Shangshi female official

Du Jingmo's face softened a lot, and his tone softened, and he asked, "Then what do you want to do here?"

Seeing that he wasn't angry anymore, Xu Xinyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and explained: "Today is the birthday of the Medicine King Bodhisattva, and we went to the Shengji Hall to worship the Bodhisattva. It would be better to put it in the imperial hospital to get rid of the illness. Didn’t the palace not allow you to do this, Efu didn’t want to implicate you, that’s why I dragged you and didn’t let you know.”

"Why do you guys keep this kind of thing from me, I know, just push Yunfan away."

Wang Yifu only thought that Du Jingmo was purely funny. At this time, she didn't want to think that he didn't know the whole story. If the kit she hid was discovered, she would definitely be unable to argue with it. to help.

Wang Yifu simply seized this opportunity to turn against the general, and complained softly: "Princess Du doesn't even drink the sesame and pea paste that Yifu sent, how dare Yifu make such a request to Doctor Du."

Du Jingmo was completely out of breath, and felt guilty instead, blinking his eyes, and explained: "I'm too full to eat at night, and I need to drink the pea paste later."

Wang Yifu was just joking, but Du Jingmo took it seriously. She couldn't play too much, and just said: "It's good that Doctor Du doesn't get angry. Yifu broke the swallow's nest when she put the kit. , it’s better to tidy up first.”

Du Jingmo asked the neighbor next door to borrow a broom to clean the swallow's nest. After cleaning, Wang Yifu took Xu Xinyan away on the pretext of fearing that people would become suspicious.

Walking to the entrance of the imperial dining room, Wang Yifu wanted to push Xu Xinyan away, and said, "Xinyan, I left something in the dining room, you go back first, I'll get it."

Xu Xinyan was sleepy all night, yawned and said, "Go, I won't wait for you."

Wang Yifu ran all the way to the innermost place, turning her head from time to time to see if anyone was following her, and went to the dining room alone, closed the door first, and lit an oil lamp.

At this time, I took out the leather bag, cut the sewing thread, and took out the book inside. The person who wrapped the book was really careful, and wrapped a layer of oil paper inside the leather bag, so that it would be difficult for insects to eat the book. .

Opening the oil-paper bag, I saw the gray book, which was written about the case of Chi's empress, and there were instructions such as the year number on it.

This is the second book of her mother's pregnancy medical record. It states what the pulse condition is like every day. Apart from the final peace, she can't understand the meaning of the previous description of the pulse.

In this way, I can only take the first book and let someone who understands medical books read it for help.

Wang Yifu packed the medical record in its original seal and hid it behind the cupboard in the dining room. She came to this place every day, so it was easy to check.

Now it is too far away from the emperor's dining room, why not go to the ancient and modern Tongji library to look for the imperial decree of the former emperor, this imperial decree is not something she can read, it will be convenient for her to look for it when the books are published in midsummer.

The timing, after all, still has to wait.

The fifth day of May is a big day in the palace. For this day, the whole palace has to be busy several days in advance.

It’s time for the festival, and everyone in the palace, regardless of whether they’re up or down, hangs mugwort leaves and calamus, wears colorful bracelets, and eats zongzi.

The internal affairs supervisor delivered everything on Chuyi, Wang Yifu and Juanzi tied the mugwort leaf to the window with a rope, and Mo Xi soaked a little realgar and cinnabar into the wine for Chuwu to prepare.

On this day, Xu Xinyan specially went to the imperial dining room to give Shen Ci and Wang Yifu a colorful bracelet. fifth day.

At that time, Wang Yifu saw that there was still a bracelet in the embroidery pocket that Xu Xinyan was carrying, which was strung with one more pearl than she and Shen Ci's share, so she asked one more question: "Your extra copy is for who?"

Xu Xinyan tightened the embroidered pocket on the spot, and said: "Give it to me, in case the belt in my hand is broken."

Wang Yifu and Shen Ci looked at each other with a smile, they saw it clearly.

As for making zongzi, Shangshi Bureau’s rule is to hand out a large pot of reed leaves, each meal room manages its own, and those who get close will give each other gifts.

Wang Yifu was washing vegetables with a colorful hand rope, and Mo Xi saw it, and Mo Xi asked, "Your rope looks nice, where did you get it?"

"It was given to me by Xinyan. The Shangfu Bureau doesn't have many other things. Needlework and rope, they will not be missing."

Mo Xi raised her eyebrows suddenly, and asked with a smile, "Can you ask your friend to give me some colorful ropes? I'll make some rice dumplings for her later, and keep them delicious."

"What's the problem? I'll ask her to go right away."

Wang Yifu asked Mo Xi for colorful ropes, and when she got them, she realized that the ropes were not five, but one piece of rope dyed with five colors, which was very beautiful.

When Moxi saw such a rope, she was also surprised, and sighed that only good materials can be used to match this good rope.

She turned around and went to each dining room to ask for all kinds of rice, including purple rice, red rice, yellow rice, and white glutinous rice. She also made spinach juice in the kitchen and soaked some white glutinous rice in the juice.

In the evening, when they finished their busy work, Mo Xi began to make the stuffing for the zongzi.

In the dark sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and it rained rumblingly. The raindrops hit the stone slabs, crackling like whips during the New Year.

Juanzi and Wang Yifu were in charge of washing the reed leaves. When it rained, they brought the basin into the house, while Mo Xi stewed the meat. The meat was soaked in spices, and the aroma filled the whole dining room, attracting Wang Yifu and Wang Yifu. Juanzi swallowed her saliva.

Mo Xi asked behind him, "Have you washed the leaves?"

"It's being washed."

"Yifu, you wash it alone, and Juanzi will help you make jujube paste and sweet-scented osmanthus red bean paste."

The three listened to the sound of the rain and worked until late at night, but the rain continued. In order not to delay things in the morning, Juanzi found a coir raincoat and took an umbrella out.

Mo Xi was wearing a coir raincoat, and the two of them ran out of the dining room under an umbrella. The more they ran, the happier they became. Facing the pouring rain, their giggling laughter echoed on the palace wall, and they laughed all the way to the six rounds and one division.

No one understands what they are happy about. Running in the rain is very happy.

The next morning, after choosing the breakfast for the maids, the three of them made zongzi. The white glutinous rice was soaked overnight and the spinach juice turned green. Deep, packed with several other types of rice, the color is not bad.

Mo Xi rolled up a leaf, rolled it into an awl shape, scooped a spoonful of white rice on the bottom, put a spoonful of red rice and a spoonful of yellow rice in it, pressed a hole with both hands, and put a piece of bacon in it. Go in and top it off with purple rice and green glutinous rice.

She hooked the rice with her fingers to press the rice tightly in the reed leaves, and finally covered the leaves and folded them, and tied them with colorful ropes. She didn't cut them after tying them up, but continued to use them to tie the second rice dumpling.