The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Wen Ruolan knew the old man's surname was Zhao and lived in Bazhou city. He said that the Zhao family was a wealthy family, and he would not leave his hometown until he had to. Just because Bazhou city was so mad that he could not drink water, the old man was so angry that he asked all his six sons to go to the military camp to serve the imperial court. He had planned to take his family with him, but the women of the Zhao family were reluctant to leave home, Reluctant to leave their own men.

Finally, the old man went away with his only grandson.

Just listen to the old man say, Wen Ruolan can also make up his mind to find out how deep Bazhou is. His mind moved and he said: "old man, your state capital is Xu Yifeng, Mr. Xu?"

On hearing this, old man Zhao gave a thumbs up: "madam, you are a knowledgeable person. The official of Bazhou is indeed Mr. Xu Yifeng. Since ancient times, he has said that he is a scholar, but at this juncture, I can see the integrity of a scholar."

"Oh?" Wen Ruolan has a deep impression on Xu Yifeng. He is extremely intelligent and the city government is also very deep.

"My sons are all good at farming. My wife must know that soldiers have to be trained. When Mr. Xu Yifeng cheered at the gate of the city, my blood was boiling. That's really a word. Mr. Xu said that the country is not good. Where is my home? Longitudinal a cavity of blood spilled in the sea of Bazhou, that is also the boundary of my Dayan

At this point, old man Zhao blushed and shook his head: "no, I'm old and I don't have a good memory. Anyway, Mr. Xu said a lot. Almost all the young men in Bazhou participated in the national protection Corps."

Wen Ruolan droops her eyes. Alas, ancient people are still simple. What is a scholar with nothing to do? The scholar is good at stirring up emotions, but Xu Yifeng's move also shows that Dongfang Yi is not wrong about the people. Instead, the rear is not chaotic, but unite as one. This is the credit of the state capital.

"Grandfather, you have said it all, and I don't know how many people you advised to go to Bazhou." Young Zhao Chen double quite some unconvinced: "people are 15, just don't let me go."

"What are you going to do? Don't disgrace the state of Yan with the body bone like bean sprouts. " Old man Zhao scolded in a low voice and said, "study hard and become an official when you grow up. I'm afraid that you will not serve your country?"

Wen Ruolan was warmed by his grandparents and grandchildren. Looking at Zhao chenshuang, he thought: "Uncle Zhao, did Chen Shuang get any disease when he was a child?"

"Dissatisfied with madam, my grandson fell into the sea when he was a child and almost drowned. Later, he vomited blood for several years. He has been better in recent years, but his body... Alas." Old man Zhao shook his head when he mentioned his grandson.

"Chenshuang, come here and let me examine your pulse." Wen Ruolan saw Zhao Chen come over, his legs were still limping.

After feeling his pulse, Wen Ruolan gave him a prescription: "in the morning, he hurt his lung and vomited blood after falling into the water. That's why he ate this prescription for half a month and took care of it for half a year. He must be a lively young man. Uncle Zhao doesn't have to worry."

Old man Zhao got up in a hurry and saluted Wen Ruolan respectfully: "thank you very much, madam. I don't want to bother you for so many days, but I want my wife to see chenshuang. It's a pity that we don't have much money. I'm ashamed."

"It doesn't get in the way. Uncle Zhao's deep understanding of righteousness is admirable. This is not worth mentioning." Wen Ruolan called eight Liang to prepare the herbs, and sent away the grandparents and grandchildren.

Because Zhao Chen's legs are not good, and it's cold time, so he can only live here.

In a flash, more than half a month has passed. The more Wen Ruolan waits, the more anxious he is. This winter is very cold. He always feels that he is chilly in how many clothes he wears.

Eight Liang came in with fish soup, and came to Wen Ruolan with heartache: "Miss, you've lost a lot of weight."

"Eight Liang, do you think Mr. Liu has arrived in Bazhou?" Wen Ruolan raised her eyes.

Eight Liang rubbed his hands: "Miss, maybe it hasn't arrived yet. I thought that if Hua Wuying received the letter, she would come soon."

Wen Ruolan also knows that she just wants to receive a reply, even a few words. She always feels that Dongfang Yi is OK, and she is afraid that she is deceiving herself.

In the past half a month, the biggest change is Zhao chenshuang. The child's body is as good as day by day, and Wen Ruolan has really hit him. Zhao is very happy. He is busy chopping firewood and carrying water every day, trying his best to repay him.

The days passed like flowing water. Wen Ruolan only felt that it had been a long time, but there was no news at all.

"Maybe our fishing village is too remote to send letters." Eight Liang relieved.

In this regard, Wen Ruolan can only nod, can't receive news, she can't leave Ruirui alone, now it's really a dilemma.

A few days later, old man Zhao said goodbye with his grandson that he was going to Anju town. Wen Ruolan and Ba Liang couldn't keep him. They could only give some money to send them away from the fishing village. Before leaving, old man Zhao wrote an IOU saying that he would pay back the money in person one day.

Wen Ruolan also for their relief, received the IOU, originally thought that the people living in the town can help their grandparents settle down, think or give up, she does not want too many people know their identity.

After the grandparents and grandchildren left, the family calmed down. The more frustrated Wen Ruolan was, the more she felt that every minute had become a torment. She wanted to take ruiruirui to Bazhou.

*****

This is the largest ship in ChiYan kingdom. It's decorated magnificently. The middle-aged woman sitting on the throne has her hair in a bun, and the black and Red Dragon Robe is particularly eye-catching. Feng Mou glances at Dongfang Yi sitting at the bottom, slightly hooks her lips, and leans slightly: "Yanhuang, what's your choice?"

In front of them, they are all dressed in the same way. Each of the six women has bright eyes and white teeth. However, they are different from the women in the state of Yan. They look at Dongfang Yi with greedy eyes. They even have more courage. They hook up their skirt to show half of their beautiful legs like jade. There are bells hanging on their ankles. When they move, they jingle. When Dongfang Yi looks over, they smile at him.

Dongfang Yi frowned and said, "this is the princess of your ChiYan kingdom?"

"Of course." Hua Ning waved these women to their seats, and then said, "after the marriage, we will send Yanhuang back, and our ChiYan country will withdraw immediately. From then on, we will have peace for a hundred years. Won't Yanhuang?"

"I think Princess Jima is better. These are the same as the dancers in my palace." Dongfang Yi looks at Hua Ning with a slightly cool look: "it's a pity that Jima married fenglingtian. The king's daughter should be in..."

At this point, Dongfang Yi shut up.

Hua Ning's body shakes, and her eyes look over with some dignity. If it wasn't for the slight bulge of the veins on her hands, she would be confused. It's a pity that she is facing Dongfang Yi.

"You know?"

"It's not hard to know what's going on in the world as long as you have a heart." Dongfang Yi got up and said, "it's just a pity. I don't want to say it."

With such a word, he left slowly, leaving Hua Ning and a group of women who wanted to eat meat, looking at each other.

"Go away! Get out of here! You bastards Hua Ning slapped the table, and the women below almost ran away.

In such a big room, Hua Ning was the only one. Her chest fluctuated for a long time before she gritted her teeth: "are my children still alive?"