Chapter Eighty-Nine: Obituary

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The palace sent people to send tailors and fabrics, and the jade selected an afternoon, in addition to three sets of palace clothes for each of the four seasons, and set up two regular clothes in summer and autumn - short shirts, long shirts, tunics, tunics, large sleeves, riding clothes, three sets of all kinds, shoes and socks, fans, belts, shawls, silk handkerchiefs, should be piecemeal and equipped, a total of 26 sets.

The palace dress in spring and winter is not in a hurry, the two tailors are sophisticated, Xu is aware that the jade will be dizzy if he picks more, and he first took the sample material to choose a few sets of weekdays in summer.

Yiyu used to make clothes in the Lu family, or the town invited a needlewoman, at most two or three new clothes a season, how could there be dozens of orders at once, at first because of Li Tai's heart happily cooperated, in the end it was patient, on the other hand, Pingtong and Pinghui were getting more and more energetic, so they couldn't wait to tear off each piece of cloth and pull it to her for a comparison.

"What else?" Yu asked the tailor.

"Miss Hui's words, there are a few pieces of fur to wear in winter," the tailor asked the next person to open a box in the corner, and there was a large ball of fur in the eye, long and short, rabbit skin, fox skin, mink skin, lamb skin, all of which were whole, and Yiyu knew that Li Tai had a lot of spare money, so he was not too surprised, and picked up a pearl-colored leather and touched it in his hand, which was soft and very attractive to girls.

"There's no rush to this, let's put it first, and we'll talk about it another day."

Several people saw that she was tired, so they didn't coax her to pick more, the steward arranged for the tailors to stay, Pingtong Pinghui accompanied Yiyu back to the room, Chen Qu looked at the two people who followed Zhiyu on the left and right, twisted his fingers, and trotted to follow.

In the evening, Ah Sheng carried the letter of the widow and went directly to the Literature Museum to find someone. Li Tai has been spending time in the big library building again in the past two days, and apart from him on the empty top floor, there is only Shen Jiantang who is lying on his back and snoring.

Ah Sheng approached, glanced at the good thing on the ground, twisted the candle and lit it again, and when he saw Li Tai put down the brush in his left hand, he learned the words of the jade again:

"Master, everything has been sent, and the young lady said that she has something to do tomorrow, and it is inconvenient to be invited to visit, so let her subordinates confess to you on her behalf."

If it could, Ah Sheng really didn't want to help Yu Yu learn words, and keenly noticed that Li Tai's mood had changed from cloudy to gloomy, so he hurriedly took out the letter paper in his arms and handed it over, "This is the book written by Miss." ”

Li Tai took the letter and shook it open to see, the handwriting on the letter was familiar to him, only a few words, but he read it for a long time:

"Avoid alcohol, avoid fish, don't get wet, go to bed early."

He glanced at the gauze wrapped around his right hand, and that day Ah Sheng sent someone back, brought an extra bottle of medicinal powder, and helped him change the medicine in the morning and evening, and the amount was careful. In addition, he couldn't drink a sip of wine in the past two days, and there were a few more vegetarian dishes he didn't like during the meal, and he vaguely knew the reason for this, so he didn't resist, and now he saw Yu Yu's handwriting, and now he can still recall her frightened appearance at that moment, brushing her white little face, and persuading him to let go of the broken porcelain in his hand with an expression that is more ugly than crying, and his heart is suddenly not a taste.

It's just such a piece of paper, a few words, but he refuses to come to see him, and he can't tell if she is angry with him. If it weren't for the fact that he had something to wait for and couldn't leave Beijing, maybe he would have picked up people in person.

"Master, master?" Ah Sheng saw Li Tai staring at his palm and frowning for a long time, so he called out loudly.

Li Tai folded the letter paper into his sleeve, took out a clean piece of white paper from the table, wrote a line of words, folded it and handed it to Ah Sheng.

"Send it tomorrow."

"Yes."

The next day, when Ah Sheng went to Puzhen Garden to deliver the letter, Yi Yu was squatting by a tree outside the hot spring house, digging up those wild gastrodia, bathing in the early morning and seeing it by chance, she was really surprised, this perennial herb is not common now, and the pharmacology has not yet been identified.

Hearing Pingtong calling her, she put down the small shovel, washed her hands and went to the front hall.

Li Tai's letter is a few words more than the one Yu Yu had yesterday: no drinking, no fish, no water, no early bed.

Yi Yu couldn't help laughing, afraid of breaking his work in front of Ah Sheng, so he took the opportunity to get the pen and paper, grinned vigorously, and looked unangry when he turned around, and when the pen and paper were delivered, he wrote a letter behind the two of them.

Ah Sheng got the reply, so he didn't stay long, and immediately rushed back. As Li Tai's cronies, he himself has a lot of things to do, but he was called by these two messengers, and he couldn't complain, so he could only hope that the two of them would reconcile as soon as possible, so that he could do serious things.

sent Ah Sheng away, and Yiyu went back to dig her gastrodia, but as everyone knows, she didn't go to Chang'an City in the past few days, and she just missed a funeral that was big or small-

The only daughter of the Oriental family, the Oriental Pearl, died of illness on the night of the spring on March 3.

When the news of the death of the Oriental Pearl due to illness reached the palace, it had been three days in the past, and the person had been in the coffin, if it were not for the fact that the Oriental Pearl and Li Tai had such a marriage contract, such a tasteless and rankless unmarried girl would not have alarmed the emperor.

Just when the relics were squatting in the backyard digging grass, Li Tai was passed into the palace, early in the morning, the father and son had a brief conversation, Li Shimin first regretted the death of the Oriental Pearl, and the marriage was naturally abandoned, and finally he talked about it, inevitably involving others:

"Your wedding is coming, and there is this funeral, which is obviously a bad omen, the young lady of the Oriental family has been waiting for you for more than two years, how can you get married at the time of her new funeral, for fear of criticism, it is better to postpone the wedding date, so it is a new funeral after three months."

Li Tai knew about the death of the Oriental Pearl earlier than Li Shimin, and he also expected that someone would take advantage of the topic to play, and after looking up at the dragon case, the emperor had a look of pity on his face, and bowed his head and said:

"The common feelings of birth, old age, sickness and death, how can they be compared with the bad luck."

If the marriage date is really postponed, it is a concession, even if it is postponed for one day, if there is not, it will be rumored that there is something, and it is insisted that the death of the Oriental Pearl will be involved in the head of the jade, so that she will be criticized, how can Li Tai agree.

Li Shimin frowned, "Do you have to make it clear, you are also a literati, how do you not know that Dongfang You, as the prince of the country, is a priest and a winemaker, and there is only such an only granddaughter, you just have to make a show if you don't talk about it, block their mouths, people are terrible, if those tongues want to call you a lover, what should you do?" ”

"The father is worried, the son and Miss Dongfang have a marriage contract, but the gift has been weekly, and there has not been more than half of the excesses, that is, it is clear, she died early due to illness, how can it be said that the son is not affectionate, so it is also a stain on her reputation, the son of the minister, the marriage should be as scheduled."

"I'm planning for you, if you don't appreciate it." Li Shimin surprisingly didn't persuade him much, patted the table and called the palace people who were waiting outside, went to the bookshelf and took a palm-sized lacquer box, and handed it to Li Tai:

"It was the reward of the bow that day."

Winners and losers were not judged, and rewards were given in the end. Li Tai took it and was guessing the contents of the box, so Li Shimin explained his confusion: "It is the Guben Dan refined by Li Daochang, and I get up early every day to take one pill, which can strengthen my body, you can use it, if you eat it, I will ask someone to send it to you." ”

"Thank you for the reward."

At the time, people valued the Tao, and there was often alchemy saying that Li Daochang in Li Shimin's mouth was the disciple of the immortal master Yuan Tiangang, and his reputation was far and wide. Li Tai thanked him, then left with the box, went out of the palace and sat in the carriage, only to open the box, looked at more than 20 silver pills the size of his thumb knuckles, pinched one and put it under his nose and sniffed, only to feel that the fragrance of the pill was in his nose, and the smell made people feel refreshed, which led Li Tai to be a little suspicious.

Back to the Literature Museum, on the second floor of the Fengling Pavilion, I didn't see the person who should come back, I took a few books and looked at them for a while, I felt that the room was dark, so I went to the window and opened the half-covered window, the dazzling sunlight swept in, so that he squinted, and saw a figure lying on the empty lawn downstairs, basking in the sun, turning his hand over, shaking lightly in the distance, and listening to a cry of pain, the person lying in the sun jumped up and down, looked upstairs, cursed a few times, and jumped on the eaves, and when the people climbed to the window, I heard him complain:

"The third watch will help you touch the dead in the middle of the night, can't you come back and bask in the sun to go to the yin."

At dusk, in the study, Yiyu put down the pen, dried the written paper, and put it on top of a small stack of papers on the left hand side, and after tidying up, he took the two volumes sent by Ah Sheng in the afternoon, lay on the bamboo chair, and read it while eating the sweet fruit sent by Li Tai and Ah Sheng.

These two volumes are part of the folklore and trumpet tunes collected from all over the world, and they are sorted out by a special person and then concluded.

Yi Yu already likes to read this, before dinner turned over a dozen short stories, some boring she swept through, some interesting she carefully marked with a pen, or felt and sent, then lost the core, wiped his hands back to the desk, on the paper to write another modifications and suggestions, sandwiched in the volume, Pinghui came back to ask her to go to dinner but failed to call away, and finally Lu Shi came over in person, smoked her pen, and poked her head twice, then obediently went to eat.

After dinner, he went back to the study to continue his research, Lu saw that she hadn't touched the needle and thread all day, and he had no problem with her, so he had to keep the account and calculate it tomorrow, and go back to the house to make up for the embroidery work left by the jade, Han Shiyu went to talk, and Han Li carried a pot of wine to the backyard to admire the moon, on the seventh day of the third month, what moon was there to see, but he could sit in the Lu courtyard until the lights went out before going back to the room to rest.

At night, Puzhenyuan was thrifty, only a few places under the eaves were still lit with lanterns, Yiyu lay on the bed and turned over the scrolls, kept covering his mouth and yawning, Pingtong saw it, folded his clothes and put them in the cabinet, so he came to persuade:

"Miss, Madame told you to rest early."

"Well, leave a lamp, and you go to sleep." Yi Yu put the book on the small pear blossom case at the head of the bed, shrunk into the quilt, Ren Pingtong pulled the quilt for her again, checked the doors and windows, and exited the house.

There was no sound in the room, and when Yu Yu closed his eyes and was sleepy, he faintly heard the soft knock on the window next to the bed.

"Da-da, da-da"

It wasn't until the sound became clear in her ears that she opened her eyes suddenly, pricked up her ears and listened again, to make sure that it was not a hallucination, and carefully sat up straight, turning her head to see a dark shadow in the window.

"Who?" Thinking of the Lu family in the same hospital, she couldn't help but cry in shock.

"Oh, don't be afraid, it's me."