"The poison of Jihe's poison does not poison people to death, but causes the poisoned person to die of pain."
When Yongchanghou and his wife were in pain and heartache, Qi Baoer said the last words: "The poison of the dove crane has no cure."
The emperor of the previous dynasty ordered people to research this poison just to punish people, so how could he come up with an antidote?
"Quan'er~" Mrs. Yongchanghou wailed sadly and her whole body softened.
"Madam, madam."
Good guy, even Yongchang Hou had no time to grieve for his son and another one fainted here.
The dignified Hou Ye, who had business all over the Qilin Kingdom, was completely stunned. He was half-kneeling with his unconscious wife in his arms. At that moment, he seemed confused as if he didn't know where to go.
Even when Little Coconut and two strong women snatched his wife away from him, he didn't react.
Really unable to stand it, Little Coconut said, "Master Hou, this slave has offended me", then raised his hand and gave him a slap on the back.
Done, this one fell down too.
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"Bao'er, you're tired." Mrs. Tian put the ginseng soup into her granddaughter's hand distressedly.
Qi Bao'er didn't show any politeness. After finishing the ginseng soup in a few mouthfuls, he put the empty bowl on the table and said, "Milk, I'm going to change clothes first."
When she came back, she was dragged away to rescue people. She was still wearing the clothes she wore when she went to work.
"Go ahead."
Mrs. Tian sat cross-legged on the soft couch, obviously curious about the outcome of the Rong Qingquan incident.
"Bao'er, have you found out who poisoned you?"
"Do you think it was Ning Yusheng and his wife who did it? Didn't they prepare to poison her in the first place? Is it possible that Rong Qingquan was already poisoned when they were at the inn?"
Qi Baoer's voice came from behind the screen: "I don't know if the couple did it, but it was definitely not poisoned in the inn, but after Rong Qingquan returned to the Houfu."
Mrs. Tian gasped, "Didn't their family split up? It seems that only Yongchang Hou's family lives in the Houfu now, right?"
Then this problem is huge.
"Bao, have you been rescued?"
Qi Baoer: "You are asking me this question, who am I, your granddaughter?"
Anyone else would feel embarrassed hearing her granddaughter's boastful words. However, Mrs. Tian's attitude towards her granddaughter has never been an ordinary and normal person.
He patted his thigh and said, "Bao'er's breast is still amazing, but I heard that even the director of the Tai Hospital can't do anything about it."
Head up, proud!
Qi Baoer came out from behind the screen and happily followed her, "Hey, why are you still up so late?"
She told Yongchang Hou and his wife that she was not bluffing them by saying that Jiuhe's poison had no cure. There was no antidote at all. The only way was to force the poison out bit by bit like this.
It's not easy to put it into words but implement it. Even if she is already the Spirit King, she still has to be careful and careful.
This was a waste of time, but she returned to the mansion around six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already past midnight.
When asked by her granddaughter, the old lady suddenly reacted and slapped her thigh again in annoyance, "I almost forgot, Bao'er, there is a letter from your second brother."
Qi Baoer sat across from Mrs. Tian without saying a word, and motioned the old lady to continue with her eyes.
"Your second brother has already gotten married in the northwest. It was your parents who made the decision."
Qi Bao'er was a little confused now. Is the old lady staying up late at night just because of this?
"Nai knows that your parents are there to keep an eye on people. But, Nai just feels a little uncomfortable."
I was tossing and turning in bed unable to fall asleep. I was also worried about whether my granddaughter would be too tired to save people, and whether it would accidentally make it difficult for her. Anyway, it was just a bunch of random thoughts in my mind.
He simply got up and ran to the kitchen to make ginseng soup and came back to wait.
It is difficult for people who are not elders to understand how Mrs. Tian is feeling at the moment, but that does not prevent Qi Baoer from coaxing the old lady.
This girl is a good talker, if she is willing, she can talk life into death;
Not even a quarter of an hour later, the old lady was so coaxed that she fell down on the soft couch and snored.
Qi Baoer stood up laughing and carried the old lady to bed. She herself ordered someone to get another quilt and slept on the soft couch.
Have a good night's sleep.
The next day was a day off for fundraising, but Qi Bao'er was used to getting up early. As soon as it got light, her biological clock woke her up.
As soon as she made some noise, Qiu Yu's cautious voice sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, are you up?"
"Um."
Qiu Yu opened the door and led a group of maids in. While dressing Qi Bao'er, she whispered: "Your Majesty, someone from Lingran Courtyard just came to send a message, saying that Mr. Rong is awake."
[Lingran Courtyard, the name Zhuo Qi gave to his own courtyard.]
Qi Baoer already knew roughly when Rong Qingquan would wake up after being forced out of the poison, so he was not surprised.
After practicing the sword for about an hour, Mrs. Tian also woke up.
Whenever Qi Bao'er has a day off, as long as he is in the house, he will eat three meals together with his two elders at Shoukang Yuan.
After Mrs. Tian had washed up, the grandmother and grandson transferred to Shoukangyuan.
After breakfast, the three grandfathers and grandson set out to leave the house.
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In Beijing, it is not that unusual to talk about temple fairs; there are many temples in Beijing, and at the end of the year, almost every temple with a name will choose an auspicious day to hold a lively temple fair.
But unfortunately, the end of the year means that the six movies will be so busy that it will be difficult for Qi Baoer to spare time to go shopping with the two elders;
But let them go alone. Both Old Man Qi and Old Mrs. Tian said: What’s the point of them going alone?!
Today happens to be a day off and there is a temple fair at Chongguang Temple, so I naturally put other things aside for now.
Chongguang Temple is not big and not too famous in Beijing, but it is an old temple with a history of nearly two thousand years.
By the time Qi Bao'er and the others reached the foot of the mountain where the temple is located, more than two people had already entered. This was because the car from Prince Xian's Mansion had a smooth journey.
From the beginning of Bukit Mertajam, there were people from the surrounding areas selling things on both sides of the road. There were daily necessities, and some people made fresh meals and carried them around.
Visiting temple fairs, visiting temple fairs, all you need is the word "go shopping". The three of them unanimously decided to take a carriage at the foot of the mountain and slowly walk all the way up.
Looking at the commotion on both sides, the old man Qi felt something and said: "I remember back in the day, your father and I would lead your father and your uncle like them every time we went to the temple fair."
Mrs. Tian was also deeply touched, "But no, your father has been a woman since he was a child; the frames made by your third uncle are strong and beautiful, but he has trouble with his legs and feet and cannot sell them by himself; your father makes them every time there is a temple fair.
He will sell the frames compiled by your third uncle, and he will earn two cents from each frame sold."
Qi Bao'er remembered that the third uncle Naiti was referring to was not the kind of uncle people in the village would honor someone who was older, but a real relative of Lao Qi's family, her father's cousin.
Old man Qi thought that his eldest son, who had been acting like a ghost since he was a child, had a look of silence on his face. Of course, if he lowered the corners of his mouth that kept turning up, it would look more sincere.
The three people, grandfather and grandson, walked forward slowly and were soon lost in the crowd.
