"The pulse of the inch mouth is big, the string is reduced, the big is the cold, the cold is reduced, and the ...... is empty" Zhang Zhaohua heard a voice say in a daze: "It is a combination of blood fever and blood stasis." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"The so-called blood fever is the failure of emotion, the liver depression turns into fire, or the feeling of heat evil, the heat is full of heat, the heat injury rushes to Ren, and the blood is forced to act in vain," this person said slowly: "When I go to the top of the sun, I will faint for a while." ”

"Blood fever is not hindered, if the mood is settled, the blood will naturally return to the meridians. He said, "If it's just blood stasis, it's a little bad." ”

"Please also ask the doctor to elaborate. "It's a woman's voice.

"Blood stasis is a symptom of internal injuries of the seven emotions, qi stagnation and blood stasis, stasis obstruction and rushing, blood does not follow the meridians, and it does not come down from time to time," this person seemed to be considering the words: "This is a potential disease, if you carefully recuperate, invigorate blood and remove blood stasis, it is the same as ordinary people; if you don't pay attention to it, it is very likely to collapse after childbirth in the future." ”

"Please also ask the doctor to prescribe medicine. Then the voices squirmed away.

After that, Zhang Zhaohua was drowsy for a long time, and when she really woke up, she felt that her mouth was full of bitter medicine. Zhang Ji's wife, Li, poured a lot of medicine into her, but they were all nourishing things.

"I slept for three days!" Zhang Zhaohua exclaimed: "Where is the mansion-"

"You fainted in the court, it was Lord Fu Yin who sent you back, and he also asked for medicine for you. Zhang Geng said: "Seeing you fainting and coming back, we thought it was tortured, and we were startled." The doctor said that your illness was a moment of anger, but he also diagnosed some gynecological problems, and prescribed medicine, and you should take it every day. ”

Zhang Zhaohua recalled the scenes in the court, and said in a daze: "What does it matter if I take medicine or not, Fu Yin just praised me for my courage to go to Beijing to file a complaint, but he refused to open his eyes for me." ”

She recounted the conversation in the public court, Zhang Geng sighed and said: "The king of Qi has a precedent first, if the disappearance of civilians is involved in the palace, no matter what official has to consider again." Moreover, the trial of this case requires the plaintiff and the defendant, and evidence must be collected. The official document issued from Yingtianfu to Kaifeng was enough for the second prince of King Zhou to do a lot of things to destroy evidence. ”

After being relieved for a long time, she was told to take it slowly. Zhang Zhaohua's thousands of thoughts in her heart finally firmed up, she pretended to be drowsy, closed her eyes again, Zhang Geng and Li couldn't bear to disturb her when they saw her like this, so they withdrew from the room.

After two or three days, when Li went to Taixue to deliver clothes, and Zhang Geng went out with something, she took a carriage and went straight to Tongzheng Division.

The General Administration Department is very close to the imperial city, and in the carriage, Zhang Zhaohua was thinking that the function of this General Administration Department is to receive and inspect the internal and external recitals. In addition to accepting internal and external chapters and refutations, the Department of General Administration also has an extraordinary function, the so-called "political communication", that is, the upper situation is issued, and the lower situation must be listened to by Siddhar. Therefore, all the Quartet's complaints, complaints, or illegal accusations can also be transcribed in the base book of the Department of General Affairs, and the reasons for the complaint can be submitted to the public.

This is an institution equivalent to the General Office of the State Council and the Bureau of Letters and Visits, Zhang Zhaohua clenched the appeal document, that is, the petition, got out of the carriage, and watched in front of the official office.

The gate was closed, and there were guards standing at the gate. Zhang Zhaohua slowly moved over, and the guards stared at her together.

Just at this moment the door opened, and an official in a green official robe laboriously walked out, because he carried a large basket in his arms, and the basket was full of books. After crossing the threshold, he put the basket down, took two breaths and commanded the guards at the door: "Come here and help me move it!

The guard went over to help carry it, and he shouted again: "Don't mess up the order - one basket is sent to Ouchi, one basket is sent to the provincial capital, and the top red cover is urgent, be careful!"

As soon as he turned his head, Zhang Zhaohua met him, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Who is this, who is this!" he shouted: "A female doll, why did you come here! Go home quickly, the country is important, and you must not linger!"

And the guard will come and drive her away.

Zhang Zhaohua hurriedly said: "The people's daughter has a complaint to appeal, and please ask the adults to be accommodating!"

"At a young age, I have a complaint to sue," this person snorted and said, "I also found an important place like the Yamen, where are your parents, why did you come alone, show up, what kind of system!"

"My father is being held," Zhang Zhaohua said: "My mother is sick in bed, and the little girl can only support the door alone, and if she has a grievance appeal, she can't care about her dignity!"

"Listen to your accent, I'm not a native of Beijing," this person was finally willing to look at her with a straight eye, and said: "There is a case that has been sent to the province and run to the Beijing Division, and there is also a case that should be accepted by the Tianyamen, what do you do when you come to the political department?"

"There is really a strange injustice, and it must be appealed to God. Zhang Zhaohua said: "It is a matter of the sect, the state government has no power, and the Beijing officials want to avoid suspicion in the two places, and the people are embarrassed and have no choice but to ask for help from the Yamen." ”

"It's about the sect," the man frowned, pondered for a long time, and said, "I heard that you seem to have read a book, can you write?"

"Will write. Zhang Zhaohua said.

"You come with me," he beckoned to Zhang Zhaohua and said, "I will first write the reason for the complaint." ”

Zhang Zhaohua went in with him, and in a small space in the room, the official took the bottom book and asked Zhang Zhaohua to transcribe the statement, while he carefully read Zhang Zhaohua's statement on the side.

"It's another matter of the sect's captivity of good people," he saw halfway through and shook his head: "This thing is also common. Every year, the provincial governments don't know how many such complaints are sent, but you are the only one who directly reports to the embassy. ”

Zhang Zhaohua paused at the tip of his pen and asked, "My lord, how did the emperor approve it in previous years?"

"He decreed that the kings should be reprimanded, and that the good men and fields should be returned, and that the long history should be persuaded and taught, and that's it. The man also said with pity: "But there are many things that go against the yang, as long as the kings don't do illegal things, the emperor can't hurt the relationship between father and son for such a trivial matter." ”

"What do you mean by such a trivial matter," Zhang Zhaohua said: "Isn't this an illegal thing, what is called illegal?"

"Privately storing armor, secretly casting weapons, and plotting against others is called illegal. This man said: "This is not within the tolerance of the emperor and the court, and the others are at most absurd pleasures, nothing more." ”

Zhang Zhaohua said: "As long as the emperor sees the complaint and orders my father and brother to go home, how dare we investigate the matter of Zhou Wangfu!"

"The emperor is actually impatient to see such a complaint, and he is afraid that he will hand it over to the Zongren Mansion," the man said: "I'm just afraid that the Zongren Mansion will hide from each other, but I will succumb to your father and brother." ”

Zhang Zhaohua was almost desperate, because she saw a large stone slab with "Red Card for Performance" written on the open space diagonally opposite, and there was no red card underneath, which showed that it had been taken away by others.

She wrote the form, and this person promised to submit it, but he didn't say the result after the submission, and Zhang Zhaohua himself estimated that there was no hope, and he went out of the embassy yamen in a daze.

"Girl," said the servant of the cart, "will you go back?"

"Let's go back. Zhang Zhaohua said weakly.

She lifted the curtain and looked at the bustling street market and pedestrians—until she saw something in her eyes.

"Stop, stop!" she shouted.