After wandering for a long time, the interest of the beautiful scenery gradually faded away. After the freshness wore off, Xiaoying and Xiangying returned with the army. At noon, they also had to enjoy a birthday banquet specially prepared by the butler. Han Shaer deliberately invited the three neighbors to have a party. One day, I knew that dancing was inconvenient, so I had to give up. As soon as I got home to take a breather, the parrot was sent by its owner to send two paper kites as gifts, one was a sky eagle, and the other was a colorful phoenix. The workmanship was exquisite and beautiful. The two women fell in love with each other. When the food was not out of the pot, I happily let it go in the courtyard. The breeze blew, and the paper kites soared up. The real eagle struck the sky, and the phoenix came, flying in the sky vividly. Er Ying exclaimed that it was magical, and Han Sha On the other hand, the response was mediocre. I thought Manwu could drive a wooden man, but making such a small gadget would be a piece of cake.
There were many people and the food was served quickly. Xiaoying and Xiangying sat at two tables, each acting as their birthday girl. At first, they acted dignified for a while, eating the food in small bites and sipping wine symbolically. Unable to stand the compliments and encouragements of the maids and servants, they rolled up their sleeves and yelled: "How are you, sisters?", "Bazuojian", "Sixty-six good luck"... The concierge announced that a young eunuch had arrived, and it was nothing serious. The Queen Mother gave her food for the festival as usual and summoned Han Sha The next day, I went to see him. I thanked him and started eating, a dish of seabass soup with stewed mushrooms, and a dish of pearl and shrimp dumplings. Silly Han remembered that on the day the dragon raised its head on the second day of February, the palace also sent two food boxes, but they were a bowl of steamed turtle and a bowl of steamed turtle. A bowl of Poria, Turtle and Longevity Noodles stirred up my thoughts, and I felt a little trance-like.
Xiangying was drunk and dizzy, her face was flushed, she shouted "stupid brother" and wanted to be intimate, Xiaoying did not hesitate to give in too much - how can this be done? The atmosphere in the capital is certainly civilized, but it is not as wild as that in the valley. In the eyes of the maids and servants, can the head of the family still do his job? Han Shaer is busy serving sobering soup and longevity noodles. He deserves to be put out of embarrassment, and the concierge notifies him for the second time? Pang Youdao, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, is waiting to see you at the medical hall, begging His Highness for help. Son Pang Tingxi - Eh? What's wrong with the cuckold brother? Just take medicine and exercise honestly? You should see significant improvement after a month. You just go to the doctor if you want. What are you going to do with me?
The belly slander is not delayed and the speed is as fast as flying? When you enter the hall, you first see the purple robe embroidered with unicorns? His face is an old version of Pang Tingxi? His handsome face is wrinkled by the years, and his beautiful eyes have two bags under his eyes. The peace contains the majesty of a high-ranking official. As he leaves his seat, He took two small steps, bent down and saluted, and a series of movements showed that his body was much stronger than Huahua's son. But listen: "Your Majesty, you have a way -" Han Shaer quickly helped him: "You can't do this if you are a big man! The Queen Mother has an order? Don't do it." Damn the little doctor! Where is the county horse? Let’s treat him here.” Look around. There is a person lying on a simple hospital bed against the south wall. He is covered by a thin quilt. Only his head is exposed, and the bandage is wrapped like a rice dumpling. Oops? Who is so bad? With ruthless hands, beat the delicate Pangjun horse into a pig's head? Who is so arrogant? Dare to use old punches against the minister's son or the prince's son-in-law?
Little Han Shaer felt secretly happy. After a silent examination, the patient had weak breathing, weak pulse, and was unconscious. His nose smelled the smell of ointment for red wounds. He still asked, "Why is the injury so serious?" Pang Youdao looked troubled and hesitated. He said: "Old minister, I don't know very well. I would like to ask your highness to give you the magic acupuncture to suit the symptoms. I would like to pay more attention to you." Han Shaer wanted to ask clearly, and his face darkened and he said: "The wound has been bandaged. I don't know how it was hurt. , where is the injury, whether it is light or serious, how can you give random acupuncture? If the doctor was good, you wouldn't have brought me here." Pang Youdao sighed and rushed to the following servants: "Pang Guang, you will follow me throughout the whole journey today, and you will tell His Highness Report it!"