Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

A gust of cold wind poured into the courtyard, which was chilly and had a bitter smell.

There had been a thunderstorm before, and it was rapid and dense, with bursts passing by tightly, and when the cold wind blew, there was a chill in the air.

I'm afraid winter is not far away.

Hua Jingzhao was practicing tricks a few days ago, and a flower gun suddenly poked a hole in the roof. Su Qingchi told him to go up and repair it, and he came back with a hangover. Now that it is raining, he can only use a wooden basin to catch it for the time being.

The leak in the roof is really not the place, the first day it rained, Hua Jingzhao's bed suffered.

Su Qingchi is too busy to take care of his patient now, so Su Baoer volunteered to set up a ladder and climb to the roof to change the tiles. She was able to do it before, but when she stepped down the ladder, she stepped on the air and fell down. , The whole person hung upside down on the wooden ladder and broke his bones.

Su Qingchi was so busy that he ran back and forth between the east and west rooms, and had no time to go to the West Temple Building. He was so busy all day long that he didn't even have the energy to roll his eyes at the two patients, one big and one small.

Because of the rain, Hua Jingzhao's wound was festering.

According to the recipe, Su Qingchi grabbed some astragalus, angelica, aconite, angelica, etc., mashed them, mixed them with wine and dried them, and fried pork fat on high heat until it boiled, then added the herbs that had been stirred evenly before, and waited for the angelica dahurica to boil. Yellow, the filter residue is boiled into a plaster.

In this way, the pus from the wound was squeezed out every day, and the ointment was carefully applied to the affected area. Within a few days, the wound regenerated new muscle.

Originally, the injuries of both of them had recovered well, but they were clever and self-defeating, and now they fell on the bed one by one and couldn't get up, which made the smell of medicine in the room even stronger.

"One by one, you can't see people's lives in peace. You have to make some troubles, so that you can feel at ease."

Su Qingchi smeared the ointment with his fingers and carefully applied it on Hua Jingzhao's back, at the same time, he glanced sideways at Su Baoer who was hanging his legs beside him, Su Baoer didn't dare to say anything.

"I probably stepped on a pile of graves, and that's why I brought you two ghosts."

"It's just a ghost looking for revenge, and I haven't seen you two like this." Su Qingchi put the medicine bowl in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Su Baoer again, "Not yet."

Su Baoer jumped up and down with her feet up, Su Qingchi's face was cold, although her movements were not gentle, they didn't hurt Su Baoer.

"Helping medicine for you every day, you still don't stop, you insist on buying messy plasters from outside, and now one of them has a rotten dog's back, and the other has a swollen pig's leg. Now you are so happy, your mouths are bursting with laughter?" Su Qingchi stared, scaring the souls of the two of them away.

Hua Jingzhao and Su Baoer looked at each other, then continued to retract their necks, pretending to be grandchildren.

Su Baoer sat obediently on Hua Jingzhao's bed, and let his brother remove the gauze for him, and spread the ointment for promoting blood circulation and reducing swelling prepared with rehmannia juice and vinegar, mixed with various medicinal materials on his legs.

It feels cool when it touches the skin, I don't know if it comes from the peppermint added in the ointment or from his brother's icy and cool fingers.

After applying the medicine, Su Qingchi scolded the two ghosts again, and then took the medicine Gu out.

Shang Chengde has been running here a lot these days, even if he can't come in person someday, he will ask someone to bring them some precious medicinal materials, and he has never been stingy in the slightest.Sometimes when I had time, I would roll up my sleeves, busying and tormenting for Su Qingchi, and my movements were clumsy and childish.Occasionally, when Su Qingchi taunted him a few words like a joke, he would smile elegantly and turn his ears red. Every time he did this, even the last trace of his temper would melt away.

"Brother, Fu Ling and Bai Ziren..." Su Baoer leaned on a walking stick, kicked in with her legs crossed, and was stunned by the kitchen door for a moment, "Ah, ah, I didn't see anything, I, I, I was sleepwalking .”

Su Qingchi quickly backed away from Shang Chengde's embrace, and glanced at Su Baoer lightly, "Those herbs are in my bedside cabinet."

Su Qingchi's tone didn't look strange at all, as if everything was just Su Baoer's dizziness.

"Hey, hey." Su Baoer limped and fled extremely fast.

After the people left, Su Qingchi picked up the cattail fan, fanned the stove leisurely, and decocted the medicine carefully.

The medicine jar is full of refreshing medicinal materials that nourish the qi and refresh the mind. With such a small fire and a little drunk, the room is immediately filled with the aroma of herbs. Just smelling it, the aroma enters the lungs, refreshing the heart and refreshing the heart, making people feel refreshed all over.

Shang Chengde was absent-mindedly pounding the medicine on hand, but his eyes were tied to Su Qingchi's body. If he hadn't been interrupted just now...

Thinking about it this way, Shang Chengde became a little distracted.

At this time, Su Qingchi's slender eyes slanted over, just meeting Shang Chengde's line of sight.

A pair of autumn waters are flying slantingly, seducing the soul without knowing it.

Shang Chengde's mind went blank for a moment, he felt a jolt all over his body, and when he came back to his senses, the other party had already withdrawn his eyes.

"The medicine... I'm afraid it's going to come out."

There was a clear and warm voice, slow and clear.

Shang Chengde was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was holding onto Su Qingchi's hand at some point, and then turned his head to look at the green stove, and the medicine on the stove was indeed splashing out with foam.

His face felt hot for a while, he coughed twice, let go of his hand, turned around and concentrated on pounding herbs.

From the corner of his eyes, Su Qingchi wrapped the handle of the medicine pot lightly with a rag, poured the decocted medicine juice into a small bowl with red glaze and white bottom, his every move and demeanor was celestial, and the thin and light smoke The silk is rippling, separated by a few wisps of light smoke, there is an unearthly smell of fireworks.

Su Qingchi seemed to say something to him, Shang Chengde hurriedly looked away, nodded in response, and then turned his gaze away, he was the only one left in the kitchen.

Just like in the past, Shang Chengde went to the tea house at noon, and when he came back in the afternoon, he brought some signature dishes from the restaurant, had dinner with Su Qingchi and the others, and then went into the city and returned to the Shang Mansion, still taking the time to enter the city gate.

Now that the bout of joy in the Shang Mansion has not yet passed, the young master's full moon has just been busy, and at this time the preparations for the hundred-day wine have already begun.

The charming thoughts in the small courtyard just now continued until Shang Chengde entered the Shang mansion, and even when he met the servant girl, the original three-point smile now became six-point.

Passing through the rockery path, Shang Chengde passed Tingyuting, and heard someone calling him, turned around, and it was his second brother, Shang Chengen.

"Brother just came back?" Shang Chengen's voice was always cold.

"Well, yes, that direction you came from, did you just come out of your father's house?"

The two slowed down their pace and walked side by side.

Shang Chengen nodded his head, he didn't mean to go on, if he didn't say anything, Shang Chengde would know, probably because of Liu Ruxiang's matter again.

Liu Ruxiang is the concubine Lord Shang pointed out to Shang Chengen. She has been in the Shang mansion for a year. It is said that she was just a girl in the south of the Yangtze River who sang ditty tunes. The master rescued her.

Liu Ruxiang lived in seclusion, and few of the servants in the house had seen her except for her personal servant girl. Shang Chengde had seen her only a handful of times, but she was indeed a sweet-looking woman.

Now that a young master has been added to the Shang mansion, I haven't seen her show up, except to greet Master Shang and Mrs. Shang every day, she just hides in the embroidery room and stays at home.

Xu Shi had been looking forward to it for many years, and finally embraced his grandson. Master Shang loved this grandson very much, and he would never leave his arms in his arms all day long. Liu Ruxiang rarely saw his son.

Shang Chengde sometimes felt that his second brother was too cold, even if he didn't like it, he should treat her better for the sake of giving birth to a son for him.

But this is the matter of the young couple after all, and as the elder brother, he can't care too much.

"Leave early and return late every day, don't be too tired." Shang Chengen said suddenly.

Shang Chengde bowed his head and smiled slightly, his cheeks flushed slightly, he didn't say that he did this just to stay with someone for a while.

Shang Chengen looked away from the pink cheeks of the man beside him. He usually didn't talk much, and he didn't say anything else at this time.

"Hey, by the way, why don't you see Cheng Jun? I haven't seen him for some days, and he left the house again?"

"It's not that elder brother doesn't know him, how can the mansion hold him down?"

The two sat down in the pavilion near the water, and Shang Chengde picked up a small plate and sprinkled some fish food under the pavilion. The goldfish by the pool suddenly turned around and swung their tails towards them, playing and scrambling, arousing the sound of clear water .

Shang Chengde turned his head and saw his second brother looking at him, he smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Shang Chengen's gaze shifted from the opponent's face to his shoulder, "There is a flower petal stuck here."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and slowly touched it, because Shang Chengen's fingers had a thick layer of calluses due to practicing martial arts with a sword all the year round.

Some rough fingertips barely brushed the corner of Shang Chengde's mouth.

Shang Chengde was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm afraid it was in the garden just now."

Shang Chengen smiled, swept the petals as small as cinnabar on his fingertips, and said seemingly unintentionally, "When did the osmanthus grow in the mansion? I don't know."

Shang Chengde was slightly embarrassed.

Fortunately, Shang Chengen just said it casually and didn't ask further.

The two parted in front of Shang Chengde's house. Shang Chengde went into the house to take a bath and changed his clothes. He also calculated the accounts of various commercial firms and the profits of the bank branches in recent months. Seeing that the time was almost up, he reckoned that the third brother should come back at this time So I went to him with these ledgers.

Across the pavilion, from a long distance away, he saw Shang Chengjun who had just come back from the outside and was about to call him, but when he saw someone beside him, he paused.

The two held hands, and their demeanor did not hide their intimacy.

Recalling the movement he heard through the window that day, Shang Chengde felt a little worried. His third younger brother has always been romantic, and with a third wife like his wife, he still can't settle down and spends his time outside all day. Now that they brought those people back to the mansion, what's wrong with such nonsense?

It happened that a maid came over from there, Shang Chengde asked, "Who is that person next to the third young master?"

The servant girl lowered her head and said, "Eldest young master, it's young master Qiu."

It turned out to be Qiu Zhongwen.

Shang Chengde let out a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart finally fell.

The third brother and Zhongwen have been inseparable since they were young, and it is understandable that they get closer when they reunite after being separated for several years.

He looked up again and saw that the two had separated.

Perhaps he was really worrying too much, Shang Chengde didn't think too much, turned around and went back to his room.

It's almost late autumn, and winter tea will be on the market soon, and the merchant tea houses are busy again at this time.

Master Shang had earlier handed over most of the Buxing Qiancai Tea House under the merchant's name to his eldest son, so compared to Shang Chengen and Shang Chengjun, Shang Chengde was undoubtedly the busiest.

Hua Jingzhao's injury was no longer serious, so he took some advantage from Su Qingchi, stole some incense, and went to the West Temple Building with a happy face.

Su Bao'er is young, and her bones grow fast. After staying at home for half a month, she couldn't hold it anymore. Taking advantage of Su Qingchi's inattention, she also slipped out early to mess with a bunch of wild boys. Only Su Qingchi was left.

It was getting cold earlier in the day, so Su Qingchi took out all the winter clothes that were packed in the box, set up bamboo poles in the yard, and dried the whole yard. It's a different view.

Su Qingchi took a small bamboo quilt and patted the clothes to dry carefully. The slender figure shuttled between the bamboo racks, but it was a beautiful scene.

After working for a long time, I can finally take a breath.

Su Qingchi put away the quilt, poured hot tea, and sat down on a bamboo chair covered with cotton cushions to rest.

Just as he sat down, there were a few knocks on the door.

Putting down the blue-and-white porcelain teacup in his hand, he thought in his heart that Hua Jingzhao went to the West Temple Tower, and did not come back so early. Su Baoer let go of the rein, and it was not dark, so he would definitely not come back. Thinking of this, the corner of Su Qingchi's mouth raised a small smile. The curvature of the arc, probably know who is coming.

Pulling the latch with a slender hand, the thick hanging flower door opened with a slight creaking sound.

"...Why is it you?" The smile on Su Qingchi's face receded completely, and there was an aura of alienation in an instant.

"Who are you?" The still cold voice asked, "My elder brother?"

The two of them are outside the door, one is in the courtyard, one is as cold as frost, and the other is glamorous and pure, their eyes are facing each other, and they will not give an inch.

Shang Chengen took a step forward, Su Qingchi moved, and blocked the way lightly and skillfully.

"Step aside."

"Beasts and dogs are not allowed to enter."

"Are you forcing me to do it?" Shang Chengen's eyes narrowed.

The corner of Su Qingchi's mouth curled up into a smile, and his chin slightly raised an arc. The ambiguous distance between the two of them instantly entangled their breaths, their slender eyelashes slapped slightly, and the smile in their slender phoenix eyes gradually became stronger. .

"Second Young Master has such similar skin to Su, but why?"