Zhang Jinwen's face was as red as fire, as if someone had seen through the secret.

This expression fell in Zhou Zhengyi's eyes, she was a little girl who was even more shy and helpless than Zhou Ziyao, and he comforted: "Ziyu came back to the capital for official business, and it would be good to stay at home for a day." ”

Zhou Zhengyi means that Zhou Ziyu is busy with official business, and he can only stay in the capital for one day at most.

Zhang Jinwen didn't understand, and thought that Zhou Zhengyi was implying that she was occupying the time for Zhou Ziyu to go home to be filial, so she mustered up the courage to defend herself: "General Zhou came to Xinglin Pavilion because he likes to eat Aunt Zhang's cooking. ”

Zhou Zhengyi looked at Zhang Jin's explanation with a smile, and he didn't say anything, and smiled: "Well, Ziyu's yard will also start to be renovated in the next few days, and it just so happens that my legs and feet are so neat, I can help take a few more looks." ”

Zhang Jinwen is so nervous, why do you want to tell her about the Zhou Mansion?

Zhou Zhengyi originally wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he didn't have anything to say a few more words, but it seemed that the result was not good, so he should hurry up: "By the way, Ziyao is always clamoring to come to the Xinglin Pavilion, I wonder if Little Lady Zhang can book a table for her?" ”

"It's all Aunt Zhang arranging the time, please wait a while, I'll ask."

Zhang Jinwen finally found an excuse to leave, she could still talk and laugh freely in the face of Lord Zhou, but in the face of Zhou Ziyu's father, she was very restrained.

Xinglinyuan didn't invite any people, they were all multi-purpose, Aunt Zhang was also busy, Zhang Jinwen looked around before finding Aunt Zhang in the backyard of Qianjintang.

Aunt Zhang is training the etiquette of a few little maids, how to stand when there are guests, what is the expression, where to look with your eyes, what to see when you see guests, what things should be taken to do and what things you can't ask or touch.

These little maids are stupid and clumsy, far less smart than a single hair of Zhang Jin's daughter-in-law, and they were about to cry when they were reprimanded by Aunt Zhang.

Zhang Jinwen came over and asked Aunt Zhang softly how to arrange a luncheon for Zhou Ziyao in the Xinglin Pavilion.

The newly bought spring, summer, autumn and winter little maid is full of awe and peeks at her female owner.

Youlan stood at the back, also peeking at it, she felt that Zhang Xiaoniang had no momentum at all, and it was not as good as when she was a young lady in the past.

Aunt Zhang remembered everything in her head, but she counted it, and as soon as she heard that it was General Zhou's sister who wanted to come to dinner, she immediately said: "After the Cold Food Festival, there will be an empty day." Just let Bamboo Shadow Bamboo Core go to the mountains to pick some fresh ingredients. If it's a family banquet, let the bamboo shadow and bamboo core come back with more wild things. ”

Zhang Jinwen smiled and agreed, turned around, carefully avoided the materials on the ground to trim the house, and walked through the courtyard towards Xinglin Garden.

Zhou Zhengyi circled around the courtyard of Xinglin Yuan with his hands behind his back, and after removing the splint, his mental burden was gone, and he didn't even want to use a cane.

"Lord Zhou, on the eighth day of the fourth month, the Xinglin Pavilion can arrange a luncheon." Zhang Jinwen stepped forward and saluted: "After inviting Lord Zhou to return home, just ask someone to send a luncheon list." ”

Zhou Zhengyi was very satisfied, it was just a temporary decision, Ziyao didn't know it at all, the eighth day of the fourth month was so close, it seemed that this was the priority arrangement of the Xinglin Pavilion for the Zhou Mansion.

He was in a good mood and took Luo Qing away.

Zhang Jinwen asked Zhuqing to clean up Xinglin Garden and go to the front hall to greet Mrs. Tang by herself.

As soon as Mrs. Tang's entourage saw Zhang Jinwen, she hurriedly ran over: "Little lady Zhang, my wife is inconvenient to walk now, can you park the carriage in the backyard and carry Mrs. down again?" ”

The places where the carriages could enter were now blocked by the materials of the repair houses, and the carriages could not be parked in the backyard.

Zhang Jinwen frowned and thought for a while: "Then I'll go to the car and show Mrs. Tang." ”

Mama was very happy: "Then I will be wronged to be a bride." ”

turned around and walked to Mrs. Tang's carriage, opened half of the curtain, and reported softly to Mrs. Tang: "Madam, Mrs. Zhang will get in the car now and come to check your pulse." ”

Mrs. Tang couldn't make a sound, but closed her eyes slightly, which was considered to be an agreement.

Mama sniffed, suppressed her tears, and looked back at Zhang Jinwen: "Little lady Zhang, please!" ”

Zhang Jinwen stepped on the little horse, stepped into the carriage, lifted the curtain, and bent down into the carriage.

Mrs. Tang was half-leaning on the wall of the car, with a thick cushion under her, and the quilt on her body was also tightly covered, her face was blue and gray, and her lips were like paper.

Zhang Jinwen half-squatted in front of Mrs. Tang's feet and called softly: "Mrs. Tang? ”

Madame Tang barely opened her eyes a slit, and her lips squirmed, but they were still glued together.

"Mrs. Tang, don't worry," Zhang Jinwen gently lifted Mrs. Tang's arm on the quilt, pushed the sleeve up, and exposed her wrist: "I'll diagnose your pulse now, and then prescribe a few more medicines for you to use back." ”

When encountering such a patient, Zhang Jinwen's compassion rose, and her tone of voice was a little cautious.

The ancestor has said that most of the women's diseases are caused by heart diseases, and if the treatment effect is good, the patient's precautionary heart must be removed, and then the patient must be softly spoken, no matter what the disease, you can find a medicine stone that can be cured.

Zhang Jinwen's fingers were on Mrs. Tang's wrist, the touch was cold, the pulse was fine, and the breathing sound was extremely shallow.

After counting the pulse for a while, Zhang Jinwen let go of her fingers, lifted Mrs. Tang's hand with both hands, and carefully pinched her palm.

Mrs. Tang's palms were cold and stiff, and almost all of the meridians were stagnant.

Looking at the little finger again, the nails are blue, and no matter how you knead them, you can't feel a trace of vitality.

This is a symptom of a cold heart, if the patient can't find a reason to live on his own, all the medicine stones are just a few breaths.

Thinking of what Zhou Zhengyi said, Zhang Jinwen decided to give it a try.

Zhang Jinwen turned around and lifted the curtain, and the grandmother came over: "Little lady Zhang, what's the matter?" ”

"You let everyone avoid it, I have something to ask Mrs. Tang."

Mama nodded, and with a wave of her hand, all the attendant servants and servants in the Tang Mansion who came over retreated far aside.

Zhang Jinwen put her finger on Mrs. Tang's pulse again, leaned close to Mrs. Tang's ear, and asked softly, "Mrs. Tang, is Tang Shilang okay?" ”

Mrs. Tang didn't move, but her pulse jumped suddenly.

Zhang Jinwen continued to ask: "If Tang Shilang sees Mrs. Tang like this, he will definitely be very distressed." ”

Mrs. Tang still didn't move, but her pulse jumped several times in a row.

This shows that Mrs. Tang still has worries in her heart, otherwise she would not have suddenly jumped so violently.

With a physique like Mrs. Tang's current body, she must use words to stimulate her heartbeat, but not too violently, so as not to have heart problems again.

Zhang Jinwen slowed down her tone: "Mrs. Tang, Tang Shilang is safe." ”