The doctor arrived half an hour younger, and Mrs. Hou had already woken up, but something was wrong with the whole person.

The mouth is crooked, the eyes are slanted, the mouth is babbling words that cannot be written, and the saliva stays down the corners of the mouth.

After the doctor diagnosed the pulse, he first pressed a pill under the tongue of Mrs. Hou, and then performed an injection.

With a relaxed expression, he said: "Mrs. Hou's situation is not very good, I can only do this." ”

"Your mansion should ask the imperial doctor to come to see you again, maybe there will be a chance." He waved his hands and took his leave.

Wen Yin was so frightened that she ran out of ideas and asked Song's mother what to do?

Mother Song was annoyed that she shouldn't have told Mrs. Hou about the death of Daoist Li.

Looking at the old lady on the couch, I was anxious.

frowned and asked the little maid outside: "What about Master Hou?" Why hasn't it come yet! Didn't you invite it? ”

Now that the imperial doctor is no longer waiting for the house to diagnose the disease, if you want to invite the imperial doctor, you can only let Meng Zhipei go in person.

Even though the rumors continue, but Meng Zhipei is the Hou Ye in the end, please seal the edict with the seal of the Son of Heaven, if anyone dares to disown this Hou Ye, it is disobedience to the Holy Will!

The few little maids guarding outside heard the doctor say that Mrs. Hou was not good, and Meng Zhipei did not show up for a long time, all of them had lost their backbone.

Hearing Song's mother ask, she nodded her head: "Please, please, I've been invited several times." ”

Mother Song frowned.

Since yesterday's uproar, Meng Zhipei has never set foot in the room.

This kind of thing happened to Mrs. Hou, but he didn't come, is this to break the relationship between mother and son, and watch Mrs. Hou die?

Thinking of the dead Daoist Li again, Mother Song shuddered excitedly.

Mrs. Hou's eyes squinted to the corners of her eyes, looked at Mother Song, and said something vaguely.

Mother Song hurriedly stepped forward, wiped her saliva for Mrs. Hou, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Mrs. Hou, the slave maid will invite Master Hou, and she will definitely invite you to the imperial doctor." ”

Mrs. Hou blinked.

Mother Song asked Wen Yin to guard and went to find Meng Zhipei by herself.

Meng Zhipei didn't see Song's mother.

Mother Song couldn't, so she had to ask Wang Lu to take the name of Mrs. Lao Hou to ask for a royal doctor.

But the imperial doctor seems to have discussed everything, and none of them are in the house.

Wang Lu searched around and couldn't find anyone, so he went back and told Song's mother.

Song's mother was at a loss, but she saw Meng Zhipei coming at night.

She suddenly felt relieved in her heart, and felt that Meng Zhipei couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to save Mrs. Hou.

Before he finished his previous sentence, he heard Meng Zhipei say: "Mrs. Lao Hou needs to recuperate and clear out all the people in this courtyard." ”

Mother Song was stunned and wondered: "Master Hou, Mrs. Hou is inseparable from her side!" ”

Meng Zhipei glanced at Mother Song, and said coldly: "You go out too!" ”

Mother Song stammered and looked at Meng Zhipei in disbelief.

Wang Lu immediately received his order and moved.

In just two quarters of an hour, there were only two left, Mrs. Lao Hou and Meng Zhipei, in the huge upper room.

Meng Zhipei stood in front of the couch and looked at Mrs. Hou condescendingly.

With no one to take care of her, her face was covered with tears, snot, and saliva.

Meng Zhipei's stomach was nauseated, and he glanced at Wen Yin's half-handled Gong bucket, and the disgust in his eyes was even stronger.

His eyes fell on her again, trying to say something, but the root of her tongue was hard and she couldn't speak clearly.

Meng Zhipei smiled coldly: "You are such a disgusting person, you deserve to die so disgusting." ”

"I will keep your dignity and will never let people see you so... Such an unsightly side. With that, he turned and went out.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, on the day of the new year, Pingsu Houfu reported the funeral.

On the same day, another piece of news came to Beijing.

Chu Yuanqing hurried overnight, and the carriage slipped on the icy mountain road and turned into a ravine.

At that time, he didn't die, but he broke his leg, but because there was no one to help him in the mountains in the middle of the night, he froze to death.

Cheng Zhi handed the fold into the palace.

The emperor was disgusted by the chagrin of Pingsu Houfu, and when he heard about Chu Yuanqing, he immediately thought of that prostitute.

Disgusted, "Death is death." ”

"But the Gyeongju prefect is going to send another person to take charge."

As he spoke, he thought of someone.

Shi Qian received an order from the officials on the same day, and went to the prince's mansion before leaving.

Then I went to Jiang's mansion.

Jiang Lingran didn't see him, and only said that he would have a safe journey.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the emperor sealed the seal in the Qinzheng Palace.

The New Year is approaching.

Jiang Lingran went to a few shops, gave out moon silver, took a holiday, and gave a generous New Year's gift.

Wang Blind had no relatives and friends in Beijing, Jiang Lingran invited him to go back to his house for the New Year, and Wang Blind did not refuse, and followed Jiang Lingran back.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the house, the curtain of the carriage was opened, and Jiang Lingran raised his eyes to see Yan Qi coming down from the horse.

He wore a pure white fox fur cloak, snowflakes fell, and his eyebrows were frosty.

Talking to Sui Feng on the side, he entered the house with steady steps.

Jiang Lingran lowered his gaze and went home.

Jiang Ji saw that the king was blind, and he was distressed.

The blind man pinched his bones and said with a smile: "There is nothing to give as a gift to come to the Dongjia's mansion for the New Year, so let's just say a good news." ”

Jiang Ji hurriedly asked, "Don't you need to take medicine?" ”

The blind man smiled and said, "Childe's bones have almost grown. Although it has not yet reached the point of being tightly sealed, it can already be determined that it will not leave the root of the disease, and it will not affect the son to go into battle to kill the enemy. ”

Jiang Ji laughed: "Mr. Wang's hard work for these days has finally not been in vain. ”

The blind man waved his hand and said with emotion: "This bitter medicine soup boy has drunk it for so long, and he finally didn't drink it in vain." ”

As he spoke, he opened the medicine box and took out the wooden box containing the silver needle: "Childe, it's time to administer the needle today." ”

Jiang Ji's smile had not fully bloomed, and he was forced back by this sentence.

Jiang Lingran couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

Knowing that he was here, his brother was not very good at "playing", so he excused himself and went back to the backyard.

Jiang Ji secretly said that after a year, my sister became a little more sensible and knew how to save face for him.

The squirrel walked in from outside, waved his hand and said, "The next door came back, we met, and we didn't speak." ”

Afraid that the king is blind, he said vaguely.

Jiang Ji understood, and his eyes flashed: "Stay?" ”

The squirrel nodded: "Stay." ”

"Just now, the father-in-law of Fuzi in the palace came, and he left again after a while."

Jiang Ji was silent and didn't speak.

After the blind man finished collecting the needle, he said with a smile: "I have long said that I want to thank Qi Gongzi, but I have never had a chance." ”

"It's finally done today." Saying that, he went to the next house.

After the concierge passed the word, he invited people in.

Here, Jiang Ji instructed the squirrel: "You will go to the housing firm later and choose a few suitable houses." ”

The squirrel was puzzled and said, "Childe wants to buy a house?" ”

Jiang Ji nodded and said, "This house is too crowded, so it's bright." ”

The squirrel understood a little, nodded yes, and went in the afternoon.

After Jiang Lingran found out, he was silent.

It's okay to think about moving away, it's not appropriate to look down like this.

Besides, in the past two years, my brother will inevitably get married, and it is naturally good to have a bigger house.

At that time, the little nephew and little niece can also have a spacious place to play.