Recently, Mrs. Xie took Han Yao to various banquets and acted well in front of the ladies. Unfortunately, her status was too low, and she was looked down upon by high-ranking families, and she looked down upon a small family, so she was in a deadlock for a while.
"Girl, where are we going? This smells so good, can I have a bite?" Dongfeng smelled the stew in his hand, and his saliva almost turned into a river.
"I've left it for you in the kitchen. You can drink it when you get back later. This is for big brother." Han Yuan prepared the recipe for a long time and tried many medicinal materials. Although it could not cure the root cause, it could treat the symptoms and was particularly symptomatic.
When they arrived at Songyuan, Han Yuan was working on official documents in the study, and he could be heard coughing from a distance.
When the young man saw Han Yu coming, he immediately announced, "Sir, the second girl is here."
"Come in." Han Yuan's voice was as gentle as jade, but it was a little tired and weak. "Qiuqiu is here, sit down. Han Wen, go to the small kitchen to bring a few plates of pastries and make a pot of milk syrup."
"Thank you, brother." Han Yu stood up and saluted, took the stew from Dongfeng's hand, and handed it to Han Yuan, "Brother, this is the Sichuan clam, loquat and snow pear stew that I made myself. It has a miraculous effect on your disease, although it cannot cure the root cause. But it’s okay to treat the symptoms, drink it every day, and you won’t have to suffer from coughing anymore.”
Seeing the expectant starlight in Han Yu's eyes, the rejection came to his lips and he swallowed it raw, "Okay, brother, try it."
Since that winter sunset, my body has been in great deficiencies, especially my lungs. I not only cough, but also often out of breath. Especially in winter, I almost couldn't save myself several times.
He has seen so many doctors over the years, from palace doctors to country doctors, and even witch doctors from outside the country. He has even taken medicines like rice. Unfortunately, he has had little effect. disappointed.
He was just barely living, hoping that God would allow him to live a few more years. The treasury was empty and the borders were uneasy. He wanted to do something more for the people, at least so that they could fill their bellies.
The stew slid down his throat, and a cool feeling poured into his lungs. His originally burning lungs actually cooled down, and the feeling of coughing was not so obvious. He drank two more spoons, and the effect was quick, so he simply picked it up. Done.
Han Yuan asked in great surprise: "Why is it so effective? Then... is it possible to cure my disease?"
Han Tao couldn't bear to hurt him, but she didn't want to lie, so she simply chose a compromise way of expression. She said: "I will write to my adoptive mother tomorrow. She is well-informed and will definitely be able to save you. I will cook this stew every day." Send it here, it will greatly relieve your lung disease."
"Okay, brother, I'll thank my sister here." Han Yuan knelt down and saluted. Han Yuan was ashamed and didn't dare to accept it, so he quickly helped him up, "Brother, we are one family, we don't speak the same language."
After drinking milk and snacks in Songyuan, Han Yu went to Baiyuan after eating and drinking. The little fat man was still crawling on the bed to raise his butt, holding a copy of "University" in his hand and reading, when he saw Han Yu coming, He immediately greeted: "Why are you here? I am almost bored to death. You are late today. Where is my stew?"
Han Yu spread his hands and said, "No, I made it for big brother today, not for you."
"Then what are you doing here, are you looking at my joke?" The little fat man was a little angry and turned away from her.
"I'm also planning to take you to find your grandfather's apprenticeship. Since you don't want to pay attention to me, I won't be annoying and just leave." As soon as Han Yu took two steps, he was stopped by the little fat man, "You Is that true?"
"That's natural. I'm not a big sister. I never lie." Han Yu promised, patting his chest.
"Shit! You put that poisonous snake in your father's yard." The little fat man said angrily.
"Then why did you perjury on my behalf?"
The little fat man blushed a little and said, "I'm not the second brother, so I can naturally tell who my relatives are."
Han Yu touched his head happily and said, "That's alright. We all have the same idea. Let's go and become a disciple."
"I...I don't dare..." The little fat man shook off her hand, "I'm so stupid, my grandfather won't accept me, not even my second brother, who is so smart, won't accept me."
Han Yu raised his hand and touched the little fat man's head, "You are different. He was not accepted by his grandfather because his mind was not right. Although you are stupid, stupid, and not smart, your heart is good. You can distinguish between good and evil, closeness and distance, and as long as you tell your grandfather clearly, he will definitely accept you."
"Are you serious?" Han Yu nodded, "No, who are you calling stupid?"
The little fat man reacted and ran after Han Yu. The two of them arrived at the Ciyuan noisily, where Han Xiang was drinking tea with the old lady.
"I asked why it's so busy outside. It turns out you two monkeys are here." The old lady waved to them.
The two of them held the old lady's hand, one on the left and the other on the right. The little fat man said, "We are here. Isn't grandma happy?"
"Yes, grandma, don't you miss me?" Han Yu pretended to be sad.
"Happy, happy, grandma likes you two the most. You are grandma's pistachio." The old lady smiled so hard that her teeth couldn't see her eyes. At her age, her happiest thing was to have her grandchildren in her lap.
"What about grandfather?" Han Hao looked at Prime Minister Han. The air became quiet for a moment. Even the old lady held her breath and looked at him.
Prime Minister Han sipped his tea and said, "Everyone watches what I do. I am a bit serious in officialdom, but at home, I am just an old man, your grandfather."
The air became lively again, and everyone burst into laughter. Han Yu winked desperately at the little fat man. The little fat man was like the blind bear, unable to see. Han Yu was so angry that he pinched his injured waist, which hurt the little fat man. Cried out.
The little fat man took the opportunity to kneel down in front of Prime Minister Han and kowtowed, "please accept me, grandpa. My grandson also wants to learn calligraphy from his grandfather."
Prime Minister Han breathed a sigh of relief and thought something was wrong, "Get up, get up. My grandfather is very happy that you can make progress. Your grandfather has devoted all his energy to teaching you. In the future, you will become a good civil servant who cares about the country and the people."
"No, I don't want to be a civil servant. My grandson wants to be a military general, like Marquis Dingyuan. He will protect our territory of the Song Dynasty and let those barbarians go back to their hometown and never dare to invade again!" He said with lofty ideals. , eyes full of stars.
I thought that Mr. Han would be angry, but unexpectedly he burst out laughing, "Okay, okay, okay! You are worthy of being my grandson, Han Yan. When I was your age, I also thought about joining the army to protect my family and the country, but unfortunately my health If you have an illness, you are not allowed to do so. Now Sun has inherited his grandfather’s legacy, great, great!”
"Grandpa, my granddaughter is recommended by a good teacher." A figure appeared in Han Yu's mind.
"Who?" the grandfather and grandson said in unison.
"The crown prince of Dingyuanhou——Song Qi."
