Chapter 11 is full of crises
Feng Qingjing had no idea in her heart, so she could only nod her head.
The candlelight flickered, Feng Qingjing looked at her sister blankly, the yellowish candlelight reflected on her face, it was obviously very soft, but she was a little sharp.
His sister went to the Heavenly Buddha Temple for a few days, and when she came back, she seemed to be a different person.
In the past, when Feng Tianwan would say this, she would only teach him to respect his elders and be humble and submissive.
But today, his sister protects him like an eagle......
"Sister, you're not the same as before. I like such a sister, obviously the second uncle and aunt treated us very badly before, and you still didn't let me complain to my father. Feng Qingjing's eyes lit up, and she said firmly, "I remember my sister's words, I don't hurt anyone, but others hurt me, I will definitely not let him go!" ”
Feng Tianwan tidied up the small broken hair on his forehead and continued to apply medicine to him: "Just remember." ”
After applying the medicine, Yuhu came.
She and Pearl are both the big maids of the Wanqing Pavilion, and they are close to serving Feng Tianwan.
"Greetings to Miss!" There were still some beads of sweat on Yuhu's forehead, it seemed that he had been rushing, "The slave maid originally wanted to go to Shen Dangjia for help, but she was stopped by the housekeeper at the back door, and the slave maid couldn't get out of the house, and she was in a hurry, so she heard others say that the young master was fine." ”
The Shen family has always run a medical center, and although the business is not large, it is still well-known in the capital, and her uncle is the master.
Feng Tianwan was not surprised, since the second room was going to harm people, he would definitely make all preparations, and he would not let Yuhu go to her uncle for help.
Feng Tianwan was not in a hurry, and said, "Okay, let's find my uncle tomorrow." ”
After Feng Qingjing fell asleep, Feng Tianwan got up and went back to the Wanqing Pavilion.
Fengfu was given to his father by the first emperor, divided into five courtyards, east, west, north, south and middle, the middle courtyard is the main hall of the main hall, the second room lives in the west courtyard, Mrs. Feng monopolizes the south courtyard, Feng Hou Ye is in the north courtyard, and their sisters and brothers are in the east courtyard, which is divided into Wanqing Pavilion and Jinhua Hall.
After crossing the threshold, I smelled the smell of spices coming from the smoker, which was pleasant.
Around the circle, the mahogany tables and chairs are delicately carved with intricate patterns, the pale yellow curtains gently sway with the evening breeze, the picture scrolls hanging on the wall, and the exquisite furnishings on the desk, everywhere flow the delicate and gentle belonging to the daughter's family.
Before today, she was still a little woman who wanted to marry Ruyi Langjun and teach her husband and children.
But after today, even if the road is full of thorns, she must enter this battlefield and turn things around.
This is just the beginning.
There were seven or eight servants in the Evening Pavilion, in addition to two miscellaneous servants, there were also three third-class maids who did rough work, and there were also two second-class maids and two first-class maids.
She sat down on a rosewood chair, and the second-class maid Miaoling served tea.
"Miss, please have tea." Miao Ling put down the teacup and looked left and right, "Why don't you see Sister Pearl?" ”
Feng Tianwan picked up the teacup and skimmed the floating tea leaves with the tea lid.
Her voice was very weak: "She offended the Queen Mother in the Heavenly Buddha Temple, and she was probably executed, and she will not return to Fengfu again." ”
Miao Ling was surprised, and the tray in her hand was almost unstable.
As a slave, she didn't dare to ask more.
But her eyes glanced at the smoker on the desk from time to time, and coincidentally, Feng Tianwan fanned the smoke from the smoker.
Miao Ling's body shook, a little nervous.
"Do you have a new spice?" The corners of Feng Tianwan's mouth pursed into a smile, quite gentle.
"Yes...... It's a slave. Miao Ling could only answer stubbornly.
"Yes, you and Miaojin entered the mansion at the same time, but you are much more careful, and you can always figure out my preferences. The pearl is gone, and you will be promoted to a first-class maid in the future, and serve me well. ”
Miao Ling was stunned, and after a while, she hurriedly thanked her.
After being promoted to a first-class maid, not only did she have more money, but she also had the opportunity to redeem herself.
The girls in the house are desperately trying to climb up, and no one wants to be a maid for a lifetime.
As soon as Miao Ling retreated, Yuhu couldn't help but ask: "Miss! The slave maid felt that she shouldn't promote Miaoling, she had a lot of thoughts. ”
Feng Tianwan raised his eyes, his expression was faint, "Now the slave can also teach the master to do things?" ”
Yuhu has no scheming and is not calm enough, but if he is loyal to her, he can withstand everything, and he can be slowly adjusted in the future.
Yuhu lowered his eyes and said with some trepidation: "The slave doesn't dare!" The slave maid just felt that Miaoling had a lot of thoughts and was not suitable for serving the young lady closely. ”
Feng Tianwan nodded slightly, and asked Yuhu to close the door.
When Yuhu turned his head, he saw Feng Tilt dousing the spices in the smoker with water.
Although she had doubts, she was scolded by Feng Tianwan just now, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to ask again.
Feng Tianwan pulled out a hairpin and picked out one thing in the smoker.
"This spice is mixed with musk." Feng Tianwan said.
As soon as she entered the house, she smelled something wrong.
Yuhu almost exclaimed.
A woman has been exposed to musk for a long time, but she will be infertile.
She gritted her teeth angrily: "The slave maid immediately called Miaoling and asked her about the matter!" She dares to harm her master, and it is not an exaggeration to kill her! ”
Feng Tianwan helped his forehead, and the position where he hit it in the morning was still a little swollen and painful.
"Stop, you take someone in and ask you, will she tell the truth? Will she tell who instructed her? Feng Tianwan said, "Even if it is the largest and best spice shop in the capital, there will be no such musk for sale, and she is not a simple person." Kill her, and there will be another Miao Ling to harm me. ”
Yuhu paused, and then understood his young lady's plan.
"Miss is thinking, first stabilize Miaoling, and then slowly find out who instructed Miaoling?" Yuhu asked.
Feng Tianwan snorted, "This musk is more special, you can only start from her." ”
As long as this spice is smoked for a month, it will be difficult to get pregnant.
The funny thing is that after she married into the East Palace in her previous life, Nan Xuanmin never touched her, so she never found out that she couldn't get pregnant in her previous life.
It is definitely not the Chen family who instructed Miao Ling, the Chen family is just a hot and jealous woman, and it is impossible to get this kind of musk.
Could it be Lu Yuyan?
No, Lu Yuyan was planning to deal with her in the Heavenly Buddha Temple, so why bother to make another move and bribe Miao Ling to use musk for her?
Yuhu frowned and looked at the residue in the smoker, "But Miaoling still smokes incense every day, is it possible that Miss keeps smelling it?" It's too hurtful. ”
Feng Tian went to the desk late and wrote a prescription first, and then wrote a few spices, and marked the amount clearly.
"When you go to the Shen Family Medical Center tomorrow, stop by to buy these spices and crush them into powder." Feng Tianwan said, "You can drop the two spices at that time, Miaoling is not fragrant, and you can't smell the difference." ”
Yuhu hurriedly put it away.
Then she asked suspiciously, "Miss, why do you suddenly know how to make fragrances?" Even what medicine does the young master want to use, the young lady knows? ”
Could it be that the Heavenly Buddha Temple can still learn to make incense?