192 The Strongest White Lotus (One more)

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date="2021-08-06"

title="192 The Strongest White Lotus (One more)"

weight="132281"

series = ["The Grand Secretary’s Pampered wife"]

mode = "manual"

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Xiao Jingkong put on her clothes, hugged her trousers, bounced on the bed, and continued to show off, "Jiaojiao took me here!"

Xiao Liulang: Heh.

Xiao Jingkong raised her small chin: "Jiaojiao brought me the clothes. It's so sweet!"

Xiao Liulang: Ha ha.

Xiao Jingkong got out of bed and started looking for Gu Jiao everywhere: "Where is Jiaojiao?"

"She went to the hospital." Xiao Liulang came out and said.

Little headroom disappointed: "Oh."

I can't see Jiaojiao when I wake up in the morning, and I am not in a beautiful mood.

He glanced at the bad brother-in-law: "I slept with Jiaojiao! You didn't!"

Show off and show off your mood is beautiful!

Xiao Liulang swears that if the little monk dared to suck up a third time, he would tell him the truth!

Fortunately, Xiao Jingkong's little head flicked and went to find someone else's ass.

Because Gu Jiao was not there, Xiao Liulang made breakfast.

The whole family lost their appetite as the whole family looked at the big black stuff in the bowl.

The old lady was rarely able to get up early, but as a result...you gave me this? !

Xiaojingkong's little face is wrinkled, he is not a picky kid, but he doesn't take poison either!

"Why don't you eat it?" Xiao Liulang asked.

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched and gave him a small slanting look: Why don't you have any points in your heart if you don't eat? You can take a bite and show us it!

Xiao Liulang's heart also refused.

Adhering to the principle of not being wasted, the family still bite the bullet and ate the unidentified batter in the bowl. Their craftsmanship is always better, and Xiao Liulang is more and more cooking.

Gu Yan was so unpalatable that he rolled his eyes: I have to take two more heart medicines!

After an unspeakable breakfast, the family left Xiao Liulang for a small meeting.

Xiao Jingkong spit out his tongue: "I will never allow my bad brother-in-law to enter the kitchen anymore! If I fainted in class today, I must have been poisoned by his breakfast!"

Gu Yan, Gu Xiaoshun, and the old lady nodded together, and unanimously decided to put Xiao Liulang on the blacklist in the kitchen. As long as he does not starve to death in this life, he will not be allowed to enter the kitchen again!

After missing Xue Ningxiang, the family began to miss Laojijiu again. Even the old lady who was inexplicable when seeing Laojijiu felt that at least the guy's cooking skills were reliable.

Laojijiu has been very busy these few days, busy playing hide-and-seek with His Majesty.

He couldn't really let His Majesty find out Bishui Hutong, so after moving out of the inn, he rented a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

That other courtyard was signed by the guarantor, and it was registered at the Yamen. His Majesty found it here in a few days.

On the first day, the old Jijiu was not there.

On the second day, the old Jijiu was still absent.

On the third day, the fourth day... On the fifth day, the two eunuchs crouching nearby finally waited for the old Jijiu.

One eunuch was responsible for dragging the old sacrificial wine, and the other eunuch kept returning to the palace to report to his majesty.

In this way, in an unremarkable afternoon, His Majesty saw the old Jijiu after three years of absence.

Old Jijiu looks a lot more vicissitudes than three years ago.

Nonsense, half an hour of cold wind was deliberately blowing on the way here, my hair was messy, and my mouth was blown.

"Your Majesty!" Lao Jijiu stepped off the carriage and bowed to his Majesty in a salute.

He looked like this, wherever his Majesty was willing to salute him, and hurriedly supported him with his hands: "Aiqing, please get up!"

Lao Jijiu performed his hall-level acting skills, his eyes were red, and tears flickered: "I am no longer the Minister of the Central Government, this love Qing... is too serious!"

"It's windy outside, Aiqing needs to take care of her body, let's talk in the room!" The truth is that your Majesty himself waited here for a quarter of an hour, and his teeth trembled from the cold!

The two entered the house.

The house was very simple, but it was cleaned up by Liu Quan.

His Majesty thought it would be warmer after entering the house, but he thought too much. There was no charcoal basin in the house, and it was almost the same temperature outside.

His Majesty was shivering with the cold, and he felt that the old Jijiu had not been easy in the past few years.

Old Jijiu's reaction was calm, as if he was accustomed to this harsh living environment. He gently said: "Your Majesty hasn't drunk my tea for a long time, Liu Quan, boil a pot of water."

"Yes!" Liu Quan went to the stove to boil a pot of water.

The old Jijiu made a pot of Longjing tea in person.

Your Majesty is accustomed to drinking good tea in the palace, and drinking this old-year-old tea is no different from bad water.

He finally couldn't help asking out: "Aiqing, why did you live so poorly?"

Even if the old Jijiu is an upright official, he only takes the royal salary, but it will not fall into this way.

An ordinary official's house is to raise a huge back house, but the old Jijiu wife died young and he had no son. His salary was enough to make himself very rich.

The old Jijiu said, isn't that robbed by your mother's queen?

Forget it, it's not biological.

Speaking of his majesty's life experience, it is actually a bit pitiful. His biological mother was just a small palace lady, who accidentally got pregnant with the first emperor's favor.

In the Zhaoguo Harem, concubines below the third rank were not qualified to raise the emperor's heir. After he was born, he was sent to the Jingfei Palace, where he was raised by the concubine.

The old Jijiu smiled and said, "I think this kind of rough tea and light meal is very good, and it makes people feel peaceful. For so many years, there is rarely such a peaceful time."

When he said this, his Majesty really felt a touch.

He is the prince of a country. From the court to the harem, hasn't he not had a peaceful day?

When Shi Cai waited for the old Jijiu in the cold wind, the distracting thoughts in his heart were the least.

Sitting in the house, you don't have to worry about the current situation in the court, it is really stealing half a day of leisure.

His Majesty suddenly felt that this room did not seem so unbearable: "Is Aiqing returning to Beijing this time to see the wind grow old?"

He had also heard the news of Feng Lao's death, and he regretted it, but it was a pity that such a talented person was.

Lao Jijiu nodded: "It's for Old Feng, and I want to see your Majesty."

Your Majesty sighed: "I have reopened the Imperial College, but without Aiqing's Imperial College, I always feel that something is missing."

Old Jijiu said: "There are many talents in Zhaoguo, and your majesty will definitely find a suitable person to take over the Imperial College."

His Majesty sighed again: "Oh, Aiqing is afraid that I haven't heard of the State Supervisor."

Old Jijiu looked at him with a stunned look: "Guozijian...what happened again?"

His Majesty explained Zheng Siye’s several confusing accounts: “Not only did he corrupt and accept bribes, but he also changed the performance of the supervising student without authorization. How can I dare to put the Imperial Prison in his hands for such a person? He was driven out of the Imperial College!"

The old Jijiu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Who is not a sage? Zheng Siye took bribes a few years ago. Now that he has reformed, why not give him a chance? As for changing the supervising student's grades I believe Zheng Siye will not be so confused. Maybe there is any misunderstanding."

Are you kidding me?

Without the blackness and badness of Zheng Siye, where can the whiteness of his white lotus come from?

The old Jijiu said a few more words of Zheng Siye's good words, and finally let His Majesty dispel the idea of ​​abolishing the other party.

After that, His Majesty and Lao Jijiu talked about asking him to return to the Imperial Supervisor.

"The Imperial College has not been opened for a long time, and the hearts of the people are scattered, and the major forces are infiltrating in it. Taifu Zhuang's grandson Anjun Wang returned from Chen Country, and he was admitted to the Imperial College with the first place." His Majesty said to the end. , Looked affectionately at the old Jijiu, "I am just now when I am using people, and I hope that Aiqing can return to my side and help me to stabilize the country of Zhaoguo together!"

Old Jijiu did not immediately agree.

His Majesty's gaze fell on the complex expression of Lao Jijiu, and asked: "Aiqing...is still sad about Ah Heng's affairs? Aiqing doesn't want to return to the Imperial College because there is the place where A Heng's accident happened. ?"

Old Jijiu was silent.

His Majesty did not force him, got up and left, and when he reached the door suddenly turned his head: "A Heng in the spirit of the sky, I must also hope to see the wine coming back."

Old Jijiu's look was even sadder.

His Majesty sighed and left.

Make sure that the carriage is going far, Lao Jijiu's face changed in a second: "Liu Quan, take the chicken drumstick out! I'm starving to death!"

Gu Jiao didn't sleep well last night. There was nothing to do in the medical clinic during the day, so she went back to her small hospital to rest.

About an hour after she slept, she was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Girl Gu! Girl Gu! Come out!"

It was the eager and cautious voice of the little third son.

Gu Jiao was also irritated to get up. She pulled her little ear impatiently, and went to open the courtyard door to the little third son with a black face.

The little third son was startled by her terrifying aura: "Gu, girl..."

"What's the matter?" Gu Jiao asked.

The little third son whispered: "That person came last time."

"Which person?" Gu Jiao asked him darkly.

The little third son swallowed and asked, can you stop being so dark? I feel like I'm losing my life at any time...

The little third son said boldly: "That's Liu Yisheng! He's here to grab the medicine again! The second boss is not there, and shopkeeper Wang is afraid to grab the medicine for him, so he is trying to send him away."

Gu Jiao remembered that she was a patient with chronic cholecystitis, and she looked pretty.

Gu Jiao said, "I see, you take him to my clinic."

The little third son grinned: "Good!"

It's enthusiastic.

Gu Jiao was thirsty and went back to the room to drink a few sips of water before going to the clinic.

The first time Gu Jiao asked him to come to the clinic, he refused, but this time he promised easily.

He still wears the same clothes last time, except that there is an extra patch on the sleeves of his shirt.

His complexion was no longer sallow, but rosy, and he looked more handsome and clearer than before.

Seeing Gu Jiao walking in, he got up and said hello: "Girl Gu."

"Sit down." Gu Jiao sat down opposite him.

He also sat down.

Gu Jiao observed his expression: "How do you feel?"

Liu Yisheng touched his upper right abdomen and said, "I feel better, it doesn't hurt so much here."

On the first day he took the medicine back, he didn’t have much hope. This sounded contradictory. He knew that no doctor in Beijing would treat him with the right medicine, but he always hoped to have it. Miracle.

Perhaps it was disappointed too many times, so he told himself every time before boiled medicine that the medicine this time would not be effective, as if he would not be disappointed in this way.

On the night of taking the medicine, the feeling was not obvious. At dinner the next day, his appetite improved a bit. On the third night, he hardly felt any pain, so he slept well.

After that, he got better day by day. Today, he only feels a little bit of aching pain occasionally.

His curative effect was in Gu Jiao's expectation. Gu Jiao pointed to the pulse pillow on the table: "Put your hand up."

Liu Yisheng was still not used to the doctor's pulse checking for him, and he hesitated for a moment before slowly putting his hand on it.

Gu Jiao's cold fingertips caught his pulse.

Don't look at any evil, Liu Yisheng lowered his eyes.

His pulse is fairly stable, except that he jumps a little faster.

Gu Jiao retracted her hand and opened his eyelids with her fingers to take a look.

With this action, her body suddenly leaned towards him.

The breath of the girl is pervasive, like grass after the rain, clean and fresh.

Liu Yisheng's eyelashes trembled.

Gu Jiao let go of him, and hummed in satisfaction: "Yes, continue to take the medicine, I will give you a liver-protecting medicine."

Liu Yisheng opened his mouth.

Gu Jiao promptly said, "No more money."

"Oh." Liu Yisheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Last time the medicine was one hundred wen, he only brought one hundred wen today.

Gu Jiao started the prescription. She used charcoal to write the prescription, and the handwriting was not bad, but the posture of holding the pen made Liu Yisheng curious.

Does anyone else hold a pen like this?

"This time it's seven days." Gu Jiao said.

Liu Yisheng said, "But I only brought money for five pairs of medicine."

Gu Jiao didn't raise her head and said, "Then owe it first, and give it next time."

Liu Yisheng sneered suddenly: "Aren't you afraid I won't come if I have a prescription?"

Gu Jiao said, "Apart from Miaoshoutang, where else in Beijing would dare to give you the right medicine?"

Liu Yisheng laughed again, this time laughing at himself. He looked at Gu Jiao: "But girl, are you really afraid of getting into trouble?"

Gu Jiao handed him the written prescription: "This is my business, you are a patient, don't worry about it."

Liu Yisheng took the prescription, not too beautiful, but vigorous and powerful.

He squeezed the prescription and said indifferently: "If you really get into trouble because of treating me, I will stand by."

Gu Jiao: "Okay."

Liu Yisheng was surprised by this answer.

He looked at Gu Jiao.

Although it was not the first time saw her, she was really looking at her now. Her face looked only fourteen or five years old, and there was a calm temperament between her brows that did not match her age.

There is an eye-catching red birthmark on her left face. If an ordinary woman grows like this, she will not dare to go out if she has been at home early, but she is not even weak.

Her body... has a very unique aura.

"Are there any questions?" Gu Jiao looked at him.

Liu Yisheng looked away and said, "No, I just hope you don't regret it. If you think that I am the Liu family and want to bet on me, then I advise you to give up early. The Liu family can never get up again, so don't Sending charcoal in the snow, no results."

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

He said everything that should be said, and she couldn't help it if she didn't believe him.

Liu Yisheng turned and left.

About to cross the threshold, Gu Jiaoyun said calmly, "Do you want to make a bet?"

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