During these days, Zhou Chengling often came to Baohe Hall. Mr. Zhou Qi came to see Miss Twelve, and he came with him. If Mr. Zhou Qi didn't come, he came to ask for help.
In fact, both Shopkeeper Jiang and Mr. Bai knew what was going on.
Yang Mo showed the pulse of Miss Twelve to Zhou Chengling, "You can go home to recuperate in two days."
Zhou Chengling said: "Brother Cheng wants to come see my sister, can you come here?"
Zhou Chengling has been particularly friendly recently, probably because the two of them have spent a lot of time together, and she is not afraid of him speaking with a straight face.
Yang Mo nodded, "I'll let someone arrange the clothes that Brother Cheng can wear."
"Then I'll go and fetch Brother Cheng."
Yang Mo said: "I'll go and talk to the seventh lady."
Zhou Chengling walked out of Baohe Hall, and Yang Mo told Mrs. Zhou Qi about Brother Cheng.
Miss Twelve looked a little nervous and looked at Mrs. Seven, "Mom, please freshen me up, don't let Brother Cheng see me scared." A sister who can comfort her younger brother shouldn't be like this.
Yang Mo told Mei Xiang, "Get some hot water and use my jewelry box to help Miss Twelve dress up."
Mrs. Zhou Qi glanced at Yang Mo gratefully.
The room was busy for a while. Miss Twelve put on a pink coat and looked very energetic. Mei Xiang came in and said, "Master Zhou is here."
Brother Cheng changed his clothes and went in with Zhou Chengling.
Seeing Brother Cheng, Miss Twelve showed a smile on her face. Although her lips looked very pale, she was very happy.
"Brother Cheng." Miss Twelve called her brother.
Brother Cheng stood at the door for a moment, and when he heard the voices of his sister and mother, he happily ran to the bedside and looked at Miss Twelve carefully, and said in a very childish voice, "Sister Twelve, do you feel hurt?"
Miss Twelve shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."
The two siblings looked at each other and smiled.
Mrs. Zhou Qi next to her also started laughing, and the family of three was enjoying themselves happily. Mrs. Zhou Qi turned around and tried to find Yang Mo, but found that Miss Yang had already gone out.
"Mother." Brother Cheng was talking to Mrs. Zhou Qi and found that Mrs. Zhou Qi was stunned.
Only when she heard her son's voice did Mrs. Zhou Qi lower her head, "What did Brother Cheng say?"
Brother Cheng asked seriously: "Is Miss Yang a fairy?"
Mrs. Zhou Qi wanted to laugh when she heard this, "Why would Brother Cheng say this?"
Brother Cheng said: "Last year, my mother took Brother Cheng home to live. Brother Cheng woke up in the middle of the night and saw his father holding a piece of paper talking to his mother, saying... the immortal... came to cure my sister and I."
Mrs. Zhou Qi suddenly remembered that it was a talisman she had prayed for, saying it could cure the child's illness. She and her husband got up in the middle of the night to pray, but they did not expect that Brother Cheng would hear it.
Brother Cheng remembered it in his heart. The talisman said to invite the immortal. Now that Miss Yang cured the twelve girls, Brother Cheng felt that Miss Yang was a fairy.
Mrs. Zhou Qi wanted to correct Brother Cheng, but she couldn't say the words. She knew that Miss Yang was not a fairy, but she couldn't refute the child.
She couldn't refute because in her heart it was not an exaggeration to call Miss Yang that way.
"Brother Cheng," Miss Twelve said softly, "Miss Yang is a more powerful person than a fairy."
Brother Cheng had a smile on his young face.
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Yang Mo and Pei Du discussed raising horses. Pei Du selected more than twenty horses and brought them to Zhuangzi. It is not easy to make a vaccine. First, you must have a fixed place and then start observing and studying it every day. Although Yang Mo knew about it,
principle, but after treating Han Ji, she knew that it was not easy to obtain effective horse serum.
Pei Du still remembered Han Ji's use of large amounts of horse serum to treat diseases, "Then every patient must be treated like Mr. Han to be cured? How much blood will be used in this way?"
Yang Mo shook her head, "You don't have to wait until the disease occurs before treatment. If you are injured by an iron tool, you can get a shot of serum to prevent illness."
Pei Du has never heard of this. Can the disease be prevented?
Yang Mo said: "This way there is no need to use a large amount of serum, and the patient is less at risk of getting sick."
Pei Du listened very carefully. Every time he said something to Miss Yang, he had to think about it several times in his mind before he could understand it.
For example, now, he was just surprised and didn't know what to ask.
How does Miss Yang know what kind of injuries require serum injection, and how does she know that if the serum is applied, she will not get sick?
Pei Du looked around, and even Wei Mao and the others looked at a loss. Even Miss Yang's apprentices were like this. He probably had never heard Miss Yang say this. The more Pei Du thought about it, the more terrifying he felt. He didn't know that Yang
How many medical skills does the eldest lady have yet to teach?
Yang Mo planned to explain the principles of prevention in detail, trying to make his apprentice and Pei Du understand as much as possible. This lecture lasted an hour.
It was not easy to develop a new treatment method in ancient times.
Yang Mo looked at the few people who were still stunned. She couldn't rush into teaching. She had to give them time to think.
Yang Mo came out of the room and raised her eyes to see Zhou Chengling sitting with Brother Cheng.
Brother Cheng kept looking at Zhou Chengling with his eyes, trying to adjust himself to the same sitting position as Zhou Chengling, with his legs together and his hands in a good position. Zhou Chengling picked up the tea and drank it. His movements were done in one go, which was very natural, which was a pity to Brother Cheng.
This child.
Yang Mo walked over, and Brother Cheng immediately stood up and saluted Yang Mo.
Yang Mo asked in a low voice, "Brother Cheng, aren't you going back yet?"
Brother Cheng shook his head, "Father will be here soon, and I will go home with him."
I wanted to stay in the drug store for a while. Although I couldn't go in and disturb Miss Twelve's rest, I always wanted to be closer to my mother and sister.
Yang Mo asked Mei Xiang to prepare some food.
When Brother Cheng wasn't paying attention, Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling and asked, "Can you sit down a little more relaxedly?"
The little child was also tired and rubbed left and right on the chair.
Zhou Chengling pursed his lips, then looked at Brother Cheng, adjusted his sitting posture, and bent his legs, that's all.
Yang Mo found it funny. It seemed like this person didn't know how to sit in that comfortable posture.
Mei Xiang and her mother-in-law quickly put the food on the table.
Yang Mo specially took the maid back and let Zhou Chengling eat with Brother Cheng.
Master Zhou Qi picked up Brother Cheng, and Yang Mo was also preparing to go home. Just as he ordered his mother-in-law to prepare the carriage, Zhou Chengling came in from outside and said, "Tomorrow is your birthday."
Yang Mo was wondering why Zhou Chengling knew about it, and then she remembered that she had to change the birthday card when talking about marriage.
Zhou Chengling said: "Can you spare a few hours tomorrow? The concubine wants to talk to you, and I also want to take you to see something."
Yang Mo nodded and agreed. Princess Xian invited her to go. She had no reason not to go. In fact, because Zhou Chengling talked to her like this, she couldn't refuse.
Yang Mo got on the carriage, and Zhou Chengling also went all the way to Prince Xian's Mansion.
Seeing Princess Xian, Zhou Chengling stepped forward, bowed and sat on the chair next to the princess. After about a tea break, Zhou Chengling asked Princess Xian, "How about the princess entering the palace? Has the queen mother agreed?"
Princess Xian burst out laughing when she heard this and looked at her mother beside her, "Let me see how long you can endure it."
Princess Xian nodded and said, "I agreed. I have chosen a few dates. The earliest is February next year. However, I think the Yang family may not agree. No daughter of any family will get married so soon. Some families
The marriage was negotiated and it took two years to get married."
Seeing Zhou Chengling stunned, Princess Xian picked up the handkerchief and covered her mouth with a smile, "If you want the Yang family to agree, you have to put some thought into it." She knew Chengling's temperament, so she could give in while he was interested in Miss Yang.
He was enlightened.
Zhou Chengling nodded and said, "My grandson will follow the arrangements the concubine said."
Princess Xian said "Hmm" seriously, "I also want to prepare for your wedding as soon as possible, so as not to make a joke like last time. Mr. Zhang thought it was Jiang Ping who wanted to propose marriage to the Yang family to marry Miss Yang."
Jiang Ping, who was standing outside, suddenly shivered when he heard this. Ajiu looked at Jiang Ping with her mouth wide open in surprise.
The room was quiet for a moment.
Zhou Chengling frowned.
Jiang Ping immediately seemed to be struck by thunder, his hair stood up like a hedgehog's thorns, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he could hardly breathe. Ajiu looked at him as if he was already dead.
How could Mr. Zhang think that he was going to... wasn't he going to be put to death? Even the friendship between Prince Dong and the young master was ignored by the young master, but if it was him... he could still stand here in good health?
Jiang Ping was about to cry but had no tears, and wanted to find some comfort from Ajiu's face. Unexpectedly, Ajiu turned his face away and took two steps away from him, for fear of being hurt.
"It's all your fault to say this," Princess Xian said with a straight face, "I don't think your father and your grandfather are like you, so they can't even get a wife."
Listening to the elders' jokes, it felt like he had returned to his own home. Zhou Chengling felt his heart warm and his brows relaxed.
After leaving Prince Xian's Mansion, Zhou Chengling came all the way to the Yang family's ancestral home.
Manager Wang of the Zhou family is already waiting there.
"Is everyone here?" Zhou Chengling asked in a low voice.
Manager Wang said: "We are all here, waiting to listen to your orders."
"Has Miss Yang visited the ancestral home?" Zhou Chengling asked Manager Wang.
"I just took a quick look. It's a mess inside. I haven't thought about how to clean it up yet. We don't want to touch the Yang family's things, so we just clean it briefly."
Zhou Chengling nodded. He carefully thought about what gift to give to Yang Molan.
He found that no matter what he took out, it was not as big as he wanted.
It doesn't matter how much money it costs, or how precious it is, it must be about what he can give to the two of them.
In this way, he can stand there refreshed, waiting for her to arrive, and then unfold his gifts to her, without feeling rough or insufficient.
By then, he would see the smile on her face.
Just wait for that moment.
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Several people were already waiting in the courtyard, and when they saw Zhou Chengling, they all came up to talk to him.
Jiang Ping looked at Ajiu, "What are you going to do, Master?"
Ajiu stretched out her hand and pointed, "Do you still remember the first time the young master met Miss Yang?"
Jiang Ping shook his head.
Ajiu curled her lips and said, "Miss Yang treated bayberry sores at Yan Ge's house. The merchant the young master asked to find bought a lot of glazed lamps this time. It was Miss Yang who treated Yang Pan at Chang's house.
The people from the 'Jewelry Marquis' family that Master Shang Shi found are good at making all kinds of exquisite tools. You know that one, he has built the Palace of Accompanying the Capital."
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Well, there was no such thing as marriage proposal in ancient times, but I want to use this title.