Chapter 025 won the first battle

?? In the living room of the heart garden, Mrs. Zhao was reclining on the pillow of the low couch, and there was a little girl half-kneeling in front of the couch, holding a beauty hammer to gently beat her legs.

Ruixiang hurried back, saw that Mrs. Zhao had squinted her eyes and gradually fell asleep, hurriedly raised her index finger to block her lips, silently warned the little girl not to speak, tiptoed to the couch, pointed to the beauty hammer in the little girl's hand, pointed at herself with her backhand, and signaled the little girl to hand over the beauty hammer to her.

The little girl was also smart, and hurriedly moved her body to make room for Ruixiang, and after she half-knelt beside her, the little girl handed her the beauty hammer. And Ruixiang also took the things with ease, and knocked lightly one by one.

The whole process was just a short period of effort, but in the process of handing over the two, there was no delay in beating Mrs. Zhao's legs.

However, Mrs. Zhao did not fall asleep, and as soon as the little girl left the house, she opened her mouth faintly: "How is it?" Have the accounts been sorted out? ”

Ruixiang's thumping hand paused, and then said with a smile: "Hehe, Ruixiang knows that he can't hide it from his wife, and the account is not right." ”

"Huh? Why? What happened? ”

Mrs. Zhao opened her eyes, propped up her upper body with her elbows, looked straight at Ruixiang, and asked.

"Mrs. Hui, do you remember the second young grandmother's dowry girl Amethyst." After briefly sorting out her thoughts, Ruixiang continued to beat Mrs. Zhao's legs with a beauty hammer, she saw Mrs. Zhao nodding, and then said, "It was she who had an accident......

Ruixiang with a little sympathy, probably told what happened to Amethyst, and sighed secretly in her heart, the world is impermanent, who would have thought that the girl with a face as white and round as the full moon would become what she is today in less than two years: withered, haggard, and scarred.

Seeing today's amethyst, Ruixiang couldn't help but think of herself. She is the same as Amethyst, and 'Mei Xiang Bai Zi' is a minion. Don't look at her now as a first-class girl next to her wife, she is deeply valued by her wife, in the Zhao family, even the eldest young master, the second young master, these young masters have to look up to her. However, maybe one day, once she provokes the master, the end may not be as good as Amethyst.

Thinking of Amethyst's bony face, and then thinking about the dodging gaze of the Imperial Doctor, Ruixiang knew that Amethyst's condition was definitely not good. Thinking of herself, she is inevitably a little sad, and she is more and more worried about her situation - as a confidant, while enjoying the favor of his wife and the envy of others, he also bears the responsibility of helping his master deal with private matters.

And those yin selfishness, most of them are things that hurt yin morality, thinking back to the errands he had done for Mrs. Zhao, Ruixiang couldn't help but shudder, peeked at Mrs. Cimei, and saw her contemplation with Buddha beads, somehow, the fear in Ruixiang's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Well, this is karma, the slave who betrays the master, the master doesn't punish her, and the Buddha can't look past it," Mrs. Zhao didn't care about those girls, said casually, and then asked: "The Bodhi tree, have you gone to see it?" Is it really a sacred tree of Buddhism? ”

"This ......" Ruixiang's expression was a little embarrassed, as if she didn't know what to say.

"What, is it fake?"

The nails that Mrs. Zhao planted in the peony garden were just a few third-class servants, with little knowledge and shallow ears, although they said conclusively that they had seen the Bodhi tree with their own eyes, but Mrs. Zhao couldn't believe it very much-who could guarantee whether these people knew the sacred tree of Buddhism.

It is precisely for this reason that Mrs. Zhao left a hand when Wang Qifang talked about the conditions.

"No, oh, yes" Ruixiang listened to Mrs. Zhao's words, first shook her head, then nodded, and finally saw that Mrs. Zhao's face was a little uneasy, and quickly explained: "That's the case, the slave maid went to the greenhouse of the peony garden, and there was indeed a Bodhi tree in it, but, just in addition to this tree, the slave maid also found another tree that she had never seen before." ”

"Ruixiang?"

Mrs. Zhao frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with Ruixiang's answer.

"Madam, you listen to the slave maid finish speaking, although the slave maid has never seen this tree, but the fruit it bears, the slave maid looks familiar," Ruixiang has served Mrs. Zhao for nearly ten years, and Mrs. Zhao's eyes swept over, and she could understand Mrs. Zhao's thoughts. Now that I saw her face, I knew that Mrs. was really a little unhappy, and she didn't care about making a fuss, so she directly told Mrs. Zhao carefully what she saw in the second young grandmother's courtyard:

“…… Madam, do you remember the string of gold-threaded Bodhi prayer beads worn by the princess of Jingnan? The slave and maid looked at the fruit of the tree, and it was like a bodhi seed of golden thread."

"What? Golden thread bodhi? ”

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she sat up on the ground, her eyes full of excitement. It's not that she's making a fuss, it's just that the golden thread Bodhi is too precious, but in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are only two strings, one string is in the eldest princess's hand, and the other string is in the hands of Princess Jingnan.

If the tree in Wang Qifang's yard is really a golden thread Bodhi tree, then, that, let alone let Yuan Niang move to the Rose Garden, Wang Qifang just said that she would take her daughter with her to take care of her, and Mrs. Zhao would immediately agree.

"The slave and maid also look like it," Ruixiang muttered, "and when I visited the princess that day, the slave and maid were far away and did not look carefully. However, today, the slave maid saw with her own eyes that the second young grandmother used the golden thread Bodhi to save the amethyst"

"What? It's true? ”

"That's right, at that time, Amethyst hit her head on the stone lion in front of the door, and the whole person passed out on the spot, and the doctor shook his head when he saw it, saying that she couldn't survive for two days......"

Ruixiang picked up the beauty hammer for a while, and described in an incredulous tone everything that happened in the peony garden not long ago.

Just an hour ago, Rui Xiang Ba'er followed Wang Qifang into the side room, and met the imperial doctor who came out with a frown.

At this time, Amethyst was not awake yet, and the Zijuan in the house didn't want outsiders to know about Amethyst's **, so he asked Aster to guard the door, stopped Ruixiang, and only invited Wang Qifang and Mama Zhao to go in.

Rui Xiang saw that Zi Yuan was sincere, and her goal had not been achieved, so she didn't dare to tear her face and entangle with Zi Yuan, so she directly stopped the imperial doctor and asked about Amethyst's injury in detail.

"Alas, new wounds add to old wounds, heart disease worse, this girl estimates—" The Imperial Doctor shook his head, indicating that he had done his best.

Let go of the imperial doctor, Ruixiang still wanted to ask Ziyuan, there was a crying sound in the house, and then, Mama Zhao's chubby figure ran out of it, and she didn't even bother to say hello to Ruixiang, so she ran to the kitchen with a smoke.

After a cup of tea, I saw Mama Zhao holding a large bowl, the bowl was filled with steaming soup, and there were a few emerald green leaves floating on the water; There was a small dish next to the sea bowl, and in the dish were a few fruits that looked like lotus seeds, but there were dark red lines on the outside of these fruits.

Hey? Why is it so much like a golden thread bodhi?

When Ruixiang saw those fruits, she always felt familiar, and after Mama Zhao entered the house, she suddenly remembered, ah, isn't this the golden thread Bodhi that has been talked about by his wife for a long time?

Following Mama Zhao into the house, there were two sturdy girls, each of whom carried a bucket of hot water and staggered past Ruixiang's eyes.

After another half an hour, Zijuan's excited voice suddenly came from the room, "Amethyst, Amethyst, you wake up Thank God, Bodhisattva bless"

"Amethyst woke up?"

Ruixiang really wanted to push away the aster and break in to take a good look, what kind of magic medicine did the second young grandmother use for Amethyst, and actually saved the Amethyst that the imperial doctor gave up.

However, with sharp eyes, the moment she came to the door of the house, she caught a glimpse of the chivalrous man who nestled under the porch in front of the door.

Er, thinking of Qingfeng's skills and strong martial arts, Ruixiang withdrew his steps in a daze.

"Hey, Miss Ruixiang, what's wrong with you?" Mama Zhao opened the door and instructed the little girl to come out with a copper basin to pour blood, and raised her eyes to see Ruixiang, who looked a little impatient. The old man patted his head, and seemed to think of Ruixiang's existence, and blamed himself, "Oh, look at the old slave's memory, how did you forget Miss Ruixiang." By the way, don't you want to see Amethyst, now that she's awake, you can go inside."

Waiting for this sentence, Ruixiang didn't wait for Mama Zhao to finish speaking, so she agreed to enter the house with a whoosh, and she didn't see the smile on Mama Zhao's round old face behind her.

"At that time, the slave maid saw Amethyst, and she couldn't believe her eyes," Ruixiang's expression was still a little confused, she had never believed in Buddhism, but after witnessing the 'miracle' in person, she also began to waver, and her tone was a little yearning: "Madam, you don't know, Amethyst is like a different person, the lifeless air between her eyebrows and eyes disappeared, except for the bruises on her face and the bruises on her forehead, she doesn't look like the person who just came back from the ghost gate."

And the slave maid has a feeling that Amethyst is like being reborn, and the fear and cringe of being scared by men on her body are gone, replaced by a kind of calm and indifference after enlightenment...... The slave maid can't say it's good, anyway, it feels like the enlightenment of the Fahua Temple, without desires and desires, and the body and mind are pure."

If you just listen to Ruixiang's words, Mrs. Zhao may think that this girl is exaggerating, but the deep yearning on Ruixiang's face when she mentions 'enlightenment', Mrs. Zhao has to pay attention to it.

You must know that Ruixiang is not an ordinary girl, she has followed Mrs. Zhao since she was a child, has seen a lot of markets, and has followed her to meet many nobles and monks, and she can be regarded as an eye-opener. The person or thing that can make her feel this way must be unusual.

"Ruixiang, do you mean that the second young grandmother used the leaves of the Bodhi tree and the fruit of the golden thread Bodhi seed to save the dying amethyst?"

Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes, carefully connected what Ruixiang said, and finally came to a conclusion and confirmed with Ruixiang.

"The slave maid thinks so, but she hasn't seen with her own eyes how the second young grandmother heals"

Ruixiang listened to Mama Zhao's question, her wandering thoughts suddenly returned, and after thinking for a moment, she replied cautiously.

"Okay, I know," Mrs. Zhao nodded, and then ordered: "Since there is an accident in the yard of the second young grandmother, I, as a wife, cannot stand idly by." In this way, Ruixiang, you will go back to the peony garden now, first help the second young grandmother deal with the trivial matters in the yard, and then make the accounts clear; Ruiyun~, you go and call the second housekeeper, just say what I ordered, let him find a few experienced masons as soon as possible, repair the rose garden, seeing that it is almost autumn, let him personally watch the yard be cleaned up, and Yuan Niang can move in as soon as possible