Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 863 Long Live Summons

   Early the next morning, Erye Jiang hurried out the door after having breakfast, and took people to visit the old man over 70 years old with a dove-headed stick in Xicheng to see if the New Year's goods were ready.

This is an errand sent by Zhang Wenjiang to ask the commander of the soldiers and horses of the five cities to do it in person. There are more than 300 elderly people over the age of 70 in Xicheng. Today and tomorrow, Jiang Erye must visit no less than 50 people. During the twelfth lunar month On the twenty-ninth day, I reported the details of the tour to the Governor, so that I had completed the last errand of the year, otherwise I would not be able to go home for the New Year.

  Exile Xianjiang Lord personally came to the door to send warmth, and the ostentation was naturally not small-although he brought less than ten people, but there were hundreds of people in Xicheng who followed the lively.

  If the elders who are visiting have any difficulties, Jiang Erye will tell the yacha behind him after listening carefully, "Write it down to see if it is true. If it is true, it must be done before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

   "Thank you sir, thank you sir." The old man who complained got the guarantee of Erye Jiang, and smiled very happily with a toothless mouth.

After visiting ten toothless elders in succession, Jiang Erye felt that this was really unsightly, so he instructed the yamen behind him, "Next year, we will set aside a special expense to fill the teeth of the elders over 70 years old in our west city, the elders. If you have good teeth, you will have a good appetite."

  The people cheered and praised Jiang Erye incessantly. Jiang Erye smiled, even the seventy-eight-year-old grandmother in front of him couldn't help showing a shy smile like a girl, so angry that the toothless husband next to him blew his beard and stared.

   "Everyone, let's go, let's go!" Someone outside the crowd shouted loudly and squeezed in front of Erye Jiang, "Lord Fu Yin issued an order, Sir Jiang please go to Jingzhao Mansion to discuss matters."

good, very good! Since it was Lord Fu Yin looking for him, he naturally didn't need to do the errand of the tour himself. Jiang Erye said goodbye to the two old men, and after leaving the house, he ordered, "Go and find Master Liao and let him continue his visit."

   When Jiang Erye arrived at Jingzhao Mansion on horseback, he was stunned when he saw Yang Feng, the **** chief in the palace, also sitting in the ya. The yacha of Jingzhao Mansion did not say that Yang Feng was here. Could it be that he came suddenly?

   Yang Feng saw Second Master Jiang coming, stood up and said with a smile, "Long live, Lord Jiang has come to visit the palace, Lord Jiang, let's go with our house."

Seeing the seriousness on the face of Lord Yin, Jiang Erye first rejoiced and thanked Yang Feng, and then discussed with Yang Feng, "Xiaguan's Xie Enzhe is not with him, can you ask President Yang to take care of Xiaguan's two cups of tea and let Xiaguan come back? Xicheng Yamen to pick up a trip?"

   Yang Feng said with a smile, "Since you can't face the saints, you only submit your thanks. If Lord Jiang has anything to say, it will be fine when you arrive at the Xuande Hall and report to Long Live."

   "The manager is right, it's a subordinate official." Jiang Erye smiled gratefully, raised his hand and said, "Please."

   Yang Feng nodded, bid farewell to Zhang Wenjiang, and walked out. Taking advantage of this spare time, Jiang Erye hurriedly asked Zhang Wenjiang for help with his eyes.

   Before Zhang Wenjiang opened his mouth, Yang Feng turned around and said, "Lord Jiang, Long Live is still waiting in the palace."

   "Yes." Jiang Erye immediately stepped forward and followed Yang Feng to the carriage. Although Lord Fu Yin didn't say a word, Jiang Er Ye understood his expression clearly - this trip to the palace is not a good thing.

The cowardly Jiang Erye had a few words with Yang Feng. He didn't ask anything, so he didn't say anything. All he could think about was seeing Long Live later, how to get a decent name for his son in a timely manner. Head back to Suzhou.

  The carriage ran unobstructed all the way to the gate of Changle, Jiang Erye jumped out of the carriage first, and was about to raise his hand to ask Yang Feng to get off. But suddenly someone shouted, "Jiang Feng!"

  Who dares to make such a loud noise outside the palace gate? Jiang Erye was taken aback, turned his head and saw Wu Yunshan, the chief of the imperial censor Taichung, and cupped his hands, "Master Wu."

  Yang Feng wanted to hear what Wu Yunshan was looking for Jiang Feng, so he stopped in the carriage and did not move.

Wu Yunshan angrily walked up to Jiang Erye and asked loudly, "How is Wansui treating you? You should have a good idea. Now the situation in Suzhou is tense, and the military officials in the court are in trouble day and night. what are you doing?"

   Yang Feng in the carriage frowned. Why did Wu Yunshan bring this up, and who asked him to come? What is his purpose? Really... what a big dog! But now that the matter has come, Yang Feng can only listen, because he knows that Long Live wants to hear what Jiang Feng has to say.

   Jiang Erye replied calmly, "Xiaguan is also busy day and night, doing his own errands and sharing his worries for Long Live."

  Wu Yunshan snorted coldly and asked again, "You hide in Xicheng, you are greedy for life and fear of death, so you don't dare to write a letter and ask yourself to go to Suzhou to pacify the chaos, and relieve your worries for the long live!"

   Jiang Erye was even more puzzled, "Master Wu, what you said is so unreasonable. Xiaguan is the commander of the Xicheng Army and Horse Division. If you don't work in Xicheng, where else can you go? Besides, Xiaguan is a small..."

   "Lord Jiang." Before Jiang Feng could finish speaking, Yang Feng raised the curtain of the car.

   Wu Yunshan was even more excited when he saw Yang Feng getting out of the car, "Director Yang!"

   Yang Feng jumped out of the carriage with a smile, ignoring Wu Yunshan, and only raised his hand and said to Jiang Feng, "Mr. Jiang, please."

   "Yes." Jiang Erye saluted Wu Yunshan, who was blushing, and greeted the four guards guarding the gate before entering the palace gate with Yang Feng.

   After Jiang Erye entered, the eyes of the guards and soldiers all fell on Wu Yunshan. Wu Yunshan held his momentum, raised his head and walked away.

   The road to Xuande Hall is very long, Erye Jiang also thought about it a lot. The yamen, who was suddenly busy, stopped scolding his lord Yin, the eldest brother who was obviously abnormal last night, busy driving Qin Chengbi's son crazy, the little girl who was holding the account book and chanting, Wu Yunshan jumping in front of the palace gate.

   "Mr. Jiang, please come this way." Mr. Jiang, who was walking along the familiar road, was stopped by Yang Feng. He looked up at the nine steps leading to the main hall of De Hall, his feet too heavy to lift. He entered the palace several times to face the Holy Spirit, but he went directly to the inner hall. How could Long Live meet him in the main hall today? Besides Long Live, who else is in the hall? Is the imperial envoy doctor? Wuyuntai was arranged by him?

  Yang Feng took the lead to step up the steps, the guards in front of the hall opened the hall door, the hall was dark, like a monster that swallowed people. Jiang Erye plucked up the courage to step into the hall, and before he could kneel to pay homage, he heard Yang Feng say, "Long live the inner hall, Mr. Jiang, please come with me."

  Why do you have to walk from the main hall in the inner hall? Jiang Erye was stunned for a while, then got up and followed Yang Feng inside.

   He came to the main hall of Xuande Hall twice, once to answer the in-court examination of the palace examination, and once to be a jinshi. The two stores were full of people, but this time the hall was empty. In front of him, Yang Feng walked like a cat, without making a sound, Jiang Erye could only hear his rapid breathing and heartbeat.

   Yang Feng took himself to the main hall, what did he want to do? The closer he got to the dragon chair, the more covered up Jiang Erye's head became. He couldn't breathe smoothly, felt uncomfortable all over, and wanted to go to the toilet.

   I have checked historical materials and found that ivory and gold teeth were used to fill teeth in the Tang and Song Dynasties, but most of them were for aesthetic purposes and had no practical use. At the same time, if there is a cavity in the tooth, the method of filling the cavity has been very advanced. There are ointments for killing nerves and reducing pain, as well as ointments for filling holes (with amalgam), and animal teeth are also used.

   The dentures or fillings mentioned in this chapter are just like the front teeth of the old housekeeper. I beg book friends who like textual research to turn a blind eye, hey…

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