Feelings of Heaven and Earth(43)

The bursts of sad music made the autumn wind become desolate.

Fourth Master could see Tongtong out of the corner of his eye, and it was rare to see her crying like this. The true feelings of others could always easily make her change her true feelings.

Is it sad? It's sad! I hope the sky can feel it and ask her to stay with the person she wants to be with.

He looked up at the sky and suddenly felt that God was still merciful to him and Tongtong. No matter what he had to go through, he would not be separated from her.

In fact, there are so many respectable, admirable, touching and memorable things in this world.

No one in the mourning hall is the Queen Mother's biological child, but whose grief is not true?

Lin Keyong fainted three times in the mourning hall. He had grown up under the knees of Taizu and the Queen Mother since he was a child. But after Taizu passed away, he didn't even have time to attend the funeral, so he went out of the city to report the news, and then fell asleep for ten years.

After a few years, I woke up again and was busy taking revenge. I finally got my revenge and the Queen Mother left again.

For others, it has been more than ten years since Taizu passed away, and so much grief has been healed.

But for Link Yong, that was not the case! Such a mourning hall reminded him of his great ancestor, who had nowhere to vent his grief and anger. He knelt down in the mourning hall and shouted out "Aniang".

Fall back!

It hurts! It hurts so much!

I just hate that God is unfair and gave her to the autumn wind in the blink of an eye.

I just hate that he was ruthless and took her westward in an instant.

But no matter how much hatred, no matter how much pain, it can't be kept! Seventy-seven forty-nine days later, he was buried with Taizu.

As soon as they arrived at the mausoleum, it was amazing. The two old princes held on to the door of the underground palace and almost cried to death. They were unable to come back from Taizu's funeral that day. How could they not feel pain when they saw the underground palace now?

Sharing hardships, sharing life and death, this is the oath we made when we became sworn brothers!

Brother, walk slower! Walk slower, wait for me! Wait for me!

The execution ground was stained red with the blood of the culprit. Is it cruel?

But listening to the royal cries of grief, who dares to say anything, who can say anything else?

The funeral was over, the weather was getting colder, and half of the royal family fell ill.

Tongtong couldn't control what was going on in the palace. Lin Chongwei and Lin Ke lay down immediately after returning home. Their faces were pale, their breathing was not smooth, their breath was uneven, their speech was weak, and they couldn't stop coughing.

This is so sad that it hurts my heart and lungs.

Mr. Qingniu took his pulse and then said: "You have to take care of me, especially the old prince. It can take at least three months and can take up to half a year."

Lin Yutong boiled the medicine with her own hands and said to Mr. Qingniu: "I am at home, please go to the second uncle's place and see how the Han family's grandfather and second uncle are doing..."

Just as he was talking, Lin Kuan came to report: "Princess, the Crown Prince is here, and he has brought the Duke and the uncle with him."

Hurry, get people in.

Lin Yutong hurried out to meet him, and Han Siyuan said: "These two patients are too difficult to take care of, so I sent them here! Two are for treatment, and four are for treatment. Let's put them all here." Okay! Hurry! The house is ready.

Yes, settle in.

Han Maojie asked, "Where is your grandfather? I live with your grandfather."

That's not possible! You have to take care of yourself. You stay in one place and talk about the past. It's hard to calm down. How do you take care of yourself?

A yard is fine, but a house is not.

Lin Chongwei and Lin Ke fell asleep after taking the medicine, and they couldn't scream at this moment. They asked the Han family and his son to stay first, and then Mr. Qingniu took the pulse again, and Tongtong took the pulse again.

Han Siyuan said from the side: "I see that the symptoms are similar, and I use the same medicine..."

Nonsense! Nowadays, the diseases do look similar. The first one is overwork. Traveling long distances, followed by constant funerals, everyone will be exhausted. The second one is caused by emotions. What have they experienced?

Only they know that others cannot empathize with them.

Therefore, there are symptoms of damage to the heart and lungs.

However, Han Maojie is different from Lin Chongwei. Lin Chongwei lives in the northwest, and the northwest is arid. His other problems are certainly different from those of Han Maojie, who has lived in the southwest for a long time. What's more, the old wounds on the battlefield in his early years have been added in recent years.

New injuries and other hidden illnesses in the body caused by the environment are different.

Their bodies are in need of major repairs!

As for Han Zongdao, over the past ten years, running around in the southeast and northwest, eating and sleeping in the open air, can he be okay? His internal organs are not healthy. In addition, Link uses this person who has only recovered from a long illness, so repairing their bodies is a big project.

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It needs to be adjusted slowly.

Lin Yutong explained the difference to Han Siyuan and told him why he needed to use the medicine in this way. "You can go to the palace later and tell Uncle Huang that it will take at least half a year. After the spring of next year, my grandfather and the others can leave."

Han Siyuan leaned to the side and said, "Uncle Huang is also sick, so he didn't dare to let anyone know."

"Then you make the medicine and I go to the palace?"

"No need! I just came back from the palace. Dr. Zhang showed me that my breathing has stabilized after taking medicine. He just said that he would come out and have a look after he feels a little better."

Tongtong was speechless.

Han Siyuan then said again: "Eldest brother, Silang and the people from the Ministry of Rites went back to their hometown!"

Funeral for the Queen Mother?

Yes! Funeral for the Queen Mother.

Tongtong looked at the sky: "I'm afraid it's going to snow, and I'll have to suffer on the road."

Yes! But what can be done? Serving soup and medicine is filial piety, and attending funerals is also filial piety.

But Tongtong was worried, so she packed a lot of things, divided them into two parts, and asked Liu Yun to take the people to deliver them quickly to save them the trouble on the road.

Now that she is gone, she feels at peace. She and Han Siyuan have to serve their elders!

Tongtong was the one who administered the decoction every day. In the tea room, the medicine jars were marked and everyone's medicine was different. Even so, Tongtong was still afraid of making a mistake, so she poured the medicine into it and asked Han Siyuan to take a look.

Let's start the fire and let it simmer slowly. If the fire can't keep up, we have to fan it with the stove. As for Tongtong, he is busy in the small kitchen. As for the patient, he has to take care of him, eat small meals frequently, and prepare five meals a day.

People lose their appetite after taking medicine all the time, so they have to do it in different ways.

Link leaned on the couch, still feeling weak. Recently, the beauties couldn't care less about their beauty. Their faces were pale, their lips were chapped, and they looked sick. When they got up in the morning, they simply washed up on the couch, and that was enough. Leaning on the couch

Take a book and open it, but you may not be able to read it in. After finally reading two lines, Tongtong came with the soup.

There was more than half a bowl of medicine in the white jade bowl. There was clean water in a white porcelain cup next to it. In the crystal dish next to it, there were three delicate pickled cherries.

Tongtong put the plate on the small table, raised her hand and handed the white jade bowl over. Link accepted it helplessly and was suffocated. As soon as he finished drinking, the bowl in his hand was taken away.

There was a cup in the cup immediately. I rinsed my mouth with the water in the cup and then spit it out. Then I put the small delicate pickled cherries in my mouth. They were pickled with sugar and honey and the seeds were removed.

It tastes sour and sweet in the mouth, very palatable.

Half an hour after taking the medicine, breakfast came. A bowl of milk porridge, a plate of water pineapple, a plate of cabbage sum, two small millefeuille rolls, and an egg. This was breakfast.

After breakfast, I felt sleepy again, and when I felt sleepy, I fell asleep again. When I woke up, I felt much better. What came was a plate of snacks, a mix of sweet and salty ones, and a glass of green water, which was neither tea nor tea.

The medicine looks refreshing and is refreshing when you drink it.

Then I had to get up and move around in the house. After a while, it was lunch again. A small bowl of silver noodles with a tofu and an unspeakable dish. It tasted really good. I finished half of it.

Hours, another bowl of medicine.

Now I can really read a book for a while. I will add a snack in the middle, and then a dinner of soup and water. I will drink a bowl of medicine before going to bed, and I will be able to sleep.

Not to mention, in just half a month, he felt better. He was no longer out of breath, his chest was no longer tight, and he felt better when he woke up early.

I was finally allowed to leave the house and see other people.

Only when I left the house did I realize that my daughter was doing it herself: her hands were rough in this cold weather.

He pulled his daughter and said, "Let's go see your grandfather."

Lin Chongwei was reading the recent imperial newspaper on the couch, when he saw his son coming in with his granddaughter. He put down the newspaper in his hand, frowned and looked at his son, "Why are you out? Don't you care?"

Lin Keyong pushed Tongtong in front of Lin Chongwei: "Father, this is the daughter of your family."

I know! I’ve seen it! Aren’t our grandparents and grandson getting along very well these past two weeks? Haven’t you seen me dressed up like this at home? My granddaughter made it all.

Lin Chongwei glanced at Link Yong, "What do you want again?"

"The female guard at home must give Tongtong at least five hundred."

Lin Chongwei raised his hand and threw the newspaper over, "The female guards have a thousand people in total, you want five hundred? Didn't your imperial aunt give Tongtong three hundred? I heard earlier that fifty was given, so these are three hundred

Five! If you want another five hundred, there are thousands of people. Where will you keep them? What will you use to support them? Nonsense! I will give you a hundred at most, but there will be no more."

"Two hundred!" Link looked at Lin Chongwei firmly, "Just two hundred."

Lin Chongwei looked at his granddaughter who was standing obediently, "One hundred and fifty, if you make up to five hundred, this is the limit."

Okay! One hundred and fifty is one hundred and fifty.

Lin Chongwei waved his granddaughter to come to him, "Grandpa has to tell you something."

Well! You said.

"Taizu is your grandfather's adopted brother, and Your Majesty is your father's adopted brother... You also have an adopted brother! People treat me with sincerity, and I need to treat others with truth. Back then, your father's choice was not interfered with by your grandfather. Now, you
To be continued...