"You look very old." Situ Qingqing hinted vaguely.
In this dynasty, there are few men over sixteen who have no one in the house. The more distinguished a man is, the more women he has around him. Some even have concubines even if they don't have a wife.
"My grandmother wanted me to marry the daughter of the director of the Ministry of Industry, who was her maternal cousin. My mother refused because she thought she was from a low background. She was interested in the daughter of the Minister of Civil Affairs and thought she was a good match. But I
Grandma just messed up the marriage..."
The two of them were quarreling over his life-long affairs, and neither one was willing to give in.
My grandmother was afraid that if he married a powerful wife from her mother's family, it would be an aid to him and a hindrance to her grandson's career advancement. My mother couldn't bear to see her grandmother being arbitrary and tyrannical, so she insisted on finding a young lady from an aristocratic family as his wife, which was very frustrating.
Grandma's arrogance.
The two women were fighting over the middle-aged man in the house, and he was unlucky enough to suffer the same fate.
Neither of them knew that the emperor was more willing to marry the cunning and willful Princess Taiping to him. If he hadn't resisted repeatedly, Jingpinghou Mansion would have become half a princess mansion. Once Long Yuxian entered, no one would be able to have a good life.
As she goes through life, what she is best at is making trouble.
"It seems that you are caught in the middle. Don't you have someone you like? For example, my father would have to marry my mother. If they didn't agree, they would kidnap him and run away."
The previous generation did not follow the rules, which caused Situ Qingqing's ideas to completely deviate from ordinary people. She did not think that it was wrong to get married in private without the orders of her parents. It was because the parents were too stubborn.
Ouyang Sufeng said sternly: "This is wrong. A marriage without the words of a matchmaker cannot be recognized by the world. The Taoist priest is a cultivator and escapes the world. He should not use this as a wrong guide. People should know their shame and
It is in line with the etiquette and law, but it is inappropriate to be rude..."
She opened her eyes wide and actually smiled. If the situation didn't allow it, she would have rolled on the bed.
"Ouyang Sufeng, you talk a lot. Are you sure you're not a talkative?"
"Miss Situ, I'm talking to you about etiquette..." Ouyang Sufeng didn't want her to misunderstand. He was usually a man of few words.
"Let's not talk about etiquette first. I only know that my mother is happy every day when she is alive. When she smiles, my father laughs. When my father smiles, I also laugh. Our family lives with a smile. What do you mean by observing etiquette?
Do people live as happily as we do? Their horizons are so small that they can only see themselves."
What do you want in life?
Her father said that the only thing is "happiness"!
Hearing this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"You have to live for yourself, others cannot live for you. My mother said that she just wanted to see me grow up peacefully, but she had no chance. My father said that I could just be his daughter happily.
He will block the wind and rain outside, and he will protect me until I breathe my last breath. As for me, I hope they don’t love me, so I can do whatever they want, and I will take care of myself..."
This seemingly ordinary remark was the voice of the most ordinary ordinary people, but it deeply shocked Ouyang Sufeng. For those in high positions, the most rare thing they have is these most ordinary wishes.
Others see him as a very prestigious prince of Jingpinghou, and he is a cousin of the current prince. When he goes to and from the palace, it is like returning to his home. He can pass without being blocked by wearing a waistband. He can even wear a sword when entering the palace, and he is favored by his current prince.
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But who knows how much hard work and blood and sweat he put in. At the age of thirteen, he followed his father in the north and south. He suffered so many injuries that others were scared to see him. At the age of fifteen, he became the fifth-rank Xuanhua general. At the age of sixteen, he beheaded the Southern Barbarians.
The prince's head was promoted to the fourth rank of General Xuanwu. This was a military achievement gained through bloody battles. Peace was a luxury for him.
The first time he committed a murder, he vomited all over the floor and couldn't eat anything for three days. But he knew that in order to survive, he had to swallow any food in front of him, otherwise the next corpse with incomplete bones would be his.
, Prince Jingping did not have one more life than others.
He lives to win glory for the Jingping Marquis Mansion, shoulder the burden of inheritance, live up to the expectations of his people, and make the Jingping Marquis Mansion stronger in his hands.
"Hey! Are you asleep? Why don't you say a word? Do you think I talk too much? In fact, I am still a little girl who doesn't understand the world. My father protects me in many things, so I can do everything.
No, I’m just talking big words without any worries.”
Ouyang Sufeng leaned against the door panel and smiled silently: "You have a good father."
"Well, I also think that my father is very good, and he can't be exchanged for a lot of money. Although sometimes he is a charlatan who talks nonsense and I can't understand what he is saying."
Although her father often talks nonsense, she will not dislike him. Who taught her to be such a father.
"Are you willing to exchange it for ten thousand gold?" he deliberately joked, showing off his poor language.
"Think about it..." Situ Qingqing felt that her stomach didn't hurt so much anymore, and sleepiness gradually came over her. She pulled up the quilt and slowly closed her eyes.
A faint chuckle spread into the room, and she fell asleep with a smile on her face.
The sweet voice no longer came from the room, and Ouyang Sufeng left quietly. He suddenly laughed, looked down at the bowl of cold brown sugar water in his hand, and simply raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
His pupils suddenly shrank.
It is too sweet.
After another two days, Situ Qingqing's Guishui was clean, and she walked out of the house willingly, exhaled a refreshing breath, and shouted loudly: "I am resurrected..."
"Who is resurrected?"
A tall figure walked past behind, startling her. She stamped her feet and said coquettishly: "Oh! Why are you eavesdropping on me?"
"You're standing right at the door, do I need to eavesdrop?" Ouyang Sufeng was teasing her about her loud voice, and he couldn't help but listen.
"You... hum! I'm in a good mood today and I won't care about you. Don't mess with me." She didn't want to worry about someone.
"Then can you diagnose and treat my friend?" If you cure the poison of Ice Palm one day early, you will be less likely to suffer from the cold air entering your body and freezing your lungs.
"That's what I meant."
One hundred cavalry guards were divided into two groups to guard the surroundings of the newly built bamboo house to prevent anyone from approaching. Accompanied by Ouyang Sufeng, Situ Qingqing walked into the bamboo house that was like a fairyland.
The light gauze curtains fluttered in the wind, mist-like star flowers were placed on the flower stands, and there was a faint fragrance of bamboo entering the room. A pot of tea was warmed on the charcoal basin, and the smell was lingering.
"You are more immature than I thought."
The sweet sound is like a gentle breeze blowing through the pine forest, with a hint of gurgling.
"I don't want to be too young, but I became a teacher early and studied for ten years. The master said that I had learned enough and threw me out of the school, leaving me to fend for myself... Ah! It's Xuan Hu Ji Shi, but others
Seeing that I am still so young, I refuse to believe in my medical skills. I would rather find a barefoot quack doctor to prescribe medicine and delay treatment." Situ Qingqing said sadly.
She tried to practice medicine, but no one was willing to see her. It wasn't until she said she wouldn't take the money that anyone was willing to take the risk. After she wrote the prescription, the doctor quickly ran away and asked other doctors who were sitting in the hall for her prescription.
She asked whether her son was available, and after confirming that it was possible, he went to the drug store to get some medicine without paying any attention to her.
Later, she simply died, deciding that everything would depend on fate. She would help those who were not deserving of death, and those who were not afraid of death would see her rejuvenate. She also followed the rules set by her master.
"Haha... the girl talks so funny."
The girl's words are so funny... Upon hearing these words, Ouyang Sufeng, who was standing aside, frowned slightly, and a flash of displeasure flashed in his heart.
"I asked you to take a medicated bath for several days. Did you feel that your heart was stronger and you were not as lazy as before? It seemed that a stream of heat hit the cold air in your body, making you feel less cold?"
Through the curtain, Situ Qingqing vaguely saw a young man reclining on a bamboo bed covered with thick cushions.
After she said it, the man was shocked to realize something was different: "I am awake more than usual, I can move my hands and feet, and I feel less suffocated."
"That's nourishing your energy. Only when you have enough energy can you have the strength to cope with the subsequent treatment. Don't rush, take your time."
"Isn't it made into an antidote and taken in several doses?" the man asked, expressing his doubts.
She shook her head, pressed three fingers to his wrist stretched out from the curtain, and said: "If you have just been hit by the Ice Palm, you can indeed use this method, but you have been delayed for three years, right? The internal injuries are too deep, and you
Over the years, I have tried to treat it without success, but it has accumulated more damage in my body, and it cannot be cured within three or five days."
"How long will it take?" the man asked eagerly.
Because, he can't leave...for too long.
Situ Qingqing made a rough estimate and replied: "It will take at least a month."