As for Nanxian, they naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with rejecting this inexplicable invitation.
The New Year is approaching. Today is the 29th and tomorrow will be the 30th. My family is busy arranging all the expenses needed for the New Year. On the street outside the alley, stalls selling couplets and peach charms stretch from the street to the end of the street. I haven’t left the alley yet. , and you can hear the noisy shouting.
This Jiankang city is preparing enthusiastically for the Chinese New Year. Everyone has become tolerant and generous. Even the fierce old water carrier in the backyard has stopped cursing in the past few days. Regardless of whether they are sick or not, everyone unanimously decided not to get sick again after the New Year. Therefore, Nanxian has a lot of free time at the end of the New Year. He can cut the window grilles at home, wait for the sun to get higher, and go out shopping with Yunci.
Young girls have to dress up carefully whenever they want to go shopping, but because they are still in the period of mourning, they cannot wear too bright clothes. Yunci changed into a pink-coloured curved collared shirt and paired it with a velvet skirt, and happily circled twice in the center of the earth. "Sister, look at it, does it look good?"
Nan Xian was combing her hair in front of the dressing table. He looked at her in the brass mirror and praised her repeatedly: "It has the bright charm of spring."
She straightened up and tightened the waistband of her skirt. The jingle blue skirt covered the hem of her skirt, and the slender ribbons flowed down from the skirt. She took two steps and felt as graceful as a giant.
Nan Xian smiled and said, "I look good dressed up like this."
That's natural. In Yunci's eyes, Sister A is probably the most beautiful girl in Jiankang City. Because there are always official family members coming to visit, I have seen many young ladies in the boudoir. In terms of facial features, my sister is the most dignified. In terms of figure, my fifteen-year-old self would be inferior to her because of her curvy waist. If it weren't for my sister's grand ambition to save the world and follow the girls to the palace to choose her, it would not be a problem to become a concubine, not to mention becoming the queen's wife.
The child didn't hold back his words, and he actually said this to his sister, and was beaten twice mercilessly by her sister.
When it was time to go out, the two held hands and walked out of the alley. Sister A habitually held her tightly, as if she would get lost if she was negligent.
Yunci also defended: "I'm not a child, I won't run around."
Nan Xian said no, "There are so many people celebrating the New Year, maybe they got into the flower shop. It's best to trick an unsuspecting girl like you. I'll put you in a sack and take her away, sell her to someone else's house as a maid, and let you get up before dawn." Make a fire to cook and wash clothes, it’s up to you what to do.”
Of course, this is all used to scare people. If they really want to be captured and sold as a maid, they will have burnt incense in the previous life.
Yunci wrinkled her nose and didn't dare to resist anymore. She honestly held her sister's arm and walked together.
When I passed by the butcher's shop, I saw a lot of people surrounding me. There was a row of large iron hooks hanging under the eaves of the shop, and there were hoofs, ribs, and livers hanging from them. Yunci said: "I read a miscellaneous book yesterday and there was a story in the book. It's still sad to think about it now."
Nanxian asked curiously, and heard her murmuring: "The flesh and bones of hibiscus are cooked to make it fragrant, and the milk is made into fufu, and people compete to taste it. It is said that there was a severe drought during the Hongjing period, and there was no harvest. The people were poor and many people died of starvation. One day The young couple had just gotten married and couldn't get through it. One day, the wife suddenly handed three thousand coins to her husband and went out in tears. The husband hurriedly went out to look for her, but when he found her, he found his wife's arm hanging in the market. It turns out that she exchanged herself for 3,000 yuan to help her husband survive, sister said, but it’s very sad, isn’t it?”
Nan Xian couldn't help but feel sad after hearing this, but what he said broke Yun Ci's fantasy.
"It's the newlyweds who are willing to exchange themselves for money. It would be great if they don't sell their husbands after ten or eight years of marriage." He started laughing.
Yunci stared blankly, "Why?"
Nan Xian said: "You see, no one in our family who treats Zang mania is full of complaints. Last time, the wife of Shangshu Youcheng's family was not only taking medicine to treat a waist injury, but she said it was a sprain due to a fight between husband and wife in the boudoir."
Yunci had nothing to say now. In fact, they heard some secrets about other families every day. Old couples and old couples could easily get into fights.
Alas, forget it, let’s keep the touching feeling in the book. The most important thing now is to satisfy the appetite. Yunci pointed to the stall under the county wall, "I'm hungry when I talk about buns. Let's go and have two bowls, shall we?"
Nanxian said yes and asked the accompanying maid to find a seat first, and he and Yunci followed.
Just as they were about to sit down, they suddenly saw two people coming out of the shed, wearing the armor of Marquis Wu, with slender faces. They strode up to them and asked in a loud voice: "Who is the eldest lady of the Xiang family?"
Everyone looked at each other, Nanxian calmly pulled Yunci behind him, and said calmly: "That's me. If you don't know what's the use, why bother asking me?"
Those two people were quite polite. After all, the Xiang family girl treated the female relatives in the city. They had never interacted with each other before, and they did not guarantee that they would never interact with them in the future. Then he raised his hands and saluted, "We are from the school affairs office. Please take the time to come with us, madam."
Yunci didn't know what happened, so she grabbed Nan Xian tightly and stuck her head in and said, "My sister has never done anything bad, why do you want to take her?"
As a result, the two people glared and said, "The school affairs office is doing things, so it's better not to question it, little lady."
The so-called school affairs office was ordered to punish rape, jail, and supervise officials who were extravagant and illegal, etc. It used to be a legitimate yamen, but later it gradually evolved into a ruthless organization that everyone feared. Whenever they summoned him, they really didn't need to explain the reason.
Nanxian knew in his heart that it must have been caused by the toadstool incident. On that day, God's Domain said that the court was conducting a thorough investigation, but it turned out that the school affairs office was responsible for it.
What should I do? If I provoke something that I shouldn't provoke, I should have made such preparations long ago. Nanxian comforted Yunci: "It's nothing important. I'll go with them. You go home and guard the door."
Yunci and the maid next to him were anxious and hurriedly chased him out, but the two men took Nanxian all the way north without looking back, and soon disappeared at the end of the market.
The school office is located on the left road of Zhuquehang. There were originally hundreds of official buildings on both sides. After moving to Yuji, the official buildings were moved to Hengtang, and these buildings were converted into various official offices.
Nanxian followed Aweng here when he was a child. It was still the residence of Tingwei at that time. Now the cold words "school affairs" are hung on the lintel, and the vermilion pillars are also painted black. Standing at the foot of the steps, he looks at it. Like a huge tiger's mouth.
Although he can sit upright and upright, he is still a little timid in a place like this where people eat people without spitting out their bones.
The person leading the way gestured inwards and said, "Mrs. Xiang, please." There was a hint of invitation in his tone.
Nan Xian lifted up her skirt and entered the door. It was the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there was no sign of slacking off in the government office. The jailers on both sides stood holding knives like nails. Someone passed in front of them, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at them, almost staring them out. The hole in the body.
Nan Xian bravely walked into the main hall. There was no one in the hall, so he was led directly into the side hall.
This side hall was arranged like a study room. The chief of the school affairs office was a very sentimental person. There was a flower in the pottery vase on the desk. There was light smoke in the copper crane stove next to it, and the fragrance of pine and cypress was burning.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the person sitting behind the case raised his eyes. He didn't look as ferocious as the rumors said. Instead, he looked somewhat elegant. He stood up and asked, "Is this Madam Xiang the person here?"
Nan Xian said yes and saluted him.
He nodded and said slowly: "I invite you to come here today. It's just an ordinary question. It doesn't count as a court appearance. You don't have to be afraid."
Nanxian leaned forward slightly, "I will definitely tell you everything I know. Please ask the Grand Prime Minister."
She called the Grand Prime Minister, which was usually used to address the Prime Minister. A mere supervisor did not deserve such an honor.
The person behind the case said: "My name is Wang Chaoyuan, and I only have an official position of the fourth rank in the court. You can call me a supervisor. The reason why I am alarmed in the New Year is because of the poisoning of Prince Feng Yi's heir. Investigate this case. As a female doctor who has experienced it firsthand, I have to answer a few questions... Oh, it's just a routine matter, I just need to tell the truth."
According to the truth, the usual words contain threats that are not easy to detect.
Nan Xianfu bowed again, not knowing how he would cross-examine him. All he could do was try his best to avoid letting Xiang Jia get involved in this matter.
Sure enough, Wang Chaoyuan's first question was whether he knew Wang Sizi beforehand.
Nanxian shook his head, "I've never gotten to know him before."
This answer obviously did not satisfy Wang Chaoyuan. He pondered for a while and said: "This doesn't make sense. I heard that the young lady only treats women's family members and never goes out to see the doctor. How come someone came to invite me in the middle of the night, and the young lady went there happily? ?”
Nanxian said: "The steward who was ordered to come that night did not explain that he was seeing a doctor for the king's heir. He lied that the female family member of the Duke's house was having difficulty in giving birth and must ask me to come and save her life. I have studied medicine with my family since I was a child, and I have never seen death. They begged me in every possible way not to save me, so I had to make an exception. When I arrived at the eastern suburbs of Qingxi, I realized that it was not the summons from the Duke's palace."
Wang Chaoyuan listened carefully to what she said, raised his eyes and glanced at her gently, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, "The king's heir, who was seriously poisoned, did not go to the medical officer of the imperial medical bureau, but went to the boudoir to find a wife. It seems a bit unreasonable. ." After saying this, he changed his smile and said in a harmonious voice, "Young lady, there is no need to hide and tuck in. In our line of work, many things have been figured out for a long time. I think your father and brother must have been friends with Wang Sizi for a long time. The young lady knew the truth, so she spent so much effort to treat Wang Sizi, I wonder if I am right?"
This is blackmail. If the real story is clear, there will be no need to ask more questions.
Although the Holy One summoned the bloodline of King Feng Yi to return to the court, he was forced to do so beforehand. Moreover, the situation in the court was unclear, and it was unclear whose order the school affairs office was listening to and who was being used. Aweng participated in the King Feng Yi incident and saved Queen Feng Yi's descendants. I am afraid that not only was there no success, but there was a fault. The Holy Spirit's acceptance of the Divine Realm does not mean that he will forgive those who violate the king's orders. As long as the school office says something today, she will not be able to go back to celebrate the New Year.
After thinking about it again, she said: "Jiajun was the deputy envoy of the Imperial Medical Bureau back then. He loved to study difficult and complicated diseases. He had detoxified people more than once, which was well known to everyone in the government and the public. Even though Jiajun has passed away, we, brothers and sisters, can barely do it. After passing on the inheritance to a certain extent, the servants of Wang Sizi’s family came to the house to seek treatment, and it was not considered urgent to seek medical treatment.”
The hook that Wang Chao Yuanjian set was exposed by her, and she felt a little resentful for a moment.
Since this road was blocked, he started from another road. He turned his eyes and looked at the young girl, and said slowly: "The king's heir is poisoned by the poison of Amanita. Although this poison is sinister, Deputy Ambassador Xiang does have an antidote." My wonderful hand. The young lady has inherited the mantle and has superb medical skills. She must have resolved the residual poison in Wang Heir's body. But I don't know if this incident will leave any root causes of disease in Wang Heir's body in the future and damage his body."
Regarding this issue, Nan Xian had already prepared, "The sword wounds are in the skin and texture, but the poison travels through the meridians and five internal organs. To say that it can be completely resolved, even if Hua Tuo is alive, I can't guarantee it. A few days ago, Wang Sizi came to my house to express his thanks, and I helped him again." He checked his pulse once, but it was still unstable and his breath was messy. On the surface, there seemed to be no serious problem, but in fact, his vitality was extremely depleted..."
But before he finished speaking, Wang Chaoyuan suddenly yelled, "Mrs. Xiang, no one has taught you not to play tricks in the school office? That day, the emperor summoned the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the king's heir. It’s clear that the king’s heir is fine, but you’re still here making alarmist remarks!”
Nan Xian was a girl from the boudoir. Her family members were always soft-spoken, and all the patients who came to see her were polite. When had she ever been scolded like this?
Wang Chaoyuan was so shocked that her face suddenly changed, but her grievance and panic could not make her change her mind. She gritted her teeth and said: "Practice of medicine is personal. I don't know how other people diagnose. This is my diagnosis. Why doesn't the supervisor believe it?"
Wang Chaoyuan sneered, but he was not eager to force her to admit that the Divine Realm had recovered as Nanxian imagined. Instead, he revealed a weird look and pointedly guided, "The remaining poison in Wang Sizi's body has not been cleared away, but he is actually injured." The foundation and even life are in danger. If I understand it this way, is it right to look at the lady?"
His change of topic caught Nan Xian off guard, and he quickly weighed in his mind whether it was better to have the mushroom poison remaining or not.
If there is any residue, it is the fault of the person who poisoned it. If something goes wrong in the divine realm, it will also be the fault of the person who poisoned it.
But is it really that simple? Her poor medical skills killed the royal family, how could she escape unscathed?
When I was hesitating, I suddenly heard a clear voice coming from the door, saying calmly: "Although there are residues of the poison, my wife's medical skills will clean it out for me sooner or later." Supervisor Wang talked to the girl, Why speak so harshly, what if the girl is frightened?"
Never before had a person's voice made Nan Xian feel so pleasant. She was in dire straits, and the timely appearance of the victim was tantamount to a redemption, which made her burst into tears of gratitude.
She hurriedly looked back, and the thin silhouette was projected on the window paper of the setting sun. Slowly moving over, he finally appeared in front of the door. His smile was subtle but bright, his eyes wandered across her face, and he said warmly: "Sister, I seem to be late, and I was frightened for nothing."
