Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 48 Oil residue and poetry

"Sister, how much money does it cost to buy these things?"

"It's not worth a few bucks..."

"The material of this dress is really slippery, and the color is so fresh and tender, and it cost my sister a lot..."

"Deducted from your wages?"

"……Oh."

"Just for fun. Idiot, I'll give it to you."

In the twelfth lunar month, the sky has cooled down again.

There is a charcoal stove burning in Xin Yi's house, and the fiery red charcoal fire reflects a few childish and young faces, making them warm.

The three children were playing, Xiangling and Liangren were cleaning up the ingredients and supplies that Xin Yi had brought back, and tried on new clothes, their little faces were bright red, and joy was jumping between their eyebrows.

Laughter came from far away.

Next door, Mrs. Liu was lying on the bed, too angry to speak.

The sum of money she saved by digging the belly of the whole family was all paid to the prodigal son for the belly money of the happy woman, and she didn't dare to cry in front of Zhang Zhengxiang, she hated Xin Yi from the bottom of her heart.

Every laugh from Xin Yi's family was like a slap on Liu's face.

She hated it, spit after mouthful.

Not long after, the smell of boiled lard came over...

It is rare for Xin Yi to have the opportunity to cook, so he specially bought some ingredients and came back today, wanting to try to make some home-cooked dishes that he has been craving for a long time.

After coming to Bianjing for so long, what she is most unaccustomed to is eating.

She boiled a can of lard, cut the chicken into diced chicken, added green onion and ginger to marinate it, scooped a few slices of sauerkraut from Uncle Zhang’s jar, made a sauerkraut diced chicken, and chopped the meat stuffing , make meatballs, cook oil residue and green vegetables together, and make a simple dipping sauce...

Take a sip and almost swallow your tongue.

Sure enough, the most delicious thing is to make things by yourself...

Just as the hot sauerkraut and chicken came out of the pot, there was a sound from outside the courtyard.

"Is Miss Zhang at home?"

Xin Yi shivered, motioned for his beloved to watch the fire, wiped his hands and went out, opened the gate of the wooden fence, and looked at Duan Sui who was a lot taller than her.

"Does Guard Duan have something to do with me?"

Duan Sui sniffed and his stomach growled.

"What delicious food does your family make? It's so delicious!"

Xin Yi looked at him suspiciously, "Guard Duan? If you're okay, I'm going to eat."

Seeing that she was about to close the door, Duan Sui hurriedly reached out to stop her, "Don't, don't, there's business, big, important—"

He said with a playful smile, and took out an envelope.

"Master Jiu gave it to me, take it."

Xin Yi glanced at the envelope. The high-quality paper was painted with golden auspicious clouds and peonies in full bloom. It was elegant.

She took it silently, didn't open the package, but put it up to the tip of her nose and sniffed it, "This... use cloves, sandalwood, nard pine, and tonka in half, a little bit of fresh brain, and half of fennel. can be made..."

After finishing speaking, she returned the envelope to Duan Sui.

"Very good incense, just right for letter paper."

Duan Sui was stunned for a while, then burst out laughing.

"Who asked you this? Tomorrow there will be a poetry meeting in Daxiangguo Temple, and our county king asked you to go with us. This is a post from the poetry meeting... Take it!"

Poetry?

Fu Jiuqu invited her?
Xin Yi laughed.

"Is your ninth master's eyesight okay? I look like someone who can write poetry?"

Duan Sui gave a weird smile, "I don't think so either. The king of the county wants you to take the two young gentlemen to see and see. In the future, the two young gentlemen will still learn poetry and prose... "

Xin Yi: "I have something to do tomorrow."

She refused flatly. Seeing Duan Sui's stunned face, she took the envelope and smiled again, "However, in order to thank the county king for his kindness, I'd like to give you a poem. I'll trouble Guard Duan to take it back."

After pondering for a while, Xin Yi said: "I want to ascend to heaven and sky, I want to cross water and water without bridges, I want to go up mountains and mountains with dangerous roads, and I want to draw wells and springs away. Yueren's emerald green quilt is this evening, independent of sandy rivers and green grass. Ziyan flies west to send books, where can I meet visitors in Baiyun?"

Duan Sui scratched his head and repeated the words.

"Your poetry?"

Xin Yi smiled, "Yes, I did."

Duan Sui let out a hey, and squinted at her, obviously unwilling to believe it.

"What does this poem mean?"

"Your ninth master understands."

Xin Yi smiled and turned back to call Xiang Ling, "Go get a food box, fill it with the oil residue we boiled, sprinkle with powdered sugar, let Guard Duan take it back, and give the county king a taste of the people's home-cooked food..."

Duan Sui's mouth was slightly open, and he closed it after a while.

"Thank you!"

The sound of hooves went away.

Mrs. Liu next door, who was lying by the window listening, retracted through gritted teeth and spat.

"Little whore, I'm bah!"

……

Xin Yi came back holding the letter, and the three children were sitting obediently waiting for her. The dishes on the table were set without moving a single bite.

"Eat it. Why don't you eat it? It should be cold in a while."

"Wait for you." San Nian looked at her obediently, then pouted again, "I will go to the poetry meeting with you tomorrow. I will also go to school in the future, and I will be proficient in poetry..."

Er Nian: "I want to go too."

Yi Nian was silent, looking at Xin Yi with complicated eyes.

Xin Yi patted San Nian's head, sat down, picked up chopsticks, and picked up a diced chicken for her.

"Who said I'm going to the poetry meeting?"

San Nian looked at her stubbornly, "I heard it just now, Uncle Fu invited you to go, and asked you to bring your eldest brother and second brother... Mom, Sanbao wants to go too."

A small hand slowly grabbed Xin Yi's sleeve, shaking it.

"mother……"

Xin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that this child loves to be coquettish, and he would get excited when given some sunshine, so he had to lower his face and stare at her.

"Eat. It's an adult's business. Children don't talk too much."

How could Fu Jiuqu invite her to some poetry meeting at this time?Isn't such a romantic thing the way the romantic young man and the passionate lady talk about love in ancient story books?

Xin Yi had just read it, and there was indeed a post in the envelope.

Since Fu Jiuqu would not sincerely ask her to go to the poetry meeting, then this post has another meaning...

However, no matter what, she must go to the Medicine King Pagoda.The two had an agreement first, and I hope Fu Jiuqu can understand what she means and cooperate tacitly.

"Sister." Xiang Ling sat down after serving a meal, and suddenly said: "It seems that there are more new faces in the village."

Xin Yi looked up at her: "Really?"

Xiang Ling nodded, and pointed her eyes at her lover, "Tell sister quickly."

The good man said: "I went to pull weeds in the field in the morning, and saw two tall men with very handsome faces."

Xin Yi groaned, his voice turned cold, "Where did they go?"

The beloved shook his head, "They walked up the canal and disappeared after a while. Sister, I saw that they were carrying knives."

Xin Yi ate slowly, his expression unchanged.

"Tonight, lock the door. Later, I will ask my uncle which family has puppies, and take two of them back to look after the house."

Xiangling and her lover nodded together, the three little ones were already excited, and remembered the name of the pup who hadn't met yet...

Xin Yi lowered his eyes, and the speed of eating slowed down significantly.

When it was dark, the temperature plummeted, and the first heavy snow fell in Bianjing City since the beginning of winter. There were numerous snowflakes, swaying a pale world.

Nighthawk's shrill cry pierced through the palace wall.

The bustling city of Bianjing is as brightly lit as ever.

What Xin Yi didn't know was that not only Fu Jiuqu received a secret letter, but also two other letters with similar content were presented to the desks of Cao Yi, the Secretary of the Palace, and Zhang Yaozhuo of Kaifeng Mansion at the same time.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

That night, Xin Yi slept like never before, sleeping until dawn without having a single dream.Opening his eyes, his lover had already prepared breakfast, and the three little ones, led by Xiang Ling, took a jar to collect snow in the yard.

Xin Yi stretched under the eaves.

The snow has stopped, the earth is still asleep, and the sky is dark.

The Yaowang Pagoda is said to be in the north of Zhangjia Village, but in fact, there is still a long way to go from here.

Xin Yi didn't delay, and after eating something, he called his lover and Xiang Ling into the room and explained some things to them.

The two little girls watched her insert a sharp knife into her waist and tie it up, their voices changed from nervousness.

"Sister, that dilapidated pagoda has been dilapidated for a long time, and few people usually go there. I heard from my mother that after being struck by lightning, it is often haunted by ghosts... In the past, some people did not believe in evil and wanted to go in to steal money and treasures, but no one went in anymore. Come out. Sister, do you really want to go alone?"

"Let your beloved go with you."

"No need." Xin Yi's eyes were silent, and he blinked a playful smile, "No one can do for me what I should face."

Fate brought her here, facing such a weird case, she must uncover the truth by herself.She should come, she can't avoid it.If this is her mission of crossing, then she chooses to face it... Anyway, this is a world of paper people, if she really loses her life, she might go back.

"Sister, don't go, we are afraid..."

Xin Yi pursed his lips and smiled, took out the post from his bosom, and handed it to his lover.

"If I don't return tonight, you will take the three little ones to find the King of Guangling tomorrow."

Xiang Ling was about to cry, "Sister."

The beloved also grabbed Xin Yi's hand eagerly, "Sister, you must come back, we will wait for you at home."

Xin Yi nodded, didn't say much, picked up the back basket on the ground, and strode away as usual when going out to collect medicine.

　See you tomorrow, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)