Ding Tian's Ancient Life

Not knowing what the situation outside was like, Wang Zuo came to Ding Tian only three days later: "You can let Murong Hao out.

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"No problem!" Ding Tian was very happy: "Ask someone to pick him up? Or let him out like this?"

"Their family is waiting outside." Wang Zuo looked as if he was taking advantage.

Ding Tian asked someone to release Murong Hao.

When Murong Hao went out, he was pretty good, wearing fancy clothes and walking vigorously, wishing he could get out of this horrible place as quickly as he could with wings.

As soon as he went out, he saw the old butler Murong, the mahogany frame he was used to, the black oilcloth carriage, and two healthy servants who had taken care of him since he was a child.

"Eldest young master!" Old housekeeper Murong's eyes turned red when he saw Murong Hao.

Because Murong Hao is the third generation of the Marquis of Changchun, he has no official position, let alone hereditary, so the whole family calls him "Eldest Young Master", while Murong Ye and the others are "Old Master" and "Second Master". call.

Calling Murong Hao like this also means that among the grandchildren, Murong Hao is the first young master.

No matter how many "misses" there are, they can't compare with such a "young master"...

"Let's go, let's go!" Murong Hao said, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

He didn't need anyone to support him, let alone step on someone's back to get into the carriage, he jumped on it by himself.

It is obvious that there is nothing wrong in the prison, but the old housekeeper Murong ordered everyone to go back quickly: "This place is always regretful, go back and wash the young master with grapefruit leaves to get rid of bad luck..."

Whispering, he led the people back to the Marquis of Changchun.

The entire Changchun Hou Mansion was alarmed.

There are quite a few daughters in the Murong family, all of them are waiting for Murong Hao at the second door. The only male in the family is everyone's hope.

As a result, Murong Hao got out of the carriage, and it was alright in the front, they were all old men, he was still alive and kicking, but when he arrived at the second gate, he saw a group of Yingying Yanyan: Mrs. Changchun Hou, Mrs. Dafang, Erfang Wives, wives from the third room, young ladies from the first room, ladies from the second room....

In short, a large group of married ladies, a large group of ladies waiting for marriage... and their respective big maids, young maids, servants, wives... almost hundreds of women stood there.

I don't know why, but when Murong Hao saw Yingying and Yanyan who were very pleasing to the eye before, what appeared in Murong Hao's mind were those old women's shriveled figures, drooping breasts, old dimpled faces, and greasy makeup The smell... my stomach churns, and I spit it out with a "wow"!

Wang Zuo's job in the Ministry of Punishment is mainly to supervise, or inspect.

Some old cases, he urged everyone to handle them, and the prison cell was officially put under his name, and he became Ding Tian's... direct supervisor.

And in order to satisfy Ding Tian's passion for investigating cases, he specially added Ding Tian a position as a doctor of the Criminal Department, and Jin Buhuan also added a position as a member of the Criminal Department.

The two of them can be considered to be on the rise, and they have been promoted to the third rank.

Ding Tian slowly smoothed out his work and got on the right track.

At the same time, February [-] is here, the day to eat pork head meat.

On this day, Ding Tian got off work a little early because he wanted to go home and eat braised pork head with Wang Zuo.

And this day can be regarded as the last day to celebrate and relax after the first month.

After February [-], even if the New Year has completely passed, everyone should start a normal life, and there is no excuse to relax and

be lazy.

When Ding Tian returned home, he found that the things in the house had been reduced, which was the result of the slow delivery to the new mansion

Except for some necessary daily necessities, other large items will be dumped there little by little.

And when he came back, Wang Fugui looked at him strangely.

"Brother Fugui, why are you looking at me like this?" Ding Tian was looked at inexplicably.

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Wang Fugui walked away in a spirited manner.

Ding Tian touched his head, went into the room and saw Wang Zuo, and asked him while changing his coat: "Brother Fugui, what are you doing looking at me?

what? "

Then he found that Wang Zuo was also looking at him with that strange look.

Ding Tian looked at it even more inexplicably. After changing his clothes, he went to the trap: "What happened?"

Do the master and servant have weird eyes?

"Today, I heard a piece of news." Wang Zuo said.

"What news?" Ding Tian felt intuitively that the news probably had something to do with him.

"The Marquis of Changchun is inviting famous doctors everywhere to treat Murong Hao." Wang Zuo looked at Ding Tian with strange eyes: "How did you do it?"

"What's wrong with me?" Ding Tian blinked.

"I heard that Murong Hao, when you walked here, he was alive and kicking. He wanted to put on his wings and fly back home, but when he got home, he vomited...I heard that he was foaming at the mouth!" Wang Zuo gloated in a rare way. Posture: "When I left here with you, I was fine, and it's like this when I get home. There is no evidence that the Changchun Marquis wants to rely on you!"

Ding Tian smiled awkwardly: "Hehe!"

Having been with him for so long, Wang Zuo knew the meaning of the word "hehe", and suddenly became more interested: "You know the reason

?,,

Ding Tian shook his head like a rattle; "I don't know!"

Wang Zuo looked at him suspiciously, and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he talked about dinner. Today, he ate stewed pig's head, but Ding Tian wanted to eat pig's head more.

In the end, Wang Zuo compromised. He asked someone to roast a suckling pig. The suckling pig was smaller and the pig's head was even smaller.

When it was served, Ding Tian's eyes lit up.

It was even more amusing during the meal, Ding Tian started directly and picked up the roast suckling pig: "Come on, let's kiss each other first!"

As he said that, he took a bite of the pig's mouth...

Wang Zuo was drinking soup at the time, and he squirted it out all at once!

After February [-], life had to go on, and the prisons of the Ministry of Criminal Justice began to take over some prisoners who were being escorted to Beijing. All the men were sent here, and all the women were sent to the Prison Temple.

After Ding Tian tidied up the men's cell here, he went to tidy up the women's cell on the other side of the Prison Temple. He had rich experience and quickly rectified it.

The old women he brought back lived in the Buddhist hall on the other side of his new mansion, chanting Buddhist scriptures and cleaning the Buddhist hall every day.

The courtyard of the Buddhist hall is big enough, and they plan to open up some space after the spring, plant some flowers and plants, Ding Tian just let them go, they are all poor people.

But as time went by, Wang Zuo found out that Murong Hao didn't go out of the door, and learned from everyone's ladies, so he was very curious!

Moreover, the Marquis of Changchun not only invited famous doctors from all over the world, but also invited the imperial doctor to see him several times.

But... there was no effect. In less than half a month, it is said that Murong Hao lost a lot of weight.

On this day, a guest came to Ding Tian's house.

It was Zheng Ming, his second nephew.

He came to deliver a letter to Ding Tian, ​​and the letter was written by his elder brother Zheng Yuyi.

"Senior brother is in the north, how is your health?" Ding Tian respected his senior brother very much, as if forgetting his old friend.

"My father is very good, and wants to retire to enjoy his old age." Zheng Ming said happily: "My father has been obsessed with medicine all his life, and now he is finally going to rest."

At such an advanced age, it is impossible for the family members to say that they don't miss him as a military doctor in the army. It's just that the old man has a stubborn temper. Now that he finally thinks about it, the brothers are very happy.

Ding Tian opened the letter and looked at it. It was a good news for him, saying that the ointment to prevent frost cracking was researched, because there was no such thing as Vaseline cream, they used sheep oil, mixed with almonds to taste, added a little paraffin, etc. Wait... Anyway, the formula is not very complicated, but Ding Tian can't understand it at all, because he is not a professional.

On the contrary, the result of the finished product is good, and the frontier troops will no longer suffer from chilblain in the future.

And he also retired...and returned to Zhengjia Village to retire.

Probably the news of Ding Tian's promotion to the rank and title has not been sent back, and the senior brother didn't know about it, so he earnestly told him in the letter that there are many nobles in Beijing, so he must be a good person and do things seriously.

After reading the letter, Ding Tian felt warm in his heart, knowing that the elder brother cared about him.

Instead, I chatted with Zheng Ming, and Zheng Ming mentioned the symptoms of the young master of the Changchun Marquis Mansion: "I don't know why, but I just kept vomiting, couldn't eat, and lost a lot of weight, with a sallow complexion."

Ding Tian smiled awkwardly.

Zheng Ming immediately sensed something was wrong: "Little Uncle?"

Ding Tian coughed dryly: "Well, let me tell you a folk remedy...."

Zheng Ming looked incomprehensible: "Remedy?"

In their profession, there are folk remedies, but as an imperial doctor, he still believes in orthodox prescriptions the most. Although folk remedies can also cure serious illnesses, the chance is one in ten million, which is not sure enough.

"Yes, folk remedies..." Ding Tian whispered to him for a long time, Zheng Ming said in disbelief: "Can this work?" "Don't worry, I promise it will work!" Ding Tian patted him on the shoulder, although He is older than him and has a big beard, but who made him

The younger generation: "Remember to pay more for the consultation fee. It is not easy for a family to live in Beijing. If you have this kind of extra money, you should speak up.

"

Zheng Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Only when there is an effect can the lion open his mouth. If there is no effect, he will be kicked out..."

The little uncle doesn't seem very reliable, he really doesn't dare to try this "remedy".

"Don't worry, if their family can't help it in a few days, you can use this folk remedy." Ding Tian will not force him to use it, but after they have nothing to do, they will consider this folk remedy.

Zheng Ming wrote down this recipe, but he didn't tell anyone else that he had a meal here before going back.

Ding Tian asked Ma Liu to pull a cart of gifts and 1000 taels of silver notes, and went on the road with a caravan going to the north. He went back to his hometown in the Northeast and went to Zhengjia Village to see his senior brother. The reason for the ticket is that the senior brother's family is not rich, and this money is the reward he got, and it is clean for the senior brother to use. It is also good to buy some land and become a landlord.

The other thing is to let Ma Liu go back to Dingjia Village to take a look and tell him about his situation in Beijing, so that his family can rest assured that if he sends letters in the future, he will have to deliver them to the Fengguo General's Mansion in the inner city.

The remaining 500 taels, let Ma Liu give it to Uncle Ding and the others to see if there is any need for money in the village, it will be considered as his part of the money.

After this busy work was over, Ding Tian went back to work normally, but the implementation of labor reform education was more difficult.

"Difficulties?" Wang Zuo just came to discuss things with him, and after hearing this topic, he asked him, "Tell me, where is the difficulty?"

difficult. "

"First, this cell is in the inner city, and ordinary people cannot enter this place, even if ordinary people sell vegetables, they cannot enter the inner city to set up stalls." Ding Tian scratched his head and talked about his difficulties: "The second is that this is a cell, things It has to go through the hands of the prisoners, and there is no shortage of nobles in Beijing..."

Ordinary nobles have some taboos, and more high-ranking families are even more particular. Who would use things that prisoners have touched?

"Then how about we make it ourselves?" Wang Zuo rubbed his chin: "Make something ordinary, something for ordinary people."

Ding Tian thought for a while: "Then I open a store? Just open it in the outer city, not in the inner city, and not near the inner city. The outer city is near the city gate, right?"

"I'll open it." Wang Zuo said, "It's not suitable for you to open it. I'll open it... well, I'll find someone to open the store in partnership."

"Do you want a partnership?" Ding Tian's eyes widened: "How big a deal do you want to make?"

"Not big!" Wang Zuo bared his teeth, revealing his bright white teeth: "I've also thought about it, what do I want them to do." Ding Tian became more interested: "You thought about it so quickly?"