The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

People are carried into the inner room.

In order to serve the new master in the Accord of the other courtyard who hastily prepared, a row of servant girls stood outside the door.They could see how the two of them were hugging each other intimately, but they lowered their heads and no one dared to say anything. They waited for the order to prepare herbal tea before leaving the guest room obediently.

The servants of the He Mansion are naturally not as well-mannered as those in the palace and the palace, and the low-browed and obedient people gather together as soon as they reach the corner of the corridor.Those near the house didn't need to say much, even the cooks far away in the backyard wiped their hands and stretched their ears, waiting to hear first-hand gossip.

"You didn't see it just now, don't mention how much the Prince Jin and the Lord Wan have, I feel ashamed just looking at it..."

"Hush... Keep your voice down, we servants should stop talking about our masters!"

"It's not clear at all, and it's amazing!"

"A servant is a servant, do what you should do honestly, maybe one day someone will pull out your long tongue."

"That's right, but the prince is reasonable no matter what. Don't you want Mr. Yuan to go to see a doctor tonight?"

Speaking of Gongzi Yuan, the maid who hadn't spoken all this time squinted at the surroundings, and dodged around the corner: "Mr. Yuan, Gongzi Yuan, the name is quite interesting, and he is handsome, but...you don't think he is Sometimes it feels weird."

The maid beside her said quickly, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"Look at the eyes of people!" Rubbing the handkerchief in his hand, his expression was a little erratic: "I always feel that he knows everything, just one... It seems that he can see through you with just one glance."

June in Ganzhou has become unstoppably hot without the moisture of rain.The vine leaves by the window are listlessly curled up, and the gorgeous flowers are no longer ostentatious, a listless look detracts from the usual demeanor.

Wan Zixiao lay lazily on her side on the beauty's couch, and sighed while looking at the scenery outside the window: "I used to always say that Jiangnan is good, with green willows, red flowers, clear water, rich fish, delicious wine and beautiful women. After thinking and looking forward to it, it finally came and caught up with This weather is really suffering!"

Han Jing sat beside the couch and took a sip of herbal tea, and said with a smile, "I've never heard you say that you want to come to Jiangnan. But if you really like it, when the weather is better, we will come to Ganzhou again. At that time, I will definitely You have to take a good look at the difference between the green willows and red flowers in Dadu."

Wan Zixiao turned sideways slightly, with the corners of her mouth hanging upwards, and she smiled easily without calculating her guard: "I'm afraid that the prince will be busy dealing with the three ministers and six ministries, so how can he have the time to remember this matter! Come see it by yourself when you have a chance It doesn't look the same."

Han Jing pushed the teacup onto the low cabinet, grabbed the blue-purple wide sleeves, and pressed it up all at once. Wan Zixiao couldn't dodge and was hugged tightly. The scorching heat of Ganzhou made him sweat all over after struggling a little: " Your lord is not too hot to panic?"

The two people who were close together moved away from each other, and Han Jing barely freed up a hand to fan the two of them, and his tone was pretending to be serious: "Zi Yihou! You are passive and sabotage, this time you will be punished to follow me to Ganzhou for a private visit .”

Wan Zixiao's earlobes were red, and it was rare for him to be interested in acting with him, so she intentionally put on a straight face: "Mr. Hun! You are worthy of the late emperor!"

Han Jing bent down to press against Wan Zixiao's forehead, his warm breath was mixed with thin sweat, and his body became sticky in an instant: "Who made you a minister! Since ancient times..."

Before Han Jing finished speaking, he was pushed away by the people on the soft couch. He was still tender and affectionate just now, but in a blink of an eye, Wan Zixiao's face turned cold: "You must have a virtuous minister like Mr. Qi to accompany you!" , the country can prosper and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, it is best for you to stay away from such treacherous villains like me."

Han Jing blinked and was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden change. When Wan Zixiao turned his back with a complex expression, he smiled helplessly, took his hand and said, "Zixiao, you come from a scholarly family, and the Wan family has been a talent for generations. It is your unchanging ideal to be born in a generation, to write books, to educate the people, if not for me, you should be a generation of virtuous ministers. Zi Xiao, I will protect you for the rest of your life..."

Wan Zixiao pulled out her hand, and said coldly: "After a while, that Mr. Yuan will be coming!"

When Gong Ziyuan came in, Han Jing was embracing the beauty on the couch without hesitation, whispering softly with a smile on his lips, but Master Wan, who was known for his sinister and cruelty, seemed a little embarrassed, pushing and sitting up straight.

"Lord Jin, Lord Wan." Young Master Yuan lowered his head slightly, arched his hands, his drooping hair blocked his eyes, blurring his expression.

Han Jing didn't look at him, and pinched Wan Zixiao's cheek with a smile: "Look, don't you look so similar to him? Especially the eyes..."

"Where does it look like!" Wan Zixiao opened Han Jing's hand, curled her lips in disgust: "You said that this handsome young man looks like a treacherous villain like me, be careful that he will go away with a flick of his sleeve, and he won't be able to come back even after chasing him !"

Gong Ziyuan smiled and said, "Your Majesty Anhui conquered the southern border first, and then quelled the troubled people. This is to share the country's worries, so how can you say that you are a villain? In my opinion, you are a well-deserved virtuous and good minister. It is because of the small He admired her so much that he dared to set up an inn in Yu Zuo, to clean up the dust for the prince and Master Wan..."

"It turned out to be you." Wan Zixiao frowned displeasedly: "Young master has a heart, thank you Wan. But these words really hurt me! I know what reputation Wan Zixiao has for corrupting the law and framing Zhongliang. .”

Gong Ziyuan shook his head: "Your Majesty Wan's words are wrong. It is widely said that Master Wan is corrupt and perverts the law, but who has ever seen Master Wan accepting jade and treasures and spending a lot of money; the so-called framing of Zhongliang is nothing more than a small Wutong county magistrate. Zhou Ming's incorruptibility only benefits the people of one side, but the pacification of southern borders is an eternal achievement of stabilizing rivers and mountains."

Wan Zixiao raised the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer: "The one who pacified the southern border is the Prince of Jin! Gong Ziyuan, you need to practice your flattering skills."

Gong Ziyuan was not embarrassed, but asked instead: "It is definitely not the work of one person to pacify the southern border. Could it be that Mr. Wan was not born and died? Every sentence that Gong Ziyuan said is heartfelt, so how can you flatter me?"

Wan Zixiao's face turned cold: "Young master is invited to see a doctor today, not to listen to your lecture."

Gong Ziyuan took a step forward, stared at Han Jing and said, "My lord, Lord Wan, I just went to see a doctor while Lord Wan was talking. Lord Wan's illness is not serious and can be cured with a single dose of medicine."

"Oh?" Han Jing was aroused: "You don't need to check the pulse or ask about the medical history, you can find the crux of the matter just by talking, you are really good at it, Gong Ziyuan."

Gong Ziyuan unfolded the paper fan in his hand, lifted the wolf hair on the table, and within a moment wrote the prescription and presented it to Han Jing.

Han Jing held his fan and looked carefully, with a serious face, but Mr. Wan glanced at it for a few moments and then turned his face away.

"Indigo daisy and cinnabar are a little red, chamaema chamaejasme, comfrey and nine fragrant insects.

Fangji Lianxin Ophiopogon japonicus, Guanzhong Angelica Pulsatilla. "

Qingdai and cinnabar a little red are talking about the one-in-a-million beauties, and Wolfbane Zicao knows exactly who it is referring to.

Nine-scented insects feed on the sap of stems and leaves of crops in spring and summer. When they accidentally touch it, they emit a strange and unpleasant gas, which makes people stay away, so they fall into the name of "stinky board insects". notoriety.

Fangji has a calming Qi, and its taste is pungent and stimulating, but it can clear away evil spirits;

"Wu Pu Materia Medica" records that the leaves are green and yellow, facing each other, the stems are black and hairy, and they are not dead in winter and summer. They are white in April and black in July.

Danggui, Danggui, to obtain means to return as soon as possible, and then to connect it with Pulsatilla means that the meaning is clear—don’t wait until the bald head suddenly thinks about returning.

The twelve herbs are mixed with cold and heat, and in the eyes of ordinary doctors, this cannot be called a prescription at all, but it is exactly the crux of it.

Qi Yuanshan is a dusty beauty and a famous talent, while Wan Zixiao is a vicious, ordinary and notorious villain.Tricky and mean, painful and depressing, who has lost all his painstaking efforts, and who has failed whose undying affection...Han Jing felt chills in his heart, if it is too late to talk about angelica after his hair is full of hair, why not just face each other, From Qingsi to Huafa, stay together in winter and summer, never leave.

Han Jing was immersed in just 28 words and couldn't extricate himself, his brows were tangled together, and his eyes, as deep as a millennium's cold pool, were filled with unresolved compassion.

I hate his hesitating and pity-like expression the most, Wan Zixiao narrowed her eyes slightly, put her hand on Han Jing's shoulder and pulled it suddenly, raised her face to face the warmth that could drown him, her breath stagnated, and then turned her face away He sneered and said: "The writing is accurate, this Mr. Yuan has a lot of thoughts!"

Han Jing carefully put away the folding fan, embraced the restless man in his arms, and looked at Gongzi Yuan repeatedly by the dim candlelight. After a long time, he smiled and said, "This time, the king was wrong. So it's not a green bamboo, but a green bamboo snake!"