Third aunt Ma left the city early in the morning and hurried to the temple to report the news. The woman's eyebrows and hair were still stained with morning dew.
Cao Xiwan said a few words casually: "I want to clean the house, sweep the floor and keep the incense, and my aunt will go back. I understand."
Liu Ruhai, carrying a yellow cane food box, strolled over to visit and saw her talking.
The door of the courtyard was opened wide. On the other side of the west wing, the female ghost Qingluo was leaning against the door, with drooped eyebrows and muttering to a woman in gray, with a sinister look on her face.
With this look on her face, she looked like a girl from the neighborhood. He thought that she was fooling this woman.
The third aunt was startled when she heard the coughing sound. She turned around and saw Scholar Liu outside the door and asked, "Who is this?"
"Auntie, please go back." She interrupted. The third aunt left in a hurry. She didn't dare to pick on the difference between men and women. She only gave a parting warning: "Don't pretend you don't know that Xiaotian, the second child's family, is going to be adopted into your family."
.The second brother’s family will be proud!”
Cao Xiwan responded with a smile, only looking at Liu Ruhai.
When she sees him and thinks of the north, she will wonder if her stupid parents abandoned her on purpose?
The more I become a disabled person and become seriously ill and frail, the more I think about the old memories of my childhood.
How could your own parents be so stupid? The eldest man died, there was a funeral, and the whole family was going to Jinling City with the old lady. Why did they forget their own daughter at the cemetery?
She asked, and her parents said she didn't throw it away on purpose. Then, a few years after she came back, her second uncle wanted to adopt his son Xiaotian to his parents. Her parents quietly discussed the matter with her, and she also
There was no fuss. Someone beat the second uncle and sent him to jail for a few days to frighten him. The incident disappeared.
From then on, she moved to the study outside the Hou Mansion and refused to go home.
I just moved back this year.
Nowadays, she doesn't beat her uncle, and she doesn't plan to put her relatives in jail anymore. Why bother? Several aunts are eyeing her second uncle's house. After all, there are sons in each house. Why should she adopt Xiaotian?
Liu Ruhai had not yet inquired about these details about her family, but he noticed that she was often depressed. He speculated that it was because of Marquis Nankang's marriage?
Although there was no one in the courtyard, there was an old well with a loess edge and clumps of small gray-green weeds growing there.
He stood in the courtyard and watched her carry an old small table and small stools to the granite corridor.
He stepped forward and opened the food box. Inside were two bowls of fragrant hot noodles. Seifuku Temple's famous vegetarian noodles.
Her eyes lit up, and she quickly came over and sat across from him.
"I have chopsticks. They are hot." She gave them to him and stopped him from using the chopsticks that came with the noodles. "They are not clean."
He smiled and nodded, and the two of them ate noodles facing each other. In the morning, there was no sound of anyone in the yard.
Is she not sweeping the floor today?
"Someone is sick. I'm afraid of getting sick," she explained.
He raised his eyebrows and nodded, just as he heard another knock on the door.
The little novice monk brought a large bag of lime powder, which she asked someone to buy for disinfecting the yard.
"Doctor Liu is also here." The little novice married him very politely, and there was nothing unusual about his expression. Liu Ruhai also heard that a child in the temple was sick a few days ago. The nun went to the tenant's house overnight to apply medicine, but he didn't feel well.
, and went to the capital to ask for a doctor.
No wonder she hasn't been sweeping the floor these days. Is this the reason? She's so weak, I'm afraid it's really easy for her to get sick.
"Is there a cemetery on the mountain behind the temple?" He put down his chopsticks.
"Yes. Yes." She answered vaguely while still immersed in drinking soup.
He pondered.
Is it a cadaver virus?
The noodle soup was gone, Cao Xiwan squinted his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.
It seems that after he accepted her five hundred taels, he had to come over in the early morning sunshine, sit in front of her room, slurp noodles, drink the tea she stole from the temple master's wife's room, and chat with her.
Talk about things to make her happy.
Are all famous doctors like this?
she mused.
It would definitely be very profitable to open a drug store and hire a famous doctor like him who would not refuse to work for free.
She has been in the temple for many years and is well-informed. She had already heard that Liu Ruhai went to the tenant's house yesterday to see the children and even walked around the tenant's house several times. He should know that the tenant is the guardian of the cemetery. Especially when the young novice came in just now
, she also called him Doctor Liu, she seemed to recognize him and thought he was here for a medical visit.
She thought for a while:
"It's okay, I've invited a doctor from the capital. He's from Huichun Hall. I heard it was just a child who ate something randomly."
"I heard about it."
He smiled. Before dawn this morning, he personally checked the pulse again. The boy sweeping the floor was not suffering from cadaver poisoning, but just a common disease.
He observed her expression without any trace, wondering that she stayed in this temple and was not in a hurry to return to the Marquis' mansion. Is the Marquis of Nankang really so ruthless?
The Huichun Hall in Beijing she mentioned was, as far as he knew, the drugstore where Mrs. Hou Lou Shuluan was married.
In fact, Qingluo female ghost should have met Lou Shuluan a long time ago in Yanjing City?
I wonder if she will still pretend not to know the old person.
He suddenly spoke and mentioned Song Chengming: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Song Dynasty, someone offered the Netherworld Nine Transformations Technique back then.
He actually dared to secretly select Jinyiwei fans to practice. I heard that there are less than a hundred people who have practiced the first level, and only ten people have practiced the third level."
She didn't utter a word to refute, that was how she was chosen.
The Marquis said: "You have special talents."
Mr. Hou also said: "Xiao Wan, of course I hope you will succeed. You are mine."
She was born as a slave in the Hou family.
He was born to be the confidant of the Deputy Governor of Jinyiwei.
She killed Zhan Baidao.
She was not wrong.
She stood up, put away the two soup bowls, and fetched water from the well to rinse the bowls. She heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw that the guest had gone to the shared kitchen to boil water.
Too diligent? Is it because the doctor likes to be clean?
If you open a shop and have a doctor who loves cleanliness and cleaning, you can also save the wages of a handyman.
She calmed down, why did she want to open a shop with a spy? Isn't this stupid? She washed the dishes and cleaned the floor, and he brought boiling water to boil the tableware. She was careful not to let water accumulate in the yard to avoid stinking, which is easy to happen in autumn.
epidemic.
When everything was ready, she turned back with water drops and saw him leisurely sitting under the eaves of the corridor.
The sun shines through the shadow of the broken tile eaves and shines on the scholar's jade face, which is rich in dark gold. There are two cups of hot crude tea on the small table. He is holding something in his hand, which is her portable white porcelain round belly medicine bottle.
, he looked at it repeatedly.
This bottle was given to me by her.
When you eat someone else's noodles, you have to think about it.
"Is this bottle carved from a single piece of jade?" he pondered for a while before asking.
"...No." She replied.
"Thousand-year Warm Jade?"
"...That's not it. It's just a porcelain vase." She was secretly angry.
He suppressed his laughter. It turned out that it was not to show off the treasure? Why did you show him the personal medicine bottle?
She cursed secretly, this guy had been so attentive for a long time, if he wanted to kill her, she had to give people a chance, right?
Liu Ruhai looked calm and calm. But he also secretly wondered, what did she want? With such an obvious trap, could he still switch poison and medicine to kill the Qingluo female ghost?
She asked as if nothing had happened: "Twenty years is too long. Don't you advise your elders to give up?"
"I am his illegitimate son."
She was slightly startled and looked at him.
Liu Ruhai smiled, put the medicine bottle back on her small square table, and continued talking, as if he knew that she didn't believe him. He deliberately talked about his past life just to get more familiar with her.
"My mother died a long time ago during the war. I met him later when I studied medicine and gained some fame." As he spoke, there seemed to be a sneer on his lips.
"I don't want to care about what he wants to do when practicing this secret art of Netherworld Nine Changes. He paid me to go to the capital to find medicine for him. As long as I can provide him with medicine, the money will continue to be paid to me. If you can still inquire,
After learning some cultivation methods, I am his proudest son, why should I persuade him to give up."
"Is he a charlatan?"
"He is the vassal king." He held the tea and took two sips.
"..." This guy is lying, she cursed secretly. It was in vain that she had sold Mr. Hou's eight unreliable scandal reports to him a few days ago.
Liu Ruhai looked at her expression, put down the tea, put his forehead on his hands, and smiled.
She had no expression on her face, he lowered his eyes and chuckled.
She heard his gentle laughter, and the scholar raised his eyes, half-glaring at her. His smiling eyes were as charming as red maples in autumn, which actually made her shudder.
This is indeed a wonderful man, she thought.
Not a descendant of any feudal lord.
He smiled and said: "I was lying, but I only said one sentence. Guess which sentence it was."
"You are his illegitimate son. This sentence," she pointed out categorically, "the first sentence is false, so none of the following sentences are true. They are all lies."
He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh.
She was not angry. Where did this vixen dare to pretend to be a relative of the emperor? The adult grandsons of each prince's palace had portraits in Jinyiwei.
He held his chin and looked at her with a smile: "Miss Qing also lied. I spent five hundred taels. Is there any truth in the news about the purchase? Do you really have no resentment towards the Marquis? I think you feel that
Is Mrs. Lou an idiot?"
None of your business, she thought.
She arranged for Jin Yiwei to investigate him for half a month. When this kid entered the capital, he actually followed the path of an old eunuch in the palace.
Of course, it may indeed be the work of the feudal prince's palace. Which feudal prince doesn't make friends with his eunuchs to get some information? It's also possible that he just went to the capital to look for medicine.
At night, she suddenly got up, walked to the yard next door, and knocked on the door.
The window was open and the shadow of the moon was moving, as if a beautiful lady was coming. Liu Ruhai had been waiting for a long time, and in a blink of an eye, the door opened.
The beautiful woman was in front, her eyes were cold, and she stretched out her hand: "My medicine bottle."
He smiled, took it out of his sleeve, and returned the porcelain medicine bottle to her. During the day, she deliberately didn't get the bottle back.
Could it be that he came here just to stand under the moon and flowers in the middle of the night and ask for it face to face?
She turned around and left with a sullen face, without the slightest feeling that she could live up to the beautiful scenery.
Liu Ruhai was in front of the door, looking up at the eaves of Chengfu Temple at the midnight autumn moon.
There was a soft chirping sound in the evening breeze, as if she had fled to a Buddhist temple in the suburbs early, but there were still people in the temple watching her every move.
In comparison, Liu Ruhai, who lived next to her, was really upright.