Shu Shu washed her face with ice water and regained consciousness.
Although she warned Brother Jiu once, she was still a little worried.
It's been too much nonsense recently.
Sitting in front of the dressing mirror, she looked at her complexion.
Fortunately, he is young, but the circles under his eyes are a bit dark.
She is hungry too.
I planned to go to bed before, so I had an empty stomach.
Now that I have fully woken up, it is a bit difficult.
She said to Xiao Chun: "Heat up the Shaomai and serve it with mutton soup..."
Mutton soup uses cooked white-cut mutton and is very simple to make.
Xiaochun went out to deliver a message.
There was movement outside. Shu Shu looked over and saw Brother Jiu was back.
He yawned and said: "I'm so sleepy, Khan Ama is really going to give me a hard time!"
Shu Shu stood up and took the wine jar from his hand with curiosity.
"Why is there still wine?"
"The Ganoderma lucidum wine rewarded by Khan Ama is soothing and replenishing..."
Brother Jiu said, remembering the imperial doctor's diagnosis, his face still felt hot.
He concealed the words "deficiency of yin" and gave the previous diagnosis of "deficiency of heart, courage and qi".
"Do you think he is really capable, or is he just guessing based on what I said?"
Brother Jiu seems to believe it but not believe it.
Shu Shu said: "Since there is inheritance and the pulse pattern is classified, it should be reliable. Besides, the doctor's original treatment is to 'look, smell, ask, and feel'. Asking more questions and looking at my expression are also the basis for diagnosis."
Although she is not yet a beginner, she is convinced of Chinese medicine.
Brother Jiu only complained a few words.
Shu Shu ordered the meal to be passed around.
Brother Jiu lay down on the south kang, looked at Shu Shu, and concealed his uncle's words that his days were numbered.
If she did, she wouldn't feel safe going out.
He said: "Khan Ama really believed it. She thought I was frightened and asked me to go to the Ministry of Punishment tomorrow to look at the death row inmates who were executed last year. I will go there for half a day in three days. I think I have a new errand..."
After hearing this, Shu Shu said with envy: "That's good, there's no place to look outside."
These are real examples, events that novelists cannot make up.
Why are later generations of mystery novels so popular?
That's because it's fascinating, has various reversals, and is logically self-consistent.
Mostly because of good story templates.
It's not that she is idle and bored, thinking that all the misfortunes in the world can be used as stories, but she feels that it is not a bad thing to expose Brother Jiu to these things.
Brother Jiu thought she was teaching him to lie, but in fact she was teaching him the truth.
He was just frightened, and he couldn't finish talking about it just last night.
He didn't realize it himself. The more timid he was, the more bluffing he became, and he seemed to be a bit stern but shy.
Go and see more of the death row prisoners, first understand the principle of "the sky is wide open and there are no omissions", and then look at the retribution of cause and effect.
With his courage, there will be no major flaws in his actions in the future.
Brother Jiu glanced at her disapprovingly and said, "Why don't you be selective when reading books? You want to read everything?"
If you get scared then, what should you do?
Shu Shu smiled and said, "I've read Gong Gu's novel before, I'm just a little curious."
Brother Jiu thought for a while and said, "Then don't listen to these dirty things. If you look into it and look at people as bad, then you will be unhappy in the future."
Shu Shu nodded and did not argue with him.
Shaomai and mutton soup are served.
Brother Jiu just had noodle tea, which means he is full of water.
The couple sat and ate together.
After rinsing their mouths and chatting for a while, the couple fell asleep again, sleeping very soundly.
Just as Shu Shu expected.
The whole thing is turned upside down.
When it was time to turn on the lamp, Brother Jiu woke up.
His eyes were shining, but Shu Shu didn't dare to let him play nonsense anymore, and pointed to the warm medicine on the smoke cage.
"There are two things sent from the Royal Pharmacy. This one is a decoction, Guipi Decoction, and the other one is a large honey pill to soothe the nerves. It should be taken warmly with Ganoderma lucidum wine..."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but smile.
You deserve it, you are in trouble every day!
It took a lot of effort to get my body back to normal, but I just forced myself to suffer from kidney deficiency.
Fortunately, it was based on the prescription for nocturnal emissions. If he had followed the prescription for excessive sexual exertion, he would not have to see anyone.
Brother Jiu's face turned dark, with an accusation on his face, and he gritted his teeth: "Who are you doing this for? You are still laughing..."
Shu Shu immediately restrained himself and said, "I was wrong...but let's take a break and let's talk..."
Brother Jiu grumbled: "What night did you not have a good conversation?"
Shu Shu sat in front of Brother Jiu, pointed at the circles under his eyes and said, "It's not just me who needs to be repaired, I also need to be recuperated. I can't say that I'm worse than me."
Brother Jiu looked at it carefully for several times and said, "What's wrong? I don't look any different than usual."
Only then did Shu Shu remember that she had been negligent and slept all day during the day, and the dark circles under her eyes were relieved.
She pulled Brother Jiu and said: "If we don't seize the day, it will last forever..."
Brother Jiu couldn't help but be reluctant, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous when he saw the bowl of medicine.
Who is not afraid of death?
He was also afraid in his heart.
"Okay, then let's talk nicely and take a nap after midnight. It will be the other way around tomorrow."
The sound of banging was heard in the distance outside, and it was time to watch.
Shu Shu sighed and said, "Amu won't let Ama intervene, so what will she do?"
Brother Jiu thought for a while and said, "Send the complaint to the government and ask Peng Chun to make the decision?"
Shu Shu sat up and said, "Sue?!"
Brother Jiu nodded and said: "Peng Chun is the clan leader and a cousin, so he is suitable to take care of this!"
Shu Shu didn't think so.
Even if they are relatives, they are still two groups.
Amou didn't go around much with the government on weekdays.
But this "report"...
There is a saying.
I just don't know whether it is the Infantry Command Yamen or the Zongren Mansion.
Amou is the daughter of a noble clan. She is named "Duoluogege" as the daughter of a county king. She is the county head in Chinese. Her annual salary is one hundred and ten taels of silver and one hundred and ten dendrobiums of rice.
The uncle is a "Duo Luo forehead consort", and he also has an annual salary of sixty taels of silver and sixty dendrobium of rice.
For those related to the two of them, it is not wrong to report to the clan mansion, and it is not wrong to report to the infantry command yamen.
Seeing that Shu Shu stopped talking, Brother Jiu looked over and said, "Is that right?"
Shu Shu shook her head and said, "I'm right, only my cousin can take care of this."
Brother Jiu thought for a while and said: "If this title is to fall on my father-in-law, it is necessary for outsiders to gossip. If it is not possible, it is appropriate to adopt Zhuliang..."
In that case, the title would pass over Qi Xi and fall directly on Zhu Liang.
If the branch is transferred, Qi Xi and his uncle will inherit the title inherited from their ancestors and will not surrender.
If you choose an heir, you will have to surrender if you don't know.
Shu Shu listened without saying anything.
Amou will not want an heir.
If she is really serious, with her status as the county head, she is not without a chance to compete.
I just don't want to steal my sister-in-law's son.
I am also afraid that the younger generation will feel unfair because of the choice of heir.
After all, choosing an heir does not necessarily mean the eldest son.
Everyone is eligible.
But if you really want your younger brother to inherit a high title, the right brother will be several levels short of the title, and it will be difficult for the brothers to live happily in the future.
Shu Shu guessed Mrs. Bo's next move and felt relieved.
Not to mention that there are ten elder brothers in the clan mansion, even if there are no ten elder brothers, they will only be biased towards Ah Mou.
The direction of the lawsuit and the inheritance of the title will follow Ah Mou's wishes.
But there is no need to say these words in front of Brother Jiu.
She doesn't want to be a female Zhuge.
Brother Ninth remembered how during the wedding, several cousins-in-law from the palace were trying to steal the limelight.
"Peng Chun has several sons who are not jealous of the title, but are they also interested in it?"
He was a little worried.
Shu Shu smiled and said: "There is no such precedent, so don't worry..."
The "Laws of the Qing Dynasty" has regulations regarding the inheritance of titles.
The Dong E family has the title of meritorious official, and the title of meritorious official is based on accumulated military merit.
There are fixed titles for both the first and second times. A second-class uncle is one who has accumulated sixteen military merits.
According to the rules of inheritance of civil nobility, one will be demoted one level at a time until the last time.
In this way, the second-class uncle can pass it on to more than ten generations.
But in fact, the inheritance of noble titles has no rules at all.
If you have obtained the Sacred Heart, you may not surrender.
If you don't have the Sacred Heart, it's not uncommon for a generation to be demoted to the fifth or sixth level.
The reason why Brother Ninth felt it was a pity for Xizhu to inherit the title before was because Xizhu's status was low and his qualifications were ordinary, so he would definitely be demoted.
From the clan to the nobility, there were many fights for titles, but the close clans were always at odds with each other.
This is limited by law, and titles are inherited in the order of closeness and kinship, such as the same father and the same ancestor.
Unless Qi Xi and his son are dead, the Duke's government won't be able to figure out the title.
This is also why, when a noble family fights among themselves, brothers fight the most fiercely, but they can live in harmony with their clansmen, which also means "making friends from far away and attacking close by".
Seeing Brother Jiu getting more and more energetic as he talked, Shu Shu felt that this was not possible.
At this rate, I can't sleep even in the middle of the night.
She went to the study room and pulled out a book. Inside was a painting album, which was the Eight Duan Jin that Xiao Song had mentioned.
Brother Jiu came over and asked puzzledly: "Why is it a single painting?"
The brochures I read a few days ago were all for two people, and sometimes there were three or four people.
Shu Shu rolled her eyes at him angrily and said, "It's Baduanjin, not the other ones!"
Brother Jiu saw the posture above, which was like squatting on a horse, and said, "What are you training on? Are you training your legs and feet?"
Shu Shu smiled and said: "To keep fit, we have nothing to do. Why don't we give it a try..."
Brother Jiu pursed his lips, looked at Shu Shu, and said angrily, "Do you dislike me?"
It is not good for such misunderstandings to exist between husband and wife.
Shu Shu put down the book, leaned over and whispered: "I prepared it for Jiu Gege!"
Brother Jiu's eyes widened and he couldn't care less about his anger. He hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with Xiao Jiu?"
It's hard to say whether Shu Shu likes to be quiet or active, and she eats very little. She's afraid that her health is not good and she won't be able to withstand the heat in the future. Because that's no excuse.
Nowadays, the Eight Banners are Sinicized, and many ladies are like this.
Shu Shu made nonsense: "I read it in a book. It said that women's waists are too slender and they like to be quiet and don't like to move, which is not conducive to childbirth. They are afraid of life and death. I just thought that I happened to have nothing to do on the boat, so I practiced with Jiu Gege.
Practice this.”
Brother Jiu's face turned pale when he heard this, and he looked at Shu Shu's waist.
Um……
It seems that it has nothing to do with slenderness...