At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"So is this the reason why we have a rabbit feast for several days in a row?"

Three days later, Xie Zhushu looked at the table full of rabbit meat with dull eyes. He had no appetite and even felt like vomiting...

Xie Zhuqing held his forehead and said, "Zhiyi, you were not like this when you were a child."

"After catching a little rabbit, you are reluctant to kill it, and you still want to raise it. Now you are really a woman!"

"But these rabbits are all healthy. You can't just throw them away after using them. That would be such a waste!"

Xie Zhiyi put a piece of spicy rabbit meat into his mouth, which was a bit greasy...

She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, she followed her father to catch hares.

At that time, the children in the village did not have much meat to eat. Many people shared a few bites of hare meat and were always happy.

Xie Yuheng poked the rabbit meat in the bowl and said helplessly: "If you can't finish this rabbit meat, let the servants in the mansion take it home."

It’s not too much money...

The servant serving tea standing aside said with a sad face: "Master Marquis, we have also received a lot of rabbit meat."

"My mother said that if I take rabbit meat back today, I will be beaten into a bastard!"

Everyone: "..."

"Be a good boy, I'm afraid not all the rabbits in the capital will be scolded by your female doctor from Xinglin Pavilion."

Xie Zhushu was shocked. There were not many servants in Jianglinghou Mansion, but there were still more than a hundred!

"well enough......"

Xie Zhiyi quickly glanced at someone who was immersed in cooking.

Xu Lu found someone to buy them, and she didn't know very well.

"If dissection can be popularized, many incurable diseases can be cured in the future."

"Even a soldier who has a broken leg can open it and set the bone, so he doesn't have to be a cripple."

In the dining room next door, Yang Chengwu, who had brought his family to share the meal, heard this and slammed the table excitedly.

"Is this true?!"

"Not only soldiers are prone to fractures, but many craftsmen who cut mountains and build bridges often suffer from this injury."

"It's just that compared to soldiers, craftsmen are rarely cared about."

Xie Zhiyi glanced at Xie Yuheng with admiration and said, "You are serious, how dare Zhiyi take pleasure in the master's uncle?"

She quietly clenched the chopsticks in her palms. These treatment methods, which were different from those in Daliang, all came from the medical books given by the head of the family.

As the head of the family is smart, if he wants to learn medicine, it will be easy.

But such a precious medical book was given to her as soon as the family owner said it would be given to her... She couldn't live up to the family owner's expectations.

I will devote myself to it and create a medical force to win glory!

We had dinner early today, and the food was all finished before it was completely dark.

Outside Jiangling Mansion, there were many archery targets placed in the open space between it and the square wall.

The young man in red drew his bow and shot an arrow. The arrow shot like a meteor, shattering the sky, and the dusk sun shone in it.

Ruan Xingyu's breath was suffocated, and his heart skipped a beat.

As the name suggests, the Marquis of Jiangling looks like jade.

As it grows, the light on its body becomes more and more dazzling.

I'm afraid that in a few years, things will change in the capital city. Who has a daughter who wouldn't admire Xie Yuheng?

And this huge and luxurious Jiangling Marquis Mansion will also welcome its mistress.

Just thinking about it made her heart feel like a knife.

But women know women's thoughts best. Mrs. Jianglinghou will definitely dislike her and may even kick her out of the house.

After all, she is different from Xie Yunhua and others, her surname is not Xie...

"Xingyu, are you feeling unwell?"

Ruan Xingyu came back to her senses and saw Xie Zhuqing standing in front of her, looking at her with worry.

Xie Zhiyi, who was not far away, also cast a caring look.

"Brother Zhuqing called you many times but there was no response. How about I take a pulse for my sister-in-law?"

Hearing Xie Zhi's words, the young man in red also looked slightly sideways, the setting sun shining on his profile.

The beauty is bright and beautiful, and the jade shadow is graceful, like an immortal.

Ruan Xingyu subconsciously took a step back, further away from Xie Zhuqing, lowered his eyes and said:

"No, no need. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

After saying this, she felt extremely regretful. Why didn't she find a better excuse? These words sounded so ambiguous.

Xie Zhuqing's hand, which had been raised, silently lowered it again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xu Lu's teasing gaze, and he felt bitter in his heart.

He and his wife slept in separate beds for a long time.

"Then you go back and have a good rest first. When Xiu Mu comes, I will take you to Dongshi."

As the closing exam approached, Xie Zhuqing thought about staying with the family leader and the others for a while.

Archery is not about shooting all the time.

We will also talk about government affairs. Listening to your words is better than reading ten books behind closed doors.

"Ah."

Ruan Xingyu nodded and took the maid back to the house.

Xie Zhushu raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, is there a husband like you? I don't know how to teach my sister-in-law arithmetic."

Xu Lu sat on the small teapot, crushed the herbs for Xie Zhiyi, and said:

"That's right. When Yunhua and the others take the Ming Dynasty arithmetic exam, my family Zhiyi will be busy with Xinglin Pavilion every day."

"Sister-in-law Ruan is the only one in the Jiangling Marquis Mansion. That would be boring."

Xie Zhuqing had a headache, her parents urged her to give birth, and her long-time friends urged her to teach arithmetic.

Did he not want to? She didn't want to!

Although I don’t know why, Xie Zhuqing feels this way...

But it was inconvenient for him to talk to his parents about the matter of his husband and wife, let alone these unmarried friends.

Xie Mingli's forearm holding the bow tightened slightly. He glanced at his sister and frowned slightly.

He plans to marry late, but it’s not that he doesn’t understand love affairs.

Just now, the way Ruan Xingyu looked at Xiao Yuheng was not pure...

Xie Yuheng, who was inexplicably glanced at by his elder brother:? ?

She looked back at the elder brother: 'She is the head of the family, but she can't care about the relationship between husband and wife!'

Xie Mingli sighed.

Yes, if Xiao Yuheng could discover Xu Lu's thoughts in the first place, it would be considered as if Xiao Yuheng had encountered a dead rat.

The man in green threw his bow to his attendant Mu Ze, walked towards Xie Zhuqing and said, "Drink something?"

Xie Zhuqing raised his eyebrows and responded: "Okay."

"What are you drinking? Take me one!"

Xie Zhushu leaned over and looked at Xie Mingli expectantly.

Could it be that the tea given by the master of the house was something he drank once and still remembers it?

Xie Zhuqing glanced at him and said, "If you face the northwest now, you can drink it by opening your mouth."

Xie Zhushu did as he was told, "What then?"

Xie Mingli's smiling voice came from afar, "Pure northwest wind, does it taste good?"

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly. If his eldest brother had never experienced his father joining the army and his grandfather passing away, he would have been like Xie Zhuqing.

Rather than being a modest gentleman, she would rather her eldest brother be free to be himself.

No one knows what Xie Mingli and Xie Zhuqing talked about.

After the night had darkened, Xie Zhuqing returned to the room with a strong sense of drunkenness.

"Xingyu..."

He held Ruan Xingyu's hand and quietly moved his face closer to her cheek.

Breathing intertwined, ambiguous.

Ruan Xingyu stiffened, broke free from his shackles, and said a little shyly:

"Why does Mr. Xie smell of alcohol? Why don't you go and wash up first..."

Xie Zhuqing closed her eyes, rested her chin on her shoulder, and read the news at the corner of her mouth.

After a long while, Fang lazily hummed.