The three of them walked into the house one after the other, and while Zhu Qizhen took off the thick clothes, Yang Caiwei came to the side at some point and gave Zhu Qizhen an elbow, and the eyes of the three people on the side were about to pop out.

"Hey uncle, why did my father salute you just now?"

Zhu Qizhen was defenseless, almost breathed by this elbow, and looked at Yang Caiwei in disbelief.

"Men and women don't kiss! Yang Caiwei, you are so old, you are so close to me as a man, you are not afraid of being gossiped? Zhu Qizhen asked, clutching his ribs.

Yang Caiwei said without any psychological pressure: "What you have in the capital is trouble, and I don't care much, such a big hat is buckled on my head, tsk, there are many people in the city!" ”

Zhu Qizhen is really helpless, Yang Caiwei's temper is closer to modern people, in addition to knowing etiquette better, her temperament and style of acting can't be seen to be bound by female morality at all.

This is also one of the reasons why, every time the two of them joke, Zhu Qizhen can't remember that he is an emperor.

Suddenly, Zhu Qizhen remembered a question, in ancient times, men and women could marry at the age of twelve, and when they were late, they were fifteen years old, but this Yang Caiwei was already sixteen, and she was already an old girl, so she had the heart to tease her with this.

"Cai Wei, you're sixteen, why haven't you found a good family to marry?"

Yang Caiwei said as a matter of course: "Why are you in a hurry to get married, I have to take care of my father, even if I want to get married, I have to live in our house." ”

Zhu Qizhen was relieved, it turned out that he wanted to find an inverted door.

However, in this era, no matter how big your portal is, a man's entry into a slavery is like selling himself into slavery, and he can't hold his head up for the rest of his life.

Even the princess has to marry outside the palace, and this doctor's daughter, even if she is quite beautiful, has this requirement, and it is reasonable that she has not been married so far.

"Cai Wei, what are you talking nonsense about Zhu Gongzi?"

Yang Hao and Xiong Zongli came out of the room with a jar of wine, and happened to hear Yang Caiwei's "rebellious" remarks and scolded them.

"Ah, Dad, this is a wine that has been hidden at home for many years, and you usually say that you can only drink it when I get married, why do you take it out now?" Yang Caiwei asked in surprise.

Seeing this, Yang Hao reprimanded helplessly: "A girl's family, she is ashamed to talk about her marriage!" ”

"You just said that

I'm talking nonsense, and then I talk about my own marriage, so what's there to be ashamed of?

I also said that I must find a hero to be my husband in the future, and we will give you a pension together! ”

"You kid!"

Yang Hao had no choice but to greet everyone and say: "Let the distinguished guests smile, this girl has been spoiled by me!" Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated! Please sit on Zhu Gongzi and Xiong Xiandi! ”

"Coarse tea and light rice, poor hospitality, poor hospitality."

"Brother Yang, it's thanks to you that you're here to stop malaria.

You have saved so many people, and we are very happy to be able to drink at the same table with you. Xiong Zongli said politely.

Zhu Qizhen nodded in greeting, Yang Hao smiled implicitly and said: "It's too good, it's too good, I'm just a country doctor, and I can't afford such a high evaluation." ”

"Wenchang chicken is coming! Please be careful! Yang Caiwei held a pot of chicken.

As soon as the Wenchang chicken was served, the rich aroma of the meat made people appetite greatly, and Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, which tasted even better than those on the dock.

Yang Hao also filled the wine glasses one by one, lifted the glass and said with a smile: "The Yang family is fortunate to have all the distinguished guests here, Yang has nothing to say, do it first as a respect!" ”

As he spoke, he tilted his neck and drank three glasses in a row, and wanted to drink again, but was stopped by Xiong Zongli.

"Brother Yang, do you want to swallow these two jars of good wine alone?"

Who knew that Yang Hao looked at Zhu Qizhen with a straight face and said: "Zhu Gongzi has benefited the malaria people in the world, and Yang has to drink a few more cups for the people!" ”

Yang Caiwei stood at the door of the kitchen and watched this scene, looking at Zhu Qizhen with some surprise on her face.

"It turns out that the prescription is from this Uncle Zhu?" The look of admiration was fleeting.

Zhu Qizhen never expected that Yang Hao not only had superb medical skills, but also drank a lot of alcohol, and even Guo Mao and Fan Zhong, two generals in the army, couldn't drink him.

After drinking the first two jars of wine last night, I took it from the house three times in a row, a total of eight jars of wine, one jar of ten catties, a full eighty catties!

The key is that after he got everyone drunk, he went out of the outpatient clinic early this morning like no one else, and Xiong Zongli didn't drink much before he could go out with him.

Zhu Qizhen rubbed his temples, and the pain kept invading, making people want to snort twice.

"Uncle Zhu! Do you want to drink the decanting soup prepared by my father? Yang Caiwei's voice came from outside the door.

Zhu Qizhen finally opened his eyes and saw a naked strong body, and the original sentence I drank was blocked in his throat.

"Uncle Zhu?" Yang Caiwei asked again.

Zhu Qizhen replied hoarsely: "No need Cai Wei, you can get busy, I'll get up and go to the kitchen to get it myself." ”

"Or you open the door and I'll put it on the table for you." Yang Caiwei tried to say.

"No need, no need, I'll just come by myself later, you go and see if you want Brother Guo." Zhu Qizhen hurriedly refused.

"They've been up for a long time, and they're already waiting for you in the courtyard." Yang Caiwei outside the door pursed her lips, and put a big question mark on the name of this "hero" in her heart.

People who can't drink enough and still like to lie in bed, is it really he who saved the majority of malaria patients?

"My God, in addition to being urged by the life teacher to go to school in your previous life, you are the first person in the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Qizhen said in pieces, and then quickly put on his clothes, and there was also a strong smell of wine on his clothes, almost not smoking out the leftovers in Zhu Qizhen's stomach overnight.

Enduring the feeling of discomfort, Zhu Qizhen finally opened the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Yang Caiwei pinching his nose and looking at him with disgust.

In the other hand, he held a bowl of thick yellow soup, but when he smelled it, he felt that his nose was "blocked".

After snatching the bowl, regardless of whether it was hot or not, Zhu Qizhen poured it into his stomach in one breath.

A thick peppery broth instantly filled his mouth, and he looked at Yang Caiwei with a full burp.

"Okay, right?" Zhu Qizhen asked.

Yang Caiwei still pinched her nose, looked at Zhu Qizhen with some disgust and said, "Uncle Zhu, go back and change the new clothes on the table, the smell on your body is unpleasant." ”

Zhu Qizhen looked into the room with a stiff face, and there was indeed a set of clothes neatly arranged on the table, thinking that he was affected by the alcohol just now, but he didn't notice it, his face turned red for some reason, and he slammed the door shut.

"The Great Age of Genes"

"Hey! Uncle Zhu! Bowl! Give me back the bowl! ”

With a bang, the door was opened again, and then Zhu Qizhen lowered his head and handed over the bowl, causing Yang Caiwei, Fan Zhong and others to snicker.