Zhou Chengling said: "If one of our children wants to learn medicine from you, I will definitely not stop him from taking over Baohetang in the future, whether he is a son or a daughter."
Listening to Zhou Chengling's voice at such a close distance, one can feel how gentle it is.
Yang Mo raised her head, "What if... everyone likes my Baohetang?"
"Then I'll all learn from you," Zhou Chengling said with a smile on his face, "but maybe they all like to learn articles from me."
This sounds fair.
"Who knows?" Yang Mo pursed her lips and smiled. Those are all things in the future. There are so many changes in life. Who can think of what will happen in the future. Before this, she never thought that Zhou Chengling would so happily agree that her child can practice medicine.
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When I met Zhou Chengling, he was still an elusive and difficult person to approach.
Zhou Chengling has changed, and so has she. She has gone a long way from liking him to rejecting him and then accepting him.
"You should prepare a ladder in your study."
Yang Mo turned around and looked over.
Zhou Chengling walked up to her, stretched out his hand to gesture above her head, and then moved his hand flat on the bookshelf.
"Your disciples can probably get to the highest level, but you can only get here." Zhou Chengling stretched out his hand and stopped there seriously. "You really need to use a ladder if you want to get the book."
"Who said that?" Zhou Chengling despised others because she thought she was tall. She could still step on her feet. Yang Mo confidently stretched out her hand and raised her toes. She reached halfway down the pavilion but couldn't get the book inside.
When making the bookshelf, shopkeeper Jiang asked her how high it should be. To save space, she said it should be higher, but she never thought about what she would do when she picked up the books.
No wonder shopkeeper Jiang called a woman over to check it out in the afternoon, and she watched the woman take out a book.
Is she not as tall as my mother-in-law? She thinks she is quite tall.
Yang Mo raised her head. Her fingertips were straight and level with Zhou Chengling's. His fingers were as slender as his own. She tried to move forward a little, and he also moved a little. He was wearing a ring on his hand.
, emerald green, very nice on his knuckles.
Yang Mo suddenly realized that she was like a child, and she finally couldn't help but bend down and laugh.
Yang Mo remembered something, "I want to move the Yang family's ancestral hall to Baohe Hall, so that I don't have to worry about the lack of incense in the Yang family's ancestral hall." Baohe Hall was passed down from generation to generation by the Yang family's ancestors.
No matter how you look at it, this arrangement is appropriate.
Whoever takes over Baohe Hall in the future will worship the ancestors of the Yang family. Zhou Chengling said: "This is good, but there are many sick people coming and going, and the memorial utensils in the ancestral hall must be carefully managed."
Yang Mo nodded, "Leave it to the old man who used to work in the Yang family. I will come to Baohe Hall every day and I can also take care of the ancestral hall."
"Are you tired?" Zhou Chengling looked into Yang Mo's eyes.
There is always some redness in the clear eyes.
Yang Mo shook her head, "I'm not tired."
"Then I'll sit down for a while." After Zhou Chengling said that, he sat down generously.
Yang Mo looked at the sky outside. She waited until it was time to turn on the lights before going back every day. She said it was all because the medicine shop was busy, and there were always some days because she had to talk to Zhou Chengling.
When I got home, I felt a little guilty when I saw my aunt. Now I feel a little guilty when I'm with Zhou Chengling. I want to sit and talk with him, but I feel my heartbeat is racing and I'm sweating. If I can't see her, I feel a little disappointed.
Zhou Chengling said: "If the concubine comes forward, Master Zhang should agree."
Yang Mo nodded. She knew her uncle's temper. Princess Xian was the most cheerful elder. She would definitely speak very crisply and she would ask her uncle for the results directly.
"The concubine said that it is inevitable to have people come and sit at home. There will be a banquet at home, and there will be many familiar faces."
Yang Mo remembered the last time she went to the clan camp. She had no intention of staying in the clan camp that day, and she didn't care too much.
Yang Mo nodded, "Okay."
Zhou Chengling said: "I will go there that day too, just in the front yard."
Is this to support her? He also has a delicate temperament and is steady in his work. Thinking about it like this, she really feels that Zhou Chengling actually has many advantages.
Under the moonlight above the willow branches, Yang Mo stood up. Before she could speak, Zhou Chengling said, "I'll take you back."
Yang Mo saw that Zhou Chengling's clothes were quite thin, "It's cold outside, so don't go out again."
Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo with a smile, "Otherwise I'll ask Ajiu to go back and get me a cloak."
Ajiu was taking a nap outside. Jiang Ping kicked him and hit him in the butt. Ajiu was about to get angry when Jiang Ping whispered, "The eldest lady asked you to get the young master's cloak."
Ajiu didn't care to grin with Jiang Ping, so she had to walk over obediently, "Miss, Master, wait a minute, I'll get it right away." Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly remembered and asked again, "It's for that sable
The one I got is the one with white fox piping."
Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo with a smile, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
It seems like the idea is what she wants and she has to tell it.
Ajiu poked out understandingly. Normally, he didn't make his own decisions about these things, but who knew whether the sable collar and the white fox piping were the same thing.
Zhou Chengling looked at her with bright eyes, reflecting her appearance.
Okay, "Just the white fox one!"
Let him choose, whatever he is.
Ajiu ran away quickly and quickly got the white fox cloak. Qiu Tong came in and helped Yang Mo put on the cloak. Only then did Yang Mo realize that hers was also a white fox cloak with a sable collar.
The two got dressed and came out of the house. Yang Mo walked to the yard and raised her head, seeing the round moon above her head.
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Master Chang is also looking at the moon.
He used all the connections in the Chang family, visited one by one, and finally found the head of the Criminal Department, so he wanted to ask if he was implicated in that case and how much was implicated.
I happened to catch that man eating in Tianxiang Building, so he stood outside the building waiting.
The moon was so big that it made his heart feel cold.
Master Chang stomped his feet and trembled as he walked back and forth in the snow. The two people in Tianxiang Tower drank hot wine, and one of them, Cui Chen, looked out through the window.
Does the Chang family know who they have offended?
When he was working for King Xuan, he would not say it clearly, nor would he have an obvious position in the court, but some things still had to be done neatly, like Chang Changxing, who was playing tricks. He thought and looked at the official from the Ministry of Justice opposite, "
The Qiao family is going to collapse now, and the Chang family seems to be implicated as well, but... the Chang family has made a lot of money from this."
When the money was mentioned, the officials of the Ministry of Justice's eyes lit up.
Cui Chen said: "No matter how much it is, let's drink first." He knew very well that Mr. Chang was looking for someone who was accustomed to being greedy for money. I heard that if you have money, you must peel off your skin.
Master Chang is also desperate, like a big fat sheep, standing outside waiting to be taken advantage of.
Mr. Chang sneezed hard, and the snow poured in from his collar. He wanted to go into Tianxiang Tower and sit and wait, but the boy waiting at the door said, "We adults may come out."
Mr. Chang had never suffered like this before, but he had been waiting at home in panic for several days for news. He didn't care much now. As long as he could find someone to help him, it was worth freezing to death.
It was so cold, my nose felt like it was freezing.
"Don't you know? I heard that Mrs. Qiao had worms in her nose, and the doctor at the Imperial Hospital took out several of them."
"What do you think it would be like if your nose was cut off?"
The boys were chatting as if there was no one around. One of them glanced at Mr. Chang and said just now that Mr. Chang had told him to scare Mr. Chang more so that he could pay more happily.
"What can it be like? Two big holes."
Mr. Chang listened carefully and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch his nose.
"Two big holes, how can I breathe? Isn't that scarier than a ghost?"
"Not only that, the imperial doctor went to change the dressing and opened it and saw maggots crawling out of it."
"The nose is gone, where did it crawl out?"
"Brain? Mouth? Eyes? Who knows."
The two young men had frightened expressions on their faces as they spoke. Mr. Chang also felt that the hairs on his hair were standing on end, and his already uncomfortable stomach was getting even more upset.
Qiao Wenjing and his wife unexpectedly ended up like this.
I heard that Qiao Wenjing was tortured in prison and was imprisoned with Wang Zhenting. The two had a conflict for some reason, and Wang Zhenting bit off half of Qiao Wenjing's ear.
These horrific news kept coming to the Chang family.
Mr. Chang Da has not slept for several days. Whenever he closes his eyes, he seems to see Qiao Wenjing covered in blood.
Mr. Chang's teeth began to chatter. Whenever he saw the ferocious Yamen approaching, he would like to shrink to the side and tremble, for fear that the Yamen would come to arrest him.
When will these days end?
The most important thing is that he originally wanted to embezzle the Yang family's property, but now not only did he not get even half a cent more, he also had to bear the blame.
Mr. Chang's palms were all sweaty. He couldn't wait any longer, so he stepped forward and asked, "When will your Excellency come out?"
The boy was very polite, "Just wait a moment, we adults are very busy these days. We have to go to the Yamen after dinner soon, and there are official duties coming down."
There was official business again. Mr. Chang hurriedly apologized and said, "It's hard work, Sir. It's hard work." He has been waiting for an hour, and he will not miss this moment. When he hears the news, he will go home immediately and get into a warm quilt to get comfortable.
Get some sleep.
Mr. Chang had no choice but to shrink his neck and stand aside to wait.
I don't know how long it took before the official from the Ministry of Punishment came out with his teeth picked. Mr. Chang hurriedly greeted him, "Sir."
The official from the Ministry of Justice also extended his hand and returned the greeting to Mr. Chang, "Mr. Chang, why are you here?"
Master Chang was busy and patient, "Sir, I just want to inquire about the news."
"Are you talking about the Yang family's case?"
Mr. Chang didn't expect to get through the conversation so easily, and immediately went up with his tail wagging, "What I'm telling you, sir, is that if you reveal even a little bit about it, I will be grateful."
The official from the Ministry of Justice deliberately kept a serious face, "Mr. Chang, this is just polite, what is our relationship..." He paused deliberately at this point, as if he was waiting for something.
Master Chang understood and immediately took out the banknotes he had prepared from his sleeve.
The official from the Ministry of Justice took it and weighed it in his hand. He raised his head and looked at Mr. Chang, "Brother Chang, do you want to hear all the news, or just a little bit..."
Is this too little? But it’s five hundred taels of silver. Mr. Chang paused for a moment, then the official from the Ministry of Punishment rolled up his sleeves and walked forward, "There is indeed progress in this case."
Mr. Chang clamped his buttocks tightly and bit his lips. He took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeves and handed them over. These were all white money. He had just warmed them in his arms, and now he took them out.
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Thinking of the news he could get in exchange, Mr. Chang felt it was worth it.
He had been running into obstacles everywhere these days, but finally a door opened, and he was willing to go in no matter how much money he spent.
The official of the Ministry of Punishment put the banknotes into his sleeves and raised his face to look at Mr. Chang. The pleasant expression he had just now disappeared without a trace, "Here, please invite Mr. Chang to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."
Hearing these words, Mr. Chang couldn't help but be startled. He turned around and saw the Yamen walking over and suddenly panicked, "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"
The official from the Ministry of Punishment sneered, "Master Chang, don't you want to know the progress of the case? We have been ordered to interrogate you overnight, otherwise why would the brothers have to run errands in the cold weather?"
Cui Chen next to him laughed, otherwise how could he say that the fat sheep would come to the door on his own.
Mr. Chang opened his eyes wide in surprise and had the urge to run away quickly.
It turned out that he had to do business while eating, so he had to be interrogated overnight.
Mr. Chang's legs were trembling. He had been fooled without realizing it. These people wanted to arrest him, but he rushed to his door.
Bastards, these bastards.
Mr. Chang looked angrily at the official from the Ministry of Justice and wanted to insult him. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a cold sensation in his mouth. Someone next to him had already stuffed a ball of snow into it.
He could only make a "wow" sound.
The cold snow had a strange smell that almost made him faint. Suddenly, someone lifted his collar and another handful of snow was sent in.
Mr. Chang rolled his eyes and shivered. It took him a while to wake up, but what he saw was the huge face of the Yamen.
"Mr. Chang, I'm sorry, my brothers didn't see the cow dung in the snow either."
Cow dung. After the snow in his mouth melted, a lump of cow dung fell between his mouth and teeth. Mr. Chang felt sick and burst into tears.
Cui Chen next to him couldn't help but want to laugh. Qiao Wenjing was still looking forward to Mr. Feng Ge coming to rescue him. He hesitated and refused to confess everything. The adults in the Metropolitan Procuratorate thought of starting with the Chang family.
The Chang family has a reputation for being greedy for money. People who are greedy for money are the most cowardly and fearful of death. As expected, Mr. Chang was paralyzed like mud after being tortured for a while.
After eating and drinking, Cui Chen brushed his robe and felt full of energy. Tonight was a good day for Lord Chang.
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When Prince Xian's carriage arrived at Yang's house, the servant immediately went to report, "Miss, the carriage has arrived."
Yang Mo nodded.
Aunt Lu hurriedly said: "Quickly, let me see if there is anything else inappropriate."
She wears a bright pink pomegranate flower-carved silk jacket, a white mink cloak on the outside, a double-snail bun, and a peach blossom double-button jeweled headdress. She looks very bright.
Aunt Lu said: "Okay, that's it."
"Don't worry, Auntie." Auntie Lu took care of her from head to toe, and there's not a single spot that doesn't fit.
Yang Mo took the stove handed over by Chun He and got into the carriage with Qiu Tong and Chun He.
The carriage entered the clan camp and suddenly stopped. The woman outside said, "Miss, wait a moment, there is a car passing in front."
Qiu Tong opened the curtains and looked outside, and Yang Mo happened to look over as well. She saw a servant dressed in plain clothes, carrying a basket of incense candles and reporting news from everywhere.