Take the initiative to ask people to see if you have any bad omens?
Is this a joke or serious?
In order to refute the fact that Dr. Ling just said someone else had bad omens, she took the initiative to ask?
Is this humiliation?
Everyone in the alley looked at this woman.
I have never seen this woman before. She is not a neighbor here. Could it be that Dr. Ling is disliked by someone else?
Miss Jun was not angry and glanced at the woman.
"You didn't," she said, passing the woman and walking away.
I have to say that it is true that both liars and beggars are thick-skinned.
People in the alley laughed and watched the fun.
The woman obviously didn't want Miss Jun to leave like this, so she hurriedly followed her.
"Miss Jun, please take another look." She said, with a bit of pleading in her expression, "I really have a bad omen."
The smiles on the faces of the onlookers in the alley froze again.
From the look of this woman, if she was acting, she would be too involved.
Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.
"Auntie, you really don't have any bad omens, don't worry," she said.
The woman didn't look happy at all, but more uneasy.
"Miss Jun." She still didn't want to let Miss Jun leave, and couldn't help but reach out and grab her sleeves, "I don't have one, why don't you go to my house and see who has bad signs?"
God!
The people watching in the alley were stunned.
Miss Jun smiled helplessly, but before she could speak, the woman spoke again.
"Miss Jun, Miss Jun, please, just take a look." She begged.
"I'll just take a look. If it's not there, you should hire someone else and stop pestering me." Miss Jun said.
Why does this sound so weird?
It seems that asking her to see a doctor is very embarrassing for her?
When a doctor says this, any person with integrity should give him a slap in the face.
But this woman obviously didn't know what a backbone was, so she was overjoyed when she heard this.
"Okay, okay," she said repeatedly, fearing that it would be too late and the girl would regret it.
He was busy leading the way.
Watching this group of people leave, the people in the alley still looked stunned.
"Really please?"
"Could it be that you paid someone to act in a drama?"
"No, I heard that Dr. Ling is really picky when treating patients."
"Yes, I heard that an old woman asked her to see a doctor, but she refused to see him, saying that the old woman was not worthy."
"What does it mean to be unworthy?"
"It seems like she wants to see a doctor and chooses the patients herself."
"That means she doesn't know how to read everything? She only picks up what she can read?"
"It seems like but it's not."
"Don't think about it, just follow it and you'll know."
After a discussion in the alley, people rushed out and chased after the three people walking on the street.
Turned a street and came to a door.
Although this house may not look like a wealthy family, it is still a well-to-do family.
The woman knocked on the door, and the concierge looked at Miss Jun and the servant with a somewhat complicated expression.
"Sanniang, isn't this good?" he said.
The woman glared at him.
"What do you know about a man?" She shouted in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."
As he spoke, he smiled apologetically at Miss Jun.
It seemed that he was afraid that the concierge's words would offend Miss Jun.
Miss Jun smiled and didn't take it seriously.
"Miss Jun, please come quickly," the woman said.
The concierge had no choice but to step aside and watched Miss Jun follow the woman in.
"Women, just believe these gods and goddesses." The concierge shook his head and closed the door helplessly.
The house is neatly renovated, simple and elegant, and obviously has a lot of heritage.
"Miss Jun, my wife is a close friend of Damselfly. Before she left, she tried her best to recommend Miss Jun, saying that she must come to you if she encounters any difficulties." The woman who led the way suddenly whispered.
Damselfly, she must be the woman who consulted the doctor that night, Liu Er thought, it turns out that she also promoted the lady.
Miss Jun smiled and nodded, but still did not speak.
Don’t ask too much, don’t tell too much.
The woman felt relieved again and believed more and more that Miss Jun was an expert.
Miss Jun followed the woman through the flower wall and arrived at the family's back house.
Girls were standing under the eaves, children were running in the yard, women were chatting and laughing in the house, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of powder.
This is where women and children live. Although some women and children need to be exposed to the public to earn a living, more women and children are raised in boudoir, traveling among their own specific relatives and friends, neither seeing nor being known to outsiders.
"Miss Jun is here," the woman said to the girls.
Everyone in the yard looked over, and the girls also opened the curtains.
Miss Jun looked at these women and children and stepped forward calmly.
Yes, she doesn't need a lively opening celebration, nor does she need to find many people to cheer her on.
She doesn't need to spend money to win fans with benevolence and skills, nor does she need to shout about the magic hand to rejuvenate anyone who comes, and instantly become famous.
All she needs is a chance, a chance to be safely accepted and walk in the inner courtyard of the deep house.
She gradually gathered fame in the inner courtyard of the house, and captured the women behind these high-ranking officials. Don't underestimate these women, many times they can determine the success or failure of an event, and a person's life or death.
Her sisters and brothers were at the deepest part of the inner courtyard of the deep house. She walked over step by step, and there was always a chance to get to her sisters and brothers.
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In the inner courtyard of the Lu family's mansion, girls and servants gathered, but their footsteps were gentle and there was no noise at all. Two girls came from outside.
"Where's the princess?" they asked in a low voice.
The girls under the eaves pointed in one direction.
"In the garden," they said.
There were originally many families on this street, but as Prince Huai's Mansion and Lu's House settled here, many families moved away. Lu Yunqi's house occupies the space of the two houses. It is beautifully built, especially the garden, which is full of flowers.
There are many forests that are undefeated in all seasons.
"At first, I was afraid that these flowers and trees wouldn't be able to survive, so I simply dug up three feet of soil from other people's gardens and moved it over."
Two girls in the garden said with a smile, pointing to a field of rich blooming flowers in front of them. Behind them was a lake. They were sitting in a small pavilion. The pavilion was almost made of colorful glass, and the green lake water shone brightly.
Hui.
Princess Jiuli was sitting on the blanket on the ground, threading needles and threads on the embroidery frame. Her pleated skirt was spread on the carpet like flowers.
Sitting in a colorful glass pavilion, she looked particularly dazzling without wearing any pink or pink shirt or skirt.
She occasionally looked up at the flowerbed in front of her, always with a slight smile on her face.
"Yes, it's really good," she would also say.
Her voice is always soft, and her posture is extremely dignified even when she is sitting.
This is the princess raised in the palace, the princess who would have been the real eldest princess, the princess who was deeply loved by the late emperor and the prince.
The girls looked at her with undisguised awe.
The two girls came here and bowed respectfully.
"Princess, my lord can't come back today," they said.
Princess Jiuli nodded with a smile.
"Okay, I get it." she said.
The girls bowed their heads and backed away, but one hesitated and came forward with tea.
"Princess." She knelt down and said.
Princess Jiuli put down her needlework, took the tea, and looked at the flower garden in front of her.
The maidservant who was kneeling on the ground with her head lowered couldn't help but raise her head.
"Princess, Your Excellency has hired a new woman." She said quickly, "She belongs to the gatekeeper of the West City..."
It seems like I can't go on at this point.
She lowered her head and kept her voice low and inaudible.
"The concubine of the west city gatekeeper."
Princess Jiuli looked at her.
"Oh." She said, put the tea cup back into the girl's hand, picked up the needle and thread again, and continued embroidering with concentration.
The girl looked anxious and confused for a moment, but she didn't dare to say any more and backed away while holding the tea.
Compared to the quiet inner house, the streets of the capital were the busiest at the time. The restaurants and tea shops were overcrowded, and wine sellers were weaving in and out among the guests, but amidst the loud laughter and laughter, there was a sudden burst of noise.
"I asked you to give us the private room to Master Qi. Are you deaf?"
Two or three people stood in the corridor on the second floor and shouted loudly.
Several shop assistants saluted the people in the room with uneasy expressions.
Zhu Zan, who was sitting in the private dining room downstairs, looked up.
"Who is this?" He clicked his tongue, "He's even more arrogant than us." (To be continued)