Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 132 Doubt
"I was ordered by my master to go to Chuxiu Palace to take care of my illness. My good master is ill." Mao Tongtong said calmly.

"Ah, my good master is sick, so I should go with my sister. My sister's body is not fully recovered yet, how can I let my sister work alone." Wang said with a smile on her face.

"Master never said to let my sister go, I don't dare to make up my own mind." Mao Tongtong lowered his eyes.

Wang's complexion changed slightly, and she forced a smile and said, "Sister, what are you talking about. We are both masters, and it is our duty to serve a good master when he is ill."

"Oh?" Mao Tongtong looked up at Mrs. Wang, and said, "So, when the master comes back, my sister will go and tell him, don't say I took you there."

Wang did not expect Mao Tongtong to speak so bluntly, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable on his face.No matter how thick-skinned she is, it's not easy to catch up with her at this time.

"The master loves my sister very much, and I can't bear your hard work, so you can rest well in elder brother's place." Mao Tongtong smiled lightly, ignored Wang Shi, and left with Qingzhu.

"Hmph, what's there to be proud of!" Wang spat, her face gloomy.

She thought that Mao Tongtong would take her to the Chuxiu Palace because of face, but she didn't want her to be reticent.

"Don't be angry, don't go if you don't go, it's not a good thing to be sick." Qiaoshuang comforted Wang.

Wang Shi gave her a stare and said, "What do you know!"

Qiaoshuang hurriedly fell silent and lowered her head.Of course she understands the meaning of being ill.But the master didn't give orders, so he ran away so rashly, if he wanted to offend the good master, it would be self-defeating.

Wang went back to the house in a fit of anger, while Mao Tongtong read the script to Wei again in Chuxiu Palace.

If it was a sickness, at most it would be to pat Wei Shi on the back and feed her a glass of water when she coughed.Mao Tongtong didn't do anything.

On the third day of her illness, she took the purse for Wei Shi to Chuxiu Palace, which made Wei Shi appreciate a few words.

"No wonder Eighth Brother has always carried your embroidered purse, this skill is really good." Wei Shi smiled slightly: "Did you learn it when you were at home?"

"Yeah, this servant has worshiped as a teacher." Mao Tongtong replied.

"What an ingenious child." Wei Shi took the purse and looked at it for a while before asking the maid beside him to put it away.

"A good master can actually put some medicinal herbs that are beneficial to the body in the purse, and it will be good for the body." Mao Tongtong suggested.

"Well, that's a good idea. I'll use the purse you embroidered to wrap it in the future." Wei said with a smile.

"I don't know medical skills. But when I was a child, I had a serious illness. When I got better, I carried herbal medicines in my purse. These years, I seldom get sick." Mao Tongtong said.This is the method given by Master Fangcun back then.

In fact, the imperial physicians in the palace may not know about it.But Wei's status is low, and every time the imperial physicians he invites are those with lower medical skills in the imperial hospital.Knowing that she is not valued by Kangxi, why would he bother.

Mao Tongtong originally used his own example to make Wei more believe in this method.But he didn't expect that Wei Shi became interested in her childhood and asked a lot of questions.

Hearing that she was rescued by Master Fang Cun, Wei Shi's eyes lit up.

"You have met Master Fangcun."

"Yeah." Mao Tongtong nodded honestly, and said, "I don't remember that time when I was a child. I was so sick that I didn't know anything about it. I heard it from Er Niang later. But last year when I was staying at my uncle's house, I went to Guangji Temple. One time, I met Master Fang Cun."

"Master Fangcun is rare to see." Wei's eyes were a little envious.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Mao Tongtong asked.

Wei Shi nodded and said: "It's been many years." She smiled, and said again: "I'm afraid there are not many people in this palace who don't believe in Buddhism."

"Having faith is a good thing." Mao Tongtong said with a smile: "With confidence in my heart, no matter how difficult the situation is, I will not despair."

She used to not believe in Buddhism.She often said that fate is in her own hands.Whatever you want, you can get it with your own efforts.

But in ancient times, she no longer dared to say such things.After going through such a strange time travel, she no longer dared to say that there are no ghosts and gods in this world.For women in a disadvantaged position, belief can sometimes give them the strength to survive.

She is actually not a Buddhist now, but she is still in awe of the Buddha.

Wei Shi nodded, thoughtfully, and said, "You speak well."

"I don't understand the truth, I just think so." Mao Tongtong lowered his head shyly.

"If you want to live freely in this palace, you must either be a sensible person or a confused person. The most fearful thing is that you will understand when you should be confused." Wei sighed.

Mao Tongtong was taken aback, Wei Shi was teaching her how to survive in the palace.

"Your servant has made a note." She nodded seriously.

The weather is getting colder, and it has been five days since Ba Ye left Beijing, Wei Shi's illness has not improved, on the contrary, there are signs of getting worse.

"Should I change to an imperial physician?" Mao Tongtong suggested.She always felt that the prescription was wrong.

"It's the same whether you change it or not." Wei Shi coughed again, lying on the bed weakly and said, "It's an old problem, and it will gradually recover after ten days."

"Does this imperial physician take your pulse every year?" Mao Tongtong asked.

Wei Shi nodded slightly.

"Has the recipe been changed?" Mao Tongtong asked again.

The maid on the side said: "I don't know. The slaves are illiterate."

"Baye hasn't seen it?" Mao Tongtong was a little surprised.He is such a filial person, he should be very nervous about Wei Shi's condition.

The maids lowered their heads and remained silent.Wei Shi on the bed smiled and said: "He doesn't know medicine, and he doesn't know whether it's good or bad after seeing it."

"But didn't he ask Long Live Lord to change to an imperial doctor? This medicine is too slow to take effect." Mao Tongtong said.

But Wei said: "Illness goes away like silk thread, it's normal to be slower."

What she didn't say was that every year when she was sick, she would hide it from Master Ba if she could.In the past, Ba Ye was young and had a lot of studies, so it was easy to fool him.In the past two years, Ba Ye has grown up, so it's hard to fool her, but she also has something to say to get over it.

She didn't want Ba Ye to go to Kangxi for her matter.I don't want Ba Ye to disgust Kangxi because of her.It's just that the recovery of the disease is slower, but it's not that the recovery is irreversible.

Seeing what she said, Mao Tongtong couldn't say anything, he could only serve her and drink the medicine, and then return to elder brother's place after she fell asleep.

On the way, Qingzhu asked: "Does Gege want to change the imperial physician for the good master?"

Because Mao Tongtong has been frowning since he came out of Chuxiu Palace.

"Cough is not a particularly intractable disease. As long as it is symptomatic, it should be effective soon. But look at the good master, not only did not improve, but the cough became more and more severe. If it drags on for another ten days and a half months, how can I endure it?" It's okay. The medicine must be wrong." Mao Tongtong said.

(End of this chapter)