Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

In the early morning at the end of February, the weather was still cloudy and cold.

When the fog hadn't cleared, there was a lot of shouting in the Zhou family's martial arts arena.

All the men in the Zhou family are practicing martial arts and archery. This is the tradition of the Zhou family and all the generals. They work hard every day, regardless of the weather.

Mr. Zhou, who is nearly young and knows his destiny, only wears a short shirt and dances with a long spear in his hand. On the opposite side, Liu Lang has his upper body naked, dodging stabbing with a silver gun in his hand, without fear.

The brothers of different ages are also fighting against each other. In the early spring weather, the men with their upper body naked are all sweating.

With a shout, the spear in Liu Lang's hand flew out, and he stepped back a few steps with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Liulang, you're still young after all." Master Zhou laughed, and put the spear in his hand on the ground, "But it's not bad. When I was your age, I would always be picked up by your grandfather and fall down."

Accompanied by the end of the father and son, the other brothers also decided the winner, and after a few more rounds of bow and arrow, the morning exercise was over.

The maids and servants who were waiting outside the school grounds rushed forward to wait for their master to wipe the clothes.

Du Liulang threw the stone chain a few more times before coming over.

After the men's morning exercises, it was time for Zhou's family to have breakfast. After that, Master Zhou and his second son, who had an official position, went to the yamen to do some work, while the other children dispersed.

"Liulang, why don't you accompany us to Puxiu Temple today." Several sisters called Liu Lang and said.

"No." Liu Liulang replied bluntly, "Going to that kind of place is the most annoying."

"That's not it," one of the sisters snorted. "If that fool tells you to go, you must go."

"Actually, the sixth brother didn't accompany her, but watched her, afraid that she would run away." Another sister said with a smile.

"She can run? Lai stays at home and refuses to leave..."

The sisters were laughing and joking, and suddenly interrupted on a busy schedule.

"Shh, shhh, stop talking, the lady of the Chen family is here," said one.

Everyone stopped and watched the servant woman leading a woman towards him.

The sisters stopped, and Liu Lang, who was walking in front, turned around and avoided.

The lady of the Chen family followed the servant girl.The sisters here didn't say hello, and she wouldn't come to see her there. Both parties saw it but didn't seem to see it.

The young lady of Wenchen's family had little contact with the general's family, and the sisters of the Zhou family didn't want to get acquainted politely.

"I don't know what Miss Chen can tell her." A sister muttered.

"Maybe, don't talk at all." The other laughed.

Chen Shibaniang entered the courtyard gate, and the servant woman gave a notice and then retreated.She didn't wait for anyone to greet her, she went up the steps by herself, and stood directly in front of the door of the side room next to her, and the two little maidservants hurriedly stretched out their hands to open the door.

The side room is a study room with a simple layout, and there are two charcoal burning Wangwang, which dispels the cold air of early spring.

There are two cases on the left and right in the room.There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone next to each other, but nothing else.

Chen Shibaniang took off her gown.Clog shoes, step in, sit down on your knees in front of the table on your left, take a piece of paper and spread it on the table, press it with a paperweight, then slowly grind ink sideways.

After she finished grinding the ink, there were footsteps outside the door.The door was opened again, and a foot in a sock stepped in first.Then the whole person walks in.

They didn't speak or greet each other, just simply nodded to each other as greetings, Cheng Jiaoniang sat down on the other side, and when she finished the ink and picked up the pen, Chen Shibaniang had already written a word.

Cheng Jiaoniang picked up the pen, Chen Shibaniang put down the pen in her hand, turned around and watched her every move carefully, holding the pen and moving it.

After the five characters, Cheng Jiaoniang handed the paper to Chen Shibaniang, who took it and put it on the table for copying.

Cheng Jiaoniang practiced calligraphy by herself, and turned to look at Chen Shibaniang after a while.

"The arms are too high."

Occasionally she would say a word or two, pointing out Chen Shibaniang's posture or brushwork.

An hour later, the maid will bring in a bowl of water and a bowl of tea outside the door, which means that today's calligraphy practice is over.

After Chen Shibaniang finished drinking a cup of tea, she looked at Cheng Jiaoniang beside her.

"Lady, don't you like tea?" She couldn't help asking.

Since we met, every time we meet, this woman always drinks water, never tea.

"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said, putting down the water glass, "The tea here is not to my taste."

Chen Shibaniang was slightly puzzled, and looked down at her tea bowl.

The Zhou family is rich, and they buy tea cakes from the monks of Puxiu Temple, which is very famous in the capital. The craftsmanship of the sencha is average, but its taste is very positive.

Not to your taste?

Is it because of North-South differences?

"My family still has tea from Fuzhou, Hangzhou and other places in the south, and I'll have someone bring it to my wife," she said.

"Thank you Mrs. Chen." The servant girl smiled, "My wife doesn't drink tea at home, she doesn't like the current tea."

Don't like today's tea?Like the old one?or later?

Chen Shibaniang was a little confused, picked up the bowl and finished the rest of the tea, put down the tea bowl to thank her, got up and said goodbye, it was time for Cheng Jiaoniang to take a nap.

Hearing the maid's report that Cheng Jiaoniang's maid wanted to drive out again, Mrs. Zhou snorted coldly.

"Running out all day long is really embarrassing to my daughter's family." She said, stretching out her hand to press the jumping sun, as long as she heard this name, she felt uncomfortable in her throat, and the cough that was so hard to suppress was about to turn up "If she really likes to live outside, why not send her to a house outside as well, so that everyone will not carry the dead to our house, which is no bad luck."

Speaking of this, she suddenly sat up when she thought of something.

"Didn't the Chen family give her a house?" she said.

Master Zhou frowned and put down the tea bowl.

"Where did they want to live at the beginning, we didn't let them, how can we drive them out now?" He said, "Go out if you want to go out, what's the big deal."

"How can we do that? People don't care who she is, they will only say that our Zhou family's daughter is incapable of teaching and hurting our family's daughters." Mrs. Zhou raised her eyebrows and said, "Our daughter still has to marry. "

"Then it's not good to be driven out." Master Zhou said.

"Why doesn't it look good? It's not like we don't care about it. Men, women and maids call seventeen or eight to follow, and they are not far away. If you say it, go there," Mrs. Zhou said, "The location of the house is good, the scenery is good, where to go? It's convenient, rare and comfortable without being noisy..."

"Wait a minute." Master Zhou interrupted her and asked, "Is she moving, or are we moving?"

Madam Zhou glared at him.

"We'll raise her for the rest of my life, so what's hers is ours?" She said angrily.

"I see, I'll think about it again." Master Zhou said.

"Where did they go this time?" Mrs. Zhou stopped asking, and turned her head to ask the maid, "Did Liu Lang follow?"

"Only that girl has gone out." The maid replied.

"A country girl ran around and didn't know what she could get out of. She was abducted carefully." Mrs. Zhou snorted.

It's better to be abducted, this is what she thinks, this girl is really annoying.

The maid let the car stop outside the Puxiu Temple, and she entered the temple gate, walked through the bustling crowd and came out from the back door, stood in front of a house familiar with the way, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, and an old man poked his head out, squinting his eyes and saying the usual routines that he was obviously used to.

"The official's famous post, please ask the villain to accept it for you. My master is closing the door to thank the guests. Please come back in a few days." Big eyes, "Su Xin!"

"Uncle Cai." The maid shouted angrily.

The old concierge opened the door with a bang, and looked at her in disbelief, with an excited expression.

Maids are things, and it is very common to exchange gifts at will, but they have feelings after getting along for a long time. No one dares to criticize the master's decision, but the servants will inevitably say something sometimes, I don't know if this Su Xin was sent I went to that person's house, how was my life, I am afraid that I will never see him again in this life.

Unexpectedly, it appeared in front of my eyes.

"Su Xin, you, didn't you escape privately?" The old concierge thought of something, his expression sank, and he looked behind Su Xin while talking.

There are no carriages and horses accompanying you, and you come to the door alone, this...

"Uncle Cai, what are you thinking? I came to the capital a long time ago, and today I was entrusted by the master's family to see if the grandpa is back." The maid smiled.

The news spread quickly, and before he walked in the door, he heard a woman's voice.

"Suxin!"

A girl came galloping from inside, with an excited expression, and tears glistened in her eyes when she opened her mouth.

"The lady is here!" she shouted, "Is the lady here?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )