imperial psychologist

Chapter 211 The Boy's Invitation

Yanzhi's face was slightly pale, and she managed to force a smile, "Bo Siyao is right, that servant will rest for a day today..."

"Go." Bai Ling said softly, "Let the palace doctor prescribe better medicine, and if you don't have money, ask me to make up for it."

"Hey, okay," Rouge nodded pitifully, "Thank you Si Yao."

Bo Ling shook his head indifferently, "You're welcome, but if I have something to say in advance, I will go to Donglin Temple tomorrow, and I guess I won't be in the palace all day by then."

"Hey, okay." Rouge stood up lazily, and walked slowly towards the west side hall.

Bai Ling put the new manuscript in his arms on Chulan's desk again, "I'll be back at Shen Shi in the afternoon, and you will wait for me here, and I will tell you about Chapter 1, which has been delayed for two days. Get your notebook and scratch paper ready, there will be some calculations in the afternoon class."

"Calculation?" Both of them blinked, "We...we haven't learned how to count, but we touched the abacus a few times when we were young..."

"You don't need an abacus, have you ever memorized the nine-nine formula table? One one gets one, one two gets two."

"Oh, I've recited it before." The two sisters said in unison.

"That's fine. If you have the basics of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, you can learn it with your heart..." Bo Ling said and put the small table in his hand on his shoulders. Come."

The two sisters hurriedly lowered their heads and called out in a low voice, "Si Yao, go slowly!"

……

In Prince Gong's mansion, the prince is practicing archery in his yard.

Pulling the bow, the scene of that day at Jian'an Lake came to mind again—he himself did not expect to be able to perform so well at that time, and an arrow pierced Jiaolong's eyes.

During the past few days when I practiced arrows in the courtyard, only four or five of the ten arrows could hit the red heart, and the state of that day could never be regained.

But after thinking about it, the son was not surprised.That day in Yinfeng Garden, he was attracted by Bai Ling's "Fourteen" that tore through the sky, and then he noticed the scene under the dark pool of Jiaolong. Bow saves people, the action is done in one go without distracting thoughts...

It's hard to get back to that state these days.

The prince let go of the bowstring, his arms slowly dropped, and he stood there in a daze.

I don't know if Bo Ling has inquired about who shot the feathered arrow that fell from the sky.If she inquired about it and found out that it was the prince of Prince Gong's mansion who made the move, would she find it strange?A prince who had never met was willing to risk Long Yan's wrath to save someone for her.

...Oh, she probably didn't know that he was doing it for her.

The prince suddenly frowned in annoyance, and instantly raised his head and shot an arrow—but the arrow missed another target.

"This method is too stinky!" A familiar voice sounded behind him, Shizi turned his head, only to see Zeng Jiuyan leaning against the wall, looking at himself with a smirk, "Thanks to the blessing of the gods that night, you shot It was Jiaolong, not that Jinyiwei, otherwise it would be embarrassing~"

The prince threw the bow to the accompanying palace guards, picked up the big broom in the corner of the wall and rushed towards the top of the wall.

Zeng Jiuyan exclaimed and slapped the wall, "Ouch!! Put me down quickly!! Chen Yicong is going crazy!"

Shizi had already poked it with a broom, Zeng Jiuyan fell back in response, and fell into a ball with the person lifting him underneath, and the laughter of Li Fengyu and Zhang Jingzhen came from outside at the same time.

"Climb the wall if you don't want to go through the door?" Shizi threw away the broom, patted the ashes on his palm, turned around and smiled at the palace servants beside him, "Go and open the door!"

Several teenagers laughed and went into the courtyard together. When they saw the prince's face, they were all shocked, "What's wrong with your face?"

"A few days ago when I was practicing arrows, I was injured by a bowstring." Shizi replied lightly, obviously not wanting to talk about it.He led the people into the house, and the servants brought the young tea picked for the first time of the year, put them in the hands of the four of them, and then retreated.

When there were only a few of them left in the room, Li Fengyu frowned and said, "You should keep this kind of words from outsiders. There will be such a thick mark when you are wounded by a bowstring? This is obviously a whip mark. Who did you fight with again? Why didn't you call us a few?"

"Don't ask, it's just a bowstring." Shizi served tea and looked at the three people in front of him, "Why did you come here together today?"

Zeng Jiuyan also had an expression of not intending to look into it, his legs were crossed under the hem of his clothes, and he held a teacup in both hands to smell the tea. This posture looked a bit ruffian, but not loose like an ordinary dude.

"We're here to see Hu Lu," Zeng Jiuyan said with a low laugh, "A few days ago, my mother heard that they were secretly grabbing medicines outside, so she probably wanted some kind of prescription. Some medicines are not available in the capital at this time, so we I took some from my own warehouse and sent it to him."

"Grasp the medicine?" The prince frowned, and suddenly there was a hint of anger in his tone, "I haven't heard him tell me about it. Are there any medicines in the capital that I don't have in the palace?"

"Don't worry about this. The Holy Spirit has not yet reached a conclusion on Huber's matter. If the situation takes a turn for the worse, there will be more people involved... They are now acting with their tails between their legs for our own good." Zeng Jiuyan said softly, "You guys If one person does everything, but then we can't get rid of the responsibility, and if we help each other, then we can't blame everyone."

"That's right." Li Fengyu folded his arms, "My father said the same thing, some things were not easy for them to deal with in their generation, so it's easier for us to do."

Shizi didn't make a sound, he sat there thinking for a while, put down his teacup and stood up, "Then let's go now, don't delay."

"Don't be in a hurry, we still have something to talk about!" Zeng Jiuyan said with a smile, "Do you have time tomorrow, son, let's go to Donglin Temple together."

The prince suspected that he had heard wrong for a moment, "Where are you going?"

"Donglin Temple." Li Fengyu answered from the side, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture, "Donglin Temple is as big as Dongshan Mountain."

Zeng Jiuyan nodded, holding the fan with his right hand exaggeratedly on his chest, "It happened just a few days ago, I had a flash of inspiration under the Bodhi tree... Hey, I just sat down and enlightened!"

"Tsk," Shizi gave Zeng Jiuyan a very disgusted look, "I want to go with you, I think the temple is so smoky—"

"...Actually, it's because the pharmacist from Chengqian Palace will go up the mountain tomorrow," Zhang Jingzhen added with a smile on the side, "Yesterday afternoon, the imperial concubine sent someone to send a post to the mountain, and I asked Master Xuyun, the abbot of Donglin Temple, to give it to me." The pharmacist gave a lecture. Jiuyan thought that if everyone has nothing to do, we can go up the mountain together to have a look, and he will introduce this strange woman to us."

Zeng Jiuyan smiled sinisterly. He opened his fan and looked at Shizi, "How are you going?"

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