Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

In the capital, because of the cool weather, the chrysanthemums are more blooming than those in the south of the Yangtze River.

Zhou Liulang's yard is full of chrysanthemums of all kinds and sizes, and the girls surround them to enjoy them, and the singing and swallows are pleasant.

"Fold two more." Qin Langjun said, holding a pounding pot in his hand, and was pounding with a pestle in the other hand.

In response, the two girls ran over to fold two chrysanthemums and brought them back.

Huasi was mercilessly pulled down and smashed.

"Sangzi, you would do such a destructive thing, no one will believe you if you say it." Liu Liulang smiled while leaning on his knees in the porch.

"This is making tea. It's more attractive when it's done. Wouldn't it be more beautiful?" Qin Langjun said.

"It's always a good job to tinker with these things." Liu Liulang said.

A girl came quickly behind her, knelt down on the porch, and pushed over two bowls of tea.

"My lord, sir, please have some tea." She bowed her head and said.

Saturday Lang reached out to pick it up and drank it down.

But Qin Langjun didn't pick it up, and still smashed flowers.

"I don't want this tea, it's unpalatable," he said, "I'm going to try to make it myself."

Saturday Lang smiled and said nothing, but the girl raised her head in surprise.

"Lang-jun also thinks this fried tea is not delicious?" She asked.

Qin Langjun's hand stopped.

"Also?" he asked, looking at the girl.

"Banqin, do you also think this tea is unpalatable?" Liu Liulang asked.

Banqin lowered her head.

"Yes, the servant is superficial." She said with a bit of anxiety.

Qin Langjun smiled and waved his hands.

"It's not shallow, it's not superficial, it's rare to meet someone as sensible as you, very good." He laughed.

Zhou Liu curled his lips, and took the tea for Qin Langjun, and ate it with his head up.

Banqin was a little less nervous in Qin Langjun's laughter. After Qin Langjun saw her, his scrutinizing eyes always made her feel uneasy. At this moment, he saw that his expression was much better.

"Then how do you think tea should be delicious?" Qin Langjun asked with a smile.

Banqin was at a loss, a servant woman came over and interrupted their conversation.

"Sixth Young Master." She said salutingly.

Seeing this woman, Banqin lost her composure and sat up straight in surprise.

"Did you reply?" Saturday Lang asked casually.

"Yes." The woman replied.

"Not yet clear?" Saturday Lang asked.

"Yes, the shop was originally divided into two, and the farm was all ours. Mrs. Cheng agreed, but Second Master Cheng disagreed, saying that Miss Jiao will depend on the farm for food and clothing in the future, and now it is divided again." said the man.

Saturday Lang sneered.

"After eating for so many years, I'm sure I'd be reluctant to spit it out." He said disdainfully, "Then divide it up slowly. It's not that easy to take advantage of my family."

The woman answered yes.

"That's exactly what Master and Madam ordered, and I'm going there again right away." She said, and hesitated for a while, "Also, that child has been sent to the Taoist temple."

"What? Lady?" Banqin lost her composure and shouted, tears filled her eyes, she knelt and took a few steps forward, "Miss was sent to the Taoist temple?"

Saturday Lang looked at her with some dissatisfaction.

"What's all the fuss about?" he asked displeased.

Banqin lowered her head and suppressed her tears.

"The Cheng family's children are naturally in charge, and don't care about our business." Liu Liulang said, waving his hands.

"Yes, the master also said so." The woman said with a smile.

Banqin wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak behind Liu Langjun, while Qin Langjun kept messing around quietly, as if he didn't hear their conversation.

"One more thing." The woman was about to turn around, stopped again, and took out a notebook, "Banqin, the person from over there brought it over and said it was for you."

Banqin said ah, got up and took it down without even putting on her shoes. When she saw it, she trembled and couldn't help but shed tears.

Everyone looked at her strangely, and even the troublemaker Qin Lang looked up.

"Miss... madam..." Banqin choked up and knelt on the ground clutching her notebook and couldn't control herself.

"That fool gave it?" Liu Liulang asked, "What is it?"

"It's the book that the servants wrote down about their journey with the lady." Banqin cried.

Zhou Liulang said oh and ignored it, but Qin Langjun was thoughtful.

"Miss, can you tell me something?" Banqin cried and raised her head to ask the maid.

Qin Langjun frowned, and glanced at the half-hearted girl.

The woman shook her head.

"Go down." Said Saturday Lang.

The servant woman turned around in response, walked a few steps and then stopped, as if she hesitated to speak.

"One thing..." She turned around and hesitated.

"Say." Saturday Lang said.

"The new girl beside the lady is also called Banqin." The woman said.

Banqin raised her head in astonishment, with tears running down her face, she was stunned for a moment and lay down on the ground, crying loudly.

Lady, after all, she remembers this name, she must be thinking of herself in her heart!

Liu Liulang drove them all down, and his ears became clearer.

"I'm most annoyed by these women crying." He said, and looked at Mr. Qin Lang here, not messing around, thoughtful, "Did you get distracted by crying?"

Qin Langjun came back to his senses and smiled, and put down the medicine pestle in his hand.

"Liu Lang." He said, "You were at Zhou's house, you met your idiot sister before you met this girl, right?"

"No, I saw what she was doing." Liu Liulang said, and sat up straight with his long sleeves flung, "As soon as I entered the door, I saw this girl perform a good show, and it was really fun to be stunned by what the Cheng family said. What's even better is that she actually knew my reason for coming, and urged that idiot to blackmail the Cheng family."

He laughed out loud when he said this, feeling very comfortable.

"Otherwise, I'd have to stay at Zhou's house for one more day to waste time. It's really happy and smooth." He said.

"Did you see that fool?" Qin Langjun asked, frowning.

"What? What's wrong?" Saturday Lang asked.

"I feel something is wrong, but I can't say it." Qin Langjun said, sitting leaning and looking at the chrysanthemums all over the courtyard, "The notebook brought over to this Banqin over there..."

Liu Liulang waited for half a day, and couldn't help being excited when he heard this sentence.

"It's hers. It's normal for the Cheng family not to throw it back," he said.

"Yeah, I gave the new girl a name, and it's still called this name." Qin Langjun said.

"The people from the Cheng family are just trying to coax that idiot out of trouble." Liu Liulang said, "You're just thinking about these sesame and mung beans, it's really boring."

Qin Langjun smiled and didn't care.

"If it's really the unintentional act of the Cheng family." He said, "If it's what that idiot meant, then..."

"Fool? How about that?" Saturday Lang asked.

"Then this idiot is really a petty and vengeful person." Qin Langjun said slowly stroking his hands.

Saturday Lang looked at him for a moment, raised his head and laughed.

"Then maybe this fool taught that girl what she said and did in front of the Cheng family." He smiled and said solemnly.

Qin Langjun nodded.

"Maybe." He looked at Saturday Lang and said.

Saturday Lang slapped his knees again and laughed.

"Sangzi, maybe I'm a fool!" He laughed loudly.

The courtyard of the Zhou family was several deep, and the laughter could not be heard outside the door.

The boy outside the door was sweeping the street, when a group of carriages came in a hurry, seeing the headed guard clearing the way, relying on his majesty, the boy of the Zhou family knew that this was an official family, and he was not a low-ranking official family, so he hurriedly let him go. opened.

"who is this?"

Everyone discussed with each other, the most well-informed thing in the capital is the news, and soon everyone knew.

Chen Shao, the new minister of officials.

This young child prodigy, adult and Jinshi, a well-known scholar in the south of the Yangtze River who has served in the cabinet and localities for many years, finally re-entered the official position in the expectation of the emperor after three years of mourning for his mother, and was directly appointed as the head of the six ministries, in charge of officials The Minister of the Ministry of officials who was promoted, appointed and dismissed.

Mr. Chen Xianggong has been away from Beijing for three years. Although the former house was guarded, it still looks a little dilapidated. Of course, those who want to repair the house in advance can almost line up from the house to the city gate, but Chen Xianggong, who has always been upright and honest Naturally not.

There were no people on the street to greet him, a simple carriage and a few accompanying old servants sent away the government servants, and Chen Xianggong's front door was as inconspicuous as a small door.

"Father." Chen Xianggong, who is about 45 years old, personally helped an old man out of the car.

"Daddy." A girl came out from behind the old man, and shouted with a smile, "Tan Niang is going to play in the street!"

With a smile, Chen Xianggong took the girl down and handed it to the servant woman, and then supported the father himself.

The old man's face is a little haggard, which shows that the journey is really too much to bear.

He walked up the steps slowly, stopped suddenly, and his body froze.

"Father?" Chen Xianggong asked worriedly.

The old man stood still for a moment and relaxed.

"This waist hurts a bit, it will be fine if you move around." He said.

"It's not filial to make my father tired from running around." Chen Xianggong said with a shame on his face.

The old man didn't speak, and rubbed heavily behind his back with one hand.

The recent bouts of numbness have become more and more frequent. It must be because of the long time in the car. I finally got home and had a good rest. I don’t dare to do anything to this old bone. Three years of filial piety for my mother has already delayed my son’s future. If you Another accident, the son's further hope in this life will be completely gone.

Old man, your illness must be cured as soon as possible.

A voice seemed to flash past my ear.

The legs that made the old man stop slightly.

"Father?" Chen Xianggong asked worriedly, "Why don't you ask a doctor to come and have a look."

The old man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and stepped into the door.

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