The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 175
It turned out to be Ji Sixteen!

Wasn't he poisoned with a strange poison, waiting half-dead for treatment?Feng Xihe stared closely at the man in front of her, and then, she suddenly remembered that Gu Fan said that Gu Shiyin had found another way to save Ji Shiliu, maybe, after that, he recovered.

"Could it be that you are the one who revealed the imperial list?" Afterwards, Feng Xihe asked suddenly.

Ji Shiliu had a cold face, neither admitting nor denying. He stretched his arms, and the first thing he said was: "I want to take a bath."

Feng Xihe: "..."

After Ji Shiliu took a shower, she changed into clean clothes and came down. Seeing Feng Xihe sitting at the table under the posthouse, she walked over and sat down.

Feng Xihe pushed him a bowl of steaming ginger tea, but also remained silent. .

Ji Shiliu glanced at her, and after a long while, he asked, "Why didn't you ask me why I was hunted down?"

Feng Xihe raised his eyelashes slightly, and said with a smile: "You revealed the imperial list, offered a strategy, and won the competition to recruit relatives. You will be Qian Yongchang's son-in-law. Someone went to win you over, but in the end, you beat him to deal with it." So, they had to come after you, didn't they?"

If she guessed correctly, the people who went to lobby Ji Shiliu were probably Gu Jincheng and Yun Changyi's people, and the local officials in Yingzhou area were even more closely related to Gu Jincheng.

Therefore, Ji Shiliu got out of their sight. They worried that Ji Shiliu would be used by others, so they urgently notified the magistrate and arrested him quickly.

Ji Shiliu was taken aback for a moment, feeling that she had guessed everything right, and started to look her squarely.

Then, he was finally willing to speak, "Yes, so, since you have helped me now, I will naturally stay by your side."

Feng Xihe lowered his head mockingly, pressed his fingers on the table, and said with a wry smile: "You are so important to Lord Yu, the road to Weicheng is dangerous this time, and he didn't send anyone to protect you, so you had to hide in the horse Go inside and avoid the pursuers."

"Then when he tried everything to save you back then, wouldn't it be superfluous."

Ji Shiliu's eyes darkened slightly, and he wanted to explain something to her, but he was not good at words, so after thinking for a while, he couldn't say anything.

It was impossible for him to live under Gu Shiyin's wings all his life.

"Ji Shiliu, you should be grateful for the stewed horse meat here, otherwise, you wouldn't even have to hide the horse's belly." After a while, Feng Xihe got up slowly, and said without looking back: "You have to follow We can work together, but I have no obligation to protect you, and I am not responsible for your safety."

At this time, there were a few bright lights in her eyes. If Ji Shiliu couldn't even protect herself, then she didn't need to win him over, let alone let him fight against Gu Jincheng.

Ji Shiliu remained silent, and then, in his own way, he really managed to obtain temporary safety for himself.

When Feng Xihe continued on his way the next day and heard about Ji Shiliu while sitting in the carriage, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

According to Yuanying, Ji Shiliu ran out early in the morning, relying on the fact that she was sent by the imperial court, going door to door begging them for valuable things and taking them as their own, otherwise, they would rob the house.

He not only plundered the people's fat and anointment, but also went to the door of every small official's house and forced them to hand over their family money, which made the people and small officials in Yingzhou miserable and rushed to tell each other.

He is notorious, and his portraits are circulated among the common people. Everyone knows that there is such a person.

The magistrates in Yingzhou were worried about not being able to find him. As a result, although he came to the door himself, he was too famous for them to attack him secretly, so they could only use this excuse to sue him to the court.

However, the Qian family just donated a huge sum of money to the Weicheng Earthquake, and he is Qian Yongchang's future son-in-law, and he also contributed a plan for the disaster relief. The court did not dare to touch him lightly, so he had to turn a blind eye. Advise local officials to be patient first.

In fact, Ji Shiliu quietly returned the property that he looted from the people to them later.And the money and things robbed from the small officials were simply used to fill the disaster relief funds. He praised the small officials, and they didn't have the face to ask for it back, so they could only treat it as a dumb loss.

The corners of Feng Xihe's lips twitched, thinking to himself, Qian Yongchang is not afraid that there will be no successors.

A few days later, the group of them had arrived in Weicheng, and the prefect of Yingzhou asked them to temporarily live in one of his courtyards in Weicheng, and personally led people to greet them at the gate of the city.

The cold wind and drizzle rolled up the snow particles, and it fell in the city that had just experienced a natural disaster.

Weicheng is located in the south, and there is no snow on the ground. Once the snowflakes fall to the ground, they will turn into snow water.

As the carriage drove into the city, Feng Xihe lifted the curtain and looked at the devastated city, feeling deeply moved.

And when she passed a medicine shed, she saw a long queue of common people in front of a booth.

In front of the dark crowd, there seemed to be a woman in a blue jacket sitting in a medicine shed, with her head slightly drooping, feeling people's pulse with one hand, and writing down prescriptions with a slender pen in the other.

The woman was blocked by many people, she couldn't see clearly.

However, when Feng Xihe saw the woman's figure, she felt a sense of déjà vu. She was startled and looked out.

Seeing this, the prefect of Yingzhou in front of the carriage stopped his horse with a smile, leaned over and asked, "Miss Xia, what are you looking at?"

Xia Haiyan noticed her strangeness, so she couldn't help stopping her horse.

Feng Xihe closed his surprised eyes, and pointed to the medicine shed lightly, "What's the situation over there?"

Yingzhou glanced in the direction of her finger, and said thoughtfully, "That's our goddess doctor from Weicheng doing free consultations for the injured people."

"Speaking of which, this goddess doctor is like a living Bodhisattva in the hearts of the people. In the past, she went to treat the poor people every now and then. After the earthquake, she even donated all her belongings. to help the people."

"However, there is an urgent shortage of food and wound-rescue medicines on the market, and the price of a small amount of those medicines is ridiculously high. Even if she prescribes a prescription, there is not enough medicine to cure her. Recently, she is also very anxious."

After Feng Xihe heard this, he couldn't help asking: "I remember that the imperial court escorted a batch of medicinal materials and food earlier, shouldn't those be enough for a few days?"

The prefect of Yingzhou seemed to be in distress, and said embarrassingly: "Miss Xia, you are deep in your boudoir and don't know anything. This earthquake has caused serious damage to Weicheng. You can see it by looking at these collapsed houses. gone."

"Although the imperial court sent a batch of food and medicinal materials before, but there are too many monks and too little porridge. After one day, all of them will be gone."

"Later, it was His Royal Highness the Second Prince who sent people to search everywhere, and then reluctantly sent some over, and endured it hard."

"Second prince?" Feng Xihe sneered, and then she said: "His Royal Highness, the second prince, cares about the people's livelihood and is a blessing to the common people. You don't have to worry, the prefect. The food and medicinal materials that you should have will be ready soon and sent to Weicheng .”

"In two days' time, it will be the Laba Festival. On that day, you can give porridge to the people in the city."

"Really, brother." As she spoke, she smiled innocently at Xia Haiyan.

Xia Haiyan shook his head slightly, then nodded.

When the prefect of Yingzhou heard this, he was overjoyed, and he hurriedly answered, "There are food and medicinal materials, yes, the officials will distribute them properly to ensure that they can be distributed to every commoner."

Xia Haiyan took his expression into his eyes, and a look of displeasure floated between his brows.

Feng Xihe hugged the heater and lightly twisted a corner of the car curtain, his eyes still vaguely resting on the woman surrounded by the crowd.

"How long has this goddess doctor been in Weicheng?" She murmured.

"Less than a year." The prefect of Yingzhou was in high spirits, so he said casually: "Miss Xia, if you feel destined, I will ask Zhuojing to take you to visit her some other day."

Feng Xihe didn't answer, he put down the curtain and retreated into the carriage.

After she disappeared from Xia Haiyan's sight, Xia Haiyan pulled the rein and continued to ride forward.

His hands were stiff, and there was still a nearly withered wintersweet hidden in his sleeve.

The wintersweet branch that he broke off was never sent out.

Although it is a cold season, there are bustling crowds in front of the medicine shed.

Mulan was sweating profusely from work. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and then continued to check the injuries of the people who came forward.

But when Feng Xihe's carriage passed by the medicine shed and poked her head out, she still raised her head and looked over curiously.

However, without seeing clearly, the carriage left.

She frowned slightly, then lowered her head again.She felt that the veiled girl looked very much like an old friend.

In the other courtyard of the prefect of Yingzhou, the rain beat plantains.

Qian Yun took the oiled paper umbrella, Feng Xihe followed Xia Haiyan and Ji Shiliu into the hall, and sat down around a round table.

The prefect of Yingzhou arranged a dinner table for them to catch up with the wind and wash away the dust.

Some people thought that they would see such rich delicacies from mountains and seas as when they were in the posthouse, but when the dishes were served, they were stunned.

On the table, there were only a few vegetarian dishes that looked unappetizing, and a bowl of soup with a few cabbage leaves floating in it.

The prefect of Yingzhou blinked his eyes, went to Xia Haiyan and said mournfully, "Lord Xia, it's not that the officials are not entertaining you well, it's really a special period, the officials have donated all their money, and they are too shy to treat you badly." A few of you distinguished guests."

"It's okay." Xia Haiyan said coldly, and then moved his chopsticks with appetite.

As soon as he moved his chopsticks, other people had to pick up their chopsticks even if they didn't want to eat anymore.

Feng Xihe secretly laughed in his heart, it seems that the prefect of Yingzhou had figured out Xia Haiyan's temperament, so he made such a move in front of Xia Haiyan's eyes.

And the little official he sent to the post house was contributed by him. Without knowing the situation, he ostentatiously entertained them with delicacies from mountains and seas, without even knowing that he was sold.

Feng Xihe's gaze wandered around the hall, and his eyes flickered slightly behind a gouache painting of a mountain spring and stream hanging on the wall, a sika deer drinking water with its head bowed.

After that, she secretly exchanged glances with Ji Shiliu who was at the dinner table. Ji Shiliu turned around, leaned against the table, and sighed, "My lord, did you buy this painting from Luzhai in Jinling City?" ?”

(End of this chapter)