All Hail Cousin Brother

"Whether the embroidery is good or not is the second thing, the important thing is the mind," Xu mama glanced at the copybook of "Pharmacist's Classic" and "Grand View of Qingyuanyuan" hanging on the wall: "Biao young master gave it to my sister. It's not easy for my sister to return a gift every time, it's a regular gift."

Having said that, Yu Youyao was indeed a little ashamed. After seeing the copybooks and paintings on the wall, she was also a little shaken: "But, the embroidery is not good, and my cousin is not good at wearing a door!"

Madam Xu said: "If you can't wear it, you can wear it in the house."

Thinking that she has not embroidered anything seriously, Yu Youyao hesitated: "Forget it, Chunxiao Nvhong is not bad, let her embroider a sachet with green bamboo pattern."

Mammy Xu sighed softly, whether to give gifts or not is second, mainly because the elder sister is too unconcerned with the red girl.

At this moment, Dongmei walked into the house with a scroll in her hand: "Miss, Young Master Biao has sent you a Danqing."

"Show it to me." Yu Youyao smiled and raised her eyebrows, took the scroll handed by Dongmei, and opened it carefully.

The pure white Shengxuan shines on the lakes and mountains, and a spring apricot slants across the water.

Yu Youyao was full of amazement and looked at the small poem above: "Daobai is not really white, and red words are not as red as red, please, please don't look at Tiangong. Cousin's paintings are so beautiful."

It's just that the cousin suddenly sent her a painting for no reason?

Or apricot!

Is it reminding her that the sachet that she promised to give him has not been delivered yet?

It only takes five or six days to make a sachet, but it has been about ten days since Baoning Temple came back. Yu Youyao was ashamed, and handed over the painting to Dongmei, who asked her to frame it and hang it in the house.

"Mammy, let's go to the embroidery building!" Mammy is right, what her cousin gave her was his own pen and ink, and it was not easy to borrow others' hands in return.

Isn't it just a sachet?

Bone shaping is so painful, etiquette is so hard, she has persevered one by one, how can it be difficult to beat her with a mere sachet?

In the Qingyuan Courtyard, Zhou Linghuai was sitting under the porch. Uncle Sun narrowed his eyes as if he was asleep, while stroking his long beard, he took his pulse.

In the Chlorophytum, lavender flowers hang down like a small string of wisteria flowers, exuding a faint fragrance.

After a while, Sun Bo opened his eyes and said, "Young master was injured in the spinal cord, which caused stagnation of qi and blood, and the legs were unconscious and incapable of walking. , if the vitality cannot be retained in the body, it will damage the destiny and destroy the life essence. In the past three years, this old man has tried his best, but he can only help the young master to restore his vitality and let the young master live a few more years."

Three years ago, Sun Bo asserted that he would not live to twenty years. Zhou Linghuai had heard this many times, and he had taken it seriously.

Five years is indeed a little short, but it is enough for him to carefully plan and avenge his parents.

Zhou Linghuai lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the book, but he couldn't read a single word. A little girl's bright smile appeared in front of him for some reason, and his chest couldn't help.

Uncle Sun hesitated and said, "Actually, the young master's legs are not completely helpless."

Hearing this, Zhou Linghuai, who had long accepted his crippled legs, couldn't help feeling up and down, unable to restrain himself, but soon, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, and his heart fell silent.

Even if there is a way, I am afraid there is little hope.

Otherwise, Uncle Sun would not have kept it from him until now.

Sun Bo sighed softly: "The Sun family has practiced medicine for generations, and his ancestors once had a medicine king who created a set of acupuncture methods for "qi rushing to the inner point". There are tens of thousands of intractable diseases, among which there are diseases similar to yours, with the method of qi rushing to the inner acupuncture points and dissolving them in the blood, the meridians will be smooth and the legs will be healed.”

Zhou Linghuai's breath tightened, and the hand resting on his knee suddenly tightened: "What other conditions do I need to perform this acupuncture?"

Sun Bo nodded his head: "Qi rushing to the inner acupoints is to mobilize the vitality of the body, and use the qi to rush and circulate the qi. Your root bone is damaged, and the vitality cannot be retained. This way of saving people is a life-saving charm for you. , so before, I didn't tell you about this, every day with the medicine of invigorating blood and nourishing you, but the effect is very small."

Zhou Linghuai twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, and as the clenched fists gradually loosened, he regained his composure.

"However," Sun Bo changed his words, his tone was a bit complicated: "Recently, the old man found that the root of the young master has a tendency to improve. It must be that the medicated meals sent by Miss Yu every day have an effect. This should be Quanzhou Xie. The government does not pass on secret recipes.”

The inheritance of "Jiumin" has a long history, and almost all of them have some unknown means.

As far as he knows, the Xie House in Quanzhou is a famous longevity house. The Xie family is stronger than the average person, and even has a longer lifespan. , Now the master of the Xie family, Mr. Xie, is already seventy-three years old, and he is still fierce.

Zhou Linghuai lightly pursed the corners of his lower lips, his expression pale, Sun Bo had mentioned the secret recipe of Xie's residence to him more than once these days.

"Young master," Sun Bo squinted at the young master and saw his expression of indifference, helpless: "If you can use this secret recipe for the young master to restore his vitality and replenish his vitality, maybe in a few years, the young master's body will be able to recover. Under the method of qi rushing to the inner acupoints, the legs can resume walking, even if the young master's leg disease cannot be cured, the young master can still survive, and the young master can live for at least ten years, or even longer."

It's a pity that he secretly studied for a month, but he has no clue.

Zhou Linghuai did not speak.

Uncle Sun wanted to persuade him a few more words when he saw Chang An approaching.

Zhou Linghuai raised her eyes to look at him: "Cousin took the painting, what did you say?"

"Mother Xu is teaching Miss Biao Nvhong, please don't disturb me. I handed over the painting to Dongmei when I was younger." Chang An bowed his head, feeling a little guilty. He privately handed the painting over to Dongmei and came back.

Zhou Linghuai raised his eyes and saw an apricot tree in the yard. The branches were pink and white, and it was very soft. It was transplanted a few days ago.

The little girl's sweet voice suddenly sounded beside her ears: "...The apricot flowers here are blooming beautifully. I want to break a branch and go back to the house to make a sachet and give it to my cousin to wear."

It's ten days in a flash!

Uncle Sun didn't pay attention to his strangeness, and sighed again: "Young master's legs have hope of recovery, and I will be more careful in the future. I will make some medicated oil for activating meridians and I will teach Chang'an a set of massage techniques. , let Changan massage for you three times a day, and soak the leg with the decoction before going to bed to prevent the leg from shrinking."

The young master was unwilling to use any means, and he could not do anything to ask for the secret recipe from Miss Yu. Fortunately, Miss Yu took care of the young master and took a cup of medicinal food every day.

ps: I feel so shivering, I need a bunch of science notes every time. In fact, when a stupid author writes, he is afraid of making a mistake, so he has checked a lot of information. . . . This mentality is also drunk~

Everyone, please don't despise it~

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I read 18 on the Girls' New Book List yesterday afternoon, and now it's 19, so I took a step back. . . terrified~~~