Chapter Twenty-Seven: Growing Up

"β€”What do you mean by that?" Duan's was puzzled, and his brows furrowed, "Although her father was originally a Beijing official, he has been an official outside all the year round, and he has never stayed in Kyoto. ”

"It turns out that my mother didn't know anything," Qu Rong smiled faintly, looking like a bamboo in his chest, "I have a friend in the Guozi Prison, who is the son of Liu Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials." I learned from him that Lu Mian, the sister-in-law of the eldest aunt, was deeply favored by the saint, and this year the holy edict ordered him to return to Beijing, originally to let him enter the six departments to be a waiter, and the decree has been issued to the ministry, then Lu Mian actually knelt down to the saint to resign, unwilling to stay in Beijing, and invited himself to go to a remote place in Yunnan and Guizhou to benefit the people and recuperate. The saint felt that he was loyal and upright, and praised him greatly - according to what Liu Shangshu said, then Lu Mian would be edicted back to Beijing after staying in Yungui for two or three years at most, and at that time, what was it worth to enter the sixth department as a waiter? I'm afraid that the future of that career is as wide and unimpeded as a broad road. ”

Duan's listened to Qu Rong and savored it in his heart.

... I heard that Xiao Nizi's father was originally from the Jinbang Tanhualang, and now he is still young, but at the age of thirty-four or five, he has already achieved the political envoy of the three products, if he is really favored by the saints, in a few years, why can't he be a six-book book? What's more, he has no children under his knees, and he has no stepfamily, so he has only one daughter, Xiao Nizi, and all the family business in the future will not be inherited by Xiao Nizi alone?

In this way, if anyone marries that little girl, they will really choose a bargain, and they may be able to get her father's help in their careers.

But that little girl's temper is really annoying!

Duan forcibly held back the disgust in his heart, and asked tentatively, "Didn't you deliberately want to marry that little girl?" ”

"Why not?" Qu Rong asked Duan with a smile.

Duan pursed his lips, very disdainful: "With your character and talent, how many girls from good families in Kyoto City can be chosen by you, why choose her alone?" ”

"Mother's words are wrong." Qu Rong shook his head, and his tone was cold, "Mother doesn't know that even the princes and princes in this Kyoto city are divided into three, six, nine and so on, among which there is a little bit of real power, we can't climb high, there is no real power, but there is only a superficial honor, what's the use of coming?" And I have inquired, although the Lu family is from the northwest, it is also a famous family in the northwest, and there are many people in the clan who are officials, so it is quite noble. ”

When Duan heard this, he couldn't help but become more and more surprised: "You have inquired in such detail, but I haven't noticed at allβ€”when did you have such thoughts about that little girl?" ”

Qu Rong's eyebrows twitched, and he smiled: "It doesn't matter when, my son is already older, so he naturally has a son's idea," he looked at Duan with a calm gaze, "Mother only said that this idea of my son can still be made?" ”

Duan looked at Qu Rong and was dumbfounded for a long time, before he finally felt deflated, and his whole person softened.

"If you think it will do, then make it."

Qu Rong smiled again: "The mother doesn't have to be so discouraged, what the son thinks is not in a hurry." She is still young, and she will have to wait until the spring of the next year, when her son is named on the gold list, and her mother can open her mouth to ask her aunt for marriage. ”

Duan's first hearing the word "Chunqiu" was like a bright light that instantly illuminated his heart, and immediately sneered, "If you are the title of the gold list after Chunqiu, I'm afraid that I don't know how many famous ladies will rush to post it, what else do you want that little girl to do?" ”

Qu Rong's eyes couldn't help but show a little loneliness, and he smiled abruptly: "The title of the gold list is good, but my son feels that he is not completely sure. ”

Duan's eyes rolled, but he looked around, and saw that only the personal maid Yuping was doing needlework alone under the window, so he lowered his voice and said to Qu Rong: "According to what I said, why don't you secretly envelop that little girl first, and coax it slowly, but let people know." After the Spring Festival, if you are the title of the gold list, your mother will find another good match for you, as for her, we have no publicity, she still dares to be shameless and tell people that she can't go? ”

In other words, if his name falls to Sun Shan, then he will openly ask his aunt Meng to marry Lu Jiayue.

But compared to the title of the gold list, what I want to do more seems to be to embrace that weak and slender figure into my arms...

Duan's ears were still chattering: "I know that you have taken a fancy to the appearance of that little girl, in fact, there are so many good-looking girls in this world, if you have a promising career, why don't you worry about a few fairy-like concubines in the future... Men, you should still focus on the future..."

Qu Rongwu was silent.

*

After Lu Jiayue was carried back to Chuntang Residence by a soft sedan chair from the Dark Fragrance Garden, she fell asleep.

Meng Shi was worried, and stood by every step.

After dinner, Lu Jiayue woke up leisurely.

Meng Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly called the maid to carry the decoction, and before he could feed Lu Jiayue to drink, he heard her whisper "It hurts", and the whole person fell backwards again.

Meng Shi was so shocked that tears flowed from his eyes.

"What's going on?! Quick, send someone to invite Dr. Cheng to come! ”

As soon as Meng Shi panicked, the maids also panicked, and they were busy for a while.

Lu Jiayue curled up in the warm futon, her body arched like a shrimp, but her hands were tightly covered on her lower abdomen.

A dull pain that seemed to come from the depths of her lower abdomen, continuous, spread to her limbs as she breathed, making her want to cry out loud.

She gritted her teeth and tried to endure.

Suddenly, a stream of heat slid between his legs.

It was a familiar feeling, and she suddenly remembered that it was the first time she had such an experience three years ago at this time.

It was a menstrual event that every woman would have when she reached her age.

Lu Jiayue endured the pain, stretched out her hand and pulled the cuffs of La Meng.

Meng Shi was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, and when he saw that she was awake, he touched her forehead and asked eagerly, "How?" What exactly is uncomfortable? I've already gone to ask for Doctor Cheng, good boy, bear with me a little longer..."

"You don't need to ask Imperial Doctor Cheng," Lu Jiayue blushed and whispered, "Auntie, I... I'm bleeding..."

Meng Shi was startled, lifted the futon to take a look, and sure enough, on the mattress under Lu Jiayue, there was a small cloud of red blood.

Even if Meng Shi understood, he couldn't cry or laugh at once, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a brocade handkerchief, and laughed with relief.

"Okay, okay, my moon girl has finally grown into a big girl."

Lu Jiayue was so ashamed that her face burned, so she simply buried her face in the futon and hid it.

The pain in the lower abdomen seems to have been slightly lessened.

Mrs. Qu heard that Meng sent someone to ask for Imperial Doctor Cheng, thinking that Lu Jiayue was very bad, so she sent Coral to ask, and Meng quietly said that she listened to Sango, and when Coral went back and replied to Mrs. Qu's words, Mrs. Qu put her mind at ease, and sent Coral to send two bottles of Yimu Tranquility Ointment, and let Lu Jiayue drink warm water.

When Imperial Physician Cheng came, he only relayed Lu Jiayue's symptoms to him by Mama Zhang on the second door, and Imperial Physician Cheng left a prescription for warming menstruation and relieving pain, received the consultation fee, and went by himself.

The maids in Chuntang Juli were busy changing clean bedding, serving Lu Jiayue to wash and change clothes, and decocting medicine for her to drink.