Quickly wear the host, she is willing to help others

Chapter 12 My son is a love brain (12)

Changyan continued: "I can provide whatever tools or items Miss Chu needs. I need Miss Chu to tell me the purpose. Of course, it is not limited to the basic needs of life. I hope that a generation of strange women can make my son independent."

The son of the original owner is definitely not independent. All the resources and connections in the family have been wasted. He is neither high nor low. He has made no achievements. Apart from his identity, there is nothing that can be remembered. Now he is fine. He abandoned his wife. Abandoned son, unkind and unjust, people will remember him.

Changyan is open-minded and feels that independence is not something that can only be achieved step by step.You can use resources, but you have to gain something.

Changyan's words made Chu Xihe feel uncomfortable all over, as if there was a big hole. But there were too many unexpected things now. These things pushed Chu Xihe to move forward, and did not leave her much time. : "Thank you, Princess. I want to have a Western style wedding, that is..."

Before she finished speaking, Leng Ruoshuang came back with the imperial doctor.

Leng Ruoshuang was so kind that she not only went to the palace to find Dr. Huang, but also invited some of the best doctors in Kyoto.There was a huge group of people.

Although Leng Ruoshuang had already described it to them on the way, it was only when they actually saw Xiao Wuxin that their eyes were opened.Only then did I realize that someone’s bones could be misaligned like this.

All the movable bones in Xiao Wuxin's body were passive, and his meridians and muscles were damaged to a certain extent, but it was expected to be recoverable and he would not lie in bed for too long.

Doctor Huang asked directly: "Wang...how did Mr. Xiao get injured like this?"

The person who injured him must have a very good understanding of the structure of the human body and a high degree of medical skills. He must also have a certain foundation in martial arts to beat an adult man like this, causing him pain and being unable to move, without leaving him missing an arm. A broken leg is not life-threatening.

Changyan glanced at Chu Xihe thoughtfully, making her extremely nervous, and then said as if nothing was wrong: "Mr. Huang, look, I just asked him to walk slower, and he is fine. He was disobedient and fell down. Doctor Huang, is my son seriously injured?"

Changyan's tone was like asking what the weather was like today, without any worry at all.

The imperial doctor and the doctor were both smart people. They knew that there were more or less unknown things in the big family, and they made expressions of sudden realization: "Young Master Xiao fell really hard."

"Come, let's take a look together."

"It's a bit of a hassle, but recovery isn't a problem."

"It would be better to call a few more people."

……

We have a few people for one night, and I talk to each other and discuss a plan.

The process of bone setting can only be endured, and doctors need to make auxiliary judgments based on the patient's look and voice.

Changyan slowly drank a cup of tea without disturbing them.Leaving Chu Xihe to face it directly, Leng Ruoshuang handles the follow-up matters.

Cui Yi took the robe and put it on Chang Yan, and then took out the stove.

Cui Yi looked at the old princess calmly. In the past two days, the old princess seemed to have changed.If it weren't for her personal care, I wouldn't have believed it.

The rain is pattering, hitting the plantains and flowers with different sounds, dripping from the eaves like broken pearls.

"Cui Yi, I remember that your granddaughter is 14 years old." Cui Yi said calmly: "That girl Xiaolian just turned 14 a few days ago."

"Tomorrow, you send her to Zishu and ask her to run with Zishu as best as she can." Changyan pinched off a pink hibiscus flower and gently skimmed off the water on it. "Copy all the poems that Miss Chu recited." Come down and send someone to check the names of places and people in the poems, and give Brother Jing a task to look for allusions in the poems or similar allusions in history books and classics and collect them all. Let Sister Yi, Sister Ya and Sister Ruo will compose music for these poems. Then we will find some scripts for them and gather them together every two days to tell them. As for the scripts, we will choose whatever is popular."

Changyan was very sure that these poems were not written by Chu Xihe herself. She did not know the rhythm and format, and she had not shown any literary talent elsewhere.Poems are all sung, and poems in different formats have fixed tunes and fixed patterns of echoing each other. Only people with amazing talents can break the inherent format and make it exquisite.

Changyan's idea was very simple. She just wanted to force Chu Xihe to pour out all the food in her stomach.

Cui Yi said softly: "No. Princess, I have a question."

Changyan: "Ask."

Cui Yi: "If the princess doesn't want Chu Xihe to marry her, there are so many ways she can do it. Why does she have to go in such a long circle?"

Cui Yi also felt that Chang Yan did this to prevent Chu Xihe from marrying in.

Chu Xihe was arrogant, had no etiquette, no vision, no scheming skills, and no family background.Such a person will never be able to be a mistress, and at most she can only be a concubine.

Changyan put the hibiscus flower on her head: "I am very interested in what is in Chu Xihe's mind. Cuiyi, I have many ways to prevent Chu Xihe from getting married, but I, a good son, am too obsessed with her." He will only threaten him with death. Blindly obstructing him is not a good thing, but will only aggravate his resistance."

A tabby cat jumped down from the beam. Changyan handed the stove to Cui Yi, picked up the tabby cat, and asked: "Let a cat like eating chili peppers, Cui Yi, what would you do if it were you?" Do?"

"Cat... likes eating chili peppers?" Cui Yi hesitated for a moment, then thought for a moment and answered seriously, "Mix the chili peppers with the fish the cat likes to eat. Over time, it will like eating fish."

Changyan asked again: "Is there any other way?"

Cui Yi said decisively: "Then lock it up. Only after eating chili can it eat other things until it develops a habit."

Changyan continued to ask: "Is there any way?"

Cui Yi racked her brains and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything, so she simply asked: "Princess, please give me some advice."

Changyan stroked the cat and walked slowly: "The first method you mentioned is too costly and requires high investment but can easily result in low returns. The second method can easily anger the cat. Once the cat resists, It will scratch, bite, and even go on a hunger strike. If it is a smart cat, it will cooperate and wait for an opportunity to escape, or even never come back. You know, hiring a cat to raise requires going to the government to get paperwork, and it also needs to be done well. Treat, if the cat is abused and ran away, it would not be good to spread the word.”

Cui Yi naturally knew about it. Not many cats were kept nowadays. Rich families called them raccoon slaves. They were fluffy and had a pleasant sound. Many ladies and young ladies liked to keep them for their own pleasure.

People value cats very much because they can catch mice.Food is bigger than the sky. When there are no cats, rats are infested, damaging the food and making it very dirty. People who come into contact with them are prone to diseases. Especially if there are too many rats, it is easy for plague to break out, and many people will die.

Nowadays, only nobles can afford to keep cats. To raise a cat, you need to pay a betrothal gift, whether it is a domestic cat or a wild cat. The difference lies in the different forms.

The cat in the house was a domestic cat that gave birth to cubs. The mother cat was given a betrothal gift, and she went to the government to get paperwork. The paperwork included the cat's color, gender, habits, and three generations of ancestors.

(End of this chapter)