Jiang Dalang was a little surprised to see Mrs. Wen come to buy the piglets, and finally sold it to her for 200 yuan cheaply, and only received 600 yuan.

Xiao Zhenniang took her son home with the little piglet, and she was speechless all the way.

When she entered the house, she stuffed the piglet into her son's arms and said, "My mother will tell you what parents are and what sons of men are." ”

So, Wen Hengyin listened to his mother talk about a medical course for an hour, and finally figured out the fact that he was not the father of Ah Hua's child.

Looking at the piglet in his arms again, he was a little surprised.

But after all, the cub grew up watching him, and he decided to adopt it.

It's a black and white pig, and there's a white spiral on the door, and it's very cute.

"From now on, you'll be called a spiral."

Wen Hengyin touched the pig's head and sighed quietly.

Mama came over and said with a smile: "Xiao Langjun, let Mama find a place for the little pig to settle, you can go and have a look when you have time." ”

Wen Hengyin nodded, and handed the little pig to Grandma, "Mama, find a warm place for it, spread more grass, and don't freeze it." ”

It's cold in the morning and evening, and the piglets aren't around the sow, so it's going to be cold at night.

"Don't worry, Mama will make a grass nest for it, put it behind the stove, and then move it outside during the day, do you think it's okay?"

"Okay!" Wen Hengyin took one last look at the piglet, turned around and went back to the house.

He must study hard and never be stupid again.

This matter must not be known by others, especially that little girl Sakura, otherwise she will have no face in her life.

Xiao Zhenniang was so angry that she couldn't cry or laugh at her son, and finally she was in the mood to write a letter again.

Wen Shu walked in and asked, "Mother, when will Dad come back?" ”

Daddy Wen Yanmin sent something to Yuzhou, and she was somehow a little worried.

Xiao Zhenniang thought for a while and said, "It is estimated that it will take two months to return." ”

It is not close to Yuzhou, even if you take a carriage, you can travel more than 100 miles at most every day, and it will take more than 10 days to travel more than 1,000 miles.

In the case of extreme weather, it will take longer.

A round trip, to say the least, takes two months.

Hey, I just don't know if the golden ear snow fungus is useful for people with lung disease.

Eastern Capital Palace,

Empress Xiao summoned Wen Yanpei, the imperial physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau, at the Showa Palace.

I saw that she was wearing a crown of eight treasures and green feathers and temples, wearing a red gold silk dragon and phoenix dress, and an eight-piece Ruyi skirt tied underneath.

"Wen Qing, what is my son's condition, you tell the truth, this palace doesn't blame you."

Wen Yanpei's body trembled like a sifting chaff, and he replied tremblingly: "The prescription that Weichen prepared for the acting king is only one medicinal herb, as long as the medicinal materials are delivered, the acting king will definitely recover after a period of time." ”

The queen's expression was slightly gloomy, and she said in a gentle tone: "Where did Wen Qing find the medicinal materials for so long?" If it really doesn't work, you can let the military department send a post man to send it quickly. ”

Wen Yanpei said in his heart that this was his father's own hands, and he really didn't know where his old man found the medicinal materials.

But he can't say that his father helped him find it, in that case, he won't be a useless person in the eyes of the queen.

"Niangniang, that medicinal herb was discovered by a hermit in the countryside, and the hermit is uncertain and often travels to many places, so Weichen can only wait for his family to contact the hermit to determine when the medicinal herb will arrive."

The queen's face was slightly gloomy, and there was anger in her voice: "Then ask Wen Qing to urge more, let your family contact the hermit as soon as possible, and send the medicinal materials back." ”

"Yes, Weichen will definitely send someone to urge him when he goes back, please rest assured, as long as the medicinal materials are delivered, the acting king will be safe."

"That's good." The queen picked up the tea cup on the side table and said lightly: "In this case, Wen Qing will go back, and the palace will wait for your good news." ”

"Yes, Weichen retired." Wen Yanpei saluted, bowed down and took a few steps back, and then turned to leave.

Out of the imperial city, Wen Yanpei wiped the sweat from his head and hurriedly boarded his carriage.

When I returned to the mansion, I had the chief steward called.

"No news from you, sir?" Wen Yanpei asked.

Last time, his father Wen Jingyan sent him two taels of dried golden fungus, and asked him to stew a small amount with ginseng and ejiao for the ten-year-old king.

After the acting king used it, his complexion really improved, he slept heavily at night, his cough and asthma subsided a lot, and he used half a bowl of porridge the next day.

But the number of dried golden ears was too small, and it only took a few days before it was gone.

Wen Yanpei was so anxious that he kept writing to urge his father to send some more.

I don't know that my father wrote back and said that that thing was not easy to come by, and I don't know when it will be available, so let him wait and talk about it.

I waited for more than a month, seeing that the acting king's illness recurred, the emperor and queen were furious, and Wen Yanpei trembled every day, and he was miserable, for fear that one day he would be clicked by the emperor.

The chief steward bowed down and said: "Back to Lord Lang, there is a message from there, saying that the medicinal materials will be delivered to Yuzhou Mansion in a few days, so let you wait a few days, and let the eldest prince send them back to Kyoto when the time comes." ”

Wen Yanpei was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Did my father really say that? ”

The chief steward: "Yes, the old master asked you to calm down, and I will talk to you when the eldest prince comes back." ”

"Alright, you go down." Wen Yanpei waved his hand and walked around the study, happy and anxious in his heart, eager to get that medicinal herb now.

At this time, his wife, Mrs. Guo, walked in with her daughter Yurong, who was holding a box of freshly made pastries.

"Master, Yurong just made Poria and jujube mud cake, you can taste it."

Wen Yanpei glanced at the food plate in her little daughter's hand, where did she have an appetite, waved her hand and said, "Put it down, I'll taste it again when I go back." ”

The youngest daughter Yurong is ten years old this year, and she has been beautiful since she was a child, and now she is more beautiful when she is older.

The reason why Wen Yanpei petitioned to govern the king was also to hide some selfishness.

He once thought that as long as he cured the acting king, he would not be able to say that his daughter would be able to enter the queen's phoenix eye in the future, and it was not impossible to be elected as the concubine of the acting palace one day.

At that time, he will be a proper relative of the emperor, the future emperor's old Taishan, and the Wen family will be regarded as a glorious lintel in his generation in the future.

Who knew that the young Wang's illness was not ordinarily difficult, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not cure it, so he had no choice but to ask for help from his father Wen Jingyan, who had retired to his hometown in Yuzhou.

He originally wanted the Wen family to practice medicine for generations, and the background was quite profound, even if he was not sure, the old father would not sit idly by.

When the time comes, my father will take action, and the treatment of a small lung disease will not be caught.

Unexpectedly, the king's illness kept recurring, and his body became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't get out of bed and walk after that.

At this moment, not only the emperor and queen were furious, but even the queen's father, Qi Guogong, pointed at his nose and scolded angrily, threatening that if he could not cure the king, he would be punished for the crime of bullying the king by the whole family.

Wen Yanpei really panicked and wrote to his father again for help. The old father couldn't either, so he could only look around for folk recipes.

As a result, I heard that a remote mountain village seemed to have a home remedy for lung disease.

According to my father, he had a brother he hadn't seen for decades who had opened a pharmacy in that township, and once treated a terminally ill man with lung disease, and the patient was cured within a month......

"Dad, Poria cake has to be hot to be delicious."

Wen Yurong opened the food box and said with a smile: "Daughter, I see that you have been worried too much recently, and your eyes are blue, so you deliberately learned to do some from your mother." ”

Wen Yanpei sighed lightly and picked up a piece of Poria cake.

"Lord Lang! Oh no! ”

A servant crawled into the study, "Oh no, Lord Lang, the Praetorian Guards have broken in..."

Wen Yanpei was startled, and the Poria cake in his hand fell to the ground.

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