Beauty is too weak to be bullied

A month later, the memorial written by Du Qingtan was finally finished.

She made detailed statistics on the population and household registration numbers of the entire dynasty over the years, as well as the approximate number of people who were displaced due to illness and old age.

Then he wrote in detail the pain and helplessness of the "crazy" patients, the contagiousness of the disease, and the various risks brought to the people and the dynasty, etc.

She also wrote several short stories sensationally, among them are the stories that Master Hongyuan told her, especially the misfortune of women and children is her top priority.

She suggested that in addition to allocating funds to subsidize the Longhua Temple Ward, the Queen can also use this as a pilot to promote this model to the whole country.

"The common people will praise the saint and pray for the saint day and night when they receive the grace of the saint. If the praise reaches the heavens, it will be the blessing of the saint..."

She scratched her head and wrote a lot of words of praise and flattery, but she always felt that she was not strong enough. After all, she was a monk halfway through, so she could prescribe prescriptions, but writing articles was not as good as other people's real scholars.

"How about, let's find a famous Lanlan pen with good writing skills?" Du Qingtan and Dugu didn't ask for discussion: "You see, my handwriting is not good either, so I just hand it over for fear of being picked on."

Dugu Buqiu glanced at her expressionlessly, and stretched out his big hand towards her.

Du Qingtan didn't understand, so he obediently handed it over.

The man put away the memorial, turned his back, and walked into the study.

Du Qingtan followed quietly, and saw him sitting down behind the desk, writing like flying, writing very devotedly.

Seeing her look, he looked at her and yelled: "Wait for me, I'm going to show you my other uses besides fighting! I've also been educated!"

She pursed her lips and smiled, then went out and pointed to the red leaves to cook.

This is the second day after they moved to a new house. Dugu Buqiu bought a small courtyard with only two entrances with the least amount of money. It is far from exquisite and easy to live in. The only thing that can be praised is that it is in a busy city and life is very convenient.

Dugu didn't ask for it and didn't plan to spend more money on this house. He just painted the walls and replaced the window paper. Except for the pots and pans and the bed, all the furniture is old.

In his words, he didn't plan to live here for a long time, and there was no need to spend more money.

If you buy it smaller and the location is better, it will be easier to resell it in the future. If the market is good, you may be able to make a small profit.

There was nothing wrong with this way of thinking, Du Qingtan didn't express any opinion at all, and happily followed him.

It was winter, and there were no fresh ingredients. The only ones that could be eaten were mutton, pork, chicken, and goose, but Du Qingtan didn't want to eat any of them.

She just wanted to have a light and delicious water shield soup.

Thinking and thinking, I couldn't help drooling.

But where to find water shield this season?Not even in the palace.

Du Qingtan sighed sadly, and cooked a pot of braised chestnut chicken.

The smell wafted out of the kitchen, and the neighbor, Dr. Bai, knocked on the door with a bowl in his hand: "Please pity me, an old man who is alone. I can't afford to hire people. I can't burn fire and cook rice."

Luo Ye was surprised and at a loss, this was the first time he had seen such a person.

This old man is a doctor of medicine in Shanzhou. He is still alone in his old age. He doesn't have a family and doesn't cook. …

Their new house was the old man's ancestral property. It was originally a relatively large courtyard, but it was divided into two by him, the left side was slightly larger, and the right side was slightly smaller.

Dr. Bai lived on the right side by himself, and the left side was rented out until it was bought by Dugu Buqiu.

Dr. Bai saw that he stood there silently, so he said: "Boy, go tell your master that Dr. Bai next door is here to eat, and ask her to share a bowl of meat."

Luo Ye hurriedly invited him in.

Dr. Bai refused to come in, and continued to stand far away outside: "What are you talking about! If you don't want to, I am willing to give you money, ten yuan! No, twenty yuan!"

"What's going on?" Du Qingtan heard the sound, and Dr. Bai immediately jumped up holding the bowl: "Du Siyao! Please do me a favor, give the old man a bowl of rice, he's going to starve to death!"

Du Qingtan smiled and said: "I just heard that you want to pay for the meal."

"Uh..." Dr. Bai began to talk about him from left to right: "It's really cold today, I heard that the ward picked up a few beggars who almost died of freezing on the street."

Du Qingtan remained silent.

He continued: "Everyone is waiting for Du Siyao to light the first fire. It's been a month, and I haven't seen you light the fire. Your words are very unpleasant."

Du Qingtan still didn't make a sound, and even wanted to leave him and walk into the house.

The scent in the kitchen is lingering in the nose, which makes people's index fingers twitch.

Dr. Bai couldn't hold back and gritted his teeth: "I'll pay for the meal!"

Du Qingtan paused on his heels and smiled like a flower: "Forget it for the first time, come in and eat. We are far away from our relatives and friends in our hometown, and we don't have a warm house. There are so many people."

Dr. Bai lowered his head, stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and stepped on his left foot with his right foot, groaning, "I don't want to enter your house. I'll put the bowl here. Just give me a bowl of meat."

Du Qingtan put away his smile and looked at him again and again.

Dr. Bai lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, shrinking his thin figure, as if he was about to cry.

Dugu ran out of it like a gust of wind, and said boldly: "Isn't it just a meal of meat? Come, come, let's have a drink..."

Du Qingtan stopped him, and said to Dr. Bai seriously: "Then wait a moment."

She put hot food and rice in a bowl, put it on the steps, and saluted: "Please."

Dr. Bai glanced at her, pursed the corners of his lips, returned the gift, and left with the food.

Dugu Buqiu looked puzzled: "What's going on?"

Du Qingtan said: "People always have some eccentricities, but there is no need to worry about them."

She counted the number of patients before, and Dr. Bai helped her, so she didn't want to embarrass him.

Dugu Buqiu took a deep look at her, but didn't say anything. After a while, he whispered to Luo Ye: "Take some quicklime and soak it in water, and scrub the door panels and steps."

Luo Ye didn't know why, so he honestly followed his orders.

Just finished working, another guest came.

This time it was Mrs. Zhang from the house opposite.

Aunt Zhang opened her nostrils and sniffed the smell of meat and rice, and handed over half a basket of winter amaranth: "Congratulations on the housewarming, there is nothing good, but winter vegetables are rare, try something new."

Du Qingtan thanked with a smile, and asked Hongye to scoop up a bowl of chicken for her.

Aunt Zhang was very happy, she grabbed Du Qingtan's arm very rudely, pulled her aside and whispered.

"Du Siyao, the old lady sees that you are a good person, so she must remind you! You, stop interacting with Dr. Bai! He saved a beggar and sent him to the ward the day before yesterday. He is a lunatic!

The government office was afraid that he would contract the disease, so he was not asked to go on duty.All the restaurants on the street knew about this and refused to sell food to him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't come to your house to beg for food... You are young, and you still want to have children, right?Pay more attention to this! "