Flowers are expensive

Chapter 157 The Story of Guan Shi

"Grandma's heart is more poisonous than I thought."

"Son, you are more powerful than I imagined. After knowing your true identity, you can still stay in Xie's house in peace. I really underestimated you. Son, you can tell me now, what do you plan to do with it Thank you family?"

After pondering for a moment, Man Ting asked, "Only you can cure the poison on Lihua?"

"If you don't believe me, you can take her to find all famous doctors. If someone really detoxifies her, then I can only say that the skill is inferior to others."

"Excuse me, what did grandma do outside the mountains?"

"It's also a medicine woman, just seeing patients."

"Who is going to see a doctor? Who can stand grandma's consultation?" Man Ting had great doubts about Guan's identity.An old woman who is so skilled in medicine and poison, and an old woman who knows so much about the Zhao royal family, is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Anyone, any patient, that's all I can tell you, boy."

Man Ting was a little unwilling, and simply asked directly: "Have you consulted my father?"

The corner of Guan's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of sneer, and said three words: "He——is—not—worthy!"

Man Ting was a little surprised: "Do you know who you are scolding?"

"I know, Your Highness, you are going to destroy our village anyway, so I can scold anyone, right? Don't you want to be scolded enough before you die?" Guan's smiling face changed back, "Your Highness, you have made a decision Should I go back and wake up my descendants and daughters-in-law, waiting to behead you?"

The whole court was filled with anger, this is a threat, a naked threat!Although he really wanted to arrest Guan Shi for questioning, but when he thought of Lihua, he suppressed his anger.Judging by Guan's expression, it doesn't look like he's lying at all.If, as Mr. Guan said, that only Mr. Guan can poison the pear blossoms in this world, then he will be the one who sent the pear blossoms to Huangquan Road!

Manting didn't like this feeling very much, the feeling of being threatened made all his bones stick out.But facing Guan's kind smiling face, he could only temporarily suppress it.He said to Guan Shi in a cold tone: "You'd better be the most poisonous person in the world, otherwise - Xie's family, and the whole Zique Village will die because of you! If anything happens to Lihua, I will take it with you." All of you come to be buried with me!"

"I will remember His Highness's words. Well, it's getting late, and my old bones can't stand the cold outside! By the way, what should I call you? Your Highness, or Xie Manting ? I guess you don't like the name too much?"

"It's up to you!" Man Ting rushed up to the attic after saying three or two steps, and then closed the door with a bang.

Only then did Guan's smile fade away, and he swayed on the chicken coop, taking a deep breath.She smiled helplessly, and said to herself: "If you are really old, it takes so much effort to talk to a young man!"

That night, Guan was sleepless.She was a little bit cold, after all, the age was there.In the early morning, when Mo Xiang opened the door to see her, she saw her sitting cross-legged in front of the Eight Immortals table, coughing softly.Mo Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Zuzu, are you sick?"

Guan said with a strong nasal voice: "It's nothing, just a little cold, it's not a problem."

"No wonder I didn't see you come out to take a breath of fresh air! Just wait, I'll make you some medicine."

Mo Xiang was about to leave, but Guan pulled her to sit in front of her.She felt that Guan's face was very haggard, and asked in a distressed and strange way: "Zuzu, what's wrong with you? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Guan raised her eyelids and looked at her great-granddaughter.Among the descendants of the Xie family, only Mo Xiang has a temperament similar to his own. He also likes to make medicine and decoct medicine. He is a good student of medicine, so I taught her both medical skills and poison skills.

After staring at it for a long time, Guan looked away, coughed twice and said, "Moxiang, do you remember what Zuzu taught you?"

"I remember everything I can remember, and I write down everything I can't remember in the notebook. The fourth aunt taught me to write, and I write everything I can't remember and what I don't know." Mo Xiang laughed.

Guan smiled gratifiedly, and said: "I'm really sorry, Zuzu didn't teach you how to write, but Lihua taught you. It seems that you will learn it after all."

"Can Zuzu know how to write?" Moxiang asked with a curious smile, "I've never heard Zuzu say that!"

"The pharmacists in the mountain village pass it on by word of mouth. There are no letters or medical records to follow, so I didn't teach you how to write at the beginning."

"From Zuzu's tone, you seem to know how to write?"

"Bring your little brush."

Mo Xiang was so excited that she hurriedly took out a small brush and a small box of ink from her small cloth bag.She deftly poured some hot water into the ink cartridge, stroked it repeatedly with a brush, and handed it to Guan Shi.

Guan reached out her trembling right hand, clenched the small writing brush tightly, and wrote very delicate handwriting on the paper: Guan Junzhuo.

"Is it Zuzu's name?" Mo Xiang asked with a smile while lying on the table of the Eight Immortals, "Guan Junzhuo? This name is really domineering!"

"Zuzu used to have only a nickname, but later I met a nobleman, and he gave me this name. It's been so many years, I almost forgot. Mo Xiang, you remember, Zuzu's name is Guan Junzhuo. But this Don’t tell others the name, just keep it in your heart.”

"Oh, don't grandpa and grandma know?" Mo Xiang suddenly felt that he was being taken seriously, and he was very happy.

"Your grandpa knows, but your grandma doesn't. Moxiang," Guan said with a slight soreness in his heart as he put down his brush and looked at Moxiang with a bright smile on his face, "Zuzu didn't teach you to write before because I just want you to be a mountain medicine woman. You don’t need to write to be a medicine woman, you just need to search for herbs in the mountains and plains, and heal those who need healing. But..."

"But what, Zuzu?" Mo Xiang felt that Guan's expression was a little strange.

"But... the cause has been determined, and the consequences are at your own risk..." Guan frowned and nodded, "Let's not talk about that, Zuzu thinks you are very smart, and wants to teach you everything Zuzu will know. , maybe you can become the most capable girl in the family and become a female doctor."

"Really?" Moxiang was very happy, clapping her hands and asking with a smile, "Zuzu, will you teach me how to write?"

"Yes, but only the two of us know about it, do you understand?"

"why?"

"Zuzu will tell you the reason later, can you agree?"

"Yes!" Mo Xiang agreed without hesitation.

"Zu Zu will tell you a story." Guan Shi pulled Mo Xiang from the table of the Eight Immortals, and sat cross-legged next to her, "A long time ago, an emperor led a group of people to conquer the world. The world has not been set, The emperor fell ill. After the illness, the emperor became a little indecisive, looking forward and backward, and his body was getting worse day by day. Slowly, his courtiers realized that he was no longer suitable to be an emperor, and the situation in the world could not wait for the day when he recovered from his illness. Well, once this country has a new master, a doctor boldly proposed a way to send the emperor off with a slow poison..."

"Ah?" Mo Xiang interrupted Guan's words in surprise, "Isn't this the same as killing people? It's still killing an emperor! Did the emperor die in the end?"

"Dead," Guan said indifferently, "After he died, the official historian recorded the cause of his death, which was illness."

"Hasn't anyone noticed?" Mo Xiang felt a little unbelievable.

Guan gently brushed the hair around her ears, smiled bitterly and said: "No one found out, everyone thought he died of illness. Zuzu told you this story because he wanted to tell you, Your medical skills can save a life, or send a life away."

"Why? Why did the emperor have to die? How pitiful, he was poisoned to death like this!" Mo Xiang couldn't understand it at all, because she was just a little girl who hadn't experienced much in the world.Guan looked at her great-granddaughter distressedly, and said: "You don't understand those things, and it's best never to understand. There are many times in the world, people are not subdued by the sky, but subdued by the situation."

"Oh!" Mo Xiang nodded as if she didn't understand.

"Go ahead, give Zuzu decoction, let Zuzu see if you have made any progress?"

"Okay, let me give you the pulse first!"

Mo Xiang recovered from the story just now, and after giving Guan's pulse, she took the herbs and went out to fry them.Seeing her lively back, Guan felt a throbbing pain in her heart. Looking at the three characters on the table of the Eight Immortals, she muttered to herself: "Chai Rong...I can fool everyone, but I can't fool karma... ...Perhaps I am destined to pay you back...Zhao Yuanyin was sent by you in the dark, right?"

In the early morning of Ningjiawan four days later, Lihua got up early.When she walked into the hall, Mama Li held a bowl with two white eggs in it, and said to her, "Lihua, eat these two eggs quickly, and then finish the red dates and millet porridge."

"Huh? Two? One is enough for me."

"No! You have to eat both! See, you fainted two days ago, your bones are critical! Later, I will kill that hen for you, make soup and make up for it. You said that your face is not good. Bad, how can I say that I'm dizzy!"

"Godmother, experts have said that a person can only digest one egg a day, and eating too much is a waste."

"Brick house? Which brick seller said that?"

The millet porridge in Lihua's mouth almost spewed out, and she said with a smile: "I can't tell you, I can just eat one anyway, and you can eat the rest yourself." After breakfast, I greeted Li's mother and went to the field.

Walking on the ridge in the morning is always very refreshing.Lihua took a deep breath while picking the wildflower and rattan flower basket next to her.Just as she was busy with her head down, Liu's voice came from her ear: "Chang Ming! Chang Ming, stop! Do you hear me? If you don't stop, I'll jump into the river!"

Lihua looked up, and there was a dirt road leading to the outside of the village in front of her.Chang Ming came forward with a burden on his back, and Liu Shi chased after him panting.After hearing Mrs. Liu's words, Chang Ming stopped in his tracks, and said to Mrs. Liu with a serious expression: "Mother, you go back! It's useless to stop me, and it's useless to jump into the river. At worst, I'll save you and get up and go again! "

"Chang Ming!" Mrs. Liu bent down and patted her knees and cried, "You are such a heartless person! Is it so easy for me to raise you? If you say you don't want your mother, then don't!"

"I didn't say I don't want you. I'll come back when I ask clearly. You are still my mother, and I still have to take care of you!" Chang Ming's tone was firm, as if no one could stop him.

"You unfilial son!" Mrs. Liu pounced on him, patted him a few times and cried, "Isn't your father and I treating you well? If they wanted you, they wouldn't have brought you to us in the first place! Now that you have grown up, you want to go back to find them, what should I do? You are so heartless!"

Chang Ming blushed, endured several slaps from Liu Shi, but still pushed Liu Shi away.Seeing Chang Ming like this, Mrs. Liu was so angry that she sat down on the dirt road and burst into tears.She stomped her feet and howled, "Why don't you kill me now! As long as I'm not dead, you're not allowed to go to that family! Why? Is it easy for me to raise a son?"

Chang Ming held the burden belt tightly with his left hand, gritted his teeth, and said, holding back his sadness, "Mother, I will never be reconciled in my life if I don't ask you clearly! Don't be too sad, I can't do the housework." , that’s where big brother lives!” After he finished speaking, he became cruel, turned around and strode forward.

(End of this chapter)