imperial psychologist

Chapter 296
Bai Shijun's hand stopped in mid-air, thinking for a moment that he had heard wrong.

"Are you saying you're not sick?" Bai Shijun looked at Bai Ling blankly, and then spoke suspiciously after a while, "You also said before that he is that, that obstacle..."

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded, "post-traumatic stress disorder."

"That--"

"To make him willing to receive treatment, there must be someone he trusts present." Bo Ling looked at his father with a helpless smile, "Don't annoy him for now, I'm really angry with this general's temper Now, you just think in your mind 'this is part of his disease', bear with it for a while."

"People who trust..."

Bai Shijun somewhat understood what Bo Ling meant, but he still didn't quite believe it.

Burling paused, then continued, "I think Dad can take on this important task. That general seems to be sane, maybe he has his own reasons."

……

On this day, Bai Yi and Bai Shijun went out to the palace together - Bai Shijun was going to face the saint, and Bai Yi went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to find a master master to learn how to process sheep intestines.

Along the way, Bai Shijun seemed a little uneasy. As he approached the palace gate, he finally couldn't help looking at his son beside him.

"Do you know who your sister learned her skills from?"

"Father, go directly to Bo Ling, don't ask me. If she is willing to tell more, she will definitely tell you."

"Okay," Bai Shijun sighed.

Bai Yi could hear the sadness in Bai Shijun's tone, and couldn't help but glance at his father, "...Are you worried about Bo Ling?"

"It's useless to worry." Bai Shijun replied as if talking to himself, "I'm just afraid now."

"...What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of all kinds of things." Bai Shijun said frankly, "Sometimes I'm afraid that she doesn't know enough things to cope with the situation, and sometimes I'm afraid that she knows too many things and will end up getting burned. Both of you I survived after a narrow escape. Dad usually doesn’t talk about these things, but in the end, I still want to watch you grow up, get married and have children, get married and start a business..."

Bai Yi's heart was lightly hit by this sudden outpouring of true feelings. He was slightly moved, but he still smiled and turned his gaze away, and choked, "Isn't it because of—"

"That was an accident, and I didn't want to." Bai Shijun knew that Bai Yi was talking about the bereaved man who chased from Qingyang four years ago, his eyes dropped, and he whispered apologetically .

He sighed softly, and continued, "Actually, what I'm talking about is not this, it's something earlier, earlier..."

Bai Yi was taken aback for a moment—he didn't have the memory before he traveled here.Did the father mean that earlier, he had put his young self and Bai Ling in danger?

Just as he was about to ask, he saw not far away, Qiu Shi was already standing in the empty square waiting.

Seeing each other's figure, the two sides both accelerated their steps in unison.

……

After Bai Yi and Bai Shijun left, Bai Ling cleaned up the dishes by himself, and then left the house with the jewels and money brought out from the palace yesterday.

Just after exiting the alley, a few Jinyi guards held their scabbards and blocked Bo Ling's way, "Where is Si Yao going?"

"Go to the ticket office." Bo Ling slightly moved his burden—the burden seemed to weigh thirty to forty catties, and it pressed Bo Ling's shoulders up and down.With the shaking of Bailing, the gold and silver ingots and jewels in the baggage collided and made a crisp sound, she whispered, "Yesterday, the imperial concubine settled the consultation fee for last month for me, the amount is relatively large, I can't keep it on home."

Jin Yiwei at the entrance of the alley looked at each other, unable to make up his mind for a while.

Bo Ling raised his head and said, "If you don't know what to do, go and call your superiors, and I will tell them in person."

Not long after, under the guard of four brocade guards—or under surveillance, Bo Ling walked towards Chaotian Street with a heavy burden on his back.

Although she has been confining her feet at home during this period of time, the word "foot confinement" has never appeared in Emperor Jianxi's handbook and orders.

Due to the fact that Bo Ling seems to be able to talk to all parties, the little banner officer in charge of guarding here today did not make it difficult for her. On the one hand, he sent someone to personally escort and follow her, and recorded every move of Bo Ling along the way in detail. On the one hand, he immediately sent the news to the palace, waiting for the feedback from above.

Bo Ling is already very familiar with the way from home to Chaotian Street.

It is the commercial center of the entire Pingjing, a real gold-selling cave, near the boundary of Chaotian Street, and the gates of money houses and gambling houses are also open.

She remembered that among the four branches of Yuzhang Bank in Pingjing, two were near Chaotian Street.

Stepping into Zilin Lane, this long and narrow alley is full of shops, bustling with people coming and going, but two or three meters away from Boling, it is always empty—people can see it from a distance. Jin Yiwei, who was beside her, had long since evaded to the side.

Where she passed, the crowds seemed to be cut open by a sharp knife, revealing an empty and solid ground, and then quickly converged behind her.

Bo Ling suddenly felt that he was like Moses who had left the sea, very friendly.

Based on her previous memory, she looked up at the signboards on both sides of the street, and finally stopped in front of the shop that said "Pingjing Main Store" under the "Yuzhang Ticket Office".

A few guys in the ticket office had discovered early on that Jin Yiwei had come to the alley, and everyone was watching in fear. When they waited for Bo Ling to stand still in front of their shop, everyone's hearts sank.

"Everyone who comes is a customer." The shopkeeper snorted in a low voice.

This deep voice woke up the young guys in front of the shop. They quickly lowered their heads, looked away, and concentrated on what they were doing.

The shopkeeper straightened his skirt and stood up straight.Bo Ling also stepped straight into the threshold of the Yuzhang bank at this time—the four Jinyi guards behind him followed.

The entire hall was dead silent, and even the few guests who had originally exchanged money hurriedly packed up their things and ran out.

"Uh, who is the shopkeeper here." Bo Ling asked tentatively.

"Yes." The middle-aged man behind the wooden cabinet said with a serious face, "I don't know if the girl is here today...?"

"I'm here to save money, and to deposit some valuable things by the way." Bai Ling said softly, and she took out a name card from her cuff - it was the night when she met the Anhu Flower Appreciation Party, the businessman named Wang Yuzhang left.

The shopkeeper took the name card with both hands, and with just one glance, he showed a look of surprise.

He accepted the name card, quickly walked out from behind the wooden cabinet, and respectfully said to Bai Ling, "So it's a distinguished guest, please come inside!"

　Thank you Linglan yeh for your reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)