Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 560 A Pile of Bricks (2 More)
For the next few days, Tang Yong stayed in Zhilan Courtyard.

Knowing that he would have nightmares, Xu Jia asked Mo Xiang to give him some soothing incense every night.

After several days in a row, although I still couldn't speak, my spirit was obviously much better.

Tang Yuan was too busy worrying about his marriage with Jiang Qingyu every day as soon as he left the office, he had no time to care about Zhilanyuan.

Xu Jia was also happy to be quiet, and when it was time for the rest of the yamen, she took Tang Yong to the Song Mansion.

This time Tang Yuan didn't come, so she was taken directly to the inner courtyard to meet Wen Wan.

In the cold winter, Wen Wan, Song Jiao, and Yun Linglong sat around the brazier, making jackets for the little milk baby Qi Bao.

In fact, when the full moon was just over, the families had already collected a lot of presents, and Qi Bao didn't lack clothes to wear.

It's just that mothers probably have this kind of mentality, they always feel that children have less clothes, less stuttering, and clothes that stick to the flesh, and the gentleness will always have to pass their own hands before they are willing to rest assured, so the other family sent it The ones she wore were all put in the bottom of the suitcase, and now the clothes Qi Bao is wearing are all made stitch by stitch by Wen Wan with her niece and little maids.

In addition to the brazier in the house, there are also earth dragons burning.

When Xu Jia lifted the curtain and went in, a gust of hot air rushed towards her face. She stopped and took a few breaths before she could barely adapt. She walked around the screen and greeted Wen Wan with a smile, "Are you busy?"

Wen Wan had heard a report from a servant that Second Grandma Tang had come, and when she heard the voice, she turned to look at Xu Jia, and was a little surprised to see a little person following her, "Can the little guy speak?"

Hearing this, Xu Jia looked sad, "Not yet, I brought him here today just to ask if you know any doctors who are proficient in this field. Our family has invited several doctors, and they are either at a loss or have to think about it. I figured that when he figured it out, the day lily would be cold."

When Yuncai and Linglong saw the guests coming in, they hurriedly stood up and saluted, then invited them to sit down and served tea.

Xu Jia was not in the mood to drink, and looked at Wen Wan eagerly while holding the teacup.

Wen Wan looked away from Tang Yong, "What did the doctor say?"

Xu Jia said truthfully: "I was poisoned by someone, but I bribed all the doctors to hide it, and few people in the family knew about it."

After Xu Jiacai finished speaking, everyone in the room was stunned, all looking at Tang Yong.

Wen Wan was also shocked: "This kid is only three or four years old, right? Who poisoned him so cruelly?"

Afraid of bringing up the little man's sadness, Xu Jia smoothed things over and said, "The exact truth has not been found out yet, the most important thing now is to heal him as soon as possible."

With a gentle expression on his face, hesitantly said, "The one who treated me back then was Imperial Physician Li, who was invited by your elder brother for us, but it was caused by burning my throat when I was young, and this little man in your family was poisoned, unless he is proficient in poison The technique can prepare the antidote, otherwise, how can ordinary doctors cure it well?"

Proficient in poison.

When Wen Wan said that, Xu Jia thought of someone.

Cloud Thirteen.

This person is an inner disciple of the Yun family, and he is best at using poison and preparing various antidotes.

Yun Shisan is Yun Liulang's man, if he wants to invite him, he has to go through Yun Liulang.

Thinking of Yun Liulang, Xu Jia couldn't help but recall the embarrassment of half a year ago in her mind. Although it was before her rebirth, no matter how long it had been, it was still fresh in people's memory.

The last time we met at Qibao's full moon banquet, she didn't feel too embarrassed to speak to anyone, but this time she wanted to ask to come, Xu Jia suddenly felt a little at a loss.

Without waiting for her to think about it, he said gently: "Yun Liulang seems to have brought an inner disciple who is good at poison when he came to Beijing this time. Sister Jia, you might as well ask him to see if he can help solve your little man's problem." The poison in it."

"Ah?" Xu Jia made a sound unconsciously.

Wen Wan: "Huh?"

Xu Jia was slightly embarrassed, and lowered her head, "No... I mean, can Madam help me?"

Wen Wan didn't quite understand, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ah, a little bit." Xu Jia felt guilty, her heart beating faster than usual.

"It's fine." Wen Wan said: "However, your little man can't speak, and I don't know him well. If I take him there, I will inevitably ask some questions later. I'm afraid I won't be able to answer them."

Xu Jia let out a long sigh, it seemed that he had to bite the bullet and go on, "Then, I'd better go by myself."

Wen Wan nodded, "Our family has prepared a doctor for Qi Bao, if you are not feeling well, I will ask someone to bring the doctor here to show you."

"Thank you Madam, but there's no need." Xu Jia said, "Yong'er's voice is important, I'll take him to see Yun Liulang first."

"Alright." Wen Wan instructed Linglong, "Take Second Grandma to the front yard to find Yun Liulang."

"Second Mistress, please." Linglong said respectfully.

Xu Jia stood up, took Tang Yong who was wearing a thick jacket with him, and they walked along the veranda out of the hanging flower door and came to the front yard.

The military examinations in this dynasty are the same as the imperial examinations, which are held every three years, but the time is slightly different. The disciples brought by Yunhuai have already gone to the Ministry of War for examinations, and he is the only one left waiting in the Song Mansion.

Right now, he is playing chess with Song Wei in the tea house.

A servant came in and said, "Master, the second mistress of the Tang family is asking to see Patriarch Yun."

Song Wei paused for a while before playing chess, and looked at the person opposite.

There was nothing unusual on Yun Huai's elegant and jade-like face, and he said to the messenger boy: "Please, please come in."

Since there were guests, it was naturally not good to continue the game. Song Wei put the sunspots back into the chess jar, and raised his hand to refill the tea for the two.

Not long after, Xu Jia appeared with Tang Yong.

Seeing that Song Wei was also there, most of the tension in Xu Jia's heart subsided, and he bowed to the two of them.

Before Yun Huai could open her mouth, she spoke first: "I heard from Mrs. Song that Yun Liulang brought an inner sect disciple who is good at poison arts when he came to Beijing this time. I came here today to ask for something."

Yun Huai nodded, "But it's okay to say."

Xu Jia didn't dare to look at him, and gently pulled Tang Yong to his side, "My little nephew was poisoned and hoarse. I have consulted many doctors, but they all said that I can't do anything. I really can't do anything, so... "

Yun Huai immediately understood what she meant, "Yun Shisan accompanied some disciples to the Ministry of War, and he will probably come back later, can Madam wait? If not, come back tomorrow, and I will let him stay in the Song Mansion."

Xu Jia raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw the youngest Patriarch of the Yun family sitting beside the chess table in a straight posture, with a dignified face. His unique signature, the light-colored eyes are half closed, and his gaze never stays on her for a moment.

Yun's Liulang is indeed as rumored, not easy to get close to.

However, this young Patriarch, who was not close to approaching, once got a brick from her half a year ago.

Although it was she who made the mistake with the wrong partner, it's still embarrassing to think about it now.

Xu Jia pulled back his gaze, "Then I... just wait."

Come here, you can't make a trip in vain.

After finishing speaking, Xu Jia thought of another thing, and turned his attention to Song Wei this time, "I heard that Mr. Song recruited capable people from all over the world for the royal family, and one of them is a master of ink removal. Do you want to remove the blackened part?"

"I've never heard Master Chu mention it before." Song Wei said, "Why, Second Grandma has something to recover?"

"It's a very important item." Tang Yong brought out the scraps of paper from the sea of ​​flames, and then quietly gave them to her.

Tang Yong couldn't speak, and couldn't read a few words, so she couldn't tell Xu Jia what it was.

Xu Jia can only rely on guesswork, the content on the paper should be related to Tang Yong's biological father Tang Xiao.

At this time, Yun Huai said, "They all have secret recipes and secret techniques for removing ink. Using the method of removing ink to remove the blackened part may not work."

"Then what should we do?" Xu Jia subconsciously asked.

This fragment was the last clue to confirm her bold conjecture. Once it was broken, not only would she not be able to find out the truth, it might be difficult for her to escape from the Tang family.

"Madam, can you show me what you want to restore?"

Xu Jia took out the shredded piece of paper, the size of a palm. This kind of paper is made of special material and can withstand high temperatures, so it can be burned black without turning into ashes.

It's just that what was written on it can no longer be seen.

Yun Huai got up and walked over, Xu Jia's hands trembled unconsciously, and the piece of paper fell to the ground.

She squatted down to pick it up, but the young Patriarch's cold white robe appeared in her sight, and then, a hand with well-proportioned knuckles picked up the piece of paper for her.

As a martial arts practitioner, his hands are undoubtedly very skinny, slender and lean without losing strength.

Xu Jia couldn't help recalling her impression of this person in her previous life, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing more shocking and memorable than a brick that night.

She breathed lightly, trying not to make a fool of herself in front of him again.

Yun Huai stared at the half-sheet of paper for a long time, and her low voice penetrated into her ears, "Removing the ink won't work, I know a little trick in the world, if Madam can trust me, I will give it a try for you." .”

Xu Jia raised his head to meet his gaze, suppressed his restlessness, and smiled slightly, "Thank you Yun Liulang."

(End of this chapter)