

I met a young doctor today who is quite capable.

He said that people should have children as soon as possible while they are still young, rather than wait until they are older, as that would make it more difficult.

Although Gu Zimo passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi, he did not like his wife, as she did not conform to the aesthetic standards of their scholar-official circle at all.

However, Gu Zimo was unable to resist due to his parents' orders and the matchmaker's words.

Just make do with it, what else can I do?

Mrs. Gu just picked up some food with no appetite.

She glanced at her husband who was still indifferent to her and had an impatient look on his face.

I feel so wronged!
Over the years, my mother always told me what she wanted to say, but you didn't care.

How can I be the only one responsible for giving birth to a child?
When Mrs. Gu thought of the young man who took her pulse today, she realized that he was tall, spoke politely and gently, and did not look down on women at all.

Those students all followed his lead, so he must be very knowledgeable.

Looking at my husband again, I would be content if he could be half as gentle as him.

It’s a pity that I don’t even know his name.

After finishing his meal, Gu Zimo returned to his study. He didn't have the energy to engage in romantic affairs. All he wanted was to avenge his old mentor.

But Gu Zimo still didn't know how to target Song Xuan and come up with a foolproof plan.

Relying solely on the invisible killer brought in from Tokyo is not safe either.

He sent people to Song Xuan's hometown to investigate. Song Xuan had been fighting in the streets since he was a child and became the leader of the three evils in Lema Town.

That means he has some martial arts skills. In addition, the patrolling constables also found a weapons rack in his house, which means that the guys who followed him are also skilled.

So a brute force attack is not enough, you have to use your wits to defeat them.

Gu Zimo thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought that maybe there was a fire in his backyard.

There are so many lottery tickets and papers stored in the backyard that they will surely burn quickly.

While they were busy putting out the fire, they had no time to take care of it.

Let the killer help put out the fire, and then take advantage of the chaos to kill Song Xuan, thus avenging his old mentor!
Thinking of this, Gu Zimo clapped his hands excitedly.

It is true that there is no place to look for after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

This inspiration flashed by, but fortunately I caught it.

But Gu Zimo still had to think carefully about how to implement the arson plan and make it more natural.

The prosecutor Zhang Kang had his own way of solving cases, and the judge above him was not someone who could be easily fooled.

His mentor warned him, but because he was afraid of Yan Shu, the prefect of Yingtian, he did not dare to restrict Zhang Kang.

This person also needs to be involved.

"Let me think about how to plan it."

Gu Zimo took the brush and wrote and drew on the paper, occasionally letting out a smug laugh.

The night is getting deeper!
With her mother-in-law's advice, Mrs. Gu mustered up her courage and knocked on the study door:

"Husband, it's late, it's time to rest."

Gu Zimo was in high spirits and was displeased by being interrupted, so he said coldly:
"I'm sleeping at Xiaoli's place tonight, so don't worry about it."

The look in Mrs. Gu's eyes immediately dimmed and became misty.

(End of this chapter)