Yang Qinghe arrived when Zhao Yiheng set off for Hangzhou, she was already in the south of the Yangtze River, although she was not necessarily near Zhenjiang, but it was not very far.

When she left Kyoto before, she was still thin and haggard, but now she has not only regained her original figure, but also slightly taller, and although her complexion is not as fair as before, her eyes are clear and she looks very energetic.

As soon as she saw Mu Mingshu, she smiled: "Congratulations to Sister Mingshu, you will have the joy of Dream Bear in the coming year." ”

The smile was bright and pure, without a trace of impurities, just like Mu Mingshu saw her for the first time.

I'm afraid that in the days since she left Kyoto, the depression in her heart has dissipated a lot, which made her change back to the former Yang Qinghe.

Mu Mingshu couldn't help but put his hand on his flat belly, his face full of happiness: "Borrow your auspicious words." ”

In her previous life, she never experienced what it was like to be a mother, and in this life she had this child, and the joy in her heart was indescribable, as long as she thought that a new life was being born in her womb, the smile on her face could not be hidden.

Yang Qinghe saw her like this, with a smile on his face, but he was a little lonely in his heart. She went from Kyoto to Jiangnan, she has seen a lot of people and things along the way, and it has also given her a lot of feelings.

Mu Mingshu didn't know what she was thinking, but after a few words, she mentioned Wen Ziran: "My brother is not suitable for Vanity Fair after all, so he traveled around again after a year in the Tai Hospital." ”

Yang Qinghe imperceptibly evoked a smile on his face, and answered casually: "He likes freedom." After the words were spoken, I remembered that I had talked too much, and the conversation turned around and talked about Mu Mingshu's industry in Jiangnan again.

Mu Mingshu saw that she didn't want to say more, nor did he force it, but just listened to her quietly.

Yang Qinghe set off from Kyoto in February, traveled all the way, and it took a month to settle in Suzhou. She rented a small courtyard to live with the maid Zhilan she brought out, and during the day, she wore silk clothes to go to various shops, and when necessary, she would buy a few things back, and it took half a month to write down her experience and send it to Mu Mingshu.

When Mu Mingshu's reply to the silver two arrived, she also started to do things non-stop, the store was optimistic early, and it was a step to pay the money and sign the contract. Later, I invited a man, and I was a craftsman to organize the shop, personally pick up the goods, and I was very busy every day, but my heart was comfortable, and I could eat two more bowls even with dinner.

Because of this, Zhilan laughed once: "Our girl's meal is almost catching up with the man." ”

But those tiredness is also worth it, now a fat powder shop and a silk shop have opened their businesses, and the first business has not improved much, but Yang Qinghe is also willing to drill camps, but for more than a month, there is not only a stable income every day, but also a stable source of customers.

Speaking of this, Yang Qinghe said: "I also ...... with me when I lived in Kyoto first" paused, she still omitted the word "my mother", and changed her words: "I have also learned to feed in the middle, and the clothes that are prescribed every year also use a lot of Suzhou and Hangzhou silk, but the price here is much lower than that in Kyoto." He added, "When this end stabilizes, we can try to sell some goods to the shops in Kyoto." ”

I have to say that Yang Qinghe does have a business mind, she runs a shop in Jiangnan, and she can still think of the prices in Kyoto.

Mu Mingshu doesn't have much opinion, even if she doesn't lack silver now, she won't exclude having more silver taels, as the so-called money can make ghosts grind.

The two talked for a long time, and Purple Jaw saw that it was time to boil the medicine, so he personally set up a small clay stove and boiled it outside the courtyard.

Mu Mingshu was very hot in her body, and talked to Yang Qinghe for a long time, she was already sweating profusely, she shook it vigorously while holding a goose feather fan, and complained: "Why is this ghost so hot, it's only early summer now, how can you get it in the middle of summer." ”

Yang Qinghe was pleased with Wen Ziran, who forced himself to read a lot of medical books, and also knew a little about Qi Huang's technique, and knew that Mu Mingshu was hot because of pregnancy, so he said: "Have you bought ice and stored it in the cellar?" ”

Large families want to store ice, which is prepared in the winter of the first year, and it will be used directly in the second year; There was a small family that didn't have a cellar to store ice, but they had a few dollars in hand, so they bought ice and used it back.

In the small courtyard rented by Mu Mingshu, there is a cellar for storing ice, but because no one lived in the past, there was no ice storage in the first year.

Thinking of Zhao Yiheng, Mu Mingshu's heart warmed and he smiled: "Yes." ”

Yang Qinghe nodded: "I'll go and ask someone to fetch it and put it up, otherwise how can you stand it like this." ”

Saying that, she turned around and walked outside, only the figure of Zijaw bowing her head to boil medicine under the corridor, Yang Qinghe said, "Why are you alone?" ”

Zijaw got up and saluted Yang Qinghe, and then said, "Zi Kite and Mrs. Ziwei have packed up their clothes, and Ziwei has gone out to buy some snacks." And he said, "What do you command, girl?" ”

Yang Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "I'll boil medicine for you, you go get some ice and put it in the house." ”

Zijaw raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and smiled at Yang Qinghe: "Okay." As he spoke, he handed her the fan and walked to the ice cellar in the courtyard by himself.

Yang Qinghe was stunned for a while with the pu fan, she would be able to boil medicine, when she liked Wen Ziran in the past, she had learned all of them, so that one day he would sit in front of the hall, and she could catch the medicine and boil the medicine for him behind the hall.

She smiled bitterly, thinking that those pharmacological things would be kept in her heart for a lifetime, but she didn't want to have a chance to show her hand now.

She sat on the small bench where Zijaw had just sat down, took a pu fan and gently fanned the charcoal fire in the small tandoor, and after a while, she opened the medicine jar and stirred the medicine residue with the spoon placed on the tray.

She stirred and looked into the medicine jar to see how many flavors she could recognize, and thanks to this impromptu move, she actually saw that there was a red flower forbidden for pregnant women in the medicine jar.

When Mu Mingshu heard Yang Qinghe say, her face turned pale with fright, she knew about safflower, a medicine that invigorates blood and dispels blood stasis, there is something dirty in the door of the mansion, many people choose to buy enough safflower, boil a bowl, and the child will definitely be clean. But she had been taking this medicine since the day she got off the boat, and it had been a long time, and if there was a problem, wouldn't the child in her womb be saved?

She reached out to cover her flat abdomen and bit her lip, but she was so angry that the green tendons around her neck flare. If it was in Kyoto, someone used such a vicious method to harm her, I was afraid that it would not make her feel strange at all, but her Jiangnan trip was secretive, and she settled in Zhenjiang in advance, who in the end had such ability, and followed all the way here.

Mu Mingshu's face was gloomy, and he sent someone to ask for a doctor first, and then he ordered the guards left by Zhao Yiheng to control all the people in the mansion, after all, these people were not brought by themselves, so they couldn't have too much trust.

The purple jaw also made people stand up, and the whole person trembled with fear, those medicines were boiled by her own hands every day, and she didn't dare to interrupt at a glance, and now that something happened, I was afraid that the first one would ask her for sinning.

Not only the people in the courtyard, but also the shop that grabbed the medicine that day also asked people to guard it tightly, that is, they didn't even want to fly out of a fly.

Yang Qinghe poured the bowl of medicinal juice into the bowl, and then counted all the medicinal residues in the medicine jar, checked them one by one, and then said: "Only the safflower is alive blood, and the weight is not heavy, but how much there is has to be called to the doctor." ”

After looking at the residue in the medicine jar, Fu opened the remaining packets of medicine and took a look: "These are all serious fetal pills." ”

The doctor who went to ask for it quickly called Zhao Yiheng's people into the courtyard, Mu Mingshu covered the veil and asked the doctor to feel the pulse, and then he was relieved to make sure that there was nothing to do, and then he brought up the urn of fetal pills with safflower.

The doctor Xu had seen a lot of yin affairs in the mansion, and he was not surprised when he heard it, so he only picked up the medicine bowl and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it carefully, and then took out a silver needle to play with those medicine residues, and even looked at a few packets of medicine that had not been touched yet, and then honestly said after carefully investigating it for two quarters of an hour: "There is a large amount of safflower pollen here, and one dose can be fatal." ”

Mu Mingshu frowned when she heard this, that is to say, there was no problem with the medicine she had a few days ago, but there was only safflower in today's medicine, and it was a large dose, and it was expected to kill her directly.

She didn't care if she could move at this moment, and when she sent the doctor away, she hammered the case: "Search, if you find out who did it, see if Mrs. Ben doesn't tell him to divide the body." ”

The courtyard in Zhenjiang is not big, and there are only a dozen or so subordinates before and after, so they asked the guards to circle in the courtyard and watch the guards crackle and search the house one by one. Those guards were originally rough people, and at this time, the emergency action of the situation became even more rude, which made those subordinates tremble all over, and they couldn't help cursing in their hearts that it was that Wang Balamb who did such a lack of morality, and he was involved for no reason.

Mu Mingshu stayed in the house, with news such as the fruit tea brewed by Yang Qinghe, but the guards had not found any clues, and one of those maids was killed.

The dead was a maid, named Purple Kite, who transferred the general into Mu Mingshu's house to serve closely, and was diligent in his hands and feet on weekdays, and he spoke very little, and he was very sensible.

Everyone only thought she was scared to death, but Yang Qinghe endured the discomfort and stepped forward to take a look, her eyes were round, her nails were purple, her face was pale, and there was faint black blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.