Zhaojun's open life

"Ma'am, you are here." The porridge shed is under the management of Mrs. Han recently, and Lan Gui and Lan Fang are taking care of the affairs of the mansion for the time being.

"Well, it's been hard work. After this busy period is over, I'll let you rest at home for a few days." Although the original world in Zhaojun's memory is ancient, after her death, her soul has been guarding the edge of her tomb.

There are incense offerings, and people who come to worship her from all dynasties after death can be seen.Literary giants, military generals, kings, and ordinary people of all dynasties.

Especially the tourists of later generations, following them, she knows that society is developing.The torrent of history pushes people forward.

She followed the tourists and heard some new things they said, such as time travel back to ancient times, rebirth and so on.She didn't understand before, but since she traveled through time, she understood what it meant.

She has traveled through many lives, and she still has the traditional ideas left by the first life in her bones, as well as the new ideas under the modern civilization of the later generations.

All the servants in her house have enough time to rest, one day off every six days, and come in rotation.

They have worked hard on the porridge, and they should have a good rest alone for a few days.

The servants who gave the porridge heard Zhaojun's words, and immediately said happily, "Thank you madam, it's not hard."

Chunzhu, Lihua, Liping, and Liru got off the station and began to get busy, replacing a few people and letting them rest first.Can be rotated.

There was still noise not far away, Zhaojun sat aside and watched quietly.Originally, she wouldn't care about this matter, but things backfired. Some people might not see her clean and comfortable.

She was talking with everyone Han, but she didn't notice that a person came out of the encirclement outside, a handsome middle-aged woman came out, and knelt down behind Zhaojun with a "plop", "Good-hearted lady, please help my family. Help my family?"

Kneeling down in public was trying to force her to meddle in her own business.Zhaojun hates this kind of person the most, he looks good, why is he like this?Annoyed, Zhaojun is very annoyed at this moment, very annoyed by this gentle and handsome woman.

There are quite a lot of eyes.

The corner of the skirt was pulled, Zhaojun pulled it hard, and pulled back the corner of his skirt from the delicate woman's loose hand.

Looking down at the woman, he asked softly and softly, "What's the matter, tell me slowly, what happened?"

The softer her tone became, the surrounding servants of the uncle's mansion all took a few steps back in shock.The madam is angry, and whenever the madam is angry, she always looks like this, not noisy, smiling like a good old man.

It's just that the delicate woman kneeling on the ground didn't know and thought she had succeeded.

She would not let her father-in-law and mother-in-law spend the last little money in the family to treat the little girl from the fourth family's family, because the disease could not be cured at first glance.Even if it is cured, the family's money will probably have been spent long ago, and it will also lead to famine.

Just now she saw this lady in silk and satin getting out of the carriage. When she got off the carriage, the steward of the porridge shed immediately ran over obsequiously.

She looked through the gap between the crowd, and looked at the clothes worn by the lady in front of her. She was lucky enough to see a small piece of ice silk silk at her natal cousin's house, which was left over from embroidery for the grandma of a wealthy family. a small piece.

Ice pattern silk is generally the main fabric for summer clothes of rich families. I heard that wearing ice pattern silk makes the whole body cool and silky, and rich families like to use ice pattern silk to make summer shirts.

It's just that the production of ice weaving silk is small, and there are not many big families who can afford it.

My cousin was lucky enough to embroider for the grandma of a rich family because of a coincidence, and there was only a small piece of leftover material left.

Since it was a rich family, she would not be stingy when she came to ask her to help her, and she would not refuse herself in front of everyone for a few taels or tens of taels of money.

The delicate woman had a good plan and played well, but she didn't think that Zhaojun was not a good person, nor a person who cared too much about his reputation.

Fame is all you want, and there are many kinds of fame, but it depends on whether you want to make yourself unhappy for some unnecessary fame.

She will not allow herself to be unhappy with strangers.

Master Han dragged a chair, Zhaojun took advantage of the situation and sat down, just looked at the delicate woman who was still kneeling on the ground, and looked up at Master Han.

Everyone Han nodded and bent over to support him?Qingxiu woman, "Okay, let's talk about something when we get up. My wife just came here, and there are things about your family.

The madam doesn't know anything, no matter what, we have to let our madam know what happened to your family?

How should the matter be solved, no, can't just rely on your one or two sentences, and help me blindly, can't I? "

Most of the people Han has come into contact with now are the wives, wives and grandmas of Beppu. Their horizons are broadened, and their tongues are sharper than before.

Dealing with the delicate woman in front of him was a piece of cake.

Many of the melon-eating crowd who saw the delicate woman came out, as well as the Ke family, looked at the delicate woman expectantly.

Zhaojun's eyes were sharp, and he saw five people kneeling on the ground at a glance, two adults and three children, two boys and one girl, and the man kneeling on the ground was holding a four or five-year-old girl in his arms.

Sick, with drooping head, not looking well.

"Chunzhu." Zhaojun called out to the servant girl.

"Hey, here we come." Chunzhu reacted quickly, and immediately turned around and came to Zhaojun's side. "What are your orders, madam?"

"Look over there, the little girl has been being hugged all the time, and I took Mr. Qin to see what's going on. Take a look first, if the condition is not urgent, don't rush to deal with it.

Come back and report first. "

"Yes, servant girl is going right away." Chunzhu trotted to Lao Qin's medicine shop not far away.

The clinic has been withdrawn, and because of the early discovery in Beijing, the plague has been brought under control and basically cured.

Mr. Qin's shop is near the city wall in the city, the closest place to the porridge shed.

Soon, Chunzhu trotted over with Old Doctor Qin and the little Yaotong.

Here, Zhaojun already knew the ins and outs of the matter.

The thing is very simple, a big family, the old man and the old lady have five sons in total.Fleeing from a small village near the northwest edge.

After working hard all the way with the people in the village, I finally reached the capital, but the little girl in the fourth family's family had an accident (as for how it happened, I didn't say it.), and kowtowed her head.

Zhaojun's direction was that he couldn't see the little girl's head clearly, so he didn't find the little girl's covered head.

The family of the fourth child who had the accident must not be favored and have no status in the family.Look at the heartbroken old man and the old lady, they have no mercy for the kneeling fourth child's family.

The delicate woman who ran over and knelt down was the eldest daughter-in-law of the family.At first glance, it is a person with more eyes than a sieve, and his eyeballs are squinting around.

After checking the little girl, Mr. Qin wrote a long diagnosis and prescription, and handed it to Chunzhu, "Miss Chunzhu, take a look."

Chunzhu can read and write, and the maids and servants in the uncle's mansion have to learn to read simple characters.

Chunzhu held the prescription and whispered a few words in Zhaojun's ear.

Zhaojun understood, and said to the pretty woman who was already sitting not far away, "Mr. Zhu, I know the situation, but I am not a good person.

It's not that if someone bumps into you and asks for help, you can help. If you want me to help, you need to pay a price.

Otherwise, the victims will all watch and come begging for help, even if I have a lot of money, I can't help. "

The delicate woman lowered her eyelids, rubbed her hands nervously, and wanted to say something, but she hesitated so pitifully that it made everyone's heart ache.

The husband-in-law of a handsome woman from a distance came over, dressed in an old green shirt that only scholars would wear, with his back straight, and bowed, "Ma'am, my wife has nothing to do with you, and I will give you a favor on her behalf." You pay no.

I also hope you will forgive me, my fourth brother is an ordinary countryman, and he has no valuables.The niece in the family kowtowed, but on the way to escape from the famine, the family savings had long been exhausted.

Now I really don't have the money to treat my little niece, Zhuo Jing really has no choice but to feel sorry for my little niece, so I ran into you nobleman, please forgive her for the sake of caring for my niece. "

Scholars are different, there is a needle in the words.Listen, how well said.There are several layers of meaning in the words, making the people around watching nod frequently, and discussing:

【That's right, it's not bad for an aunt to do this.】

【It's not easy these days, how much money can those fleeing famine have】

【It’s good for those fleeing famine to save their lives】

【Yes, I hope this noble person can help this family】

Zhaojun: ...

Deceived people, don't know how insidious some people are in private.For example, the middle-aged scholar couple in front of them.

After listening to the scholar in green shirt, Zhaojun stood up with a smile, and then looked directly at the handsome woman who stood up tremblingly, "You couple are really nice.

You are very considerate of others, so why don't you persuade your parents to take out the hidden money to treat your little niece's injury.But come to me an outsider.

Why do you want to use these people outside to oppress me, so that you can be good people without spending money, and you can get a reputation of benevolence and righteousness without the favor of your fourth brother's family? "

Zhaojun gave the couple a funny look, and then walked in front of the sloppy old man and old lady.

Look at them, look at the little girl being hugged by the man, and then ask, "Who can make the decision in your family?"

The old man who has been touching a tobacco rod made of red sour wood, he is strong in front of his children and grandchildren, at this time his chapped lips full of dead skin trembled slightly, and he stammered, "Ma'am, I can make the decision." .”

He is a coward, in a capital full of nobles, how dare he be arrogant, he is very timid.It was already the second day when they arrived in the capital.

The porridge shed in front of my eyes has been serving porridge here yesterday. I heard from other people who have escaped from the disaster that this porridge shed has been distributing porridge from the very beginning until now.

Serving porridge twice a day has never stopped.There used to be clinics, but they were withdrawn after the plague broke out.

Now there are doctors in Shili Pavilion near the gate of the capital to test the bodies of the victims, and those who have the plague cannot go to the gate of the city.

Everyone has to be quarantined, and if they have any symptoms, they have to live in the isolation shed over there for ten and a half months.