An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

After school, Sang Ling went to the side room to wash his hands. When he was about to greet his aunt, he walked to the corridor of the painting hall and heard people talking inside, so he slowed down his pace unconsciously.

"Why did the Sang family marry such a disaster? Ah Wu has too many things to do and has no time to take care of the inner court, so he just lets her do whatever she wants."

"Madam is now a member of the Gao family, so it's not appropriate for her to interfere in her family's affairs."

It is not difficult to distinguish the voices of the two women. One is Sang Feng'e and the other is Wei Ai, who serves her.

When talking about the inner courtyard of the Sang family, most of the people being talked about were the Ma family. At that time, a breeze from the eaves blew on their bodies. The people outside stopped, lowered their eyebrows slightly, and listened carefully.

"What a sin, what a sin! Jiang Fu was also a man of little fortune, he passed away with only a daughter, and then Ma Jijun came in, but it was still the same..." Sang Feng'e sighed, "I just can't accept it, it would be fine if she had a son, but she couldn't give birth to one herself, and she couldn't ask others to give birth to one either. The Sang family still has a family business, who will inherit it in the future? Her Ma family?"

Wei Ai could only sigh and didn't say anything else.

In this era, it was indeed a huge matter for a powerful family to not have a son. A daughter would eventually become someone else's wife. Sang Wu did not have any brothers or sisters. If he died in the future, the family property would not fall into the hands of Sang Feng'e, a wife of the Gao family. Then it would only be Ma.

But what does this sentence "others cannot have children" mean? Could it be that the fact that Sang Wu had no son in the backyard was related to Ma Shi? Sang Ling pulled the corner of his mouth and moved closer to the window.

It was a long while later that my aunt spoke, "I just mentioned it that day. Why was the small kitchen in A Ling's garden arranged? Why were the concubines in the backyard silent? Ma Jijun confessed it herself and only agreed to let me take A Ling away."

"If this isn't a ghost, what is it?"

The person outside the house raised his eyes slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

"I guess they are afraid that you will be the same as you were back then..." Wei Ai said, "Then why didn't you mention it to General Sang at the same time?"

"If I hadn't mentioned the Sun family." Auntie's voice was lowered, with a trace of sadness, "I didn't expect that the eldest brother of the Ma family had always had dealings with the Sun family. You are also familiar with A-Man's affairs. Even if I went to the northwest to endure eight years of hardship to atone for the crime, this matter has never been resolved. Ma Jijun specifically mentioned it before he left, what else can I do?"

There was actually such a relationship here? She couldn't help but take two steps back and wait for a while. The whispers behind her were nothing more than some complaints, so she didn't stay any longer.

After returning to her bedroom in Hanning Garden and sitting cross-legged, she slowly came to her senses. She had only a vague understanding of Gao Heng's murder, and she had never thought that Ma's family would be involved. No wonder Ma seemed to be at a disadvantage, but Sang Feng'e could not do anything to her. She was able to leave the Taiwei Mansion, most likely because she took advantage of a loophole - after all, Sang Feng'e not only mentioned the small kitchen in Qiuyuan, but also asked about the issue of Sang Wu's offspring in the backyard.

In this way, the aunt and the sister-in-law can be considered to be evenly matched.

Although Sang Feng'e didn't dare to do anything to Ma for the sake of her son, she was afraid that the eldest sister of the Sang family would really mention it in front of Sang Wu regardless of the consequences. By then, both sides would be destroyed and no one would be in a good situation.

Therefore, Ma chose to take this step back and let Sang Feng'e take her away.

"Didn't the young lady go to the painting hall?" Ya Nu was just coming in with some water.

"I saw my aunt talking to Aunt Wei inside, so I came back first as I didn't want to disturb her," she said truthfully.

Being in Gao's Mansion is different from being in Taiwei's Mansion. Even if he overheard those conversations, he was not worried about what would happen if Sang Feng'e knew about it. It was just not convenient to go in and disturb her at that time, so he chose to leave temporarily.

As she spoke, Cheng Lao came over from the front yard and replied from the corridor, "The young master is back, and the lady sent someone to ask about the young lady."

Whenever Sang Ling went downstairs and returned home, he would go to the painting hall to talk with Sang Feng'e and have dinner together. It was strange that my aunt didn't see Sang Ling today.

She then lifted the brocade quilt covering her knees, stood up and said, "I see. I'm just about to go over there."

The Gao family's kitchen served the meal at sunset. On Sang Feng'e's table was a normal bowl of rice with a few dishes of vegetables, but Sang Ling's was different, with only a few small dishes of vegetables and a cup of hot water.

Gao Heng had eaten outside and after talking to his mother and sister, he returned to Yanshuiju where he lived.

"I can never be idle. Today, the Zhou family invited someone to come again."

Sang Feng'e started complaining to Sang Ling in front of the dining table - she was talking about Gao Heng going out to treat patients.

In the first two days after Gao Heng returned to Beijing, he happened to see Gao's uncle who was ill. He immediately went over to give him a few injections, and the next day, Gao's uncle was able to stay in bed. This matter was spread in Chang'an City for a while. Earlier this year, the Xun family of the Eastern Marquis took the lead and invited Doctor Gao to see the wife of the Eastern Marquis. When the wife of the Eastern Marquis recovered at the end of the month, the news of the extraordinary medical skills of the eldest son of the Gao family spread again. Since then, there has been an endless stream of people coming to the Gao family for medical treatment. Sang Ling has also heard her aunt talk about it many times, fearing that her son's body would not be able to bear it.

"How about we just set a daily number?" She added a bowl of sweet sauce to her aunt and said softly.

"What number?" Sang Feng'e obviously didn't understand what he meant.

"It's the number of the consultation. After all, my cousin is a person with limited energy. For example, he can only treat ten patients a day. If the symptoms are more serious and the consultation takes a long time, then we have to follow the time. It's like when officials go to the government office every day, there is always a time limit."

To put it bluntly, it is work. After finishing a certain amount of work, it is time to go off work. According to the system of the imperial court, people have a day off every five days. If this is implemented, working from nine to five a day and five days a week is normal.

Sang Feng'e was stunned after hearing this. "Your idea is good, but I would rather he not see a single patient a day."

"Why?" Sang Ling was also puzzled. In fact, she felt that Gao Heng seemed to be enjoying it. Not only would he go there when invited, he also set up a separate pharmacy in Yanshuiju. He was also a disciple of a famous doctor and his medical skills were not bad. What was wrong with this arrangement?

"It's not going to work after all." Sang Feng'e looked at Sang Ling lovingly for a while, then turned her head to look outside the door. "Our family doesn't lack that money, so we don't have to rely on this to make a profit. Ah Heng is talented, how can he be obsessed with these things? He will eventually enter the government. This title has been lost, and the only way to be worthy of the ancestors of the Gao family is to earn it back."

Sang Ling did not respond - this was the first time she heard Sang Feng'e talk about the Gao family in front of her. After all, it was someone else's family affair, so it was not appropriate for her to interrupt.

So he smiled and turned his eyes back to the food table, pushing Sang Feng'e's food plate away, "Aunt, the food is getting cold."