Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

Qin Langjun stopped writing when he heard the words.

"What?" He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Liulang went to rob someone?"

The boy nodded yes.

"The street is in chaos." He said, with an indescribably weird expression, trying to hold back while laughing.

"You bastard, I thought he had come up with some solution, but it turned out like this." Qin Langjun shook his head with a serious expression, "It's not good, it's adding fuel to the fire."

After all, look at the boy.

"Has anyone returned to Zhou's house?" He asked, putting down his pen.

"Not yet, it's on the street." The boy said, and finally couldn't help laughing, "The people from the Chen family were chasing after him, so they were stopped by the people from Wucheng Bingmasi."

There were already many pedestrians on Yujie Street, but at this time it was even more crowded, and later people couldn't squeeze in, and they couldn't see that they were in a hurry. The laughter, cursing and noisy noise were really lively.

Heibei couldn't help wiping his sweat, looking at the people and cars in front of him.

"You mean he stole your carriage?" he asked, pointing at Liu Liulang.

The steward and servant of the Chen family looked at each other and nodded heavily.

This is the simplest and best rhetoric.

It's better than saying that someone hijacked his cousin. This kind of absurd and easy to cause difficult to speculate explanation.

"Xiao Zhoulang, stole your carriage?" Bingwei repeated again, with a strange expression on his face.

Liu Liulang has been sitting in the car, even if he is stopped, he has no intention of getting down.

And the car was always quiet, as if no one was there.

"Don't ask what's going on, this is my family's carriage." The steward of the Chen family said, pointing at the emblem on the carriage. "Look, this is my house, my house."

The boys pointed at Saturday Lang.

"He's not mine, he's not mine," they shouted.

The guards looked at me and I looked at you, and smiled wryly.

It's just that the errands in Beijing are not easy to deal with. Any accident will inevitably involve people, large and small.

The carriage of the official secretary's family was stolen by Gui Delang's family, what is this?

"Stealing a car or stealing a person?"

"Is there anyone in the car?"

The shouts of idlers on the street caused a burst of strange laughter.

Yeah, what's there to steal in a wagon.The eyes of the soldiers and guards were also vaguely swept towards the car.

Sure enough, this will cause bad speculation. The people of the Chen family are a little anxious, and this is what they are afraid of!

One hand raised the curtain of the car, which suddenly startled everyone.

Sure enough, Qianqian jade hands.

"Offended." The maid said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen. The carriage will definitely be returned."

Everyone in the Chen family breathed a sigh of relief.

They have been chasing for so long, and they really don't know what to do. It seems that the pursuit is not in vain, at least this lady understands what the lord wants.

Your lord knows that the lady doesn't want to go to Zhou's house, so when the young man from Zhou's family jumped out to grab the car and make trouble, he didn't want to scruple on face.Or they used the excuse that people's housework is not easy for outsiders to manage, but just chased after them.But that's all they can do.

The bloodline is great, and outsiders really can't control it.

"I'm taking my sister home, why don't you use your carriage, so stingy." Liu Lang, who hadn't spoken all this time, also hummed at this time.

Although he knew that there must be an inside story, but as far as the show is concerned, the show can't be sung. The crowd booed and dispersed angrily.

crowd outside.Looking at the dispersed crowd, the two servants turned around happily.

"Lang Jun. Lang Jun, you can go, you can go." They shouted.

The young man on a horse behind him also looked away.

"Sure enough, it's Kyoto." On his face, he still had the surprise of facing the bustling capital city for the first time, "Such a wide street is too crowded to walk."

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and a gust of wind blew up a snow fog.

The young man couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing, and breathed into his hands nearby to keep warm.

"Brother Yuan Chao!"

There was a shout from the street, and the young gentleman immediately looked for the sound, and saw two young people rushing out of the shop beside him, and waved to him happily.

"Ha, you guys are here too." Han Yuanchao laughed, got off his horse, and rushed towards them.

"It's a bit late for you to come. Could it be that you are greedy for gentleness and refuse to go on the road?" The two smiled and patted Han Yuanchao on the shoulder. .”

Han Yuanchao hurriedly expressed his thanks and joined hands with the two of them.

"So, today when you and I are reunited in Beijing, we must have a good drink."

"Okay, there are many famous buildings in Beijing, we can choose at will."

"What was the excitement just now?"

"I don't know, anyway, the excitement has nothing to do with you and me."

The three walked forward talking and laughing, and mixed into the crowd.

Saturday Lang reined in his horse and stopped at the second gate, and there was already a burst of excitement inside the gate.

"Liulang, you brought your sister back?"

"Jiaojiaoer, my son, you are back."

Surrounded by a group of people, the Zhou family and his wife walked quickly, and they were delighted to see the carriage.

"Sister is tired, father and mother, send my sister to rest first, if you have anything to say, I will talk about it later." Liu Liulang said with a sullen face, and strode away with his hands shaken.

From start to finish, the interior of the car was silent.

Zhou's parents looked at each other, Zhou's father coughed lightly, waved his hands, and hurriedly dispersed with the children and servants who were watching the fun, so as not to make this idiot noisy.

"Jiaojiaoer." Mrs. Zhou stepped forward and raised the curtain of the car with one hand, "What's the matter, let's talk about it after getting out of the car, okay?"

The curtain of the car was opened, and the first thing I saw was a maidservant sitting upright, and then a figure lying sideways in the carriage.

Mrs. Zhou gasped in fright.

"Jiao Niang!" She cried out, nothing will happen, right?

"Hush." ​​The maid hissed at her, with a bit of displeasure, "My wife is sleeping, don't wake her up."

go to bed?

Can fall asleep in the carriage?

Dressed up?

"You can't sleep in the carriage, let's get down and sleep." Mrs. Zhou said.

"It's okay, my wife is not in good health, and she needs to sleep for a while every day. She can fall asleep anywhere, and it won't take long. If she falls asleep and wakes her up, she will feel very uncomfortable." The maid said in a low voice, and moved away Yi, "Ma'am, let's talk about it after the lady wakes up, it won't be long."

so?real or fake?

But I heard from the servants and girls who came back.This lady must take a nap during the day.

The scene froze for a while, and the snow fluttered against the car and made a rustling sound.

After only standing for a moment, Mrs. Zhou felt her feet were a little stiff.

"It's too cold here, let's wake up and go to sleep." She said again.

"It's okay, I'm ready." The maid said in a low voice, pointing to the heater in the car.He pointed to the big cloak covering Cheng Jiaoniang's body, and her own feet were also under the cloak.

What Madam Zhou wanted to say, the maid hissed at her again.

"It's windy, let's put down the curtain first." She said, and put down the curtain.

Mrs. Zhou stood outside and could only swallow what she wanted to say.

"Ma'am?" the servant woman holding an umbrella asked in a low voice.

Shall we go or stay here with me?She asked with her eyes.

Mrs. Zhou glared at her, a winkless fool.Walk?Leave a group of servants with you?Isn't she going to be stabbed in the back as an aunt!

But if you wait...

Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but paced a few times.

"Go get the footstove," she whispered.

Fortunately, the maid didn't lie, and didn't wait for the maid to bring the hand stove and foot stove over.Cheng Jiaoniang woke up.

Before the maidservant could speak, Mrs. Zhou hurriedly opened the curtain.

"Jiaojiao," she shouted, tears streaming down her face.

"Where is this?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked, taking over the hot water from the maid.

The car was really well-equipped, Madam Zhou felt that her hands and feet were getting colder and colder.

"It's home, dear boy. It's cold in the car, come down and talk in our room," she said.

"In the car. It's not cold." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looked around her, and took a sip of hot water.

But I am cold.

Mrs. Zhou stomped her feet. This child came from a fool. It's a little unclear how to speak obediently.

This is not a matter of discussing whether it is cold or not.

"Okay, Jiaojiao, you're home, let's go inside quickly, it's snowing so hard." She said, waving her hands to urge the servants to bring up the soft sedan chair.

The maid who fetched the hand stove and the foot stove came, and so did the soft sedan chair. After Mrs. Zhou talked about it, Cheng Jiaoniang finally got out of the car.

There was no crying or fussing, and the expression under the hood didn't change at all, as if she was going to come here by herself, rather than being forced to come halfway.

This made Mrs. Zhou who had prepared a lot of words suddenly not know what to say.

"Jiaojiao, let's go into the room first, let's talk in the room if we have anything to say." She said, ignoring her own warmth and stuffed the hand stove and foot stove onto the soft sedan chair, and then she was surrounded by servants and walked towards the yard.

"Jiaojiaoer, these are all arranged according to your habit in Chen's house, do you like it?" Mrs. Zhou led her up the steps and pointed to her, "This is the closest to my yard, what's the matter?" It's all convenient."

Just about to enter the house, two servants came in from outside the door.

"Ma'am, my lord invites you to come over," they said.

Mrs. Zhou smiled and patted Cheng Jiaoniang's hand.

"At home, feel free, don't be restrained, I'll go see what your uncle is going to do, and we'll all come to see you later." She said, and walked away with the maid.

From the beginning to the end, Cheng Jiaoniang's master and servant did not speak.

The remaining maid hurriedly knelt in the corridor and opened the door.

Standing on the porch, you can feel the fumes from the heating inside the door.

"My lady, please come in." They said respectfully.

Just as Cheng Jiaoniang was about to take a step, she heard footsteps behind her and the maid's exclamation.

"Sixth son! What are you doing?"

Cheng Jiaoniang and the maid turned around, and the maid was the first to yell, covering her face with her hands.

In the yard, Liu Liulang came striding forward, with his upper body naked and the thorns on his back, he stood still in the snow like that, turned around, and faced Cheng Jiaoniang with his strong back and the thorns.

"Liulang made three mistakes. He came here to plead guilty to the lady." He said, stretching out his hands and cupping his fists, and knelt down on one knee. .”

In the snow, the boy's naked upper body was already covered with a layer of snow, and the snowflakes falling on it melted more and more slowly.

The maids around covered their mouths with their hands and trembled, trying to persuade them but dared not.

Cheng Jiaoniang turned around, her gaze swept across the young man's back without any shy avoidance.

"You pushed your mother away just to show me this." She said slowly.

Saturday Lang turned his back to him.

This lady is really not a fool, she can see that her mother was sent away on purpose.

"I..." He gritted his teeth and turned around, pulled out a thorny twig and laid it in front of him, facing the woman in the corridor.

This was actually the second time he saw Cheng Jiaoniang, he thought he could not remember the description of this woman clearly, but he didn't expect to see her at this time, as if he was familiar with it often.

In the hallway, a woman wearing a cloak and having taken off her hood, under her neat hair curtain, stared at him blankly, to be more precise, at his naked chest.

I don't know if it was the cold or something else, but Liu Lang's bare skin began to turn red.

Liu Liulang has never seen a woman who can look at a man with this kind of gaze, and she is a man with a naked upper body, instead of covering her eyes with her hand like the maidservant at the side.

Cheng Jiaoniang slowly set her gaze on his face.

"You..." She took Liu Lang's words, stretched out her hand from the cloak and pointed at him with a finger, "Take off naked, it doesn't look good."

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