Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 367 It's all roosters? (3)
"Master, will it be inconvenient for Ms. Mo to accompany you?"

Here, Li De twitched the corners of his mouth. Mo Xiang would definitely serve Miss Mo. He was a little happy in his heart, and his mind was full of the angry little face of the pungent maid. Sometimes he couldn't sleep at night, which made his heart itch. .

"The subordinates are worried about Miss Mo's safety."

Wan Teng Yuling's hands stopped, and although he didn't raise his head, Li De felt the cold air hit him. He shivered, and immediately changed his words, "There are always two or three young people looking for trouble along the way."

"It's okay."

Wan Teng Yuling's voice was sweet and cold. The road was not peaceful, but it was not difficult to talk about. This time, he was transporting supplies for the winter for the soldiers in the north. Even the emperor had to send someone to protect him secretly to ensure that they arrived safely.

Wan Tu Yuling is not an impulsive person, he is used to planning before acting, but yesterday seeing Mo Yan's yearning appearance, he suddenly couldn't help but say that she is the biggest variable in his life.

There is no need to worry about safety, but all the way to the north, the weather is extremely cold, and cotton coats and furs alone are not enough to keep warm, so you must prepare good silver frost charcoal on the carriage.

The shock absorbing settings of the carriage were designed by Wanqi Yuling based on his travel experience. The palace has no shortage of people, and a dozen or so skilled carpenters can be found to make it in two or three days.

Li De was amazed, he spent more than half a year in Huzhou for disaster relief, and when he came back, he found that the master had changed a lot from the ordinary. Once upon a time, the master could care about these details, and he would always look indifferent, just like an ice sculpture.

Manager Feng came to the door four or five times in two days, and sent a car full of medicinal materials and skins. Mo Yan selected some precious medicinal materials and made a few wound medicines, bottles and jars, and packed them in bags. Chen Ying some.

Mo Xiang and Mo Bing were so busy that they had to take care of the affairs of the house, and they had to rush to make clothes for the trip at night. The north was cold, and they had to eat and sleep in the open air all the way, so they had to make some thick jackets.

"Little Miss, go and have a look, the young master seems to be crazy!"

A woman ran a few steps, panting. Since the master came back, for a period of time, the family ate boiled vegetables every day. People's stomachs can't bear it, and their legs will be broken just by running to the toilet.

"Bullshit!"

Mo Xiang hit the curtain and scolded angrily, how could the young master Mo Qingfeng be crazy?You've never been a normal person, have you?
"What's the matter, brother is back?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival is only two days away, and it is not the holiday of the Imperial College. Could it be that the eldest brother lied to the husband again, saying that she had caught a cold?

"Mo Xiang, you stay in the yard, I will take Mo Bing over to have a look."

In less than half a month, Mo Yan left Beijing, just in time to bring some letters for his elder brother.A man and a woman who are engaged will inevitably miss each other, the eldest brother has already, it's time to open up.

"Miss……"

The mother-in-law didn't say anything for a long time, and she had to go to the main hospital to report that there was a disease called mental illness, which was the legendary insanity, and patients would behave abnormally.

In the early years, I heard that there was a woman in Kyoto. After her child died, she ran out of the house with a pillow in her arms all day long, saying that the pillow was her child, who was conceived in October. Later, the woman ran by the river, and the pillow fell into the river. She jumped down and never came up again.

The more the old lady thought about it, the more frightened she became. Before the young master was seriously ill, she had to hurry up and take a cure. After a few months of reassuring and soothing bitter medicine soup, she would definitely recover.

Hearing that the eldest brother was crazy, Mo Yan put the unfinished woolen socks in the small basket for needlework, and using lightness kung fu, he drove Mo Bing straight to the front yard.

Originally concealed, Mo Bing just pushed open the door, and two or three big roosters with scarlet combs rushed out head-on, striding vigorously and confronting the two of them with arrogance.

"The rooster bought in the kitchen ran into the big brother's yard?"

Mo Yan rubbed her eyes, she was startled when she saw this, the courtyard was densely packed, at least a hundred chickens were flopping about, and there was chicken manure and chicken feathers all over the place.

"My God!"

Mo Yan covered her face and peeked through her fingers. These chickens were all in one movement, flapping their wings, pulling their necks, and cooing non-stop.

Under a big tree in the courtyard, tea and snacks were placed. Sitting on a small pier, Mo Qingfeng was sitting on a small pier with a guqin in front of him, frowning and meditating.

A while ago, Chen Ying entrusted someone from the North to bring back a book of folk legends. It was originally intended for Mo Yan, but he secretly intercepted it. There are many strange anecdotes in it, which makes people doubt the authenticity.

One of the stories is like this, there was a scholar in the south, who failed to succeed after repeated trials, and his life was about to die, so he had no choice but to find another way.

The scholar has an elegant hobby, playing the qin, but the people are not living well, and every household does not need a qin teacher, and he has a beautiful qin sound, which is useless.

The woman next door took pity on the scholar and brought over two hens laying eggs. In fact, she begged him not to play the piano in the middle of the night, so that people could not sleep peacefully.

The scholar was bored, so he played the piano to the hen. Soon, the hen laid eggs. The next morning, he played the piano and laid eggs again. Therefore, the scholar found a trick to raise chickens. He played the piano to the chicken every day, and the chicken laid eggs diligently, because Always exercising, the chicken is firm and tastier than pheasants. It is bought by major restaurants, and the scholar has become a well-known chicken farmer.

Mo Qingfeng is very interested in this little story. He once carried the piano secretly, and raided the stables of the Imperial College late at night. As a result, the horses were frightened and neighed in the middle of the night. Several horses rushed out of the stables. If he hadn't run faster than rabbits , must have been stepped on by a horse's hoof.

It was too dangerous to practice with horses, so Mo Qingfeng sneaked into the back kitchen again, and played the piano to the duck in the cage. The duck, which had opened its eyes, was foaming at the mouth. For the price, I bought dozens of sick ducks.

The duck is dead, so he must eat duck meat the next day. Mo Qingfeng made up an excuse and went home on leave. First, he bought two hundred chickens that looked alive and kicking at the market. He wanted to do this very interesting test.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. It is not advisable to follow what others say just by reading. Moreover, he couldn't wait to write a letter to share with Chen Ying the results of the test.

Mo Yan walked into the yard, and saw such a scene, the elder brother Mo Qingfeng, with chicken feathers on his head and chicken feces on his body, was vibrating the strings vigorously, while on the small table, he jumped on a few big cocks, Stepping on the strings, he desperately stopped his elder brother from playing the piano.

"Miss……"

Mo Bing, who had never seen such a scene before, was also dumbfounded. She took a deep breath and looked at the sky speechlessly.

"Ahem...that woman is right, brother is crazy."

Mo Yan weakly, look, the big rooster jumping on the piano, quickly pulled down the chicken feces, as if the buttocks were still steaming.

"Yanyan, you came at a good time. Quickly help elder brother see if the hen has laid eggs. We have eggs to eat at night."

Mo Qingfeng was full of interest and was unmoved at all, muttering, "Xiaoqiao Liushui's tune is too peaceful, these chickens don't like it, the eldest brother is playing a cheerful tune so that the hens can lay eggs."

Mo Yan wanted to turn around and leave immediately, these chickens were very unfriendly to intruders from outside, hundreds of black-bone chickens looked at them with murderous intent, Mo Yan clearly felt the maliciousness from the group of chickens.

"Ahem, brother, I still have something to do, so let's go first!"

Mo Yan made a decision in an instant. She winked at Mo Bing, turned around in embarrassment, and bumped into Lu Shi who rushed over.

"Yanyan, what's wrong with your elder brother?"

Lu's hair was disheveled, and the mother-in-law said that Mo Qingfeng was crazy, and asked the specific situation, but he hesitated to explain clearly, she was anxious, left Mo Li who was still combing her hair, and rushed to the outer courtyard.

"mother……"

Mo Yan's eyes were watery, with a fog of ignorance, she was very embarrassed.

"It seems that your elder brother is really crazy."

After a short period of astonishment, Mrs. Lu regained her composure, with firm eyes, "It's okay, I hope the genius doctor will come back, and heal your elder brother when the time comes, thanks to the early engagement."

That being said, I feel a little relieved.

Mo Yan staggered, and Mo Bing beside her was quick-eyed, and stepped forward to help her. She had the urge to cry, mother, is this the point?

In the courtyard, Mo Qingfeng had already entered a state of madness. He strummed the strings with his hands and fought against a few roosters. He seemed to see mountains of eggs through the roosters and hens.

"Notify the kitchen that there is no need to cook the fish for dinner. Our family has been eating chicken for the past few days."

Mo Yan looked at the clamoring chickens along the crack of the door, showing a weird smile, hum, it's going to be a meal soon!

Half an hour later, Mo Qingfeng stopped the sound of the piano wearily, waved the chicken feathers on his head, and walked carefully through the flock of chickens.

"Where are the eggs? Did the chicken seller lie to Master Ben? Why are there no eggs? Are they all roosters?"

Mo Qingfeng babbled and investigated, and finally realized the reality. The book Chen Ying sent was not a folk tale, but a fairy tale.

Seeing so many chickens, Mrs. Lu was also dumbfounded for a while, and called the only maid in the house to come and catch the chickens. After an hour of fighting, the clothes of the servants were disheveled, and the roosters and hens were locked in big iron cages. .

The chicken dung and chicken feathers all over the place were wiped away by the servants. They used to think that the young master was hard-educated and unpopular, but now they still hope that the young master can study with peace of mind and not read miscellaneous books, otherwise today will be a lesson of blood and tears.

After a turmoil, Mo Qingfeng had two or three plates of chicken for dinner, the family stared at each other in silence, Lu Rong didn't know it, and murmured in his heart, why did he feel like he had a feud with the chicken, his eyes were also gloomy .

"Add some fresh flower petals to the tub."

Mo Yan waved her hands weakly, and sat slumped on the chair. Her body had a faint smell of chicken feathers, which could not go away. This was the second time she took a bath.

After receiving Ji Baozhu's post, I will go to the small courtyard in the west of the city tomorrow to sit down and say goodbye by the way. Lu Rong and Lu Yan are bored at the house, and the three of them go together. By the way, I will also introduce my sisters to Ji Baozhu.

(End of this chapter)