Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 650
Xin Yi was startled.

Fu Jiuqu's cheeks were tense, and he looked at her with dark eyes.

It seems to be exploring, and it seems to be thinking.

Xin Yi: "What did Jingli say?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Let Eleven hit the mark."

His voice was low and heavy, "In May, the capital flooded, the river broke its embankment, the water level rose, the gates were broken, and tens of thousands of public and private houses were destroyed. People in the city could not pass without rafts, and countless people and animals were killed and injured... ..."

Xin Yi frowned slightly, feeling a little rejoiced besides being sad.

"Mother and Master, are they all right?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head, and continued: "Si Tianjian also said that this is a warning from the heavens, and the catastrophe is due to the failure of the weather. From the beginning of the year to the fifth month, the celestial phenomena changed, and there were endless rumors. All of this is due to the undecided crown prince. Unrest caused. The ministers ask the officials to pay attention to the ancestral temple and establish the emperor's heir."

"Let's talk nonsense!"

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, "If you don't pull out the heaven, earth, god and ghost as a stick, they won't be able to talk, will they?"

Fu Jiuqu took a deep look at her, his eyes darkened.

"The matter of setting up a reserve has become the biggest dispute in the court. The two governments have frequently submitted letters, and the admonishing officials are forcing each other to die. On the other side of the government, it seems to be in a state of desperation, and there are floods and natural disasters. Alas, life and people are in catastrophe..."

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Xin Yi didn't sleep well that night. In her dream, she was washed into the Bian River by the overwhelming flood.In the middle of the night, I broke out in a cold sweat. When I woke up, I heard the sound of rain ticking on the blue tiles and the thunder that shook the sky. I was in shock and didn't know where I was.

The rain didn't stop until dawn, and Fu Jiuqu left before dawn.It turns out that not only the capital was affected by the disaster, rivers burst their embankments, river dams were washed away, floods flooded, and the world suffered catastrophe.

As the magistrate of Yangzhou, Fu Jiuqu could no longer sleep peacefully.

After he went out in the morning in the heavy rain, he never came back.

Yangzhou is close to the canal and has well-developed waterways, so it was not spared.Villages and towns outside the city, low-lying people in the city, countless victims of the disaster, everywhere are asking for money, food, and relief. The government is busy with disaster relief, moving people, and appeasing the victims.

Xin Yi was both distressed and happy.

I feel sorry for him who has worked so hard and suffered so much, and I am glad that my husband is a good man with a sense of responsibility.

The torrential rain did not gradually subside until noon, and Xin Yi watched anxiously at the pool of water in the courtyard, finished his lunch tastelessly, put Xian Yu to sleep, asked Xing Yuan to prepare the four treasures of the study, and sent a few letters to Beijing .

This is the fifth letter home he has sent back recently.

The Princess's Mansion, Di's Mansion, Founding Marquis' Mansion, and Xinyi Pharmacy were not missed.

She had predicted the flood long ago, but she put it mildly in the letter, saying that it was a fairy dream.Fearing that they would not take it seriously, they sent out repeated reminders every now and then.

But even so, when she learned that the flood was really coming, she was still uneasy, and she had to know the current situation in Beijing.

After writing the letter, she handed it to Xingyuan.

"Send it back to Bianjing quickly."

Seeing her serious expression, Xingyuan nodded.

Xin Yi said again: "Don't disturb Master Jiu, he's busy, so don't make him worry."

Xingyuan: "My servant understands."

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From this day on, the first thing Xin Yi does when he wakes up every morning is to ask the girl to ask if there is a letter from Bianjing.It is a pity that Yangzhou is too far away from Bianjing, and under the influence of floods, the post office was also hindered.

She never received a reply from Bianjing, and felt uneasy.

In a blink of an eye, Xianyu turned one year old.

On the first birthday, Xin Yi woke up early in the morning with twitching eyelids.However, everyone in Zhizhou Mansion rejoiced for Xianyu's first birthday, and she didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

"Catch the week, catch the week."

"My little brother caught the week."

The first birthday ceremony was organized by Xiangling. It was simple and lively. Not too many people were invited, but all kinds of etiquette were complete.

Xianyu's head was shaved off, except for a pinch of horns on the top of his head. He was wearing a brand-new boy's clothes, and was sitting on the mat, ready to scratch.

There was constant laughter and laughter in the hall, staring at the little brother helplessly.

However, the little brother was not in a hurry, and opened his big dark eyes to look at the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, book, fan, coin, jewelry, food, flowers, fruit, etc., and finally swished to the ground. In the past, grab the most inconspicuous abacus in the corner.

With a hook of the little hand, he hugged it and shook it vigorously.

The abacus beads rattled and rattled.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha... attracting wealth and treasure!"

"Good abacus, good abacus. There is a lot of money!"

"Xiao Yu'er is a person who knows how to plan carefully."

Seeing everyone's joy, Xin Yi couldn't help laughing, and shyly envied Yu Yu's little face, "Why does he plan carefully? I think he is a master who loves money like his life."

Fu Jiuqu looked at the mother and child lovingly, and smiled, "Like a mother, like a son."

Xin Yi burst out laughing, "You're a good boy when you get a bargain. Such a lady who knows how to manage the house thriftyly, and such a son who loves money like his life, you can have fun secretly."

There was another burst of jubilation in the room.

Xin Yi took the abacus from Xianyu's hands, and just bent down to hug him up, when suddenly there was the sound of footsteps outside, walking very close, interrupting the joy in the room.

"Ninth Master..."

The person who came was Liang Yi. After seeing the excitement in the room, he didn't say much.

Fu Jiuqu exchanged glances with him, nodded at Xin Yi, and went out silently.

These days, Fu Jiuqu is busy with flood affairs, and it is normal for people to be called away.But Xin Yi looked at the figure that was getting further and further away, and the wrists holding the child were inexplicably weak.

She had a bad feeling.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is shining after the flood, and the temperature is extremely high.

Fu Jiuqu came back around dusk. Xin Yi had just sent away the guests who had gone to the banquet. Seeing that there was no emotion on his face, he avoided the servants and pulled him into the room.

"What happened? What did Liang Yi ask you for?"

Usually she doesn't ask too many questions.Fu Jiuqu took a serious look at her, sat down firmly on the chair, and spoke slowly.

"Today, there are a few vendors who came back from the capital, talking nonsense in the wine shop... I went to check the situation."

Talking nonsense in the wine shop is enough to alarm Liang Yi, but how could it alarm Fu Jiuqu?
The uneasiness in Xin Yi's heart surfaced again.

"Did something happen in Jingli?"

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu did not deny it.

"Didn't you receive a letter that day? Aren't they all okay?"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her sullenly, "We were deceived by them."

Fearing that family members will worry, it is normal to report good news but not bad news.

Xin Yi gasped, "You mean... what happened to them?"

Fu Jiuqu: "This flood is more severe than in previous years. Di's mansion was severely affected, and my benefactor, the old man... still didn't listen to the persuasion, and moved his family to Daxiangguo Temple to avoid the water..."

Xin Yi was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.

"Didn't you remind him?"

"Remind." Fu Jiuqu frowned very tightly, "I specially asked Wei Mao to deliver the key to Senior Brother Jiwu, hand over a courtyard next to Daxiangguo Temple to him, and prepare food in the courtyard clothing..."

Xin Yi was anxious: "Then why didn't they go?"

"The other courtyard was flooded."

"Ah!?" Xin Yi couldn't believe it.

The Daxiangguo Temple was not flooded, so why was the other courtyard flooded?

Fu Jiuqu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark eyes were like a cold moon.

"The dam near the river in the other courtyard was washed away by the flood, and the wall collapsed. The flood flooded into the courtyard, and it was muddy, making it impossible to live in."

"..."

The air was suddenly quiet.

Fu Jiuqu rubbed his forehead and said softly:

"Is this God's will?"

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, held his hand, and found that his palm was wet with sweat, but the back of his hand was cold.

"It will be fine. You should hurry up and write to your adoptive father to tell him to be careful. Also, look at the official's house, can you send a letter in advance? We can't wait for the situation to develop, we have to take countermeasures." .”

Fu Jiuqu nodded and shook hands with her tightly.

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In the middle of the night, the clapper rang, as if it came from a distant dream.

Xin Yi woke up again from the nightmare of the flood. She struggled to open her eyes and found Fu Jiuqu sitting by the window.

The night is long and the new moon is like a hook.

Outside the window, the sycamore tree penetrated the darkness of the night and swayed in the wind...

There seems to be the voice of a distant singer in the night sky, babbling and singing sad tunes.

It was hard for Xin Yi to fall asleep again, "Ninth Brother..."

Fu Jiuqu turned around: "Did I wake you up?"

"I'm having a nightmare."

Xin Yi picked up the woven cotton cloak that Fu Jiuqu had put on his clothes, put it on his shoulders, and gently kneaded it twice.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Fu Jiuqu took her hand, made her sit beside her, and hugged her shoulders from behind.Xin Yi approached docilely, and her black hair was so softly attached to his body, she was extremely cute.

"Is there a goblin seducing you outside?"

Fu Jiuqu smiled and said, "The little goblin is in my arms, who can seduce her?"

Xin Yi snorted: "It's strange. It seems that you are dishonest."

The long-lost coquettish, numbness swayed into my heart.Fu Jiuqu smiled slightly, helped her sit up, got up and lit the glazed lamp beside the Luohan chair.

The flames spit out a warm orange light in the breeze, which is really beautiful.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Xin Yi looked up at him, and asked again: "Thinking about the family in Beijing? Are you worried about them?"

Fu Jiuqu hugged her into his arms, stroked her long hair, and said softly, "I also had a nightmare."

Xin Yi seldom heard him talk about these things, and was slightly surprised, "What did you dream about?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "I dreamed that I was locked in a transparent box that looked like a coffin, surrounded by people in white clothes, robes and scarves..."

He frowned, as if he didn't know how to describe it, and slowly uttered two words: "Ghost."

(End of this chapter)