The carriage came all the way to the back gate of Zixiao Temple and entered the outer courtyard. Chen Jingke asked someone to find Qing Jue.
Now she is a pastry master and is only responsible for researching new products. Naturally, the apprentices she taught are in charge.
So she usually stayed in the outer courtyard, studying and taking care of Ling'er at the same time.
When she learned that Chen Jingke was looking for her, she put down her work and came over.
"Ma'am, are you looking for me?"
Chen Jingke pointed to the little girl in the car and said, "Wash her and change her clothes, and then send her to the medical center for diagnosis and treatment."
By the way, he also briefly told her origins.
Qing Ju had suffered a lot himself, and the most pitiful thing about her child was that she almost shed tears of distress: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely take good care of her."
Then, not wanting to be dirty, he reached out and carefully picked up the girl.
Seeing her kind look, the little girl felt close to her and subconsciously leaned into her arms.
But she immediately thought about what she would do if her clothes were stained because she was so dirty. She wouldn't be angry.
I couldn't help but secretly observe whether she was angry.
Qingju didn't know what she was thinking, but thought she was nervous, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, no one will hurt you here."
Although the answer was not what was asked, the little girl felt much more at ease.
Take the little girl home, lay her flat on a table, and boil water.
After putting water into the pot and lighting the fire, she went to the kitchen and heated up half a bowl of the leftover porridge from lunch.
She knows how to take care of people. The little girl probably hasn't eaten for a long time, so she needs to be fed some food first.
Don't feed it too hard or too full. A small half bowl of porridge is enough for the first time.
He came to the little girl's side, scooped a spoonful of porridge, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and said gently: "Come and eat something to warm your stomach first."
This was the first time in the little girl's memory that she had been treated so tenderly, and the tears that had just stopped flowed uncontrollably again.
I just passively swallowed the porridge that Qingjie put in my mouth.
She had indeed been hungry for a long time, but she didn't feel hungry at first. When her stomach was moistened by rice water and she gradually regained consciousness, she felt a heart-sucking hunger.
She unconsciously opened her mouth wide and swallowed hard, finishing half the bowl of rice soup in just a few mouthfuls.
But that hunger not only did not disappear, but became more intense.
She stared blankly at the rice bowl, wishing she could swallow it all.
Qing Jue touched her forehead and comforted her: "You have been hungry for too long and cannot eat too much at once. I will bear with it for a while and I will feed you some after a while."
The little girl nodded sensibly, and then finally said her first words after the two met: "Thank you, I am too dirty, don't make your table dirty, just put me on the ground."
Qing Jue felt sour in his heart and squeezed out a smile: "It doesn't matter. If it's dirty, just wipe it off later. Tell me what your name is."
The little girl said with some embarrassment: "I don't have a name. My parents have called me a loser since I was a child."
Qing Jue's heart became more congested, and her voice became gentler, saying: "Then let the real person pick one for you later. He is very knowledgeable, and the name he chooses is nice."
The little girl paused and said, "Is the real person you are talking about the fierce young man?"
Qing Jue was stunned for a moment, Chen Jingke? Is he fierce?
In fact, Chen Jingke had just come out to take revenge on Wang Xiuqi, so it was inevitable that he had some anger in him.
Children are very sensitive to this kind of thing, so he, who has always been popular with children, was said to be very vicious for the first time.
Qingju didn't know this and thought she had a misunderstanding, so he explained: "Zhenren is a very kind person, very gentle. Many of us here were rescued by him, including me."
The little girl did not doubt her words. After all, Chen Jingke did not abuse her along the way and sent her to such a gentle sister. He was obviously not a bad person.
So he nodded and asked, "Where is this place?"
Qingju smiled and said: "This is Zixiao Temple, have you heard of it?"
The little girl's eyes suddenly widened and she said in disbelief: "This is Zixiao Temple? Where the gods live?"
Qingju corrected: "It's not the Zixiao Palace in Journey to the West, it's the Zixiao Temple."
The little girl said stubbornly: "This is where the gods live. I heard that the old medical sage and his disciples live here."
Qingju immediately understood that for many people, Zixiao Temple is indeed a place where gods live.
So she nodded and said: "Yes, this is where the medical sage, the old immortal, lives. The fierce young man just now is the old immortal's disciple."
The little girl's mouth suddenly opened wide, and she said in shock: "He...he...he is the disciple of the old god?"
Qingju smiled and said: "Yes, that's why he saved you."
The little girl was still in a daze and couldn't believe that not only was she saved, but she was also saved by a god.
The hot water was boiled quickly, and Qingju carried the little girl to the bathroom. He wanted to take off her clothes, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the buttons.
After asking, I found out that her clothes didn't have any so-called buttons at all. They were all sewn directly on top with strips of cloth, and they were stacked layer by layer to look like they are now.
As for changing clothes, that doesn't exist. She has had the same clothes since she was a child and has no need to change them.
When she needs to take off her clothes to take a bath, she takes them off her head. Besides, she can't take a bath twice a year and basically doesn't know how to take off her clothes.
Qing Jue was silent and found scissors to cut it open for her.
The little girl covered her clothes with her hands and said, "Don't cut it, otherwise you won't be able to wear it if it's damaged."
Qingju took a set of Ling'er's clothes from the side and placed them in front of her and said, "Throw away this one and wear this set later."
Her body shape is similar to that of Ling'er who is over five years old, and she can just wear it.
Looking at the beautiful clothes, the little girl said in surprise: "Give...let me wear it?"
Qingju said: "These are my daughter's clothes. I gave them to you. I will make new ones for you later."
Are you going to make clothes specifically for me in the future? For a moment, the little girl thought she was living in a dream.
No, this is not a dream, this is where the gods live.
Qingju carefully put her in the bathtub to soak, and then started to wash her hair.
A ladle of water was poured from the top of the head, but what flowed down was gray dirty water mixed with small insects.
After washing her hair a dozen times, the water flowing down her hair did not contain other colors.
Then it was time to take a scrubbing bath. When one basin of water turned black, another basin was replaced. It took four times to change the water before it was completely washed.
However, working for a long time and not taking a shower made her skin very poor. It still looked dark, but it had indeed been washed clean.
During this period, the little girl was moved to tears several times.
It took more than an hour to give her a bath. Qing Jue was not impatient at all and changed her into Ling'er's clothes.
At this time, there was a "dang-dang-dang" sound outside, and the little girl was a little confused.
Qingju smiled and said, "This is the school bell, Ling'er is coming back."
The little girl suddenly panicked. Would she dislike herself? Would she blame herself for wearing her clothes?
Qingjue saw what she was thinking and said comfortingly: "It doesn't matter, Ling'er is very sensible, you will definitely become good friends in the future."
After being comforted, the little girl became much calmer.
Soon the door was pushed open with a clang, and Ling'er ran in with a small schoolbag on her back.
As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Mom, there is no homework today, I went out to play..."
After saying this, I realized that there was someone else in the house. He ran over to me out of curiosity and said like a barrage of words:
"Who is this sister? Why is she at our house? She is wearing the same clothes as me."
The little girl was a little at a loss. At the same time, Ling'er's pink makeup also made her feel inferior. She lowered her head and did not dare to speak.
Qing Jue lightly tapped Ling'er's forehead and said, "You can't be more ladylike. You act like a wild boy every day. Be careful not to get married in the future."
"Slightly." Ling'er made a face and said proudly: "The real person said that he will find me a good husband in the future. I'm not afraid of it, hum."
Qing Jue was helpless and said: "You are so shameless. It's all the real people who have spoiled you. Whoever marries you when you grow up will be unlucky."
The little girl was envious and sad at the same time, and couldn't help but shed tears again.
Ling'er had sharp eyes and shouted: "Sister, why are you crying? Who bullied you? Tell me, I will take the big guys to avenge you."
"If I still can't win, I'll ask Zhenren for help. Zhenzhen likes me so much that he will listen to whatever I say."
But Qingju understood that the little girl was probably moved by the scene, so he touched her head and said, "Don't be sad, this will be your home from now on, and everyone will care and love you."
The little girl cried harder.
Ling'er was a little overwhelmed by the fuss, so she had no choice but to look at her mother for help.
Qing Ju held the little girl in his arms and said, "My sister's mother-in-law doesn't want her anymore. It was the real person who picked her up. Ling'er will be kind to her sister in the future, do you know?"
Ling'er looked at her sympathetically, nodded her head and said, "Well, I will definitely protect my sister."
At this time, the voice of a friend came from outside the door: "Ling'er, Ling'er, come quickly, I'm going to send you."
Ling'er wanted to go out, but thinking that she had just said that she wanted to protect her sister, she hesitated.
Qingju was very happy with her understanding and said: "Let's go play. My sister is not feeling well. I want to take her to the front to take a look."
Ling'er nodded and then walked out. After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "Sister, don't be afraid. The master's medical skills can cure any disease. When your disease is cured, I will take you to play."
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After saying that, he ran out with a bang.
The little girl cried bitterly for a long time, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances in her heart.
Qingjue kept comforting her softly until she finished venting.
I heated up half a bowl of porridge for her and carried her to the infirmary in the backyard.
Many people on the road were curious about her identity, but Qingjue didn't say much, only saying that she was a poor person picked up by a real person.
Everyone was very sad and comforted her one after another.
The little girl was scared at first when she saw so many people, but she gradually relaxed when she saw that no one was malicious.
All the way to the backyard infirmary, after asking, I learned that Chen Jingke was in the prince's ward, so I asked the medical staff to pass the news to her.
Soon the medical staff told her to go in by herself.
After staying in Zixiaoguan for so long, I could often see the emperor, queen, prince, and various princes and nobles. I even talked to the emperor and even made pastries with my own hands, so Qingjue was not nervous.
But today the situation is different, she also has a child with her.
Afraid that the little girl would make a mistake, she warned: "The prince is injured and he will recover here. The real person is in the prince's ward. I will take you in later. Don't talk nonsense, you know."
Prince? The little girl was already nervous, her little hands tightly grasping Qing Ju's sleeves.
"Okay...if you don't let me speak, I won't speak."
Qing Jue smiled and said: "That's okay, just listen to me later."
With that said, he carried the little girl into Li Chengqian's ward, which was naturally a single room with bookcases and the like.
Li Chengqian couldn't move his feet yet, so he could only lie on the bed.
Chen Jingke was sitting on the chair next to the hospital bed, not knowing what to talk about. Both of them looked a little heavy.
Seeing them coming in, Li Chengqian looked at the little girl and said, "Is this the child you brought out from the slums?"
Chen Jingke said: "Yes, a poor child."
The little girl shrank her head in Qing Jue's arms and did not dare to look out. After all, that was the prince.
But Qing Jue said calmly and generously: "There are so many poor people in the world, alas. This child was lucky enough to be picked up by a real person. I don't know how many are more unfortunate than her."
Li Chengqian knew that she was hinting that he should pay more attention to the slums.
If an ordinary person dared to say this to him, he would definitely be dismissive and even angry.
It's just that Qing Ju is a subordinate that Chen Jingke attaches great importance to. Ling'er is raised by Chen Jingke as half sister and half daughter, so he has to give her some face.
So he patiently explained: "If the court pays attention to the slums, there will only be one consequence."
"The officials from Chang'an and Wannian counties demolished it and drove the people inside out of Chang'an, leaving them without their last place to stay."
"So it's not that I don't want to help them, it's just that I have no way to help them."
Qing Jue was silent, she naturally knew what those officials would do, and said apologetically to Li Chengqian: "It was my ignorance that misunderstood Your Highness, please forgive me."
Li Chengqian sighed: "It's good if you can understand."
At this time, Chen Jingke also said: "There are too many people suffering, how many can we help?"
"If I really want to help everyone, there is only one way to produce more food, more clothes, more medicinal materials..."
"When enough things are produced to satisfy everyone, the people at the bottom will be able to live a little better."
Qingju said with some frustration: "How is this possible?"
Li Chengqian also meant the same thing, but he lacked a layer of empathy.
But Chen Jingke said: "Why not? Gewu can change everything. The reason why you think it can't be done yet is because Gewu is not developed enough..."
Li Chengqian said in surprise: "Can it really be done?"
Chen Jingke said categorically: "Yes, as long as we study gewu carefully, sooner or later all of what I said will be realized."
Li Chengqian asked: "To what extent does the investigation of things need to be developed? And how long does it take?"
Chen Jingke said: "These are not important. What is important is whether we have done it. As long as we start doing it now, we will be able to do it one day in the future."
"If we give up on research because it's too slow, it will never be possible."
Li Chengqian couldn't help but shake his head, as if he hadn't said anything.
Chen Jingke also knew that it would be difficult for them to truly understand the usefulness of this knowledge before the investigation of things was transformed into productivity, so he did not say anything more.
Study slowly and one day the world will understand all this.
Stopping this topic, Chen Jingke said to Qing Jue: "Take her to Master to have a look. She is still young and try not to leave any sequelae."
Qingju said: "Okay...but she doesn't have a name yet, how about the real person give her one?"
Chen Jingke looked at Li Chengqian and said, "You are the prince, come on."
Li Chengqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't refuse. He thought for a while and said: "She was too miserable before. I hope she can have more happiness in the future. Let's call her Xing'er."
Qing Jue said happily: "On behalf of Xing'er, I would like to thank His Highness for the name."
Chen Jingke looked at her and said, "You seem to like her very much? How about I leave her to your care?"
Qing Jue said quickly: "Okay, if you don't tell me, I'm just going to tell you. Ling'er also likes her very much, so let her live in my house."
When Chen Jingke heard this, he had no objection and said: "Okay, I just want her to be Ling'er's companion... go ahead."
Qingju then left with Xing'er.
When she walked away, Li Chengqian's face returned to seriousness and said: "It's enough to get things to this point. If you continue, it will really affect your reputation."
