The well-known gynecology daughter in the capital wants to pick one of her girls to accept an apprentice, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.

Although she hadn't seen Mama Fu do it with her own eyes, just by soaking in the medicinal bath for a few days when she was in the Hou Mansion, her face turned a few degrees whiter, which shows the depth of Mama Fu's attainments.

"I don't know who Mama picked."

Yu Heng said with a smile.

"Don't hide it from Madame, the old slave took a fancy to the girl next to you."

"It turned out to be the girl."

The girl looks like a quiet and tolerant person, but she doesn't know whether to endure the hardships or not.

"I'm fine here, but I don't know if I want to learn it."

This is a rare opportunity, Mama Fu is old, and there is no one under her knees to inherit her ability, this will think about receiving, it should be a personal disciple to inherit her mantle.

"The old slave doesn't force it, it depends on her wishes."

Mama Fu said.

"Okay, Ming'er is empty, and then ask the meaning of the painting."

Lin Yan did not return home for a long time.

After Yu Heng and Xue Yun and Xue Ling had eaten, they went back to the small courtyard for a walk.

What does Grandmother's letter mean?

Yu Heng was a little puzzled.

The white fingers involuntarily touched the jade pendant around the neck.

The jade pendant handed over to her by her grandmother has been worn for a long time, closely attached to the skin, and the originally cool jade pendant is warm and smooth, with the warmth of the body.

Yu Heng pulled out the jade pendant and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully, it was larger than the copper coin, there was a faint crack in the middle of the light white jade pendant, which was faintly unreal, and the material of the jade pendant was not very valuable, it was very ordinary.

Yu Heng sighed and put it back in the collar.

Just as he was about to turn back to his room, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

"Coming back?"

Yu Heng looked back, Lin Yan, whose face was slightly red and his eyes were slightly misty, was half-leaning on the wooden door.

"Hmm."

Lin Yan let out a low hum, strode over, stretched out his hand to hug Yu Heng to the side, and stepped into the room.

A smoky smell of wine came to my nose.

Yu Heng couldn't help pinching his nose and twisting his eyebrows.

How much alcohol was drunk?

It stinks like this.

Helping him to the room and sitting down, Yu Heng fanned the room filled with the smell of wine, "Cai Yue, ask someone to fetch water to come in, and then tell the kitchen to send some sobering soup." ”

Hot water came in, and Yu Heng twisted the handkerchief to wipe his face.

Yu Heng rubbed it seriously, and coldly bumped into Lin Yan's narrow phoenix eyes staring at her in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

Is it uncomfortable? Why is his face as red as an apple?

Lin Yan suddenly smiled, his eyes were sparkling, and his face was like a blooming peony, bright and dazzling.

His slender hand took out a stack of things from his arms, put them in front of Yu Heng's eyes and shook them.

"Ah Heng ......"

"Hiccup!" Lin Yan let out a loud hiccup unexpectedly.

"What is this?"

Lin Yan put a thick stack of things on the table, and Yu Heng fixed his eyes to see that it was a neat stack of silver tickets.

"I borrowed money from you in the capital before."

Yuheng pursed his lips, aren't you very poor, where did you get the money?

Yu Heng silently tossed a thick stack of silver tickets.

"Where did you get it from?"

She was silent, but still asked.

Lin Yan chuckled, "Wu Shuai is coming back." ”

He continued, "This money was borrowed to buy medicinal herbs and sent back to Xining, during my absence, the Tartars attacked the city many times, there were spies in the army, and there were heavy casualties, Wu Shuai sent a letter to me for help. ”

"Wu Shuai is the commander of the three guards?"

"Well, Coach Xining."

As soon as he came back, he ran to Shuai's mansion to ask for money, and Wu Shuai's face was as dark as freshly burned charcoal.

Lin Yan was almost not vomited, and finally pretended to be faint before being carried back.