Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 97

The Drunken Apricot Garden is a garden in the east courtyard. It has a quiet and elegant scenery, and there are piles of buildings and terraces, jade railings and stone bridges. Compared with the east fence, it is the most suitable place for my daughter to live.Mrs. Wu thought about it, and moved Qin Shifang here to live temporarily.Who would have thought that those little servant girls were careless, and when they moved things, they knocked over several of Qin Shifang's makeup boxes one after another, spilling the rouge, gouache and toilet water all over the floor.

At that time, Qin Shifang was about to arrive, and in a hurry, Jiang Yu went outside to buy and make up for it herself. Who wanted to compare the things with the broken old ones after buying them, but she, who was always careful, found a few strange things.

She didn't dare to say anything for a while, and after quietly reporting to Mrs. Wu, she took the broken box and left the house, and spent a lot of money to hire a good doctor to examine it carefully. After this investigation, she found out such a terrible the result of.

Madam Wu's ashen face showed a trace of grief.

Few people know that just six years ago, Qin Shifang was pregnant once.

It's just that the pregnancy came at a strange time, and the menstruation did not stop once during the pregnancy. Qin Shifang didn't notice it at all, and others had no way of knowing it.Until one night, she suddenly suffered from abdominal pain, so she asked a doctor to go to the house for treatment, and the doctor found out the pulse of pregnancy, and then she fell into a mass of stinky black flesh. It's been about a month.

This matter can be described as a scandal, even if the Zuo family ordered it to be sealed, fortunately the doctor is a member of the Zuo family, so it is not expected that this matter will spread to the outside world.However, the Zuo family still killed several servants who knew about it, and replaced all the people in Qin Shifang's yard, leaving only Aqin, the ambassador daughter who was married by the Qin family.

To Qin Shifang, being stillborn and slipping down dirty flesh is more frightening than being infertile for many years. She would rather have never had this child.So after the incident, she only quietly told Mrs. Wu and Jiang Yu that she knew about it, and she didn't even dare to tell Mrs. Tai.

However, what was discovered today completely overturned the previous events.

Mrs. Wu's complexion turned blue, and the sadness in her eyes became more and more intense: "I always thought...it was because of me...Fang'er was because of my physique, so...children would be difficult...I really didn't expect ..." She murmured, her voice began to tremble again, and her whole body trembled in this voice, like a leaf about to fall in the cold autumn wind.

For a moment, Mrs. Wu felt that she was about to be out of breath again, and the drowsy and comfortable darkness was about to cover her head, pulling her into the eternal chaos.

However, another thought supported her, making her desperately widen her eyes and open her mouth, time and time again, combining the bitingly cold air of December with the thick and substantive night. A wisp was swallowed into the abdomen, and then exhaled out of the body with a big mouth.

Sweat broke out on Jiang Yu's forehead, she held her arm tightly, and followed her back one by one.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Mrs. Wu feels that she can't match the length of this breath in her whole life.

Finally, her breathing became normal again, and the feeling of dizziness that diffused like water waves gradually receded like a tide.

She held on to the hidden pouch weakly, and her somewhat slack eyes drifted to the window.

Suddenly, she thought of those days in the old house in Yingchuan.

She hated that ghostly place from the bottom of her heart, hated the white walls and black tiles and the sound of reading aloud there.

Every inch of land, every flower and leaf, even every person and every smiling face in the old house is like a huge and silent irony, mocking her, the mistress who can't give birth to children.

And the delicate and weak Wen Shi and her concubine Qin Shihong, made this mockery even more concrete, piercing people's hearts all the time.

At that time, Mrs. Wu always lay on the couch, staring at the heavy windows in a daze.

Grass blades of grass grow on the courtyard walls of the old house. Between the cracks in the tiles and the edges of the bricks, they grow green, yellow, vigorous, and decay year after year.

And she was lying on the couch in the room full of the smell of medicine and musty, listening to the cheerful laughter of the concubine and the concubine outside, raising her fetus that seemed to never be born, only opened occasionally. Through the cracks of the windows, one can glimpse the fine grass on the wall embedded between the windows.

At that time, that was the only scenery in her eyes.

She slipped a tire four times in total, and it was not until the fifth time that she had a hard time reaping a daughter——Qin Shifang.

She always thought that Qin Shifang's heir was difficult because her physique followed her, and she always felt deeply guilty about it, and tried her best to make up for her daughter, but she didn't expect that the truth of the matter was like this.

From the corners of Mrs. Wu's eyes, two turbid tears rolled down again,

She is such a precious daughter, she loves her flesh and blood like eyeballs, but it turns out that what she has been eating and using is actually such a vicious thing.

Her hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.

Dansha and light powder are not uncommon in this dynasty.

Shaodan has been popular for many years, and cinnabar and light powder are commonly used items in Shaodan. They are sold in pharmacies everywhere, and they are also frequently seen among various gentry.When Qin Shizhang was alive, he would occasionally send someone to buy some, and burn a furnace of pills artfully to show the emptiness of Qingyuan.

As for the other few medicines that are commonly used by nobles, the Qin Mansion always has these precious medicines in the exchange rituals with various families every year.

Who would have thought that the final destination of these medicinal materials would be to synthesize the tiger wolf medicine that causes infertility and miscarriage in such an exquisite way, and sent it to her daughter.

Madam Wu's breath was instantly cold, and dark clouds rolled in her cloudy eyes.

"Who the hell... who is..." She tried her best to suppress her voice, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Why is this so? Why did you do this... to harm my Ah Fang?" She bit her teeth After Ya said these words, he grabbed Jiang Yu's hand, and his thin fingers were firmly embedded in her arm.

Jiang Yu's expression was very gentle, she didn't even wrinkle her brows, she just echoed in a slow voice: "No matter who it is, this person has vicious thoughts, so don't take it lightly."

Mrs. Wu concentrated all her strength in her hands, as if Jiang Yu's arm was her imaginary enemy. The dim candlelight outlined her ferocious face, which looked like a ghost with shaggy hair. It looked very scary. : "If you want me to find out who it is, I will cut her to pieces!"

"Madam is right." Jiang Yu said softly, and then patted her hand lightly again: "Now we still need to calm down, think of a countermeasure, and then slowly find out the person who poisoned you. Madam, don't act too hastily .”

Her voice was soft and peaceful, with a strong sense of comfort.

Mrs. Wu's hand was slightly relaxed, as if she was soothed by her voice, or as if she had exhausted her strength, or perhaps, was swayed by more desperate emotions.

She stared blankly at the candle for a while, then leaned back and closed her eyes.

"Is there anything to check?" After a long time, Mrs. Wu's voice drifted over in a low voice, cold and indifferent, with the tiredness and weakness of being accustomed to the world: "It's nothing more than those people. Those foxes from the Zuo family Son, I think it is uneasy to give birth, but Fang'er is not easy to deal with because of her face. Now that the eldest son is raised under the name of the aunt, these people think they have got a plan, slowly take the medicine, and simply die. The mother gave birth to a son. These people really don't know how to die with such a calculation." Her voice became fierce again, and the gray hair on the sideburns trembled with the words.

(End of this chapter)