imperial psychologist

Chapter 436 Zhang Jingzhen's Marriage
Chen Yicong smiled silently, and let Zeng Jiuyan fill up the wine glass in front of him.

He drank the wine in his glass and replied in a low voice, "I also... don't want to be controlled."

At this time, the servants brought new fried peanuts and several cold dishes.

"By the way, something happened to Bai Yi, let's eat first." Chen Yicong said with a smile.

When Lu Dou heard this, he went out of the cabin and ordered the palace people to start the dinner process.

"Those ministers really have bad hearts," Zeng Jiuyan said with a smile, "I haven't had a few days of comfortable life, married a wife and had children early, so now that I'm old, I can't see young people being happy. It will be balanced if you also come up and put a lock on you, don’t you think?”

Zhang Jingzhen laughed, "...you can be happy as long as you are happy, don't involve me, my marriage was finalized last month, and the wedding date is set for early autumn next year."

Both Chen Yicong and Zeng Jiuyan were taken aback, "...what?"

"with who?"

"It's a family friend of our Zhang family in our hometown." Zhang Jingzhen said with a smile, "In June, my elder brother came to Beijing to report on his work. He happened to live in our mansion, and it was almost settled at that time."

Chen Yicong and Zeng Jiuyan were speechless for a long time—this was really a big firecracker!

"Has anyone seen it?" Zeng Jiuyan asked, "Is it good?"

"I'm sure I haven't seen it before," Zhang Jingzhen laughed again, "Who will bring their daughter to Beijing to report on their work? But the horoscope has already been matched, so it is very appropriate."

Chen Yicong thought for a while, "Master Zhang is...from Jiangzhou?"

"Yes." Zhang Jingzhen replied.

Zeng Jiuyan laughed, "We still have to see it, what if it looks so sad?"

"Go!" Zhang Jingzhen rarely spat, but he still had a smile on his face, and said in a low voice, "...Even if she looks like a ghost, I will recognize her, she is really...a very talented girl .”

"Tell me?" Chen Yicong continued to eat melon seeds, "How can you be so talented?"

Zhang Jingzhen was thinking, he looked at the lake outside the boat, the snow had not stopped at this time, he pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth softly.

"At the beginning of the second month of the Ming Dynasty, Yu followed his father on his way to Anjiang to Ye, and when he reached the mouth of the river, the moon poured into the water.

"The light boat crosses the water, and the surrounding paint is quiet. The silver shadows under the forest are mottled, sparse like residual snow..."

With some kind of tenderness, Zhang Jingzhen finished reciting an essay, he sighed, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that it's not dark yet, otherwise, this situation and the scene really fit her style of writing."

Zeng Jiuyan finally recovered from the shock, "...you are, you have memorized it all."

"Yeah, don't you think it's very well written?" Zhang Jingzhen laughed softly, "There are several more, which are also about water. It seems that she often goes to visit the mountains and rivers with Shibo during Xiumu, and the pen and ink left behind are still there. Quite a lot."

"Yes, very infatuated." Zeng Jiuyan nodded, "Where will we get married next year?"

"I will go back to Jiangzhou with my father, and then come back." Zhang Jingzhen said with a smile, "The last time I went back to my hometown was seven years ago."

Chen Yicong looked at the smile on Zhang Jingzhen's face, and felt happy for a moment
"I will definitely prepare a generous gift for you." He said softly.

Zeng Jiuyan immediately interjected, "Me too!"

Several people chatted again, and Chen Yicong curiously asked Zhang Jingzhen some details about this marriage.

Zeng Jiuyan was also listening, and he leaned back on the chair with some emotion.

It seemed that overnight, everyone was on their right path, only he himself was still trapped in the same place, without making any achievements.

……

When Bai Yi came out of the operating room in Xichaifang, it was already completely dark outside.

The family members of the child were standing in the yard of the chaifang, and they were all waiting outside with red eyes. When they saw Bai Yi coming out, they both came forward at the same time.

"Doctor Bai..."

"Don't worry," Bai Yi said in a low voice, "It's going well. Now the effect of the anesthetic has not faded. We still need to observe."

"We, can we go in and see—"

"No." Bai Yi answered firmly, "You are not allowed to go in these few days."

This is really a lesson in blood.

In the first year of Shengming, there was a very serious accident here in Xichaifang. A patient who had entered a stable period suddenly returned to his condition after returning to family visits.

Afterwards, Boyi found out that the patient's family had obtained a pack of talisman water of unknown composition from Donglin Temple, and fed it to the patient while the Tai Hospital's apprentices were not on duty.

The patient was originally weak, but after being urged by the water talisman, the diarrhea did not stop in the next few days, and he still died on the third night.

This incident made Bai Yi furious, and after that, all visitation systems were cancelled.

He no longer expects the people here to accept and obey his arrangements from the bottom of their hearts. The only thing he can do is to completely isolate all accidents.

Bai Yi turned around and gave a few words to the apprentices behind him, then walked quickly to the disinfection room.

Since the child was sent in the afternoon, he has been standing up until now, without eating dinner, and now he just wants to take off his sweat-soaked clothes and find a place to rest for a while.

However, when passing by the door of his own daily office room, he suddenly found that Bo Ling seemed to be lying on the table, as if he had fallen asleep.

He quickly ran to the disinfection room to change into clean clothes and came back to check—sure enough.

Bai Yi sighed, turned around and took out a winter coat from his closet to put on Bai Ling, and then lightly hit the back of Bai Ling's head twice

Bo Ling raised his head in a daze.

"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to go first?" Bai Yi asked.

Bo Ling pulled the clothes on his body and rubbed his eyes.

"...I want to wait for you."

"What are you waiting for me? I can't even tell the time here." Bai Yi frowned, "And if you want to sleep, why don't you go to bed and sit here, with nothing covering your body—"

Bo Ling yawned again, and didn't really listen to what he said after that.

She stretched herself slowly, and then wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with Bai Yi's clothes.

As usual, Bai Ling quickly rubbed her palms to warm them up, and then covered her eyes. Repeating this four or five times, she felt as if she had woken up.

"The car should still be outside." Bo Ling turned around and interrupted Bai Yi's chanting.

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, "...what car?"

"The car to meet An Hu," Bai Ling said softly, "Are you still going today?"

Bai Yi was slightly surprised, "Still there?"

"Yes." Bo Ling nodded, and she pointed to the door of Xichaifang through the window, "Those two people came with the carriage, and they are still guarding here, which means that the carriage is still outside."

Bai Yi glanced out, and there was indeed a stranger looking over here.

He had already explained the unexpected situation on his side to these people in the afternoon, and asked them to enter the palace to report back, saying that he might be late tonight.

To a certain extent, this could be regarded as having asked for leave... Bai Yi was a little uncertain.

If they are still waiting here, does it mean that the emperor is still waiting by the lake?

"This is broken..." Bai Yi murmured.

He faintly felt that he seemed to have caused some catastrophe...

"Then let's go now."

Bo Ling turned around, "...do you still have the strength to swim in the lake?"

Eyes met, Bai Yi nodded, "Yes."

Bai Ling frowned, and looked at Bai Yi suspiciously—his eyes were red after the operation.

(End of this chapter)