Chapter 391: Why don't you go to the barracks?

After studying the herbal medicine collection for more than an hour, Qin Yunshu lay on the bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, after she finished her breakfast, Liu Yi had already presented the recipe for making green plum wine, to put it bluntly, this is a fruit wine, because green plums are all over the mountains and fields in the season, which is not uncommon in the village.

The fruit wine of the Jingcheng winery, most of the good fruits planted by fruit farmers, like green plum wine, not many people drink it, but in the countryside, the villagers prepare a few jars in the cellar almost all year round.

"The three altars that were given to the king of Chu County before, the slave maid added zinnia to them, and this flower is more with green plums, and the light fragrance is very mellow to drink. Miss, do you want to brew it yourself? ”

It is not difficult to make green plums, but it is necessary to grasp the fermentation time and pay special attention to the green plums that are picked.

It's just that it's cold, and the green plums on the mountain are long gone, where can she find them?

"Liu Yi, are there any fruit farmers in the suburbs of Beijing who grow green plums?"

"I haven't heard of it, so I'm going to ask? It's hard to find at this time, and maybe you can find it, so the slave and maid will ask today. ”

Qin Yunshu immediately waved his hand, "No need, just have nothing to do today, go out of the house to breathe fresh air." ”

With that, she got up from her chair, went into the inner room to change into a coarse cloth coat, and then took out the myogenic ointment and wiped it off the wound.

In order to sober himself, he picked it very deeply, even if he applied the muscle-building cream for a few days, it has not yet scabbed, and the color is dull.

After applying, she carefully locked the muscle-building cream into the dresser and walked out of the house with two pigtails at random.

This time, it seems that she is a girl in the village, and her eyes are like grapes.

When he went out this time, Qin Yunshu took Liu Yi with him, and both of them came out of the back door in coarse cloth clothes, and hired an ordinary carriage across the street.

When she was about to get on the horse, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves beside her, and not long after, as if a gust of wind was blowing, it stopped beside her.

Turning his head to look, the curtain happened to be lifted, and a smiling voice came from inside, "I thought I was wrong, it's really my cousin." ”

It turned out to be Jiang to Xue, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, but they happened to meet today.

"How did my cousin wear this, where are you going?"

Looking up and down, coarse cloth clothes, twisted pigtails on both sides, and the dress of the girls in the village, are you going to the countryside?

"Sister Hui Zhenlanxin, you know where I'm going at a glance? Look at the carriage in your house, it seems to be going to the palace, and the nobles in the palace are summoned, so don't delay. ”

After that, Qin Yunshu got into the carriage, and when Liu Yi came up, she lifted the curtain.

"It's just to go to the Zhuangzi of Qinfu to inspect, my sister is easy to go."

When the words fell, he told the coachman to drive, and the whip was raised, and the horse turned into the outer road ——,.

Jiang frowned at Xue, and then looked ahead, the streets of the capital extend in all directions, this road can go to Ningjiang, or to the Manyuan Building, or the mansion next to it, how can she be sure that she will go to the palace?

The guess was correct, indeed, she was going to the palace.

"Miss, can I go?"

Jiang Xiangxue put down the curtain and said lightly, "Let's go." ”

Qinfu Zhuangzi is indeed on the outskirts of Beijing, cousin really going there? Why do you wear coarse cloth in your own territory, and in front of your servants, you should not wear silk and satin noble clothes?

Excuses, right? Went out so early, why not go to the barracks?

If she hadn't received that anonymous letter, she wouldn't have thought that way. Although I don't know who writes, the flies in the world don't bite the eggs.

"Stop!"

With an urgent call, the coachman immediately pulled the reins, and the car quickly stopped.

"Thank you, little boy." I want to talk about "Hou Fu Pet" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~