Exquisite ingenuity

Chapter 277
There was a lot of movement in the house, outside the house Mrs. Zhu was standing quietly in a secluded place, and the maid beside her was holding the steaming and fragrant emerald soup, her hands were a little sore.

When Zhao Jinyun came out, she quickly hid to the side, watching Shi Sanlang being carried out like a big rice dumpling.And her daughter, with angry eyes wide open, followed with a murderous look.

A group of people left in a mighty manner.

Mrs. Zhu suddenly said: "Divide this emerald jade soup, and you all eat it."

The servant girl replied in fear, and watched Zhu's figure stagger away.

The servant girl suddenly felt that the world of the Zhao family was about to change.

Zhao Jinyi, the fourth girl in the second room, seems to be really sick.

That day, the fourth aunt took the fourth girl out to see a doctor. After a long time, the servants of the first room and the third room all saw it. When the fourth girl came back, it was Wuyi, the maid next to the second room wife, and the two maids next to the fourth room. The fourth girl came in with her arms.

Those with sharp eyes could still see clearly, but Mei Ran's eyes were red.

Not long after the fourth girl came back, people with a keen sense of smell could smell the strong smell of medicine.

None of this mattered, the most important thing was that the fourth uncle did not come back with him.

Mrs. Ma, who was in charge of shopping in the kitchen of the big house, was the most talkative: "Maybe, the fourth girl is seriously ill, and the fourth son-in-law is so cruel that he abandoned the fourth girl."

This is very possible.After all, the fourth girl and the fourth son-in-law are not married yet, and the girl is seriously ill, and her future husband resigns from her marriage. There are not uncommon examples in the capital.

Someone sighed: "The girls of our Zhao family are not lucky."

Everyone was a little embarrassed.That's right, no matter if it's the big family, the second family or the third family, the Zhao family, which looked as beautiful as a bunch of flowers a few months ago, suddenly has an unstoppable decline.

The Eldest Master is still in prison, the Eldest Wife is still sick, the Eldest Aunt and the Eldest Wife quarreled and ran away, and the Second Aunt went to Lingnan, but there is no letter back yet, what face does their Eldest House have? Talk about the second room.

Everyone suddenly had some guesses: the Zhao family will not just go downhill right now?Then these slaves, they have to find their next home quickly!
The fourth sister is sick, so she must visit her.

Zhao Jinqing ordered the maid to pick out some Yikehua snacks, put them in boxes, and wanted to visit the second room.

The door of the second room was entered, but was stopped by Mrs. Wu.

Wu's face was very kind: "It will be a good day for you in a few days. Your fourth sister is indeed ill. It will be bad if you get sick."

Zhao Jinqing looked at the second aunt Wu, who had little contact with her, and was a little afraid after all: "My niece can save me. My niece is just worried. It's my niece's wedding that bumped into my fourth sister, which made my fourth sister feel ill..."

Wu's expression remained the same as usual: "Your Fourth Sister is just suffering from the occasional cold, and she will be fine in a few days, and it won't delay your wedding."

Zhao Jinqing was pitiful: "Second aunt, niece doesn't mean that..."

Someone outside announced: "Mrs. Yibiao, Mr. Yibiao is here."

A smile floated on Wu's face: "Wu Yi, send Miss Wu out."

Zhao Jinqing had no choice but to resign.

On the way out, Zhao Jinqing and Wu Ji, the righteous cousin of the fourth sister, happened to run into each other.Wu Ji turned sideways politely: "Girl, please."

Zhao Jinqing smiled slightly, watching from the corner of the eye the tall Wu Ji followed the maid into the Chuhuamen.

Fourth sister's righteous cousin, he was rather handsome.Zhao Jinqing thought so.She was about to leave, but she smelled a familiar fragrance that seemed vaguely absent.

Wu Ji was invited by Mrs. Wu to treat her daughter.Her daughter was poisoned and fell into a coma. In desperation, the Wu family immediately thought of her natal family.

Although Wu Ji never said that he was good at detoxification, what if he hit the right path.

This is also the first time that Wu Ji did not meet his aunt Yi in the company of his foster father Wu Nianbai.

The young man has lost the embarrassment he felt when he first arrived in the capital, and has become more graceful and dignified.His originally tanned skin gradually became fairer.If Wu Ji hadn't opened his mouth, outsiders would take a quick look and would never think that he was a foreigner who had just arrived in the capital.

After inspecting Zhao Jinyi's wound, Wu Ji raised his eyebrows: "The medical workers on the wound treated it well. It's just that the poisoned arrowhead, have you got it back?"

Wu shook her head: "Not really."

Wu Ji sat down to check his pulse carefully, his brows were lightly frowned twice, and Wu's heart tightened twice.

Wu Ji raised his head, but his expression was as usual: "Don't worry, my cousin is fine, as long as I take more detoxification soup and take care of it carefully, I will wake up in a few days."

These remarks are not different from what Guanshi Hu said.Only then did Wu feel relieved, and asked Wu Ji to stay for dinner: "Let's just stay at home and have a light meal tonight."

Wu Ji politely declined: "Nephew originally wanted to visit Mr. Xiao's family according to the agreement. This time I won't accompany my aunt, and I will bring him to visit with my adoptive father next time."

Wu had no choice but to give up, but still gave Wu Ji a bag full of tips: "This is a little love from my aunt."

Wu Ji accepted it generously, and after saying goodbye to Mrs. Wu, he walked very fast with his long legs, and soon passed the gate of Kanglefang.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, rushing home, and there was a carriage waiting quietly in a corner where no one was paying attention. After Wu Ji approached calmly, he went straight into the carriage.

The light in the carriage was dim, and one person sat in the middle, looking at Wu Ji with burning eyes.

"How?" He asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

Wu Ji looked at the man: "Miss Zhao Si is not in good health, if the arrow misses a bit, she must die."

The man's face was heavy: "Xu Sui is very sick."

Wu Ji didn't speak.The master scolded Xuan Sui for being seriously ill, but his feelings for Zhao Jinyi and the entire Zhao family were also unpredictable.Sometimes, he wished that the Zhao family would die, but in the blink of an eye, he cared about the Zhao family very much.Perhaps, Master was ill twenty years ago.In the past twenty years, he heard the master mention many names when he was drunk, among which the most mentioned one was Zhao Chengjiao who lingered in the master's heart.

The man paused for a while, and then said: "This is my new prescription. If you follow the prescription to treat Aunt Xiao Yang, she will recover faster. By the day Xiao Yang gets married, he must be looking very good."

Wu Ji took the thin paper.

The man waved his hand: "Go."

Wu Ji got out of the carriage, and the carriage left slowly.

He looked down at the prescription.The master used Liu Gongquan's style, and the writing was exceptionally excellent.Xiao Yang's aunt, You Shi, accidentally saw the prescription written by the master last time, and her spirit suddenly improved day by day. Now she can take care of herself completely, and she can even scrub Xiao Yang's body.

Yushi is smart.He didn't say it, and Youshi didn't mention it, but Wu Ji clearly felt that Youshi was becoming more and more dependent on him.

When the night fell, the Chunguang Pavilion, which was not closed at twelve o'clock, raised lanterns, and it was as bright as day.

King Yong, who left earlier in anger, had a serious face: "Xu Sui is a lunatic! He even shot and killed Song Jingxing in full view. Isn't he afraid that Song Jingxing will expose the king's affairs?"

Xie Ming still had a gentle and refined appearance: "You have known Xuan Sui for decades, is this the first time you have saved him from being a lunatic?"

Suddenly a voice came: "Old Xie, you are speaking ill of me behind my back again."

But I saw a white-faced scholar, wearing a Confucian uniform, approaching slowly.

(End of this chapter)