Chapter 18 Praying for Blessing

After Qunshu left, three middle-aged women came to ask Xiaoxuan for guidance. Although they are not elegant and luxurious, they are also dressed in brocade, dressed in gold and silver, with a smart expression and a gentle smile. They are the stewid mother beside the three ladies.

In addition to maids, daughters-in-law, concubines and guards, there are also doctors, cooks and actors. Even melons and fruits, snacks, medicines and ingredients are brought out of the house.

Xiaoxuan waved her hand to Xiaojuan and invited them to the west hall of Taishimen to speak: "The courtyard where the ladies live has been cleaned. What else is missing? Just come here to let me know. If there is any inconvenience, just like other disciples, go to the west hall of 'Taisu Gate'. There are doctors, medicine, water and food on the mountain. Just live in peace. The steward mother of the vegetable garden, flower room and kitchen came to let the two sides know each other and share the right share. Finally, she told the three stewards: "There has always been Rusu on the mountain. Ladies and ladies are not used to it, please bear with it!"

Mother Zhang thanked repeatedly: "The girl is well arranged! Even if it is a delicacy every day, there are times when you are tired of it. Ladies go up the mountain to accept the blessings! The young masters who have grown up have not been allowed to come, but they are afraid of breaking the rules of this pure land.

She is Mrs. Chen's companion room. Since she opened her mouth, Mrs. He's mother beside Tian also nodded and guaranteed: "Our wife also said that in front of the immortals, she can't be neglected at all. If anyone breaks the rules on the mountain, the girl will just follow the rules!"

Xiaoxuan nodded slightly and directly broadcast the six courtyards under the "Water Cloud Hall" for the guards of the three prefectures to stay temporarily. Several stewer's mother had a little discussion and went on their own errands. Xiaojuan came in, poured a cup of tea for Xiaoxuan, sat next to her and whispered, "The three ladies are all one thousand taels, and the ladies are all fifty taels, a total of three thousand five hundred taels."

She just received Huang Feng and sent it to the account room to enter the account. At this time, she took out the receipt and pushed it to Xiaoxuan. Xiaoxuan collected the bill and asked her quietly, "Have you signed the bill?"

According to the rules of the account, each entry not only needs to issue a receipt, but also has to be signed by the payer. In particular, silver notes cannot be cashed and circulated immediately. Even if they are included in their private pockets and diverted for other purposes, they will not hinder the overall situation for a while. Xiaojuan knew the importance and nodded to guarantee, "Are you still worried about what I do?"

Xiaoxuan is glad that there is a Xiaojuan around her, and she is the only one who takes the yellow seal on the table in public, and her face can still beat without changing her face. So he took a piece of yam cake and rewarded her: "I haven't eaten it yet at noon. Let's put the mat first!"

Xiaojuan just took two bites when she suddenly saw Xiaoyue coming in with a curtain and hurriedly asked the reason. Xiaoyue waved her hand and smiled: "Don't worry! On this road, the ladies have no appetite for a moment and are drinking tea and eating fruit at 'Taichumen'!" The younger generation over there will be the substitute of the elders, and they have their own polite. Xiaoyue said again, "I just sent my master back to the 'Insurable Pavilion' to rest. When I came back, I met Elder Zhao leading two royal doctors to see my master's illness. What do you think?"

It is also human's normal to invite two imperial doctors to come here in case of accidents. See the disease? What's the disease?" Xiaoxuan's heart moved slightly and couldn't help muttering, "Isn't this a cat crying mouse?"

"Even if we don't know what's going on with Master, he still doesn't know?" Xiaojuan clenched her fist and was indignant: "It's just to show off to others that their brothers and friends are respectful and win people's hearts!"

Although the royal doctor is the highest honor of the doctor, the royal doctor has saved many people in history. Especially when the medicine is given, those who drink the medicine have to die. Xiaoxuan did not dare to take it lightly. His mind moved slightly. Thinking of Rong Huilai, he pretended to sink his face and said bluntly, "Give me my words and let Li Ronghui from the pharmacy serve!"

Xiaojuan likes to tease this pair of people the most, and always feels that they like to pretend to be adults. At present, I can't help laughing when I see her pretending to be calm again. So he took the initiative to go to the pharmacy happily. It's afternoon after the day. She looked at the corner of the upper skirt and saw that it was still clean before entering the door to greet Rong Hui: "Little nephew, uncle came in and didn't bring tea!"

Rong Hui and Wan Rong were on duty and were packing brown sugar. Suddenly, they heard her voice and their heads were big. This girl really doesn't recognize people!" He couldn't help slandering: "I'm just a handyman, and I'm not a teacher. Which nephew are you!" Without showing weakness, he poured her a cup of herbal tea, put two spoonfuls of white sugar, and respectfully handed it to her: "Uncle, take your time!"

White sugar is sweet and mild, which can relieve summer heat and make saliva, nourish yin and season, and soothe liver qi. Adults often feed some sugar water when they encounter anorexia in children. Wan Rong was not afraid of the high stage when watching the play, and couldn't help covering his face and smiling. Xiaojuan was treated as a child by him and couldn't help but be scolded: "Don't talk, come with me!" Turn around and leave.

Rong Hui laughed and said, "Uncle, this is the best white sugar, which can not only reduce anger, but also eliminate bad breath!" With that, he chased him out.

Xiaojuan showed the way to Rong Hui. When she passed the "Taishi Gate", she looked solemn and did not squint. One looked up at the sky and looked left and right to talk about him. Xiaoyue saw clearly from the side. When Rong Hui walked away, she asked Xiaoxuan, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing!" Xiaoxuan was very disdainful and said lazily, "It's just that he doesn't like me, and I don't like him!"

"Didn't they go to the infinite pavilion well?" Xiaoyue said for her: "Where is there any disrespect? Why don't you like it?"

"Hmm, the wings are hard, I want to fly!" Xiaoxuan was even more angry and casually said, "Those beautiful birds are all soft-winged. The bird that spreads its wings and flies high never barks!"

"That will be called a flying bird, only a phoenix!" Xiaoyue couldn't help laughing and made fun of her: "Isn't your kung fu good? Pass it to me, maybe I can fly up to the branch and become a phoenix!"

"Oh--" Xiaoxuan shook her head and sighed, "I never thought of it, but it's a pity that you are not that material!"

"Go-, who cares!" Xiaoyue raised her hand and pushed her, and the sisters whispered. After a while, Xiaojuan led Rong Hui back.

During the lunch break, the Taoist priests who sang the scriptures went back separately, and there were only two third-class deacons guarding the altar. The hall is quiet, and there are only four of them. Xiaoxuan sat upright and ordered Xiaoyue: "Put down the curtain and let him reply outside the curtain." Xiaoyue sighed secretly and pulled down the bamboo curtain. Xiaojuan lifted the curtain in again, leaving only Rong Hui.

"They are young girls, and it's understandable to ask and answer questions through the curtain!" Rong Hui comforted himself and saluted: "Girls are blessed!" He also talked about what he saw all the way: "Two royal doctors, one is Zhou Baomi and the other is Wu Zaiyan..."

The body of the Tianjia family is related to the rise and fall of the society. Where the imperial doctor goes, there must be an inner servant. I'm just afraid that a few words will be leaked, which is not good for you. When Xiaojuan arrived at the "Immormless Pavilion", the two imperial doctors wanted to enter the house for medical treatment. Elder Zhao wanted to follow him, but he was blocked by two chamberlains, and several people were distinguishing.

Xiaojuan went up to the ceremony: "Thank you two father-in-law for your hard work!" Take the opportunity to introduce Rong Hui: "He is a pharmacy deacon. Let him go in and serve him!"

The waiters are in the court and are more familiar with the worldly wisdom. Along the way, I guessed the situation in the mountains, but I didn't mean to make up: "If Elder Zhao is allowed to go in, they will have to discuss the disease. If you use the topic and reveal something, you can't afford it!" At this time, when he saw Rong Hui coming out to relieve the siege, he advised Elder Zhao: "The elder is a man of immortals, and it is not worth thismei. The miscellaneous family saw that this little man was white and clean, just went in to grind the ink!"

Elder Zhao took a look at Xiaojuan, brushed his sleeves and retreated, and ordered Rong Hui, "Go and serve well!"

When Rong Hui met the internal prison for the first time, he only smelled a lilac and did not dare to look more. He lowered his head and walked into the hall with the chamber, passed through the main hall and turned to the west room. The Ming and Qing dynasties were lying on soft steps, and the two imperial doctors were consulting him. One is staring at the pulse, the other is massaging, and there are two attendants standing next to him.

The needle fell in the room, and Rong Hui did not dare to disturb him. He bowed deeply outside the bamboo curtain and saw that there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the coffee table, so he took the initiative to grind ink. After a while, there was a gentle snoring sound from the curtain, and the "Ming and Qing people" fell asleep.

The two imperial doctors lifted the curtain out and quietly issued a prescription. The chamberlain looked at it and was recorded by Rong Hui. His words are so good that he hasn't practiced at a glance. The three waiters looked at each other and were more relieved, but the two imperial doctors couldn't help shaking their heads. Zhou Baomi said in a serious way: "This disease happens in the Yangsheng season and can only rest. Remember that there is less thought, less thought, less desire, less things, less words, less laughter, less worry, less happiness, less joy, less anger, less good, less evil. If the root can be broken before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the disease will be better. If the yin and yang change late, you can't stand it!"

"Little Classics" says: "If you think more, you will be distracted. If you think more, you will be distracted. If you want more, you will lose your will. If you are more events, you will be exhausted. If you talk a lot, you will be angry. If you laugh more, you will hurt dirty. If you are sad, you will be deterrified. If you are happy, you will be overjoyed. If you are happy, you will forget your mistakes. If you are angry, you will be uncertain. If you are more good, you will be obsessed. If you are evil, you will be unhappy. More than 12 are not removed, which is the foundation of the loss of life. There are not many, almost a real plan. The chambermaids often live in the deep palace, especially the art of Huang Lao's eternal life. This "Twelve Young Masters" is not only the capital deed of health, but also the capital deed of accompanying the king, which is naturally familiar.

After the imperial doctor prescribed the prescription, he was accompanied by four maids to another hospital for a rest. Rong Hui presented the prescription to Elder Zhao and conveyed what the imperial doctor said. Elder Zhao looked at the prescription and frowned and couldn't help scolding Rong Hui: "You should also practice writing more!" After saying that, Xiaojuan took him back to the "Taishi Gate".

Rong Hui took the prescription, Xiaoxuan took it and looked carefully, his mind moved, and muttered, "Zizhi, Huang Jing, Qianshi, Dog Ridge, Yuanzhi, Angelica, Bitter Festival, Huanglian... What kind of prescription is this?"

"I don't understand either. From a pharmacological point of view, it should be a tonic for smooth qi and clearing fire." Rong Hui replied with a fixed mind, "Why don't I go back and ask Mr. Zhang and see what he says?"

Xiaojuan can't help laughing: "Who taught you to write this? Really, really..." It's really hard to describe. Xiaoyue also helped to study, and her heart flashed, and she casually read out: "Zizhi Baishu as a meal, Huangjing steamed and washed Qiong cup... The pond has long chicken head grass, and the dog spine flowers bloomed at the beginning of the fence... As a guest, he laughed and talked about Chao Yuanzhi, and the old man's book was sent back to the return... Since ancient times, the immortals are not a bitter festival, and this pit is known as Huanglian..."

"Hit!" Xiaoxuan was shocked and whispered, "No one is allowed to say it!" The inner strength of his hand was secretly urged, and the paper was heated, and a wisp of smoke appeared. With a sound, the sparks bloomed, and the prescription had turned into flying ashes.

A martial arts learner can practice his internal skills to a certain extent, so that he can use strength to melt his qi and help people massage and recuperate. If you can burn paper to make a fire and condense water into ice, it will be regarded as the first glimpse of the doorway. Xiaojuan was amazed. She was older and younger. She was present and knew that no one of the younger generation had reached this level. Nowadays, it seems that Xiaoxuan is the only one.

"broken roots, broken roots, who wants him to break whose roots..." Xiaoxuan was confused, took a deep breath and told Rong Hui, "This is not enough for outsiders. Go ahead!"

Rong Hui bowed deeply and turned away. As soon as I walked out of the door, the sun shone on my face and my eyes lit up before I could express my breath for a long time, but my back was sweaty. I stay away from right and wrong, wait for Xiaoxuan to be in danger, and then help her. Such a dark one can still take care of each other. But she has been pulling herself into the nest of right and wrong, and finally can't resist her!"

He calmed down, walked forward, and couldn't help thinking about the context: " According to Xiaoyue's statement, the prescription is clear: I'm doing well here. I've washed the cup and steamed the dishes, and I'm waiting for you to drink. The family is a cluster of flowers, and everything is ready. It depends on whether you have to come back to the Haikou that you praised at that time. It's too hard to cultivate immortals and seek Taoism, and the pit you touched is not a quiet place... Who on earth did Elder Zhao collude with? He actually needed a royal doctor to send a message! If it hadn't been for Xiaoyue's familiarity with poetry, this technique would have been really seamless! What's more unexpected is that Elder Zhao has been a well-learned man for decades. No wonder he can be unique in the door.

"Under the nest, how can there be a complete egg?" He didn't dare to think further and couldn't help thinking hard. So absent-minded, when he returned to the pharmacy, Wan Rong greeted him without paying attention. Fortunately, there was a girl in the room discussing the embroidery on the summer dress: "The pomegranate red you mentioned is too bright. On a hot day, you can blink. I said that the sapphire blue water grass pattern is good, and two more goldfish embroidered will look cool!" In one sentence, the two of them covered their faces and smiled.

On the eighth day of May, good news came from "Linfei Pavilion" that Wei gave birth to a big fat boy. Mrs. Chen was very happy with her grandson in her arms. She hurried to thank the "Lady of the Earth" and rewarded each person with a silver note. After the "Zhongyuan Festival" was set, she returned to Beijing. The three families are good for the whole family, so they decide to work together.

Mrs. Chen also wanted to put the "three rituals of washing" in the "mother Yuanjun" hall, but the baby was born and could not blow the wind, so she had to salute in the "Linfei Pavilion". The ladies have prepared the "Ruyi Lock" in advance, which is all made of gold and jade.

Xiaoxuan wore a long vest skirt, took Xiaojuan and Xiaoyue, sent a handle of "Yu Ruyi" to the real person of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and apologized to Mrs. Chen: "It's really an honor to be condescend to the little prince!" The size of a palm, the light can shine, and it is also very valuable.

Mrs Chen hugged her grandson and smiled with her mouth: "What's the matter? If it hadn't been for this sacred treasure mountain, our brother wouldn't have had such a good appearance. After only three days, it turned white and red. He was still swimming when he took a bath just now!" I couldn't help kissing the young master again. The baby has bubbles at the corners of his mouth, which is very cute.

600 miles on the mountain rushed to Chendu. Officials along the way were worried that there was no excuse to visit the mountain. Hearing that the Duke of Cheng had added his eldest grandson, they sent his wives up the mountain to congratulate him. On the mountain, an altar was opened to offer sacrifices to the sky and held a seven-day blessing meeting for Master Chen. The guests are more welcoming than the autumn outing.

Xiaoxuan presided over the affairs, sent away the congratulatory guests, and there were beautiful figures going up the mountain to escape the summer heat. Or a public secretary, or a businessman, or a giant, is either rich or noble. Or with a nephew, or a concubine, or a confidant, it is not a traitor. Artists from all sides came when they heard the news, either able to talk and sing songs, or use juggling to cheer up, gongs and drums day by day, and sing and dance at night.

In the lively season, the real people in the Ming and Qing Dynasties became more and more ill. Xiaoxuan didn't say anything, but still took the medicine according to the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor. He entrusted the common affairs to Xiaoyue and Xiaojuan, but often accompanied Rong Hui to practice. Rong Hui saw clearly below that the doorkeeper was almost divided into three waves, some were sticking to their duties, some were busy inside and outside, and some were difficult to find. Although his performance is different, "Anormal is a demon", and he dares not take it lightly.

Xiaoxuan's use of martial arts is all the martial arts of his own door, but he let Rong Hui crack it with the basic palm. The power of the superior martial arts is all in internal strength. Rong Hui learned to practice for the first time. He neither "the coming dragon" nor the "exorect", let alone the experience of responding to the enemy. How can he be effective for a while? Those who refine are nothing more than change and eyesight.

Xiaoxuan did not tire of it and repeatedly dismantled it with him. Rong Hui listened carefully and thought about it carefully. The two got up early and were greedy, "in love, stop being polite", and neither cold or hot. Although they feel awkward, the more they practice martial arts, the better.

In mid-May, at dusk, Rong Hui was dismantling the sword with Xiaoxuan with his palms. A sword is like the wind, and the sword light flashes. A person who avoids like a god, rushing high and low, advancing and retreating freely.

Xiaojuan suddenly came over and saw a gauze-sleeved vest and a golden pleated skirt. The smile is gentle and touching. One wears fine cotton, short brown, bamboo crown and plain belt. Tossing and turning, in high spirit. The figure is flying, like a colorful butterfly among flowers. Envy and yearning. After looking at it for a moment, he covered his ears and shouted, "Stop--"

Rong Hui guides the gas to return to the source and stands down. Xiaoxuan fell down and asked Xiaojuan with a smile, "What's the matter!" While talking, he sent out his right hand and gently pulled his hair. The long sword took off its hand and went straight into the sheath.

Xiaojuan stepped forward and said, "The prince of Cheng came, and the master asked you to entertain him on his behalf!"