Lamp Flower Smile

Time flies, and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

On the Luoyue Bridge, little girls in single shirts began to come out in the morning and evening to sell jasmine flowers. The fragrance of jasmine flowers is elegant and fragrant. Medical books record that jasmine steamed oil is used to make facial fat and head oil, which can not only moisturize dry and long hair, but also scent the skin. bone.

In the courtyard of Fan's Mansion, the detailed judge of the Capital Trial Court, in the bedroom, Mrs. Fan, Mrs. Zhao, was sitting in front of the mirror, letting the maid behind her gently wipe the newly bought jasmine hair oil on the ends of her hair.

The hair oil fell on the ends of the hair, and the originally fluffy black hair suddenly became ironed and became more and more delicate like silk. Mrs. Zhao looked at the person in the mirror. She saw a beautiful woman with a face like a peach blossom and eyebrows like a willow leaf. She was absolutely gorgeous and charming.

But she frowned slightly, looked at her face carefully, stretched out her hand to touch her waist, and asked the maid behind her: "Tui'er, have I gained some weight recently?"

The maid smiled and replied: "Madam, she is beautiful and graceful."

Ms. Zhao shook her head: "No, I must have gained weight recently."

Fan Zhenglian went out early and came back late these days. When Zhao served him with meals and daily life, he often saw Fan Zhenglian looking absent-minded. Mrs. Zhao was worried that as Fan Zhenglian became successful in his official career, his mind would gradually drift elsewhere. Now that Fan Zhenglian was acting abnormally, Zhao was naturally suspicious.

However, her people secretly investigated and found no clues about the outer room. After thinking about it, Zhao could only suspect that Fan Zhenglian was tired of her.

She looked at the sun outside the window and sighed irritably.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the woman's clothes are getting thinner and thinner. She has changed into a gold gauze, and there is a shimmering light on the gauze, which is like ripples in the sun when she walks.

It's just that it's moving. Such a thin gauze will inevitably look bloated if you don't have a thin body.

Ms. Zhao is a plump beauty, and her clothes can cover her when the weather is cold. But when the weather is hot, she wears thin clothes, and she is always dissatisfied with her figure.

Yes, Zhao is extremely sensitive to her own posture.

Perhaps it's because her parents gave her the nickname "Feiyan" when she was a child, which sounds light and graceful at first sight, not to mention the enchantress with the same name who is famous for being so slender that she can dance in the palm of her hand. Ever since she was little, her name has been Like a beautiful curse, it has always been bound to her heart.

Zhao was born very beautiful, but I wonder if God was being mean. As she got older, she became more round and plump. This originally did not harm her reputation as a beauty, but when paired with her maiden name, it always seemed a bit narrow.

Ms. Zhao was also consciously annoyed. She wanted "people to live up to their names" and "Huan Huan to the waist of the palace of Chu". Unfortunately, her body and skin were affected by her parents, and some things were also very evil. No matter how little she ate or how many medicines she took, her limbs could never be as thin and slender as those painted ladies, just like peonies could never turn into lilies.

But her husband Fan Zhenglian had had enough of peonies, and now he seemed to be interested in lilies.

Zhao thought coldly that in this world, women always demand more.

She was thinking aimlessly, but she remembered an old thing, and called the maid next to her: "By the way, I sent someone to buy 'Slim' at Renxin Medical Center before, why haven't I bought it yet?"

Last time Mrs. Dong, the minister of Taifu Temple, came to sit in the mansion for a while. During the chat, she mentioned that there was a herbal tea in Beijing that was so effective that even butchers could become Pan An after using it.

This is really nonsense, but Mrs. Dong said it emphatically and did not look like she was lying. In addition, Mrs. Zhao has been free recently, so she sent someone to check the entrance of the temple in the east of the city. When she asked, she saw a brave man selling meat. .

The story about Pork Pan An is actually true.

In this way, Ms. Zhao was very excited and immediately asked her servants to buy it.

The maid replied: "The person who bought it at the house said that the doctor at the medical clinic kept saying that it was out of stock. I have asked four or five times in the past ten days before and after the purchase, and all of them came back empty-handed."

Zhao made a move: "Have you been there four or five times?"

The maid nodded.

"This medical clinic is quite grand." Ms. Zhao felt a little displeased. "Since you have been there once, you should know that my house is useful. People with different tastes would have sent the things here. It's good for them. This small medical clinic even teaches the people in our house to urge us to ask for help, so we don’t know how to praise him.”

After a pause, Mrs. Zhao asked again: "Is there anyone behind this medical clinic?"

The maid shook her head: "I have inquired about it. The owner of the medical clinic is an ordinary merchant, and the doctor is an orphan who came to Beijing. There are only four people in the entire medical clinic, and there are two assistants. "

Zhao sarcastically said: "Sure enough, country people can be so ignorant of the rules."

The long days in summer made her irritable, so she suppressed her smile and said coldly: "You can find someone to go to the hospital again, take my name card, and tell her that I need to take medicine, and she must take it within three days." Send it."

"yes."

…

When Fan Mansion's post came down, it was not the right time.

The summer solstice has passed, and the days are getting longer. The business of selling bamboo mats on West Street has picked up. The heat wave is rolling on the streets. No one dares to go out at this time at noon. Everyone huddles in their houses and meditates in silence. It will naturally cool down.

Du Changqing bought fresh peaches from the Guanxiang fruit shop. Yin Zheng soaked them in well water and took them out to cool down. Cut it into two pieces with a knife, it looks like a girl with fresh pink cheeks. When you bite it, it is crispy and sweet, making your mouth and tongue salivate. It is very refreshing on a hot day.

"How is it, Doctor Lu?" Du Changqing shook his bamboo fan and looked at her proudly: "Are our peaches in Shengjing better than yours?"

This also needs to be compared? Yin Zheng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Lu Chen smiled.

There are also peach trees on Luomei Peak, but the wild peaches on the mountain are sour and astringent, small in size, and only a few are sparsely knotted, making them hard to eat.

Yun Niang never picked those peaches, leaving them on the branches. In the summer, birds would occasionally come to eat them, but not too many. If it were a sweet peach like this, Luomei Peak would probably be more lively.

Acheng walked in from outside and handed a post to Lu Huan: "Miss Lu, the Fan family has brought another post. Please send it to 'Xianxian' within three days."

In the past few days, people from the Fan Mansion have come to buy herbal tea, but Xianxian has been out of stock these days, and Lu Zhuo has not made the new herbal tea yet. So the Fan family came to urge them every now and then, which made people panic.

Du Changqing spit out the peach core from his mouth with a "poof" sound, and squinted at Lu Yan, a little suspicious: "Doctor Lu, why have you been so slow in making herbal tea these days? Is it because you don't have enough money to make the ingredients?"

Lu Yan reached out to take the post and put it away: "The medicinal tea is ready."

This really caught people off guard, and Du Changqing was stunned for a while. After a while, he said: "Then what are you waiting for? Acheng, tell them to come and get it quickly!"

Lu Yan interrupted him: "Wait a minute."

"what happened again?"

"Mrs. Fan seems to be very angry. I'm afraid it will be difficult to calm the other party's anger only by offering herbal tea."

Du Changqing pinched the peach core and looked surprised: "What should we do? Are you planning to go to the house to pay a visit?"

"good idea."

Du Changqing: "..."

Lu Yan stood up: "We must show our sincerity."

…

It took only an hour for Zhao's people to send the post, but the reply from Renxin Medical Center was immediately submitted.

The maid Cui'er stood in front of Mrs. Zhao and said in a low voice: "...the doctor at the medical center is waiting outside the door. In addition to delivering medicine, he also wants to see Madam in person. Maybe he knows that he has offended someone and wants to see her in person. Apologize."

Holding the tea in her hand, Mrs. Zhao felt even more contemptuous: "Now I know I'm afraid."

"Ma'am, do you want to see her?"

Mrs. Zhao frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "Let her wait at the door of the house for a moment, and then ask her to come in to see me."

Lu Zhen and Yin Zheng waited at the door of Fan's house for about a stick of incense before a maid came belatedly and led them into the house.

This time the majesty of the horse was obvious enough, Lu Zhuo didn't say much, and he and Yin Zheng just followed the maidservant to the courtyard of the mansion. As they walked, they looked around calmly.

Fan Mansion is huge.

I originally thought that the Ke family's residence was extremely spacious, but the Fan's residence was much more luxurious than the Ke family's. Springs, rocks, trees, pavilions and pavilions, exquisiteness can be seen everywhere.

Lu Zhuo's eyes paused at a ruby ​​bonsai in the garden, and then he lowered his head with an unclear expression.

According to the information found by Mr. Cao, Fan Zhenglian, the judge of the trial court, was originally from a small official family. About six or seven years ago, he was given a Jinshi background and served as the magistrate of Yuan'an County.

Fan Zhenglian has been a county magistrate for three years. He has won the support of the local people because of his excellent handling of cases and the settlement of several old injustice cases. When Qing Ming arrived in Tianting, His Majesty specially promoted Fan Zhenglian to an official position and transferred Fan Zhenglian back to Shengjing.

In just a few years, Fan Zhenglian went from a small county magistrate to a doctor in the Ministry of Punishment, then to a minister in the Ministry of Punishment, and now a detailed judge in the Court of Punishment. He is extremely popular.

More importantly, Fan Zhenglian has an excellent reputation. People say that he is "clearly aware of everything and upholds the law." He is known as "Fan Qingtian".

I think it was precisely because of this that when Lu Qian came to Beijing to complain, he immediately sought help from Fan Zhenglian's disciples.

It doesn't sound like there would be any problem in asking for help from the Qingtian Master who 'will investigate any injustice'. What's more, Lu Qian has been staying in Changwu County all year round. When ordinary people encounter injustice, it is natural for them to seek justice from officials.

only……

Lu Yan lowered his eyes. Why would a truly honest and upright person have such a luxurious mansion? Even with Fan Zhenglian's current salary, it is not easy to raise such a house.

Unless Fan Zhenglian's wife has a rich dowry, Fan Zhenglian's wife Zhao Feiyan's family background is not much different from that of Fan Zhenglian before he was promoted.

Fan Zhenglian presides over the Criminal Department of Shengjing Zhao Prison. If someone bribes an official, it is nothing more than making a fuss about the case.

What's more, with the power of the Taishi Mansion, as long as you say hello, you don't have to send money, and the people below will handle the matter properly.

Just as he was thinking about it, the maid who was leading the way stopped in front of the flower hall and said, "Miss Lu, we're here."

Lu Zhuo raised his eyes.

It was a hot summer day. The bamboo curtains in the flower hall were half rolled up, and a beautiful young woman was reclining on the carved fine wood imperial concubine's couch.

This beautiful woman wears a large-sleeved dress with a rose purple gauze pattern. Her face is like a silver moon, her lips are like a red lotus, and a red emerald beaded gold walking stick is loosely inserted on her head. It sways gently as she moves, Countless beauties and beauties make people feel weak in their hearts.

Lu Zhen suddenly realized that this was Fan Zhenglian's wife, Mrs. Zhao.

She and Yin Zheng stepped forward and bowed to Mrs. Zhao in a formal manner: "The folk girl Lu Zhuo has met Madam."

No one answered for a while.

Zhao was also sizing up Lu Zhu.

She had heard from her servants that the doctor at Renxin Medical Center was a woman, but when she first heard the news, Ms. Zhao didn't take it seriously.

There were not many women practicing medicine. Except for the medical women at the Imperial Academy of Medicine in the palace, most of the medical women in private medical clinics and apothecaries were forced to make a living by their families due to financial difficulties.

Otherwise, what daughter of a good family would be willing to come out and serve others in a humble manner?

Mrs. Zhao thought she would see a shabby, timid and poor woman, but she didn't know that was not the case. That's why Ms. Zhao was shocked when Lu Zhen and Yin Zheng stood in front of her.

The pretty girl on the left is holding a medical box in her hand. She is a helper at the medical center. She looks a bit smarter than her personal maid Cui'er.

As for the one on the right...

Mrs. Zhao frowned.

This woman was much younger than she thought. She looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She was very beautiful, with a light body, and her black hair was braided into double braids and hung neatly on her chest. I don't know if the light green shirt and skirt she was wearing was made too wide, or because the woman herself was too slender, which made her look a little empty, making her face even more delicate and fragile.

She didn't wear any jewelry and hairpins, and only had some fresh jasmine in her hair. The fragrance of jasmine makes the girl more beautiful and elegant. It reminds people of that poem for no reason——

The ice and snow form the womb of Rong Yu, and the tenderness is close to the locked window.

When I wake up from a clear dream, the fragrance blooms on the beauty's head.

She is a beauty.

"Are you the medical woman from Renxin Medical Center?" After a long time, Mrs. Zhao said.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Get up."

Only then did Lu Zhuo and Yin Zheng stand up.

Mrs. Zhao stared at Lu Chen, her expression a little ugly.

She was accustomed to attaching great importance to appearance, and could allow women to be smarter than her, but was not happy to see women be more beautiful than her.

This medical girl has a certain color, and a faint bookish look in her eyebrows. She looks weak and elegant. Standing in the flower hall, if you didn't know that she is a doctor, just by looking at it, some people would believe that she is a lady from a scholarly family. .

And her slender figure...

It really makes people jealous.

Mrs. Zhao suppressed the subtle jealousy in her heart and said coldly: "I heard that you want to see me."

Lu Yan stretched out his hand, and Yin Zheng hurriedly handed over the medical box. Lu Yan opened the medical box, took out three snow-white porcelain bottles, and handed them to Zhao's personal maid.

The maid showed the porcelain vase to Mrs. Zhao. On the porcelain vase, there were several petals of pomegranate flowers painted on pink paper, which was "Xianxian".

"The people from Madam's house came to buy herbal tea before, but the previous batch has been sold out. The folk girl has been improving the recipe recently. Before the effect of the recipe is verified, she dare not send it to Madam at will, so as not to hurt Madam's jade. body."

"Now Xianxian has improved the recipe, but it has delayed my wife's time, and the girl is very frightened, so she takes the initiative to come to the house to share her worries."

Zhao frowned: "Share my worries?"

Lu Zhuo raised his head: "Madam asked someone to buy the medical clinic 'Slim', but to slim down?"

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Zhao denied without thinking, "Why would I, Madam, use such medicinal tea of ​​unknown origin?"

Lu Yan was silent.

Zhao's face looked a little ugly.

She was extremely proud of her appearance, and was extremely sensitive about her figure. The words of the doctor in front of her were undoubtedly aimed at poking at her sore spot. How could Ms. Zhao have a good face to show this to her?

Before she could continue speaking, the person in front of her spoke warmly: "To be honest with you, Madam, although 'Xianxian' is quite famous in Shengjing and praised by everyone who has used it, in fact, in our Renxin Medical Center, the best Xianxian Thin body shape is not 'slim'."

Hearing this, Ms. Zhao was stunned and subconsciously asked: "What is that?"

"it is this."

While Lu Zhuo was speaking, he had already taken out a long cloth from the medical box.

On the long cloth, each golden needle is clearly visible.

Zhao was confused: "What is this?"

"Folk girls have learned how to use gold needles to cross acupoints. My wife wants to slim down. Herbal tea is only for a short time, but it will only treat the symptoms but not the inside. If supplemented with gold needles, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort. It can also nourish the skin, aromatize the body, and preserve youth."

"Concentrating on youth..." A trace of emotion flashed in Zhao's eyes.

Which woman in the world doesn't want her youth to last forever, let alone the Zhao family who values ​​appearance as much as her life. She worries about the gain and loss of her husband every day, fearing that an unwary man will be seduced by those little goblins outside. Lu Chen's words hit her right in the heart.

She looked at Lu Chen: "Are you telling the truth?"

Lu Zhuo nodded: "I don't dare to deceive Madam."

Mrs. Zhao snorted: "I don't even dare to measure you."

She stared at Lu Zong's face and dress, unable to hide her heartbeat. If what the medical woman said was true, if she could be as delicate and thin as this woman, wearing thin gauze clothes, wouldn't she be like a fairy? My master's distracted mind may soon be able to return to him again.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao smiled sweetly and said to Lu Yun: "In that case, I will give you this opportunity to give me the acupuncture. If it is really effective, I will reward you well. If you dare to lie to me... …”

The smile on her face suddenly disappeared: "If you dare to deceive the wife of the judge of the trial court, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Lu Tong said respectfully: "People's daughters don't dare."

Mrs. Zhao seemed to be very satisfied with Lu Chen's obedient appearance. Just as she was about to continue talking, a maid suddenly came from outside to report: "The master is back -"

Mrs. Zhao's face was full of surprise. She didn't care about Lu Huan in the flower hall. She stood up and went out to greet him, saying at the same time: "Why are you back so early today?"

Lu Chen and Yin Zheng were standing in the flower hall. They could only hear the footsteps of someone walking outside. Along with Mrs. Zhao's greetings, someone walked into the flower hall.

Lu Zhuo looked up.

He is a middle-aged man in his early forties, maybe even younger. This man wears a gauze hat, a round collar, and gold-belted soap boots. He moves with real authority. He has thick eyebrows and straight eyes, a yellow beard, and his eyes are quite intimidating.

This man should have been a very dignified official, but his short stature and bloated body made him look like a pot-bellied weasel in official uniform. Standing together with the people around you, you are like beauty and beast.

Compared to Zhao, he looked more like someone who needed to take that medicinal tea.

When the man saw Lu Huan in the hall, he stopped and said, "This is..."

Lu Zhen only glanced at it and lowered his head.

Fan Zhenglian.

This is the man who sent Lu Qian to jail and convicted him, the Qingtian Master who was supported by the people, and the judge of the court, Fan Zhenglian.