Chapter 365 I don't want to hear these words a second time (
Chapter 365 I don’t want to hear these words again (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi began to tell the story of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", while Wu Meiniang listened attentively and wrote as fast as she could.
It was only when Wu Meiniang's wrists felt sore and numb that she stopped today's copying work.
Looking at this very exciting and touching story, Wu Meiniang sighed with emotion while rubbing her wrists.
"This is just the beginning of the story, but it's already so exciting. I really look forward to seeing the rest of it earlier."
"But my hands can't bear it..."
"Come on, let me rub it for you. You're not doing it right." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but said when he saw Wu Meiniang's irregular massage technique.
There is no way, as an excellent medical worker, the most unscrupulous thing to do is to avoid evil practices.
When Brother Cheng's warm yet slightly rough hand grabbed her right hand, Wu Meiniang subconsciously wanted to pull it back.
"Don't move, trust me, my massage techniques will definitely make you feel so good."
Cheng Chubi tightened his grip unwillingly, and then began to rub Wu Meiniang's breasts carefully.
"Ah, so sore, so swollen... I feel so uncomfortable." Wu Meiniang's pretty face turned red and she whispered in a shy voice.
Cheng Chubi laughed and explained while massaging carefully. "This is normal. You will feel comfortable after a while."
"You have to protect your hands. This "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is very long. It starts from the period of Emperor Ling and ends with the return of Jin Dynasty."
"Sure enough, it is a masterpiece." Wu Meiniang couldn't help but be fascinated, looking at Brother Cheng who was massaging seriously.
The way he doesn't speak, especially his serious expression, is really charming.
Of course, Cheng Sange looks silly and cute when he talks nonsense seriously...
Thinking of this, Wu Meiniang's heart felt sweet, and her smile became brighter and more charming.
Wu Meiniang packed up the copied manuscript and left the Imperial Medical Office. She had to take it back, organize it, and copy it again.
After all, typos and omissions are easy to occur when dictating, so it is natural to organize and transcribe them in time.
However, Wu Meiniang has decided that she will make two copies, one for Brother Cheng and one for herself.
Such a wonderful story is worth reading over and over again.
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In the imperial palace, in the Li Zheng Hall, Changsun Wuji was happily talking about his nephew Qingque.
That is to say, when Li Tai received lectures from the great Confucians a few days ago, he showed his smart and keen response ability, as well as his reasonable and reasonable asking for advice.
As well as the answers from the great scholars, and their love and appreciation for this nephew.
Empress Changsun listened quietly and gently, with a faint smile on her face, and only spoke to make fun of her from time to time.
Changsun Wuji finished talking about Zhuxiang's skill, and then he stopped.
Stroking his long beard, he said with emotion on his face. "I still remember that Qing Que was very well-behaved and clever when he was young."
"In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed and he has grown into an adult, but he is still the same as before."
"Even Changshi Kong also has high praise for Qingque, which is really rare..."
After hearing this, Empress Changsun frowned slightly and waved the maid who came with the pot to leave.
I picked up the pot and poured a cup of amber-colored tea soup.
"Brother, please..." Empress Changsun pushed a cup of chrysanthemum tea forward and said to her brother Changsun Wuji, who rarely entered the palace.
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty." Changsun Wuji replied respectfully, then he picked up the tea soup, took a sip, and praised with bright eyes.
"It tastes good, slightly bitter in the mouth, but sweet and soothing to the throat."
Empress Changsun smiled gently, picked up the tea bowl herself and took a sip and said calmly.
"Chrysanthemum tea can not only clear the liver and improve eyesight, but also has health-preserving effects. It is a health-preserving tea developed by Cheng Sanlang when he was in Jiucheng Palace."
After hearing the three words Cheng Sanlang, Changsun Wuji's face couldn't help but stiffen, and then he forced a smile.
"It seems that this Cheng Sanlang is really versatile. Although he is just a disciple of the general, he is also good at poetry and medicine."
"I feel that although this boy is a bit...too naive, he is indeed a young talent. Not only me, but also His Majesty is very fond of him."
Changsun Wuji reluctantly took another sip of chrysanthemum tea, placed it on the table, and was about to speak.
Then I saw Empress Changsun glance around. "Everyone, go down..."
Soon, all the eunuchs and eunuchs in the palace quietly left the Lizheng Hall, leaving only the brother and sister.
"Brother, what you said just now, my little sister should only regard you as my uncle's love for Qingque."
"Sister, what do you mean by this?" Changsun Wuji was slightly stunned and looked at this gentle and virtuous girl.
Empress Changsun looked at her brother calmly, Gujing Wubo said, "Actually... I know very well that in my brother's eyes."
"Be it Cheng Qian, Qing Que, or Pheasant Nu... they are all your nephews, brother, and your Majesty's legitimate princes."
"But in my little sister's eyes, each one of them is a continuation of my bloodline. They are all unique and unique."
Changsun Wuji forced a smile and nodded. "My brother naturally knows this too."
"My little sister is worried that my brother doesn't know, so I would like to remind you, please don't blame me..." Empress Changsun once again said with a gentle smile on her face.
Changsun Wuji was speechless for a long time, looking at the bowl of light amber tea soup in front of him, and nodded slightly.
"Sister, there is something that Brother Yu doesn't know whether to say or not."
Queen Changsun sighed softly and raised her hand to signal Changsun Wuji to continue.
"Sister, you must also know that since ancient times, all kings have the appearance of a king. I am afraid that Cheng Qian's legs will not be the same in this life..."
"So?" Empress Changsun's face gradually darkened, and she folded her hands and placed them on her knees.
Looking at his sister's eyes, whose warmth was gradually disappearing, Changsun Wuji quickly lowered his head. "I made a mistake."
After Empress Changsun took a few breaths, she slowly spoke.
"Brother, you are not only my husband's most trusted subject, but also my child's uncle.
I hope you will be more cautious, brother, my little sister doesn’t want to hear this a second time.”
"Yes, sir, please remember."
The brother and sister both picked up the teacups silently and took a sip. Changsun Wuji reluctantly said a few more words.
Then she sadly said goodbye to Empress Changsun, who seemed a little indifferent, and left the Li Zheng Hall.
Empress Changsun stood up and looked at her brother's back with a gloomy look on her face.
These days, my brother comes to see me more often, but these few times, the conversation is not just about family affairs.
Even if she praises Qingque in front of her, how can she not understand what her brother is thinking, considering how empress Changsun is?
It is precisely because of this understanding that I feel more and more disappointed.
Empress Changsun put down the tea bowl indifferently, walked out of the Li Zheng Hall, and headed towards the Ganlu Hall.