Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 175
"Uncle Wu, you have taken this medicine twice, and your stomach is still unwell, why don't you see another doctor." Jiang Chengfu scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Uncle Wu's mouth.

After eating plain porridge for five or six days in a row, even the pickles that served with the porridge were rinsed with warm water to wash away the oil stars attached to it, Jiang Wensheng's mouth was about to fade out.

However, his body is not up to the mark, he really wants to eat meat and drink, and show off the wildness of culture, but at this time, the lingering sickness is the sequelae of wildness, and the parts in his stomach are on strike, so he can't help but eat whatever he wants .

"Change, change!" You must change quickly, no matter how ill you come and go like a mountain, you shouldn't have so many bowls of bitter medicine soup, and there will be no improvement at all!He is so hungry that his stomach hurts even more!What kind of quack doctors are hired in the mansion!
"Wait for me to change clothes, let's go out of the house now, I know a doctor who I know." Jiang Wensheng has a vigorous temperament, he said that he must do everything immediately, and now he is waiting for his servants to change his body and go out Big clothes and a sedan chair.

Jiang Chengfu naturally followed to the left and right, and he couldn't help being a little puzzled when he saw the sedan chair walking towards Beicheng.

The status of doctors in this dynasty is not low. To learn medicine, you have to be led by a master, and then teach you hand in hand. If you don’t have ten or eight years, you are not qualified to practice medicine independently. Therefore, to be a doctor, at least have some family background. Anyway, few are really poor Yes, let alone, I'm in a lowly family.

It's not that people with humble backgrounds don't have this intelligence and perseverance, but people with low professions are not allowed to practice medicine. Even if they were born as serious doctors at the beginning, it is impossible to continue practicing medicine after their registration is gone.

Beicheng is the residence of people of low status, there are really no good people living here, even ordinary poor people would rather live in a leaky house in the south city than come to the north city.

In this dynasty, where there is a world of difference between good nationality and status, cheap karma is always looked down upon.

Passing through the Caimen of Beicheng, the street became bustling and bustling. From time to time, Miss Enkedian appeared, and the bridal sedan chairs flew past them, leaving only the ringing of ringing bells.

The tortoise slave wearing a green turban, the girl holding a pipa, the emerald prostitute, the actor in costume and make-up, Jiang Chengfu was stunned by everything here.

He was still a young boy, how could he have seen such amorous feelings before.

Jiang Wensheng kept coughing in the sedan chair to remind himself that his nephew should not stare too blankly. He felt that his intestines were not healed and his lungs were also bad.

After finally reaching the destination, Jiang Chengfu rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. He knew his fault, he couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman, and he almost suffered a big loss because of this, and he hasn't recovered from it until now.

But the man who was more beautiful than a woman just now, the brothel girl who was more temperamental than a serious official girl, and even the girl who followed them, were many times more beautiful than the one in Anqing Mansion.

He really realized that he was a frog in a well before, and he had too little experience. What nine beautiful pictures, Zhao Dongli was right, they could be thrown away, they were just rubbish.

He just doesn't know if he will find Jiumeilai worthy of his writing if he sees more and has a higher vision.The capital city is not Anqing. He is only the youngest son of a fifth-rank official here. No one will buy him.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Come in with me." Jiang Wensheng ordered his servants to knock on the door just now, and now he has stepped into a small courtyard with two entrances, leaving only Jiang Chengfu standing there blankly, looking dazed. The appearance of the genus.

The owner of the yard is a woman, to be precise, a beautiful woman who has passed her forty years but still has a charm.She nodded slightly towards Jiang Wensheng, and lightly parted her vermilion lips: "Wulang is here." Her attitude was very familiar.

"How is Su Niang?" Jiang Wensheng asked with a smile: "I brought my nephew here to bother me. I hope Su Niang will not blame me for coming here uninvited."

"The door of this concubine's body is always open to Goro, please come inside."

Qin Su looked at Jiang Wensheng's face, which was a little lighter than when he saw him last time, and suddenly understood his reason for coming.

The slender and well-maintained jade fingers rested on Jiang Wensheng's wrist, and then checked his tongue coating and asked about the cause of the disease. Qin Su picked up a pen and splashed ink, and wrote the name of the medicine on a sheet of paper: "Five bowls of water are boiled into one bowl. If you take it beforehand and take it three times in a row, you should be almost cured."

Jiang Chengfu silently stepped forward to take the prescription. The Taoist is really not good for appearances. This beautiful woman still has an unconscious air of dust before she raises her hands and feet. The way he paused, he thought he had great medical skills.

Only a female doctor is a rarity. The female doctor in Beicheng may have a story about her~
A group of people went to get some medicine. Because Jiang Wensheng had been ill for many days, he couldn't eat enough every day, and he had no energy. He was exhausted after sitting in a sedan chair for a quarter of an hour, so he went back to the house directly.

From Su Niang's house until Jiang Wensheng lay down and rested again, he didn't mention who Su Niang was or how he met him, making Jiang Chengfu anxious beside him, feeling like dozens of cats were scratching in his heart.

Until he returned to his small courtyard, Jiang Chengfu was still full of curiosity, lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

Also staying up all night is Jiang Wensheng, alas, every time he has to rack his brains to find a plausible excuse to meet each other in a hurry, he knows that he is someone who will never be together, but he just forgets not drop.

In the darkness, he looked at the dark color cast by the window sill. There was a Clivia plant, which was not considered a famous product, and it was almost raised to death. It faded within a few days.

Drinking two bowls of steaming medicine every day is an unbearable burden for a potted flower.
His minor ailment has never been good. The fundamental reason is that he has never taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor.

Su Niang, it is enough to know that everything is fine with you and that you are living a good life.

As for never wanting to marry a wife and have children, does it have anything to do with Su Niang?At the beginning, maybe there was, and he had fantasized about being able to take her to Jiang's residence, even if he didn't have the official status of a big lady, he would never treat him badly.

But later he understood, in the back house, there is no status, just being loved is not enough, the etiquette is still overriding, how can he be allowed to spoil his concubine and kill his wife?

So he also wants to marry a good wife and cut off this unrequited love, but after meeting such a perfect woman, other women have become vulgar fans, how can they fall into his eyes again?

He didn't want to settle down, that's why he stayed alone.Every time he saw his mother's eyes dimming again and again, he felt a little distressed and regretful.

If not, I still follow my mother's wish and marry one of them casually to complete the task.

(End of this chapter)