"Miss, don't worry, the slave will definitely play a good show." Seeing that his young lady had such an idea and was thoughtful, Ping Qian felt very relieved.

But soon, a look of worry appeared on her face: "What about next?" If the doctor is invited, won't he find out that the young lady is pretending? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way." Jiang Shu said confidently.

Among the boxes of dowry gifts that the emperor ordered for Zhu Changxun, he took out one at random, which was enough for a small family to have food and clothing for a few years. She didn't believe that she would pick up a few good ones as bribes when the time came, just to make people say a harmless little panic, and the so-called doctor would not be moved.

Then, he changed the topic and said, "Do you think, can that apricot be collected for your own use?" ”

Ping Qian thought about it and nodded lightly: "Xiang Xing's parents died since she was a child, she is helpless, and she has a master like Miss San, she is either beaten or scolded every day, and what she desires most is to be cared for and respected." If the young lady is willing to treat her well, the slave maid thought, she should be able to. ”

"Well, I know," Jiang Shu pursed the corners of his lips in satisfaction, "You should pay more attention to this matter." ”

"Yes." Ping Qian agreed softly, raised his hand and pointed to the yellow-flowered azalea on the table, "Then this azalea ......"

"Move out," Jiang Shu said with a light smile, "Wait until tomorrow morning before you go out to spread the news, and then move it in." ”

Even if the yellow-flowered rhododendron itself is not poisonous, and he has replaced the petals in the sachet given by Ye Xiyao, the plant cannot be placed in the house at night, and its respiration will consume oxygen.

"Yes." Ping Qian replied respectfully again, slowly walked to the table, picked up the pot of yellow rhododendrons in both hands, and walked out of the door.

After descending the steps of the cloister and placing the pot of yellow rhododendrons with other potted flowers and plants in the courtyard, Ping Qian did not return to the room, but walked outside through several flourishing apricot trees nearby.

Jiang Shu bypassed the screen, walked to the inner room, glanced at the chiming clock on the dresser, and found that it was almost noon, knowing that Ping Qian was going to the kitchen to fetch food for her, he smiled faintly, picked up an upside-down scroll on the bedside table and looked at it.

This time it is not a medical book, but a history book, the history book of the Ming Dynasty, a record of the past history of the Ming Dynasty.

In order to be able to better understand the era he lived in, even if Jiang Shu was reluctant, he still stubbornly asked Ping Qian to find this book for her to read.

She had been reading this book for four or five days, and she had read more than half of the contents, although because she was not a historical material at all, she turned her head and forgot about the years in it, but she remembered a lot of things in it.

What kind of Jingjing battle, what Tumubao change, what emperor only loved the concubine who was seventeen years older than him in his life, what Zheng He went to the West, what emperor was almost strangled to death by the palace maid......

But what shocked her the most was the filial piety Zhu Youji, who had no concubines in the six palaces and only one woman in his life.

Because he has always believed that the emperors are all three palaces and six courtyards, and there are groups of women, he suddenly found that there is a difference, and he was moved, and even in addition to being moved, he had a little admiration for this former emperor who had become ancient and turned into spring mud to protect flowers.

Sitting in that supreme position, all things in heaven and earth are under control, turning over your hands can kill all people, covering your hands can save the common people, what you want, and you can only keep one person in your life, this is a real good man......

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