Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 558 Lovesickness (1)
It was rare to get to the market, so Mo Yan dragged Fatty around.

Most of the medicines in the medicinal materials market are defective products, and the good ones have already been bought by discerning merchants. They collect them directly from the herbal pickers, eliminating the need for second-hand dealers in the middle. The price is low and the quality is high.

They are all common medicinal materials. Mo Yan looked around and saw that there was no special need, so she turned her head and went to the shop on the side of the street with Fatty.

Back to Yingchuan this time, I thought it was just to give my cousin Mo Yu a child.

Coming and going in a hurry, Mo Yan only brought two or three sets of regular clothes, and the rest of the clothes, jewelry, and Xiaobaozi's clothes were left in Liaocheng.

It took more than ten days to send a woman back to fetch it.

The summer is hot, Mo Yan's clothes are changed every day, and there are small bun diapers, so I have to buy the thin cotton cloth to ensure that it will not hurt the skin.

Grandpa and grandma often do farm work in the village, and the family does not even have a servant, and it is all managed by the uncle and third aunt.

Mo Yan thought again of the two little buns in the lobby brother Mo Qingyun's family, and Mo Qingshuang who was studying in Yingchuan County and came back once a month. During this purchase, he put all the family's useful things in order .

Mo Qingshuang lived in the academy, and was admitted to Tongsheng at a very young age. He worked very hard, plus he was smart and eager to learn, and his husband was very optimistic about him.

Because of this, the third aunt Ma Shi let go and let Mo Qingshuang live in the academy.

Before the holiday, Xiaowa didn't know that her favorite cousin was back.

"Ma'am, when this servant returns to the village, all the villagers come to the house and keep asking this servant about you and the prince."

When going out, Fat Ya was afraid of attracting attention, so she cleverly changed her address.

The distance between Yingchuan and Fuyang County is not too far, and the accents and living habits of the people in the two places are somewhat similar.

Fat Ya was talking to Mo Yan about the trivial matters of the few days when she returned to the village. She used to look down on her village beauty, and almost knelt down to beg her, just to be Mo Yan's maid.

How can Nanping Wangfei's maid be so easy to do?What else can the village flower have besides a decent face?

Fat girl looks stupid, but she is not stupid. The village flower just has the idea of ​​flying on the branch, and wants to make a fool of the King of Nanping.

If the village flower and the prince and princess stand together, they are like the clouds in the sky and the mud in the ground. With such beauty, why do you always dream of the sparrow turning into a phoenix?

"Oh, how do you answer?"

It was almost noon, the sun was dazzling, and Mo Yan took the fat girl to sit on the second floor of a teahouse to have a rest, while the master and servant drank tea and chatted.

It's all because the emperor's uncle used to prostitute himself to show his love, not only in Kyoto, but also in all over Da Viet.

You pass it on to me, I pass it on to you, pass it back and forth, out of the original track.

"The servant girl didn't have a long tongue, so I didn't tell them."

The fat girl is triumphant, the prince and concubine are in a good relationship, and the two of them are getting close together, so they have to send these servants away.

There are many rumors among the people, and the rumors are one-sided. It is rumored that the princess of Nanping is beautiful, has a bodhisattva heart, helps the poor a lot, and even secretly treated the people under her name.

I don't know who passed it on, but it's true.

Mo Yan was afraid that others would be burdened if they knew her identity, so sometimes she would take the initiative to deliver medicine to poor people who could not be cured.

The only big trouble was saving Yu Qian and her daughter who had a cleft lip.

Not only saved a baby, but saved the lives of a whole family, and this did not lead to a tragedy.

Afterwards, the common people discussed a lot, and some people could not agree with Nanping King's handling. The villagers who were dragged to the battlefield were reluctant, and all died in the end.

Of course, there are also people who understand.

Abuse of lynching, at least ten years in prison, death in prison can not make any contribution, but also eat and drink for free, it is better to die on the battlefield honorable and worthy of death.

What kind of cause is planted, what kind of fruit will be reaped. If there is such a result, it can only be said that self-inflicted evil cannot live.

Sitting leisurely in the teahouse until noon, the fat girl checked and made up for the omissions, and the master and servant bought all the things that needed to be purchased and moved them to the carriage.

On the way back, she met a dejected Zhao Hongxiu, which shows that she got nothing for a day.

Zhao Hongxiu's mother was seriously ill, and the medicine used required a thousand-year-old ginseng, and the thousand-year-old ginseng had already matured, how could it be so good!

"Hongxiu, sit in the carriage for a while."

Mo Yan waved and invited Zhao Hongxiu to get on the carriage.She has always admired courageous and filial women.

Zhao Hongxiu didn't hesitate, and got into the carriage. She wanted to wait in Yingchuan for a month.

She has worked so hard all the way to come here, she will not give up easily, that would be tantamount to giving up her mother's life.

"You are at the market, and you will definitely not get any news."

Although the medicinal materials there are complete in variety, they are not of very good quality. Really big merchants have their own channels for supplying medicinal materials.

Thousand-year-old ginseng, as long as it appears, attracts attention immediately. It is something that can save lives.

"However, I'm new to Yingchuan, so I'm not very familiar with it yet."

Zhao Hongxiu pinched the veil, she knew the truth, and spent a lot of money to ask people, but all she got was false news.

For this reason, she can only wait in one place, hoping for a miracle.

"How about this, I'll introduce someone to you, if she is willing to help, it's much better than asking yourself."

Mo Yan thought of Liniang.Liniang and her mother, Lu Shi, hit it off and they became sisters.

Liniang is a person who values ​​love and loyalty. For the marriage contract of the year, she guards the widows and takes care of her in-laws. A woman travels all over the world to do business alone.

She is kind and kind, and has made friends with many people of various religions and nine streams.

Perhaps it was a good decision to find Liniang.

Mo Yan hadn't seen Liniang for a long time, and she missed her a little. She had just arrived in Yingchuan some time ago, and she sent Mo Bing to inquire, and learned that Liniang had traveled far away and hadn't come back yet.

At the entrance of the wide alley, turn in, the first house is Liniang's mansion in Yingchuan.

Many years later, the vermilion iron gate was painted with black paint, and the walls were raised higher. Liniang wanted to live as a widow, and was afraid of being harassed by little thieves.

"Aunt Li has been in the medicinal material business for 20 years, with a wide range of opportunities."

Mo Yan drank too much tea in the tea house, and was thirsty again, she picked up the green apricot in the small box, and frowned sourly.

There are not many fruits in this season, and the green apricots are homegrown, which is the favorite of pregnant women.

Mo Yan felt that there was no taste in his mouth, so he asked Fatty to pick a few. The sour taste stimulated the nerves and reached the bottom of his heart.

"You can't get your hopes up, though."

After a pause, Mo Yan continued.

From that assassination, she saw that Zhao Hongxiu was a sensible person, so she was willing to make a bridge out of it.

Ugly words must be said first, otherwise it would be bad to be blamed.

Of course, Zhao Hongxiu knew Mo Yan's identity and respected him in his heart. Princess Nanping could do this with the utmost benevolence.

(End of this chapter)