Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 875
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there is snow like goose feathers. If you look around, everything you see has already been covered with pure white.

There are only two days left before the Chinese New Year. Since the border city of the northern land of Da Yue was taken back, the people rejoiced, and rumors continued in the market. It was all about how brave Wanqi Yuling was and how desperate Queen Mo Yan was to snatch the two of Yu's family. The general's corpse is a crime with his own body.

At the end of the previous year, dripping water turned into ice, businessmen who shipped goods in the north packed their bags and returned home early, and shops in the streets and alleys were closed.

It's cold, people are used to winter at home, and they prepare the necessities for the new year and life before winter, few people go out, shops are open, firewood is wasted, and a business can't be done in a day.

However, this year is different from previous years. A few months ago, the people in the border cities were still in the humiliation of being captured by the barbarians. Who would have thought that in such a short period of time, our own side not only regained the lost ground, but also took the initiative to counterattack and captured many of the barbarians. territory.

The busiest place is nothing more than the tavern. People in the north are not as arty as the people in the south. They are all rough guys. In addition to the cold weather, drinking a few glasses of spirits to warm up the body will not be so cold.

"My brother-in-law is in Daying, I have first-hand information."

The tavern is not big, and the merchants who came in stomped the snow on their feet, found a place with a brazier to sit down, ordered a pot of spirits and a few small dishes, and listened to the crowd bragging in groups.

"Speak quickly, I heard that the empress was poisoned, and I don't know what happened."

The news spread wildly, and Wan Qi Yuling had no intention of controlling the public opinion, and many versions were circulated in the market.

In the eyes of the common people, it was a huge sacrifice for the emperor to bring the empress to march in person, and they simply didn't know what to say.

"Auspicious people have their own celestial features. I heard that the Empress was sent by the Bodhisattva to rescue the suffering."

A small man with mischievous eyebrows drank without ambiguity, killed it casually, wiped it with his cuff, and began to talk endlessly.

In the corner, Mo Yan sat with Wanqi Yuling for half an hour. She took the emperor's uncle out to go shopping, and bought some New Year's goods while the shop was open.

This year, many merchants did not have time to return to their hometowns, and they stayed when they heard that the emperor and empress were going to celebrate the New Year at the border.

Passing by the wine shop and wanting to come to warm up, and listening to the nonsense of the men, I was a little bit interested.

"Do you know why no one came over?"

The lobby is not big, and the merchants who enter the door would rather share a table with others than sit in the vacant seat next to them.

Mo Yan glanced sideways at Wanqi Yuling, and smiled mysteriously.

"why?"

The two went out in disguise, changed their clothes, and put on masks.

But the emperor heard the news that the empress was poisoned and her hair turned white all night. Therefore, Mo Yan forced a big hat on Wanqi Yuling's head to cover his silver hair.

"Look, I'm putting a high hat on you."

Mo Yan took a sip of the wine and grinned, she just wanted to taste it.

When the high grain wine enters the stomach, it immediately feels hot.

"Eat a snack first to cushion your stomach."

Wan Teng Yuling's complexion did not change significantly, he beckoned to the waiter for a pot of hot tea, and pushed the plate of pastries on the table to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan stopped talking, picked up a piece of red bean cake, and drank a cup of hot tea after eating to feel better.

"Because I feel a little cold when I see your clothes."

Rolling her eyes, Mo Yan knew that what she had said was the same as if she hadn't.

There is a brazier next to the two of them, but no matter how Wan Qi Yuling dresses up, she gives people a sense of coldness and inaccessibility, which may be innate.

She was dressed in pure white clothes, which looked a little thin, but she had a heavy hat on her head, which looked a little funny.

When he first entered the door, the clerk saw him and thought he was crazy somewhere, because he didn't wear cotton clothes in winter.

They were so cold that they wished they could shrink into a tortoise, with only their heads exposed.

"There are times when I wear less."

Ignoring the occasional glances from the people around her, Wan Qi Yuling filled a bowl of water and wine, and drank it down without changing her expression.

Mo Yan was eating snacks, she spoke without thinking, and then casually replied, "When?"

She can guarantee that she is out of habit and just said that casually.

"Bed."

Wan Cheng Yuling put down the wine bowl, the color of her black eyes became deeper and deeper, with deep meaning, which made Mo Yan's cheeks blush suddenly.

Last night, the two of them were in a romantic relationship, and Wan Qi Yuling found a book from somewhere, which surprised Mo Yan and deeply admired the wisdom of the ancient working people.

What is the mixture of snow water and warm water, called the Ice and Fire Double Heaven? This is the secret skill of the brothel Chu Pavilion, right?
In the north, there are natural and unique conditions.

"Rogue!" Thinking of that kind of madness, Mo Yan couldn't help shouting.

Here, the men praised the empress, and everyone was toasting, when they suddenly heard a cry, they were all stunned.

"Ahem, if a barbarian soldier is captured alive, he should go into exile, exile!"

The scene was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Yan. Although she didn't show her true colors, she still felt that her face was very hot.

However, she still has the ability to make jokes. Now she wears a mask and has a thick skin. When she called the word "rogue" as "exile" and "exile", she got a lot of approval.

Leaving the tavern in desperation, Mo Yan glared at her royal uncle, deeply feeling that the affectionate feeling when she just woke up was gone, and she really couldn't fight this man with a black belly.

However, she also used her trump card to let Ming Xi's little bun entangle the emperor's uncle. Seeing his depressed look, Mo Yan secretly laughed.

On the way back, many people were sweeping the snow in front of their doors. It was almost the Chinese New Year, and every household hung red lanterns.

Some of the lanterns are very old, and it can be seen that people with poor conditions are all dug out from the warehouse at the bottom of the box, just to express the joy in their hearts.

The leader of the barbarians is dead, and the border of Dai Viet will be peaceful for at least 20 years. This is great news for people whose ancestors have been plagued by war.

Chinese New Year should be festive. Mo Yan was wandering in the street, attracted by all kinds of small things. Wanqi Yuling beside her seemed very helpless, so she had to work as a coolie, carrying big bags and small bags in her arms. Also holding a few pieces of brightly colored material.

The hidden guards followed at a distance, twitching the corners of their mouths. They suspected that if they twitched any further, their mouths would be frozen stiff and unable to close.

Since when did the emperor and empress of Dayue like to play the role of ordinary people in the market?Look at the candies and peanuts I bought, they are cheap things for ordinary people's New Year's Eve.

There was a seller of candied fried chestnuts ahead, Mo Yan thought that he hadn't eaten it for a long time, so with a wave of his hand, he immediately asked for five catties.

Five catties, the hawker used oiled paper to pack five parcels, tied the rope quickly, and struggled a bit when he was about to hand it over.

The woman was holding a piece of hot roasted sweet potato in her hand, and she was eating it sweetly, while the man behind him was hard-working, with a string hanging on his body, fearing that he might not be able to hold anything.

Are there still people who dote on their daughter-in-law so much these days?

The peddler thought, if her daughter-in-law is lazy, she should slap her first. As a woman, she should put her own man first, and if she doesn't teach her a lesson, what do you say?It was lawless!

"how much is it?"

Mo Yan swallowed the sweet potato in her mouth, her face beaming with joy.Beidi is not useless, at least the sweet potatoes are much sweeter than those produced in Kyoto.

"Twenty Wen per catty, five catties is exactly one hundred Wen."

The peddler paused for a moment, regaining consciousness a lot.

Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar at twenty cents a catty can be sold at the same price as pork. These things are all produced in the mountains and do not require any cost. If it is not in time for the Chinese New Year, he will not be able to sell a few catties a day.

After quoting the price, the peddler smiled flatteringly.

"Well, it's a penny."

Mo Yan wiped her hands, fumbled in her purse, and skillfully tossed it to the peddler. She looked back at the things on her royal uncle, blinked, and took a few oiled paper bags with conscience.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder this man is obedient, so he eats soft food."

Otherwise, how could so much money be put on a woman when she took her out?

The sympathy from earlier was gone, and the peddler looked contemptuous, maybe it was the son-in-law of some family who stepped in the door.

Unfortunately, the husband and wife both practice martial arts and have good hearing, so the peddler's murmurs naturally reached the ears of the two who hadn't walked far.

In fact, being said a few words will not lose a piece of meat. Since Mo Yan can sit on the throne of queen, how have there been fewer rumors?

She doesn't particularly care what other people say.

However, it wasn't her who was talking about, but her family's royal uncle who was insulting, which was tolerable or unbearable.

Wan Teng Yuling's face was condensed, and she still took the sugar-fried chestnuts in Mo Yan's hand. After a short while, her hand was red from the cold. The urge to shake her hand immediately.

Mo Yan smiled slightly, and took out a small stone from her pocket. The day before yesterday, she went to the mountain with the emperor to hunt pheasants. She saved a lot in her purse, no more, no less, only one stone was left.

She turned around suddenly, took aim, and just poked at the ass of the peddler who was selling sugar-fried chestnuts.

Beating people doesn't slap people in the face. If you make people lose a few teeth, you won't be able to eat New Year's Eve dinner.

Mo Yan felt that she shouldn't care about people in the market, but the emperor was misunderstood, and she didn't get angry, afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat at night.

"Ah, my chrysanthemum! Who the hell is playing tricks!"

The peddler is like a rabbit, jumping around in pain, covering his buttocks with one hand and crying, who is he offending?

The chief culprit was gloating and claiming credit for Wan Qi Yuling, "Look, your wife's quasi-head!"

Since waking up, Mo Yan has become more and more clingy, as if there is never enough time to be with him.

Even if she went to the military tent to accompany him to deal with military affairs, from sunrise to sunset, she didn't find it boring, instead she complained that the time passed too fast.

Little Baozi Mingxi originally thought that he would be able to replace his elder brother Ming Che to spend more time with his father and mother when he went to the Northland, but in the end, he was alone, his father only had eyes for his mother, and so did his mother.

"Mingxi, you will understand when you grow up."

Mo Yan patted Ming Xi's head, and put on the newly made silver-red jacket for him.

Mingxi is a miniature version of Wanqi Yuling. Wearing new clothes for the New Year, she looks prettier than the lucky boy posted on the wall.

Will you understand when you grow up?

Mingxi wanted to grow up quickly, but he was sensible enough not to disturb his father and queen when they were alone, because the queen mother said that when they returned to the carriage in Kyoto, they would be together as a family, and the queen mother would tell him many, many stories.

At that time, he will write it down carefully, and tell his elder brother and younger siblings when he goes back.

(End of this chapter)