Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 634 Clues

Yang Xiaoran, who was writing furiously, paused his hands, and then said: "Doctor Xuan is going to see... In addition, take the medicine I made to her. Say it for Bengong, I still can't do without her. Just take care of yourself."

"Yes……"

A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Si's eyes, why did this sound so strange?

Looking at the Empress Empress again, she felt that she had lost a lot.There are a lot of things going on these days, but whenever she is free, she has been writing books there.His Majesty has been busy with state affairs recently, and even has less time to eat with the empress.

The queen's appetite has been poor since she was near Japan, and her majesty would eat some food in the Hall of Eryi when she was busy, but the empress didn't care about it, and the empress ate even less.Now Qiu Ju is also sick, but what should I do?

"Why are you still here?"

Yang Xiaoran wrote for a long time, but when he looked up, he saw Zhao Si was still there in a daze, and asked with a frown, "But what's the matter?"

Zhao Si bowed and said: "The servant feels that the mother has lost a lot recently, and I am a little worried."

Yang Xiaoran smiled lightly, and said: "Recently there have been many things. Now that I am over forty, I always feel that my memory is not as good as before. I think that I must not lose the knowledge that Master taught me. I am afraid that my memory will become worse and worse in the future. I deeply feel Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, it’s better to write it down now, so as not to forget it in the future.”

As he said that, he pretended to be troubled and said, "It's always impossible for people to refuse..."

Looking at Zhao Sidao: "It's good that you pushed Zhang Duo's recommendation. You are already old. If you want to go to Aunt Jin to be a companion after this year's Chinese New Year, she will miss you..."

Elder Zhao blushed, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, slaves and Jin aunts are just colleagues. They are both serving the master, slaves..."

Yang Xiaoran waved his hands, looked at Zhao Si's gray hair, and sighed: "You came to me when you were in your prime, and now you are almost seventy. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't do without you a few years ago, I should have replaced you a long time ago. You have arranged a way out, and you have worked hard these years. It is said that people are over [-] years old, and you have devoted your whole life to our Li Tang Jiangshan, so you should rest..."

"My lady..."

Zhao Si choked up, hung his head and was speechless.

If you are obviously concerned about yourself, how can you sound so bleak and sad?

"Okay, let's go and see Qiu Ju for Bengong. I have an idea in my mind about this matter. You and Jin Gu are both at this age, so you are afraid that people will say nothing? Besides, the two of you really care about this Gong Can't you see it? It's just that you are not suitable to combine in this place, and you won't be afraid when you are all retired..."

"Thank you for your grace!"

Zhao Si kowtowed respectfully, and slowly got up and walked to the door, taking a look at Yang Xiaoran.Seeing her sinking her head into writing again, she couldn't help but sighed slightly.Looking around again, she sighed in her heart: "The empress is no longer the princess of the past, she has the shadow of the late emperor... and I am not the little yellow gate of the past... Time is the cruelest thing in the world... Are you leaving?"

I have been entangled with this place for a lifetime, and it is not long before the Chinese New Year. I really want to leave, but I feel reluctant to part with it.

Zhao Si turned his head, walked out of the bedroom slowly, out of the Ganlu Hall, and headed towards Qiuju's small courtyard.

The snow on the railing chairs and benches in the corridor has been cleaned, but the snow that has not been there for a long time is now falling down again.

Wrapped in a padded coat made of cotton batting and down, if it weren't for his current status and respect, the master would never be able to wear such a fashionable item.The clothes outside are already hard to find.

Soft and warm, the fur has been thrown away for several streets, and it is something that nobles in Beijing and China rush to buy in winter.It's just that the output is not high, probably due to the difficulty of production.The softest layer of fluff of chickens and ducks is intercepted, and it is processed by a series of methods and blended with cotton.The inner linings are all specially made. It is not easy to make a down jacket, it is very time-consuming, and it has to be used in the military first, so it has always been very expensive on the market, and it is often out of stock.

Zhao Si has two pieces, both of which were rewarded by the empress, as a reward for his years of faithful service.Zhao Si used to think it was decent, but now he felt a little uncomfortable.He was about to leave this place, this place where he had been entangled with his fate all his life, but in the end he was full of reluctance, and he suddenly understood what Jin Gu said when he left.

I would rather wear ordinary clothes than those vain names, and I just want to stay in the palace for the elderly.

I have feelings!The older you get, the less willing you are to move...

The wind and snow gradually increased, and the servants of the Xiaohuangmen Palace kept saluting to him along the way, but when he came to the small courtyard where Qiuju lived, he saw Taifei Wu standing outside.

Frowning slightly, he stepped forward and asked, "Is the concubine inside?"

"When we go back to the prison, our concubine heard that Aunt Qiuju was ill, so she came to visit her. My servant will report to you."

Zhao Si nodded, and was invited in after a while.

"My maidservant pays respects to Concubine Wu."

"The father-in-law is exempt from courtesy."

Wu Mei raised her hand, with a bit of worry on her face, she said, "Did the father-in-law follow the order of the empress to see Qiu Ju?"

"Returning to the empress dowager, the empress heard that Qiu Ju was ill, so she asked her maidservant to bring some medicine. She sent someone to ask the doctor to correct her."

Wu Mei nodded and sighed: "Why did you get sick so suddenly? You're still in a coma right now, but Bengong touched his forehead but he was frightened, it's so hot..."

Zhao Si raised his eyes to look at Qiu Ju, but saw that her eyes were closed tightly, her lips were pale, but both sides of her cheeks were unnaturally red, obviously she had a high fever.

Hastily asked someone to take out the medicine given by the queen, fetched warm water, and ordered: "Let Miss Qiu Ju drink it, this is the secret medicine prepared by the queen, it will be good."

Qiu Ju is also surrounded by palace servants who help her. Apart from assisting her in her work, she is also in charge of her food and daily life on weekdays.After all, for a female official like her, even Shang Gong will give some face when she comes.And her main job is to serve the queen, so some of her own affairs are left to others to take care of.

The palace maid helped Qiu Ju up and fed it carefully, but all the medicine fed was spit out, it looked like she refused to take the medicine.After being tormented, Qiu Ju seemed to wake up a little bit, and murmured: "My servant will not take medicine, God, please, this servant will die of illness in this life, please have mercy on God, don't hurt my master..."

Wu Mei frowned, glanced at Zhao Si, signaled him to keep quiet, and asked calmly: "Your master is a queen, who can hurt her?"

"No, no, I can't say, God, God knows... big girl, big girl, slaves are useless, slaves are useless..."

"Zhao Si!"

Wu Mei felt bad, recalled some details, and suddenly found that the queen seemed to have lost a lot of weight in the past half month, and hurriedly asked: "Is there any record of the imperial medical office's visits in the palace? Does the queen have a doctor to see her?" "

Wu Mei is such a smart person, if it weren't for Yang Xiaoran's shit-stirring stick, she would have become an empress, not some concubine here.Although he is disturbed by people now, his intelligence is still there, and his horizons have been broadened even because of his contact with Time and Space Passenger.Qiu Ju guessed something immediately after a few words.

Zhao Si hurriedly shook his head and said: "The queen's daily life is taken care of by slaves and Miss Qiuju. The queen is in good health and has never been sick. Except for pregnancy and childbirth, she has basically never announced her imperial concubine. Recently, she has not , and she is an old man who knows medicine, so she usually doesn't declare it to the imperial court."

Wu Mei was stunned, and looked at Qiu Ju who was in a coma. The palace maid tried her best but failed to pour the medicine in. The man looked unconscious but was determined and determined not to take the medicine. For those who made such an oath, did the queen suffer from some unspeakable illness?

Doubts magnified in Wu Mei's heart, and the doctor over there also rushed over.For the time being, he shut his mouth and didn't mention it anymore, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

"Yizheng, how about it?"

The doctor shook his head, and said: "The empress's prescription is the best medicine, but Miss Qiuju refuses to take it, but it is helpless. I can only get the needle first, and then think of other ways."

After a pause, he said again: "It's strange! Miss Qiuju has a cold air entering her body, but when I touch her pulse, I feel that there is a sign of stagnant anger. Could it be that Miss Qiuju has encountered something difficult? It seems that the mind is very heavy, and the mind is impaired. If it accumulates in the liver, it seems to have a heart disease."

Wu Mei's body trembled slightly, and then she returned to normal, she winked at Zhao Si, and Zhao Si hurriedly said: "The doctor doesn't know, the Empress Empress is quite hurt recently in order to deal with those noble girls from Europa, Qiu Ju is the empress and a former female official, so she must help the empress to deal with..."

The doctor was stroking his beard and nodded, "Well, this should be the pressure that the empress often talks about. When Miss Qiu Ju wakes up, I will prescribe some calming medicine, and take a few days of recuperation."

After a pause, she continued: "Miss Qiuju has a good foundation. Since she can't take medicine now, I will do the acupuncture first. Later, you will do as the old man said, and use physical cooling methods to lower the temperature first."

"Yes, doctor."

The wind is getting stronger.

Wrapped in snowflakes whistling on the doors and windows, Zhao Si sent the doctor away and exited Qiu Ju's boudoir. Seeing Wu Mei also came out, he hurriedly waved everyone away, and said: "Princess, something is wrong, something is wrong! !"

"You noticed it too?"

Wu Mei sat down slowly, "You are the person next to my sister, you should observe more carefully than me, and you also feel that something is wrong?"

Zhao Si hurriedly said: "Since Wei Wangtai's incident, the slaves have felt that the queen's appetite is a little bit bad. These days, the number of people has decreased a lot. I thought it was because the fleet returned to receive foreign envoys and advise her majesty. It was caused by fatigue. But just after listening to Qiu Ju's ramblings, the maid felt that something was wrong."

He lowered his voice and said, "The empress has been trying her best to copy the knowledge of her old master whenever she has time recently, and Qiu Ju is too weird, why on earth is she refusing to use medicine?"

He paused and then said: "Your concubine, you have always been resourceful, and you are the same sister as the empress, what can you do? This servant feels that something is wrong. This servant has served the master for so many years, and I have also worked with Qiu Ju for many years. How about Qiu Ju?" Abnormal... Yesterday I heard that Qiu Ju went to the Imperial Garden by herself suddenly. It was snowing heavily at the time, and I didn't know what to do. I asked again just now, and the waiters said that when Qiu Ju came back yesterday, The whole person seems to have lost his soul..."

Wu Mei's mind became heavy, she tapped her slender fingers on the table, she was silent for a while, and then said: "Don't make a sound, this matter can't be spread, let me visit my sister..."

　During the holidays, there are too many people at home, visiting relatives, gathering with friends, and having to inspect the house. Today is even later, please forgive me!There is one more chapter, which will be posted later.

　　
　
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