Zhang Jinyu's down-and-out attitude naturally revealed her concern, just like Zhou Ziyu's family.

Xue Shu said: "I don't know about this." If there is news, Xue will definitely let someone tell him! ”

The words are very tactful, which is the meaning that cannot be said.

If there is really definite information, it also belongs to the military situation, and it cannot be made public, and only such a thing as triumph can be widely publicized.

Zhang Jinwen was only stunned for a moment, then understood what Xue Shu meant, and then changed the topic and said: "If Xue is not busy joining the army, can he stay and have a meal together?" ”

Xue Shu laughed out loud: "I'm not busy, I'm not busy, I also went to ask for the errand that sent Lord Tang here today, it wasn't my turn to come, it was Li Shenjun who asked for me." ”

As soon as I heard that it was an errand to come to the Xinglin Pavilion, everyone rushed to come, and finally Li Chunfeng said that only Xue Shui could invite Guozi Assistant Teacher Zhang Jinwen to participate in the celebration banquet by the way, and the good thing fell on Xue Shui's head.

Xue Shui is a talented man, with excellent poetry and songs, and is upright, especially paying attention to the impact of his words and deeds on the future, and is a perfectionist. When he first entered the palace of the king of Qin, Xue Shui was only named to a position of the main thin, and soon, Xue Shui's keen political sense, rigorous writing, and profound pen power soon won the appreciation of the king of Qin and was promoted to the secretary to join the army.

Xue Shuping is good friends with Li Chunfeng and Zhou Ziyu, that is, he likes the humble and rigorous attitude of cultivators, and several people sit together to discuss current affairs, and they can often determine the direction of things and the accuracy of judgment can be six or seven percent.

This is Xue Shui's third time coming to Xinglin Pavilion, and Zhang Jinwen greeted him as his own family, which made Xue Shui very moved.

The heavy snow on the winter solstice is getting thicker and thicker, and the Qianjintang also has an early door panel, and everyone gathers to eat at the Xinglin Pavilion.

Aunt Zhang is very happy, now the Xinglin Pavilion is becoming more and more popular, and there are more and more people at the reunion dinner table, which is more like a big family.

Zhang Jinwen was also happy, boiled a pot of red bean tea soup as the finale dessert, and personally served it to the medical women, which moved several medical women to a mess.

Halfway through the meal, someone came and knocked on the door of the Qianjintang.

Zhu Qing took a look, and quickly ran up to call Zhang Jinwen: "Jin'er, it's a pregnant woman, and she's about to give birth." ”

Zhang Jinwen put down her chopsticks and stood up, and apologized to Xue Shui and Mrs. Tang, the Tang servant: "Lord Tang, Mrs. Tang, Mrs. Xue, joined the army, you use it slowly, and I forgive Meng Zhang for not being able to accompany him." ”

As a doctor, Zhang Jinwen's sense of responsibility and sensitivity made her unable to sit for a while.

Fortunately, everyone can understand, especially Mrs. Tang: "Jin'er, you hurry up, this child is going to be reincarnated by the Sanqing Patriarch." ”

In a word, everyone present laughed.

Lily of the valley and Furong had already taken the lead in the Qianjin Hall, cleaned up the house for the mother's birth, brought in the charcoal brazier, and prepared all the hot water shochu fine cloth and medicinal powder, so there was no need for Zhang Jinwen to speak again.

I saw a young man hurriedly following the small sedan chair carried by several mothers-in-law, and shouted vigorously: "Where is the midwife?" What about the midwife? Come on, come on! ”

Zhufeng explained softly: "I've already called our shopkeeper, please don't worry." ”

The man didn't care, but shouted, "Why is the man here, the midwife?" ”

Zhang Jinwen walked around from the backyard and walked into the hall of Qianjin Hall: "Please be quiet, be careful of noisy children." ”

At that time, the social custom was to call the midwife to the house, and no matter whether the family had money or not, they were unwilling to give birth to the child outside.

Unless it is a person living on the street, it is helpless, and it is no matter where you are born.

Judging by the man's dress and accent, he is all local. The husband, who is willing to send his wife to Qianjintang to give birth, is also a relatively enlightened person, so Zhang Jinwen made a joke that is not big, not small, not light, not heavy.

Originally, it was common for women who were in labor to be in pain, and it was common for them to cry and cry, but in this family, it was just the opposite, and the mother did not say a word, and she screamed as a husband, and she was about to faint like that.

Zhang Jinwen walked to the sedan chair and reached out to remove the quilt that had been covered with a layer of snowflakes.

For the big holiday, many sedan chair men are afraid that the mother will give birth to the child on the sedan chair, and the sedan chair will see blood, which is unlucky, and no one is willing to hire it after washing, and would rather not do business than lift. This small sedan chair is actually tied to a chair with two bamboo poles, and a thin quilt is covered on the mother's body to block her face and block the wind and snow, and the mother is lifted over in this way.

She lifted the headscarf that covered the mother's face and was startled.

This woman was actually a young Hu woman, her face was deformed in pain, she bit her lip stubbornly, and endured it desperately, and the beads of sweat on her forehead mixed with tears flowed down.

In Chang'an City, Hu people are not uncommon, and there are also Han people who intermarry with Hu people, but that is only like that for Han people who make a living in Hu Land.

No wonder it was lifted out.

Zhang Jinwen glanced up at the man: "This is?" ”

She thought these two were a young couple.

The man was slightly embarrassed, for fear that Zhang Jinwen would refuse, so he hurriedly said, "Shopkeeper, how much did you say?" I'll give! ”

Zhang Jinwen was even more surprised: "Who is this?" A woman who gives birth to a child in Qianjintang needs to be accompanied by her loved ones. Does she have a family here? ”

The young man coughed awkwardly, glanced at a few people around him, and stammered: "I, I am her family, and when she gives birth to a son, I will be able to marry her." ”

This seems to be a little wrong, but what is wrong, Zhang Jinwen doesn't have time to think about it, looking at the appearance of the mother, she is about to give birth.

"Fleur, you carry people in, Lily of the Valley, you help pack up your clothes." After Zhang Jinwen finished speaking, she glanced at Zhu Qing, she has taught you everything here, turned around and followed into the delivery room.

Zhu Qing beckoned the young man to sit down in the hall, explained the situation to the man, and after giving birth to the child, he had to live in the Qianjin Hall for five days before leaving, and the young man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and in case of amnesty, he took out a string of money and sent the mother-in-law who carried the sedan chair back to the house, and then sat down, leaned back on the chair, and the whole person was about to collapse.

Zhu Qing has always recognized people very accurately, looking at the young man's dress, and a little like the appearance of Qiao Siqian, the young secretary of Honglu Temple, he vaguely guessed that this person must be the youngest son or concubine of the Qiao family.

Sure enough, after three rounds and two rounds, Zhuqing asked for a more specific situation.

This man, this is Qiao Siqian's youngest son Qiao Yiren.

Because of his father's convenience, Qiao Yiren came into contact with many foreign people and things, and he was well-informed, so he didn't care so much about the constraints of etiquette and religion, and he also followed his father on an envoy to the Western Regions, and he had a lot of understanding of the culture of foreign tribes in Fanbang.