Chapter 162: Repeated refusals

Qin Tongxin glanced at Lan Jing, who was still laughing, glared at her with a little annoyance, took a deep breath and walked forward to knock on the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This time it was a little boy who answered the door, he looked at Qin Tongxin with his big round eyes and raised his head, and asked in a milky voice, "Who are you?"

Qin Tongxi squatted down to look at him at eye level, and pretended to be sad and said, "Yuanzi, have you forgotten your brother Qi?" You said you liked me the most. ”

The little boy who was called Yuanzi tilted his head and looked at Qin Tongxi, it was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember.

"Yuanzi, who's coming?" A low, weak voice sounded, and Yuanzi turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, Qin Tongxi walked in directly, and the little guy behind him also walked in, Lan Jing went in last, and she tied the door with her hand.

In the courtyard, an old man sat on a rocking chair, his head tilted slightly, and he looked at Qin Tongxin with a kind smile in his eyes, "Tongxi is here, the palace has finished the test?" ”

The old man was skinny, and his hands on the rocking chair were so thin that only the blood vessels were protruding.

As soon as Lan Jing walked next to Qin Tongxi, the old man's gaze shifted over, and she had no choice but to smile and nod in greeting.

"Master Chen, you, why are you so sick? Have you seen it? Ah Gui, you hurry up and ask the doctor, no, no, go to the imperial doctor, take my father's name to ask. Qin Tongxin said in a panic, his eyes were a little red, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

When Master Chen heard this, he raised his hand to stop him, "Don't bother, I know my physical condition, and now even the immortals are weak." ”

Qin Tongxin was a little choked up when he heard this, and looked at Master Chen and lowered his head helplessly.

Lan Jing didn't say anything on the side, as soon as she approached Master Chen, her brain automatically analyzed his condition. His abdomen was bulging, his exposed skin was sallow, his complexion was gray, and his jaundice was severe. Obviously, it is an advanced stage of hepatic ascites, and this disease is weak even in modern times, let alone ancient times.

Master Chen saw through life and death, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "Don't be sad, who has not died in life since ancient times, I have no regrets in this life."

He was admitted to Xiucai at the age of seventeen, was admitted to the juren at the age of twenty, became a second-ranking jinshi at the age of twenty-five, and was an official for ten years.

"Grandpa drinks medicine," Yuanzi walked over slowly with a bowl of medicine.

Lan Jing couldn't help but think of Xuan'er at home when he looked at his serious little look. He should be a little younger than Xuan'er and as old as Qi'er, he is really well-behaved and sensible, and he is as likable as her children.

Qin Tongxin took the medicine from Yuanzi's hand and handed it to Master Chen, "Master, drink the medicine." ”

Master Chen waved his hand with a bitter face when he saw the medicine, "I'll drink it later." ”

Yuanzi pouted, "Grandma said you have to drink it now." ”

Chen Fuzi had no choice but to take it, frowning, and bored.

Seeing that he had drunk the medicine, Yuanzi ran away with the bowl as if he had completed the task.

Chen Fuzi smashed his mouth, trying to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth with saliva.

The little guy walked in with the gift box and followed Yuanzi, and when he came out again, he took two chairs.

Lan Jing sincerely felt that this little guy named Agui was too intimate! After taking the chair, he thanked him: "Agui, thank you so much."

Ah Gui was stunned for a moment and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no thanks." He stepped aside.

After Qin Tongxin sat down, he babbled about this exam.

Chen Fuzi listened attentively with a smile, and would say a few words from time to time.

Because there was no place for Lan Jing to interject, it was past noon, and she was already a little sleepy, and she couldn't stop yawning.

Just when she was drowsy, she was suddenly patted by someone, and she stood up in fright, shouting, "Who?"

Qin Tong pursed his lips and smiled, "Master is going to rest, let's go." ”

It was an old lady who sent them off, and she told them to stay for dinner before leaving.

After Qin Tongxi's repeated refusals, a young woman took a food box and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady put the food box in Qin Tongxi's hand, "This is your favorite glutinous cake, it was made in a hurry, and it may not be as delicious as what you ate before." ”

Qin Tongxi's eyes were a little red when he was holding the food box, and he looked at the old lady and said a little choked: "Master, thank you."

After getting into the carriage, Qin Tongxin gushed the story of him and Chen Fuzi's family.

That was fifteen years ago, when the new emperor had ascended the throne, and he, as a somewhat close relative of the emperor, was held by someone when he walked there.

And at the age of five, he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad, so he was instigated by others and ordered to beat a classmate who didn't flatter him.

Later, Chen Fuzi stopped him in time and left him behind to educate him.

Originally, he didn't listen, and he held his breath in his stomach, thinking about finding an opportunity to repair that person again.

As a result, in those days, because Chen Fuzi was more strict, he didn't have a chance, and later he squatted in the thatched house with diarrhea, and then he heard those who encouraged him to beat people say that he was a fool.

He was very angry when he heard this, and wanted to settle accounts with those people, but it was Master Chen who stopped him and told him how to distinguish right from wrong and not be someone else's gunman.

Over the years, as long as there is something he doesn't understand, he will come to ask Master Chen for advice.

In his heart, Master Chen is not just a master of his, but an existence like a guiding lamp.

When Lan Jing heard this, he thought that Mr. Chen's house was not good, and he couldn't help but say, "Since Mr. Chen is so good to you, why don't you buy him a better place to live?" For you, three or four thousand taels shouldn't be something you can't get. ”

Qin Tongxin listened and said depressedly: "Why didn't I buy it for him, he refused to live." But he didn't live here before, it was a little better there, it was a two-way courtyard. He only recently moved here. ”

"Why?" Lan Jing asked puzzled.

Qin Tongxin sighed, "Master said that this is the home he lived in when he was a child, and he misses it. He misses his mother, who helps people do laundry to earn money to support the family, so he thinks, he thinks..."

Lan Jing sighed when she heard this, she didn't know if it was a kind of falling leaves and returning to her roots, she felt that she could understand Master Chen's psychology.

"Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the rewards, because my cousin's rewards are all things in the palace, so I can't estimate them, so you can just say how much silver you want from me."

Lan Jing looked at Qin Tongxi's bold look, and smiled: "Not much, not much, I plan to customize some jewelry in Qi Bao Zhai, the shopkeeper said that as long as you give the cost and manual fees, you will help me give it then, how about it?"

"Why are you a boy making custom jewelry? You don't start pleasing girls at a young age, do you? Qin Tongxi said disdainfully.