Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 39 The Father Finds a Marriage for You

The moment Jiang Qingyu walked into King Jubei's bedroom, her emotions were complicated.

He never thought that one day he would come to see the old man in this situation.

There are not many people in the room.

Apart from the King of Rejecting North Jiang Qiushui who was lying on the couch, there was only an old man in civilian clothes with the scent of herbs on his body, and a beautiful woman in a luxurious long dress, kneeling on the edge of the bed and holding a bowl of soup and medicine.

"Qingyu has met her father, Doctor Song, and Erniang."

Jiang Qingyu saluted one by one.

"It's Qingyu, why are you here?"

The second wife of the palace, Jiang Jing, couldn't hide the sadness on her face, but she still squeezed out a smile when she saw Jiang Qingyu:
"Your father is not in good health and needs to rest. If you encounter any troubles in the mansion, you can tell Er Niang, and Er Niang will make the decision for you."

Jiang Qingyu shook her head lightly.

I have to admit that Jiang Jing is a qualified hostess of the palace, and the rejection of the North Palace has rarely gone wrong under her management for so many years.

After the eldest lady Lu Wan'er and the eldest son Jiang Qingshu left the palace, she did not deliberately suppress Ziyan Courtyard. Instead, she would send people to inquire about any shortages every month, and even open her mouth when she heard the servant girls in the mansion talk about the idiot. Scold a few words.

It can be said that on the surface, she has already done her best to Jiang Qingyu.

But everyone knew that all of the above was based on the premise that Jiang Qingyu was not a threat to Jiang Qingjian.

Once he wants to fight for the throne, everything will be different.

"Father, can I have a few words with Qingyu alone?"

Jiang Qingyu lowered her head slightly, waiting for the King of the North to respond.

"Cough, cough..."

At this time, King Jubei had just finished drinking a bowl of decoction, and chewed and swallowed a blood ginseng with difficulty.

His complexion was very poor, his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were purple, his hair was already graying before he was 60 years old, and the muscles he had accumulated in his youth were worn away by diseases and years, leaving only a thick skeleton.

He looked at Jiang Qingyu, and told the other two:
"Ah Jing, heck, you take Lao Song away first."

"Ahem, let me chat with Qingyu for a while."

Although the King of Rejecting the North is in poor condition, his eyes are still sharp, and he exudes a domineering aura that makes people surrender.

Like a crouching dragon.

"My lord..."

The second wife, Jiang Jing, also clearly rejected the Northern King's stubborn temper, and did not dissuade her, but just reminded:
"I only give you father and son half a quarter of an hour, don't blame me for being unreasonable, it's really your body that can't help tossing!"

King Jubei nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed to the time limit.

Jiang Jing cleaned up the bowl and spoon, then glanced coldly at Jiang Qingyu, and sighed in a low voice, as if she was blaming her for being ignorant.

Then, she made a gesture of invitation to the old man in civilian clothes:
"Mr. Song, let's go first. I don't know how to distinguish the authenticity of some rare and elixir medicines. I need you to check them yourself."

However, Dr. Song, an old man in civilian clothes, had a sad face:
"No matter how rare the elixir is, it can only relieve the disease for a while. If you want to cure the prince's illness, you must use the Nine-Turn Golden Pill!"

Jiang Jing said helplessly:
"We are already doing our best to obtain medicine, but everyone regards Jindan as a second life, so who will trade it?"

"Even if the person in the capital is willing to give the medicine, there are thousands of miles from the capital to the king's city, and there are too many variables."

For a golden elixir, she has already used all channels, even at the expense of asking someone to bring half of the title deed of the palace to the black market for the elixir!
But still no progress!
There are a few hermit sects who have the intention of doing business, and each of them sent outstanding disciples to the palace, shamelessly hooking up with the two young ladies Jiang Qingzhu and Jiang Qingmeng all day long, and made more than one marriage request.

Among them, the third lady, Jiang Qingzhu, has a fiery temper, and draws her sword to face people who don't like her. In addition, there are several young talents with good martial arts under her command who have always admired her and blocked a lot of harassment for her, so the group of sects After the disciple touched the ashes, he stopped looking for her.

It's just that it hurts sixth miss Jiang Qingmeng.

Jiang Qingmeng had no military power, and her biological mother had no contacts in the mansion, and she had just broken off her relationship with the female master of the second rank of Xiantian, so she became a soft persimmon to be targeted by others.

What makes people feel distressed is that this woman is too filial. In order to help the king of the North to continue his life these days, she even had the idea of ​​selling herself for a golden elixir!

With Jiang Jing's extreme temperament, Rao couldn't bear it anymore.

originally……

Jiang Jing wanted to agree with tears.

But yesterday the old housekeeper Xu Erhu reminded her:

None of the sect disciples who lived in the mansion carried the golden elixir, if they agreed to the marriage hastily, it was inevitable that they would drag on and not return to the sect to save people with the golden elixir.

At that time, the prince will be gone, and the palace will be in chaos. That sect will definitely use the name of the young lady to fight for family property and military power!

Therefore, marriage is simply to lure wolves into the house!

After Jiang Jing listened to this analysis, she gave up the idea of ​​selling her daughter for pills.

On the sickbed, King Jubei covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said with a smile:
"Actually, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, cough...it's not as magical as you think."

"I have taken so many golden pills for more than ten years, but I have not seen any improvement in my condition. I just hang my life, half dead and half alive. I don't think taking another pill will change anything."

"Ugh……"

Doctor Song was speechless.

Every time the capital sent someone to deliver medicine, he had to watch the prince take it on the spot, he didn't even have the right to wait and watch.

It was also because of this that he had never been able to determine the true efficacy of the legendary Nine-Turn Golden Elixir that could "revive the dead and turn flesh and bones".

"Perhaps, this pill is just a false name."

Dr. Song sighed, and scratched his hair worryingly.

As the chief physician of the palace, no matter what, he had to do everything possible to support the prince.

As long as the prince does not die, there will be no chaos in the three northern states.

He looked at Jiang Jing who also looked sad:

"Ma'am, the prescription for tonight needs to be changed. Let's go to make the medicine first."

Jiang Jing nodded:

"There are medicinal materials in the mansion, and the husband can take whatever he asks."

The next moment, the two left the room together, and the father and son Jiang Qingyu and King Jubei were left talking alone in the room.

After Jiang Jing and Dr. Song left, the room was silent.

Neither father nor son spoke first.

Jiang Qingyu stroked the purple jade stove, found a stool and sat down beside the sick bed, staring straight at the listless face of King Jubei.

The eye sockets are sunken, the skin is dark, and only a piece of skin is left on the thin face...

It is not difficult to see that this man is really about to fall!

"Qingyu, you and my father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

With an amiable smile on his face, King Jubei spoke first.

"It's been a few months."

Jiang Qingyu also smiled:

"I remember the last time you came to see me in Ziyan Courtyard, you waited outside the door for two full hours, and you fed all the koi in the fish pond to death."

"Cough cough..."

"That's right, my father doesn't remember."

King Jubei stretched out a withered and blackened hand from under the quilt, took Jiang Qingyu's slender white hand, and said:
"After your mother and Qing Shu left, my father knew that you had always held grudges against me, but it's not the right way to stay in the house all day and give up on yourself."

"Hey, my father also understands that you miss your mother and Qingshu..."

"That's why father found a marriage for you. The woman's family is in the capital. She is well educated, well-behaved, good-looking, and her father is a powerful figure in the court."

"If the father dies, there will be no one in the mansion who can protect you, and no one will let you be lazy, so you can go to the capital to find your mother and Qingshu."

"Ahem... also, I also want to say sorry to them on behalf of my father."

(End of this chapter)