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The Tang Empire has an open atmosphere, and there have been empresses of the four dynasties, and now there is no great defense for men and women, and women can also be officials in the imperial examination, and they can be ministers in the same hall with men - how to prevent it?

Moreover, the valve reading house extended from the two Jin Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties because of the Taoist atmosphere, the defense of men and women is not so important, Langjun girls can sit in the same bed before the fifteenth, eat in the same case, and study in the same hall, adult men and women do not talk too much about taboos, and the uncles and concubines are all feasting together in the same hall during the family banquet, and the uncles and sisters-in-law can also live in the same room, as long as the servants and maids are in the same room.

Not to mention the Lanling Xiao family, which has been integrated into the open atmosphere of the Hexi grassland, I heard that it is common for Xiao girls to be happy with their lovers before they get married.

Besides, Xiao Yan is eleven years old, but Xiaolang is just Xiaolang, even if he goes in and out of the inner courtyard, it doesn't matter, what kind of taboo to talk about.

Shen Qingyi felt for a moment that Xiao Yan's head was engraved with two big words: trouble!

***

Late at night, the autumn rain fluttered in the corridor, and occasionally the raindrops hit the window paper, making a subtle rustling sound.

Xiao Yan had fallen asleep.

Qi Niang tucked down the brocade quilt for her, walked out lightly, and closed the door.

"Your Excellency." She entered Shang Qing's bedroom and bowed her head respectfully.

Shang Qing leaned on his elbows and half-propped himself on the couch, with an idle flow, and said lightly: "Four months later, I will use the marrow washing prescription for Xiao Wunian." ”

Qi Niang was taken aback, and raised her eyes puzzled: Didn't Zunshang say ...... before?

A faint smile overflowed Shang Qing's lips, "It's okay." Cause and effect have already been obscured. ”

Qi Niang's eyes lit up, and she remembered that Xiao Yan returned to the hospital during the day and said excitedly, "The fourth sister-in-law promised to teach me", and suddenly her face turned pale, and she said in her heart: Respect and wisdom.

She bowed and withdrew, the main medicine of this marrow washing soup was difficult to concoct, and His Majesty gave her four months to prepare, so she had to hurry. Thinking of Xiao Yan's ghost crying wolf when she jumped into the bathtub after the New Year, Qi Niang ate and laughed lowly.

***

At the beginning of the month, all the residual poisons in Xiao Cong's body were removed.

The sickness that had plagued him for twenty-one years was finally completely cured.

Xiao Yu was overjoyed, and immediately released the news of his eldest son's recovery, and went to the court to officially ask Xiao Cong to be the son. According to the law of the Tang Dynasty, the eldest son of the princely family can ask for the title of prince after the twenty crown ceremony, but Xiao Cong did not invite the prince after the twenty crown ceremony because of his illness. For a while, it can be said that some people are happy and some are sad.

Although the canonization edict of the imperial court has not yet come down, it is certain that nothing will go wrong, after all, Xiao Cong is the eldest son of Princess Anping, the grandson of the current saint, who sheds half of the royal blood, can he let the military power in Hexi fall into the hands of Xiao Yu's other sons?

The Chang'an Imperial Court may have had the idea of the Xiao family's internal strife due to the uncertainty of the son earlier, but as soon as Xiao Cong recovers, don't mention this matter, at least it will not embarrass Xiao Cong's son to ask for a seal - this makes no sense!

Although the emperor is old, he is not confused.

Therefore, although the edict has not yet been issued, the neighboring nobles who received the news have sent congratulatory gifts early. In addition, the New Year's Festival is approaching, and the congratulatory gifts and New Year's gifts are sent together, and the Boxing gifts received by the Guogong Mansion this year are piled up. The chief supervisor, Xiao Cungui, flipped through the gift list until he was soft, and reported to the head of the family, and sorted out the key gift list and presented it.

After Xiao Yu saw it, he discussed the gift list with Ren Xun, the chief staff member of the house.

First of all, the prince's gift, "a 500-year-old mountain ginseng ......"

"Appropriate for the occasion." Ren Xun leaned on a few legs, with big sleeves on the ground, and laughed lazily.

"Also, Zhong Taifu's handwritten book "Xuanyuan Table," Xiao Yu added, "is not Wang Youjun's copy." ”

Not a pro-ben?

Ren Xun sat up abruptly.

That's the real thing!

——Xiao Yu's ability to appreciate literacy and painting, if he recognizes the second in the Tang Dynasty, there is no first.

Ren Xun's hand was stretched out, "Where, where?" Show me, let me verify if it's genuine. ”

"Giving you an appraisal?" Xiao Yu snorted, "Let's go to your house after the appraisal!" ”

"Stingy!" Ren Xun rolled his eyes, with a jealous expression, "The prince is thinking about you." "Even Mrs. Zhong's true handiwork is willing to take it out! He really wants to rob it!

Ren Xun pondered the force value of him and Xiao Yu, and then fell down in a daze.

Xiao Yu was shuang, hahaha three times, and read down again: "King Qi sent a 500-year-old Changbai ginseng, a 300-year-old Yuntai purple lingzhi, and a piece of Wang Shijun's "Shangyu Post". ”

"Yo," Ren Xun leaned on his elbow and giggled, "but that's a generous shot!" ”

Tsk, Zhong Taifu's "Xuanyuan Table", Wang Youjun's "Shangwan Post" - is this a wrestling?

"If you are courteous to others, you will ask for something." Ren Xun's tone was leisurely.

Xiao Yu smiled and raised his finger and wrote a word in the air: Disease.

The saint is sick.

Therefore, both the crown prince and the king of Qi were anxious.

The crown prince was born by the Empress Yuan, and the King of Qi was born by the current queen.

It's all Yan!

"Hehe, the saint is fifty out of sixty." Today, His Majesty is romantic, happy and lustful, the harem concubines don't say three thousand, three hundred must be there, every night to have a daughter, it is said that there are also □□ play, three flying, this holy body...... Hehe.

Ren Xun held his chin and smiled merryly, and glanced at Xiao Yu, "People are coming from both sides?" "He only came back from the Anxi Protectorate yesterday afternoon, and he was called by Xiao Yu early this morning, and he guessed that this was the case.

Xiao Yu nodded with a calm face, "I entered the city the morning before yesterday." He sat on the couch opposite Ren Xun with a flick of his wide sleeves, with a little color on his face, and said, "I went to Chenghe Courtyard to see Shiro, shh He laughed deeply, "No one in the world knows that my son's illness was cured by the prescription left by the medicine king." ”

Mr. Sun, the king of medicine, is one of the three masters of Taoism, and is also a world-famous holy hand of medicine, and is known as the "King of Medicine" in the world.

Ren Xun smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the prince and the king of Qi should go to ask the Daomen, where is Mr. Sun's immortal tour?" Where does the Liang Guogong Mansion know. ”

Of course, he didn't believe that Xiao Cong's illness was cured by the prescription left by Sun Daoxuan, but he believed that this disease was definitely not cured by Sun Daoxuan.

Xiao Yu smiled leisurely, "Mr. Sun didn't know where to travel more than ten years ago, and the prince wants to find someone, I'm afraid it's not so easy." What's more, the prince may not be as urgent as Mr. Sun appears. ”

The prince was born with a disease, and the emperor personally went to Daomen to invite Dao Xuanzi to treat the prince. What Dao Xuanzi said to the emperor, no one knows.

After paying the price of the deaths of several secret spies, Xiao finally found out a truth: Dao Xuanzi only prescribed one dose of medicine to the prince.

From then until now, this medicine has been taken without interruption for 38 years.

The prince is still sick like that, and only like that.

Of course, the king of Qi hopes that the crown prince will continue to be sick like this, even if he is not sick to the point of dying, but this sick and weak condition can make many ministers' minds waver - therefore, the eldest son of Liang Guogong must not be cured by Mr. Sun.

As for the crown prince, his mind is calm.

Obviously he is anxious to get Mr. Sun's whereabouts, but secretly, who knows?

Xiao Yu sneered on his lips and said: "You were not there a few days ago, and you haven't seen the news from Beijing, on November 25, when Pei Zhongshu saw the sage, he said 'Tianzuo prolongs the year'...... Later, I didn't know how it came out, saying that it meant the prince, hehe......"

Isn't this an insinuation that the prince is "unhealthy and unrelenting"?

Ren Xun sneered: "Pei Zhongshu is old-fashioned, how could he say such a thing." The prince didn't believe it, and neither did the saints. ”

Zhongshu Ling Pei Chang is a slippery old fox, how can he express his position as the prince.

Xiao Yu raised his eyes and smiled, "I haven't finished reading yet," he paused for a moment and read again, "I'll give another piece of "Drawing the Qin"-" he smiled, "True." ”

Ren Xun bit his finger and looked at him.

Gu Changshou's "Piano Chopping Picture", I really want it!

"Say, what do you get in exchange?" His teeth were tickling.

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, "I heard that Ming Yun went to Huiji in his early years, and he was given a good knife by the deceased. ”

Ren Xun sighed, "Is there still a lack of good knives in Guogong's hands?" "Xiao Yu is fond of collecting calligraphy and paintings, and also likes to collect famous swords and swords, and there are many famous soldiers in the arsenal of Rui Sitang.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, "Don't you hear that Han Xin ordered troops?" "The more the merrier.

Ren Xun didn't think twice, "Deal." For fear that Xiao Yu would regret it, "Hurry up, hurry up, bring the painting." ”

Xiao Yu shook his head and smiled, got up and took out a scroll of purple silk tied to the painting scroll from the celadon vase next to the bookcase, and reached out and handed it over.

Ren Xun couldn't wait to take it, rolled it up carefully, squinted his eyes and looked up and down for a while, and giggled, "Not bad, not bad, it's Gu Changshi's "Qin Chopping Diagram". ”

"The Gu family is willing to give it to King Qi?" Ren Xun snorted, more than three hundred years ago, the Jiangdong Gu clan and the Lanling Xiao clan were called "Jiankang Xiao Gu", but now the Gu clan has declined. There was a sour taste in his words, I don't know whether he despised the Gu family for sending the authentic works of his ancestors indiscriminately, or he was jealous that there were too many authentic works of others.

Xiao Yu ha: "That is, "Qin Chopping Picture", are you willing to send "Luo Shen Futu" and "Female History Map"? "It's just a mid-to-upper middle of hundreds of genuine paintings.

Ren Xun carefully rolled up the scroll, with a satisfied expression, "I don't ask for anything else, I don't want to ask for anything else, I'm already satisfied with the "Qin Chopping Picture". ”

Ren Xun is known as the "three idiots of the piano", one idiot collects the famous piano, the second idiot collects the famous piano scores, and the three idiots collect the famous piano map.

After rolling up the scroll, he returned to his lazy and idle demeanor, "Both parties are sending heavy gifts." ”

What is the gold pearl and jade, although the five-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng Ganoderma lucidum is rare, it is not unobtainable, but the authentic works of these celebrities are rare but not available.

King Qi added a "Qin Chopping Picture", but this ceremony was heavier than the prince.

Ren Xun leaned on a few and waved his big sleeves, "King Qi is acting urgently. ”

Xiao Yu's eyes were gloomy, and he smiled coldly.

He called into Xiao Cungui and instructed: "Copy the gift slip to Chengheyuan, and Shirojun will decide to dispose of it and return the gift." ”

Xiao Cungui promised to step back.

Ren Xun lazily flicked his sleeves, "Guogong is pushing Shiro forward." "It's not an easy gift.

Xiao Yu said with his hand: "Shiro has been sick for twenty-one years, and it is inevitable that someone will be tempted, and it should be conspicuous." ”

Ren Xun smiled in a long tone, "The cusp of the storm-"

Xiao Yu's eyes were deep, "If the jade is not cut, it will not be made." ”

Xiao Yan glanced at the missing moment and frowned slightly.

She called softly, "Sister-in-law." ”

Shen Qingyi frowned and fell into deep thought, as if he had not heard of it.

Xiao Yan motioned for Bai Su to bring the tea soup, she took it, and stretched out her hand to hand it to Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi came back to his senses in shock, his eyes were cold like snow, and he was annoyed that he had been interrupted, but he raised his eyes to meet Xiao Yan's clear and bright eyes, and there was care in them, "Sister-in-law, drink tea." She smiled, her eyes clear and clear like jade.

Shen Qingyi was a little stunned, raised his hand and took the teacup, "What Chenguang?" ”

"It's almost a quarter to the unitary hour." Xiao Yan said with a smile, "Sister-in-law has been sitting all afternoon without moving, take a sip of tea and take a break." ”

Shen Qingyi felt thirsty at this time, lowered his eyes and drank half of it, put the teacup on the side of the desk, and glanced sideways at the refined copper leaky pot, "Seventeen should go back." ”

"Well, that's it." Xiao Yan put down the book, although she was worried about the fourth brother's condition, it was useless for her to stay here.

Only then did Shen Qingyi notice that she was reading a copy of the Dharani Sutra, and Han Xue's eyes lifted, "Seventeen believe in Buddhism? This is not surprising, Buddhism is now flourishing in the Tang Dynasty, and many scholars believe in Buddhism.

"I don't recite Buddha on weekdays." Xiao Yan said sincerely, "But Buddhism has a saying, and sincerity is spiritual." I don't know how to heal, only my heart. The Buddha said that the power of mind is the supreme mana. ”

Shen Qingyi understood, her expression was slightly gentle, "Seventeen has a heart." ”

Xiao Yan's eyes bent slightly, and said, "I have been reciting Buddhist scriptures in my heart. It is very boring to recite the scriptures alone, and with my sister-in-law by my side, I don't feel bored. ”

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, her cold eyes flickered slightly, this Xiao Seventeen was obviously accompanying her, but he said that he was afraid of being bored.

There are so many people in the Xiao Mansion, I'm afraid that only this little man in front of him doesn't care about her because of Xiao Cong.

Shen Qingyi didn't know that Xiao Yan's heart was surging with respect for her.

After the first acupuncture, Xiao Yan, who had a keen ear, overheard Chi Shao say to Bai Su: "The clothes that Junjun has changed are soaked. However, looking back at that time, her fourth sister-in-law did not show the slightest abnormality when she gave the needle - such calm and calm is really admirable.

"Sister-in-law, take care of yourself." Xiao Yan was genuinely concerned about her and said, "Don't cure my brother, I'm tired of myself." ”

"Okay." Shen Qingyi's eyelids drooped slightly, covering the cold eyes that moved slightly.

Xiao Yan put on half of his arm, took a few steps, and turned back to look at her, "Brother will get better, right?" ”

"Yes." Shen Qingyi's voice was like a cold stream at the bottom of the valley, cold and quiet.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but look at her intently, the figure behind the wide bookcase looked slender and thin, but it seemed to be like the tip of a knife, sharp and cold.

Her eyes lit up and she smiled, "I believe in my sister-in-law." ”

Shen Qingyi looked at her back, her face cold and calm.

But in her heart, she was not as calm and composed as she appeared.

This early autumn cold disrupted her steps, which meant that the three aggravated medicines had to be combined in one dose - could Xiao Cong's sick body withstand such a fierce medicine?

She has no bottom in her heart, but she can't show it on her face, not only to calm the hearts of the people in Chenghe Academy, but also to let Liang Guogong realize her uncertainty.

Just before, she was hesitating to get drugged.

At this moment, thinking of those trusting eyes, her heart suddenly calmed down.

Xiao Qiqi asked that sentence, he must have seen the hesitation when she was below.

However, Xiao XVII chose to believe her.

Shen Qingyi suddenly smiled.

Isn't she as good as a teenager a few years younger than her?

Shen Qingyi stretched out his hand and took a blank medicine note, dipped the pen in ink, and put down the pen without thinking, all in one go.

It was the prescription she wrote first, without any deletions - if you don't fight, you die, why not give it a go!

***

The next day, the replacement prescription was delivered to Reusto.

Xiao Yu is also familiar with pharmacology, and when he saw that this prescription had aggravated the medicinal properties by three points, he immediately frowned.

Can Shiro's body bear it?

Xiao Rong relayed Shen Qingyi's words:

“…… Mr. Sun's medicine was prescribed moderately and peacefully, but after 21 years of taking the medicine, no matter how peaceful the medicine was, it was also three points toxic. Shiro's cold disease and drug poison make his condition worse day by day, and he will get fierce medicine. But Shiro is not full of vitality, and he has to take care of Peiben to remove poison. Therefore, in the past three months, each prescription only dared to increase by one point, the peiben accounted for ninety percent, and the detoxification was only one percent. Later, the body is gradually able to tolerate the aggravated properties. Going to illness is like fighting, using your own body as a battlefield, and you can't tolerate the enemy and me fighting for a long time, so you need to defeat the enemy with fierce medicine. There is the foundation of Peiyuan in the early stage, and the danger can be reduced by four or five points. ”

"Only five or six percent sure?" Xiao Yu's face became even heavier.

"Jun Jun said that the outcome of not fighting has been decided, and there is still a five- or six-point chance of winning if you let it go."

Xiao Yu stood by the window with his hands in his hands, remembering Mr. Sun's words back then: "Medication is also a cost, at most 212 years." A deep furrow formed between his eyebrows, and his eyes were as dark as ink.

"Going to the disease is like fighting...... Xiao Yun muttered, and suddenly felt a sense of helplessness that "a dead horse is a live horse doctor", and his straight back seemed to collapse for a while.

But in an instant, it was as tall and resolute as a mountain.

He turned around.

Shen Seventeen dared to take his life, how could he be inferior to a young woman as the lord of the Xiao clan in Lanling!

"Xiao Rong, do as she instructs."

"Whoa!" Xiao Rong took the medicine note, only to feel that the cold sweat on his back was wet, and prayed that this recipe was really spiritual, otherwise their lives would be over.

***

Shen Zheng, everything is well prepared in Chenghe Hospital.

The medicinal juice was as black as ink, Xiao Cong took a few sips and drank it all, the heavy bitter taste spread between the mouthpieces, but there was no bitterness on his face, and he smiled at Xiao Yan and said, "Ah Yan, sing a poem to the fourth brother." ”

"Good. Which song does Brother want to hear? ”

"Emperor Xiaowu, sing at four o'clock in the middle of the night."

Emperor Xiaowu of Liang was the third emperor of the Liang Dynasty of the Xiao family, erudite and talented, proficient in the three schools of Xuan, Buddhism and Confucianism, the way of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were among the best, and the poetry and literature were unparalleled at that time.

Xiao Yan said: "Okay." ”

The waiter took down the "Collected Poems of Emperor Xiaowu of Liang" from the bookshelf, turned around and handed it to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan flipped to the spring song chapter of "Song at Four O'clock in the Midnight", and sang in a crisp and melodious voice:

The incense on the steps is in the arms, and the flowers in the courtyard are dazzling. As soon as the heart of spring is like this, the love is unlimited.