In the afternoon, Jiang Shuyue took a short nap in a room in the backyard.

Qiuju and Yinqiao were not sleepy, and they were talking and identifying herbs in front.

When Jiang Shuyue came out, there were already more than ten women with girls waiting outside.

Jiang Shuyue interviewed them one by one, asking questions for the girls to answer.

After a round of screening, only six people were qualified.

"Girl, please keep my girl? My girl is very hardworking, and she is good at washing clothes and cooking."

The unsuccessful woman begged with red eyes.

The other women also echoed: "Yes! Our girls can do things, but they just don't study."

Jiang Shuyue shook her head secretly.

She said to the women who were rejected: "If you get sick and the doctor can't even write a prescription, would you dare to drink the medicine prescribed by such a doctor?"

The women were stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Girls can learn slowly."

"That's right, monks are all learned by people, what's so difficult, my mother-in-law can deliver babies, but she can't read."

It's really like a scholar meeting a soldier, and it's hard to explain.

Qiu Ju couldn't listen anymore.

She said with a pleasant face: "It's true that monks are all learned by people, but they also need wisdom, just like Master Huiyuan of Qinglian Temple. If all monks have wisdom, wouldn't they all be called masters?"

The women were slightly stunned when they heard it, and then blushed.

"That's it, you girls are still young, take them home and learn slowly, if you can't learn medicine, you can also learn embroidery, light incense, etc."

Jiang Shuyue could only say so much.

The girls she rejected were not bad looking, but their eyes lacked spirit and they had never been to school, so Jiang Shuyue could do nothing to help them.

Not everyone can learn medicine. If you learn well, you can save the world, but if you don't learn well, you can steal money and kill people.

So she was not careless in choosing people.

The unsuccessful people left with regrets.

Jiang Shuyue explained the rules of the clinic and Yueyin to the girls.

The girls were as happy as Yinqiao.

The girls were not from wealthy families, and some of them had small businesses.

Their families were not far from here, and Jiang Shuyue was very satisfied.

She asked Qiuju and Yinqiao to lead the girls to start with knowing the medicinal materials. Seeing that it was still early, she sat behind the screen to study the prescription for the epidemic.

The girls were all of the same age and soon became familiar with each other.

After these few days, Jiang Shuyue prepared a plague prescription. She calculated the time and the possibility of a fever outbreak was very high.

Heat epidemics are warm and hot in nature, highly contagious and can cause rapidly spreading exogenous heat diseases.

Heat epidemics include damp-heat epidemics, summer heat epidemics, and warm-heat epidemics.

Malaria may also occur.

She has a general understanding of the compatibility of malaria, and the formula for malaria is more difficult than that of plague.

She has to prepare the prescriptions for these possible epidemics as soon as possible.

She knows the basic pathology and which medicinal materials can inhibit it, but this is an era of Chinese medicine, and it is too difficult for her to find a formula to replace Western medicine.

As the sun sets in the west, for the safety of the girls, when Gao Mu came to the clinic to pick up Jiang Shuyue, she asked Gao Mu to send the girls home one by one.

In Qingyunzhai, Yang Mao quietly looked out the window in a daze.

Last night, he learned from Dongmei that Jiang Shuyue was still alive.

After being sent back to her parents' home by Yang, Wang Pozi was not reused by the mistress, and she was assigned to the kitchen to do odd jobs.

She has been looking for an opportunity to find a way to return to the Shangshu Mansion.

One day, she was wandering outside the Shangshu Mansion and saw a maid she had been friends with before coming out of the corner gate.

The maid told her that the eldest daughter had returned to the capital, and that it was the time for the second daughter to discuss marriage, so she should keep her mouth shut.

The scholars in the study left one after another.

At this time in the past, Yang Mao would have gone home long ago.

Just as he was wandering in the void, a magnificent carriage stopped in front of the Jiang Mansion opposite.

He was refreshed and hurriedly limped out.

A woman in a lake blue gauze dress came down from the carriage.

The woman's shoulders were as sharp as willows, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, she was as beautiful as ice and snow, like a fairy.

The woman got off the carriage and raised her head.

"Cousin Shuyue!"

Hearing a familiar voice, Jiang Shuyue stopped and frowned and looked in the direction of the voice.

Qiuju followed Jiang Shuyue's line of sight.

Qiuju saw Yang Mao limping over, and she quickly stood in front of Jiang Shuyue.

"Miss, go in quickly, it's Yang Mao, it's so unlucky to meet him here!"

Gao Mu put down the reins and stood beside Jiang Shuyue, looking at Yang Mao with unfriendly eyes.

Jiang Shuyue pulled Qiuju, "The capital is so small, it's only a matter of time before we meet."

He's just a cripple, what tricks can he play?

Seeing Jiang looking at him.

Yang Mao was very excited.

"Cousin Shuyue, is it really you?"

"Sir, please respect yourself, I'm not your cousin, you've got the wrong person." Jiang Shuyue's tone was cold, as if she had never known the person in front of her.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Yang Mao was shocked by the murderous aura emanating from Gao Mu.

He had a lot to say to Jiang Shuyue, but now he only had "I'm sorry".

He raised his head and forgot to look at the plaque of Jiang Mansion, then looked at Jiang Shuyue and quickly lowered his head.

Then he limped back home.

"This time, he is quite sensible." Qiu Ju secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Mao's temperament used to be that he would not give up until he struggled with him no matter what.

The next day.

Yang dressed up like a peacock and took Jiang Jiaojiao to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After entering the main gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the housekeeper settled Yang's mother and daughter, Mrs. Qu and Caiyan in the front hall and sat down before sending someone into the backyard to report.

Mrs. Yang thought that the housekeeper would take her directly to see Mrs. Wei.

Jiang Jiaojiao's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Jiao'er, this is the Queen's natal family, an unusual official family."

Yang means that it is reasonable to neglect them.

Jiang Jiaojiao lowered her eyes and suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

After a while, a charming woman walked out of the inner courtyard with a smile.

"Hey! Mrs. Jiang, long time no see. I'm sorry to hear you come from afar. Please come in quickly."

Yang was slightly stunned.

The person who came to receive them was Prime Minister Wei's aunt.

Before Yang became a stepmother, the two of them had met several times.

"Aunt Chen, why is it you?"

Mrs. Yang fully expected that the one receiving them would be the Prime Minister's wife, or at least the principal wife of the second room of the Wei family.

But... you still don't think of yourself as the principal wife of Jiang Mansion?

"Just now when the maid went to report to the old lady's courtyard, I happened to go over to say hello. So, I took the initiative to invite you."

Aunt Chen was laughing so hard that her hairpins were shaking, and she looked extremely smooth.

"Aunt Chen is interested. I heard that the old lady was frightened, so I brought Jiaoer here to visit. I don't know if the old lady is okay?"

Aunt Chen stepped forward and took Yang's arm, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously: "The old lady is in good spirits, but the one in the palace... ahem, seems to be in trouble."

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