Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Lin Qingyu met his father's disciple, Hu Ji, in the front hall of the Lin Mansion. Hu Ji was from a poor family. When he was studying at the Imperial Medical Office, he only ate one meal a day because of his embarrassment. Once when Father Lin went to give a lecture at the Imperial Medical Office, he ran into him in a corner drinking water desperately to stop hunger. Seeing that he was pitiful, Father Lin immediately found him a job to clean the library. With this little money, Hu Ji was able to finish his studies. After that, he entered the Taiyuan Hospital and was admitted to the family by Father Lin. He was quite taken care of. For him, Lin's father is tantamount to regenerating parents. Father Lin's command, no matter how difficult it is, he is obliged to do so.

After some greetings, Hu Ji took out two incense boxes from the medical box: "The red spice is the'Feng Qiuhuang' used by the Empress; the brown spice is the'Sheng Chazi' used by Concubine Chen Gui. As for His Royal Highness, he There is no habit of using incense."

Lin Qingyu took the incense box and sniffed them separately: "Doctor Hu, do you have any research on spices?"

Hu Ji modestly said: "Understand a little bit."

"In your opinion, how about these two spices?"

"The things used by the nobles in the palace are one of a thousand. Fengqiuhuang can condense and calm the mind and maintain health and calm the nerves; Shengchazi has the effect of resuscitation and setting blood. Both spices are the secret medicine of the palace, unless the holy sacred rewards. No one is allowed to use it.” Hu Ji said, with a trace of fear in his eyes, “The Yunxiu girl of Fengyi Palace and the little Kuanzi of Changle Palace took a great risk to steal this sample, I hope I can help Young Master Lin."

Lin Qingyu pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Why doesn't the prince use incense?"

Hu Ji said: "The prince went through the controversy and witnessed the death of the three princes with his own eyes. He had to be extra careful about how much he eats. By the hands of others."

"I see." Lin Qingyu said, "there is the doctor Laohu."

Hu Ji hurriedly said: "Young Master Lin is polite. The court judged the adults to rebuild me. It is an honor to share the worries for his elderly."

Father Lin helped save more than one or two people. Lin Qingyu would be curious as to how his parents, such a kind-hearted person, gave birth to him as a "wicked person."

Lin Qingyu found Lu Wancheng in the guest room and showed him the two boxes of spices that Hu Ji had brought. Lu Wancheng asked, "Is there a problem with these two spices?"

"No. But in pharmacology, good medicine and good medicine can be very poisonous. I think the same principle is true for spices."

Xiao Teng is not Lu Qiaosong and his ilk. Just as Hu Ji said, everything sent to the East Palace must be strictly investigated, and the incense that he had assigned to the callback will definitely not enter the East Palace. Unless you send in something that seems harmless, let the things that he and Xiao Teng often come into contact with produce poison, and quietly eat into Xiao Teng's body bit by bit.

Lu Wancheng couldn't help sighing when he heard the words: "Study mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid to travel all over the world. This is the eternal truth."

"Truth is useless." Lin Qingyu pressed her eyebrows lightly, "Xiao Teng doesn't need incense. Even if we use it, our things won't be sent to the East Palace."

Lu Wancheng played with Lin Qingyu's steps to give him, and said, "If you can't send things in, can you send people in?"

The tacit understanding grew, and Lin Qingyu almost immediately understood what Lu Wancheng meant: "This matter still needs an opportunity."

Lu Wancheng smiled and said: "I'll look for opportunities, you are responsible for finding the catalyst for the reaction. Brother... the husband and wife are of the same mind, and the profit is cut off."

The corners of Lin Qingyu's lips raised slightly: "Okay-that's right," he remembered something and called Huantong, "Remove the soft couch in my room and replace it with a small bed."

Lu Wancheng was taken aback: "Qing Yu?"

Lin Qingyu moved out the reason he had thought up in advance: "You may be unpredictable at any time, and you can't live without people. Hualu is different from your sex, and Huantong is not careful enough to do things. After thinking about it, it is better to leave you by my side. "

Huantong said in disbelief, "Master?"

Lu Wancheng laughed slowly, seeing Lin Qingyu's eyes filled with spring light: "Then we will change the soft couch to a bed when we return to the Hou Mansion. Or, let the carpenter make a new bed." Lu Wancheng got on and off. Signed, "Make the upper and lower bunks, I sleep on the lower bunk, you sleep on the upper bunk..."

Lin Qingyu imagined the scene with a complicated expression.

Huantong couldn't help muttering in his heart: Master Xiaohou is really promising.

Lin Qingyu plunged into the spices, dyed with a different fragrance every day. Yongxiang is a university question. Although he has a pharmacological foundation, it is not easy to learn the secrets in a short time.

The two stayed in the Lin Mansion for a few days, and there was news from the palace that the saint deliberately chose a concubine for the prince.

It is said that it was Wen Guogong who first brought up this matter. Wen Guogong believed that the crown prince was already weak, and he had reached the age of marrying a wife and concubine. Three years ago, the Queen Mother died, and the prince had just entered the East Palace, and the marriage was delayed due to filial piety. Now that the filial piety period has passed, it is time to reconsider the wedding. The prince is the queen of the future and should be cautious and not rushed. But you can first choose one or two concubines for the prince to take care of the internal affairs of the East Palace, so as to share the worries for the prince. The saint was convinced and handed over the selection of the side concubine to the queen.

Although she was only a side concubine, she was also the first concubine of the prince to be a concubine. In the future, she will be less of a noble concubine. After much deliberation, the queen drafted a roster for the holy to review. Among them, there is the name of Nan'an Hou's daughter and Lu Niantao.

The noble ladies on the roster have their own merits. In the end, they are the crown prince's concubine. The holy prince means to let the prince choose by himself.

This news spread to Nan'an Hou Mansion, and Lu Niantao had mixed joys and sorrows. The happy thing is that if the prince’s blue eyes can be seen, the hardships between her and her mother will come to an end; the sad thing is that she had a relationship with the prince in Fengyi Palace, and the prince did not have to look at her directly, all the attention They were all placed on Lin Qingyu. It is not easy for her to stand out from the crowd.

Fortunately, they had prepared in advance, and the gift secretly sent to Changle Palace came in handy. The **** next to Chen Guifei handed out the news that the saint was caught in the cold in the autumn, and the dragon's body was always good and bad. The prince expressed his filial piety and copied 300 Buddhist scriptures, preparing to personally send it to Changsheng Temple to burn and pray.

Xiao Kuanzi from Changle Palace also told Hu Ji about this news, and Hu Ji then relayed it to Lin Qingyu. After Lu Wancheng learned about it, he said two words on the spot: "Human connections."

In late autumn, while the incense of Changsheng Temple was in its heyday, there was also a sense of coldness and depression. The geese flew south, the cold day was bleak, and the vegetation was shaking.

Lin Qingyu helped Lu Wancheng get out of the carriage, and Huantong pushed in the wheelchair. A little monk walked towards them, clasping his hands together and said, "Lord Lu Xiaohou, Lin Shaojun has worked hard all the way."

The tone seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Lin Qingyu said, "Little Master knows that I will come later?"

The little monk said with a smile: "Lin Shaojun looked at the little monk. It was the national teacher who told the little monk that there are noble guests at the Changsheng Temple today and let the little monk welcome him."

Lu Wancheng and Lin Qingyu looked at each other, and said, "The little master is sure that the'guests' mentioned by the national teacher are us?"

The little monk gestured to please, but smiled silently.

The three followed the little monk through the main hall and all the way to the back mountain. The little monk said, "Speaking of which, Mrs. Hou and Miss Lu Er also went to the Mi Temple today, and they should be chanting scriptures in the Buddhist hall now. Can Lin Shaojun want to say hello to them?"

Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "It seems that Master Xiaohou is the only person invited by the national teacher."

The little monk bowed: "No wonder Lin Shaojun."

They came this time for the golden wind and jade dew of Xiao Teng and Lu Niantao, and Lin Qingyu didn't want to disrupt the plan because of the national teacher who appeared in the middle. "Late Cheng?"

Lu Wancheng said, "Let's go, let me see what Xu Banxian wants to do."

After separating from Lin Qingyu, the little monk brought Lu Wancheng and Huantong to the door of a meditation room: "Lord Lu Xiaohou, please. Huantong donors can wait with me at the door."

The interior of the Zen room was lit with sandalwood, and the smoke curled up. Dayu's master Xu Jun was willing to stand with his back.

"Lord Lu Xiaohou." Xu Junyuan turned around and looked, smiling elegantly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here unharmed."

"Don't come unharmed..." Lu Wancheng laughed, "Does the Chinese teacher think I look unharmed."

"Compared to Qingming April, Xiao Hou Ye has indeed lost a lot of weight."

"So please be honest. The time of the seriously ill is extremely precious. I don't want to waste it on meaningless things."

Xu Jun would like to smile and said, "Master Xiao Hou's mood seems to have changed a lot. Last time I saw Master Xiao Hou, what I saw was a person who was beyond life and death, so I wouldn't mind saying a few more words with me."

Because there are people and things to care about, time becomes meaningful. At least, he can't die before Xiao Teng.

Lu Wancheng smiled: "Farewell."

Xu Junyuan immediately said: "Lu Wancheng's fate-this name, this birth date, no matter how many times I count it, the result will end in the twelfth lunar month of this year." He shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity."

Lu Wancheng looked at Xu Junyuan for a long time, as if wanting to see him through: "The book says that Xu Guoshi is a little bit real to learn."

"Oh?" Xu Jun wished to raise his eyebrows slightly, "Dare to ask Master Xiaohou, what book did you say?"

Lu Wancheng did not answer. He pushed the wheelchair to the desk and took a pen to write a cross on the paper: "Please also ask the Chinese teacher to help me count again."

Half an hour later, Xu Jun was willing to personally push Lu Wancheng to the back wing and send him back to Lin Qingyu. Just as he was about to retire, Lu Wancheng stopped him and asked: "What the national teacher just said, there is How confident is it?"

Xu Junyuan said unclearly: "If the will of heaven does not change, then it is 100%. If the will of heaven wants to change, what can I do?"

Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "It's worthy of being a Master of the National Normal University. It is better to read more after listening to your words."

Xu Jun is willing to leave with a smile. Lin Qingyu asked: "What did he say to you?"

Lu Wancheng hesitated for a while, and said, "I'll talk about it later. What happened to the Liang family and Lu Niantao?"

"they……"

Lu Wancheng saw someone coming from a distance, and interrupted Lin Qingyu suddenly: "Qingyu, you should hate Xiao Wei, right?"

Lin Qingyu glanced at him strangely: "Is it necessary to ask?"

Lu Wancheng smiled, a little shy: "Then if you must be kissed by a man, do you prefer to be kissed by Xiao Wei or me?"

Just hearing the words "being Xiaoyan", Lin Qingyu's stomach was full of nausea, and it was not pleasing to even look at Lu Wancheng. Not long after Nian was living in Lu Wancheng, he tried to put away his bad temper, and said as calmly as possible: "I don't choose either."

"Oh, you can choose one," Lu Wancheng did not give up, "Anyway, it's just if."

Lin Qingyu didn't know the meaning of this question, did Lu Wancheng have to ask him to say the word "choose you" himself.

"I choose to die."

Lu Wancheng whispered: "Qing Yu..."

"It's alright, I choose you." Lin Qingyu reluctantly, "Can you stop it."

Lu Wancheng didn't know where he was, so he got up from the wheelchair and said with a smile: "This is what you said."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Qingyu only felt that her waist was tight, and it was actually Lu Wancheng's waist. Familiar medicinal incense mixed with sandalwood penetrated into his nasal cavity. He had no time to react, so Lu Wancheng lowered his head towards him.

Lin Qingyu regained consciousness abruptly, pressing her hand to her chest, trying to push the person away. But with his palm, Lu Wancheng might really die.

At this time, Lu Wancheng whispered in his ear: "Someone is watching."

Someone?

Lin Qingyu realized that the strength of his hands gradually weakened, and finally changed to cuddling. He closed his eyes while clinging to Lu Wancheng's shoulders with both hands.

The long eyelashes swept across Lu Wancheng's nose, itchy, and his lips were as good as Lin Qingyu's cheeks.

This is just a kiss for borrowing.

I don't know how long it took, I felt Lu Wancheng straighten up, and Lin Qingyu slowly opened his eyes. The long eyelashes couldn't cover the dazed and cramped eyes, and Lu Wancheng's breath was suffocated.

Lin Qingyu calmed down and asked in a low voice, "Is it him?"

"Qingyu," Lu Wancheng said slowly, "I seem to be wrong."

"what?"

"The heart beats a bit fast, I'm almost out of breath..."

Lu Wancheng was already shaky, Lin Qingyu instinctively stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms: "Wan Cheng?"

The two nearly fell together, but fortunately, Lin Qingyu supported the ground on her knees and stabilized her body.

Lu Wancheng's face turned pale, but the roots of his ears were strangely red. He knew that he was going to faint 80%, before he lost consciousness, he had to explain something.

Lu Wancheng grabbed Lin Qingyu's skirt and uttered a few words desperately: "Don't hold the princess..." After speaking, his head tilted and he was dizzy in Lin Qingyu's arms.

Lin Qingyu: "..."

Huantong came to look for the two young masters. After witnessing this scene, she thought that Master Xiaohou was ill again, and burned her eyebrows and said, "Master, what happened to Master Xiaohou?!"

After Lin Qingyu diagnosed the pulse for Lu Wancheng, she didn't know what expression to make for a while: "He is too weak to bear the emotions that are too agitated. He fainted for a while. There is nothing serious about it, and he will be relieved. "

Huantong said the truth: "But just because of the temperament of Master Xiaohou, why is it so excited?"

Lin Qingyu's cheeks were slightly hot, and she forced calmly: "Who knows him. You can carry him to the wing to rest."

After Huantong landed on her back and Wan Cheng left, Lin Qingyu said coldly: "Since your Royal Highness is here, why hide in the dark."