Qiao Yi

That night, in the Zhang family's study, the grandparents of the Zhang family were discussing things. Zhang Run told his grandfather about what Qiao Yi talked with him today.

After listening to his grandson's words, Mrs. Zhang was pensive, but did not immediately make a decision, and said, "I will answer this matter after grandfather thinks about it."

"say,,

疋.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Run got up, bid farewell to his grandfather and saluted, and then went to the yard where he lived.

The old doctor Zhang sat in the study, thinking about what his grandson said just now, if this can be done, it must be something that is beneficial to the people.But this matter is not as simple as that, it is also related to the entire medical department system of Dayan, so it will inevitably affect the interests of many people.

Those of them who work as imperial physicians in the palace serve the most respected masters in the world. On the surface, they seem to have infinite glory, but in fact they always lift their heads to the waistband of their trousers. If they are not good, they will be easily dismissed. Those things involved in the harem.As the head of the Tai Hospital, he was walking on thin ice, and he dared not be careless, as long as he made a mistake or was not careful, he would send the lives of dozens of members of his Zhang family.

Those people in the Tai Hospital these years may not be very good at medical skills, but they are all very arrogant.The people in this hospital should have been changed a long time ago.

The current situation in the court, the old doctor Zhang is also clear in his heart, he does not want to let the Zhang family get involved in the battle of the princes for the succession, if one is not good, it will really involve the whole family of the Zhang family and suffer with him.

But thinking of what his grandson mentioned to him just now, old doctor Zhang couldn't help but be moved.

That night, old doctor Zhang was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about things all night.

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"The orbit is—"

The head guard of the cell unlocked the door and invited the coming master to enter.

In the cold and damp dungeon, there is a long dark road with no end in sight. The further you go in, the more dim the light becomes. He is a felon of the imperial court, and he will never get out of this place alive in this life.

"Your Highness, this is the cell."

The prisoner in this cell is Gao Weiguang, the servant of the household department. Oh, he can no longer be called the servant of the household department.From the day he was locked in the cell, this Mr. Gao, who was once an official to the third-rank household servant, has become a prisoner in this cell.

Gao Weiguang in the cell was wearing a prison uniform, with loose hair and a messy beard on his face. He was no longer the glorious Mr. Gao he used to be.

"Open the door."

"say,,

疋.

The cell head unlocked the lock and pushed open the cell door.

"Lord Gao, are you still used to living here?" His Highness Prince Ming walked into the cell. There was only a stone bed in the cell, a square table, two benches, and a teapot and two benches on the table. There are three cups, one of which has been touched, and the other is still covered.

Glancing at the cup on the table, Xie Yin snorted and said, "It seems that no one has come here to see Mr. Gao except this king."

"Caomin is no longer a tall man, and can't bear His Highness's call of a tall man." Gao Weiguang sat on the stone bed without moving, and looked at His Highness King Ming indifferently, with neither joy nor sadness on his face, as if the people around him Things have nothing to do with him.

"If this king is imprisoned here, this king will definitely not be as calm as Mr. Gao." Xie Yin didn't care about Gao Weiguang's attitude towards him, pulled a long bench, sat down, and looked at Mr. Gao With sarcasm in his eyes, he said: "Master Gao is so loyal to the master, I don't know if your master will be moved if he finds out."

"If this king is Mr. Gao, this king will never bet on the lives of his whole family, or even hundreds of people from the nine clans, for a master who has abandoned him long ago. This king has heard that the grandson of Mr. Gao's family has just died. Not long after the full moon..."

When hearing what King Ming said, Mr. Gao, who was originally unmoved, struggled for a moment.

"Lord Gao, why don't you think about what the king said today... Oh, I'm going back today, I hope that when the king comes next time, Lord Gao will know everything and answer everything. Xie Yin withdrew his gaze, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, stood up from the stool, stretched out his hand to flick the hem of his clothes, smiled at Gao Weiguang, and walked out of the cell door.

"Keep an eye on the people inside."

"Yes, please rest assured, Your Highness, the small door must be good for people."

"Let's go."

His Royal Highness King Ming went to the prison, but he didn't let someone torture the Mr. Gao who was locked inside. He just said a word and led him away.

During the festival, His Highness King Ming even went to visit the prisoners in the prison. Our Highness King Ming is also very dedicated.

May [-]th is the annual Dragon Boat Festival.

Dragon Boat Festival is full of yang energy, and mugwort and calamus grow luxuriantly, so people hang mugwort or calamus on the door every year on the day of Dragon Boat Festival to ward off evil spirits.Little doctor Qiao didn't know whether to ward off evil spirits or not, but he knew that there were many mosquitoes in summer, and one bite from poisonous insects would only be a lump, and the painful and itchy feeling was not very pleasant.

I don't know if it's his blood type or the smell of his flesh, but summer bugs like to catch him and bite him, so every summer, Qiao Yi will bring some insect-proof sachets. people around.

This year, Yixintang also sells insect-proof sachets, and the sales are quite good.

The two maids in the house are skillful, and they usually sew small things such as purses. This time, the patterns of the purses they sewed were provided by their masters. It happens that these embroidered purses can be used to hold sachets and give them to the government. People above use it.

"Young master, why is there a purse here? Why is this purse... so ugly?" Chu Liu saw a purse on the table and looked at it carefully. It didn't look like it was embroidered by Zizhu and Chunxue. ah.

Are these two ducks or chickens?

"Master, this, this is not you..." Was it embroidered?

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Liu's eyes widened. Ever since he followed their young master, he had never seen their young master take a needle and thread. They used to live in Zhuangzi, and the torn clothes were sewn by the tiger.

"..." Qiao Yi, this unlucky child!

Grabbing the purse, Qiao Yi put the purse in his arms and threatened: "Shut up! Besides, you won't have a share of today's zongzi!" "Hehe, that's right, I shut up, I shut up."

As soon as Chu Liu heard that there were no zongzi to eat, Chu Liu quickly closed his mouth, but his eyes were still on their young master's chest, thinking that the purse that their young master sewed was meant to be given to their prince, right?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Chuliu smiled lewdly, he understands, he understands, he understands it all!

"..." Master Qiao.

For the Dragon Boat Festival, the most indispensable thing is to make zongzi.

Early in the morning, the chef in the kitchen personally took people out to pick out the best pork belly and came back, washed and cut the meat, put the meat in a big pot, put spices and simmered it together, then put it up and stirred it with other ingredients uniform.

The rice in the vat had already been soaked, the leaves were washed, and the water was dried.

After everything was prepared, the chef asked people to bring the stuffing and rice leaves for making zongzi to their master's yard.

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A row of tables was set up on the promenade, on which were placed several large pots of rice, two large pots of stuffing, two small pots of duck eggs, and several large baskets of washed Ruo leaves, all of which were used for wrapping. Zongzi stuff.

In short, the materials for this preparation are sufficient, and there must be no problem in making hundreds of rice dumplings here.

"Those who have nothing to do wash their hands to make zongzi. If you work more, you will eat two more. If you don't work, you will have nothing to eat." Seeing the fat chef ask someone to bring things over, Qiao Yi shouted People came over to make zongzi, and the picture of making zongzi was a lot of fun. Of course, the zongzi had to be delicious.

Master Qiao is very concerned about mobilizing people in the house to work.

How come there are hundreds of people in their Ming Palace, right?Those who play peek-a-boo all day, if they don't get out to do some work, wouldn't they be eating rice all day long?Master Qiao firmly disagrees with raising people who eat rice. If they want to eat rice dumplings, they will all come out to work for him.

"Yes, master, we are all here to help make zongzi." Zi Zhu and Chun Xue washed their hands and came over to help make zongzi.

Knowing that zongzi was being made at home today, Zhang Jiu deliberately stayed at home and did not go out.

As soon as he heard that if he came to help make zongzi, he could eat two more, Jiu Gongzi rolled over to help make zongzi.

Seeing Zhang Jiu go to help make zongzi, Wei Da brought a few people to help.

With more people, the speed of making zongzi will be faster, but there are all kinds of zongzi.

"Why are the zongzi you made round? Where did the corners go?" Qiao Yi picked up the wrapped zongzi and looked at it. It was covered with black lines. What kind of zongzi are these wrapped?

Zhang Jiu and Wei Da were so grown up, and it was the first time they made zongzi. They followed the instructions of the fat chef, tied the zongzi with rope, and there was no way to make any corners.

"Let's tie it tightly. It doesn't matter if it's round or flat. Anyway, it will be eaten in the stomach in the end." Jiu Gongzi said indifferently.

"..." Qiao Yi looked at the zongzi made by Zhang Jiu, chuckled, and said, "Okay, I'll pick out the zongzi you made yourself and eat for yourself later."

Zhang Jiu looked at the zongzi made by himself, and then at the zongzi made by their little princess. No matter what, he thought the zongzi made by their little princess was beautiful, and it would be more honorable to take it out as a gift. kinda...

"Hey, the zongzi we all made together, of course we have to eat them together, there is no need to pick them out specially." Zhang Jiu must have made up his mind that when the zongzi is cooked, he will steal two of them The zongzi made by the little princess is going to give away.

As for his own, it is better to keep them for their own family to eat.

Wei Da looked at the zongzi he made, and compared the zongzi made by Zhang Jiu. He was very satisfied with the zongzi he made, so he didn't want to change it with Zhang Jiu!

On such occasions, Chef Fat is in charge of commanding and directing, and the dumplings wrapped in a pair of chubby hands are fast and beautiful.Fat Chef is very passionate about making all kinds of delicious things, and he puts it into action.

Therefore, all kinds of delicious food can be produced from time to time in the palace, which has a lot to do with the fact that there is a delicious chef in the palace who is willing to think about it.