Medicine in Song Dynasty

Chapter 142 Getting Started
In the blink of an eye, time flies by.

Qingzhou seems to have undergone some subtle changes suddenly, not particularly conspicuous, but only some wanderers who have returned after a long absence can clearly and clearly feel the changes.

There are a few pearl flowers on the haggard peasant woman's head, a few more smiles on the face of the stooped old farmer, the candy in the child's hand exudes sweet fragrance, and the bride is married, and the dowry is unknowingly added two more horses. With good fabrics, even the female prostitutes in brothels seem to have a little brighter eyebrows and eyes.

The Yu family has been quiet for the past few days. Yu Zhizhou is busy with official duties and has not returned home for three days. Princess Wen Lan is not in a good mood and has a headache again. She doesn't like people's voices, and the entire inner courtyard is quiet.

Yu Yuanyuan was also depressed. A tree of peach blossoms came in from the window. The pink and tender petals made people happy, but she unknowingly felt a desire to destroy. She stretched out her hand and broke off the branches. She plucked off the petals one by one. Crush it tightly and sprinkle it on the ground.

The female envoy who was waiting next to her shivered, feeling desolate, even the newly cut spring shirt she was holding in her hand was hot to the touch.

A Cui looked at her master's cold face, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Little lady, the princess has asked someone to buy Mingyuefang's rouge powder for you. They are all high-quality, how about..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a bang, and Yu Yuanyuan, who was always indifferent and arrogant, smashed the white jade bracelet in her hand.

Yu Yuanyuan was also taken aback, and after a while she waved her hands and said expressionlessly, "Go down."

It wasn't until the four female envoys in the room quietly retreated that a bit of anger appeared on her face—it was Mingyuefang again, and it was Su Tong again!
They are obviously different from each other, why now she actually thinks that the white cloud in the sky is Su Tong, and she herself is the mud on the ground?
Yu Yuanyuan covered her chest, fell limply on the couch, stuffed the handkerchief into her mouth, and wept bitterly.

She first met Jo Yoon Sun when she was 13 years old.

On that day when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, Zhao Yunchun leaned in the gazebo for a short rest. His face was a little haggard, his long hair was disheveled, and he was dressed in a plain white robe. A few peach blossoms fluttered in the wind and landed on his hair and sleeves. Suddenly he raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and crystal clear tears rolled down.

She didn't understand what was going on with her. At that moment, her whole body was stiff, her hands and feet trembled slightly, and she couldn't help herself. She even felt that her soul had flown out of her body, and she felt like she was floating in the air.

When she first saw Qingqing miss her life, she missed her whole life.

Zhao Yunchun is a lofty little prince, a junior loved by the queen mother, and a clear spring on the fairy mountain, which can only be seen from a distance and not played with.Although her mother is also honored as the princess, she is just an insignificant little girl in the eldest princess's mansion. Her idea will never come true.

Yu Yuanyuan thought, she was possessed by a demon, and she has been obsessed with a man ever since, and she will never be able to escape. She knew it was impossible, but the more she struggled, the tighter the rope tied around her neck became. Unable to get through, she listened to that person's news day and night.

But the person she misses doesn't know that there is a girl who loves him so much. The man in her heart exudes fragrance self-servingly, fascinating all the ladies in the capital, but he refuses to be contaminated by the worldly dust.

Yu Yuanyuan still remembers that day when the eldest princess and the young prince played a game of chess, she suddenly became happy and said with a big laugh: "I love Qing, and I will never let Qing flowers fall into his house. Take a look, these young people in my family are in their prime. Girls, if you like one, come and marry her."

Zhao Yunchun also smiled, that smile seemed to be still like a feather, sweeping across her heart, numb, itchy, sour and astringent, that kind of feeling cannot be shared with others.

"My bride should be peerless. She doesn't have to be overly beautiful, but she has to have a strong character. She doesn't have to be talented, but she has to be talented. She doesn't have to be rich in the world, but she has to run a family well... If the eldest princess's family has such Yunchun should come to the door to marry the girl she is in."

This may be just a joke between the eldest princess and the little prince. After all, those who know the inside story know that the eldest princess does not pay much attention to etiquette. In the heart of Chun, the grass called madness in the bottom of my heart began to grow crazily. In just a moment, it grew to cover the sky and cover the sun, and it could never be cut off.

She has hope, not at all. Although she is not the most beloved granddaughter of the eldest princess, she has grown up beside the eldest princess since she was a child, and none of the granddaughters of the eldest princess is more beautiful than her , more talented than her, those people are as ordinary as the gravel in the dust, how can they be worthy of the magnificent young prince!

Yu Yuanyuan thought that one day, she would be able to become a concubine who fit the young prince's heart. She would make herself talented, beautiful and elegant.So she gradually became as cold as ice, earnestly flattering the eldest princess, and rejected every marriage that her parents wanted. She was lucky to have a pair of enlightened parents who loved her.

So many years passed in a blink of an eye, but Zhao Yunchun was still the bright moon in the sky, she couldn't reach it, at most she could only look at the reflection of the bright moon in the pool, and relieve her lovesickness a little.

But Su Tong appeared.She didn't know Su Tong, but she had to know that face.The face of Liu Ranran, a person more important than the son-in-law, belonged to the eldest princess' mansion.

Yu Yuanyuan still remembers that Zhao Wanrong casually said to her uncle - "Your niece is back."

"which one?"

"You only have one niece, where can you find the second one?"

Yu Yuanyuan's head buzzed at that time, and she couldn't hear anything else—just a niece?Then what is she?What is she, Yu Yuanyuan, who has lived in the eldest princess's mansion for more than ten years?
In fact, she didn't care at all before, not only her, but also the other girls in the eldest princess' mansion, because Zhao Wanrong never gave them hope, and she made it clear from the beginning that she It's just that they don't care about it at all, so they are allowed to live in the princess mansion for a long time, and use the princess' power and status to seek a better life for themselves.

As long as they are quiet and obedient, and don't bother her and make her unhappy, she is willing to give them dignity and let them take advantage of it at will.

The high-ranking eldest princess did not regard them as relatives at all.

Yu Yuanyuan smiled wryly. After all, there was indeed no blood relationship. Zhao Wanrong's thoughts were understandable. She had not tortured their husband's offspring, which was already generous.

Which mistress in the world would be polite to her husband's concubine?

It's a pity that people have bad roots, and they don't worry about being few but being uneven. If Zhao Wanrong treats everyone the same, there is no need to be unfair or jealous. However, Su Tong, who is also the heir of a concubine, gets different treatment. totally different.

Zhao Wanrong looked at Su Tong's expression as if she was really looking at her grandchild, treating her as a real granddaughter, doting on her, and wanting to send all the good things to her for her to choose, wanting to She tried her best to arrange a way out for her... She even sent her most important ally, Chen Mo, to that person.

Yu Yuanyuan is holding a heart full of scars - probably in the next step, Zhao Wanrong will also pack up the little prince and send it to Su Tong, even if the little prince is not willing, she can do it.

Having been with Princess Dachang for so many years, she has already seen that woman's ability. In Yu Yuanyuan's heart, that noble princess is omnipotent. Otherwise, she would not have been overjoyed the moment Zhao Wanrong proposed the marriage intention. Because she subconsciously felt that as long as the eldest princess is willing, the position of the princess must belong to the princess mansion, and it is absolutely impossible to give it to others, even if it is a lady with a background who comes to snatch it.

"Yuanyuan?"

Princess Wen Lan frowned, pushed the door open, and saw the remaining tears on her daughter's cheeks, and said in surprise, "What's wrong? Why are you crying again? You should be more lively, kid, don't always be sad. I clearly know that the princess doesn't like others to cry."

Yu Yuanyuan lowered her head and said nothing.

Princess Wen Lan sighed, walked over and sat down on the soft couch, gently stroked her daughter's dark hair, "Go and wash up, I'm going to a banquet with my mother today, and Mrs. Li will be there too, when the time comes I will tell her , let you also go to the Su Family Academy to study."

Yu Yuanyuan trembled all over.

Princess Wen Lan thought she was cold, and reprimanded her: "It's only early spring, and the wind is still cold, why do you wear so little? If you are sick and miss the entrance exam this time, I'm afraid it's useless to ask favors, hey, no I know what that little lady of the Su family thinks, even the girls in our family have to take some exams! Forget it, with my daughter's ability, she won't fail the exam... I know you are wronged, but you are the only child in our family, you If you don’t go, who else can you let go?”

"By the way, mother ordered a glass mirror from Mingyuefang for you, and I will send it to you in a while."

The daughter didn't speak, and Princess Wen Lan knew her temper, so she didn't nag. Even she herself was a little surprised that she would want her daughter to study in the Su family's academy.

There is no way, not only Qingzhou, but anyone who is well-informed, who would not want to send their children to the Su Family Academy?Not only because in just one year, the students taught by Chen Mo shined with erudition and talent, and were even praised by officials, but more importantly, their interests, interests that can make people unable to move.

In the Su Family Academy, students can learn superb casting skills, and can forge extremely sharp weapons. They are obviously iron, but they are not inferior to steel.

Some people say that this is the skill of a craftsman. There is a difference between the noble and the poor, and it is not worth advocating. But in real terms, who is willing to reject such a skill?
Even the government has issued a decree, strictly prohibiting rumors, and even sent the forbidden army to protect it. If it weren't for the difficulty of building factories and schools, and the difficulty of relocating the laboratory, they might have moved to the capital long ago.

If iron and steel weapons are controlled by the state, it is difficult for private individuals to make profits, but other than that, there are many more attractive things in the Su Family Academy.

(End of this chapter)