Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 148
"The tongue is brilliant." Situ Qing was looking at the swaying curtain of the carriage, and squeezed out four words from between his teeth.

Mrs. Situ heard the conversation between the two of them, she was afraid that Su Qinghuan would be angry, and she was also afraid that her father-in-law would be angry, so she stood there, a little at a loss.

"Go up." Situ Qing said when he saw this.

Hearing his tone was quite good, Mrs. Situ murmured: "Sir, don't be angry, Miss Su is right, you are all good people."

"Well, I'm not angry, let's go. Bo Lin, Zhong Tong, dad will take you to ride horses."

Both children expressed their disgust, Situ Qingzheng couldn't ride a horse, and had to find someone to lead the horse while sitting on it.

They said in unison: "We want to ride horses with the guards."

Shizi happened to come over, waved his hand and said, "Come on, let's find guards to take us with us for a few days, and we can ride by ourselves."

Su Qinghuan leaned out from the carriage, glared at him and cursed: "Honestly, think about those who fell off the horse, broke their necks, and broke their waists. They must be taken by the guards, otherwise, they will not be allowed to eat at night." , copy medical books, beat the palm of your hand!"

Shizi stuck out his tongue with a smile, "I'm just kidding, let's go." Pulling Bo Lin and Zhong Tong away in a hurry.

Su Qinghuan said to Mrs. Situ: "Ma'am, come up quickly, just in time for these brats to go out and make trouble with others, I will give you a moxibustion."

She explained the effect of moxibustion to Mrs. Situ, but the latter only remembered one thing, regulating the coldness of the palace and helping to conceive.

So Mrs. Situ immediately said: "Okay, here we come. Mr. Sir, I'll go first, I..."

Situ Qing nodded his head.

Su Qinghuan is a vulgar person to the core, but she is not annoying.It can be seen that she respects, loves, wins over, and educates the prince... the prince treats her with respect and affection.

It's just that she didn't expect that her medical skills were not deceiving, it seemed a bit genuine.

"My lord," Situ Qingzheng's entourage, who was also the book boy back then, came over and whispered in his ear, "Ji Huaili was traveling with six people. The prince asked their names one by one and chatted with them. Finally, he asked his subordinates to present 50 taels of silver as a gift. Fund them to go to Beijing."

"When you get close to vermilion, you get red; when you get close to ink, you get black." Situ Qing said with no expression on his face.

The son's behavior style is exactly the same as that of Su Qinghuan - be generous, take care of other people's feelings, and win people's hearts.

"Stronger than a woman's hand" is a curse word, but if this woman is Su Qinghuan, it is not difficult to accept it.

So King Zhennan, still a powerful figure, chose such a woman.

The attendant didn't understand, Situ Qing was waving his hand: "Understood, let's go down."

After walking for another two days, Su Qinghuan stretched in the carriage, and said with relief: "It is said that we have arrived in the suburbs of Beijing. We have a short rest in the afternoon, and we can enter the city in the afternoon."

Mrs. Situ felt that time passed too quickly. In her previous twenty years of life, she seemed to have never had such a relaxing time.

She reluctantly said: "When we arrive in the capital, it will not be easy to say goodbye."

Situ Qingzheng doesn't make friends with courtiers and dignitaries, she can't break his rules.

Su Qinghuan naturally knew it too, she smiled and said: "I heard that the most lively place in Beijing is the Daxiangguo Temple, there is a temple fair every month..."

"That's right!" Mrs. Situ was happy, "Why am I so stupid, we can still meet at the temple fair."

Occasionally, it's not about forming a party for personal gain.

But Su Qinghuan was thinking, Lu Qi said that she was not allowed to go out, so she came out once a month, wearing a veiled hat, so she should be able to... right.

He doesn't know where he is now, whether he has entered the palace to face the saint, and how he was arranged.

On the outskirts of the capital, there are many mountain villas. From the outside, they are green tiles and white walls, surrounded by flowers and trees, and the luxury cannot be concealed in a low-key way.

Su Qinghuan guessed that it was the place where the dignitaries in Beijing rested, and it turned out to be the place when she asked the prince.

"My...uncle used to have one too. I heard that there is also a hot spring pool."

Su Qinghuan suddenly yearned for it.

"Help, help!" A woman's sharp scream interrupted Su Qinghuan's imagination.

The voice was shrill and desperate like dying.

The carriage stopped, Su Qinghuan lifted the curtain, and found a woman kneeling in front of the carriage, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, kowtowing her head constantly, her fair shoulders were faintly visible with the movement.

The prince said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The woman was trembling all over, her jaw was trembling and she couldn't speak, she just kept kowtowing her head.

Su Qinghuan looked around, and followed Fang Changxin's gaze to the southeast, and found that there were six or seven men dressed as suitors from wealthy families, who were poking their heads at them, as if they were waiting and watching.

"You don't have to be afraid," Su Qinghuan said in a gentle voice, "There are many of us, and no one can hurt you. Tell me what happened, and see if we can help you. Bai Su, find a cloak and give it to this girl put on."

The woman finally calmed down a little, raised her head to reveal the bruises on her forehead, cried and said, "My family name is Lijun Hang, and I live in Nanchenggen. My father and mother opened a sesame oil shop. Yesterday, my family delivered food to my parents, and they were caught by someone on the way." He came captive here. That man, who claimed to be the grandson of Mr. Zhang Ge, had evil intentions towards the slave family. Although the slave family came from a small family, they also knew the shame. They escaped when he was not prepared and hid for a night. The person found out. He fled in a hurry and crashed into the nobleman's carriage. I also hope that the nobleman will help me, and I am grateful!"

Su Qinghuan asked the eldest son with his eyes, who is the grandson of Mr. Zhang Ge!So arrogant.

The prince whispered: "Zhang Ge's three concubine daughters, one entered the palace, one became a prince's side concubine, and the other married an imperial businessman. The concubine daughters are all average. I guess they should marry The son born to the daughter of Huangshang Mansion Xinming. We don’t need to deal with this matter, look at Lord Situ.”

Situ Qingzheng's eyebrows were twisted together, his eyes were angry and cold.

He robbed the women of the people and got them in front of the censor, and threw himself into the trap, and no one could save him.Mr. Zhang Ge guessed that he was baffled, and he was going to blame his grandson who was using his banner.

"A bunch of trash, we haven't found them yet!" A man with a fat head and big ears, wearing a green shirt and fanning a gold-painted fan approached angrily and cursed.

His eyes were quickly attracted by Hang Lijun in front of the carriage, and he said with a lewd smile: "So here I am, my little beauty. You are really not good, my brother will teach you a lesson..."

The entourage around him dissuaded him, pointed to Su Qinghuan and his party, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Di Mingjun waved his fan indifferently, and said without shame: "A group of poor people who want to go to Beijing, they should be afraid of them! If you lend them ten guts, they won't dare to touch me."

While speaking, he swaggered over.

Hang Lijun trembled uncontrollably and wanted to shrink back, her eyes were sad and desperate.

"Don't do stupid things." Su Qinghuan shouted, "He dare not touch you!"

Di Mingjun looked at Su Qinghuan, and suddenly froze.

(End of this chapter)