Needless to say, Gongsun Yan also knew that it was the family in the west wing who was causing trouble again.
I had just been suffocated by blood in the room, and had just taken a breath of fresh air in the yard to dissipate the stuffy heat around my body, and then I came here again.
Gongsun Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, she wanted to see what happened over there.
She stepped forward, and Zhang Zhang, who was standing next to her, immediately followed with two guards.
When passing by the garden, Gongsun Yan did not see Alan or the child.
It doesn't take much time to go from the east wing to the west wing.
From a long distance away, Gongsun Yan could hear the young and old crying and huddled together at the door of the wing.
A young man was squatting outside the crowd, turning his head to one side, and sighing in anger or resentment from time to time.
Zhou Xing and Alan were both standing outside the door of the west wing. The old woman outside the door earlier, with bruises on her forehead, was crying on the ground.
Several men and women gathered around helplessly, and two young boys were so frightened that they cried.
On the ground was a broken pottery bowl, a pool of dark brown liquid spilled out, and there were some strange meat-like objects in the liquid.
Before Gongsun Yan even got close, he smelled a strong fishy smell, and the source of the smell was the pool of liquid on the ground.
"Madam." Seeing her coming, Alan and Zhou Xing both bowed.
I don't know whether it was because Gongsun Yan came, or because Gongsun Yan had a straight face behind him.
The old woman's cry stopped suddenly, and the crying children were also covered by adults.
"What's the fuss about?" Gongsun Yan asked Alan.
Alan glanced at the kind old woman bitterly and said, "This old woman insists on feeding a pregnant woman some soup to pray for a baby."
"The doctor refused to let her go, so she kept twisting her. In the push and shove, she spilled the soup for begging for a child, and she kept crying."
Looking for soup?
Gongsun Yan looked at the broken pottery bowl on the ground again. The black pieces of meat there looked suspicious.
It seemed that it was because Gongsun Yan didn't look angry when he looked at the bowl on the ground.
The old woman who had been kneeling on the ground turned around and kowtowed towards Gongsun Yan again.
"Ms. Yan, that's the medicine for childbirth that I worked so hard to ask Wu Zhu for."
"My second son, the first six are all daughters. This time Wu Zhu finally said that he has the appearance of a male fetus, so I worked hard to get this flavor of Qiuzi Tang."
"Old woman, I have no intention of disobeying your order. I just want my daughter-in-law to drink the medicine, give birth to a son, and carry on the family line for my son."
So does your family have a throne to inherit?
Gongsun Yan suppressed it hard before swallowing this rebellious remark. Such words could not be said in public in this era.
She said nothing, and her eyes swept over the ragged people beside the old woman.
Lone Bamboo has not been affected by war for several years. Although it still suffers from natural disasters, last year Zhou Xing reduced the rent, and everyone in the village is still getting along.
Behind this old woman were several men, women and children, all of whom were skinny and emaciated.
The first six daughters?
Gongsun Yan's expression turned completely cold. These children were all boys, not girls!
Where did the girls go?
Gongsun Yan felt like his whole body was getting cold just thinking about it.
Six!
And there are people who are engaging in obscene rituals on her territory.
This is very good.
"What's in this Qiuzi soup?" Gongsun Yan was furious in his heart, but nothing showed on his face.
"Yes...yes..." The old woman hesitated, not knowing whether she should reveal the secret recipe she had obtained from Wu Zhu.
Carefully spying on Gongsun Yan's expression from bottom to top, she thought to herself that it was rumored in the village that Lady Yan was the most kind-hearted. Perhaps she had said that Lady Yan could order someone to cook another portion for her?
In the past, she was frightened and did not dare to speak loudly even when she saw the manager. However, whenever she thought of her grandson, she gained infinite courage.
The second son must have a son!
"It's honeycomb neutrons, dog's yin, and some other things, dried in the sun and then boiled."
Bee hive neutrons are probably the things next to bee pupae and dog vaginas.
Gongsun Yan moved his steps away from the suspicious piece of meat in the bowl.
Seeing her like this, Alan hurriedly ordered the maid to clean it.
"This recipe is quite new."
Because Gongsun Yan didn't show any anger, the old woman was happy and heard Gongsun Yan ask again: "Didn't you say there are six more daughters in front of you? Why are they not here?"
When asked this question, even this old woman who was thinking about her grandson didn't dare to be honest. She just hesitated and said that she had no support at all.
A good one has no way to support himself.
Gongsun Yan couldn't help but sneered: "Anyuan, take someone down with you."
"I would like to hear what she is hiding."
Gongsun Yan's words made the old woman and the family members behind her change their expressions. The old woman suddenly collapsed and sweat broke out on her forehead.
The young man who had been squatting dejectedly under the verandah suddenly stood up.
He looked anxious and angry, but he didn't take a step forward.
Seeing him standing up suddenly and stepping forward Zhang Zhang, the young man didn't dare to look at Zhang Zhang, so he squatted down again and lowered his head.
Such a scene is simply absurd in Gongsun Yan's eyes.
This old woman tried her best to protect the patriarchal male in the family, but she had to end up like this. I wonder if she would regret it?
Gongsun Yan looked at the old woman again and said, yes, she will not regret it.
Zhang Zhu was a person with strong execution ability. He immediately nodded to the guards in the courtyard and took the old woman aside alone.
Worried that these people would have evil intentions if they stayed behind, they took the whole family into a small room next to the door and put them under control.
This short episode passed in a flash, and the broken bowls on the floor had been cleaned up, leaving only a puddle of marks and a fishy smell.
Gongsun Yan collected his emotions and pushed open the west wing door.
A burst of extremely complex flavors greeted me.
The smell of herbs, blood, and sweat...
"Ms. Yan." But it was Midwife Li who rushed over from the east wing and followed Gongsun Yan and Alan into the room.
"Aren't you afraid of Alan?" Gongsun Yan asked Alan.
Alan shook his head firmly, "My wife is here, what should I be afraid of?"
Gongsun Yan chuckled, took Alan and Midwife Li into the house, and closed the door.
There were also a few servants in the room, but they were all crowded behind the screen, not as comfortable as they were in the east wing.
When he walked around the screen, Gongsun Yan immediately understood the reason.
A young scribe was in the house.
The skinny mother lay naked on her back on the mat, with her legs bent and several silver needles stuck in her body.
Such a scene made even Gongsun Yan feel a little awkward in his heart for a moment.
However, she quickly pushed this feeling out of her mind. She did not see a trace of frivolity or joking in this young man wearing a white robe.
He rolled up his sleeves and knelt down beside the mat, with a basin for washing his hands beside him.
He was taking the mother's pulse with a serious look on her face.
With just one glance, Gongsun Yan could recognize his profession.
She had only seen this kind of attitude that all living beings were equal and were just pigs. She had only seen it in doctors.
