The wife of a powerful minister?Don't worry, I'll take back my destiny first

"Hahaha~" Ling Xiaozi smiled and asked the waiter to untie the gauze on Ding Zhongwen's legs and feet, and give him hot water to clean the wounds.

He then stepped forward, took out the plaster and put it on Ding Zhongwen, then tied it with clean gauze and said with a smile: "Mrs. Ding really trusts me! This is the elixir refined by the medical saint. Ding Xiucai took it." In less than a month, I will be able to fully recover and walk freely.”

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, her face was full of disbelief: "Really? The medicine of the medical saint is so powerful. Can the Taoist priest please ask for a few more pills for my son?"

"Hmph!" Ling Xiaozi flicked his sleeves and glared at Mrs. Zhao: "Ignorant and stupid woman, the elixirs of medical saints can only be found but not sought. Do you think they are just cabbage? They are available everywhere?"

Mrs. Zhao was so embarrassed that she wiped the sweat from her forehead. Ling Xiaozi continued to scold: "Even if the bone-retaining pill is Chinese cabbage, it is still Chinese cabbage worth 1000 taels of silver each. Do you have the money to buy it?"

Mrs. Zhao immediately lowered her head like a quail and dared not express her anger. She cursed: She has no money. Aren't there still scholars in the academy who raise money for her son?

Ling Xiaozi seemed to have heard Zhao's thoughts and sneered: "Don't even think about trying to take advantage of these scholars in the academy. They have already done their best to raise money for Ding Xiucai. Do you still want them to continue?" Just dream about raising money for your son! After those scholars come up with money today, they will have to live frugally in the academy for a long time."

Ling Xiaozi didn't care whether Mrs. Zhao listened or not. After telling the boy how to take care of Ding Zhongwen, he turned around and left with the medicine box.

Looking at her sleeping son, Mrs. Zhao's mind started to come alive again.

She looked at the two bookboys waiting on the side and ordered as the host: "You guys go make some food. My son and I are hungry. Remember to ask for big fish and meat, and it tastes good. Do you hear me?"

The two book boys looked at each other and one of them left.

A quarter of an hour later, the book boy came over carrying a basket.Mrs. Zhao couldn't wait to take the basket. When she saw that there were only two bowls of vegetable porridge, a plate of pickles, and two white flour buns, Mrs. Zhao's face visibly collapsed.

She angrily yelled at the book boy who came back with the food: "How did you wait? Didn't I say I wanted big fish and big meat? You actually fooled us, mother and son, with two bowls of porridge! You are sending the beggars away. ?"

The book boy was also a spirited person, and immediately shouted at Mrs. Zhao: "If you want to eat big fish and meat, you should give me money. My young master paid for this porridge and white flour buns. If you don't want to eat it, forget it, I will If you take it back, my young master can pay for it with a meal! I won't serve you anymore!"

After the book boy said this, he turned around and left with the basket in hand.

Mrs. Zhao had already swallowed her saliva when she saw the porridge and white-flour steamed buns. She just wanted to show off her authority in front of the book boy, and she didn't say she wouldn't eat them.

Mrs. Zhao watched helplessly as the book boy carried the basket and walked away. He only shouted the word "you" in his mouth, and the other words were stuck in his throat, and he had no chance to say them out.

Mrs. Zhao turned to look at her son, and saw another book boy wiping Ding Zhongwen's face. He didn't help the boy who left, and he came in anger.

"You!" Mrs. Zhao pointed at the book boy and said, "Go and prepare a better meal for us, or I will sue you in front of your son."

"Hmph!" Unexpectedly, the book boy threw the handkerchief at Ding Zhongwen's face and said sarcastically: "If you want to sue, just sue! A noble lady and noble son like you, a servant cannot afford to serve you. You should let you Let your servants serve you."

Mrs. Zhao looked at the back of the book boy who left without any hesitation, and jumped in anger: If she had her own servants, why would she need these slaves to serve her?
She thought for a while, the young man who helped them raise money today was pretty good, and he would definitely be able to help her and her son eat well.

Zhao stood up and left Ding Zhongwen's dormitory in a hurry.

She wandered around the academy aimlessly, and all the scholars who saw her hurried away for fear of being entangled with her.

After Zhao walked around for half an hour, she finally met Dong Yuzhi. "My lord, my lord, I finally found you. Woo hoo~" Seeing Dong Yuzhi, Mrs. Zhao felt as if she had seen a savior, and she cried in grievance.

Dong Yuzhi didn't know that Mrs. Zhao had scolded the two book boys she was taking care of. Seeing Mrs. Zhao's heartbroken look, she thought Ding Zhongwen was dead and quickly asked with concern: "Aunt Ding, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Mrs. Zhao then choked up and told the story of how their orphans and widowed mother were bullied by two book boys: "Hey, Master, now that my son is disabled, even two book boys are bullying us." Ling Xiaozi Dao Changgang Let’s go and they won’t do anything. I just want to eat some porridge and pickles, but they won’t bring them to me. They also say that we are not their masters.”

"I begged them, but they left and said they would not serve my son. Wuwu~"

Dong Yuzhi saw that Mrs. Zhao was weak when speaking, and guessed that she was probably hungry, and quickly comforted her: "Aunt Ding, don't worry, I'll arrange the meals right away."

Then, Dong Yuzhi ordered his book boy to go to the academy kitchen to buy food, and then personally sent Zhao back to the dormitory.

"Young Master is so kind-hearted? What's your surname?"

"It turns out to be Young Master Dong. My Wen'er often praises you in front of me. He said that besides him, you are the most knowledgeable in the academy."

"Mr. Dong is getting married. You are so handsome, but you need a noble girl to be worthy of you."

Along the way, Ms. Zhao kept saying good things for free, which made Dong Yuzhi very happy.

As soon as they arrived at Ding Zhongwen's dormitory, the bookboy arrived with packed meals.

Mrs. Zhao could not help but swallow her saliva as she smelled the delicious food, and there was a "gurgling" sound coming from her stomach.

Dong Yuzhi kept herself from laughing out loud, opened the food box and said to Mrs. Zhao, "Aunt Ding, are you hungry? Let's eat first."

Mrs. Zhao wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and nodded: "Hey, hey, thank you Mr. Dong."

She walked to the table and looked at the large bowl of dry rice and a bowl of meat soup set out by the book boy. She suddenly felt less resentful in her heart.

Dong Yuzhi was also surprised when she saw Mrs. Zhao eating her food like a starving ghost reincarnated.

After all, she was the wife of a scholar, so why was she so rude when eating?

Dong Yuzhi felt that she couldn't stand it anymore, and saw that there was really no one around Ding Zhongwen to wait on her, so she kept her book boy.

After Mrs. Zhao finished her meal, she instructs the bookboy to pour herself some water, then instructs the bookboy to wash Ding Zhongwen's face and wipe his feet, and then she says she wants snacks and asks the bookboy to go to the street to buy some.

The book boy took the food box and went directly to the academy kitchen, asked the cook for today's snacks from Ding Zhongwen, and brought them back to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao ate the snacks and pointed at them, saying that the book boy was not good at doing things and that the snacks from Hongfu Ji that Shangguan Jiao brought her last time were not as delicious.