There is Room For the Poor Daughter

After the birthday, Daohua stayed at home for two days, and Mrs. Yan took the initiative to ask Daohua to go to the Four Seasons Villa.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, but the old man cannot be alone in Zhuangzi for the festival.

The rest of the Yan family were no strangers to the fact that Daohua was accompanying the old man.

On the other hand, Han Xinran couldn't help but said to Yan Wenxiu, "Although she is a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of her life, isn't it bad for the eldest sister to keep running outside like this?"

"The capital is not like a place. People can talk about everything. It's already August, and in three or four months, the older sister should get married. At this time, she should stay at home and embroider her wedding dress."

Yan Wenxiu was silent for a while: "The old man has no children, only the eldest sister is an apprentice, and the eldest sister should always accompany him."

Han Xinran: "Of course I know this. It's a matter of course for the eldest sister to respect her master. I'm just afraid of people gossiping. How about bringing the old man into the mansion to live in?"

Yan Wenxiu shook his head: "The old man is a bit withdrawn, so he wouldn't be willing to come to our house." As he said that, he looked at Han Xinran, "I know you are thinking of your eldest sister's reputation, but the old man lives in the Four Seasons Villa, Ye Yang knows it, and agrees with the eldest sister to accompany the old man in the past, as long as he doesn't mind, it's no big deal if other people have gossip."

Han Xinran smiled: "Since Xiang Gong said so, then I'm relieved."

Four Seasons Villa.

The summer in the capital is hotter than in Zhongzhou, and Gu Jian has a bitter summer. When this person is uncomfortable, he likes to think a lot. In addition, when he comes to the capital, when he thinks of the ill-fated life in the first half of his life, he can't help thinking of Granny Gu.

"Because the teacher wants to go to the temple to light a lamp and pray for my sister."

Daohua wanted Gu Jian to move more, and immediately agreed: "Okay, Master, which temple do you want to go to?"

Gu Jian was silent for a while: "Let's go to the royal temple on Tangyu Mountain." My sister can't be buried in the imperial tomb, and the royal temple has to light a lamp for her.

Daohua nodded, turned around and went out and told Caiju and Dongli to make arrangements.

Early the next morning, Daohua accompanied Gu Jian to the royal temple.

I don't know if Dongli told the emperor that Daohua's group easily entered the royal temple, which is usually kept away from outsiders.

After lighting the lamp for Granny Gu in the main hall, Daohua saw that Gu Jian was not in a good mood, so she helped him walk around the temple.

The temple was built quietly and elegantly, and the temple also brought in live spring water. The flowing springs gurgled and the bamboos were growing. Walking in the middle was meditative and comfortable.

Seeing that her master's face was gradually improving, Daohua smiled and said, "Master, if you like visiting temples, I will often accompany you in the future."

Gu Jian shook his head: "The royal temple, if the teacher comes here often, it will be too eye-catching."

Daohua was silent and whispered: "Master, the emperor is ready to clean up the Jiang family, and you will soon be able to go wherever you want to go."

Gu Jian is not as optimistic as his apprentice. As the head of the family, the Jiang family is so easy to deal with. If the emperor is too hasty, it will hurt his bones.

The day when the Jiang family falls, we still have to wait!

At this moment, Dong Li suddenly hurried over: "Old Master, Prince Ping also came to the temple today, and is now resting in the guest house. If you don't want to see outsiders, we're afraid we have to leave now."

Daohua's eyes lit up, and she looked at Gu Jian with burning eyes: "Master, see you?"

Seeing the excited look of his apprentice, Gu Jian hesitated.

Daohua knew that Master wanted to see Prince Ping, so she continued: "Master, it's better to meet by chance. You see, I'm going to marry into Prince Ping's mansion soon, and Ma's always looking for trouble for me, you have to support me. Support. We have secured the prince, then no matter how powerful Ma Shi is, Xiao Yeyang and I are not afraid anymore."

Seeing Gu Jian's expression on his face, Daohua made persistent efforts: "Also, Jiang Wanying is married to Xiliao, the Jiang family must hate me now, you know the king's attitude towards the Jiang family, if the Jiang family uses the king again Against me, I may not be as lucky as last time."

Gu Jian thought that Xiao Jiu almost became an accomplice to his apprentice, so he no longer hesitated: "Okay, let's meet this Prince Ping today."

Daohua glanced at Dongli and motioned for him to lead people over.

Prince Ping came to the Royal Temple today because he had an appointment with the abbot.

The abbot is also a flower-loving person, and many precious flowers are planted in the temple.

The future daughter-in-law is too rude. During this time, he had a lot of flowers and plants, and his heart was bleeding from the pain. The abbot has a lot of flowers and plants here. Unconsciously.

Prince Ping rested enough, and was ready to go to the abbot. As soon as he left the courtyard, he was told by the master in the temple that the abbot was still meditating and that he would have to wait for a while before seeing him.

If it was someone else, Prince Ping would naturally not wait, but he still respects the abbot who shares common interests.

"Okay, I haven't been to the royal temple for a while, this king will go shopping first."

So, not long after, Prince Ping saw Gu Jian and Daohua on the mountain behind the temple.

"Yan girl!"

Seeing Daohua, Prince Ping looked surprised.

Royal temples do not accept outsiders.

"My lord!"

Daohua looked at Prince Ping with a look of surprise, glanced at the fluctuating master, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute him: "My lord, why are you here?"

Prince Ping glanced at Gu Jian and ignored it, looking at Daohua: "It should be the king who asked you, why are you here?" He is a prince, so what's so strange about him appearing in the royal temple?

Daohua did not answer, but supported Prince Gu Jian and introduced him: "My lord, let me introduce to you solemnly, this is my master."

Prince Ping set his eyes on Gu Jian this time.

Seeing Gu Jian's face clearly, Prince Ping paused, feeling that this man seemed familiar.

But he didn't think much about it, some people in the world just have a public face, and they look like everyone.

Afterwards, Prince Ping gave a self-assured "um", nodded slightly, and then waited for Gu Jian to salute him.

Who knows, the future daughter-in-law's master really doesn't know what to do, but stares straight at him, neither salutes nor greets him, looking more arrogant than his prince.

Daohua smiled and continued: "My lord, my master's surname is Gu, you can call him the ancient father."

When Prince Ping heard this, he looked at Daohua inexplicably. Does this girl want him to be the first prince to greet his master?

Why is the face so big?

He just sees that this girl will marry into the palace in the future and give her master a good face, but she will climb up the pole.

Prince Ping glanced at Daohua, shaking his folding fan and turning his head away.

Daohua mourned for the future father-in-law's lack of eyesight in her heart, but the master is not very discerning, just wait, this one is afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat in the future.

Gu Jian was not disappointed when he saw that Prince Ping didn't recognize him. Xiaojiu was not like Xiaowu. He had been with his sister for a few years. I had a chance to meet him a few times.

"You are sick!"

"Pfft~"

Daohua didn't expect her master to be like this as soon as she opened her mouth. It was extraordinary.

Prince Ping was also taken aback by Gu Jian's words, and when he came back to his senses, his face was full of anger.

Gu Jian ignored the anger on Prince Ping's face, looked at him seriously, and said again: "You are really sick!"

Seeing Prince Ping's face darkening like a dark cloud over the city, Daohua couldn't help but explain: "My lord, my master is a highly respected medical doctor, and his words will not be wrong."

Prince Ping gritted his teeth: "Then what do you mean, this prince is really sick?"

Daohua nodded in agreement.

Seeing her like this, Prince Ping was very angry and looked at Gu Jian with bad eyes.

What kind of person is this, he said that he was sick as soon as he came up, if it wasn't for the sake of his future daughter-in-law, he would have to treat him for a crime of disrespect.

Daohua looked at Prince Ping and said tentatively, "My lord, why don't I let my master show you? My master's medical skills have been praised by even the emperor."

Prince Ping was taken aback: "Brother?"

Daohua nodded: "Yes."

Prince Ping frowned: "When did it happen?"

Daohua said with a smile: "My lord, I don't dare to talk too much about the emperor, but if you don't believe it, you can ask the emperor."

Prince Ping looked at Gu Jian suspiciously: "Why is this prince so unbelievable?"

Gu Jian looked at Prince Ping: "If you try it, you'll know."

Seeing that Gu Jian didn't speak, Daohua smiled and said, "My lord, this is my master. What are you worried about? Could it be that the lord is afraid?"

Prince Ping frowned: "Who is afraid? Even if this king is ill, he will be treated by an imperial physician." After speaking, he glanced at Gu Jian, "Not everyone can approach this king."

Gu Jian said lightly: "But the imperial physician did not see that you were sick."

Prince Ping took a deep breath: ".How to try?"

Gu Jian glanced at the stone bench beside him, walked over, and said to Prince Ping, "Come here and lie down."

Prince Ping stared: "What do you think of this king? Refugees on the side of the road? Just casually saying that you will be cured?" Why don't you go to the wing.

Daohua glanced at the master who insisted on impressing the future father-in-law. After thinking for a while, she smiled and said, "My lord, the simpler the place, the more proving my master's medical skills, don't you think?"

Prince Ping: "But this is too simple. This prince is a prince anyway."

Gu Jian glanced at him lightly: "I also treat the emperor like this."

Prince Ping choked, and for some reason, the old man's scalp tightened a little when he just glanced at him, which is really strange.

After hesitating for a while, Prince Ping still walked to the stone bench, and he was also afraid that he was seriously ill.

You know, he takes a Ping An pulse every month, and the imperial doctors who came to see him said he was in good health.

This old man is the master of his future daughter-in-law, and he would not dare to harm him.

Seeing that Prince Ping was really lying on the stone bench, Gu Jian sighed inwardly, and had a specific understanding of his soft ears and easy to be provoked by others.

No wonder he was instigated by the concubine's room to reconcile with his wife, and his relationship with his own son-in-law was so tense!