In Jinling City, there is no heavy snow in the north, but the weather is also very cold. The cold wind mixed with moisture always wants to drill into people's bodies along all the cracks.

In the backyard of the Hou Mansion, two little maids in the firewood room were lighting a fire, squatting in front of the stove and adding firewood skillfully, and their small mouths kept talking.

"Sister Miao'er, you are the eldest maid in the lady's room, why do you come to do such disgraceful things."

"Yes, yes, you command, and we'll make it for you."

Miao'er's face turned red, and she said: "Just the two of you talk a lot, this is a soup boiling technique that is not passed down in our Yasukuni Mansion, how can we let you learn it secretly." ”

The little girl who burned the fire licked her lips and said with a salivating face: "Although it is a unique secret recipe in the Yasukuni Mansion, it is also for people to drink, so we will be rewarded with a taste." ”

"Go, go, how can you drink this soup, watch the fire carefully, and simmer on low heat below." Miao'er wrenched her pretty face and pinched Xiaoman's waist and reprimanded.

A small red clay stove with a black pot resting on it, the boiling soup is boiling and the meat is fragrant. Inside is a tiger whip, a deer whip, a bull whip, a sheep whip, a dog whip chopped up, plus Ganoderma lucidum, Korean ginseng, rehman, raw ephedra, silk seed, cistanche, pepper, ginger...

Ever since Li Haoxian made a beautiful play, Hou Xuanyan has realized the importance of having an heir. This era is too dangerous, there are many cases of sudden death if you don't do it well, if you die suddenly like Chai Rong, the orphans and widows left behind are not to be bullied. Therefore, the training of the next generation must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

It is also strange to say that Hou Xuanyan has had sex with his wives and concubines a lot of times, but he has never been pregnant. Since returning to Beijing, Hou Xuanyan went to Bian Sai's room, and he didn't even use marzipan to find secrets, and concentrated on nurturing the next generation, but there was no movement.

In the spirit of not shying away from illness and avoiding medical treatment, Hou Xuanyan once went to Jinling Medical Center and inquired on the way.

Yue Guogong's matter, that is repaid, the famous doctors in the Jinling Medical Museum gathered, and immediately launched a secret diagnosis. Later, it was unanimously concluded that Yue Guogong's body was weak and needed to be supplemented.

Hou Xuanyan thought about it for a while, and there was a certain amount of truth, after all, he was soaked in water and died when he first came. It is possible for all parts of the body to fail. Later, although he fought for many years and was much stronger, his inner deficiency still needed to be made up.

So in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, there is a project where the big girl goes to boil the soup in person every day, and after this time, Hou Xuanyan has a great interest in the medical museum.

This yamen, which was set up on a whim during the march, has become an indispensable training ground for military doctors in major armies. In the Jinling Medical Museum, where Hou Xuanyan personally went, although it was mass-produced and trained with the army, there were inevitably some talented students who were picked out by the old gentlemen and carefully cultivated. When many famous doctors trained a student together, various schools of Chinese medicine unconsciously collided and communicated.

Ancient China paid attention to self-cherishing the broom, and its own skills were easily unwilling to pass on to others. What kind of saying about the disciples of the church starving to death of the master and the like illustrates this mentality of ordinary people. Just as party strife is the most important factor in the destruction of the country, the view of the gateway is the biggest obstacle to the progress of traditional Chinese medicine.

The progress of any discipline needs to be exchanged and discussed, and the medical hall has given them such an opportunity. Whenever a doctor in the world enters the medical hall, it is like a family and has become a faction. This sense of recognition of the imperial court, combined with various irresistible policies, has achieved an unprecedented leap in traditional Chinese medicine. Whoever has made a contribution to the medical school will be engraved into an inscription and stand at the door of the medical hall forever. Every new student has to walk through that road and learn about the hard work and achievements of their predecessors.

Seeing more and more schoolchildren entering the medical hall and learning medical science and pharmacology, Hou Xuanyan was sincerely happy.

It's better than shaking your head and memorizing the Four Books and Five Classics, and the era when you can become an official by doing some eight-strand essays is about to go away with the rise of Hou Xuanyan. There are still some twists and turns in this process, but Hou Xuanyan believes that when a dynasty is almost destroyed and seeks a new life, it should be the time of least resistance. The medical hall is just the beginning, and there will be more similar cultural halls in the future.

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Hou Xuanyan hugged Gu Ling'er in his arms, one big and one small, and the two big men sat paralyzed, and the others were busy arranging the meals.

Soon, under the arrangement of several big girls, the table was already full of food. Huang Ying'er sat beside him with a smile, wishing that she would become a teenager and be held in her arms by Hou Xuanyan to eat.

A plate of fried small crispy fish was served, Gu Ling'er reached out directly to grab it, and was gently knocked by him, withdrew his oily little paws, and stuck out his tongue to make a grimace. She married a wife at a young age, and Hou Xuanyan has been fighting abroad for a long time, so she can't take care of her at all. The people who see her on weekdays are maids and the like, and they are not qualified to discipline her, which caused her to completely release her nature in the Hou family. After such a long time, Gu Ling'er didn't have the slightest style of the daughter of this era, Huang Ying'er looked at it and gathered like things, and she liked this little sister very much.

Hou Xuanyan felt a great responsibility, reached out with chopsticks and grabbed a small yellow croaker, and said earnestly while eating: "Ling'er, you have to learn to be a lady, you can't learn from me, you know." The smiling branches of the smiling flowers standing on the side trembled, and the two soft flesh on the moist and white chest surged up and down.

Ji'er, who was standing next to her, said with a smile while picking up fish and meat for Gu Ling'er: "Master, this is called upward and downward effect, when Miss is in the Gu family, she is a lady." ”

Hou Xuanyan is happy, no matter how much she continues to eat fish, what he eats in the barracks is even more ugly compared to this. At that time, after eating a mouthful of hot rice, the stomach was full and about to fight with a knife, who could care about chewing slowly, table manners, and eating one more bite might be the last bite.

At this time, Miao'er walked in with a porcelain jar and pushed the door, Huang Ying'er's eyes lit up, and she stood up first and took a small bowl for Hou Xuanyan to fill a bowl.

Huang Ying'er smiled sweetly with a pair of eyes, brought it to Hou Xuanyan, and said, "Husband, drink soup." ”

Hou Xuanyan drank it all, but saw that Huang Ying'er was still bent over and hips up, and a pair of eyes stared at him as if she couldn't move away. Hou Xuanyan looked at her pretty and charming appearance, and she had received a lot of supplements these days, and suddenly her heart was hot and bloody, and she was about to stand up with a bang. What's worse is that there is still a little ancestor sitting on his lap, Hou Xuanyan had to reach out and lift her up with her buttocks, so as not to be injured by mistake.

Gu Ling'er saw with his own eyes that he caught fish and ate it, his hands were full of oil, and he suddenly didn't follow: "You wipe your hands with others again!" ”

Several people in the room looked at him for a moment, and a moment later burst into laughter. Hou Xuanyan was annoyed in his heart, and said softly: "Ling'er is full, go back and rest." ”

Gu Ling'er had only eaten a few bites, how could she give up, Hou Xuanyan had to do it, and no one could make a snack product leave the dinner table willingly.

Dragging Gu Ling'er to the seat next to her, Hou Xuanyan stood up, bent forward slightly, and coughed lightly while covering up his embarrassment: "I'm done eating, you continue to eat, I'll go to the study." ”

Huang Ying'er immediately said, "Husband, wait for me, I'll finish eating." ”

Gu Ling'er bit a piece of meat in her mouth, tilted her head and said, "It's so fast." Her two maids, Xiaoxiao and Ji'er, suddenly showed the expression of following the wrong lady, and they were unspeakably aggrieved.

In the winding corridor of the Hou Mansion, there is a candlestick every few steps, and the courtyard under the cold of early spring is slightly cold. But the four people in the corridor were all feverish.

Huang Ying'er took the two maids and followed behind Hou Xuanyan, her face was red. The husband wants to give birth to a child, and she is naturally responsible as a wife, and she is asking for too much these days, although she is not pregnant, but the two of them are still happy. Especially after tasting the taste of ecstasy, Huang Ying'er ate the marrow and knew the taste, and became more and more obsessed with the taste.

Hou Xuanyan walked halfway, suddenly turned around in the corridor, and swallowed his saliva. The three girls lowered their heads together, ashamed and happy, Hou Xuanyan reached out and hugged Miao'er and Shuang'er in his arms, pressed the two round fragrant shoulders, and pressed his palms slightly. The two maids with perverted force values, but like weak grass in the wind, squatted down softly as soon as they pressed it. Squatting side by side in the corridor, the wind blew unwillingly, and the two were afraid that Hou Xuan would catch a cold, so they didn't dare to completely untie his belt, so they had to drag the belt. The sound of chirping came, and Hou Xuanyan couldn't help but snort.

Hou Xuanyan patted the cheeks of the two, Miao'er and Shuang'er stood up, and lifted Huang Ying'er one leg with a red face. Hou Xuanyan stretched out his hand and tore out a seam of the obscene pants covered under the skirt. Huang Ying'er closed her eyes slightly, her eyes were like silk. Hands around the necks of the two maids, like a boat in the wind and rain, in the night view of this long corridor, crisp warblers chirping.

A few times the flowers sat down and gave a, and the red wall of the silver man looked into the distance. It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

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