Married Thrice to Salted Fish

The prince Dayu was the eldest son of the Holy Supreme, and has been in the Eastern Palace for three years. His biological mother Chen Guifei, who has dominated the sixth house for many years, is the same as the vice queen. This time on her forty birthday, all the noble ladies who have a fate will go to the palace to greet her and present her birthday gifts.

The steward of the treasury in the mansion sent a list and said, "All the things in the mansion are on the top. Madam ordered that Shaojun please choose a suitable birthday gift from them."

Lin Qingyu glanced roughly and asked: "The booklet my wife gave me once said that Donggong had rewarded Master Hou with a pair of mutton fat and white jade. Why is it not in the warehouse?"

The steward said: "If you return to Shaojun, this pair of Yu Ruyi was sent by his wife to the mansion of Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of War to congratulate his son on the wedding."

Lin Qingyu asked again: "Where is the thousand-year ginseng rewarded by Concubine Chen."

Guan Shi smiled and said, "That's naturally used to help the young master."

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Understood, you step back. Before Madam enters the palace tomorrow, I will prepare a gift for her."

The only requirement of Liang's gift is equivalence. Neither can we lose the respect of Nan'an Houfu to the Concubine Chen, and we can't show arrogant attachment. Especially since Nan'an Houfu and the Queen still have a relationship by marriage, things become more and more subtle.

The queen actually had a son who was born with insufficient intelligence, unable to inherit the grand domination, and not to be pleased by the sage, so he has been raised in the palace. The queen was eager to think about her son, and naturally had a grudge against Concubine Chen's mother and son. Although the queen is far less favored than Concubine Chen, she is always the mother of a country. Nan'an Houfu gave the concubine Chen a birthday gift, but he had to worry about the honor of the palace. The twists and turns are not in a word.

Lin Qingyu first selected a group of gifts from the list, and ordered someone to move into the Blue Wind Pavilion to let him go through the selections one by one.

Lu Wancheng saw that the room was filled with large and small gift boxes and asked, "What are these?"

Lin Qingyu said: "Chen Guifei's birthday gift is an alternative."

"Concubine Chen?" Lu Wancheng rarely frowned. "The prince's concubine?"

"It's him."

Lu Wancheng's face changed slightly: "When did you get involved with Donggong?"

Lin Qingyu informed Lu Wancheng that Liang had asked him to prepare gifts. Lu Wancheng still seemed uneasy, and asked, "So you won't go to the palace or see the prince?"

"No." Lin Qingyu said suspiciously, "I didn't see you in the next thing. Why did you mention Donggong so much?"

Lu Wancheng hesitated for a moment, then smiled: "I am the current prince, the future emperor, isn't it worth my fuss?"

Lin Qingyu said: "The queen is your aunt and the prince's aunt. In terms of marriage, the prince is still your cousin."

Lu Wancheng sneered, "I don't want his greasy cousin."

The topic about the East Palace ends here. Lu Wancheng was absent from a snack, and did not forget to remind Lin Qingyu: "Since the Liang family dares to make a fuss about Concubine Chen, it probably feels that the time is about to come."

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Don't worry, Master Xiaohou, I have my own measures."

The next day, the Liang family got up half an hour earlier than usual. Mother Liu waited on her to change into court clothes. She asked, "Which yard did Hou Ye rest last night?"

Mother Liu said: "Aunt Pan's yard."

Liang's complexion sank: "It's her again."

Madam Liu persuaded: "Pan was born humble, and his stomach is not up to his stomach. Madam can't be mad at her, and give her a face."

"Yes." Liang said, looking at the charming woman in the mirror, "Master Hou should come for breakfast later, go to the Blue Wind Pavilion and invite someone."

No matter which concubine Nan'an Hou stayed in, he would have breakfast with his wife the next day, and listen to her talk about the general affairs of the Fuzhong. He can ignore the housework, but at least he has to know it.

During the dinner, the Liang family mentioned the birthday gift of Concubine Chen. Nan'anhou said: "This may seem like a trivial matter, but in fact it is very relevant. Where is the birthday gift you prepared? Show me."

At this time, the subordinate came in and passed on: "Master Madam, Young Master is here."

Liang said with a smile: "I don't want to hide from Lord Hou, there are many general affairs in the mansion. I am too old, and it is inevitable that I am a little weak. I want to assign some things to Qingyu to take care of it, which prevents him from taking care of the accounts for a period of time. Concubine Chen's birthday gift is also instructed to prepare him. He is here now, presumably for this. There are still some hours before the early days, so why not stay a while and see what he prepared?"

Nan Anhou nodded: "Let him in."

Lin Qingyu walked in, followed by Fengqin and Huantong. Two of them are holding a book, and the other is holding an exquisite gift box. He greeted the two of them in accordance with the rules. Nan Anhou looked at the gift box and said, "Is this the gift you prepared for Concubine Chen Gui?"

"Yes, please look at Mrs. Hou." Lin Qingyu motioned with her eyes, and Feng Qin presented the gift box with her hands trembling slightly.

Look at the shape of the gift box, it looks like something long. Nan Anhou opened it and looked at it, and it turned out to be a well-rolled painting.

Nan'an Hou ordered the painting to unfold, his face suddenly changed, and he got up in anger: "Presumptuous!"

The Liang family pressed down the corners of his lips and stood up, saying in disbelief: "This painting was made by the masters of the Shu Kingdom five hundred years ago, and it is also the heirloom of Lord Hou. How can you give it as a gift? ?!"

"This painting is priceless. The saint loves painting very much. I have ordered me to bring the painting into the palace for the same reward several times, and because of sympathy with the ministers, even if the prince took the initiative to pay the tribute, I never accepted it. Good luck, take it and give it to him. Concubine Chen-the prince's mother concubine!" Nan'anhou slammed the table case and said in a rage, "The saint's most jealous minister and the prince are too close to each other. You know, you almost caused much trouble!"

Lin Qingyu narrowed his eyes and said, "Qingyu dare not."

"Don't you dare?" Nan'an Hou was already furious, "Who does not know that Ying Wu, the son of the imperial hospital's sentence, is superb, and has all seven elements. I think you are doing it with your heart and want to put Nan'an Hou Mansion in a dangerous situation!"

The Liang family was afraid and said: "Fortunately, Lord Hou glanced at it beforehand, otherwise the future saint will see this painting at the concubine Chen Gui, and I don't know how to be suspicious of the relationship between Lord Hou and the prince."

The Liang glanced at Mother Liu, and signaled that it was time for her to add fuel and jealousy as usual. Unexpectedly, Mother Liu's face turned flustered, and her figure and posture were extremely ugly. She pressed her throat and asked, "What's wrong with you."

Mother Liu whispered: "I think I was bitten by some bug, and my body was itchy."

At a critical juncture, this is nothing. Liang said unhappily, "Master Hou is still there, please pay attention to etiquette."

Sister Liu forcefully endured: "Yes."

Lin Qingyu calmly said: "Master Hou, since I have been married into the Hou Mansion, there is no way out. If Nan'an Hou Mansion is in trouble, I will not be able to escape the relationship. The reason why I chose this painting was ordered by the wife."

Liang opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "What are you talking about!"

"It was Mrs. Chen that the gift for Concubine Chen was worth the same as their reward."

Although Nan'anhou and Liang are not married, they have been in the same bed for many years. Lin Qingyu is just a daughter-in-law who rarely sees each other. At this moment, he believed in the Liang family: "She was right, you really only need to prepare valuable gifts. But did you do it?!"

Lin Qingyu said: "The prince once admired a pair of white jade with mutton fat and white jade from Lord Hou. It is also a relic of the previous dynasty. There is a market and it is priceless, and it is enough to echo this painting."

"What mutton white jade?" Nan'anhou sternly said, "His Royal Highness has never appreciated me this thing."

Liang thought intently: "I don't remember such a thing either."

Lin Qingyu frowned: "No? But the book that my wife gave me recorded this-Huantong."

Huantong presented the first volume. After reading ten lines at a glance, Nan'anhou's eyes grew colder, and he threw the book to Lin Qingyu: "Look for yourself, where is the suet white jade you said!"

Lin Qingyu turned his head to avoid it, picked up the account book and read it through: "Indeed...no."

Nan'anhou pointed to Lin Qingyu and said, "What else can you say!"

Mother Liu was still struggling with the abnormality of her body and couldn't say a word. The Liang had no choice but to say: "Qingyu, what the **** is going on with you. I missed the account book twice, and today...oh."

Nan'anhou said: "The ledger? What ledger."

Liang said, "It's not a big deal. It doesn't matter if Master Hou doesn't know."

"Say!"

The Liang had no choice but to explain the account book.

Nan'an Hou was even more angry when he heard this, and he decided that Lin Qingyu did it deliberately: "Come here, inherit the family method!"

Lin Qingyu glanced over everyone, and said slowly: "There is no mutton tallow and white jade in the book, but I clearly remember that there is this one. Why is that? I also remember that there is not a single page for the two ledgers, to Mrs. Then, one page is missing, and why is that."

Liang blurted out: "It's because of your improper care."

"I didn't keep it well?" Lin Qingyu smiled softly, "Could it be that someone deliberately took a page away."

"Qingyu, do you still want to pull others at this time?" Liang Shi shook his head, "With such a poor character, you are not worthy of Wan Cheng, let alone being a Young Master of the Hou Mansion!"

As soon as the voice fell, only a puff was heard, and the grandmother Liu who was standing aside suddenly fell down. The mad woman writhed on the ground, tearing her clothes, and talking nonsense in her mouth, which was extremely terrible.

Before everyone reacted, Feng Qin behind Lin Qingyu fell and twitched. She was a girl after all, biting her lip and trying to restrain her from pulling her clothes, but she kept hitting the ground with her head. Boom boom boom, like a death knell for urging one's life.

Everyone present was shocked enough, and several maids screamed. The Liang family closest to Mother Liu froze and couldn't even move. He stretched out his hand and said in horror: "Hou, Lord Hou..."

Lin Qingyu said: "The account book and the book are missing in Lanfeng Pavilion, and that is naturally done by the people of Lanfeng Pavilion. In order to catch this person, Master Xiao Hou ordered me to write a page of the book with mutton fat and white jade. A special poison. Once the skin comes in contact with this poison, the whole body will be itchy and full of sores. Although it does not hurt your life, it is better than death. Before that, I have repeatedly told my servants not to move the lady to send it. This book. Someone in the Blue Wind Pavilion had been poisoned as expected," Lin Qingyu paused and glanced at Liang's lightly, "But I didn't expect that Madam Liu, the most trusted mother, would also be poisoned."

Nan Anhou is a wise man, he understands most of the previous "coincidences" in his heart. He turned his head to look at the Liang family, and the Liang family was stunned: "Master Hou, I don't know, I don't know how this is going..." I was poisoned and framed me! Lin, why am I sorry to you, you are such a cruel hand!"

Lin Qingyu sneered, walked up to Fengqin, and asked condescendingly: "It's uncomfortable, isn't it?"

Fengqin was bitten on her lips and bleeds, struggling to say: "Young master, please..."

"I can detoxify you, but I want to know the whereabouts of the books and books, understand?"

Mother Liu scratched her sleeves, revealing a large section of her arms covered with sores. She was shocked and saw a little maid retching. When she heard the word "detoxification", she couldn't care about the others: "Madam, madam, she let me burn..."

Liang shook his head, still quibbling: "No, Lord Hou! I don't...Lin's, this, this is a trick! You can't believe them, Lord Hou!"

Lin Qingyu said: "If Lord Hou doesn't believe me, you can go to the manager of the accounting room personally. He hasn't been poisoned yet, and he's sober. With Lord Hou's fair and honest means, he will surely be able to find out the truth."

Nan'anhou closed his eyes and said, "Come here, drag these two crazy women down."

After Fengqin and Mother Liu were taken away, the house was silent, and the people underneath were afraid to get out of the atmosphere, until the Chief Hou Mansion reminded: "Master Hou, you should go to court. And... Madam, too. Into the palace."

After such a disturbance, Liang's hair bun was scattered and his makeup was spent. The mother of the family was so embarrassed and lost face.

Nan'an Hou Shen said: "You go freshen up and give the selection gift to Concubine Chen Gui. As for the rest, I will talk about it after returning to the house." After speaking, he walked away.

After Nan'an Hou came back from the palace, he personally audited the steward of the account room. No one knows what the facts are. The people in the Fuzhong only knew that his wife knelt in the ancestral hall all night and fell ill the next day. In order to let her recover from the illness, the master handed over the affairs of the mansion to Shaojun Lin and his aunt Pan.

This time the result is not much different from what Lin Qingyu expected. Nan'anhou pays attention to face, Liang is his wife after all, and he will not treat her clearly. But everyone knows that the heaven of Hou Mansion is about to change.

After this incident, Lu Wancheng's body gradually recovered, and he recovered to the point where he could get out of bed, and he changed the medicine he drank every day. Hualu gave him the decoction, and he knew it was not his usual medicine: "Dr. Zhang changed his prescription?"

Hualu replied: "No, this is Shaojun's medicine."

Hearing this, Lu Wancheng suddenly sprayed out the medicine he had just taken in: "Puff--"

Lin Qingyu just happened to see this scene when he entered the house and laughed: "You can't even drink medicine anymore?"

Lu Wancheng coughed badly, and Hualu was busy tidying up again. Lin Qingyu didn't forgive anyone, but he walked to the bed and sat down, stroking Lu Wancheng's back, and be happy for him.

Lu Wancheng smelled the very faint smell of rice paper inkstone on his body, mixed with the fragrance of medicine, like a medicine fairy walking out of a book.

Lu Wancheng was too lazy to do this. When he was too lazy, he would be in a daze, observing the people around him, so he developed the ability to observe words and colors. For example, now, he can feel that Lin Qingyu is in a good mood, and the feeling of coldness in his whole body can make people retreat.

He didn't dare to make trouble, and asked cautiously: "Qingyu, why are you changing my dressing?"

Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Why do you think."

Lu Wancheng waved back the flower dew, and then asked with a low smile, "I think I died too slowly?"

Lin Qingyu sneered: "Yes."

Lu Wancheng said "Oh", picked up the medicine bowl on the side and drank the medicine clean.

Lin Qingyu frowned lightly: "What are you doing again."

Lu Wancheng licked the corner of his mouth and said, "If you really want to poison me, you won't wait until now, let alone let Hualu know about changing the dressing. You think Doctor Zhang's prescription is not good, so give I changed to a better one."

Lin Qingyu stood up suddenly: "Be smart and love to drink or not."

Lu Wancheng grabbed the hem of his clothes to prevent him from leaving, "Are you angry again?"

"No, it's up to you."

Lu Wancheng seriously recalled what he had done recently, innocent and confused: "Where did I go wrong?"

Lin Qingyu thought speechlessly.

Lu Wancheng was right, he never said that he wanted to live longer. He could not participate in the examination of the Imperial Medical Department this year because he himself was soft-hearted and stupid.

But he missed the exam this year and can continue to take the exam three years later. And Lu Wancheng, only the last time left. When a person dies, there is nothing left.

Lin Qingyu's tone was a little slow: "This recipe was given by my father. I will improve it according to your situation. It can't save your life, but it can make you live for half a year longer and make your last days less painful. Time... not to be too embarrassed."

He has seen many people who are seriously ill and dying. Cannot take care of himself in life, rely on others for everything, skinny and gray, until the oil is exhausted.

People like Lu Wancheng shouldn't fade away in such anguish.

However, Lu Wancheng didn't care whether he died or not: "You said...live half a year longer?"

Lin Qingyu lowered his eyes, not looking at him: "Yes."

Lu Wancheng's eyes moved slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Qingyu."

He called out and fell silent, making Lin Qingyu feel a little embarrassed.

"Don't get me wrong." Lin Qingyu said, "'Human life is the most important thing, there is a lot of money, there is a lot of money, and the virtue is beyond this. ①'. Since I am a doctor, I can't help the innocent."

When Lu Wancheng spoke again, his voice was a little muffled: "But, you can't save me."

"I know. But as long as I try my best, I will have a clear conscience in the future."

Lu Wancheng laughed, his lips curled slightly, his eyes were bright, and even beautiful, but he was still awkward when he said: "Oh, the cruel beauty turned her **** for me."

Lin Qingyu couldn't hide his disgust, and refused to admit it: "Master Xiao Hou is too high on himself."

Lu Wancheng straightened up and leaned close to Lin Qingyu's ear and said softly, "Qingyu, thank you."

Lin Qingyu's sudden approach made Lin Qingyu not accustomed to, and his face was shaky under the cold like an eaves, and said, "Do you want to drink this medicine or not?"

"If I didn't drink it, wouldn't I have let you down. By the way," Lu Wancheng seemed to think of an important thing, "Can this medicine make me hold you?"

Lin Qingyu didn't understand why Lu Wancheng was so entangled in this matter, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You really want to be able to hold me?"

Lu Wancheng nodded: "I really want to."

Lin Qingyu sneered, "Don't even think about it, you won't be in this life."

Lu Wancheng held up the medicine bowl while whispering in a low voice: "...Then I'll have a fart."

The author has something to say:

Xiaohouye: In the next life, I will not only hold you, but also hold the fuck!

①From Sun Simiao's "Prescriptions for a Thousand Golds"