Xia Xiaodong shook his head: "Isn't it just a draft?" I'll just go. There's nothing about this. It's just that Zhang Wenmao's kid is okay, and I think he can get better.5./books/19/19465/

Uncle Huang, I can't help it. ”

Even if there is no Governor Zhang to do it right, Xia Xiaodong does not plan to quickly find someone for himself to betroth, so he will naturally meet the requirements of the show girl, and he will also participate in the draft.

Xia Xiaodong doesn't have any rebellious mentality, similar to Zhang Boan, if you want me to go, then I won't go. Such an idea is meaningless in Xia Xiaodong's eyes.

It can only be said that what Governor Zhang did in order to make him have to participate in the draft is like a lame clown dancing solo, entertaining himself. The only thing that is annoying is that the matter of sending food for disaster relief has been discredited.

I was still a mortal when I passed through, and I didn't become a god, and I didn't do anything to challenge the imperial system.

If you should go, you can go, maybe you can see the live version of the golden branch desire.

"How old are you? actually called Zhang Wenmao a child. Feng Shiqian smiled: "Now the famous doctor in Suzhou City has already been invited, and I heard that he sent someone to Langshan County to invite Doctor Jian." Probably tomorrow and tomorrow will come. ”

"Oh?" Xia Xiaodong's eyes lit up: "You wait." ”

Xia Xiaodong hurriedly walked away, found pen and ink and wrote down the five flavor medicines.

Cinnamon sticks, peony, licorice, jujube, ginger.

This is the famous cinnamon soup is also.

Guizhi soup is too famous, and there are only five flavors, among which jujube and ginger are still ingredients, so Xia Xiaodong can remember it.

It's just a matter of how to use the dosage and use of each herb, then ...... Not at all impressed.

"Trouble Brother Feng to help me think of a way," Xia Xiaodong handed the written Fang Sheng to Feng Shiqian: "Give it to that Divine Doctor Jian." It may or may not be inspiring. ”

Since he is called a miracle doctor, he must have two brushes. The names of the medicines are all there, so let's assemble them with a recipe. Xia Xiaodong muttered in his heart, Zhang Wenmao, we actually don't have any friendship, and we can only help you here, whether you can be auspicious or not, it depends on your creation.

Feng Shiqian didn't ask much, and put it away very happily, saying that it was a piece of cake.

After sending Feng Shiqian away, Xia Xiaodong sent Xiao Junpeng, who had already dozed off in his chair and acted as a 'light bulb', back to the outer courtyard. There's no way, after all, it's a foreign man, and a girl's family always has to have a brother to accompany her, even if this brother is only seven years old.

When I came back and passed by the martial arts training ground, I looked from afar, but I saw that Ning Junwu was actually here, standing side by side with his father Xia Bashan, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Xia Xiaodong twisted his head and hurried away.

With his head stuffy, he just left, and Ah Shuang shouted anxiously: "Girl, girl! Mama Ji seems to be looking for you. ”

Well? Xia Xiaodong stopped and looked, and sure enough, Lu Yunzhi's upbringing Mama Ji was walking from the side, as if she was coming at her.

Xia Xiaodong had a good impression of this square woman, so he stopped at the moment, smiled and nodded to say hello: "Mama Ji is good." ”

Mama Ji walked straight to Xia Xiaodong two steps in front of her, and bent down slightly: "Miss Xia is good." I just have something to look for a girl. ”

Saying that, Mama Ji took out an ingot ink-colored purse from her waist.

The purse is very simple, without any ornamentation or embroidery, only made of royal blue brocade edging, with a pearl button, which looks very comfortable.

"This is 10,000 taels of silver tickets." A maid behind Mama Ji had already pulled Ah Shuang away, so Mama Ji directly pointed out the silver code: "Miss Lu's meaning, I think it's a good way to distribute rations to let the victims disperse, and Miss Xia's silver should be used almost as well, and then Miss Lu will take over." It's just that the food is up, and I have to ask Miss Xia for help. ”

Although Mama Ji is the one who follows Lu Yunzhi and will interfere in Lu Yunzhi's daily life, Mama Ji will never call Lu Yunzhi 'master', or 'my girl' or anything like that.5./books/19/19464/

One acre and three points of land after the abolition. Apparently she did not consider herself a slave.

This kind of self-esteem makes Xia Xiaodong very respectful.

Xia Xiaodong understood what Lu Yunzhi meant.

If Lu Yunzhi takes over, then, with the huge aura of the Lu family, of course, the Xia family will be covered, and the rumors about hoarding or deducting will naturally fade. And in this way, it is equivalent to showing an attitude - supporting the Xia family.

Whoever embarrasses the Xia family in the matter of disaster relief is equivalent to embarrassment for the Lu family.

"Thank you, Sister Yunzhi." Xia Xiaodong didn't reach out to pick up the purse, but held Mama Ji's hand holding the purse, gently pushed it back, and took a step closer, and said softly: "It's just that those grain ...... were actually smuggled from outside." It's okay to make a little fuss, at most my dad carries a black pot, it's not a big deal. If the number is large, it will be a little difficult. ”

Mama Ji nodded.

Lu Yunzhi's idea, of course, was discussed with Mama Ji. For the Lu family, this is just a gesture - the Lu family doesn't have much else, but a lot of silver, and any problem that silver can solve is not a problem.

If it is not too big or too small to let Xia Xiaodong accept his feelings, Lu Yunzhi will feel more comfortable. After all, in the matter of Suzhou Stone, Lu Yunzhi basically picked up the benefits for nothing, and it was still a big benefit.

But for Xia Xiaodong, it is not yet time to invite Lu Yunzhi, the big Buddha.

A little rumor, there is really nothing.

Take hoarding as an example, it's not a problem in itself - we like to worry about disaster prevention, what's the problem? Even if it's true, it's just that it wasn't taken out earlier.

It's not a problem to withhold military rations -- it's rare to not withhold them, right? If you can't get along with Xia Bashan with this, it will simply cause public anger.

What's more, Xia Bashan really didn't deduct it, it's not that he is honest and noble, it's just that it's enough to eat empty hours, and it's good to leave some space for the people below.

"By the way, this year's draft is going on as usual, has Miss Xia heard about it?" Mama Ji quietly put away her purse and turned to gossip.

"Did you say you wouldn't do it?" Xia Xiaodong said strangely.

"Because the disaster in the western part of the country has spread to Xuannan, some people once mentioned that they should be exempted from the draft in Xuannan Province." Mama Ji is well aware of the latest developments: "Fortunately, the situation has eased later. So when Zhang Boan reported his merits, he also brought up the matter of the draft. ”

I see. Having just been freed from the predicament of the disaster victims, he is about to plunge into the hot draft again, and the prefect is really busy.

Zhang Boan is indeed very busy. Now that the family is restless, the son is seriously ill and his wife is excited, and the daughter follows the concubine to help add to the fire, so that Zhang Boan simply hides in the front office with a long sigh.

At this time, he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have listened to his daughter's wife's idea, and forced Xia Xiaodong to be a show girl.

If he can stick to his original intention and take the initiative to sincerely ask for his son's marriage, maybe the Xia family will really agree - after all, Zhang Wenmao still has a very good reputation. In this case, as soon as my son is happy, maybe his condition will be better.

As a man who was once young, Zhang Boan certainly knows what joy it will bring to be able to marry his sweetheart.

However, ......, because he took his son to the outside of the city and became ill, he was really hard in front of his wife, and his daughter's attitude was angry, and he resolutely disagreed with Xia Xiaodong as his brother-in-law, so he had to give in in the end.

In terms of understanding the son, how can a mother be compared with a father? Zhang Boan thought indignantly, and turned in a circle in the front hall with his hands behind his back.

"Dong Weng," Chen Yuanbo hurriedly walked over: "The text of the Zongren Mansion has come down." ”