The Splendid Medical Concubine: The Journey of a Concubine

Chapter 94 094 Garou

For the twins, it was a matter of course that Chu Qianhuang could learn how to cook Zhongzhong from Shen. What made them envious was that even Chu Qianchen could learn from them.

The aunt's mother's treatment of her second sister was indeed unusual. The two sisters thought enviously.

Mrs. Shen's eyes were bright and he saw their yearning, and said: "Sister Wu, Sister Ying, you are still young, so you should learn from the gentlemen in my school right now, and I will teach you the year after tomorrow. "

The twins' eyes brightened even more, and they happily agreed, holding hands, and left happily.

"Sister Huang, Sister Chen, you two follow me to Jinghong Hall." Mrs. Shen took Chu Qianchen and Chu Qianhuang to the northeast of the Hou Mansion.

Jinghong Hall is where Shen usually meets the ladies in charge and handles the affairs.

The three of them remained silent along the way. They saw servants from the Hou Mansion bending their knees and saluting from time to time, but none of them dared to look directly at Mrs. Shen.

Judging from their silent attitude, it can be seen that they may have heard about Chu Lingxiao rushing to Rongfu Hall to question Mr. Shen.

After half a cup of tea, Jinghong Hall appeared in front. Chu Qianhuang rubbed the handkerchief and couldn't help but said: "Mom, I heard that my grandmother has invited many doctors in surrounding towns to see my father in the past two days. Now, everyone said that my father’s legs might be..."

Chu Qianhuang did not know that Chu Qianchen had given Chu Lingxiao the "Three Nights of Nightmare". She was simply worried about her father's leg injury and wanted to tell Ms. Shen tactfully that her father did not lose his temper at her on purpose. .

All she wanted was for her parents to get back together.

Shen was unmoved and said calmly: "Your father's injuries were all caused by himself."

Seeing that Mrs. Shen was still angry and unwilling to say anything, Chu Qianhuang pursed her lips and stopped talking.

She didn't have a chance to say anything anymore, as a few housekeepers happened to come over. They all saluted Ms. Shen and others, and everyone gathered around Ms. Shen into the Jinghong Hall.

This was a full morning. Chu Qianchen followed Shen Shike to do housework all morning, but he felt dizzy.

In her two lifetimes, she has learned a lot, but she has never learned how to host a mid-level feed. She has a headache just hearing about these daily necessities.

Compared with Chu Qianhuang's full concentration, Chu Qianchen seemed to be making small moves one after another, resisting the urge to yawn at one moment, and drinking tea to refresh himself at the next.

Mrs. Shen naturally noticed it and found it interesting and amusing in her heart: This girl always looks calm and relaxed, as if nothing can trouble her, but she didn't expect her to be so impatient with the housekeeper.

If it were something else, Mrs. Shen wouldn't force Chu Qianchen to learn it. After all, everyone has their own strengths, and you can't expect Chu Qianchen to know everything. However, you have to learn the above things. In the future, Chu Qianchen Qian Chen must get married eventually.

She said that if she is not a concubine, she must be a housekeeper.

Anyway, Shen didn't expect to feed Chu Qianchen and Chu Qianhuang into fat men in one go. She planned to let them watch and listen like this for a few days, and then she would slowly tell them why she did this.

The stewards reported things one after another in an orderly manner, and the last person to report the matter was the steward of the sewing room, Zhao.

"Madam, the summer shirts prescribed before have been prepared and sent to each room."

"Also, the materials just purchased from Jiangnan arrived last night, would you like to take a look?"

Aunt Zhao said "take a look", but she was actually asking Ms. Shen if she wanted to pick first.

"Bring it up and show it to the eldest and second girls first." Shen agreed with a smile, then turned to Chu Qianchen and Chu Qianhuang and said, "This material was purchased from the jade weaving mill in the south of the Yangtze River this spring. The latest materials.”

The Central Plains is now divided into two, and the two countries of Qi and Hao govern the north and the south. Jiangnan belongs to Nanhao. It was only after the late emperor ascended the throne that the two countries ceased war and gradually resumed trade, and the materials from Jiangnan were able to be transported to the capital.

Aunt Zhao also guessed that Mrs. Shen would want to see it first, so she had already asked people to wait in advance, so several maids from the sewing room immediately brought in the materials from the Jiangnan Jade Weaving House.

Dozens of rolls of materials were placed on several large tables, and even the room seemed to be a little brighter.

Who doesn't like new materials in this woman? Even the ladies present couldn't help but glance at those materials.

Aunt Zhao smiled at the side and said: "Madam, this batch of materials has exquisite patterns, and several colors are all new. They are really different from the materials we use in Daqi. This jade weaving workshop really deserves its reputation."

Mrs. Shen took a general look at it first, then nodded and said, "These materials are indeed good, with bright colors and light texture. They are suitable for making summer shirts for girls. Let the girls in each room pick one."

Chu Qianchen glanced at it casually, then heard Chu Qianhuang say with a smile: "Second sister, you like crimson. I think that crimson is good, and it goes well with your lotus-colored pleated skirt."

Hearing this, a maid quickly carried the crimson material to the two girls.

Chu Qianhuang pulled a corner of the material and wanted to compare it to Chu Qianchen, but as soon as her fingers were touched with the material, she was stopped by Shen, "Sister Huang, your second sister likes red."

Mrs. Shen pointed to the vermilion material in front of her and said, "This vermilion is good. The vermilion is more lively than the big red. It's just right for Sister Chen."

Mrs. Shen asked the maid to bring the piece of vermilion material, put it in front of Chu Qianchen, compared it again and again, and said with great interest: "Mother Zhao, I think this piece of material can be used to make a mat, and it will be bordered." Made in lotus color, it can also match the second girl’s lotus color dress.”

"It's from Liu Dashuan's family. When this season's jewelry is finished, bring it to me for a look. I'll pick out two pieces for the second girl."

Aunt Zhao and the Liu Dashuan family only agreed, feeling both surprised and sighing: the second girl really liked the eldest lady, even if Aunt Jiang jumped up and down and made a fuss, it wouldn't affect her at all.

"..." Chu Qianchen remained motionless, letting Shen pull the corner of the material to make gestures on her body.

She stared at Mr. Shen blankly, suddenly enlightened.

When she was young, her favorite color was indeed red.

It's just that Aunt Jiang didn't like her wearing red, so she said she knew how to do it and bumped into Chu Qianhuang.

Therefore, she never wore red clothes and never told anyone that she liked red.

How did the aunt know?

Chu Qianchen's mood was a bit complicated: after so many years, if she hadn't been reborn, she would have almost forgotten her love for red in her previous life.

However, when someone personally held Hong Yi in front of her, her heart softened.

It turns out that there are still people who know her preferences, and it turns out that they still care about her preferences.

Shen's smile became softer and kinder. The reason why she knew Chu Qianchen liked the color red was because she guessed it from Chu Yunmu's words.

In Chu Yunmu's house were a pair of Mohele dolls in red clothes, a female doll and a male doll.

Chu Yunmu once told her ostentatiously that Chu Qianchen gave it to him when he was in Zhuangzi, and it represented the two of them. However, he didn't like Hong Yi at all, and he just reluctantly accommodated Chu Qianchen.

"..." Chu Qianhuang's eyes deepened as she looked at Shen and Chu Qianchen smiling at each other.

She also liked the scarlet material.

She is the eldest daughter and the most distinguished girl in the prince's mansion. No one of her sisters has ever argued with her. Everyone agrees that red belongs to her, whether it is clothing, jewelry, furnishings, etc.

Chu Qianhuang opened her lips slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything and pursed her lips tightly.

However, no matter how well she concealed it, she was still young after all, and a hint of unhappiness was inevitable in her description.

Shen wanted to turn around and ask Chu Qianhuang for advice on what to embroider on the hem of her clothes, but she happened to notice something strange in her expression.

Mrs. Shen sighed in her heart: Sister Huang still copied too few scriptures.

From tomorrow on, let her copy the Heart Sutra.

When Chu Qianhuang met Shen's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling.

She was about to say something when she heard Mrs. Shen say again: "Sister Huang, you can also choose one."

Chu Qianhuang: "..."

After Chu Qianhuang also picked the ingredients, Mrs. Shen took Chu Qianchen and Chu Qianhuang out of Jinghong Hall, and the stewardesses respectfully saw them off.

As they walked away, there was a commotion in the hall.

The nuns in charge were all talking. Some people lamented that the eldest lady was so kind to the second girl that even the eldest girl would step aside; some said that the second girl would have a good future if she won the favor of the eldest lady; others said People can see shrewdly that the eldest lady is going to teach the second girl how to cook Chinese noodles.

These nuns in charge are all smart people, and they know how to treat Chu Qianchen from Shen's attitude.

In their eyes, if Aunt Jiang is favored again, even if the Marquis becomes angry and praises the beauty, it will not affect the Shen family's status. Mrs. Hou is Mrs. Hou and has a destiny.

The main wife and the concubine are in the same place, there is no comparison at all.

All these disturbances could not reach Chu Qianchen’s ears at all.

After she went to the main courtyard to have lunch with Shen and Chu Yunmu, Shen sent her away.

"Sister Chen, from now on you just need to accompany me to learn half-day feeding every day."

She is not in a hurry to learn in three or two days. Shen plans to teach slowly and step by step. Moreover, she knows that Chu Qianchen is studying medicine and must be busy with a lot of things.

Chu Qianchen ran away like a bird released from its cage.

She felt that studying Chinese medicine was much more troublesome than studying medicine, riding and archery, or the art of war!

After she returned to Wanyan Courtyard, she changed into aqua-blue clothes, went out, and went to Jishi Hall again.

She made an appointment with Shen Wan and her daughter in Weishi, and the time hadn't come yet, but Shen Wan and Gu Zhiyan arrived early.

"Qiniang." Chu Qianchen waved to Gu Zhiyan.

Gu Zhiyan walked towards her obediently, staring at her unblinkingly with a pair of black and white eyes, and then grabbed the train of her skirt with his left hand, his little face still looking dull.

However, the scars on her face have faded to the point where they are almost invisible, and her little face has become as beautiful and lovely as a hibiscus, like an enamel doll.

Thinking of the little girl's appearance a month ago now, the guys at Jishitang couldn't help but feel that the little miracle doctor was simply a miracle.

Chu Qianchen bent over and examined Gu Zhiyan's face carefully, nodded slightly with satisfaction, and said to Shen Wan: "Madam, my wife's face is almost healed. Just use a can of Shiquan Cream and the scars will be healed." Completely disappeared."

"Thank you so much, little miracle doctor." Shen Wan thanked her repeatedly and was ecstatic.

Before that, she only thought about making the scars on her daughter's face lighter and covering them up with makeup in the future. She never thought that her daughter's face could be restored to its original appearance.

Shen Wan's eyes were slightly sour and she almost cried.

Aunt Rong and the eldest maid beside her also knew how worried the master was about the injury on the county master's face, and even had a lot of disagreements with their prince over this. Until recently, the couple's relationship had eased.

Shen Wan was about to ask Aunt Rong to pay for the consultation when she heard Chu Qianchen suddenly ask a question: "Madam, does my daughter's absence syndrome need treatment?"

Shen Wan was startled, squatted down with a complicated expression, took one of Gu Zhiyan's hands, and asked, "Is it possible to cure her disease?"

Last year, after she found her daughter, she asked the imperial doctor and famous doctors from Beijing and China. They all said that her daughter was frightened and lost her soul. In the end, they just prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves and calm the fright, which did not help her daughter at all. No.

So, she could only turn to the gods and Buddhas. In just a few months, she went to many Taoist temples in the Gyeonggi area. Until last month, she heard that Taoist Master Xuanjing had come to the capital, so she took her daughter to Yuanqing. View.

She visited the thatched cottage and begged three times before Taoist Master Xuanjing agreed to do it for her daughter.

Taoist Master Xuanjing is indeed a man of God. After he performed the method once, it started to show results, and his daughter gradually began to improve. In the past, she only played with her parrot. Recently, she occasionally wants to play with her and play with her. Or say a few words. Shen Wan plans to go to Yuanqing Temple in the next two days to ask Taoist Master Xuanjing to perform another Dharma for her daughter.

Chu Qianchen also looked at Gu Zhiyan, nodded affirmatively and said, "It can be cured."

After a pause, she continued: "My wife wasn't like this before, was she? Madam, in order to cure her absence disorder, we must understand why she became like this."

"..." Shen Wan's pupils shrank, and her expression became a little hesitant. She covered Gu Zhiyan's small hands between her palms, as if she wanted to draw strength from her.

Just thinking about what happened at that time, her face turned slightly pale, her body felt weak, and her expression was extremely complicated, including fear, panic, uneasiness, heartache, etc.

She really doesn't want to think about this past event again...

Naturally, Aunt Rong knew her princess well, and sighed secretly in her heart, not daring to persuade her.

At this time, Gu Zhiyan let go of Chu Qianchen's skirt and put her left hand on the back of Shen Wan's hand, as if she sensed her uneasiness.

Shen Wan's eyes lit up, her eyes were slightly sour, and she said to herself that her daughter was already well. As long as Taoist Master Xuanjing did the method again, maybe her daughter would be fine!

Seeing Shen Wan's hard-to-speak expression, Chu Qianchen vaguely guessed that this matter might involve some secrets of the prince's palace.

She is not interested in digging up people's secrets, but only by knowing the crux of the problem can she prescribe the right medicine.

Last time she gave Qiniang a sachet in the garden of the Chu family. The spices in the sachet were prepared by her. It had the effect of calming the mind and making Qiniang's condition better. The sac is useless.

If Qiniang's absence disorder is not cured, it will only get worse as she gets older.

Chu Qianchen didn't intend to make things difficult for others, so he stopped talking about the topic and said, "Your Majesty's face does not need to be reviewed again in the future."

"As for her apathy, if it's more serious, you can come to Jishi Hall and leave a message."

Shen Wan was actually a little nervous just now, fearing that her hesitation would anger the little miracle doctor. She didn't expect the little miracle doctor to be so kind, grateful, and grateful: "Thank you, miracle doctor."

Grandma Rong gave the medical fee to Hu Hu, and then the mother and daughter left Ji Shi Tang.

Shen Wan held Gu Zhiyan's hand and walked in the direction of Zhu Lun Che. As she walked, she said, "Qiniang, we will go to your aunt's house later and let your aunt see that your face is already healed..."

"Are you happy? Your cousin Huang is here too. Can you let her take you to play again?"

When she said this, Gu Zhiyan looked back at Chu Qianchen, looking at her, looking at her...until the wet nurse carried her onto the Zhu Lun Chai.

After Shen Wan also got on the car, the Zhu Lun car drove away.

Jishi Hall suddenly felt a lot empty. At this time, there were not many patients in the medical center.

The clerk quickly grabbed the medicinal materials Chu Qianchen asked for.

Chu Qianchen asked Hu Bo to collect the medicine bag, and asked Dr. Liu as usual: "Have you encountered any difficult and complicated diseases in the hospital recently?"

Doctor Liu wanted to shake his head at first, but then he remembered something and said, "Little miracle doctor, people have been coming to Yongdinghou Mansion these days and want to invite you to come to the house for medical treatment. I heard that Yongdinghou broke his leg."

Chu Qianchen knew about this and said directly: "Ignore it."

Doctor Liu didn't have a good impression of Yongding Hou Mansion, which had smashed Jishi Hall, so naturally he wouldn't say anything nice and ignored the topic.

"That's right!" Dr. Liu high-fived, "I almost forgot, there is one more thing. Does the little miracle doctor still remember the monk in white who was here last time?"

The holy monk emerged in Chu Qianchen's mind and nodded.

Naturally, she remembered the eldest prince of Nanhao, Wuhe Jialou.

Doctor Liu could probably guess that the white-robed monk was no ordinary monk, and he even had a vague feeling that even the emperor seemed to know him that day.

Is there any famous eminent monk? Doctor Liu thought to himself as he took a simple and simple wooden box from the waiter, handed it to Chu Qianchen and said, "Little miracle doctor, this is the thank you gift that the monk sent the day before yesterday."

Chu Qianchen took the box and opened it in no hurry.

After Jialou asked for the prescription for treating miasma that day, he never brought the patient for follow-up consultation. Now that he has sent a thank-you gift, it is no big deal for him to come.

Nine out of ten of the envoys in Jialou knew medicine, so they could naturally use her prescriptions as a basis to adjust the prescriptions according to the patient's condition.

Looking at the eight-treasure Buddha pattern on the box, Chu Qianchen suddenly had a thought in his mind.

There is no news about Qilingcao, which is the missing ingredient of Dazao Pill.

Qilingcao is produced in the south of Yizhou, which is the junction of Yizhou and Haozhou. The Wuhe family has been dominant in Haozhou for two hundred years. Although Qilingcao is rare, the royal family of Hao Kingdom must do more than themselves and others to find it. It's much easier for the prince.

After coming out of Jishi Hall, Chu Qianchen immediately took Amber to the post house in the south of the city.

She remembered that when she first met Jialou at the tea stall near the South City Gate, she heard his entourage mention that they lived in a posthouse.

For the Wanshou Festival next month, many foreign tribes from the vassal state of Da Qi have come to the capital to pay tribute. Most of these people have lived in the Siyi Pavilion, but the people of Nan Hao are different. Nan Hao is a big country with the same national power as Da Qi. The Ministry of Rites Naturally, he did not dare to neglect and arranged for the person to stay temporarily in a post house in the capital.

The post house was only three streets away from Jishi Hall, so Chu Qianchen walked there.

She generously asked the guards of the posthouse to pass the news for her, saying that she wanted to see the eldest prince of Hao Kingdom.

"Girl, please wait a moment." The guard inevitably glanced at Chu Qianchen a few more times.

After envoy Nan Hao arrived in the capital at the end of last month, apart from the people from the Ministry of Rites, Chu Qianchen was the first person to come to visit him. She was also a little girl who had not yet reached the hairpin level.

Why does such a little girl who is inexperienced in world affairs ask to see Wuhe Jialou? !

Doubtless, the guard let people in to inform him. After a while, the bearded Hu Tama whom Chu Qianchen had seen before came.

Tama looked up and down at the veiled Chu Qianchen with a strange expression.

The eldest prince said that this little miraculous doctor was the little girl who could walk through a hundred steps. He looked a little similar but also a little different, especially the voice was very different. But the eldest prince said it was, so of course it was.

The Qi dynasty has a vast territory and a large number of capable people. It is not surprising that there is such a young genius. Among other things, the King of Chen, Gu Jue, who once went to their country of Hao as an envoy when he was fourteen years old, let people Both amazing and scary.

"Girl, please." Tama stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

He led Chu Qianchen's master and servant into the post house, and passed through the front building. The courtyard behind suddenly became much quieter, and it felt like finding peace in the midst of chaos.

Tama led Chu Qianchen to a small, quiet courtyard northeast of the post house.

A faint scent of sandalwood can be smelled in the air, and a piece of lush green bamboo is planted in a corner of the courtyard. It dances and rustles in the wind, making it appear peaceful and quiet.

At a glance, Chu Qianchen saw the young monk sitting in the pavilion in white clothes like snow.

Bamboo, monk, sandalwood.

Chu Qianchen couldn't help but think of a sentence: Green and green bamboo are all true. The lush yellow flowers are nothing but prajna*.

"Master." Chu Qianchen nodded to the Jialou in the pavilion, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and calm, as if she was facing just an ordinary monk and not the eldest prince Nanhao.

In addition to Jialou, there was also a handsome young man in green clothes in the pavilion.

"Girl, please sit down." Jialou stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, his voice as gentle as the spring light in March.

Chu Qianchen calmly sat down opposite Jialou. There was only a small stone table between the two of them, and there was a scripture on the table.

Chu Qianchen did not go around in circles, and did not even ask whether the follower in Jialou who was poisoned by the miasma had recovered. He went directly to the topic: "The mountains and rivers in the east of the Yangtze River and the south of Lingnan are steaming, and between spring and summer, the wind and poison become more abundant, causing many miasma poisons." . Every spring and summer, the people in Lingnan suffer from it, and those who are seriously ill are dying. I have a preventive prescription here. "

Hearing this, Tama couldn't help but look happy.

Jialou, however, had a calm expression and looked at Chu Qianchen intently. Time seemed to have stopped for a moment, only the green bamboo outside the pavilion was still swaying.

The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.

Jialou asked directly: "I wonder what the girl wants to exchange?"

"Seven-star grass." Chu Qianchen said.

Tama and the young man in green couldn't help but exchange a look.

Seven-star grass is very rare and only grows on the border between Yizhou and Haozhou. It is also rare and rare in Hao State, but for the royal family, no matter how rare it is, it is not that hard to find.

The imperial treasury of Hao Kingdom contains Seven-Star Grass.

Jialou smiled slightly and ordered Tama in front of Chu Qianchen: "Tama, you will set off in the afternoon and go back to Dahao in person to get the Seven-Star Grass."

Tama accepted the order solemnly.

Bang bang! Chu Qianchen's heartbeat quickened. She originally thought it would take some time, but she didn't expect that the Nanhao royal family had Seven Star Grass in their hands.

This was an unexpected surprise.

The other party was very cheerful, and so was Chu Qianchen, who directly dictated the recipe: "Anemarrhena 60 qian, Qianhu 20 qian, Digupi 40 qian..."

"Twenty pills can be made by adding honey according to this recipe. As long as you take one pill half an hour in advance, you will be safe for two hours before entering the miasma."

Tama opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chu Qianchen in surprise.

He originally thought that the little miracle doctor would give the prescription when she got the Seven Star Grass, but he didn't expect that she would give it so readily.

This little girl is young, delicate and frail, but she acts in a down-to-earth manner!

Whether it was the shocking arrow that day or the calmness and calmness with which she faced the Emperor of Qi in Jishi Hall before, people felt that she was not simple.

However, isn't she afraid that they will rely on Qixingcao to get the prescription? !

Of course, their eldest prince always kept his promise.

But how could she be so sure?

With just a snap of his fingers, Tama's mind was already spinning.

Regardless of whether this girl is a human, a ghost or a monster, the eldest prince is very aware of everything and is extremely smart. No one can hide it from him. Anyway, he only needs to listen to the eldest prince!

Tama stood upright outside the pavilion, like a spear standing on the battlefield.

*Quoted from "Zutingshiyuan"

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