Chapter Twenty-Seven: You Can't Die If You Drink It Late
It was three o'clock in the night, and the king was outside the city.
The camp fire was blazing, the tents were extended, and a pair of surplus soldiers who were on vigil did not take off their armor, holding spears and paraded through the camp.
The garrison around the Great Tent of the Guardian was especially strong, and dozens of guards stood motionless in the dark night like cold statues guarding their lord.
Inside the tent, the moonlight was like flowing water, quietly unloading Xia Zongxiao's bookcase through the curtain.
The big tent was silent, only a few silver frost carbons in the furnace made a slight explosion sound. The temperature inside the tent was a little hot, and the autumn wind outside the tent occasionally blew over the curtain hole and was very comfortable on Xia Zongxiao's face.
The little dice held a needle and thread in his hand, sewing a piece of Xia Zongxiao's undershirt, the sleeve of this half-used silk brocade white undershirt was broken at some point and where.
The little dice are carefully mending this seam.
The palace is rich, but the prince misses the old. Many old things that have been used for many years are still reused, which is very inconsistent with the rumored extravagance of his life and his reputation for liking the new and hating the old in the tile bars.
In the early years, the prince was sick in bed all the year round, and his range of activity was only between the square inches of the bedroom.
After the body gradually heals, it is very active, and I am especially interested in everything.
It is especially rare for miscellaneous goods in the street market.
I still remember that in January of that year, when the surname of Huguo Temple was traded, the prince purchased a lot of strange things in the third gate, and there were a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings, even if the Gu shopkeeper told the prince that those antique calligraphy and paintings were fake, he was still happy.
Although a large piece of the Bianjing smoke cloud map imitated by Wang Ai was accidentally defiled by the prince, it is still hanging on the main wall of the prince's study.
There are also those precious porcelain vases and jade that were accidentally tiled by the prince and the bottom of the bottle was broken, and the old things in it have not been replaced since the prince rearranged the study, but some new objects will be added from time to time.
Especially for clothes, his own prince likes to wear old clothes that have been worn over the years, saying that people are not as good as new, clothes are not as good as old, and old clothes are comfortable to iron on the body, especially underwear.
This sentence should have been "the clothes are as new, and the people are as old as ever"! These words are what the sages said, and the prince of the palace, Qiu Lianggong, had heard it when he told the prince "Yanzi Spring and Autumn Miscellaneous", and he remembered it clearly.
Because that day, Sister Tao'er, the maid in the inner courtyard of the Qiuliang Mansion, also came and brought the pastries made by her wife for the prince herself.
It's just that the prince didn't like it very much, and he reversed the two sentences in the hall and said that he was scolded by Qiu Lianggong, and he didn't finish the class and walked away angrily, and he didn't even have a chance to talk to Sister Tao'er, which is a pity......
There are two rows of copper candle shelves full of fire, made of fine copper, the carvings are complicated, the thickest candlesticks at the left and right ends are carved with two hideous fire beasts, their mouths are wide open, and the two thick dripping clouds and wax seem to grow in their mouths spitting flames, and the fire light is swaying left and right in the autumn wind that comes and goes.
The little dice kept working in his hands, looking up from time to time, and Xia Zongxiao, who was sitting in front of the desk in a daze with his sleeves and back arched, was a little worried.
first contracted a cold and fell ill, and then Aunt Liu was a fugitive. Immediately after seeing General Bai's gang of rough hill hills in the countryside, he returned to the camp outside the city and sat down without touching the nest.
Didn't even eat a few bites of dinner! must have been annoyed by the group of military Han Qiu Ba who didn't know the number of etiquette.
Especially the savage man who looked like a pig and bear, and his two daughters were not good goods.
The barracks are heavy, since you dare to unscrupulously take two female babies as guards and serve by your side, it's really unusual! This white night doesn't seem to be a good thing either!
It's a shame that the prince was still thinking about how to befriend him before! Pingbai gave birth to a good face, but it was a little darker, and the behavior in the army was still so debauched, blatantly using two female babies as guards, and it was not allowed to bully men and women left and right on weekdays.
The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and the pig and bear under him have a stinky mouth, and as his general, he is definitely not much better. It must have been this white night that made insulting remarks against the prince, and the prince was so dull and unhappy after he came back.
The little dice were in a trance, and vaguely heard the prince calling him again, and hurriedly put the guy in his hand on the low chair in front of him.
A few steps trotted to Xia Zongxiao's side, leaned down and asked, "Your Highness?" What are the commands? ”
Xia Zongxiao was no longer in a daze, his hands with his sleeves were stretched out and put on the table, holding a small golden gourd small hand stove in his right hand, the original golden gold paint was a little dark, and some places had been rubbed to reveal the copper light, it seemed that it had been used for many years.
The left hand kept rubbing a flat and delicate silver-white token, and the front was engraved with nine stacks of seals--- Zongxiao, the prince of Great Qin Wei, what was lacking was that the font traces were not deep, lacking heaviness, and a bit of lack of copper water.
The entire token on the back is engraved with a domineering white tiger that looks at the world, as if it is about to jump out of the token, and the entire Weiwang Mansion is the only one that Xia Zongxiao has been wearing on his body.
This token was cast by Xia Zongxiao himself, of course, the white tiger statue and the nine-fold seal character on it Xia Zongxiao naturally did not have that handwriting.
They all invited skilled craftsmen to make abrasives, and the gold and water materials used were precious and complex Mithril, lead gold, dark iron... As many as dozens... It's just that the last step of the inverted mold was completed by Xia Zongxiao himself, the copper scoop was heavy, and Xia Zongxiao did not hold a part of it when he cast and poured the nine stacks of seals, so the font was some copper water.
But he also personally participated in the completion, that day Xia Zongxiao was very happy to complete the completion of the Weiwang Mansion to invite them to watch, and joked that in the future, if anyone holds this token, he will represent himself, and everyone must obey his orders and not disobey...
"Go and find the shopkeeper Gu and the three captains, I have something to explain..."Xia Zongxiao put down the small gourd stove he was holding, and took the tea he had just brewed from the copper kettle hanging from the carbon basin from the little dice. The celadon teacup was brewed, and a few pieces of green Xiazhou Bijian tea floated in the water, and the tea fragrance overflowed.
The little dice answered and went out to look for someone in a tight pace, and Xia Zongxiao took a sip of tea gently.
The tongue spits out slightly, "Phew... Phew.." It's a little hot.
Looking at the tea in front of him, he suddenly remembered, where is Xiao Gannong's old goods?
I accompanied him into the city during the day, and said that I wanted to find a few herbs to make a decoction in Shuozhou Huimin Pharmacy, why did I come back for most of the day and no one was seen? Still in the White Night?
"Little dice! Where did Old Xiao Tou go? "The wind is cold at night, and the little dice put on a leather robe and mattress before going out of the tent, he can't get sick, so who will serve the prince of his family?
Taking advantage of the gap between the little dice and the robe, Xia Zongxiao asked.
The little dice tied the tight rope near the scarf with both hands, and replied facing Xia Zongxiao: "Your Highness, have you forgotten?" When we left, Imperial Doctor Xiao chased him out and said that he would stay at General Bai Ye's place tonight to diagnose him and not return to the camp! ”
"Diagnosis? To whom? White Nights? ”
"yes!"
Xia Zongxiao frowned, what kind of moth is Xiao Gannong's old goods, when he was in Bianjing, ordinary people other than high-ranking officials and royal relatives wanted to see him? No way! Of course, except for the people in the rivers and lakes who exchange the equivalent value of rare and exotic grasses, that has to be said.
Xia Zongxiao has heard more than many times about his "glorious deeds" of not being saved.
But now, how did it become so old-fashioned, heartfelt, and noble?
"What disease does he diagnose? He's not sick, is he? General Bai has his own military doctor who wants his dog to meddle with a mouse? What should I do with the decoction of the master? Are you done? ”
Xia Zongxiao was disgusted with the decoction at first, but after drinking it like this for many years, he got used to it.
After all, after drinking Xiao Gannong's decoction for so many years, the effect is still very significant, from the original lingering sick bed to the current basic and ordinary people, it is natural to take medicine when sick, and the body is the most important.
Now Xia Zongxiao will take the initiative to take the decoction by himself as long as he feels a little unwell, otherwise a minor illness will become a major illness, and he shuddered when he thought of lying half-dead on the hospital bed before......
The little dice had already put on their leather robes and tightened their bodies, and replied with a smile: "The slave doesn't have that ability!" Originally, the slave maid also wanted to boil it for His Highness.
But Imperial Doctor Xiao said that this decoction is the ancestral secret recipe of Imperial Doctor Xiao and cannot be leaked, and the timing of each herb into the medicine must be properly grasped and not allowed to deviate. Moreover, Imperial Doctor Xiao also said that the medicinal materials he found in Huimin Pharmacy still need to be concocted in advance, and there is a mountain spring in the Hou Ya of the Thorn Shi that is suitable for concoction......"
"This old thing! Isn't it for the white night to be treated? Why did it change to concocted drugs again? Then you don't need to drink decoction today? ”
"Hmmm! Imperial Doctor Xiao said, you can't die if you drink for a day......" Xiao Dizi remembered that he had asked Imperial Doctor Xiao exactly the same thing at that time, and Imperial Doctor Xiao replied like this.
Hehe smiled, in order to let the prince forget the unpleasantness of General Bai Ye, he quipped, and after speaking, he lifted the curtain with a light salute......
Xia Zongxiao didn't swallow a mouthful, and the hot tea stuck in his throat gushed out, and he almost choked to death, spraying a table.
On the top of the paved these days, the three hundred miles of expedited and the right phase of the northern aid camp exchanged several documents were sprayed wet, several ink spots sprayed to the tea, all scattered, dirty. Fortunately, Xia Zongxiao has already seen it, and there is nothing important.
It is nothing more than the right minister reprimanding him in the form of an official document for disobeying the military order and pulling out the camp without authorization, and after the war, he must report to His Majesty the imperial court.
There is also the fact that the northern aid army will arrive soon, let him stay in Shuozhou in peace, and not in the north, so as not to fall into danger, and face the emperor and the queen mother without saying a word......
A few books of war for furnishings lay unharmed on the table.
The smoke of the incense burner rose upward, and it happened that a breeze blew in from outside the curtain behind him, and the smoke waved gently in the breeze and dissipated in front of him for a moment.
Can't die if you drink a day late? Who's to blame if it's dead? ...... Phew...
Xia Zongxiao propped his hands on the bookcase, his head was lowered to the ground covered with brocade carpet and animal skins, his coughing face was red and his neck was thick, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "When you go back to Beijing, send your little cub to the palace!" ”