Chapter 475 Jia Heng: Master, are you pretending to be asleep?
Ningguo Mansion
A carriage with a hairpin and tasseled roof and two horses driving together slowly stopped in front of the west corner gate of Ning Mansion, casting a dark shadow on the bright bluestone road.
On this side of the carriage, Jia Heng ordered the accompanying Jinyi Mansion servants to go back, then got off his horse, walked to the curtain of the carriage, and whispered: "Sister, we're home."
Yuanchun, Baoqin, and a fair-skinned female medical officer named Wu who was in her early thirties helped her get out of the carriage and went to the inner room with Jia Heng.
The group passed the Yimen Gate and walked on the corridor. The gallery was painted green, and the red lanterns hanging on the pillars swayed in the wind. The chill of early spring in February also came with the evening breeze. Looking at the collars, the holes in the cuffs were
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Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun, who was wearing a cloak and a light yellow jacket and skirt, and said softly: "Sister, let's go to the small hall in the backyard to have a meal together, and then go back to the West Mansion."
Yuan Chun stood there, Yingying turned to look at Jia Heng, and asked softly: "Brother Heng is going to lead Wu Zanshan to diagnose and treat Master Miaoyu, right?"
"Well, let's go see Miaoyu first. It's not easy to delay the cold syndrome." Jia Heng nodded and said.
Miaoyu was suffering from cold, and she refused to seek medical treatment. He went with her and tried to persuade her that she would eventually get better.
Yuan Chun said: "Will Brother Heng come over for dinner later?"
"I'm going back, but you don't have to wait for me." Jia Heng said softly, then raised his eyes to look at the female officer named Wu who was carrying a dark red medicine box, and said in a gentler voice: "Wu Zanshan, follow me."
The female medical officer surnamed Wu did not dare to be negligent and responded respectfully.
Yuanchun watched the two of them go away until the light of the lantern could no longer be seen. Then he looked at Baoqin beside him and said in a soft voice: "Let's go there."
But he said that in the east wing of the house where Miaoyu was staying, the candles were still burning. Inside the green gauze curtain, on an embroidered couch, was a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, no monk's hat, and her hair was not even combed.
, just casually tied with a green rope, now leaning against a brown pillow, covered with an autumn-colored quilt, holding a book in his hand, watching by the light.
"Ahem..."
Miaoyu picked up the handkerchief and coughed, her cold jade face looking somewhat pale.
In fact, at half noon, Xing Xiuyan, Yingchun and Xichun had already visited her once. Since Miaoyu was ill, it was not easy to disturb him much.
At this moment, Su Su, a little girl wearing a bun and an emerald-colored coat, holding a porcelain bowl filled with steaming rice porridge in both hands, came close and said in a waxy voice: "Girl, eat some
Just porridge."
Miaoyu came from Muni Courtyard, accompanied by two nuns and a little girl.
Miaoyu put down a volume of "Diamond Sutra" in her hand, raised her pure and elegant face, and because of the illness, her sharp eyebrows looked weak in the past, but her voice was still as cold as ice, and she said: "At this moment
Not much of an appetite."
The little girl Susu, who had always known Miaoyu's temper, did not dare to dissuade her. She placed the porridge bowl on the high coffee table aside and said, "Then I will put it here first and wait until the girl wants to eat later."
Miaoyu looked out the window with her bright eyes, and saw a red lantern swinging outside at the window, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Tomorrow was her mother's memorial day. Perhaps because of this, she felt restless and had not slept well in the past two days. She only opened the window last night to let in the wind.
While Miaoyu's thoughts were rising and falling, Grandma's voice came vaguely from the small hall outside the inner chamber. She entered the chamber and said, "Girl, Uncle Heng is here."
Miaoyu couldn't help being startled and asked secretly: "What is he doing here?"
As soon as his mind changed, he realized that it was Xichun who had revealed his illness. Thinking of this, he sighed softly again.
He did have some intentions, but it was hard to meet her now that she looked sick, so he said: "Just say that I am taking a rest, my illness is not good, I bumped into the uncle carefully, and I will see you tomorrow."
Mammy said again: "Girl, Uncle Heng has invited a doctor to treat the girl."
"I...I don't look at the doctor." Miaoyu's expression suddenly changed and she said quickly. She immediately put down the pillow, pulled the quilt over her face, and said, "Just say I'm asleep."
Grandma: "..."
While the master and servant were talking, a black shadow was already reflected on the screen, no, it was two shadows, gradually entering the inner room from long to short.
As the footsteps came one after another, Jia Heng asked Wu Zanshan to wait in the small hall, then walked around the screen and entered the inner room.
"Uncle Heng." Nanny called softly.
Jia Heng nodded, lowered his voice, frowned, and asked, "Where is Miaoyu?"
Perhaps when she saw Jia Heng frowning, the grandma felt timid subconsciously, and said without much thought: "The girl just said she was asleep."
Jia Heng: "..."
Miaoyu was in bed. After hearing this, she felt that she really... couldn't bear it.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and asked: "Master, are you pretending to be asleep?"
Miaoyu: "???"
Miaoyu opened the quilt with one hand, looked at the young man angrily, and said: "Uncle Heng, this poor nun is ill and cannot be entertained. Please forgive me."
Jia Heng nodded and looked at Miaoyu, who had disheveled hair and a sickly and haggard face. Compared to the past, the arrogance on her face was no longer as cold as before, and asked: "Master, are you okay?"
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Miaoyu's face was as pale as paper. She stared at the boy in the python suit and said in a clear and cold voice: "Uncle Laoheng, thank you for your trouble. It's nothing serious."
Jia Heng went forward to find a chair, sat down, looked at Miaoyu who was sitting up on the bed, looked calm, and said softly: "Fourth sister said that you have suffered from some cold and are not feeling well, so you are not willing to ask the doctor to help you.
, I just came over to see you, and by the way, I hired a girl to help you take a look."
Seeing that Miaoyu was not in good condition, she couldn't tease her as usual.
After hearing what Jia Heng said, Miaoyu paused slightly, her eyes flashed, her eyebrows furrowed, and she asked in surprise: "Which girl is the one?"
"The virtuous female official of the eldest princess's residence." Jia Heng explained and called out, "Mr. Wu, come in and see the patient."
"You..." Miaoyu's lips moved, wanting to say something to stop him, but when she saw the young man with a clear face, there was no refusal in his eyebrows, and she sighed quietly in her heart, but she didn't say anything.
Not long after, I saw a woman in the attire of a female official, who came close enough to look at Miaoyu who was sitting on the bed, and asked, "Is this young lady in good health?"
Miaoyu looked at the girl, who was only wearing palace decorations. She pursed her slightly pale lips and turned to look at the young man. She didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only reply: "I just last night
I suffered some wind, cold, cough in the morning, some dizziness, and weakness in my limbs. I will be fine after just two days of rest."
Last night, she couldn't sleep, so she stood in front of the window with only her underwear on and blew in the wind for a while. This morning she felt dizzy.
Jia Heng explained: "Wu Zanshan, our Miaoyu family is not only profound in Zen theory, but also knowledgeable in medical theory. Wu Zanshan's diagnosis can also be much easier."
Miaoyu's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words "Miaoyu from our family". She clenched her hands in the quilt, took a peek at the young man, lowered her eyes, and did not refute these words.
If she lives in Ning Mansion, can she be considered as belonging to his family?
Just by convincing myself like this, my heart is still pounding.
Wu Zanshan said with a smile: "Since Master Miaoyu is knowledgeable in medical science, it's easy to say. Let's take the pulse first. If there is no serious problem, we will prescribe two doses of medicine to soothe the nerves and remove the fever later. Decoct it and take it. Carefully eliminate the fever."
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After saying that, he came closer and took Miaoyu's hand to feel her pulse.
Miaoyu's heart knot is because of the male doctor. It is said that his teacher is not only an expert in innate Yishu, but also an expert in the apricot forest. If he usually has a headache or brain fever, his teacher will help treat him.
Miaoyu was frail and sickly since she was a child, but later grew up safely because of her mentor.
After a while, Jia Heng asked: "Wu Zanshan, how are you doing?"
Wu Zanshan met the eyes of Jia Heng and Miaoyu and said softly: "It's nothing serious. I'll prescribe some medicine."
After saying that, he took the paper and pen from the little girl, Jia Heng took a candlestick from the table and lit it nearby.
As her wrist turned, Juanxiu's handwriting appeared on the light yellow paper.
Miaoyu sat on the bed and looked at the young man holding the candle, her eyes moving and her heart trembling slightly.
"Master Jia, take the medicine according to the prescription, two doses a day, take it for about two or three days, and you should be fine." Wu Zanshan stopped writing, turned his face, and handed it over respectfully.
Jia Heng put down the candlestick, took the prescription, stood up quickly, and said, "Thank you Wu Zanshan. It's getting late today. How about going back to the Princess Mansion tomorrow?"
Wu Zanshan agreed, and then followed a nanny to the front hall for dinner.
Jia Heng picked up the prescription at this time, handed it to the little girl Susu beside him, and said: "Give it to the boy in the front yard, and let them go to An Ren Tang on Ningrong Street to get the medicine."
"Yes, uncle." The little girl Su Su said crisply and hurried away.
Miaoyu quietly watched the young man in python suit busy, her bright eyes narrowed, and for some reason, her nose felt a little sore.
For a while, Jia Heng and Miaoyu were the only two people left in the room.
"Master is so good-natured, why did he get winded?" Jia Heng asked.
Miaoyu was silent for a moment, her voice as cold as broken jade, and she said: "I couldn't sleep yesterday, so I opened the window and watched the night view for a while, and I forgot about the time."
"So careless." Jia Heng said, picking up the rice porridge from the counter, looking down, he saw the white porridge with a few vegetable leaves, his expression paused, and asked: "Do you usually eat this?"
Miaoyu raised her eyes and looked at Jia Heng and said: "As a monk, you don't eat meat and fish. Coarse tea and light rice are enough. You can't be tired of refined food and fine meat."
"You are not a monk..." Jia Heng said softly, and then asked: "A monk is compassionate and magnanimous, but also holds grudges?"
Last time, he said that Miaoyu never gets tired of fine food and delicate food. Now he is waiting here?
Miaoyu ignored the young man and just looked at his face.
His eyebrows are slightly high, and his expression is cold. Even if he is joking, there is no smile in his clear eyes, and he has no idea what he is thinking.
I hope this is a city. I have the dangers of mountains and rivers in my heart, and the strictness of a city in my chest.
Jia Heng took the porridge bowl and stirred it with a spoon, letting out the heat a little, and said: "Eat the porridge first. If you don't want to eat, you have to eat some. Eat something, and your body will always feel warm. In the evening
It will be easier to sleep."
As soon as Miaoyu fell ill, the fun of teasing Foyuan seemed to disappear a lot.
Miaoyu did not answer, but stared at the young man with a pair of bright eyes.
"Why, you still want me to feed you?" Jia Heng asked with a frown.
"You..." Miaoyu finally couldn't help but said angrily, then she looked into her warm eyes and reached out to take the porridge bowl.
The girl's hands were very slender and slender, and were not painted with kodan like her toes, probably because Ning Shuanghao wore a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist.
Jia Heng took the towel from the shelf nearby, and under Miaoyu's slightly surprised gaze, explained: "I know you like to be clean, so don't leave the porridge on the quilt. When I was sick when I was a child, I ate in bed. My mother did the same thing.
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Miaoyu's face was slightly shaken, and she pursed her lips. Listening to the young man's words about being close to nature, waves of warmth surged through her heart, and her bright eyes suddenly became misty.
He quickly picked up the spoon and ate it in small bites.
Jia Heng watched quietly for a while, then handed over the handkerchief and asked: "You have been frail and sick since you were a child, and you probably know some ways to maintain your health. Why did you open the window and look into the distance in your middle coat yesterday? Did you have something on your mind?"
Miaoyu is actually quite pitiful. She was originally born into a family of officials. Both her parents died. She practiced with her master and took care of herself all by herself. According to the fate of the original Red Mansions, she should have been humiliated by the gangsters.
Although his temperament is a bit eccentric and seems a bit... boring, he is actually a pretty good person.
In the original work of Red Mansion, Xiangyun and Daiyu couplet their poems. Xiangyun has a line about the shadow of a crane crossing a cold pond, and Daiyu has "the cold moon buries the flower soul." The two people's poems probably correspond to their own destiny.
Then Miaoyu thought it was too "bleak and eerie", and finally completed it with "the bells ringing in the green temple, and the chickens singing in the fragrant village", which showed an optimistic and open atmosphere.
At this time, Miaoyu took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth. She didn't know whether it was because she had eaten half a bowl of gruel or for some other reason. A faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks. She looked at the young man with complicated eyes with her cold eyes. She was silent for a moment and said:
"Tomorrow...is my mother's memorial day."
When Jia Heng heard this, his face was stunned, and he frowned and said: "This... I'm sorry, I don't know."
I was reading the files the day before yesterday and looking up Miaoyu's case, but I didn't notice this section.
"It's nothing, it's been many years." Miaoyu shook her head gently, her voice was a little softer, she raised her eyes and glanced at the young man without saying anything.
Jia Heng did not continue this section, took the porridge bowl, stood up, put it on the small table aside, and said: "The day before yesterday, I said that I would discuss with you about your father's files. Now the copy of the files is in my study.
I told you to take a look in the next two days and then add it all up with you."
Miaoyu paused slightly, looked at the young man, and said softly: "Have you discovered anything before?"
Jia Heng frowned and said in a deep voice: "There is indeed something strange, or something unusual. I am also going to study the files again and ask some insiders. By the way, what kind of person is your father? Do you still have an impression?
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Miaoyu's crystal-clear jade face showed the color of memories, and finally shook her head.
Holding someone's handkerchief in his hand, he said in a clear voice: "I have been sick since I was a child, so I bought many stand-ins, but none of them worked. When I was three years old, I entered the Xuan Tomb Panxiang Temple to practice, and then I gradually got better.
, when I was seven or eight years old, the family suffered a disaster, so I did not get along with my father for a long time. Later, I heard from my master that my father had offended Prince Zhongshun's family, framed him, and was later implicated in a counter-case."
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "There are also some old grudges between King Zhongshun and me. If your father's case is indeed unfair, there may be a chance to vindicate the case and restore your parents' reputation. At that time, you may not need to become a monk."
Miaoyu softly said "Hmm", Leng Yu's bright eyes flickered, fell on the face of the young man opposite, and asked: "Why don't I have to become a monk?"
Jia Heng looked at Miao Yu. At this time, because he was ill, he did not put up Miao Chang's bun, but spread his hair over his shoulders, and said: "You have six impure roots and unfinished earthly connections. If you are at home, how can you become a monk?"
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Miaoyu: "..."
This time, there was no rebuttal. He just glanced at the young man sitting on the stool with a pair of clear eyes, and then lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jia Heng said softly: "When the injustice is over, you can return home to pay homage to your parents."
Upon hearing this, Miaoyu's eyes flashed, she looked at the young man and said, "King Zhongshun is the emperor's brother, so it's not easy to deal with him. You have to be careful."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "I know it well."
Miaoyu said "hmm" and said nothing.
At this moment, the two of them seemed like good friends having a long conversation, and the tit-for-tat confrontation in the past was temporarily gone.
Jia Heng's tone was calm and he said: "Wait a while, bring the medicine over, decoct it and take a dose first. You don't eat meat on weekdays. In fact, it's not good. You always eat some porridge to replenish blood and vitality. Since it's at home,
You don’t have to be polite if you want to stay.”
Hearing the young man's calm words, Miaoyu couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in her heart. However, she had always had a proud temperament, so she couldn't say thank you at that time.
While the two were talking, a nun entered the side room from outside and said, "Miss, Master Heng, the medicine has been captured."
There is a medicine shop on Ningrong Street. At this time, people from Ningguo Mansion went to buy medicine and were naturally very attentive.
Jia Heng said: "Leave it to the kitchen to cook and drink. I will bring it to your girl later."
Grandma responded quickly.
Miaoyu looked at the young man, was quiet for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Uncle Heng hasn't had dinner yet, has he?"
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup on the side, took a sip of tea, and said, "I'm not hungry. I'll go back to eat later."
Miaoyu softly said "hmm", thought for a while, and then said: "Xichun rarely talks about Zen with me recently."
"Oh? That's good." Jia Heng finally showed a slight smile on his face and said, "Thank you, Master."
"It has nothing to do with the poor nun." Miaoyu caught the frozen smile on the young man's face and sighed quietly in her heart.
It was you who used the love between brother and sister, and perhaps the ignorant love between man and woman, to make her no longer want to be alone and detached. But in the future, she may be too attached and when she doesn't get what she wants, she will be disheartened and run away to Buddhism again.
It can be known.
One drink and one peck, there may be a certain destiny.
Jia Heng didn't know Miao Yu's inner criticism, so he sat for a while and said, "Okay, Master, let's take a rest early. I'll go back first and come to see you after I've read the files tomorrow."
Hearing this, Miaoyu raised her jade face as cold as snow and looked at the young man. She felt a little reluctant, but her expression didn't show any signs of it. She said in a clear voice: "Uncle Heng, please go slowly."
Jia Heng nodded, said nothing else, stood up and left.
Miaoyu looked at the disappearing figure, slowly picked up the handkerchief left by Jia Heng, and looked at the porridge stains on it. In the past, it might have been dazzling and she felt that she had to wash it off, but now she looked carefully,
But my heart felt a little happy.
Folding the handkerchief, looking at the candlelight in the distance, the previous scenes seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and for a moment... he was a little crazy.