In the afternoon, Jiang Shuyue took a nap in a room in the backyard.
Qiu Ju and Yin Qiao were not sleepy. They were talking and learning about herbs in front.
When Jiang Shuyue came out, there were already more than ten women waiting outside with girls.
Jiang Shuyue interviewed them one by one, asking questions for the little girl to answer.
After some screening, only six people qualified.
"Girl, please keep my girl? My girl is very hard-working and is good at washing clothes and cooking."
The defeated woman begged with red eyes.
The other women also echoed: "Yes! Our daughters can do things, they just don't study."
Jiang Shuyue secretly shook her head after hearing this.
She said to the women who were rejected: "If you get sick, the doctor can't even write down the prescription. Do you dare to drink the medicine prescribed by the doctor?"
Several women were stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Girls can learn slowly."
"That's right, all monks are human beings. What's the problem? My mother-in-law can also deliver babies. She doesn't know how to read."
It's true that when a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain.
Qiu Ju couldn't stand listening anymore.
She said in a friendly manner: "It is true that all monks are learned, but they must also have the root of wisdom, just like Master Huiyuan of Qinglian Temple. If all the monks have the root of wisdom, wouldn't they all be called masters? ?”
The women were slightly startled when they heard this, and then their faces turned red.
"That's it, you girls are still young, take them home and learn slowly. If you can't learn medicine, you can also learn embroidery, burning incense and so on."
Jiang Shuyue could only say this.
The girls she rejected looked pretty good, but their eyes lacked aura and they had never read. Jiang Shuyue was helpless.
Learning medical skills is not something that everyone can learn. If you learn it well, it will help the world, but if you don't learn it well, it will kill your life.
So she didn't dare to be careless in choosing people.
The loser left with a look of regret on his face.
Jiang Shuyue explained the rules in the medical clinic and Yueyin to several people.
The little girls are as happy as silver feathers, smiling happily.
Several girls' families are not well-off, and some of them have small businesses.
Jiang Shuyue was very satisfied that her home was not far from here.
She asked Qiu Ju and Yinqiao to lead a few people to start by understanding the medicinal materials. Seeing that it was still early, she sat behind the screen to study the prescription for the epidemic.
The girls are all of average age and we got to know each other quickly.
After these few days, Jiang Shuyue came up with a prescription for plague. She calculated the time and found that the possibility of a fever epidemic was extremely high.
Febrile epidemics are warm in nature, highly contagious and can cause rapidly spreading exogenous fevers.
Heat epidemics include damp heat epidemic, summer heat epidemic, and warm fever epidemic.
Malaria is also possible.
She has a general understanding of the compatibility of malaria. Compared with plague, the formula for malaria is more difficult.
She had to prepare prescriptions for these possible epidemics as soon as possible.
She knew the basic pathology and what medicinal materials could suppress it, but this was all in the era of traditional Chinese medicine, and it was too difficult for her to find a formula that could replace Western medicine.
At sunset, for the safety of the girls, when Gao Mu came to pick up Jiang Shuyue from the hospital, she asked Gao Mu to send the girls home one by one.
…
In Qingyun Zhai, Yang Mao quietly looked out the window in a daze.
Last night he learned from Dongmei that Jiang Shuyue was still alive.
After Mrs. Wang was sent back to her parents' home by the Yang family, she was not reused by her mistress. She was assigned to do chores in the kitchen.
She has been looking for opportunities to find ways to return to Shangshu Mansion.
One day, she was wandering outside the Shangshu Mansion and saw her old lady friend coming out of the corner door.
The mother-in-law told her that the eldest lady had returned to the capital. She also told her that now was the time for the second lady to discuss marriage, and asked her to keep her mouth shut.
The scholars in the study left one after another.
At this time in the past, Yang Mao had already gone home.
While he was in a state of confusion, a magnificent carriage stopped in front of Jiang Mansion Gate opposite.
He was refreshed and limped out hurriedly.
On the carriage, a woman wearing a lake blue smoke gauze dress came down.
The woman's shoulders are cut into willows, her eyes are bright and her teeth are white, and the ice and snow come out of the dust, she looks like a fairy.
The woman stepped out of the carriage and raised her head.
"Cousin Shuyue!"
Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Jiang Shuyue stopped, looking for the sound and frowning.
Qiu Ju followed Jiang Shuyue's line of sight.
Qiu Ju saw Yang Mao limping over, and she quickly stood in front of Jiang Shuyue.
"Miss, come in quickly. It's Yang Mao. It's so unlucky to meet him here!"
Gao Mu put down the reins and stood beside Jiang Shuyue with a vigorous stride, looking at Yang Mao with unkind eyes.
Jiang Shuyue pulled Qiu Ju and said, "The capital is so big, it's only a matter of time before we meet him."
He's just a cripple, what other tricks can he do?
Jian Jiang looked at himself.
Yang Mao was extremely excited.
"Cousin Shuyue, is it really you?"
"Sir, please respect yourself. I am not your cousin. You have mistaken me for the wrong person." Jiang Shuyue's tone was cold, as if she had never known the person in front of her.
"Yes, I'm sorry..." Yang Mao was shocked by the chilling aura emanating from Gao Mu.
He originally had a lot to say to Jiang Shuyue, but now all he had left was "I'm sorry."
He raised his head and forgot to look at the plaque of Jiang Mansion, then glanced at Jiang Shuyue and quickly lowered his head.
Then he limped back toward home.
"This time, he is quite sensible." Qiu Ju secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Mao's temperament used to be that he would not give up until he struggled with him no matter what.
…
The next day.
Yang dressed up like a peacock and took Jiang Jiaojiao to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
After entering the main gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the housekeeper settled Yang's mother and daughter, Mrs. Qu and Caiyan in the front hall and sat down before sending someone into the backyard to report.
Mrs. Yang thought that the housekeeper would take her directly to see Mrs. Wei.
Jiang Jiaojiao's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Jiao'er, this is the queen's natal family, an unusual official family."
Yang means that it is reasonable to neglect them.
Jiang Jiaojiao lowered her eyes and suppressed the displeasure in her heart.
After a while, a charming woman walked out of the inner courtyard with a smile.
"Hey! Mrs. Jiang, long time no see. I'm sorry to hear you come from afar. Please come in quickly."
Yang was slightly stunned.
The person who came to receive them was Prime Minister Wei's aunt.
Before Yang became a stepmother, the two of them had met several times.
"Aunt Chen, why is it you?"
Mrs. Yang fully expected that the one receiving them would be the Prime Minister's wife, or at least the principal wife of the second room of the Wei family.
But... you still don't think of yourself as the principal wife of Jiang Mansion?
"Just now when the maid went to report to the old lady's courtyard, I happened to go over to say hello. So, I took the initiative to invite you."
Aunt Chen was laughing so hard that her hairpins were shaking, and she looked extremely smooth.
"Aunt Chen is interested. I heard that the old lady was frightened, so I brought Jiaoer here to visit. I don't know if the old lady is okay?"
Aunt Chen stepped forward and took Yang's arm, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously: "The old lady is in good spirits, but the one in the palace... ahem, seems to be in trouble."
