The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 225
Yijun was not surprised when Zijun mentioned that he was going to practice in the camp early in the morning.Mrs. Lu was busier than Shang Kun. When the Luo family moved to a new house, she personally brought people to give gifts, and was rejected by Aunt Luo. After that, she was so busy that no one was seen.

Zijun was not in a hurry, and really planned to wait for Mrs. Lu for a long time. No matter what Aunt Luo said or scolded, he would not change his mind, and put on a posture that he would not marry unless Mrs. Lu.

Seeing that the son is determined, Aunt Luo has cried and made a fuss, but nothing works. The mother and son live together in the same house and quarrel like enemies. Maybe it will be better for Zijun to leave for a while.

"Then what should I write?" Yijun didn't know how to please the two princesses, and felt that there was nothing to say, so he asked Shang Kun first.

Shang Kun tapped the tip of her nose, trying to attract people into his eyes, and smiled slightly, "It's up to you, believe it according to your own heart, if you are too deliberate, grandma doesn't like it, her old man loves nature and willfulness the most. You are me Ah Yuan, pretending to be someone else would be disgusting to grandma."

Oh, Yijun probably understood what he meant, nodded in response, insisted on sending him to the gate of the house, watched the man put on his armor and ride away on a horse, then moved his slightly stiff legs back to the house.She wrote letters to the two princesses according to what Shang Kun said. She didn't know how to write too elegant and cumbersome style. She used simple vernacular to talk about the customs of Liangzhou City, what she had seen and heard along the way, and some things about Shang Kun. fun.

Unknowingly, when it was time to light the lamp, Ah Ran led someone into the room, and gently put down a tray on the round table.The familiar smell of medicine was inhaled, Yijun frowned slightly, and gently blew on the ink on the letter paper.

"Ma'am, use this bowl of medicine first, and then have dinner." The doctor specially ordered this medicine to be taken before meals, and Ah Ran has already picked it up and held it in front of Yijun.

The dark brown soup in the light white porcelain bowl smelled disgusting, Yijun glanced at it, waved his hand and said: "Remove it, I don't want to use it, and ask people to stop decocting the medicine first, when I want to drink it, I will drink it again." Order to re-fry."

A Ran held the medicine bowl and did not intend to let it go. She tried to persuade her, "Ma'am, the good medicine tastes so good, you must drink it. These medicines are all prescribed by the imperial doctor in the palace before leaving Beijing and the doctor in our mansion. It takes half a year to see the effect, and I have been taking it for three months, if I stop, the previous bitter medicine will be in vain.”

A Ran said that Yi Jun also understands that she has been taking medicine for many years, morning and evening, and she is patient to the limit. She feels that such days will never come out, so it is better to stop taking medicine for a few days.

"Let's withdraw, Mr. Lang yelled not to let me drink it all morning. It's all because of my insistence on drinking it until now. It's not good. I'm still so afraid of the cold in winter. I was sick when my mother moved to a new house a few days ago. I can't help it. Go to Congratulations in person. Elder sister of the Lu family invited me several times to drink tea at her house, but she dared not go because she was afraid of being frozen and would get sick again when she came back."

Yijun hugged her knees and sat on the chair, staring at the candlelight and talking quietly, she was really discouraged.The machine crossbows being made in the artisan workshop are also on hold. One is because the cold weather makes it difficult for the artisans to work, and the other is because she is too weak to go over to discuss with the artisans.

Seeing that his wife insisted on refusing to drink, Ah Ran sighed slightly, picked up the tray containing the medicine bowl and went outside, thinking that the lady would not have a good appetite if the husband was not around, so she ordered the kitchen to bring only mutton stewed in an earthen pot and carrots, and some freshly baked white cakes, and a bowl of feta cheese and fruit wine.

There is a famine outside, and the expenses in the mansion are greatly reduced. Shang Kun's Yijun usually only has four dishes and one soup, and the servants can fill their stomachs.

Shang Kun was not at home, Yijun felt uncomfortable, dizzy and drowsy, and the smell of charcoal in the room was too strong. He wanted to jump up and curse but couldn't find a suitable reason, so he took the tongs to pull the silver charcoal in the smoker.Fortunately, when she left Beijing, Princess Dachang felt sorry for her grandson, so she ordered people to prepare a few extra carts of fine silver silk charcoal, otherwise Yijun would have to burn ordinary charcoal and coal with the servants in the mansion.

The smell of the charcoal pot was strong, and it often made the servants feel dizzy and nauseous at dawn. It was too cold and they didn't dare to open the windows, and when the charcoal pot was turned off, it was freezing cold in the room.The petite flowers raised in the eldest princess's mansion were even more miserable. Some of them had bright heads and saw that Shang Kun couldn't get through, so they asked someone to intercede and find Yijun, and they willingly surrendered their status to serve in her house.

Who are you lying to, if you say you want to serve Yijun, you want to see Shang Kun twice more, Yijun doesn't give others this opportunity.

Yijun threw down the tongs angrily, bored in the room, wanted to talk to Aunt Luo, but was afraid of hearing about Zijun from her old man.

Looking up, there was nothing she could do, so she walked to the desk, picked up a charcoal pencil and wrote on the paper. After a few strokes, she suddenly knew what she wanted to do, found the direction, and after a while, she drew a sketch , Show it to Ah Ran.

"What did Madam draw?" The maidservants were very curious and asked again and again.

"The charcoal-burning stove, the waste smoke is discharged out of the house along the chimney, and the house has no smell. It will not smoke the house, and it will not make you dizzy from the smoke. How about it, let him do more when he comes back. indivual."

"Okay!" Shang Kun was outside the courtyard, and heard Ah Yuan chirping about her new drawing. It was a good idea to go around the camp, and the soldiers also complained about the choking fire. Ah Yuan was in a hurry. He is in trouble.

(End of this chapter)