As a junior, of course, I have to visit my sick elders. Wen Yixia led Mu Fushu and San Lang to meet his father, Wen Dalang Wen Qingzhu.

Wen Dalang is sixty and two, which is considered a long life in this era, of course, the premise is not to compare with Wen Lao Langjun. The Wen family generally lived a long life. Mu Fushu feels that this is related to their family rules: there is only one wife, there is no intrigue in the backyard, men will not indulge, lust, or excessive, there is no gutter oil, water and soil pollution in this era, and there are also government doctors at home to serve at any time, so it's strange if you eat well and sleep well and don't live long!

Wen Erlang Jun and Sanlao Langjun all died in their seventies, and it was because they went out one year and choked on water in a flash flood and injured their lungs, so they lingered on the sickbed for several years.

That time when he met the mountain Hongwen Dalang was also there, he was still a young man in his twenties, and he saved his father and uncle in one breath, and he choked on water, and he couldn't see it at that time, and he began to feel uncomfortable in his lungs in recent years, and often coughed up blood, he knew that he would die of coughing up blood like Uncle Daddy sooner or later, so he wanted to stay in Luoyang and die generously with his uncle's brothers and nephews.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate of the courtyard where Wen Dalang lived, he heard an earth-shattering coughing sound, mixed with a heavy wheezing sound.

Mu Fushu and San Lang glanced at each other: It seems that Wen Dalang is not lightly ill.

Wen Yixia confessed his guilt and quickened his pace into the door, followed by Mu Fushu and San Lang.

This bedroom is very well lit, but the doors and windows are closed, and it feels stuffy and tight. I don't know if it's because there is no ice in the city, there is obviously no ice basin in this house.

On the right hand side of the door is a square table with medicine bowls, kettles, and cups, and four stools on the side. There is a small bookshelf on the left, and there is a small screen in front of the bookshelf, which is open at this time, and there is a large bed against the wall behind it.

Wen Qingzhu had gray hair, was wearing a light cyan linen robe and half-lying on the bed, with a thin quilt on his body. His eyes were slightly closed, thin and out of shape, but his cheeks were strangely flushed, and he gasped for air with his mouth half open.

Wen Yixia sat at the head of the bed, leaned Wen Qingzhu half on his body, and said in his ear: "Daddy, Yang Sanlang, the prince of Huai, and the eldest princess's Fushu county lord have come to see you." ”

Wen Qingzhu's mind was still sober, he opened his eyes, nodded slightly to Mu Fushu and San Lang, and just as he was about to open his mouth, there was a series of coughs, and the corners of his mouth also overflowed with blood foam.

Mu Fushu felt that he must have a lung problem. San Lang, who was standing half a step in front of her, turned to look at her with a look of unbearability, Mu Fushu raised his eyes and looked inside, the two servants were standing at the foot of the bed, and behind her was the table.

made a cover action to San Lang, Mu Fushu moved over lightly and poured water, San Lang stepped forward to cover everyone's eyes, and saluted Wen Qingzhu.

Wen Qingzhu looked at San Lang with a look of relief, and said intermittently: "King Huai...... The first emperor was once made the crown prince...... Untimely death...... After...... I thought it was full of ...... All slaughtered...... I didn't expect to have another son...... Surviving ...... God bless me...... Great Sui ......"

Mu Fushu had already poured a glass of water at this moment, and half of the space well water was mixed in it. handed it to Wen Qingzhu and said, "The eldest lady has seen the uncle, the eldest uncle." ”

Wen Qingzhu nodded again and again, motioning for Wen Yixia to bring him the tea, Wen Yixia came to his mouth, he struggled to take it all by himself, and said happily: "Good boy, sixteenth brother is so blessed!" ”

Mu Fushu smiled: "Having a father like Mr. Wen is the blessing of the eldest mother!" ”

Wen Qingzhu smiled and narrowed his eyes. Wen Sixteen is nearly thirty years younger than him, and Wen Yixia is older than him.

For this younger brother, they all raised the elder brother as a son. Wen Qingyang's appearance was stunning and stunning, and he won the championship in the scientific examination that year, becoming the youngest champion in the history of the Great Sui. Wen Jiashen was proud of this, but what he didn't expect was that it was only less than two years, Emperor Mourning died, the Wang family usurped the throne, Wen Sixteen disappeared since then, and his family thought he was no longer there, but they didn't expect him to not only live well, but also to repay the eldest princess Yang Weiai.

Wen Qingzhu thought about the past, and he was happy and sad, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. Gradually, I actually fell asleep.

The people in the room were waiting for Wen Qingzhu to speak, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep and snored slightly.

Wen Yixia was very excited, Daddy hadn't slept well for more than a month, and every time he slept, he could only lie half-lying, but now he slept so well and so deeply, even if he gently put him on the pillow, he didn't wake up.

The people of the house crept out, leaving only one servant sitting on their footsteps.

Outside the courtyard, Wen Yixia wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Daddy hasn't slept for a long time, and now he sleeps so soundly, I really want to thank you!" ”

Mu Fushu's heart tightened, thinking that he had seen what he was doing, but Wen Yixia continued: "Daddy knows that the Turks have been defeated, and he has seen the daughter of Queen Huai and the eldest princess, he is really happy, I see that his body is much better." ”

Mu Fu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Uncle probably injured his lungs, I have some good medicine there, and I will send it to Uncle when I turn around." ”

Wen Yixia was overjoyed, no longer entangled in their burdens, and only hoped that the medicine would really work for Daddy.

Mu Fushu and San Lang were divided into two opposite doors in the same courtyard. is the same as San Lang is the son of King Huai (King Huai's whole family is dead, and only one of his sons is of course the son), almost everyone knows that she and San Lang are fiancés.

Although they are divided into a courtyard, there are many more servants than they are in the eldest princess's mansion, four grandmothers, four girls, and four nurses. The nursing home is left outside the courtyard, two for each of the four grandmothers and four girls, and San Lang has an extra twelve or thirteen-year-old servant.

Of course, Mu Fushu and San Lang are not used to so many people, San Lang only left the errand boy, Mu Fushu also left a little girl who was only eleven years old, and the rest were sent back.

This move has won them the opportunity to be humble, humble, and compassionate...... And so on and countless other good names.

The layout of the two rooms is almost the same, there are tables, chairs, beds and cabinets inside, and Mu Fushu has an extra makeup table. Of course, these things can't be compared with the eldest princess's mansion, and the wardrobe is also double-doored, with two shelves inside. There is no bathroom either, but there is a toilet at the foot of the bed.

The bathhouse is in the room on the other side, and the little girl's name is Chunmian, who is twelve this year, and is the son of the Wen family. Mu Fu went into the space to find a clean bottle, mixed some anti-inflammatory drugs and powder for the treatment of lung diseases, poured it full of space well water, handed it to Chunmian and said: "Give this to Da Lang, and tell him to give Uncle three times a day, one spoonful each time." ”

Chunmian is not tall, but his movements are flexible, he took the bottle and ran out. After a while, he came back sweating profusely, carrying a basket with a large basin with half a basin of ice and a few slices of sliced melons on top.

Seeing Mu Fu Shu Chunmian, he saluted and said: "Da Lang said thank you, lady, this melon lady and the son of the world are half of one person, and the son of the world sent a sentence over." ”

Mu Fushu nodded, the melon was not very tempting to her, but it was difficult to make it easier, she still fished a piece and ate it, and the remaining five slices were given to Chunmian to eat. Chunmian's eyes widened in surprise, and he stammered, "Slave...... Slaves don't dare to ......"

Fruit is a rarity, and she hasn't eaten it a few times since she's grown up!

Mu Fushu smiled: "I don't like to eat, you can eat." I'll go take a shower first. ”

Chunmian couldn't care about eating melons when he heard this, so he covered the ice basin and led Mu Fushu to the bathroom.

Along the way, Mu Fushu led Chunmian to speak, and when he was familiar, Chunmian also let go, and this little girl's mouth could really speak, so she had already said a lot of things about Luoyang City when she was waiting for Mu Fushu to take a bath.

It turns out that Luoyang City has also had drought over the years, but because Luoyang City is the capital of the Great Sui Dynasty, there are many water cellars in the city when it was built, and there is a small reservoir outside the city, so there is also a harvest when there is a drought.

Many of the high-ranking families moved away, leaving large areas of land untended, and bold peasants cultivated on the barren land, but no one took care of them. Later, there were two major floods, there was a snow disaster, and they all survived, this time the Turks attacked, a few people ran away, and many people chose to live and die with Luoyang City.

When the Turks first attacked the city, many of the people who originally lived outside the city but were later released by Chen Tong's soldiers spontaneously climbed the city wall to defend the city, and they smashed back the Turks with stones, tree trunks and other objects. Afterwards, Chen Tongjun thanked the people in the city, and said that the Turks would soon attack for the second time, and they could not resist it at all, hoping that they could withdraw to Yingzhou, but most of the people still refused. The Great Sui has been established for almost three hundred years, and in their hearts, Luoyang will always be the national capital, and they have the pride of being Luoyang people.

In the end, Chun Mian became more and more excited, and looked at Mu Fushu's eyes that were simply shining: "Later, the county lord and the prince descended from the sky and wiped out the Turks......

Mu Fushu looked at the little girl's mouth with a smile on her face, and it was hard for her to use idioms.

Chunmian didn't see Mu Fushu speak for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw that the county lord lady in front of her, who was still dressed like an immortal even after a big battle, was leaning on the bathtub with a smile and watching her talk, so frightened that she bowed her head and confessed: "There are too many slave words, forget to give the lady a wide coat ......."

After speaking, he had to help Mu Fu take off his clothes. Mu Fu hurriedly stopped: "I'm used to bathing by myself, you just keep watch outside, okay I'll call you." ”

Chunmian nodded obediently, put the change of clothes in his hand on the bench beside him, and bowed and retreated.

Mu Fushu locked the door, took a good shower in the space, washed his hair, blew it out half-dry, washed his underwear and underwear in the space, and soaked his coat in a clean bathtub before calling spring sleep in. R1152