Jiaohua

Chapter 1349
There is no sign of this guest outside the door.

The servant ran away with a broken leg, and his companion held a few letters in his hand and said: "The girl left, only these few letters are left behind."

The servant snatched it away, but he couldn't read, so he glanced at it and said, "I'll go back to Madam!"

Then he ran away again.

This area is almost all the mansions of dignitaries, Xia Zhaoyi went to another house before he could get a cup of tea, knocked on the golden ring on the door, and soon another servant opened the door to look and ask questions.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "But Yin Zeming, Lord Yin's mansion? Let me ask Yin Wulang if he plans to change hands on several restaurants on Zhongbo Street. Yu Chuancai was sent to jail, and the restaurants he occupied were also confiscated." Yes, if Yin Wulang is afraid and wants to change hands in a hurry, I am willing to buy it at the original price. There are also several houses of Yin Qilang, the court has stipulated that no more construction..."

Leaving the Yin mansion, she walked more than 800 steps, and then knocked on the mansion of Di Zi'an, the Minister of Rites.

Walking one by one, the bundle she was carrying became thinner and thinner.

Finally, she knocked on the house of Zhuge Qing, Minister of Rites.

The servant at the door saw that she had a good temperament and appearance, and her attitude was more kind, but she still declined to thank the guests.

Xia Zhaoyi said: "Don't be in a hurry to drive me away, go and tell your wife that I am a distinguished guest at Imperial Physician Du's house, just wait and see how your wife is, I will wait here."

During this period of time, Xin took care of Zhuge Qing personally in Zhuge Qing's bedroom. After listening to the servant's words, she and Zhuge Qing looked at each other, wondering if there was any fraud.

Zhuge Qing was still salivating with his mouth crooked, his eyes slanted, and the corners of his lips were drooling, and he said with difficulty in words that only Xin could understand: "Just ask her to come in, I look like this, I'm deceitful, where can I be deceitful?"

Xin thought for a while, then sighed, "That's fine."

She put the medicine bowl in her hand on the high table beside her, stood up and said to the servant: "Let's go, show me the way, I will go to the meeting in person."

Outside the gate of the mansion, the young girl's figure was thin and straight, with her hands behind her back, her head lowered, she was walking back and forth on the flat ground on the steps.

The servant opened the door, and Xin looked up, and saw that she was indeed young, male and female.

If it is a boy, it is too delicate and handsome, if it is a girl, it is too heroic.

"Who are you?" Xin looked at her.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly: "Mrs. Xin, 15 years ago, my father gave Master Zhuge a painting and calligraphy, called New Year Red Eight Immortals."

Xin frowned, then froze suddenly, her eyes became surprised.

Xia Zhaoyi continued: "However, in Zhuge's family in Yi'an, my father has the best friendship with Mr. Zhuge Yu from Jiangya Racecourse, the one who drinks Dingtao Peach Blossom Wine the most."

Xin couldn't speak, and stretched out his hands to cover his mouth.

It was the first time that the domestic servant at the side saw the appearance of the honorable lady, so he didn't dare to say much.

"Mrs. Xin is smart, she should know who I am," Xia Zhaoyi's smile deepened, "Then let me say one more thing, Jiang Zhuoshuang."

Xin took a step back and almost didn't fall.

Jiangzhuo cream is exactly the medicine that doctor Du gave Zhuge Qing to pretend to be paralyzed.

"Aren't you going to invite me into the mansion?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Xin said hurriedly, "Come into the mansion quickly, honored guests, please come in!"

The news in the mansion moved quickly. It was heard that Mrs. Xin ran to meet the guests in person, and her children and daughter-in-laws all came.

However, she saw Xin walking in front in a hurry, turning her head one by one, saying "please" to the young man behind her from time to time, her attitude was even a bit flattering.

Even in front of Zhuge Qing, she had never seen her like this.

Xin's eldest son, Zhuge Qian, and his wife, Qian Shi, came over: "Mother."

Xin frowned: "It's none of your business here, go back first."

Zhuge Qian was slightly stunned, and looked at the boy behind him, at first glance, he didn't know if it was a boy or a girl.

The boy's eyes were bright and open, as clear as water, and he smiled at him.

It doesn't matter if you don't smile, when you smile, Hua Yanyue is charming, and there is a small dimple on the lips, Zhuge Qian and Qian Shi have the answer in an instant, it is a woman.

Xin urged them to leave again and again, Zhuge Qian and Qian had no choice but to leave respectfully.

After walking far away, they couldn't help but look back at this young girl, her back was slender and thin, her temperament and appearance were excellent, but even a princess in the palace would not make Xin like this.

The door of Zhuge Qing's room was pushed open by Mrs. Xin, and after Xia Zhaoyi entered, Mrs. Xin closed the door, turned around suddenly, and knelt down towards Xia Zhaoyi: "The humble woman has seen Miss Ali!"

Xia Zhaoyi helped her up: "Why kneel on me?"

Xin's eyes were red and said: "The daughter of the Duke, born to respect, why not kneel?"

"Don't," Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his hand, "There has been no Dingguo Mansion for a long time, and I am just an ordinary person."

Xin looked at her, not to mention all the deeds related to her that she had heard over the years, but her appearance and temperament, she was not ordinary.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the bed. Zhuge Qing, who was startled by Xin's kneeling, wanted to eat melons eagerly, but he was half paralyzed, and half of his body was tilted out of the bed, and he was about to fall. "The earth is calling.

"Master!!" Xin hurried over to help him.

In just a short while, Zhuge Qing's saliva flowed down half of his face, and his face was flushed red.

Xia Zhaoyi walked over and said, "Master Zhuge, you have worked hard these few days."

Zhuge Qing leaned on the soft pillow behind him emotionally: "Well, there is a brew in En Sier, is there a brew in Enzhen Sier?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked at him in confusion for a while.

Xin's translation said: "Master said, you, you are Miss Ali, are you really Miss Ali?"

Xia Zhaoyi said: "It's me, Master Zhuge."

Zhuge Qing's eyes were red, and tears rolled down: "********!!!******!"

Xia Zhaoyi looked at Xin.

Xin Shi also became confused this time, and the translation failed.

Because of his emotional agitation, Zhuge Qing, who was already physically inconvenient, suddenly started to cough, and his breathing became difficult, as if he couldn't breathe, and his face was flushed.

Xia Zhaoyi immediately said: "Put him flat, is there a silver needle in the house?"

"There are some!" Xin said hurriedly, "I'll get them!"

After helping Zhuge Qing level, she immediately went to fetch it.

Xia Zhaoyi directly tore off Zhuge Qing's pajamas, and when Mrs. Xin got the silver needles, she ordered Mrs. Xin to open all the doors and windows in the house and fetch a bowl of warm water.

When Xin brought warm water in a panic, she saw that she had already scalded the silver needles, and neatly inserted them into several acupuncture points on Zhuge Qing's neck and chest.

Xin said fearfully: "Miss Ali, our master has always been like this, and I am always worried that his body will not be able to bear it."

"Starting tonight, there is no need to do this." Xia Zhaoyi said, and inserted a few more needles.

Xin was overjoyed: "Really, that's great!"

"It's thick!" Zhuge Qing also said lying down, and then he was injected with another injection. The Minister of Rites cried out due to the pain, "┗|`O'|┛嗤~~!"

(End of this chapter)