The three hundred and eighty-fourth round

Guangping Daoist smelled a strong blood on Qin Ying's body, but he didn't ask her if she was injured, and continued to wipe the floor conscientiously, giving Qin Ying a pretty perfect aftermath. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Ying felt a little uneasy when he broke the bloody case that happened in the Sanqing Palace.

The two were quietly in the same hall, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

After two moments, the Daoists came in one after another, and they found a position in the back and sat down, none of them wanted to get too close to the strict Qin Ying.

Surprisingly, Qin Ying did not embarrass anyone during the morning class and retreat, and just held a bamboo board to demonstrate.

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Mei Sanniang saw that Qin Ying seemed to be asleep in the bathtub, and a wave of heat flowed in her eyes: she never regarded herself as a lady who needed to be cherished in the palm of her hand. Although she was grounded, the pressure did not reduce because of this, how tired she must have been these days.

wiped the moist corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, helped Qin Ying wash her head and rub her back, and then pushed her awake with choking.

"How old is it still a crying bag." Qin Ying held a ball of soap beans in one hand, smeared the soaked liquid on his arm, and sighed at Mei Sanniang next to him.

She didn't know why Qin Ying's state of mind was so unhurried, she only felt that Qin Ying was getting stronger and more uncomfortable, so she turned around and wiped her face and said in a muffled voice: "I'm waiting outside, if you want to add water, just open your mouth and command." ”

Qin Ying put down the soap carob beans and scooped some water to play, and replied casually: "I'll be fine soon." ”

Bathing is a comfortable shower for her. Shabu cleaned the foam that exuded a simple fragrance on her body, Qin Ying put on her middle coat and lifted her legs out of the bathtub, biting the placket and knotting the clothes on both sides, she wiped the green silk a little, and quickly retracted into the quilt.

Mei Sanniang heard the sound of water in the room gradually subsided, went in and cleaned up Qin Ying's robe on the screen, and then asked the maid to carry the bath bucket. Sitting in front of Qin Ying's couch, she took a cloth towel, fished her hair out of the quilt, and slowly wiped off the water droplets with a comb, thinking that if she didn't take good care of her, with her thick lines, she would have a cold tomorrow.

After she finished taking care of Qin Ying's hair and was about to leave quietly, she saw Qin Ying turn over, and the quilt pressed her injured hand, she pursed her lips and snorted softly: "Sister." ”

Only Qin Ying in her sleep will reveal her vulnerability and softness.

In the evening, Mei Sanniang stewed a big pot of pig's trotter soup for Qin Ying. Considering that Qin Ying's injury time was still short, Mei Sanniang did not use the sauce to press the color, and the surface of the soup had a layer of light yellow, Qin Ying was used to being a vegetarian in the Taoist temple, and she felt bad as soon as she drank half a bowl, and she vomited it all on the edge of the couch, which made Qian Silk and her hard work go down the drain.

Mei Sanniang knew that since Qin Ying had an illness half a year ago, her spleen and stomach were a little unbalanced, but she didn't expect that there was still a root cause of the disease now.

Qin Ying leaned against the wall and drank a sip of warm white water, trying to suppress the churning in his stomach, and barely squeezed out a smile: "It's just a little flesh wound, where is the squeamish to the point where you need pig's trotter soup to replenish your body?" A light radish soup at the back end will be fine. ”

Seeing Mei Sanniang pour the endless pig's trotter soup, Qin Ying squinted at Fang Liang, wondering how she was sick and weak like this.

She has lived for 300 years and is not healthy, so some sisters are worried when they see that they have a cold and a low-grade fever, and now they have just come down the mountain to enter the WTO for three years, and the situation of injuries and illnesses has come and gone, what is going on?

After thinking about it seriously, it finally came down to eating too much land in the world.

There is a saying in the market: When people eat grains, they must have seven emotions and six desires, and there is nothing that is not harmful.

When Qin Ying was cultivating in Taiyi Mountain in Qinling Mountains or Zhangren Mountain in Yizhou, he had breakfast every day; After Qin Ying arrived in the world, he followed the customs of the villagers and ate meat and vegetables three times a day.

At first, I didn't dare to eat meat, whether it was a cold dish or a hot dish, and I had a psychological barrier when I looked at it.

Because her divergent thinking can think of her original body being made into various delicacies and put on the table.

Later, he let go of himself as a member of the human race, but he still did not touch the internal organs of animals or greasy meat.

Qin Ying, who figured out the reason for her physical illness and weakness, touched her chin and considered the feasibility of long-term Bigu.

The body is the most important thing, and there is no place for sick officials in the court.

However, since December of the previous year, His Majesty has been out of the corridor to give food edicts. That is to say, every official of the Senate can have a royal breakfast under the corridor after the next court.

To completely open the valley is to save His Majesty's face. So every morning the bread still has to be nibbled correctly.

In the end, Qin Ying decided that after the Shangsi Festival on the third day of the third month of March, except for the morning, she would be in a hurry with whoever asked her to eat.

As for why she chose Bigu after that day, Qin Ying remembered that during the Chinese New Year, the hairpin lady said that every time she went to the Shangsi Festival Qujiang River, there would be a banquet for noble girls, and she hadn't attended it for several months, and it was time to brush up on her sense of existence.

She vomited once, her stomach was empty and hungry, but she didn't want to drink anything, even the decoction was pinched and poured through her nose.

Qin Ying's spirit is not bad, and she doesn't look like a weak person who has just recovered from a knife wound. She returned after being absent from work for half a month, which caused all the officials to talk behind their backs.

After all, she was the first official to be grounded, and the first to be lifted.

Qin Ying didn't care how others talked about their own rights and wrongs, sat on the side and took the same Hu cake and mutton soup in "Eating under the Corridor", slowly tore the cake and soaked it into the soup, and looked at Hou Junji's back in the distance.

His injuries were estimated to be almost healed, and there was no pause between his actions. However, one detail that made her wonder was that there was no one sitting around him. Isn't the book of the military department always highly sought after, like a freshly baked fragrant dumpling? Where did all those vassals of Hou Junji go?

Qin Ying looked left and right for a while, but he didn't find a figure like the squire of the military department.

As everyone knows, Li Shimin suspected that Li Chengqian had encircled the Gyeonggi Janissaries for a few days, and privately found an excuse to make the military department Shangshu deflated, and now Hou Junji is losing power, probably because of the blessing of Wushuang to the disaster, and coincidentally he was also injured by the sword at Qin Ying.

Now that the sword has been popular for a long time, Hou Junji can't believe that someone can make the sword magical. With keen and vigorous skills, it's a pity not to enter the army.

If he knew that the person was Li Chengqian's secret servant who came out of the shop, he might have spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The relationship between Su Gan Chengji and Li Chengqian is quite deep, but this is a later story.

Qin Ying used the corridor to eat, and then followed the "light pole commander" Rite Department Shangshu to the official office, this time the Ministry of Rites Shangshu has fully learned the lesson, and the confidentiality measures are very strict, Qin Ying has become a supernumerary, and after a while, he will go to Hengjie, and want to go back to the house in Xingdao to be idle.

The middle of the car was stopped by a somewhat familiar father-in-law, who bowed down and saluted: "Your Highness ordered you to go to the East Palace." ”

"How can any official of the Ministry of Etiquette respond to the edict of the prince?" Qin Ying muttered a sentence and lowered the curtain of the car, and re-entered the palace gate with the chief manager's father-in-law. (To be continued.) )