In the middle of winter, there was peace in Hucheng.

It is rumored that the name of this Hucheng comes from a battle in which the Wuwu people raised troops to invade the inland Dasheng Dynasty.

The battle ahead was tight, and the offensive of the Wuwu people was like a bamboo, and at the last moment, the fairy-like god of war Feng Jingyu didn't know what method he used, and drove the Honghu to help the battle, and he broke the enemy army.

Today's Hucheng, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, but it is a place of peace.

It's just that for the rich and noble families in the eyes of the ordinary people, they have to tighten their belts in this era, and they don't have to say that this poor family may have to sell their children and daughters to make a living.

In Hucheng, there are also slightly wealthy families, such as the Jing family.

Although the Jing family is not as noble as the imperial city far away in Kyoto, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and this Jingfu is more enviable than the wealth of the sky in this hoof.

So much so that when it was first built, the name alone took a lot of thought from Master Jing.

"Scenic Garden"? "Jing Zhai"? "Jingyuan"? The Jing family found the best century-old sandalwood and hired famous craftsmen, and the momentum was huge.

In the end, the plaque with the word "Jingfu" was set up, which was magnificent and showed the identity, which was somewhat in line with Master Jing's mind.

It's just that this blue sky is white, and the commotion in the house has not stopped.

"When our dining room is a good match, what cats and dogs are also sent here?" Mrs. Zhao Hui, who was stewing lotus vegetables, slammed the lid of the pot on the board in a weird way.

The slightly young woman with a hairpin on her head added a stick of wood to the stove, sighed, and said, "I saw that girl last day that she had no breath coming out." ”

"You are so capable, why didn't you say it earlier, and now you can't deal with people, so you grabbed this afterthought?"

Zhao Hui's voice became sharp, she was most unaccustomed to the appearance of the Xu family's lady, who wouldn't do it with hindsight?

The lady of the Xu family knew that this Mrs. Zhao Hui was a fierce and introverted master, and she didn't bother with her on her tongue, but just silently started the work at hand.

The other people in the dining room have long been surprised, this Zhao Hui mother-in-law relies on her brother-in-law to be a henchman under Steward Liu of the Foreign Mansion, and her eyes are even higher than the top in the dining room, and no one looks down on her.

"Alright, don't put it here and raise the bar." The woman who entered the door at the back was obviously a woman in charge, and her clothes were much more ornate than those of the others.

The woman's eyes swept over the miscellaneous people in the dining room, and then it fell on Mrs. Zhao Hui.

Asked bluntly: "The rest of the girl is out of gas?" ”

Zhao Hui didn't dare to take Qiao in front of Cheng Ying, so she suddenly did a lot of obediently, changed her previous demeanor in front of the Xu family's lady, and then replied respectfully: "The others have been distributed to each courtyard, but there is still a half-dead dead girl." When Ya Pozi sent it, the person was not right, the price was cheap, and he signed a deed of sale and death......"

Zhao Hui's tone was lowered, needless to say that Cheng Ying also knew that the remaining girl was afraid that she was not far from being out of breath.

Cheng Ying thought about it for a while, although Aunt Fang is now in charge of the inner house, but the Hou family has a body, and I am afraid that this time I will have to open my face and raise my identity. There are several new girls who have entered the house this time, and they can't wipe her face in vain, so they won't send any of them.

After making up his mind, he ordered: "Whoever sends the half-dead girl to the Hou family will say that the master rewarded her and send it to serve her." ”

As soon as Cheng Ying left, the people in the dining room muttered, "This Cheng steward is not afraid of revenge from the Hou family, if the little young master falls to the ground in the future, I am afraid that the sky in this mansion will have to be replaced." ”

The other mocked in a low voice, "It also depends on Hou's stomach." "Aunt Fang is now the one in charge of this house.

"Shhh The other quickly glanced around and reminded her, "Be careful if someone hears the root of your tongue pulled." ”

The manager of this dining room is a shrewd and powerful character, and I don't want people to say that she is high and low, and she does everything on the surface.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this Cheng Ying is the Aunt Fang in the house, so she naturally wants to suppress the Hou family according to Fang's thoughts.

One wave has just flattened, and another wave has risen. As soon as the eight-treasure jade soup came out of the pot, a girl trotted out with a cup.

"Come back." Mrs. Zhao Hui shouted loudly. The little girl stopped her feet, her face misty.

Cheng Ying was not there, and Zhao Hui's mother-in-law relied on her identity, and immediately ordered in a tone: "Folded Zixuan's pressure and sent it to Aunt Fang's side." ”

The little girl nodded busily and acted according to Zhao Hui's mother-in-law's wishes.

…………

"This rent has been received from Sanfu, and I haven't seen it all collected." There was a murmur outside the house.

The girl on the bamboo and wooden bed, opened her eyes, closed her eyes, and opened her eyes again, repeating this action a dozen times, and finally, she showed a look of not very frightened on her face, and then her teeth clenched, grabbed the quilt, and curled up in a ball.

Mingqin, who was outside the door, heard the sound, thought that the people in the house had woken up, happily patted Ya'er, who was gossiping with her, on the shoulder, and trotted into the house.

"Your name is Nan Mo, right?" Mingqin is not very old, and when she meets someone of the same age, she feels a little closer, and she chatters endlessly.

The girl on the bamboo couch looked at the little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, this little girl named Mingqin was dressed in a pale blue curved deep coat, with narrow sleeves and a collar, and the front placket was embroidered with gray silk thread with a few unknown flowers.

She stared at Mingqin for a long time, until she looked at Mingqin uncomfortably, then she looked away, and just asked lightly, "Where is this?" ”

Nan Mo's body was already very thin because of the lack of food, short clothes, and because of the disease, the cheeks were a little pale.

It's hard to say a word, and his voice is hoarse, and his voice sounds as uncomfortable as a whimpering wind scraping against a layer of iron.

Mingqin was startled, thinking she was burnt up. "I'll give Aunt Hou a reply later, and I'll say that you're not well yet, and I'll give you a job after a while."

The little girl named Mingqin disappeared as soon as she slipped away, and Nan Mo was the only one left in the room.

The girl on the bed shook her analgesic head slightly, and she also made an impassioned speech at the medical conference in the previous scene.

It took Nanmo four years to establish a complete set of medical systems, combining the theories of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and giving direct treatment methods after a comprehensive judgment of the patient's lesions, as well as drug treatment.

If the system is successfully implemented, it will be more straightforward and effective. Eliminate a lot of cumbersome examinations, saving patients time and money.

Obviously it is a good thing for the benefit of society, but no one agrees, Nan Mo can also think of it, after all, when a patient goes to the hospital, he can't do a bunch of tests before he can know what the problem is.

If you don't throw a bunch of money into it, don't think about getting it all out.

The medical conference hadn't finished yet, and she hadn't officially fought with the old diehards.

In the next scene, I arrived at this ghost place, and I had a poor and dilapidated house in my mind, a desperate cry, and a little girl with the same name and surname who was sold to Ya Po by her family, she thought it was a strange dream.

As a result, when I opened my eyes, this scene, the decoration here, the content of the people at the door, and the unfamiliar memories in my mind became clearer and clearer.

It reminded her of one thing, this was no longer the world she knew.