It's just a light meal, Zhong Weiwei wrote a reply letter with a pen, and asked Zhao Hongtu to send it, by the way, to visit Li Shang's illness, and sent a few ingredients for health preservation.

Zhao Hongtu came back and said: "I saw that Li Gongzi, lying on the bed reading sickly, not talking much, but very kind, let the old slave thank you for him, and gave him a return gift." ”

The return gift is a pot of blooming aster, chrysanthemums of this color are rare, even Liguo is a very precious and rare variety, not to mention that this pot of aster is very well raised.

Jian Wu estimated the price: "It's about worth five hundred taels of silver." However, people pay attention to even numbers when giving gifts, especially flowers and plants, why does he only give one pot? ”

"Is it mocking me and Your Majesty that we are on the other side of the world, and we are only alone?"

Zhong Weiwei smiled and asked people to send Aster to Pharmacist Li to see, she herself did the business of plotting against people, and she was afraid that others would plot against her in turn, and the two countries would clash, so she couldn't be cautious.

"There's nothing wrong with Chrysanthemum." Pharmacist Li quickly sent the news back, but refused to return the aster.

It is said that it is raised for him, and he can propagate a piece by cuttings, and this kind of emerald chrysanthemum can be seen everywhere in the Fang Ming Pavilion next year.

Zhong Weiwei let him go and began to prepare for the banquet.

Mei Xun not only invited her, but also Shaoqing, Chen Junqing, Xu Han, Jian Wu and others from Honglu Temple.

Chen Junqing didn't go because of his illness, Chen Shaoming attended on behalf of him, the banquet was decent, and the people of Dongling also behaved decently.

Mei Xun was elegant and calm, as if the win or loss that day had no effect on him.

He entertained Zhong Weiwei and others with a smile and laughter, and generously expressed his admiration and admiration for Zhong Weiwei in public.

What kind of heroes are teenagers and the like, the people of Liguo love to listen to this, and they praise each other when they are happy, so they are also happy with the guests.

Halfway through the banquet, a beautiful maid came to find Zhong Weiwei: "My son-in-law implores the owner of the hall to take the time to see him." ”

Zhong Weiwei gave Xu Han a look and got up to make an appointment.

Li Shang lived in the southeast corner of the post house, three small but exquisite houses.

Xiangfei bamboo is planted in front of the house, and a tassel tree is planted behind the house, and the purple-blue fruits are hanging all over the branches.

A delicate maid kneeling under the porch and grinding tea, quiet and elegant, very in line with the impression given by Li Shang.

The maid who was grinding the tea saw Zhong Weiwei, saluted with a smile, and walked in quickly: "Please wait, the guest will wait, and the slave will go to pass the word." ”

Through the door, Zhong Weiwei heard the maid's crisp and pleasant voice: "Childe, the distinguished guest is here, do you invite her to sit inside, or ask her to listen to the sound of bamboo under the porch?" ”

Li Shang's voice was very soft, and Zhong Weiwei couldn't hear what he said.

The maid came out, beckoned the boy to open all the doors, rolled up the curtains again, bowed and said, "Please come in and serve tea." ”

Zhong Weiwei walked in and saw Li Shang leaning in front of the window.

He was draped in a jade-white brocade robe, with a red undershirt with intricate dark lines, and his hair was simply tied back at the back of his head, and he was not tied in a bun, but was draped all the way to his waist.

The fingers hanging on the desk, translucent pink in the sunlight, he looked at her, his eyes were gentle, his smile was elegant, and sitting there was already a painting.

Zhong Weiwei didn't notice until this moment that the youngest son of the king was actually a rare beautiful man.

However, she has seen a lot of beautiful men, Chonghua is, He Lingyi is, and Chen Shaoming can barely be regarded as yes.

Even General Xu Han is a very flavorful middle-aged beautiful man.

Therefore, Zhong Weiwei quickly retracted his gaze and greeted Li Shang with a smile: "Son, is it good?" ”

Li Shang smiled gently, and returned the courtesy: "Please forgive me, I am seriously ill, and I feel tired and panicked even leaning here, and I really can't get up to greet guests, please take a seat." ”

Zhong Wei was a little weak-hearted, and asked pretendedly: "I heard that there will also be a question of whether the contract is signed between the doctor and the patient. If you don't dislike it, I have two excellent doctors here to recommend to you. ”

Li Shang smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, my sick ......"

He stopped and smiled at her: "It's called homesickness, just leave Jiujun Mountain and return to Dongling." ”

It seems to be a little meaningful, Zhong Weiwei raised his eyebrows: "This is a strange disease...... Is it serious? ”

Li Shang looked into her eyes: "It's serious, I can't eat anything these days, my whole body is weak, it's like I'm going to die at any time." ”

Zhong Weiwei has infinite sympathy: "It's terrible, to put it mildly, since the son is sick, he shouldn't be far away from his hometown, and his parents are sick, if you have a case, wouldn't it make your parents at home sad?" ”

Li Shang smiled: "My illness will only occur in your country, and it will not occur in other places." ”

Zhong Weiwei frowned, a little unhappy: "What does Childe mean?" Do you mean that my country is not conducive to your residence? ”

Li Shang shook his head: "You misunderstood, I mean that there is a question of whether the doctor and the patient are in agreement.

Between people and places, there is also the question of whether to fall in love, and I probably don't fall in love with Liguo. ”

"It's called soil and water inadaptability."

Zhong Weiwei suddenly realized: "I once heard people say that if a person is not accustomed to the water and soil, he can dig up some soil from his hometown and carry it on his body, add a little to the water he drinks every day, and he will not get sick if he eats it." Childe can try. ”

Li Shang pondered for a moment and said, "It's a good way." ”

The maid brought tea in, and Li Shang invited Zhong Weiwei: "Please." ”

Zhong Weiwei drank it without hesitation, and the action was so fast that Xiaotang didn't have time to stop it.

Li Shang held the dense porcelain tea cup in his hand, his eyes flashed slightly, and finally smiled: "I have heard people say that only those who are open-minded will have no scruples."

You have just defeated my country's Dasi tea, and countless people regard you as a thorn in the flesh, aren't you afraid that this cup of tea just now is poisonous? ”

In addition to arsenic crane top red and the like, the poison that can make people die on the spot, no matter how poisonous it is, it can't poison the strange poison in her body.

And the people of Dongling obviously don't dare to do arsenic and crane top red, so Zhong Weiwei is not afraid.

She laughed, "Why did you poison me? I didn't offend you. Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, could it be that it was Da Sicha who won yesterday, and I have to find a way to poison him?

Then, Da Sicha has been to Liguo so many times, and he has died many times. We, the people of Liguo, would not do such a thing. ”

"You're right." Li Shang was silent for a moment, smiled slightly, drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, and handed the teacup to the maid: "Stand down." ”

The maid retreated, the door was gently closed, and only Li Shang, Zhong Weiwei and Xiaotang were left in the room, Zhong Weiwei smiled and said, "Does the son have something to say to me?" (To be continued.) )