Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

The room was silent again.

The autumn wind came through the doors and windows of the hall, bringing the flute sound from nowhere.

The melodious and somewhat mournful expression is not caused by emotion, but probably because the novice is not familiar with it.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

"Eighteen Niang, what are you doing?"

In the small flower hall of the Chen family, the little lady who had her flute robbed said displeasedly.

"Stop blowing it here, go somewhere else." Chen Shibaniang said, thinking for a while, "Stop blowing it anywhere, and blow it another day."

"Why? I'm like this every day. What's the matter today?" The little lady frowned and said, looking at Shibaniang again, "Hey, why haven't you gone out to find your pretty lady to read and write these days?"

Chen Shibaniang turned around and raised her foot.

"My grandfather asked me to help him copy scriptures at home," she said.

"Give me the flute." The little lady said after her.

The two left one after another.

In the study, Chen Shao put down the tea bowl.

"Miss Cheng, I know that you are a sensible person." He said, "You also know that this matter is not about love, but about the inevitability of legal principles."

"In addition to legal principles, there is forgiveness." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Forgiveness is for the rest of the matter." Chen Shao said kindly, "Punishment should be punished, and you will not be implicated. You can rest assured about this."

"My lord, I think you guys pushed this matter too fast, and it shouldn't have been sentenced to death." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Chen Shao's brows twitched slightly, and he was too anxious. He seemed to have heard these four words before, but he didn't like to hear them.

What is urgent?What is forced?How can we turn a blind eye to the major affairs of the country and ignore them.

"Pressed too quickly? This generation is greedy for self-interest. Shaken the foundation of the country, caused the defeat of the Northwest Army, and displaced the people, but who forced them to be too hasty?" He raised his eyebrows and shouted, "How can such a thief be forgiving!"

The lingering sound dissipated, and the study fell into silence again.

"Jiao Niang, this matter is a major political matter, so don't ask me any more." Chen Shao said.His face couldn't hide a bit of impatience, "You did your best. This matter was originally because they were guilty first and then concealed it. It has nothing to do with you. It should be today. They asked for it."

He respected her as his father's savior, if it was any other child of his age who made irresponsible remarks about government affairs, he would have kicked her out long ago.

Cheng Jiaoniang bowed her head and saluted.

"So, goodbye," she said.

Chen Shao didn't hold back, and didn't speak any more.Watching the lady get up, flick her dress and walk out again.

She stopped again at the door.

"Also." She turned around and said, "Master Chen, I received money for my treatment, and your family doesn't owe me anything."

Chen Shao was slightly taken aback, and then shook his head again.

Is this a prank?

But this matter, not to mention disappointing the little lady, even if it endangers his own body, he will never give in half a step.

So what if you don't care about the face of the emperor?So what about offending the interests of the royal relatives, relatives and nobles?

I have no time to seek life for the country, and I have received the special grace of the emperor's knowledge.You must do your best to repay it.

Chen Shao took the scrolls of several cases and looked down.

Watching the woman walk out along the road with a maidservant.A little girl withdrew her head from the wall, turned and ran towards the inner courtyard.

Under Mrs. Chen's porch, several granddaughters were laughing and teasing the birds. The little girl ran in and whispered something in Chen Shibaniang's ear. Chen Shibaniang's face changed slightly, and she turned to go to the hall.

"What happened to Eighteenth Mother?"

"Who knows, it's been weird these days, and just robbed my flute."

The other sisters whispered.

"Grandfather, what happened?"

Chen Shibaniang asked anxiously in the hall.

"Is it because father and Mrs. Cheng disagree politically?"

Old Mrs. Chen laughed.

"Ms. Cheng is not in politics, and her uncle is a military commander. Where does your father have political views?" He said, pondering for a while, "It should be said that your father's political views are not in line with what she wants."

"Will Mrs. Cheng be like Third Sister and have no contact with us?" Chen Shibaniang asked.

The three daughters of Chen Shao married into the family of a colleague of the same family. A few years ago, because of a dispute between the two families, the husband's family ordered the three daughters not to have any contact with their natal family. come again.

Speaking of this granddaughter, Mrs. Chen couldn't help but sigh softly.

"No." He shook his head and said, "This matter is not your father's fault. She encountered difficulties, and the cause was not your father. She couldn't get what she asked for, and she couldn't blame your father."

"However, there are some things that you can help if you don't, and you will be considered an enemy." Chen Shibaniang said.

"Ms. Cheng is not that kind of person." Old Mrs. Chen said, and smiled again, "If so, then it's just right to have no further contact."

Chen Shibaniang sighed softly.

"Grandfather, I understand the truth, but I still feel a little sad." She said.

"It's just that courtesy comes from emotion, that's why we are human." Old Master Chen said with a smile, "There is no way, life is like this, sorrow, joy and sorrow are not something you can just let go of."

"It would be great if everything remained the same," Chen Shibaniang said.

Old Mrs. Chen laughed.

"The dead are like husbands, and they will not give up day and night. This is really something that the master feels helpless." He said. 【Note 1】

The carriage passed by on the street, and Cheng Jiaoniang unfolded a piece of paper in the carriage, and the handwriting on it was free and easy.

"My knowledge is limited, it's easy to listen to gossip, but there's not much that can help my lady."

The young man in front of him stretched out his hand to stroke his sleeve, his expression was as clear as his voice.

"After learning about the matter, the time is short. It is a major political event that involves Congguang. It is impossible for me to wait for Huangkou children to speak nonsense, and it is impossible to ask my father for help. My father cannot listen to me, and the court cannot listen to my father. Please give me a pen and paper, my lady, all I can do is to get the names and official positions of the two parties in front of the palace at that time, as well as their respective relationships with the public."

"These people have nothing to ask for. It is nothing more than a thorough investigation of military affairs in the Northwest. The purpose is to completely replace important military officials in the Northwest from top to bottom. The desertion incident is an excellent excuse."

"Your Majesty is a little uncertain."

"Taking advantage of the defeat in the Northwest and Wang Butang being punished, His Majesty's anger still persists, so Master Chen and the others are unwilling to miss this opportunity."

"But Gao Tongshi and others naturally refused. Wang Butang fell, but the foundation is still there. As long as the foundation is there, it is easy to raise another Wang Butang. If the roots are uprooted, this is undoubtedly murdering parents. No wonder they want to be popular. Blind."

"So up to now, one side wants to kill the deserter and let the matter be over, while the other side doesn't care about the deserter, whether he kills or not, he has to investigate. At this time, Master Chen will never speak for these deserters, let alone Not to mention saving their lives, it is undoubtedly giving the other party a handle to attack themselves."

Qin Shisanlang put down his pen and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.

"The last time Xiaoli Liu was plotting and plotting, we naturally plotted against each other, but this time, regardless of the selfishness of the two parties, it is clearly a battle of law and morality, and Thirteen is a disabled person first. , although it’s better now, but after all, I’m too young to do anything, it’s no wonder Liu Liulang didn’t talk to me about it, it’s really impossible to talk about it.”

The carriage stopped abruptly, Cheng Jiaoniang's figure flickered, and she looked away, the voices of people on the street outside were a bit more noisy than before.

"We are about to arrive at the Zhang family." The maid said in a low voice.

The Zhang family is located in a back alley in a busy city. The busy city here is not the kind of gorgeous restaurants and shops where the Immortal House is located, but a busy city where poor people come and go. There are no walking shops, only baskets selling, and there are ragged coolies and makeup powder between them. A flamboyant private whore.

Cheng Jiaoniang rolled up the paper in her hand and threw it to the maid.

The maid reached out to catch it, took out the fire folder she had with her, pulled the small incense burner in the car, and shook it lightly, the fire folder immediately ignited sparks, and when the car stopped, there was only a pile of incense in the small incense burner. ash.

The door of Zhang's house was easily knocked open. Seeing the maidservant, the old servant's expression was a bit strange, but the maidservant who was worried about something in her heart didn't pay attention.

"Is the master there?" she asked hastily, as she was about to step in.

The old servant blocked the door.

"Suxin...oh no, Banqin." He said with some difficulty, "Master is not here."

The maid was taken aback.

"I met the master yesterday and said that we are coming today." She couldn't help but say.

The old servant coughed lightly.

Is this accusing the master of reneging on his word and gaining weight?

"The master has gone to the academy." He said, "Or come back tomorrow?"

"I might not be able to see you tomorrow." The maid said, biting her lower lip.

This is really blunt.

The old servant sighed and glanced at the carriage beside him.

"Su Xin." He said in a low voice, "Did you get into some serious trouble?"

"No big trouble!" The maid said angrily, and turned around, "I'm leaving."

The old servant heyed a few times, but in the end he didn't stay any longer and watched the maid walk away.

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Note 1: "The Analects of Confucius.Zihan

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