"The miracle doctor who stayed in the city two days ago, I told my husband before." Hua Chu'er smiled and helped him pour the medicine into the bowl, "This medicine is prescribed according to the husband's illness." ”

"Didn't the doctor say what disease I was?" Zhang Changxiu was suspicious.

Hua Chu'er stirred the decoction with a spoon to let it cool down slightly. The glimmer in his eyes flickered, and he kept hanging his head and never raised his eyes.

"Anyway, it's a different kind of wind chill. And this medicine can only help the husband suppress the symptoms. The specific way to save her husband, the concubine will find it again. ”

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhang Changxiu touched her cheek and said with pity, "I've been dragging you down lately." I didn't think it had any effect, so I stopped drinking it. ”

"How's that going to work? It's better to drink than to drink nothing. Hua Chu'er insisted and handed the decoction to his hand, "I'll drink it today, it's already boiled." If you think it's useless, you won't drink it at first. ”

"Okay."

Zhang Changxiu had no choice but to respond, and put the decoction in front of his nose, always feeling that today's fishy smell was heavier.

"Today's medicine has a strong smell of blood."

Hua Chu'er stiffened for a moment and said with a smile: "How is it possible, Husband Xu is hallucinating because of hemoptysis." ”

"I see?"

"Well, definitely, yes." Hua Chu'er said perfunctorily, urging him to drink the medicine quickly.

Zhang Changxiu was helpless, his eyes closed, and he raised his head and poured the medicine down.

"I heard that you have a stone pendant left by your mother?"

This seemingly casual inquiry made Hua Chu'er vigilant, and she immediately thought that Chang Le had broken his promise and sued Zhang Changxiu.

"Yes, I accidentally threw it into the lake a while ago, and I didn't find it after fishing several times."

Hua Chu'er's gaze swept over, and Ruyu's already tense nerves immediately sensitized.

"Yes, Madame was sad for a long time. But I was afraid that the head of the family would be worried, so I didn't say anything. ”

How did she know what Hua Chu'er and Zhang Changxiu were talking about?

I only know that following the words of the master, it is right to go along with it.

"How can you not say such an important thing?" Zhang Changxiu blamed, and suddenly wondered, "But aren't you, never know who your parents are?" ”

"Yes, this stone pendant has always been on me, and when I saw that it was a woman's thing, I thought it was my mother's." Hua Chu'er responded without changing her face, lowered her eyes and said lightly, "I don't know if it's not, so if you lose it, you will lose it." ”

Zhang Changxiu groaned, held her face across the table, sighed, and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"It's always a commemorative thing, and I'll let people fish it again tomorrow. Tell me what it looks like. ”

"There's nothing to say, husband, don't worry about such idle things, concentrate on recuperation."

Hua Chu'er packed up the bowls and jars, put them on the table together, and handed them to Ruyu next to her.

"Husband, it's not too early, let's rest early."

"I don't know how this disease is, whether it will infect you, I won't keep it." Zhang Changxiu thoughtfully helped her tuck her coat, "You have been weak recently, you should also pay attention, and I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

Hua Chu'er was not at ease: "The concubine sent her husband back to the room." ”

"If you have no ze, don't run cold. Rest early. ”

"Husband, remember to rest tomorrow, if you are unwell, don't force yourself to go to the yamen." Hua Chu'er finally admonished.

"Well, I'll take notice."

Zhang Changxiu comforted her, reassured her, turned around and walked out of the room.

Hua Chu'er's medicine still had some medicinal effects, and Zhang Changxiu didn't cough again when he walked all the way to the pot courtyard.

However, he also knew that this was just a temporary comfort.

In a day's time, he will be in more pain than before.

In the past two days, he always felt that there were ants and other insects in his body gnawing, and it was painful, itchy, and he couldn't deal with it.

It's extremely uncomfortable.

He began to suspect that it was a problem with the medicine, and asked Wu Ze to take the residue of the medicine that Hua had boiled for him to investigate. The doctor replied that it was really a medicine for wind and cold.

After Chang Le left, the three maids in the pot courtyard were sent to the miscellaneous courtyard by Ruyu.

At this time, the pot courtyard was dark and deserted, and there was no figure.

Zhang Changxiu pushed open the door of the main house, and there was dust in his face.

Wu Ze lit the candle with a fire fold to make the house brighter.

Zhang Changxiu paced to the front of the painting case in the room, which was still scattered with charcoal and paper. Reaching for a charcoal pencil, he fell into deep thought.

"Say it."

Hearing the order, Wuze immediately spoke.

"Soho did fall into a well and died, and it is uncertain whether there is a murderer."

Zhang Changxiu lifted the corner of the drawing paper and found that something was drawn on the paper below.

"Go on."

"Madame's injury is almost healed."

The lady Wu Ze said was naturally not Hua Chu'er.

It's always fun.

When the words fell, Zhang Changxiu did not respond for a long time. Wu Ze cautiously raised his head, and saw Zhang Changxiu sunk into the painting on the paper.

On the drawing paper, there are several drawings of small figures separated by lines.

In the picture, the female doll was beaten by the male doll, so she beat the male doll in various ways.

or punches and kicks, or whipping and sticking, or even slashing with knives and stones.

Through the appearance, you can guess at once that it is Chang Le and him who are drawn.

"Looks like he really hates me." Zhang Changxiu laughed at himself helplessly, and Chang Le's face appeared again and again in front of him.

"Wuze, you say, didn't Changle really put some curse on me?" Zhang Changxiu raised his eyes and asked Wuze.

Wuze didn't look up and looked at him, secretly slandering himself.

Where did so many curses come from on him?

The head of the family always thinks about being killed, and he is really sick.

Zhang Changxiu paused and said unhappily: "Say what you want to say, I don't blame you." ”

Wuze's throat rolled twice, and he said in a low voice: "My subordinates are brave, I really feel that my master has been cursed, and I still cursed my wife together." ”

"You really dare to speak." Zhang Changxiu casually blamed him, and immediately asked again, "Do you see anything abnormal in Hongdouyuan?" ”

"Not really."

"It's good if you don't have it."

Zhang Changxiu breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the scroll, and remembered Chang Le's words again.

"If you die before me, what will happen to my letter of resignation......"

The sound reverberates clearly.

Finally sighed melancholy, Zhang Changxiu stood up with his hands on the table.

Obviously Changle is the evil woman who killed his child, but she always inadvertently thinks of her good in the past two days.

This feeling is very unpleasant.

"Let's go, go back."

……

Changle can't get up early, so he goes to school after lunch every day.

Mrs. Du Wei has already begun to teach the basics of martial arts.

When she was in Baguizhai, she was more in the front store to observe how Baguizhai's business was.

After a period of observation, the business of Baguizhai is average. Every day, people come to buy books or sell poems and paintings.

Just like now.

This poor scholar has been probing his brain left and right since he came in.

"Is Lord Liu Zhai here?"

Chang Le was reading a little yellow book wrapped in miscellaneous books.

The "knowledge" in Liu Chengyan's big bookcase is really rich. Chang Le had already deceived the key, and he flipped out a copy at every turn, and his heart was rippling when he saw it.

Call it by fine-sounding name of:

Learn!

Hearing the sound, Chang Le closed the book and got up from the rattan chair.

"Lord Liu Zhai is not here, but Lord Chang Zhai is here."

"Lord Changzhai?" The poor scholar looked at her suspiciously.

Chang Le put the book aside and arched his hands: "It's exactly below." ”

The poor scholar thought for a while and muttered, "When did Lord Liu Zhai marry his daughter-in-law?" ”

"He didn't marry." Chang Le consciously helped answer the question, "What are you looking for to fast?" ”

"It's nothing, I'll wait for Lord Liu Zhai to come back."

Chang Le said that she had already seen several such people.

Obviously, he came to sell calligraphy, paintings, poems and books, but he asked Liu Chengyan to receive him personally.

It's really a lot of cats.

"You're here to sell calligraphy and paintings, too?"

When the poor scholar heard this, he said suspiciously: "How do you know? ”

"I said that I am one of the fasting masters. What about the things to sell? Show me. Chang Le put on a look that he was not afraid of trouble.

She's really bored, too.

"Forget it. I'll wait for Lord Liu Zhai to come back. ”

"Ouch, take it out."

Changle wants to grab something.

"What's wrong?"

King Huai came in from outside, and when he saw this scene in the house, he couldn't help but ask.

His eyes swept over the poor scholar, as if he understood something.

"This man sells calligraphy and paintings, and he has to wait for the Lord to return." Chang Le first opened his mouth to complain, "When will the Lord come back, who knows about this?" ”

King Huai chuckled: "Didn't Cheng Yan help you with your errands?" ”

"Yes, it's for me. But that doesn't mean I know when he's back, doesn't it? ”

Changle never loses money.

"What do you want to sell? Give it to the king. ”

King Huai has already begun to deal with the matter of poor and sour talents.

Who knows, the poor scholar looked at King Huai for a while, and took out a booklet from his arms very neatly.

The unambiguous action made Chang Le stunned.

"King Huai, this is a poem written by Xiaosheng recently, please give a price."

King Huai took it in his hand and flipped it twice, and said in his mouth: "One or two pieces of silver, just find the silver of Chang Zhai's main support." ”

After saying that, King Huai took the book of poems and went into the hut next to him, as if to study it carefully.

"Lord Changzhai, one tael of silver."

The poor scholar smiled embarrassedly and asked for silver for Chang Le.

Chang Le was very unhappy and took out a tael of silver from the cabinet, and couldn't help but ask before giving it to him: "Why did you give it to him and not give it to me?" He is not the master of the Eight Returns. Didn't you ask me for money in the end? ”

"That's what the Lord said." The poor scholar nodded yes, "It's just that, this poem, only King Huai and Lord Liu Zhai know the price." ”

I don't know if the poor scholar is telling the truth unintentionally, or deliberately sarcastic and ridiculing Chang Le.

Only King Huai and Lord Liu Zhai know the price, does it mean that she often doesn't know how to write and ink, and she doesn't understand poetry?

However, it is also true.

She didn't care anymore, and directly gave a tael of silver to the poor scholar.

The poor scholar took the money, thanked him, turned around and left.

"My painting is only worth a tael of silver, I have to go and see what is good about this poem." Chang Le muttered twice, just when he saw Shili coming out, he hurriedly beckoned, "Shili, you look here for a while, I'll go find King Huai." ”

Shili was stunned: "Oh." ”

Chang Le ran away from the counter and plunged headlong into the familiar hut without even knocking on the door.

King Huai was looking at a small note, and there were several identical notes in front of him. The book of poems was tossed aside, with no intention of being opened again.

Seeing her come in, King Huai frowned slightly, and soon smiled again. Unhurriedly, he rolled the note on his finger and pretended to blame.

"You didn't know how to knock on the door?"