Zhang Jinwen was startled, looked left and right to see no one, and shouted at Aunt Zhang, lowering her voice: "Aunt Zhang, what did you see, you said this?" ”

Aunt Zhang smiled: "Jin'er, what are you anxious about, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

Zhang Jinwen was shocked and ashamed: "Gongzi Ji just said a word of thanks, Mrs. Ji didn't say anything here, you are not in the private room, how can you see the difference?" ”

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

"No, Aunt Zhang, you have to make it clear!" Zhang Jin's little face turned red because of anger: "You said Ji Gongzi's eyes for no reason, what is the difference between this and the rumors outside?" Can't worry enough about it? ”

The person Zhang Jinwen believes in the most is Aunt Zhang, who is her biggest support, and almost all of her ways and means of dealing with the outside world are influenced by Aunt Zhang.

She was just afraid of gossip, and in the face of Mrs. Ji's enthusiasm, she avoided it lukewarmly.

If Aunt Zhang also coaxed, then who would believe the truth?

Aunt Zhang shook her head with a smile and sighed: "Okay, I said." Just now, Mrs. Ji asked the people around her to book a three-day luncheon with me. ”

"Mrs. Ji has already told me!"

"After Mrs. Ji got in the car, the people around her came to look for me. Ji Gongzi also came over, and specially asked me if Zhang Xiaoniang was in charge of the kitchen herself? ”

"And how do you answer?"

"I'll just say that every meal in the Xinglin Pavilion is a recipe that you personally select the ingredients and set the recipe yourself."

"And then?"

"Later? Ji Gongzi left happily! ”

Zhang Jinwen's face softened slightly: "It's that simple? ”

"Hmm."

"Then what do you say about the eyes, it scares me to death."

Aunt Zhang smiled and didn't speak. As soon as Ji Gongzi heard that it was Zhang Jinwen who personally ordered the recipe, his eyes lit up, and his face was full of joy, which was by no means a lie.

"Jin'er, I just want to tell you, let Master Ji go and beg Master Ji to accommodate us for us. How can it work in the yamen without asking for help? ”

"I'm doing my thing!" Speaking of which there is still a exchange of conditions, Zhang Jinwen's face pulled down again: "I have saved so many people, my medical skills are not in vain, even the queen mother praises my medical skills!" ”

Aunt Zhang said in her heart, if Jin'er casually made a name and went out, the government would have approved it a long time ago. Hey, the Zhang family's dead and high temperament may really be born in the bones.

"Jin'er, everything is only on your own hands, where is enough?" Aunt Zhang persuaded bitterly: "Always use some methods to get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Zhang Jinwen's lips pursed into a line and did not speak.

As soon as her twisting strength came up, no one could convince her, so Aunt Zhang had to back down: "I took Zhuying Zhuxin and Youlan Lily of the Valley to the West Market to buy some supplies, and several maids are doing needlework, and you will give them a lecture when I come back." ”

Aunt Zhang went out, leaving Zhang Jinwen sulking alone.

She knows that being angry is not good, which is not in line with the way of health preservation, and she also knows that sulking is blocked by the liver meridian, and meditation and pranayama can be improved.

I don't have the heart to stew the health soup with the ingredients.

She just wants to be angry at willful!

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It is said that Mrs. Ji sat in a carriage and returned to Ji's mansion unhurriedly.

Lifting the curtain, Ji Tong waited attentively by the side of the carriage: "Mother, my son helped you get out of the car." ”

Mrs. Ji stretched out her hand to put her arm around her son: "Nothing to do!" ”

"Mother, son has always been filial and respectful." Ji Tong smiled and hugged Mrs. Ji: "Mother, my son will send you back to the room." ”

The porter stood aside and reported: "Madam, son, the master has returned." ”

Mrs. Ji and Ji Tong glanced at each other and said in unison: "Go to the study." ”

The porter said: "Madam, son, the master has just sent someone to ask for a doctor, let the little one wait here." ”

"Imperial Doctor!" Healthy old baby Ji adults can actually get sick? Mrs. Ji raised her legs and walked inside: "Tong'er, quickly follow me in and have a look." ”

Ji Tong also put away his smile and followed Mrs. Ji straight to the backyard.

In fact, Master Ji was pretending to be sick, and even his personal entourage was kept in the dark.

In order not to be discovered, Lord Ji had no choice but to send his entourage to invite Imperial Doctor Zhao.

The entourage also wondered, the adults were obviously shouting stomach cramps, and the cupping and acupuncture that Imperial Doctor Zhao was good at, could the needle be pricked into the belly? I didn't dare to ask more, so I slipped away and went to the hospital.

Master Ji was lying on the bed, holding his stomach, just thinking about things, and forgetting to hum.

Mrs. Ji ran back to the room in small steps, tired and panting, so she rushed in front of Master Ji: "Master, master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ji Tong also bent down and approached: "Father, where is the discomfort?" ”

When Lord Ji was thinking about something, he was most afraid of being interrupted, and before he could sort out his thoughts, he was woken up by a shout, and opened his eyes suddenly: "I'm not dead." ”

Mrs. Ji was so angry that she slapped Master Ji on the chest: "You didn't die, you almost scared me to death." ”

Master Ji's face shrunk into a ball: "Tap, if you fight again, you will really die." ”

Ji Tong couldn't help laughing, straightened up and took two steps back: "Father, as soon as my mother and I returned home, I heard from the porter that the family went to ask for a doctor, and my mother was anxious and ran back to the room." After a pause, he added: "It's so fast that my son can't catch up." ”

My father and mother have flirted and scolded for many years, and it is better to avoid being a son.

Mrs. Ji beat Master Ji's chest again, and turned around to stop Ji Tong: "Tong'er, come and help me, my feet are weak and I can't stand up." ”

Master Ji also looked at Ji Tong: "Son, help your mother to have some food, the imperial doctor is coming." ”

Mrs. Ji asked, "Which imperial doctor did you invite?" ”

"Imperial Doctor Zhao."

"What illness did you come back from?"

"Abdominal pain."

"Oh?"

"Ahh

Master Ji suddenly screamed, covering his abdomen with his hands, his face showing pain.

Mrs. Ji proudly blew into her fist: "Don't lie, my son is here, pay attention to words and deeds." ”

At this time, Mrs. Ji's personal grandmother chased to the door: "Master, madam!" ”

Mrs. Ji said: "Rong Gui's family, wait for me to change my clothes." ”

The lord is uncomfortable, and the ladies of the family can't dress cheerfully, so they have to change it quickly.

Ji Tong held back a smile and stepped back: "My son will also go back to the room, there are still a few articles to write in Tai Academy." ”

Master Ji felt that he was really sick now, and the punch given by Mrs. was not gentle at all: "Ouch, go, ouch, you all go down, ouch!" ”

Mrs. Ji and Ji Tong really walked away happily, Lord Ji was even more depressed, why did he really hurt, how could this mother and son look so happy!

In the side room, Rong Gui's family removed the jewelry on Mrs. Ji's head, and asked cautiously: "Madam, it doesn't matter if you are master, right?" ”

The old man is not sick all the year round, why is this illness, the lady is not in a hurry, and the son's face is about to burst into laughter?

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