"Let's wait until you learn Qingyun's Kung Fu." Song Hanzhuo tapped Ye Fuxun's nose lightly, and saw that he yawned delicately, and his eyes were black and blue again, so he reached out and ran him to the bed and said, "
You should rest for a while."
"No, I have to accompany my mother and concubine to offer incense today." After saying that, Ye Fuxun sat up, hugged Song Hanzhuo's arm and said, "As soon as I saw you coming, I wasn't sleepy at all."
During the incense ceremony, Concubine Yue was not surprised to see her son coming. However, Concubine Pingle looked at Song Hanzhuo a few more times. For some reason, Princess Ling'an was particularly excited when she heard that Song Hanzhuo had come to accompany Ye Fuxun to perform incense. She was even more excited than Ye Fuxun.
Xun himself was even more excited and kept peeking at the two of them.
After offering incense, Aunt Zhou and Aunt Ding had already directed the guards to load the car.
Pingle Houfei had to fast at Yuntian Temple for three days and then go back on New Year's Eve. Princess Ling'an had to stay with her. Ye Fuxun took Ye Yili to go to Pinglehoufei to say goodbye. Pinglehoufei took Ye Yili with her.
Princess Ling'an held Ye Fuxun's hand and made an appointment to meet again when she returned to the capital.
Just as he was about to get in the car, Ye Hanliang walked up to Ye Fuxun and said, "Xun'er, my father has something to tell you."
Ye Fuxun's delicate lips curled up slightly, "Prime Minister Ye, you are a one-time prime minister after all, how come you don't understand etiquette?"
Ye Hanliang took a deep breath, did not answer any more questions, and said, "Xun'er, no matter what, I am your father, and you are the daughter of the Ye family, so as a father, I hope you will think more about the Ye family. After all,
A woman's status in her husband's family cannot be separated from her natal family."
"Oh?" Ye Fuxun's face turned cold, his eyes a little cold, "Then what qualifications does Prime Minister Ye have to ask this concubine to think about Ye Mansion?" Ye Fuxun said a word, turned around and got into the carriage, Ye Hanliang
Staying where he was, trembling with anger, he felt more and more that keeping Ye Fuxun was the worst decision. He should have sent her to the west together with her mother.
On the way back to the capital, because there was an extra Song Hanzhuo, Concubine Yue said she wanted to be quiet, so she asked Ye Fuxun and Song Hanzhuo to get into a carriage. Ye Fuxun yawned repeatedly and found a comfortable position in Song Hanzhuo's arms.
After closing her eyes, Song Hanzhuo put one hand on her waist and held the book in the other.
The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of Prince Chen's Mansion. Concubine Yue's carriage drove directly into the palace. Ye Fuxun rubbed his somewhat confused eyes and asked, "Are we here?"
Song Hanzhuo sighed and got out of the car first. Qingruo on the side opened the car curtain. Song Hanzhuo reached out and took Ye Fuxun out and carried him all the way to Bieyige.
Returning to Bieyi Pavilion, Qingqin Qinghua was very happy and hurriedly greeted him. Seeing Song Hanzhuo walking in with Ye Fuxun in his arms, the two of them covered their mouths and smiled, then turned around and opened the curtain.
Turning around, he saw Qingruo holding up the pale Qingyun, hurriedly walked over and asked with concern, "Sister Qingyun, what's going on?"
"She was a little injured." Qingruo replied, and then ordered, "Go and call a doctor quickly. Her old injury has not healed, and she has been hurt again." Qingqin hurriedly called a little maid to call the doctor, and then
Together with Qingruo, he sent Qingyun back to the room.
In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve arrived. According to previous years' practice, Song Hanzhuo would bring his princess to the palace to spend New Year's Eve with Emperor Xuankang and Concubine Yue in the first year of his marriage. However, a certain prince wanted to live a two-person world with the princess, so Emperor Xuankang waved his hand and issued an order.
On the grounds that Princess Chen is unwell, she does not need to enter the palace to celebrate New Year's Eve.
This was Ye Fuxun's first year in Prince Chen's Mansion. Aunt Zhou asked her servants to clean everything inside and out, and even cooked a few dishes herself.
Ye Fuxun and Song Hanzhuo were sitting in the study practicing calligraphy. The housekeeper came in and announced, "Your Majesty, Mr. Ji is here."
Hearing Ji Nanbei's name, Ye Fuxun's eyes lit up, he put down his brush and asked, "Where are you? Please come in quickly." He said that he was about to go out with the housekeeper.
This made a certain prince very unhappy. He stretched out his long arm, grabbed Ye Fuxun by the collar, lifted her up and put her on a chair, and asked, "Why are you happy that Mingting is here?"
"I want to do business with Mr. Ji. My medicine shop still needs a doctor. If I let Mr. Ji go, will there be no patients?"
"Doctor sitting in the hall?" Song Han raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "This is not a medical clinic, so what do you want a doctor sitting in the hall?"
"You don't understand this, right?" Ye Fuxun straightened the clothes that were wrinkled by Song Hanzhao and said, "My medicine is not well-known and has a small scale. In addition, when I was in the hands of Aunt Xie, I sold fake medicines, and my reputation is not good."
It's already very bad. If Mr. Ji is asked to go to my Wancao Hall to be a sitting doctor, the patients will definitely go to the doctor based on his name, and they will naturally sell my medicine and make money. We will split the bill 28%.
Well."
As soon as Ye Fuxun finished speaking, a gentle voice came from outside the door, "Xun'er, you have made a good calculation. I wonder why this 28-point account is 28-shot?"
Ji Nanbei was wearing a white brocade robe with bamboo patterns and walked in with a little smile in his clear eyes. Then he looked at a certain dark-faced prince and said, "Today is New Year's Eve. I wonder if the prince would mind adding another pair to the next one."
Where are the bowls and chopsticks?”
Song Hanzhuo gritted his teeth secretly, did he really regard Prince Chen's Mansion as his own home?
"I don't mind, I don't mind." Ye Fuxun hurriedly stood up and said in a very stupid way, "Even if Mr. Ji adds ten pairs of bowls and chopsticks, I won't mind." Then he said, "Of course it's Mr. Ji's eighth, and my concubine's second.
Already."
This surprised Ji Nanbei. When he heard about the division of accounts between 28 and 28, his first reaction was that he was the second, Ye Fuxun was the second. Unexpectedly, this girl directly asked him to be the second, and he was the second, so he asked curiously, "Why am I the second?"
Eight?"
Song Hanzhuo also looked at his princess curiously, and Ye Fuxun said with a smile, "If Mr. Ji goes to my concubine's Wancao Hall for a consultation, there will definitely be a lot of people lining up to see the doctor. His reputation will naturally account for a lot of him."
In addition, medical skills also account for one item. I’m afraid Mr. Ji’s consultation fees are not cheap this time. Doesn’t it account for 80% of his income?”
"Hahaha, this is the first time I have settled accounts like this." Ji Nanbei sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked, "If you settle accounts like this, your Wancao Hall will probably lose money."
"Don't lose money, don't lose money." Ye Fuxun sat next to Ji Nanbei and said, "Master Ji is the best in the world at identifying medicinal materials. From now on, there will be no fake medicines in my Wancao Hall, and it has been recognized by the people.
, when Mr. Ji leaves the capital one day and no longer attends clinics, my business at Wancao Hall will still be able to continue."
Ji Nanbei had to sigh that Ye Fuxun had great foresight.
Ye Fuxun saw that Ji Nanbei was in a good mood, so he came closer and asked, "How about it, Mr. Ji, this is a mutually beneficial transaction. Do you want to come to my Wancao Hall to be the sitting doctor?"
Ye Fuxun's eyes were very lively and sparkling, causing ripples in Ji Nanbei's calm heart. For a moment, he wanted to nod in agreement, but luckily he stopped himself. He straightened his clothes and asked, "My lord,
But how can a great miraculous doctor be the doctor of a small medicine shop? If word spreads, how can I still travel around the world? Where does the Ji family's face belong?"
Ye Fuxun's face dimmed, then returned to normal. She was planning to change her strategy. In short, she would not give up. She raised her little head, hummed a tune and walked out.
Seeing Ye Fuxun walking out, Song Han tapped the table with his index finger, raised his eyes and asked, "I'm afraid you're not just here for a meal today."
"The one who knows me is Zhong Xuan." Ji Nanbei put away his joke and looked into Song Hanzhuo's eyes and said, "Wei Mingjin has arrived in the capital, and his brother Wei Mingluo has reached some kind of agreement with Hadazhen, the leader of the northern border.
I'm afraid Bianbei is in danger now."
Song Hanzhuo's dark eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and then analyzed, "Now that my father's health is getting worse day by day, if Hadazhen leads his troops to attack Bianbei at this time, it will definitely shake the country."
"By the way, there is another news. Wei Mingjin failed in his fight for power. Now his brother Wei Mingluo is the leader of the Wei family. This means that if the Wei family helps Hadazhen, the entire north will probably fall into chaos. Then I will
The North Korea will definitely be severely weakened."
Song Hanzhuo thought for a while and asked, "Ming Ting, what do you think should be done?"
"Didn't Xun'er just say win-win and mutual benefit?"
Song Hanzhuo instantly understood what Ji Nanbei said and already had a countermeasure in mind. Hearing that Ji Nanbei kept calling Ye Fuxun by his maiden name, he felt a little unhappy.
"That is my king's princess. Shouldn't you call me princess?"
Ji Nanbei shrugged his shoulders and didn't take Song Hanzhuo's words to heart at all. He stood up and said, "I'm so hungry. I wonder what Xun'er has prepared to eat."
He walked straight out of the study, leaving behind a certain dark-faced prince.
Ye Fuxun first went to Qingyun's residence to visit Qingyun. Seeing that she was getting better, he felt relieved and chatted with her for a while. Then he turned around and went to Ye Yili's Hengwuyuan. Ye Yili had a look on her face.
Fu Xun came and rushed over happily, "Sister."
Ye Fuxun caught her steadily. It was rare to see Ye Yili so lively. He took her hand and said, "How about I spend New Year's Eve with you today, sister?"
"Okay." Ye Yili was naturally happy and asked Zheng'er to get some melon seeds and handicaps. Ye Fuxun looked at Heng Wuyuan and saw that everything was complete, except for a few capable maids. Last time in Ye Mansion,
The maids selected for Ye Yili were all useless. Originally, as soon as Ye Yili came to Prince Chen's Mansion, she planned to let the housekeeper watch and buy a few smart maids, but it was approaching the end of the year. According to the customs of the Xuanyue Dynasty, the end of the year was approaching and she had no choice but to buy some smart maids.
Buying and selling maids and servants, so Ye Fuxun put the matter aside.
"It's been a long time since anyone spent New Year's Eve with me." Ye Yili put her head on Ye Fuxun's lap and said with some sadness. Since Shu Qin passed away, she stayed in Ye Mansion and suffered a lot of looks. After New Year's Eve, she said sadly.
At night, Ye Yunshang and Ye Jinyu stayed with Ye Hanliang in the hall, but she could only spend the night with Zheng'er in the Han courtyard.