Chapter Seventy-Two: My Father
Tan Yue only soaked in the water for a while, but Hou Shizi of Liyang was almost beaten to death by his own father.
Tan Yue is the only seedling left in the Chang'en Hou Mansion, Princess Jing'an loves his nephew is not inferior to her own son, if he has three long and two short in the Liyang Hou Mansion, how can they explain to Princess Jing'an? !
Although the jumping in was caused by Tan Yue, but he couldn't complain about it, who made his son stupid, people just scared and scared him, the fish hook was withdrawn, and he jumped up by himself and bit the fish hook tightly.
The weather is good, neither hot nor cold, but the well water is still a little biting, and soaked in it for a long time, Mrs. Liyang Hou was afraid that her son would get typhoid fever, so she forced her son to drink four bowls of ginger soup, Tan Yue soaked for a shorter time, but also drank two bowls.
Liyang Hou Shizi looked at Tan Yue wrapped in a quilt, "Can you really eat donkey skin?" ”
Tan Yue glanced at him, "If you want to eat, I'll help you ask your cousin." ”
Liyang Hou Shizi, "......." ”
He hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, "Don't, I'm just asking." ”
"It's just that I helped boil the donkey skin for a long time to get such a smell, this has to be eaten, and it can't be emitted from the inside out?"
Tan Yue, "......." ”
He hadn't thought about it all along.
There's no guarantee that won't happen.
My cousin-in-law is really, just replenishing qi and blood, and there are many medicinal materials, cordyceps, bird's nest ginseng, and dry chewing stewed soup are all up to her, why do you have to boil donkey skin.
also said that it was boiled for her fourth aunt to eat, what a hatred and resentment this is.
Thinking of his cousin's words to him, he will continue to help tomorrow, Tan Yue has a feeling that life is worse than death.
He looked at Hou Shizi of Liyang, "Do me a favor." ”
"What's the busy?" Liyang Hou Shizi asked.
"Faking illness."
“……。”
The corners of Liyang Hou Shizi's mouth twitched, "What am I pretending to be sick for?" ”
"Only by pretending to be sick, I don't have to help my cousin-in-law continue to boil donkey skins," Tan Yue said truthfully.
"It's normal to fall into the water and pretend to have a headache and brain fever."
Liyang Hou Shizi felt a little sorry for him, "Then you just pretend to be sick, why do you want me to help?" ”
Tan Yue raised his forehead and said, "I've only been in the well for a while, you two are not sick, I'm so sick, is it in the past?" ”
That's just as well.
In terms of martial arts, Tan Yue is above them, and the prince of Jing'an is smart, so it is not so easy to fool the past.
But this favor, Liyang Hou Shizi refused.
I can't afford to be embarrassed.
He is a person who practices martial arts, he is strong and strong, he does not get medicine all year round, it is shameful enough to jump into a well stupidly, and he is sick again, and his father doesn't know how to get angry.
This disease is not so easy to pretend, if he is really sick, the doctor will come to diagnose the pulse and prescribe a prescription, and his mother will stare at him and take medicine.
He felt sorry for Tan Yue's donkey smell, but he didn't like the medicinal taste.
This is busy, he can't help it.
Tan Yue glanced at him, but asked him to send someone to Jing'an Palace's palace early tomorrow morning to send him a message, saying that he was not feeling well.
Could it be that his cousin still came to the Liyang Marquis Mansion to ask for verification?
Liyang Hou Shizi held the tea cup and said, "Say it earlier, it's so simple, can I not help you?" ”
Tan Yue was at ease.
With his aunt's love for him, he was sick, and his cousin dared to call him, and he was absolutely scolded.
However, Tan Yue was obviously overly worried, Mrs. Liyang was afraid that he would get typhoid fever, so before he returned home, she had already sent a maid to inform the princess of the news that he had fallen into the water.
The princess knew, and Qi Moyuan naturally knew.
There is no need to pretend to be sick, Qi Moyuan will not call him again, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future......
Tan Yue couldn't boil the donkey skin, and Jiang Juan handed over the job to Qi Moyuan.
After Qi Moyuan helped for an hour, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he found a secret guard from the prince to come over to help.
About Jiang Juan's medical skills, the prince knows.
Bai Jingxuan is stinky, what Jiang Juan is doing, and the prince is also clear.
After a busy day, by the evening of this day, Jiang Wan's tired waist had become a plank, and it was done.
Forcefully cut the pastry and handed a piece to Qi Moyuan, "How about you taste it?" ”
Qi Moyuan, "......." ”
Qi Moyuan's face turned black into the background color of the pot.
Don't think that the pastry is so good that he forgets what it's made of.
Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Juan urged, "Eat." ”
"Are you testing me for poison?" Qi Moyuan said in a deep voice.
“……。”
Jiang Wan was tired.
The pastry was made right under his nose, and which eye saw her poisoned?
This is bias.
Prejudice against donkeys.
Jiang Juan put down the pastry and said, "Chicken skin and fish skin are not all skins, and I haven't seen the skin taken away when the Jing'an Palace was cooking, why do you look down on donkey skin?" ”
Qi Moyuan was dumbfounded, unable to refute.
But he couldn't refute it, he didn't eat it, and turned to read the book.
If he doesn't eat it, Jiang Juan won't force it.
cut a plate and walked over to Qi Moyuan.
Qi Moyuan thought it was for him, and his face was completely dark.
said that he didn't eat it, and served it to him, did she still want to stuff it in? !
Jiang Juan saw through his thoughts at a glance, and rolled his eyes, "I've worked so hard, you want to eat, I'm not willing to give it to you." ”
"Then you still give it to me?" Qi Moyuan twisted his eyebrows and said.
"This plate is for you to serve to the prince," Jiang Wan said angrily.
The prince was assassinated and poisoned, and before he met Jiang Juan, he didn't know how much blood he had been released.
Jiang Juan put it on him again, the prince is very weak at this time, and this pastry is just right for the prince to eat.
The corners of Qi Moyuan's mouth twitched wildly, "I don't eat it, do you think my father might eat it?" ”
Jiang Wan was tired, "Rabbit knows, also known as moon sand, which can treat lunar eclipse ear sores." ”
"Luminous sand, also known as bat, can cure eye diseases."
"There are also five spirit fat, silkworm sand, white lilac ......."
Jiang Wan's mouth was like a river, and the more Qi Moyuan listened, the darker his face became.
He put down the book in his hand, took the plate from Jiang Juan's hand, and walked directly towards the window.
The secret guard from the prince has not left yet, and he is afraid that he still has work to do.
Qi Moyuan handed him the plate, "Take it to my father and eat it." ”
Dark Guard, "....... ”
He had heard the conversation in the room just now.
He understands what the princess means, compared to Mochizuki Sha, donkey skin is nothing.
It's nothing, it's also a donkey's skin.
Although the prince has been on the battlefield for a long time and doesn't care so much about eating, they can't hurt the prince's stomach with the thing that can't be chewed on the donkey skin, right?
The dark guard looked at Qi Moyuan, didn't take the plate, and only whispered, "Lord Shizi, the prince is your father......." ”
It's okay not to mention his father, but when he mentions his father, Qi Moyuan can't wait to personally send this plate to the prince.
"This is what only a son can do," Qi Mo said from afar.
"Don't tell your father what this pastry is made of, he won't be able to eat it."
Dark Guard, "....... ”
The guard stared at the plate in his hand, and the plate of pastries really didn't tell that it was made of donkey skin.
The smell of donkeys has also gone to seven, seven, eight, eight.
But is it really good to lie to the prince like this?
The dark guard stubbornly walked away, and Jiang Juan advised, "Don't eat too much, you can only eat two or three pieces at a time, and you can eat three times a day." ”
"I'll get it when I'm done."
Dark Guard, "....... ”
Still take it?
The prince's taste is not so picky.
When the secret guard brought the pastries into the house, the prince was busy with official business.
I have just recovered from a serious illness, and I am a little physically exhausted.
The dark guard silently put down the pastry and said, "Lord Wang, you can eat two pieces of pastry and rest, don't get tired." ”
The prince removed his hand from rubbing his eyebrows, and saw the pastries on the table.
It looks good, I've never seen anything like it before.
The prince reached out and took a piece and chewed it twice.
The dark guard's heart suddenly burst, "Lord Wang, how does this pastry taste?" ”
"Not bad."
The prince replied casually, and in a trance remembered where the secret guard came back, he couldn't help frowning, looked at the pastry in his hand and said, "This pastry is ...... What did the princess do? ”
The dark guard shuddered and quickly shook his head, "No." ”
"The princess is everyone's best girl, how can she make such a pastry, it's just a whim to try, I'm afraid that the prince will ask, so I specially bought a plate of pastries and asked my subordinates to bring it to you."
Under the persuasion of the secret guard, the prince believed that this pastry was not made by Jiang Juan.
After all, if he could do so well, Bai Jingxuan would not stink for so many days.