Di Daughter: The Favoured Medical Princess

At the reception party, the women in the palace were drinking fragrant plum wine, using delicious meals, talking from time to time, laughing and Yan Yan, so lively.

The center of all the daughters is naturally Shigong Nangong.

It was already a lot of incense, and Aunt Mei, who stood on the side, twisted her body impatiently.

The other aunts could not help but glance at her. This aunt Mei was sent in by Mrs. Qiao. Although she was in the name of serving the wife, she really knew what it meant.

At that time, when the wife was not confined, they had to set the rules for five hours a day, and now it is only a pillar of incense, they don't believe she can't stand it, hum, but just want I am petting and pampering.

Auntie Mei adjusted her stance, held her forehead, and shook her weak body as if she were going to fall at any time.

Every once in a while, she shook her body weakly, once, twice, three times ... naturally, there were young girls on the table, and they secretly exchanged a look, all impassive.

The table continued lively and lively. After half an hour, the girls removed the dishes on the table and served hot tea to the children.

Nangong Yan picked up the tea cup and sipped it. Then she turned to the Weishi who was sitting on her left: "Wei Fangfei, my mother has been struggling with a sick bed recently, so that the new aunt has become unruly! Concubine Wei, can only bother you for your hard work, let the new auntie go to your yard to set up two hour rules every day. "

As soon as Auntie Mei heard this, there was an unbelievable expression on Jiao's face, and she blurted out: "Sir concubine, I'm the king ..."

"Bold." Auntie reprimanded, "In front of the concubine, the aunt should call herself a" slave ", and according to the rules of the palace, the aunt would take the five-handed board."

Aunt Mei bit her lower lip and seemed very unconvinced. Even her eyes were a little darker, and she looked pathetic.

Nangong said slowly: "... Lao Fang Wei concubine and then assign a rearing puppet in the past."

Wei's long ago saw that auntie Mei's irregular frivolity, but she had always been low-key, so she didn't speak reprimand. Since Shi Zifei proposed, she immediately owed herself: "What Shi Zifei said is that she must teach her aunt Mei well, so as not to lose the face of Wangfu."

Nangong nodded and smiled: "This tea-scented duck tastes good today. Is there a new chef in Wangfu?"

Concubine Wei smiled and said, "You are right ..."

No one paid any attention to her aunt.

In this scene, everyone in the audience was watching, and they couldn't help secretly saying that the princess Shi is indeed the princess of the world, even if it is the new aunt who has been quite favored recently.

The feast of wind-ups ended calmly.

After returning to the courtyard, Nangong Yu had no desire to move at all, and soon fell asleep.

When Bai Hui and Thrush came on duty early in the morning, Nangong Aunt hadn't woken up yet, An Niang opened her eyes as soon as she saw them, quickly pulled them aside, and lowered her voice and asked, "How about?" Concerned about this matter, as soon as they returned yesterday, the two maids were sent away by the concubine, and it was not convenient for her to ask the concubine directly ...

Just three words, no head and no brain, but Bai Hui understood it, and the thrush on the side understood it, and there was a glow on the face.

Bai Hui looked as usual and nodded.

With this nod, An Niang hung in the air and let go of her hands, worshipped with her hands folded, and muttered in her mouth, "But you should bless the world concubine as soon as possible with the grandchild!"

After the marriage of Shizi and Shifei, Anniang has always been concerned: At first, she was afraid of Shizi's impulse and could not control herself. Shizi was still young, and the round house was not good for Shizi. Unexpectedly, Shi Ziye was really intentional. He patiently waited for more than two years ... It was not easy for Shi Zi to be concubine, but Shi Ziye went out again, and the round house had to be left.

Finally this time, it was done!

Now, when the second concubine gives birth to Liner, she can be completely relieved ... No, she has to help take care of the grandson!

An Niang looked at Bai Hui and thrushed them, frowning. These girls are still too tender, how to know how to take care of the baby, still have to rely on yourself!

Seeing that Anniang's complexion changed again and again, and finally went away with ambition, Bai Hui and the thrush could not help but look at each other, and then laughed.

Although I don't know what happened, it seems to be a good thing.

All of this, Nangong Yu, who was still asleep, naturally did not know, she felt this sleep until three strokes in the sun.

Rushing for days, riding horses, and fighting with the Baiyue people, making Nangong Yan physically and mentally tired, and his muscles were sore. When I came back yesterday, I didn't feel much, but After waking up all night, the soreness in her body struck like a weed that grew wildly, making her completely unwilling to move.

After struggling in the bed with a scent of incense, Nangong Xiong squeaked the little copper bell beside the bed.

The door opened, and the girls who had been waiting outside had flowed in, waiting for her to get up and wash.

After rushing to eat breakfast, Nangong 玥 asked her to go to the roster of the descendants of the palace and took Bai Hui to Tingyu Pavilion.

Xiaoyao diligently led her to Dongjijian. When Fang Fang saw her coming, she quickly put down the newly printed stone in the book, beckoned her, and said, "Ama, come, come and sit."

Although the winter day in southern Xinjiang is much better than that of Wang, the old lady Fang is physically weak after all, and a charcoal fire has been set in the room, warm.

Nangong Yuhan smiled and asked Ann.

Mrs. Fang looked up and down at Nangong Yan, and squeezed out a line of smiles on her wrinkled face, her eyes narrowed with smile. "Ama, your boat and car are tired after your trip, and you are all thin. Then you can take care of yourself. . Go back and take a good rest for a while, the trivia in the palace is endless, don't tire yourself ... "

Nangong's heart was warmed by the old man's heart. In this royal palace, probably only Mrs. Fang can let her feel the kind of elder's love for the younger generation.

"Thank you for your grandfather's concern, I know." Nangong Ai sat down beside Fang.

As soon as Nangong Yu had asked for Ann yesterday, Mrs. Fang rushed back to rest and didn't talk to him about Yanding City. However, she knew that Mrs. Fang was also very concerned about it, so she smiled and proclaimed: "Maternal grandfather, can you know that Ai Yi won the battle?"

"Know, know!"

Speaking of this, Old Fang laughed even more.

Before Nangong Ling left, he commanded Zhu Xing, and immediately reported to the old lady Fang whenever there was a good news. Therefore, even though Fang did not leave the house, she was very clear about the great victory of Yanding City. Every good news, he had to turn over and over again Many times.

"Maternal grandfather, you must not know how to fight it!" Nangong Yan's eyes were like bright stars, said, "Ai Yi, he is prestigious ..."

She talked vividly about the battle of Yanding City, talking about how Xiao Yi pretended to lead a 20,000 army to Yongjia City, and how the Nanliang Army came under the city, but ran away in horror, but was caught in an ambush. Wan Dajun waited for his life and killed almost all the army!

In order to cheer Fang Fang happy, Nangong Yan deliberately picked up Xiao Yi's part and explained in detail, how Xiao Yi was brave, how Xiao Yi was good at fighting, how Xiao Yi was full of spirits ... It was as if she had witnessed herself on the battlefield. The scene was similar. In fact, even if she hadn't witnessed it, Xiao Yi showed it to her several times with joy.

Mrs. Fang laughed, and the whole person seemed to be young for several years.

"Good killing! Good killing!" Although Fang Fang was still old, his blood was not changed, and he patted his palm on the table. "It's time to kill all these Nanliang people who don't know how many people in southern Xinjiang have been massacred. ! "

Looking at the old man's happy appearance, the corners of Nangong's mouth are also rising, and his face is filled with a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Old Fang asked her a lot of things about Yanding City, and Nangong answered them in detail.

Naturally, the good news is not the good news, only Xiao Xiao's bravery was mentioned, but he did not mention the large and small scars of the new and old scars.

Mrs. Fang was addicted to her feet, her face was even a little deeper with wrinkles, and she said with honor in her mouth: "Okay, okay! If his mother-in-law knew that Ai was so capable now, She will be very happy. "When talking about her premature daughter, Old Fang's face could not help but darken.

Nangong Xiong said, "I'll go and give her mother-in-law incense and tell her the good news." The mother-in-law was the one who gave birth to Ai. Although they could no longer filial her, she went to her and reported to her. A peace should be.

Mrs. Fang nodded comfortably, and she felt relieved, and asked, "Ai Yi has gone to Yongjia City now?"

Nangong smiled and nodded, completely afraid to mention that Xiao Yizheng led his soldiers to venture into Nanliang territory, and only said: "Now that our army has a big advantage, even if Ikaruo can't stick to the city of Dengli, as long as there is no food to keep up, it will sooner or later Can't go on. When this battle is over, Ai will be able to return, at most it will only take a month or two. "

Mrs. Fang laughed loudly. The grandson was about to return. Maybe he will have a great grandson soon.

God made him lose his wife and daughter in his early years, and after so many years of torture, he did not treat him anymore in his old age!

Nangong Yan continued to say, "... I will give a small courtesy to the Zhou family in a few days, so I will return first." With that, she turned sharply, "? ... Grandfather, I am on my way back , Got a piece of ore ... "

She glanced at Bai Hui, who took out a purse wrapped in a blue parcel from the purse and handed it to Nangong.

Nangong Yu unfolded the pail, exposing the gray ore, and brought it to Mrs. Fang: "I want you to help me with my palms ..."

Before Nangong's words were finished, Old Fang looked at the ore and said, "Is this ... a salt mine?" Then he took the ore and examined it with his nails, A little bit of stone debris was put on the tip of the tongue and tried, then he bowed with certainty, "This is indeed salt ore."

Salt mine! ?

Nangong suddenly realized.

Even in Dayu, salt was strictly controlled by the court, and the salt tax was one of the main sources of revenue for the Ministry of Households. The smuggling of salt is a death penalty, but the profits of private salt are huge, or there is a steady stream of people who take risks to make it a rich country.

Dayu is so, not to mention the inland Baiyue.

Baiyue does not rely on the sea on all sides. Even if there is lake salt, well salt and mineral salt, it is not as inexhaustible as sea salt. They are short of salt, and the benefits of a salt mine are simply incalculable.

No wonder, they are taking such a big risk to conquer the salt mine of Fang family, and have been mining for more than ten years in the name of Fang family. Even now, they will not give up.

Mrs. Fang keenly felt that Nangong's mood was a bit wrong, and asked, "Ah, what's wrong with this ore? ... Someone is holding you to cover you?"

Nangong Ai hesitated, without answering: "Maternal grandfather, do you remember Fang's family has a mine on Siegler Mountain?"

Siegley Mountain?

Old Fang frowned, and frowned his beard thoughtfully. "... I remember more than ten years ago, it seemed that someone was going back and forth saying that a vein had been found in the area around the Sigler Mountains. I remember that I was responsible Wu Guanshi of the mine hired some long-time workers and dug there to see if it was poor or rich. "

There are many Fangjia mines. If it is just a poor mine, Old Fang will not look down on it, and it will not be worth the manpower and material resources to mine.

After that, in the impression of Mrs. Fang, she never received a reply from Siegley Mountain. It was worth mentioning that the mine was too poor. Mrs. Fang didn't control it any more. For Mrs. Fang, who owns most of the mines in southern Xinjiang, it is good to remember a name.

What's more, it was a dozen years ago.

Recalling the ore that Nangong Xiu just took out, Mrs. Fang seemed to understand something, and asked, "Ah, you ore come from Mount Sigler?"

Nangong nodded.

"It turned out to be a salt mine!" Fang was very surprised.

Salt mines are rare and can bring even more value than iron mines.

But if the salt mine had been mined in Siegler Mountain that year, why would he have no idea?

No, he didn't know what to do, why now, more than ten years later, Nangong Yu has noticed this mine instead. Among them ... Mrs. Fang was afraid to go on.

Nangong Zhi knew that Fang's old lady would inevitably be suspicious, but if she wanted to search down the Siegle Mountain, she would undoubtedly need the support of Old Fang. There were also book books in earlier years. Mrs. Fang is the owner of the Fang family. If you want to see this account book, you cannot hide something from him.

Nangong looked at Grandpa Fang without hesitation and said, "... Grandfather, now the salt mine in Siegler Mountain is in the hands of Baiyue, and it is known by the name of Fang's family to the outside. . "She only talked about Baiyue, concealing that it may be related to the death of the first princess and the old king.

Mrs. Fang is also a person who has experienced wind and rain, calmed down after hearing the words, nodded slightly, and said, "If you want to check something, you want to ask, you just talk to my grandfather."

"That's natural." Nangong Yuhan responded with a smile, and climbed up the pole along the pole. "Speaking of it, there is really a place for you to help. When I came back this time, it was two hundred and fifty stones. Iron ore, I want to ask your grandfather to make a group of iron ya. "

Mrs. Fang is very old, and she is afraid that she will cause trouble to her grandson. Now, Nangong Ai said that there is something to trouble him, but he was intrigued, especially this Tieya was used by the grandson on the battlefield. He said he agreed immediately.

Nan Gongyu pretended to say that he had deceived these iron ore mines from the hands of the Baiyue people, coaxing the old lady to laugh, and some anxiety just because of the Siegler Mountain also quietly disappeared with the laughter go with.

Accompanying the old lady Fang for lunch, Nangong Xiong invited him a pulse of peace, prescribed a dose of soothing soup, watched him use it, and then left Tingyu Pavilion.

By the time she returned to the yard, Mi Er had placed the roster on the case in her small study.

The roster records the basic situation of each subordinate in Wangfu: whether the family had children or bought them, their names, their ages, where they went for business, and so on. The establishment of the Zhennan King's Mansion is only a few years old. Even if the family has the most children, it will multiply to the third generation. From time to time, Wangfu will buy some people to come in.

These records are a bit too simple.

In particular, the parents of the children who lived there were not documented in the past.

Nangong Nian looked at the roster casually and asked, "Well, who are the wives who talked about Auntie Mei yesterday?"

My son stepped forward two steps and said, "It is rude to forgive you."

After turning a few pages, she pointed out a few names. They are the first batch of servants in the palace. In addition to the basic information such as name and monthly money, the roster only records the date and price they were bought, and where they are currently in the business.

Nangong put together the roster, and said, "It is said that from now on, all the descendants of the royal palace will be aggregated and the roster will be re-registered ... specifically, as we did in the royal palace of the capital. She paused, adding, "It's not just the servants, but the aunts."

"Yes, concubine."

Xuan Er bowed her knees and retreated.

Not disappointed, it must be false. Nangong Yu can only comfort himself in his heart. Don't worry, since someone did it then, there must be something to look for! She has enough time to check it slowly!

Nangong's order was quickly passed down. Although there was some discussion among the people, they did not dare to disagree at all. It was the response of those aunts who had fallen out of favor. Some of the favored ones had aggrieved. Complained to the Zhennan King that he was frivolous, and let the Zhennan King decide for himself.

To this end, the king of the south of the town also called out Nangong and asked one or two.

"Father Wang, whether it was Yanding City or Luo Yuecheng, we found spies in Nanliang." Nangong said squintingly. "Daughter-in-law thinks that you must not be careful. If Nanliang people sneak into our palace, That was a serious problem. Instead of worrying about it all the time, let's check it first. "

These words were well-organized, and the King of Zhennan thought that there might be an undercover detective from Nanliang people in his palace.

With the words of King Zhennan, things are much easier to handle. Nangong 玥 gave it to 鹊儿 and thrush in full power. After rest, he looked at the placards handed over by the government, and was tired from the journey. The need to rest was all rejected. After failing to get close to Nangong Yan, the governments were disappointed, and they immediately expressed that they did not dare to interrupt Shi Zifei's rest, and in turn sent a rich reception ceremony.

In just two days, a newly opened warehouse was full.

Her lips were raised high in front of Baihui, which was registered in the list of gifts. She still remembered that these residences were still on the sidelines when Shi Zifei first arrived in South Xinjiang. It was only a few months and it had completely changed. Attitude, Shi Zifei can be regarded as a firm foothold.

After a two-day break, Nangong Yu took the pair of cards sent by Xiao Yu, and once again took charge of the Zhennan Royal Mansion.

On the fifth day of December, Zhou Dacheng rushed quickly and returned with two hundred stone iron ore three days in advance. On the same day, the iron ore was sent to the smelting workshop of Fang's house and rushed to work day and night.

On the sixth day of December, Xiaohui flew into Bixiaotang and brought back a good news--

Xiao Yi led his troops to enter Nanliang from the poisonous black swamp, and won five cities in one fell swoop, righteously pressing the city of Nanliang.

There was only such a simple sentence in the news report, but Nangong Yan read it in his mouth over and over again, his face beaming.

Counting time, she was only separated from Xiao Yi for more than ten days, and she was missing him all the time.

Nangong Yan's lips were always filled with smiles. After a long time, he threw the good news into the brazier ...

"Second concubine, girl Han is here."

At this time, the voice of Bai Hui came out of the door, and along with Nangong's sentence, "Let Sister Xia come in", Han Qixia hurried in. She was wearing ordinary green cloth clothes and could not stop the anxiety on her face. "Well, I seem to be recognized ..."

Nangong was startled and asked, "Who is it?"

"Yeah ..." Han Qixia took a deep breath and gasped, "It's Baiyue's maiden, dressing."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang College, please do not reprint!