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Early in the morning, Xie Yu, who was in good spirits on the long road, planned to take a look in the small garden, but saw Suya transplanting herbs in the medicine field. In the past six months, Su Ya has been coming and going to Xie Yu very frequently, and her medical skills are far more outstanding than her appearance. If she were a man, she would definitely be a good doctor, but she didn't feel sorry, she just felt that it was already very good.

Xie Yu's legs and feet are at a loss for many doctors, only she never gives up, she began to specialize in leg diseases, reading ancient books every day, and finding ancient conveniences is very pleasantly surprised. Many ancient recipes were incomplete, or the herbs recorded on them were long incomplete, and she always tried them one by one with great patience.

Xie Yu used to only think that Su Chi was very persistent and stubborn, but now when he sees Su Ya like this, he knows: This is a common problem of the Su family. At first, Su Ya still asked the maid to bring the medicine, but then she was really worried about the dosage and heat of the medicine, so she went back and forth in person, and Xie Yu persuaded her several times: "The fourth girl is a young lady, how can she be wronged to do the cheap labor done by these subordinates here?"

"There is no distinction between high and low, and the real noble and low are only in people's hearts. The husband is the patient, and Soya is the doctor, and the doctor must follow the doctor's instructions in the treatment of the disease. Su Ya always replied like this, and after a long time, Xie Yu gave up knowing her stubbornness. Su Chi also said about the "noble and low", and now the situation is very different, and Su Ya's words have a little more comforting friendship.

Xie Yu saw that Su Ya was busy with this medicine field early in the morning, coupled with the rain that fell overnight last night, he was a little puzzled: "This winter hasn't passed yet, can you live if you transplant here?"

Su Ya stood up and pointed to the herb in her hand: "Sir doesn't know, this yellow beard grass is very hardy and not limited to the environment. As long as there is soil, it will definitely grow, and sometimes the vitality of plants is more tenacious than that of people. As long as they are not willing to give up their lives, Heaven will not be able to take them away. ”

Su Ya looked directly into Xie Yu's eyes and smiled lightly, but Xie Yu opened her eyes and looked at the green pine on the side, thoughtful.

In fact, Xie Yu did think of something else, as soon as the news of the murder of the horse in Qinghe reached Jinling, many people in the court couldn't sit still. So far, I don't know anything about this matter except for knowing that Fu Juma was killed, and everyone is in a fog, but there are always some smart people who can have some special ideas, such as Xie Yu.

On the night that the news of the horse's death reached Jinling, Princess Ei Nobunaga knelt in front of His Majesty's palace gate all night, but His Majesty avoided it. Several eldest princesses, eldest princesses, and queens came to persuade them, but Princess Rongxin always knelt in the snowy night and never left. The little eunuch on duty said that His Majesty dropped a pair of porcelain pots in the study that night, which was drawn by the concubine herself and then fired, and His Majesty has always loved it.

Later, when the concubine came late at night to persuade His Majesty to pass by Princess Rong Nobunaga, Princess Rong Nobunaga suddenly raised her face: "The horse is upright, naturally it is not as scheming as the people of your Su family, but you remember, your Su family owes us a life to the Fu family!"

The concubine never lost her manners at all, and her words were very free and easy: "The eldest princess's momentum is really admirable! If anyone dares to touch my man, I will definitely whip his whole family to the ground! Since the eldest princess can be so calculating with me, a woman in the deep palace, she must not be soft if she sees a murderer!"

After the concubine finished speaking, she walked away, and Princess Rong Nobunaga, who was kneeling in place, had already lost her face!

It was such a short episode that had already been spread in the palace, and some people said that the concubine was especially domineering in those days, and some people could remember the fierce whip of the concubine; some sensitive people had already guessed from this short conversation whether the death of Fu Ma had something to do with the Su family? The concubine and the Duke of Yasukuni are both in the south at the moment, and Princess Rong Nobunaga's indifferent temperament on weekdays does not look like a person who splashes dirty water, but how did the concubine die?

A group of people speculated wildly with their wild imagination, but at this time, the person concerned was drawing in front of the desk in the south study.

Guifei Su Jiang stood by the window, with a bronze mirror in front of her, clinical painting. The emperor was lying on the soft couch and looking at the excerpts, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the concubine was the master of the palace, and the eunuchs who came in and out of the palace were all accustomed to it, and no one felt abrupt.

The emperor suddenly put down the fold in his hand and looked at the noble concubine who was concentrating on painting: "You know that the eldest princess is angry, why should you provoke her? ”

The concubine didn't raise her head, and looked at the bronze mirror in front of her: "I can understand the grief in Princess Rong's heart when the horse suffers this catastrophe, and I am as sympathetic as Your Majesty." But I don't dare not defend the reputation of our Su family, if I let her insult the people of the Su family in front of me like this, how will I see the ancestors of the Su family under Jiuquan in the future?"

The emperor moved all the folds aside, "I've been in the palace for so many years, and I'm still a mouthful of our Su family, our Su family, such a bad habit needs to be changed." Moreover, even after a hundred years, life and death are the same cave, and what you see is also my royal ancestors. ”

"Your Majesty, hasn't you forgotten that the emperor and queen have always been buried together, otherwise where would you put the queen mother?" the concubine raised her head rarely, and her tone was a little cold.

"If the other women in the harem say this, it will definitely smell of vinegar, why did it change the taste when it is put in your mouth?" His Majesty stood up and walked towards the concubine.

"I actually forgot, it's not just a queen, Your Majesty has three thousand beauties. The concubine also stopped her pen and raised her head to face the emperor's chin. She suddenly smiled, and the woman's face in the bronze mirror was so beautiful that the city and the country were overwhelmed.

The emperor's hand was already around her waist, and the concubine did not push the distance, and picked up the freshly drawn painting in her hand with a calm expression. Only then did the emperor see the painting of the concubine, and laughed: "Just now you said that you want to paint a picture of a beauty, I asked you if you painted Xi Shi or Diao Chan, but you avoided answering, it turned out that what the concubine said was herself?"

The concubine was not shy, but held the self-portrait with great appreciation, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "What does Your Majesty mean: This woman is not beautiful?"

The emperor took the painting and looked at it for two or three before speaking: "Beauty is beautiful, but there is still something missing." "Objectively speaking, the name of the first beauty is not a flattery. As early as the cardamom years, how did the youngest daughter of the Su family look both beautiful and beautiful, and the more she grew up, the more graceful she became. Back then, Su Jiang wore coarse cloth clothes and dressed as a civilian woman to go to Yun'en Temple to make incense, and he looked at her in the crowd of people, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

The concubine was a little surprised: "What?"

The emperor took the brush and waved it in a big way: "Concubine Ai is missing a long whip, so that she can stand out for me!" The emperor's words were obviously a joke that the concubine said in front of Princess Rong Nobu that day, and he also heard the little eunuch next to him reply, this was so domineering, so fierce, and so moving!

The concubine lowered her head, her expression was slightly stiff: "Your Majesty doesn't have to take it seriously if you say it for a while." ”