Shangshi female official

Chapter 172 Qingyang Porridge 2
Moxi asked for an order in the morning, and Wang Yifu went to the Imperial Hospital. Three years ago, she liked to stand at the gate at the end of the Imperial Hospital and wait for Du Jingmo. The state of mind at that time can only be missed now, but today she is not waiting for Du Jingmo. Jing Mo, but Cha Yunfan.

When Zha Yunfan came to take charge, he saw Wang Yifu at the door and blinked twice, as if he was surprised that she could come back to the palace. Then he opened the door and asked, "Nv Shi, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

In Wang Yifu's eyes, Zha Yunfan already looked like an adult. When Jingmo was here before, he was just a newcomer, but he was still smart. Every time Du Jingmo was impulsive, he would hide far away, but now his face is numb. A lot.

"Physician Cha, I'm here to find you. I want to inquire about something."

"Then please go back, no matter what, there is no comment."

Zha Yunfan came in and sat at Du Jingmo's original seat. His original table was empty, and it could be seen that there were no new recruits in the hospital.

"For Jingmo's sake."

At the mention of Jingmo, Zha Yunfan seemed a little more excited and said, "I don't want to end up like Doctor Du. Please go back."

"If it's related to the emperor."

Zha Yunfan's hand touched the medical case and paused. The whole room was quiet, except for the sound of the two breathing.

Seeing that he was touched, Wang Yifu continued: "Physician Cha is also a person who grew up reading sage books. The ancients said that a scholar should establish virtue, meritorious service, and make a statement. In life, he must cultivate righteousness, and in death he must be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth. Imperial Physician Cha can do that." If you choose to be wise and protect yourself, can the imperial physician be worthy of your heart?"

At this time, a few more people came in from the Taiyuan Hospital, and it became more and more lively. Zha Yunfan glanced at the seniors chatting in front of him, and his voice became louder, and he said: "Use more ginger and red dates in your diet. Your hands and feet will be warmed by it." Some."

Wang Yifu took over and said with a smile: "Thank you, Imperial Physician, please write some more medicines, so that we can change our dining room more."

With a blank expression on his face, Zha Yunfan took out a piece of paper from the drawer, rubbed a pen and wrote on half of the paper, blew on the ink stains, and handed it to Wang Yifu, saying: "These medicines can be used as food or medicine, but Don't use too much."

Wang Yifu took the paper and said with a smile: "Thank you, Dr. Cha."

Wang Yifu left the imperial hospital, went back to the imperial dining room, took out the paper from the corner of the yellow bamboo shelf, and looked at it. The medicines written on it were mostly ginseng and deer antler and other yang-replenishing medicinal materials, and the word Li was written in the gap.

Wang Yifu threw this piece of paper into the stove and burned it. In the imperial dining room, she looked at the dishes prepared for the empress one by one. It is now summer, and more cold and appetizing dishes were prepared, and the hot pot was removed. More than half, add a watermelon cheese.

After a round of inspections, she went to Concubine Li's dining room to have a look. Concubine Li was a dancer who was presented by the Kingdom of Jin that year, and the history of Jin Dynasty left two female cooks in the dining room. The official positions of the two women's historians, but the courteous treatment did not seem to be in exchange for the gratitude of the people of the Jin Kingdom.

Several people were busy in the dining room, and when they saw her official uniform, they all bowed slightly and saluted, as did the Jin people. She smiled and said, "I competed with you two that year. I wonder if you two remember it."

The original words spoken by the two female historians are not very standard, but the meaning is still clear, "The grace of adults is hard to forget for young people."

Wang Yifu saw that something was cooking on the stove behind them. It was still early, and most dining rooms were still processing ingredients. She was curious and asked, "I wonder what hometown food you two are cooking?"

"It's a dish called Qingyang porridge."

"Qingyang porridge? What is that?"

"It's a porridge made with mutton, leeks, and abalone. It mainly tastes of salty meat and seafood. Your Majesty, I like this dish very much."

After hearing her show off with something meaningful in her words, Wang Yifu just said: "You have worked hard to serve the Holy One."

Wang Yifu left with a smile. Not far away, she felt someone was watching her from behind. She turned around suddenly, and the person hurriedly hid behind the tree. She was so ashamed that she said, "Come out, I've seen you." ”

The court lady came out with her head down, Wang Yifu recognized that she was from Concubine Li's dining room just now, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The maid looked back and whispered, "The porridge is not for Concubine Li, but for the Emperor."

She spoke short and fast, and ran away without giving Wang Yifu any chance to ask questions.

Wang Yifu watched her run away, and went back first to prepare the queen's lunch. She made red grilled mutton and fried vegetable balls, and the eunuch carrying the meal carried the food away while it was hot.

After noon, she went to the Sixth Bureau and First Division to find Mo Xi.

Mo Xi was in the public hall of Shang Shi Bureau, studying the quantity of stored seafood and dry goods with Grandma Chen. Grandma Chen saw her and asked: "Although you have a rest in the afternoon, why did you come so far back?"

"Two adults, I have something to ask."

"What's the matter, you can ask."

"Did your majesty eat the food delivered by Concubine Li at noon?"

Mo Xi shook his head and said, "I am serving as a waiter today, and the emperor's lunch is all food sent from the imperial kitchen. But..."

"But what?"

"But after lunch, the emperor recruited Concubine Li to take a nap."

Nanny Chen felt something was wrong when she heard it, she leaned forward and asked Wang Yifu, "What do you suspect? Just tell me."

"Today I went to the imperial hospital to look for Zha Yunfan, and wanted to find out whether Imperial Physician Qian was serious about serving the emperor, but Zha Yunfan refused to say anything when he saw me. When someone was around, he just wanted to send me away.

I guessed it was inconvenient for him to speak, so I asked him to write me a prescription, which was full of Yang-tonifying medicines and written in Li characters.

I think he asked me to start with Li Concubine. At noon I went to Li Concubine’s dining room to see it, and a young palace maid told me that the dishes in Li Concubine’s dining room were not for Li Concubine, but for the emperor. "

"What kind of food?"

"Qingyang porridge, said to be cooked with mutton, leeks, and abalone."

After hearing this, Nanny Chen slapped the table and said angrily, "Your Majesty is weak, how can I make up for this kind of thing..."

As soon as Wang Yifu heard it, she thought of the speculation in her heart that she talked to Mo Xi yesterday, and then asked: "Nurse, is there something wrong with the emperor's body?"

Mother Chen sighed heavily with an "ah", and continued: "I'm old, I thought it was because the emperor is getting older, his complexion is not as rosy as before, his appetite is normal, and his expression is a little lax, which seems to be a symptom of being weak on the outside. .

But I am not a doctor, so I don't know the diagnosis.The green sheep porridge you mentioned is not made of mutton, but you are young and don't understand these things. This porridge is a porridge for strengthening yang cooked with sheep whip, epimedium, and leeks. "

Wang Yifu's heart immediately became clear, why did Mo Xi not doubt it when she heard last night that Concubine De's goal was the emperor, and she wanted to do things as soon as possible, she must have discovered something was wrong, but she couldn't be sure.

(End of this chapter)