Xiaoyao Xiaodu Doctor brings space to raise cute brothers and sisters

The faint light of morning sun shone into the room through the window. Xiao Ge'er's eyelashes trembled, and before she opened her eyes, a bright smile broke out on her face.

Today is her second birthday, and her sister and brother promised to play with her all day.

She turned over and sat up, put on the red brocade skirt that her sister had just bought, and ran to wash her face and brush her teeth.

My sister and brother are not here at the moment, they must be preparing gifts for her.

After Xiao Geer finished washing up, she picked up the small bottle of milk on the dining table.

The bottle has now been changed to a larger size.

When she touched it with her little hand, she found the milk inside was still warm, and she knew that her brother had put it there on purpose.

There was also a small bowl of steamed egg custard on the side.

She tilted her little head back and started drinking.

She is such a capable and sweet girl.

After breakfast, Xiaogeer burped contentedly and ran out excitedly to find her brothers and sisters.

On the small path beside the spiritual field, Wang Xin and Hao Ge'er were walking towards the house, each carrying a basket of spiritual fruits and vegetables.

Her four pets followed ambling behind.

Xiao Ge'er was delighted, raised her short legs and rushed over there.

When several people were about to meet, Wang Xin suddenly made a gesture.

The scene changed and several people left the space.

Outside the door, Aunt Li hurried into the yard and reported in a trembling voice at the door: "Miss, someone from the county government has come. They said that someone from Beijing has come. They will come to the house later to convey the imperial edict."

Wang Xin was startled and met Hao Ge'er's doubtful eyes. They both suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

How could my family be related to any imperial edict?

Xiao Geer was still asking, "What is the imperial edict?"

Wang Xin didn't bother to explain and asked, "Is the person who brought the message still in front?"

As he spoke, he walked out quickly.

Haoge picked up Xiaoge and followed his sister.

He was a very responsible brother, and even though he was confused and doubtful, he still explained to Xiaoge in a low voice.

Outside in the yard, the yamen runners were still waiting in the yard.

Seeing the person coming out of the backyard, he was stunned: This is the little doctor Wang? This, he is too young!

Although Wang Xin was anxious, he didn't show it at all.

She bowed to the yamen runner and said, "Thank you for making this trip. I wonder what imperial decree you want us to receive?"

Hao Ge'er cleverly took out two taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it over with a painful look on his face.

The yamen runner glanced at him, quickly reached out to take it and put it into his sleeve.

Xiao Ge pouted and stretched out her little hand, as if she wanted to take it back.

Hao Ge'er quickly grabbed her and winked at her.

Xiao Ge'er didn't understand why her brother gave that man money, but she still obeyed and didn't make a fuss. She buried her head in his arms and sulked alone.

The yamen runner received the silver and smiled: "The county magistrate said it was a happy event, but I don't know what it is."

After saying that, he bowed to Wang Xin and said, "Little Doctor Wang, please get ready first. The imperial envoy is at the county government office, and I will also go back to report to you."

Wang Xin understood that the implication was that the imperial envoy would arrive soon.

Several people sent the yamen runners away and returned to the house.

Wang Xin and Hao Ge'er stared at each other in confusion.

Although the yamen runner said it was a good thing, his family seldom had dealings with government officials and did not understand what matter would require the emperor to issue an imperial decree.

Sometimes, what is honey to one person may be poison to another.

What is a happy event in the eyes of others may not necessarily be a good thing for your family.

Hao Ge'er looked solemn: "Sister, I'll go ask the master for advice."

Wang Xin nodded, watched Haoge put Xiaoge down to see the teacher, asked Aunt Li to prepare the incense table first, and took Xiaoge back to the room.

After thinking it over, I pressed a button on the bedside.

A floor tile under the bed moved aside, revealing an entrance to a secret room.

Xiao Geer knew that her sister was busy, so she followed behind obediently.

She had been down this secret passage many times with her sister and brother, and was familiar with every place.

I saw my sister push open the door of a secret room on the far left.

A big smile appeared on Xiaoge'er's face: "Big brother, why are you here? I thought you had left?"

She ran in happily and grabbed the sleeve of Feng Ling who was reading a book.

A smile appeared on Feng Ling's stern face. He nodded to Wang Xin and put down the book. He picked up Xiao Ge'er and put her on his lap. "We haven't celebrated Xiao Ge'er's birthday yet. How can I leave, big brother?"

As he spoke, he took out the night-shining pearl from last night from his sleeve and said, "This is my birthday gift to Xiaoge'er. Do you like it, Xiaoge?"

At this moment, he seemed to have taken off his cold armor and put on a warm coat.

Xiao Ge'er likes shiny things, and this was given to her by her favorite big brother.

Her big eyes curved into crescents and she cheered, "I like it, I like it so much. This is the most beautiful gift of all my gifts. Thank you, big brother."

Wang Xin gritted her teeth: This little face-obsessed girl!

Wang Xin secretly guessed that Xiao Ge'er's unusual closeness to Feng Ling might be due to Feng Ling's good looks.

Last night she refused the gift on behalf of Xiaogeer, saying it was too expensive.

But Feng Ling said that he wanted to congratulate Xiao Ge'er in person, and she agreed, so she brought Xiao Ge'er down today.

The ancients regarded sincere blessings as a blessing from God.

The more blessings one receives, the more blessed that person is.

Wang Xin didn't want to block Xiao Ge'er's luck.

Luck is a very mysterious thing.

Wang Xin always believes that if you smile at life, life will eventually smile back at you.

Seeing that Xiao Ge'er couldn't let go of the night pearl, Wang Xin smiled helplessly. Never mind. At most, he could make some more powerful "thunder balls" for him. Considering how often he gets injured and poisoned, they should be able to save his life at a critical moment.

As for the formula, this matter is too big and may cause a war catastrophe. Unless necessary, Wang Xin has no intention of changing the current situation dominated by cold weapons.

Wang Xin thought about the purpose of coming down again, and without hesitation, he bowed to Feng Ling, and directly relayed the words of the yamen runner, and asked: "I wonder if Your Majesty can think of why the emperor issued an edict to our family?"

In her opinion, this was the emperor's son and should be the person who knew the emperor best.

Feng Ling pondered for a moment and said, "If my guess is correct, you should be summoned to the Imperial Hospital."

Wang Xin was startled: "Call me to the Imperial Hospital?"

Feng Ling explained, "Yes, after my father passed away, my mother was furious and killed a large number of imperial doctors. The Imperial Hospital was almost vacant for two years. Later, my mother fell seriously ill. Now, most of the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital were recommended or recruited from all over Xiliang."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, then continued, "Little Doctor Wang has become famous over the past two years. I can't think of any other reason why the Queen Mother issued the order, other than summoning you to the Imperial Hospital."

Wang Xin suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, what will be the consequences if you don't obey the edict?"

Feng Ling was surprised: "Why not obey the order?"

In his opinion, if one became an imperial physician in the Imperial Medical Bureau, the lowest rank would be seventh grade, which would give him status, fame and fortune.

Those scholars who studied hard for decades and passed the imperial examinations were mostly only seventh-rank officials when they were first appointed.

In these years, I have never heard of anyone refusing to be an official.