Married Thrice to Salted Fish

After receiving the emperor's oral order, Lin Qingyu stopped delaying, and started packing his things when he returned to the Hou's Mansion, preparing to formally draw a line with Nan'an Hou's Mansion.

When he married in, he only brought clothes, medical books, and a happy pupil, and he just took these away when he left.The rest is the family property he and that person robbed together: the silver is stored in the bank and exchanged for bank notes; the antique calligraphy and painting, the field shop, the house title deed, and the dowry left by the Wen family are all taken away.

Several stewards have been counting for most of the day and haven't finished counting. There are too many things.Lin Qingyu watched the clerk packing things in boxes, and felt a tinge of revenge in his heart.

Of course he doesn't need so much money.Neither of his parents are extravagant people, and he himself doesn't have much need for money.But he would rather give the money to the beggars on the side of the road than leave it to the Nan'an Hou Mansion.

These family properties were given to him by that person, so why didn't he take them.

Mrs. Pan has been working for Lin Qingyu, and has been in charge of the family for so long, so she is naturally aware of the family property.She saw that the Blue Wind Pavilion was almost evacuated, and more than half of the things in the warehouse were missing, but she remained silent all the time.At this moment, the Lu family's population has withered, and the incense has been cut off. There is only one decent master left in the huge Marquis Mansion, the Marquis of Nan'an. No matter how much money there is, it is of no use.She had dismissed the servants who had served Mrs. Liang and her children before, and it would not cost much money to support the rest.After all, Lin Qingyu didn't evacuate the Hou's mansion, and left some fields and shops for them. Even relying on these, it is enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

On the day Lin Qingyu left, Mrs. Pan specially went to Lanfeng Pavilion to see him off.

"Young Master... No, I should call you Imperial Physician Lin." Pan smiled gently, "I wish Imperial Physician Lin all the best in the future, and become a famous doctor who can help the world just like the judgment of Lin Yuan."

This may be difficult.With his vengeance and narrow-mindedness, how could he become a person like his father.

"Thank you." Lin Qingyu said, "I let Zhang Shiquan stay in the Hou Mansion. He is a useful person. If you don't dislike him, you can let him continue to help with the housework."

Even if he left, he still wanted to keep his hand in Nan'anhou's mansion.The Marquis of Nan'an has served the emperor for many years, so he may still be of value.

Perhaps Pan could see his deep meaning, but he didn't ask a word, just nodded his head and said hello.

Pan is an obedient and smart person, and Lin Qingyu does not dislike working with such a person.He saw that Mrs. Pan had lost a lot of weight, and there were a few wrinkles around her eyes, so it was rare for him to say a few more words to her: "I remember, you were sold into the Hou's Mansion back then?"

Pan Shi said: "Yes. When my mother left, I was left alone. Even if I didn't enter the Marquis's Mansion as a concubine, I would go to a rich family as a slave."

"If you also want to leave the Hou Mansion, I can help you find a way."

Pan was taken aback, and tightened the silk handkerchief in his hand.

Seeing that she didn't agree immediately, Lin Qingyu almost knew the answer: "Or, do you want to continue guarding Nan'anhou?"

"I..." Pan sighed faintly, "I have been in the Hou Mansion for more than ten years, and this is my home. If I leave home, where else can I go."

Lin Qingyu said: "Since I help you leave the mansion, I won't make your life worse in the future than it is now."

Mrs. Pan shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I am deeply grateful for Imperial Physician Lin's kindness. It's just that Lord Hou is my husband after all. How can a woman leave her husband?"

Lin Qingyu disagreed: "There is no one who can't live without someone, and no one can't live without someone." He glanced in the direction of the enshrining tablet, and said indifferently, "Just get used to it."

Just like he is living well now.

Pan didn't want to leave, but Hualu knelt down and begged Lin Qingyu to take her away.The flower dew was originally a maidservant given to Lu Wancheng by Wen Guogong, and she had no affection for Nan'an Houfu.Lin Qingyu's original intention was to let her return to the Duke's mansion, but she wanted to stay with Lin Qingyu more.

"Before the young master left, the young master was the one who worried the most. Hualu promised the young master to serve the young master wholeheartedly, and urge the young master to eat well and sleep well after he left." Hualu's eyes were red. With tears in his eyes, "I beg the young master to take the dew with me!"

Lin Qingyu chuckled softly: "Is that what he said?"

The person surnamed Jiang thought that once he left, he wouldn't eat and sleep well.It's too much to think highly of yourself.

Hualu nodded: "Young Master, just accept Hualu!"

Lin Qingyu said: "Tomorrow, I will send someone to the Duke's Mansion to get your contract of sale."

Hualu was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, Shaojun!"

"You have become a member of the Lin family, so you don't need to call me 'Young Master' in the future."

Hua Lu nodded like a pounding garlic: "Thank you, young master!"

Before leaving, Lin Qingyu finally gave Nan'an Hou a little face, and went to ask to see him goodbye in person, but Nan'an Hou didn't want to see him.

When Lin Qingyu married into the Marquis Mansion last year, Marquis Nan'an was still the Holy Majesty's right-hand man, in charge of the entire household department, what a sight it was.It's only been a year now, and he has become a useless person with white hair and a dead heart. He doesn't even know that his family property has been emptied.But even if he knew, so what.

In the end, Lin Qingyu went to the Lu family's ancestral hall and put six sticks of incense on Lu Wancheng.Three of the pillars were placed by him instead of that person.

After finishing these, Lin Qingyu left Nan'anhou Mansion with dozens of cars of property, a bunk bed, and that person's memorial tablet.

Walking out of the gate, he turned around and glanced at the solemn and solemn vermilion gate of Hou Mansion, and the word "Lu Mansion" hanging above it.

I don't know if Liang's madness, Marquis of Nan'an would regret marrying him when he was recovering from his illness; before Lu Qiaosong's death, would Lu Niantao regret humiliating him when he stayed alone in the empty room every night.

Regret is right, he likes to see people who have offended him cry bitterly, regretting the way they were at the beginning.

After leaving Hou Mansion, Lin Qingyu did not return to Lin Mansion.In the eyes of others, the young Marquis of Nan'an had died less than three months before his bones were cold. His husband and wife had asked to leave the mansion.With such disregard for etiquette, he is not afraid of being found by his deceased husband who died of illness in the middle of the night.

Rumors about men's and wives' misfortune are intensifying in Beijing. Lin Qingyu may not care about the rumors, but he still has to think about his parents and younger brothers after all.Even though Mother Lin wanted him to go back to the Lin Mansion, he still refused.

Long before going south, he asked Zhang Shiquan to buy him a three-entry house in Beijing.It's not a big house, but it's enough for him to live alone.The house is not too far away from the Imperial Palace and the Lin Mansion, everything has been tidied up, and it is just waiting for the master to move in.The servants were all selected by Zhang Shiquan himself. To be honest, they are less able to work and have a clean background.As soon as Lin Qingyu entered the door, the butler led them and shouted in unison: "Welcome the master back home!"

Lin Qingyu: "...Master?"

Huan Tong burst out laughing: "The young master is only nineteen after the new year, why do you call him the master, you call him old."

The housekeeper smiled and explained: "Master has separated the family, he is the head of the family in this mansion, so naturally he is the master."

"Don't call me like that." Lin Qingyu said, "It's the same as before."

Only then did the servant change his words: "Yes, young master."

Lin Qingyu enshrined Jiang's memorial tablet in the mourning hall, ordered his servants to look after it, and kept burning incense every morning, noon and evening.People walked in and out, busy packing things.It doesn't matter about the others, he has to clean up the study and pharmacy by himself.

Lin Qingyu put the books he brought into the bookshelf one by one, and Huantong came to him and asked him, "Master, where do you put the bunk bed?"

Lin Qingyu thought for a while: "Just put it in the study."

If he doesn't want to go back to the bedroom to sleep in the future, he can spend the night up there.He had never slept in the lower bunk.

At this time, Hua Lu brought in a pot of green bamboo, muttering in her mouth: "It's already March, and it's still snowing..."

"Is it snowing?" Lin Qingyu paused and looked out the window.Sure enough, snowflakes were falling outside.

On the first day of moving, Lin Qingyu tidied up in the study until late at night, so he simply stayed in the study.He was lying on the lower bunk, listening to the indistinct sound of watchdogs in the distance, slowly and fast—it was already four watchdays.

This day passed again.

At the end of last year, that person walked on such a snowy night.Up to now, seventy days have passed.

Lin Qingyu raised his hand and touched the wooden plank on the upper bunk—the surname Jiang told him to sleep well, but how could he sleep on such a snowy night.

If the person surnamed Jiang is still alive, he probably sleeps more soundly than anyone else.

Fortunately, when the snow is over, winter will really be over.

The last snow of this winter fell for three full days.Lin Qingyu was wearing the official uniform of a seventh-rank medical officer, and walked on the snow inside the palace wall.

He was led by a handsome young eunuch.The little eunuch had just been on duty not long ago, and it was the first time he saw such a beautiful imperial physician, and couldn't help but look behind him frequently.

Most of Dayu's official uniforms are dark.This Imperial Physician Lin has a thin stature and an outstanding face. Wearing an indigo official uniform on him, he looks better than the women in the harem.

The two walked away well, when the little eunuch suddenly heard the beautiful imperial physician calling him: "Eunuch."

The little eunuch thought he was discovered by peeking, and said with a guilty conscience, "What orders does Imperial Physician Lin have?"

Lin Qingyu said: "Is the East Palace far from here?"

"Not far." The little eunuch said, "Go forward and turn left, and you will be there after half a stick of incense."

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Thank you, Eunuch."

The little eunuch's cheeks were slightly red: "Doctor Lin is very polite."

Dayu focused on medicine, and the Imperial Medical Office and the Hanlin Academy had equal status, and they were located on the northwest side of the palace. The official office and the palace were only separated by a wall.After the students of the Imperial Medical Office complete their studies, they can pass through this wall and become imperial physicians in the palace.Lin Qingyu skipped this step by relying on a prescription for timing the epidemic, and became a doctor of the seventh rank of the Imperial Hospital.

The little eunuch stopped in his tracks: "Doctor Lin, the imperial hospital is here."

Lin Qingyu looked at the golden words "Tai Hospital", and felt a peace that he never thought of.

He finally came here.

Walking eastward from Taiyuan Hospital for a stick of incense, you will arrive at the Palace of Qinzheng, where the emperor handles government affairs and takes a temporary rest.At this moment in the Hall of Qinzheng, the emperor is discussing with the ministers and the crown prince about Gu Fuzhou's resignation.

"Gu Fuzhou issued ten memorials in a row, asking me to allow him to return to Beijing immediately, as if staying in Yongliang for one more day would kill him. According to Zhao Mingwei, he didn't sleep most of the night and was still in the account Write a playbook!" The emperor was furious, "This Gu Fuzhou used to cherish words like gold, but now he writes so many words eloquently, what on earth is he trying to do!"

After finishing speaking, the emperor waved his arm and threw all the melodies on the dragon case to the ground.

The minister knelt on the ground: "The emperor calm down."

Xiao Cheng followed and knelt down.The ground was in a mess, and he saw several open playbooks, each page had a sentence written at the end: Please return quickly.