BT Western Han Dynasty Picking Chrysanthemums

I wanted to talk to Mrs. Wei, so I stopped bothering, put the chopsticks in my hand on the table, got up and said: "My son is fine, I am relieved, General, we will go back first. "

"Let's go," said Mrs. Wei, "won't you stay any longer?"

"Are you still going to invite us to dinner?" Li Guang asked Mrs. Wei with a smile.

Mrs. Wei hurriedly shook her head, subconsciously, this person was still a miser.

"Let's go," Mr. Li waved his hand, calling for Li Gan and his group to follow him.

Wei Qing hurriedly walked up to the old man, and said: "Old General, you came to see Mrs. Wei, and you have prepared a heavy gift, Qing is really sorry."

Heavy gift?Mrs. Wei's ears stiffened immediately, why didn't he see it?

Li Guang smiled at Wei Qing: "A little thought is for my wife and son, the general doesn't need to be polite with this old man."

Mrs. Wei came up and said, "Master, where is the gift?"

Wei Qing pushed Wei's husband aside with a bang.

Li Guang shook his head and led Li Gan and his group away.

Before Li Gan left, he whispered in Mrs. Wei's ear, "Now that the court is preparing for battle, don't make trouble anymore. Hurry up and heal your injuries. Otherwise, what kind of battlefield are you going to fight?"

Wei Wei gave Li Gan a hug and expressed his gratitude, "It's a brother!"

Li Gan said: "Good brother, don't see anyone outside."

Mrs. Wei stood in front of the door, watching Li Guang, Li Gan and his group walked away.Mrs. Wei knew that the imperial court was preparing for war, so he was not in a hurry. Who knew when Liu Yezhu was going to send troops, but Mrs. Wei looked down at himself. Running in front of me twice in a row is too embarrassing!

After Wei Qing saw off Li Guang and the others, when he came back, Mrs. Wei was already on the bed, and an imperial doctor was attending to Mrs. Wei's injuries.Wei Qing stood in front of the bed, glanced at the wound on Mrs. Wei's back, and asked the imperial physician, "How is it?"

The imperial physician said: "Your Majesty, this time, you must take care of your life, and don't make any further moves."

Mrs. Wei lay down on the bed and said, "Whoever made the young master move this time, the young master will not move."

The imperial physician wanted to laugh, but looked at Wei Qing who was looking heavy, but didn't dare to laugh.

Wei Qing said: "Master Lao will worry about the dog."

The imperial physician kept saying that he didn't dare, and wanted to put on the clothes for Mrs. Wei.

"I'll do it," Wei Qing took the imperial physician's hand.

The imperial physician did not bother the father and son, but went out and ordered someone to make medicine for Mrs. Wei;

"Father, what did Mr. Li give me?" Mrs. Wei still remembered this, and asked Wei Qing after seeing the imperial doctor.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to bring it to you in a while," Wei Qing said, "The old general loves you very much, and all the gifts he sent you are good gifts."

Mrs. Wei rolled her eyes with a smile and said, "Is that very valuable?"

"Yes," Wei Qing responded with a glance, and reached out to touch Mrs. Wei's injured left shoulder.

Wei Wei took a deep breath.

Wei Qing hurriedly said, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Wei Wei gasped, the life without anesthetics is hard.

"Fortunately, the bone is not broken," Wei Qing said, "otherwise I don't know how long I will be raised."

Mrs. Wei said: "If the bone is broken, you can pick it up. When it grows up, you can do whatever you want."

"That's nonsense again," Wei Qing said, "If it grows back after it's cut off, you'll still get sick. Don't take it lightly."

Mrs. Wei thought about it, yes, this is the Western Han Dynasty, and the level of medicine is there.

"My husband, don't blame me," there were only father and son in the room now, Mrs. Wei stopped talking nonsense, and Wei Qing wanted to talk to Mrs. Wei.

"Why should I blame you?" Mrs. Wei asked puzzled.

"The rise and fall of our Wei family is all tied to the crown prince, so father..."

"Oh," Mrs. Wei interrupted Wei Qing, "I know about this, and I didn't hurt the prince a little bit, isn't that okay? Dad, don't miss me, isn't he just frightened? He was just astonished."

"You've done a good job." Seeing that Mrs. Wei still couldn't understand what he said, Wei Qing couldn't help but smile helplessly, and said, "Father just feels sorry for you, and doesn't mean to blame you."

"I'm sorry?" Mrs. Wei turned her head to look at Wei Qing in surprise. Does this person know that he is sorry?

"Fortunately, you're fine." Wei Qing looked at the injury on Wei's back again, frowning into a pimple, the injury hurt him just looking at it, it's hard to see that Wei's face didn't feel uncomfortable at all. .

"Are you still expecting something to happen to me?" Mrs. Wei put on her clothes by herself, "Father, you said that I am invincible in the world. This little injury is just a drizzle."

"drizzle?"

"It's just not worth mentioning."

"I'm sorry," Wei Qing touched Mrs. Wei's face. Just now in Han's residence, Han said that he had a good meal with a gun and a stick. Wei Qing didn't feel uncomfortable, but now Mrs. Wei didn't care, but Wei Qing was sad. up.

"Then let's have a nice one," Mrs. Wei never misses an opportunity to be close to a beauty. Although this is his father, he is also a beauty.

Wei Qing smiled, not doubting him, and kissed Mrs. Wei on the forehead. ;

BT The Story of Picking Chrysanthemums in the Western Han Dynasty Volume 200 [-] Serious Events

He was injured all over because of Liu's fake sister, but seeing Xiao Han again, he got a valuable gift from Mr. Li and a kiss from his father. Mrs. Wei felt that this time was worth it. up.Mrs. Wei, who was in a good mood, quickly forgot about the assassination of the Huns this time, including Uganda, which made his teeth itch when he thought about it.

Wei Qing, like the people in Wei's mansion, was relieved that Mrs. Wei could rest at home and recuperate from her injuries.

But after the old man went out this time, he never went back to Weifu.Wei Qing had people search the inside and outside of Chang'an City, but they couldn't find the old man;

"There's no need to look for him, he's gone," Wei's wife told Wei Qing not to look any more after the old immortal had disappeared for three days.

"How do you know he's gone?" Wei Qing asked Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei sighed, "If you don't come back for three days, this old bastard must have gone blind again."

"Are you sure?" Wei Qing still didn't quite believe it.

"Father, you don't understand the creatures of the rivers and lakes," Mrs. Wei said in a low mood: "They can't stay in one place for long. I originally used Qinghuan to keep him, but Cousin Huo took his job. We here There's nothing left to keep the old man."

Wei Qing sat on Mrs. Wei's bed and said, "Then where will he go?"

"He is free, he can go wherever he wants," Wei and his wife suddenly felt envious of the old man, "I hope this old man can still think of me from time to time, and come back to see me."

"You were raised by him," Wei Qing comforted seeing Mrs. Wei like this, "He won't leave you alone, and he will definitely come back."

"I didn't see him when I came back!" Wei Wei changed his face again in a blink of an eye, and said, "If he comes back, I will break his leg and let him try again!"

Wei Qing pinched his son's face, this son can think about it on his own, so he doesn't need to persuade him.

The old man left, and Mrs. Wei's mood was depressed for several days. What his father said was right, he was raised by this old man. Now that the old man wants to leave, he doesn't even tell him Well, the whereabouts of this old thing has always been erratic, and when they will meet again next time, it really depends on fate.

Mrs. Wei lay on the bed for half a month. This time Liu Ju did not appear again. The news from the palace was that the Empress Wei Zifu would not let Liu Ju go out of the palace this time without incident. Mrs. Wei agreed with Zifu's decision with both hands and feet, and would like to praise Wei Zifu for his wisdom.

Turning around, it was the summer of this year, and Mrs. Wei stayed in the mansion to recuperate from his injuries for a month.

Wei Qing came back to the mansion this day, and as soon as he entered the house, he was called to the inner hall of the backyard by the big maid next to Mrs. Wei.

"Your son has hit the iron again!" The old lady Wei said to Wei Qing in a panic when she saw Wei Qing: "Go and see, he has been honest for a month!"

Wei Qing decided that Mrs. and Mrs. Wei would forge iron, and his brain ached immediately, and he asked, "Where does he forge iron?"

"He's in his own yard," the old lady Wei said, "don't talk to me anymore, go and have a look. He also asked Coke to go outside, and found some blacksmiths for him. I advise you Don't move him, you go," Mrs. Wei still panics when she thinks about Mrs. Wei's iron frying the last time.

Wei Qing went to Mrs. Wei's courtyard in a hurry, thinking that this time, no matter what, Mrs. Wei couldn't let Mrs. Wei hit any more troublesome irons.

Mrs. Wei was sitting in the yard, with pots and pans in front of him, and a lot of soil piled up under his feet.

Wei Qing felt dizzy after entering the yard. The flowers and plants in Wei's yard were gone. What Wei Qing saw was the scene of forging blacksmiths in full swing. Here, a young master who could still be seen was hospitalized and turned into a blacksmith. work shed.

Coke was standing next to Mrs. Wei at this time, watching Mrs. Wei pouring the soil in the bowl up and down, and seeing Wei Qing enter the courtyard, he quickly touched Mrs. Wei and said, "The general is back;

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Mrs. and Mrs. Wei raised his head and saw that his father had arrived, so he raised a smiling face and called Wei Qing, "Dad, you came back early today."

Wei Qing walked in front of Mrs. Wei in a few steps, his face turned blue, "Are you going to strike again?"

Mrs. Wei asked Wei Qing to watch the craftsmen who were forging iron, and said, "I won't work on the stove this time, and nothing will happen."

Wei Qing said: "Where can they go to forge iron, but in your yard?" Wei Qing pointed to the pile of things in front of Mrs. Wei and said, "What are you doing?"

"Oh," said Mrs. Wei, "I'm refining something to add to molten iron."

"You," Wei Qing said, "can you also do Taoist work?"

Mrs. Wei wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was refining rare earths, not the same as Taoist alchemy.