"Qi Di... is not a peaceful place." An Qinghe held his hand, put it down, and finally held it again. It was obvious that he was very entangled.
"Is it because Qidi is the territory of the emperor's younger brother, King Qi?" Yu Xijiao asked very naturally.
"Qidi... is different from other fiefdoms. Now that the Queen Mother is still there... we can't say anything, but the Queen Mother is old, so some things are hard to say." An Qinghe said solemnly.
Everyone knows that the Empress Dowager cares most about her youngest son, and everyone knows that King Qi was very close to becoming the emperor he is today. He was just a little short of it. In the end, King Qi injured his leg and could not become emperor, so he had to retreat from the capital. Listen.
It is said that the first emperor was interested in this son.
"Uncle, do you think Qidi is unsafe?" Yu Xijiao asked. Although she is a girl, her father used to tell her about things that happened in court. "Do you think something will happen to Qidi in a few years?"
The so-called age of the Queen Mother is something that many people can see. Yu Xijiao knew that many people in the capital would think so. They felt that Qidi was so taboo in Beijing because of the Queen Mother. After all, the King of Qi was
Someone who almost ascended to the throne.
All of Yu Lanxuan's feelings about Qi Di in her previous life came from Marquis Zhengyuan and some rumors from outside, but her thoughts about Qi Di were not the same as others.
What's more, the first person she saw when she woke up in this life was Prince Qi.
This Prince of Qi is definitely not simple, and he definitely does not rely entirely on the Queen Mother.
Of course, it was inconvenient for her to talk about these words to An Qinghe. After thinking about it for a while, she said: "Uncle, let's not talk about King Qi, where are the other princes? Is this okay with the Emperor?"
These words stopped An Qinghe. He frowned and looked at the soft girl in front of him in disbelief. Yu Xijiao, who was raised in the south of the Yangtze River, had the tenderness of a daughter from the south of the Yangtze River. Only one pair of eyes revealed a...
It's so clear that it can almost illuminate people's hearts.
"Little uncle, do you think that this matter in Anguo Duke's Mansion is really just a one-sided problem? If..." Yu Xijiao stretched out her hand and pointed upward, "If... this is also related to the above, little uncle
Where can I go to ask for help then? Who will help my uncle to redress his injustice?"
An Qinghe was shocked and took a deep breath. The air in his nose became colder, and a trace of fire burned in his eyes. He understood what Yu Xijiao meant by saying this. This was what he had been thinking about before. For the sake of the original
This thought made him lifeless, his eyes were filled with despair, and he could not see where he was going.
Life is worse than death!
At that time, he gave up the idea of giving birth. If Yu Xijiao hadn't awakened him, he wouldn't have thought there was a chance. He didn't see the chance at all at that time.
But now, it was still the same person, making him clearly aware of this despair again.
Is Anguo Gongfu's hatred really just as simple as seen?
"My uncle, have you ever thought that something happened to Marquis Zhengyuan at the earliest, and the matter dragged on for three more years. Three years later, something happened to Duke An Guo's Mansion, and at this time, Mrs. Marquis Zhengyuan and the Lord of Lanxuan County came together.
He was put under guard, and then everyone in the Duke Anguo's palace was executed. Madam Hou and the county prince also got into trouble, and finally the prince."
"Is this really the ability that the second-in-command of the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion should have? Even if there is another Xin Kangbo Mansion, can't he do it?" Yu Xijiao looked at An Qinghe steadily and spoke in a low but powerful voice.
Even though she was only a thirteen-year-old girl, An Qinghe felt endless pressure, and even felt like she was facing her father.
On that day, a few days before the accident, An Qinghe saw his father frowning and confused. He asked specifically, but his father just waved his hand and told him not to worry about anything, but still gave him a
Approving the property, he asked him to leave with the property secretly, and also said some specious words, saying that if something happened to the house, there was no need to avenge the house, he just needed to survive well.
The father who used to be strong in the past seemed very gentle when he said these words to himself. This was the gentleness he had not experienced in so many years. His father had always been strict with their sons, even towards his youngest son. This gentleness
Often it was given to Lan Xuan, who must be a girl and her sister's only daughter, so her father valued her very much.
But the father on that day was very strange, so strange that An Qinghe could not believe that he was his father.
In the past, his father was in charge of everything in the house, and his elder brothers were also able to do it. An Qinghe, as a playful young man, actually lived a very comfortable life without having to bear any responsibilities.
It was also because of his playfulness that although he made a marriage arrangement, he did not get married. He said that he would wait for another year or two, but who would have thought that after he had arranged his belongings, something would happen to his family, and everyone in Anguo's palace would be imprisoned, except for him.
He was the only one who fled, and he tried to find a way to save his father, but in the end, the whole family was executed.
How could he be willing to bear this hatred...
He will avenge his father. After settling his sister and Xuan'er, he will find a way. This time, he can't listen to his father!
"Uncle, Qi Di is very good. At least... no one can interfere with Qi Di's affairs casually. Even if King Qi is not the Queen Mother's biological son, it is not that simple to think that he is the head of the kings." Yu
Xijiao slowly lowered her eyes and looked at the handkerchief in her hand.
If the emperor had some means to deal with the vassal kings in various places, how could he be like now? I heard from my father that the emperor intended to cut down the feudal lords, but there was no foolproof strategy. Now that the vassal kings are powerful, the princes' territories cannot be evacuated if they want.
"Okay, I'll go to Qi Di!" An Qinghe suddenly said.
Yu Xijiao raised her head and looked at him quietly. Seeing that his expression had calmed down and no longer looked resentful just now, the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Okay, little uncle, then Madam Hou and the Crown Prince will
sorry to bother you."
"It doesn't matter if it's troublesome or not, this is my relative, the third girl, but she is our great benefactor." An Qinghe stood up, bowed deeply to Yu Xijiao, and bowed to the ground.
Yu Xijiao stepped aside and returned the salute: "Young uncle, you don't have to be polite. If I hadn't been the county king, I wouldn't be where I am now."
"One thing is another, the third girl has done us a great favor, and we will definitely repay it in the future." An Qinghe stood up straight and insisted.
He will definitely repay his kindness in the future...
Qingyue's medicine was dispensed fairly quickly, so Yu Xijiao would not worry about getting the medicine nearby.
When she brought it over, Yu Xijiao took a look at it. It was indeed not the best, but it couldn't be said to be bad. The ordinary medicines prepared outside looked like this. If the medicine must be good, it would make people doubt that she was poor.
Qingyue went out to prepare medicine, but she didn't ask for anything because she was afraid of attracting people's attention.
Fortunately, these medicines could be used reluctantly. After letting Yuxiang cook them, Yu Xijiao said goodbye to An Qinghe and Anshi, and took Qingyue back home.
Fortunately, she had told the story about Xiyi Zhai in front of the court. Now, using this reason, she did not leave the house casually. Even if Yu Ruiwen asked, there would be a reason.
The carriage was in no hurry to return to the Xuanping Hou Mansion. Now that it was out, Yu Xijiao asked the carriage to go to a pharmacy. The carriage came all the way and passed several streets before arriving in front of a pharmacy.
The three big characters "Changchun Tang" are shining in the sun, and you can tell at a glance that this pharmacy is extraordinary. This is one of the few pharmacies in the capital, but it is not the place where Qingyue just came to buy medicine. It is a little further away, and Yuxi just now
Jiao is also in a hurry to take medicine, so naturally she won't specifically ask Qingyue to come here.
First, she would boil the medicine for her brother to take. As for the good medicinal materials, she would think of another way.
Changchundang is the pharmacy that Yu Xijiao is most satisfied with in the capital. In the past, when she was the Lord of Lanxuan County, she often found good medicinal materials here. This time she traveled half the city just to find them.
A suitable good medicine.
Wearing a hat, I got off the carriage and stepped into the door of Changchun Hall. I saw a worker coming up to me enthusiastically: "Is this girl going to see a doctor or just buy medicine?"
Changchun Hall has also designed several consultation rooms, and several doctors with excellent reputations are hired in them. The consultation fee is not high. Some people in the capital come directly to diagnose, and then prescribe medicines, which is also simple.
Very.
The medicines here are also complete.
Therefore, several doctors always have patients in front of their doors.
"Will there be a doctor here... free?" Yu Xijiao stopped and looked to the right. Although she had never seen a doctor here, she knew that that direction was the room where she was waiting for a doctor. In the past, she saw a doctor.
There are quite a few people.
"Yes, it just so happens that Dr. Yu is vacant right now. Why don't we ask Dr. Yu to give the girl a safe pulse?" The clerk from the drugstore smiled and led him to the right.
The so-called Ping An Pulse is just a simple check, mainly to help people with conditioning, and it does not necessarily mean they are sick. The so-called treatment of patients when they are sick, and conditioning when not sick, is also highly praised by some people in Beijing.
"Okay, let's go and have a look!" Yu Xijiao's heart was spinning, she nodded with a smile, and followed the guy to the right.
There were many people queuing in front of each clinic. The waiter led Yu Xijiao forward, and finally stopped in front of the penultimate clinic. It was really quiet here, no one was there.
It turns out that what the guy said is true.
Pushing open the ajar door, I saw an elderly doctor sitting behind the medicine case reading a book. Hearing movement in front of the door, he pushed his head and looked at the door.
"Old Doctor Yu, we have a visitor coming to see you." The waiter said with a smile.
Doctor Yu narrowed his eyes and nodded, then stretched out his hand to point to the pulse pillow in front of him: "Come here!"
The waiter turned to Yu Xi with a sweet smile and said, "Girl, please take a look here first. If you need anything, then look for the younger one. The younger one is outside."
Yu Xijiao nodded, and the waiter left.
Sitting down on the chair behind the medicine table, Yu Xijiao stretched out her hand and placed it on the pulse pillow. Qingyue hurriedly stepped forward and put a handkerchief on her wrist, then stepped back.
Doctor Yu put his fingers on Yu Xijiao's veins and closed his eyes slightly.
The room was very quiet. You could only hear Qingyue's increasingly nervous breathing, and you could tell that she was very nervous.