It's no wonder that Song Qinghuan, looking at her cheap daddy appearance, might not even know what's going on here, and they juniors are even less aware of it.
Although Xiao Ci is now married to the daughter of the Song family, he is still considered an outsider. How did he know?
Xiao Ci hurriedly ate the noodles and then said vaguely: "It turns out that when I have nothing to do, I like to dig up people's private affairs as a pastime."
Naturally, he didn't just dig up people's private affairs when he had nothing to do. He was being suppressed by Empress Dowager Jiang in Kyoto. Naturally, he couldn't continue to be suppressed by her. He had to have some ideas to save himself in the future.
In fact, in addition to the Song family and the Yun family, he also knew everything about Xiao Wei's biological mother, the Liu family, and his uncle Wang's family.
However, these things are not easy to talk about.
Song Qinghuan looked at Xiao Ci doubtfully, and seeing that he didn't dodge his eyes, she believed him for a while, and then asked: "Then what else do you know about other people's families?"
Xiao Ci was indeed hungry. He ate a large bowl of noodles and even drank the noodle soup.
Seeing that he seemed not yet full, Song Qinghuan pushed his bowl towards him.
Xiao Ci was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and ate, and then said: "You are a woman, and you are curious about what these things are for."
Song Qinghuan really needed a few words, so the little maid next to Xiao Yun came to report and asked her if she could help.
Old Mrs. Song left in a hurry, and there were many things to be busy with in the house. In addition to tidying up the house, the shopping list for the kitchen also had to be drawn up again, and mourning clothes had to be made in the sewing room.
People had to be sent to various prefectures to report the funeral.
There are a lot of things to do in the house, and Xiao Yun has to go back and forth with them for everything. She is too busy by herself to be as busy as a spinning top.
Song Qinghuan responded: "I know, I'll be here in a minute."
Then he turned around and looked at Xiao Ci: "When will you go to Wuchengsuo? If you go later, you can rest in the house for a while."
Then he said: "I'm afraid I have to stay in the Marquis' Mansion for two days. Liu Jian will remember to send you meals every day."
"If you have time, come here and show your face. If you don't have time, forget it. Mom and Dad will understand."
There was still half of the noodles left in Xiao Ci's bowl, so he deserved to say, "I know."
Then he pushed her forward and said, "Eat something. I'll be busy and won't have time to eat."
Song Qinghuan thought so, and didn't mind that Xiao Ci had eaten it. He picked up the chopsticks and ate the remaining half of the bowl of noodles.
He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, drank a few more sips of tea, and then prepared to go out.
Xiao Ci took her hand and looked at her with burning eyes, but did not speak.
Song Qinghuan paused and looked at Xiao Ci.
After their eyes met for a while, Xiao Ci said: "Let Liujian follow you and wait for orders. If there is any time, let him tell me as soon as possible."
After thinking for a while, he added: "The plague is rampant now, and there is no definite cure yet. I deal with those who are sick every day, so I can't always run here."
"Don't tire yourself out. Take a rest when it's time to rest. Don't miss it when it's time to eat. Don't burn out your body."
At this moment, he was just like a little old lady, chattering endlessly, and she really seemed to regard Song Qinghuan as his daughter.
Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, not feeling annoyed at all, and said, "I understand."
Then he said: "You should be careful when you are on duty, but don't be careless."
After a pause, he added, "The children and I are waiting for you at home."
These words made Xiao Ci feel soft in his heart.
He gave her a sexy smile, rubbed his fingertips on the back of her hand a few times, and then let go: "Go ahead."
Song Qinghuan also smiled and then turned around and left Lanyue Pavilion.
Xiao Ci followed her to the outside of the courtyard. After taking a look at the sky, he decided to take a rest, but before he could turn around, Chuhan came in a hurry.
He lowered his voice and whispered a few words into Xiao Ci's ear, but there was a solemn look on his face.
The smile on Xiao Ci's eyes and brows suddenly faded, his face was solemn, and he did not go back to the house, but strode out of the house, and said as he walked: "Can I ask the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital to come and see me?"
Chuhan said: "I've already gone to invite you."
"Got it." Xiao Ci responded and quickly left the Qibei Houfu.
It was already daybreak, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road than before. Xiao Ci and Chu Han got on their horses and rode towards Wucheng.
The Wucheng Institute had just handed over for the first time, and the faces of several young juniors already showed panic. When they saw Xiao Ci rushing back, they hurriedly surrounded him, talking non-stop.
Xiao Ci didn't have the patience to deal with them. Seeing that everyone was in a mess, he paused and said: "Those who should eat should eat, and those who should rest should rest. This matter has not been decided yet, so you started to panic. Then the whole
Even the city of Kyoto can't be saved."
How can we keep them from panicking? Since the outbreak of the Wusha Plague, the brothers in Wuchengsuo have been living and eating in the institute.
Moreover, we have to deal with people infected with the plague every day, so who is not afraid?
This lasted for half a month, and not only my body was exhausted, but my mind was also tortured day by day.
At that moment, someone said: "It's been half a month and I haven't saved anyone. We brothers, we are all older and younger, so we are afraid of everyone."
Then someone else cried and answered: "In the past, it didn't matter that all our brothers were fine, but now this plague has spread to our brothers, and we don't even know whether we can survive."
, how can you care about anyone else."
Two people from a small team fell down, and the remaining ten people were talking to each other as if they were about to die immediately.
Xiao Ci's face was filled with frost, and he signaled Chu Han to close the door, and then said sternly: "Don't say a few words."
"You have been fighting this plague for half a month. Do you know how to deal with the plague once it is discovered?"
"Do we have to make the commotion known to everyone and be escorted to the quarantine area?"
As soon as he said this, no one dared to say anything.
Everyone knows what will happen if you enter the quarantine area.
A bunch of losers from the Tai Hospital have been unable to control their condition for a long time. In just half a month, not counting those stranded outside the city, a lot of people were burned in the isolation zone in the west of the city alone.
Everyone is aware of the dangers of this plague. Although they dare not shout loudly, some people still ask: "Well, what should we do?"
Then he pointed to Westinghouse: "Although we are brothers, the plague can also kill people. If, if they don't enter the quarantine area, then our brothers will die in their hands sooner or later."
Xiao Ci frowned: "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will arrange it myself."
He added: "I'll be here soon. I'll let the imperial doctor take a look at it. If there's anything wrong, I'll observe it for two days."
"Let's break up." He said, then walked to the west room with his hands behind his back.
When Lao He, who was lying on the small couch, saw Xiao Ci, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, I'm sorry.
