Chapter 168: The Seeker
At the end of the song, the silk strings are still vibrating, and the sound of the piano is endless, echoing slowly.
"The mound is so Yaxing, and the discussion is not finished and the qin is here." A clear voice entered with the sound of footsteps.
Xie raised his eyes, and saw that it was Xiangfu Ling, the face that had eased down suddenly sank, and his little hand was retracted, and he supported the piano platform and wanted to get up, but his legs moved, pulling the wound that had not yet healed, it was sore and painful, and his body stiffened for a moment.
"Pain?" Jing Xuan lowered his eyes, pressed her lower abdomen with one hand, and wanted to probe into her shirt, but was held down by a pair of small hands to relieve her worries.
"Don't ......" Xie Wei bit his lip and whispered, a red cloud flew on his face in an instant, and he glared at him across his eyes, "I'm fine." β
Jing Xuan was extremely happy to see her shy and timid appearance, smiled, picked her up horizontally, gently placed her on the couch, and whispered to her ear like a cinnabar-dyed ear as if no one was around, "Don't take it as an example." β
Relieved of his worries, after understanding what he meant, his face became more and more crimson with shame, he still wants to have a next time?! No, she didn't want to have a next time at all!
Xiang Fuling indifferently took in the different expressions of the two of them, with a businesslike tone, "The Dongting Qin army is loose, and it should be there within three months." β
ββ¦β¦οΌβ Xie Anxiety and confusion blinked, is Jing Xuan going to Dongting too?
She and Jian Ji were going to Dongting, and those sergeants were also living in seclusion near Dongting, if she could go with Jing Xuan, wouldn't there be a better chance of escaping?
But will Jing Xuan agree to take her with him?
"Worried." Jing Xuan saw that she was silent, and stroked her forehead, "After three months, we will go to the Dongting Sect Temple." β
Xie Wei raised his head in surprise when he heard that she was going to go together, and a trace of excitement rose in his eyes, which was then extinguished and replaced with doubt, "...... Jongmyo is not in Shouchun? β
"When King Ping was king, Yingdu was set in Jingdi. On the verge of Dongting, although our people have migrated with the king, the temple has not yet changed its location. Jing Xuan held one of her soft little hands and patiently explained, "Worry is Zhao Yu Xie Clan. Zhao Zhichen also, but the Ju clan also lives in Zhaoyu, not in Handan. β
Jongmyo is Jongmyo Jongmyo Shrine, once the initial location is decided, how can it be changed lightly? There will be ups and downs in the official position of the DPRK and China. The roots of this family will not change.
The Jing family is a descendant of King Chuping, and naturally lived in the Yingdu of King Ping for generations, that is, near the left of Dongting, and only those who intend to enter the court will gather in Yingdu to study and study politics.
At the beginning, he met on the shore of Dongting to solve his worries, and he was going to the clan land to welcome his uncle Jingcha back to Ying, and now he can return to Dongting with her, which is also due to fate.
ββ¦β¦ Worried, worried, there was no child at that time. Xie Wei covered her eyes slightly, she didn't know if ordinary nobles knew about this, at least when the Xie clan was wiped out, she was only four years old. A four-year-old girl, naturally, doesn't know anything, and that's no wonder she.
Jing Xuan and Xiang Fu Ling naturally didn't doubt her words, if a four-year-old girl could know so much at that time, it would be terrifying.
"Tsukasa led several strategists and swordsmen to enter the cave court first, if there is no investigation by the Qin army, you can abandon Ouyue and return to Jingchu." Xiangfuling paused, and turned his eyes to look at the girl on the couch who was recuperating with her eyes closed, "Relieve your worries." β
"What does Master Xiang teach?" The voice of the relief is very lazy.
When she learned that she would be in Dongting in March, she thought about how to get in touch with the soldiers in Dongting. How can you have the leisure to talk to Xiang Fuling again.
Xiangfuling turned to her, took out an empty yarn bag from his sleeve and threw it in front of her, "Treat the worries, there are mountain people seeking medical treatment." This is a token. β
Xie Worry's thoughts turned quickly, and she picked up the yarn bag in a daze, plain gauze noodles, and a vermilion silk thread was tightly tied to the mouth, which was indeed made by herself, but she had told the nearby mountain people as early as the beginning of autumn last year. She will leave this place and return to Dongting, at this time, how can anyone know that she is still in Jiuzhi?
When the smell of wormwood dissipated, there was a faint fragrance of atractylodes and perillaβthe bag contained pills that were originally intended to support the fetus.
Xie Wei evoked a knowing smile in his heart, but the corners of his mouth were flat, and his voice was calm, "I know, so I will consult in Huaisha Hospital, and I will also lead all the mountain people into it, and worry about taking medicine for the time being." β
This is the medicine bag she gave to Jian Ji at the beginning, and since it was transferred to her own hands, naturally after Jian Ji arrived in Dongting, she contacted the scouts near Jiuzhi and came to look for her.
Jing Xuan and Xiang Fu Ling glanced at each other meaningfully, Xiang Fu Ling turned to leave, and Jing Xuan entered the pharmacy with his worries.
She left in a hurry that day, although she entrusted the medicine stored in the pharmacy to the care of non-Yixi, but in less than half a day, she was robbed by Jingxuan and placed in Huaisha Courtyard again.
Pushing open the door of the pharmacy, the strong smell of medicine came to my nose.
Xie Wei familiarly flipped through the medicinal materials, leaned over and put all the windproof and angelica in the small basket into the medicine bag.
"Worry is familiar with his patient?" Jing Xuan's eyes never left her, he naturally felt that it was a very strange thing for someone to come to ask for help, most of them were needed, and rescue was real, but he watched for a long time, and he didn't see how they passed on the news.
"Yes." Xie Wu nodded with a chuckle, and said the first thing, "This person is a pregnant woman in the mountains, and in the autumn, she used medicine to appease her fetus, and she should have given birth to a child today, so she used angelica to give her lochia." β
Jing Xuan knew that she was cunning, and she didn't need to make up a draft of a lie, so although she didn't hesitate to hear her, she still held a half-believing attitude.
Half a moment later, Xiangfu Ling led five people in coarse linen clothes into Huaisha Courtyard, and among them there was really a woman, but she was older, and she didn't look like she had just given birth.
Xie Wei was leaning on the book case under the corridor, and the middle-aged man led by him raised his eyes and saw a white-clothed girl with a clear face next to the book case under the corridor, and a boy in a dark dress stood beside her, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and refused to move.
He clearly remembered that the doctor was a young man, and he was accompanied by an elegant doctor in white, but it shouldn't be the two people in front of him.
"This woman is a doctor." Xiang Fuling's gaze swept coldly over no one's face, and he was surprised to see that everyone was surprised, and he couldn't help frowning, could it be that this matter was really not deceitful?
No, it can't be, it can't be.
There must be something wrong, otherwise the solution will not be light.
Xie Wu turned his eyes, took out a yin-yang fish-shaped stone from his arms, raised it in his hand, put it on the case casually, smiled gently at everyone, and sat down and owed, "The kid is indeed a doctor, you don't need to be alarmed." β
Everyone didn't know the girl in front of them, but they knew the stone she used to heal people, so they believed it, and came forward one after another to ask for advice. (To be continued.) )