The story of the husband and the son of the doctor and daughter of Houmen

Chapter 332
At the same time, in Prince Cheng's mansion.

Yunyao's personal nurse took a thin piece of paper and hurriedly ran to Princess Wang's yard, crying: "Princess! It's not good! It's not good..."

Princess Cheng was listening to the steward in the mansion talking about the account expenses at the end of the year. Hearing this, she stood up suddenly and asked angrily, "What is it called? There are no rules at all. You people are getting more and more outrageous!"

"Princess, the princess... the princess is gone!" The nanny knelt down on the ground when she entered the door.

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Princess Cheng only felt a panic in her heart, and she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

"Let's go... to Ganzhou..." The nun tremblingly handed over the letter in her hand.

Princess Cheng read the letter, but she didn't come up in one breath, her eyes went dark, she only had time to call out 'Yaoer' before she lost consciousness.

Yao Yanyu and Han Yujian's convoy and horse team set off from the north gate of the Dayun Imperial Capital, and traveled quickly through the snow all the way, covering a distance of eighty or ninety miles in a day.According to the mark on the map, we entered an earthen village.

There are hundreds of households in this village, and the land in the village belongs to the private property of an official in the capital. Han Yuge went in and revealed his identity to Zhuangtou. Zhuangtou welcomed them in very politely and vacated a few empty rooms for them. rest.

The carriage loaded with medicinal materials was parked at the entrance of the village, and Han Yujian's two thousand elite soldiers stayed behind to guard it. Naturally, it was foolproof.

Although a few earthen huts barely sheltered from the wind and snow, it was still bone-chillingly cold at night.Yao Yanyu, wrapped in a feather satin cloak, leaned against the fire and huddled with Cuiwei Cuiping and the others to take a nap, while Mrs. Du San was watching over them, not daring to sleep.She could go to sleep in the carriage during the day, but she had to guard Yao Yanyu at night. Although the village was considered safe, she had to be on guard.

Han Entropy took a spear and the others lit a fire in the yard outside, and each sat on a bench or a stone and took a nap for a while.At dawn, everyone ate some dry food and hurried on their way.

After walking like this for three consecutive days, I finally arrived in Gucheng in the afternoon.

On the road from the capital to Ganzhou, there is only a decent city like Gucheng, and the others are small towns, or mountain villages or even barren mountains.

Gucheng is also a strategically important place, so a thick Wengcheng city wall was built, and the military defense is very tight.Look carefully, there are three steps, one post and five steps and one post on the city wall, and there are many archers hidden in the lookouts.

Han Entropy stood outside the city gate and laughed, saying that he was indeed a soldier brought out by his father. Seeing that the city was so tightly guarded, even a bird could not fly in.

Yao Yanyu sighed: "We don't have much food to bring, so we will replenish our food here, and then rest for the night. We will leave tomorrow morning."

"I can only add from here. If you go further north, there will be barren mountains. I'm afraid you will have to eat and sleep in the open." Han Entropy said, sighed, and asked: "I wonder if Miss Yao can bear that kind of suffering."

Yao Yanyu chuckled nonchalantly: "There is no unbearable suffering in this world. It is nothing more than a cold spot. Can it be compared to the floods this summer? I saw wild dogs running around with dead people in their mouths."

Han Entropy laughed, nodded and said: "I forgot, Miss Yao is a person who has gone through a big storm. In this way, I can rest assured."

Yao Yanyu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, General, I'm not one of those delicate girls."

Han Entropy looked back at the people around her, she was still dressed like a man, and she was wearing a dark gray otter fur hat. The wind was vigorous along the way, and her face was still as white as jade. Although she was a little haggard, she was still agile , is still the high-spirited and smug girl.

So Second Young Master Han sighed silently, how lucky Wei Xianjun is, how lucky he is!

Apart from emotion, Han Entropy was also a little melancholy, thinking that the daughter of the Marquis of An Yi could be regarded as beautiful and bright, but beautiful is beautiful, virtuous and virtuous, but she is always worse than this one around her.But what's the use of being a descendant?
But the emotion is the emotion, Han Entropy knew from a young age that he should not be tied down by these things, so he waved his horsewhip, pointed at the city gate in front, and said to Yao Yanyu: "Miss Yao, let's compare and see who gets to the city gate first. How about it?" ?”

Yao Yanyu said with a smile, "Okay."

So the two whipped and urged the horse together, galloped all the way, raised yellow dust billowing, and rushed out towards the south gate of Gucheng.

Gu Cheng's guard Yang Siye was an old subordinate of Lord Zhen Guo, so he was naturally very polite when he saw Second Young Master Han.

A group of people were invited into the mansion by Yang Shoubei, and they were treated graciously.Yao Yanyu was finally able to soak herself comfortably in hot water for a while.It was getting late after bathing, and when it was time for dinner, Han Entropy naturally wanted to have a drink and chat with Yang Shoubei, that was their men's business, and Yao Yanyu ate something and went to bed because he was very tired from the road for days.

Unexpectedly, while she was sleeping, something big happened.

The reason has to start with Mrs. Du San.

Mrs. Du San is a careful person. Although the mansion guarded by Gu Cheng is absolutely safe, their master is a girl's family, so Mrs. Du walked around the house twice when Yao Yanyu was taking a bath, taking care of the surrounding environment and the servants. Everyone in the room scanned them one by one.

When I came back, I happened to see a little girl accompanying me rubbing her hands with snow. The little girl looked about ten years old, and her fingers were as cold as carrots, red and swollen.Mrs. Du San knew that the person was not from her side, but her heart softened inexplicably.This little maid is small, about as tall as Little Dujuan, and she is still a child.

So Mrs. Du San took the chilblain ointment she had with her and gave it to her, saying that it was very effective, just rub it a few times and it would be fine.

The little girl was very pleasantly surprised when she saw it. In front of Mrs. Du San, she opened the box and applied the ointment on her hands, and murmured to herself: "I also heard that there is such an ointment that can be used to treat chilblains. Put it on the first The swelling will go away in two days, and it won't itch anymore. It's a pity that this thing is too expensive, and the monthly money of a servant girl can't buy a small box."

Mrs. Du San was stunned immediately, because she asked: "Is this chilblain ointment still sold? Impossible."

"Why is it impossible? The housekeeper in the mansion just bought it, and a small box of this size costs one or two taels of silver." The little girl drew a circle the size of an egg with her finger, and sighed: "Gold is more precious than gold." .”

"It's so expensive!" Mrs. Du San's eyes widened, and she asked incredulously, "Is it worth it?"

"It should be worth it." The little maid wiped her hands and returned the ointment box with both hands, "Thank you, aunt."

Mrs. Du San raised her hand and pushed it back, saying, "There's not much left, I'll give you the rest. Tell me, is the chilblain ointment your housekeeper bought the same as mine?"

The little girl shook her head in embarrassment: "I've never used his, so I can't tell."

"You can compare mine with his and you'll know?" Mrs. Du San had already had an idea in her heart. She listened to Yao Yanyu sigh for a long time about the loss of nearly half of the previous batch of chilblain ointment, and kept saying that it was a pity. Yes, this time we must do a good job of packaging, and we must not smash the bottle again.

(End of this chapter)