Daguanyuan Food Research Bureau

Jia Ying sobbed and opened the letter. First, it was Yongchang's reply note, expressing that he likes to keep a low profile, so it is still the old rule to come with Baochai and ask Jia Ying to make sure to prepare a copy for her.

Thinking of the next banquet, she felt better at last, but she turned to the next one, and her eyes blurred again after seeing the handwriting.

She wiped it carelessly with a veil, knowing that he was used to talking about business at the beginning, so she read on patiently.

Passing the invitation to Yongchang, she replied to his letter without any hassle. After returning from Daiyu that day, she hastily added about Xiangyun at the end of the letter.

He knew that Jia Ying cherished those close friends in her boudoir, so he really took a lot of effort to find out, and then he told her carefully.Fortunately, it was him she was asking, and he didn't care whether she could listen or not, and dared to tell her anything.

Xiangyun's uncle and aunt appointed her to be the only son of the Wei family.

Mu Shi wrote again that his family and Wei's family were inseparable relatives, but Wei Ruolan liked to read the cookbook published by the two of them, so he wrote to him and asked him to help write it. A boastful article, good for publicity.

Jia Ying was moved in her heart, she only thought that he went there in person just to make sure, but of course he didn't know, Mu Shi thought about what Jia Zhu, the show sister and crazy demon, revealed on a daily basis, combined with Chen Wendao's words, he knew that Xiangyun was a good girlfriend of his wife , thinking very "far-sighted", in the future I will definitely have to deal with Wei Ruolan, why not go now.

Jia Ying's food is not particularly down-to-earth, and people who can't even eat enough are naturally not interested, so the target group is those aristocratic families with spare money in their hands.

Wei Ruolan is considered to be more talented among these people, so asking him to write is not against harmony.

Wei Ruolan was ill and had nothing else to do, so she agreed to write soft articles, but she was recuperating at home and couldn't go out, so Mu Shi went to pick up the manuscript in person. He dealt with all kinds of people from all walks of life when he was young, and now he is even playing with a group of old foxes Playing with words, it's just that he has always been unwilling to care about others, but now because of Jia Ying, he has a little more patience.

With Wei Ruolan's temperament, she didn't take Mu Shi's rumors seriously, and she was completely defenseless. After some conversation, the young man who was still studying in his teens was fooled by the social people in his 20s. What? All shake out.

Mu Shi said that this Wei Ruolan can be considered a good match. Among the princes and grandchildren, he is a pure girl, quiet and polite, gentle and kind, and has never even maliciously speculated on anyone. She has a lively and natural temperament, not to mention a sour child full of women's virtues.

Seeing this, Jia Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saw a piece of good news.

She is still concerned about what Lin Xiangyu said about Xiangyun at the time. The Drunken Sleeping Peony in the original book is clearly vivid and innocent, but she says it is unruly and not a good match. It is as pedantic and ridiculous as mosaicing a Western oil painting.

Then, Mu Shi wrote that the only bad thing is that Wei Ruolan's health is not very good, this winter was very cold, he accidentally caught a cold for a while, and he is still recuperating until now.

Recently, Xiangyun's cousin wanted to find a job, so he happened to ask the Wei family. In order to please the Wei family, her uncle and aunt came up with the bad idea of ​​getting married as soon as possible.

They have this idea, Jia Ying is not surprised at all, Xiangyun is in Shijia, no different from Cinderella, a young lady still needs to sew, and uncle and aunt think it is expensive, so all the needlework in the whole house is entrusted to her.

Xiang Yun's face is full of smiles, but why is there not much suffering in his heart?

Thinking of this, Jia Ying couldn't help sighing again. Xiangyun and Daiyu were different when they were young. On the one hand, both of them depended on others, and on the other hand, they were similar. She also liked that she always played with Daiyu. Slow to reconcile, but even more talkative.

In this way, if Wei Ruolan is really a good match, Xiangyun will marry early, and she will be much more comfortable than staying in the historian's house.

When he got here, he explained everything.In a sudden turn, wrote.

Recently, he worked with the Ministry of War, and he couldn't help socializing. During a meeting, a commander surnamed Sun got drunk and bragged, saying that he bought a high position and a wife for 5000 taels of silver.

When he said this, he barely stopped.Jia Ying already understood what he said.The surname is correct, and Mu Shi is also the one who knows the original work. Combined with Mrs. Wang's words, it seems that Jia She really sold Yingchun.

Jia Ying let go of the letter, all kinds of emotions in her mind were mixed, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

She still hangs Xiangyun, and is also worried about welcoming the spring, but at the moment she is even more preoccupied.

She has never had any emotional experience, and she is still hazy and dazed. She just feels that getting along with him is easy, and she is now walking towards a good place. If she takes her time, there will always be a day when she can respond to him clearly and boldly.

However, according to Mrs. Wang, now Jia Zheng also agrees to this marriage.

In all fairness, if she was born and bred, she would gladly accept it. In the past, she felt that she was not free because of herself, and she would only feel uncomfortable, but she had never felt this kind of aggrieved emotion.

Now she doesn't know what's on her mind, so how can she ask him to run for her.

It was the first time she encountered this dilemma, and perhaps she couldn't see through it. Jia Ying got into a corner for a while, and only picked up a pen, crying and replying to the letter, and burned it all in the middle.

In the days that followed, Mrs. Wang Ziteng really came to the mansion a few times, and she even had a conversation with the old lady to shield everyone. Later, even Wang Xifeng teased her once.

Jia Ying pretended to be calm on the face, but in fact he was depressed all day long, thinking about himself and worrying about the Spring Festival in Xiangyun, he was not safe at night, he didn't even bother to eat, he was sick for a while, almost being worried about it Mother Jia forbade them from starting a poetry club.

Mother Jia didn't know what happened, she came to see her every day, Mrs. Wang knew the reason for her illness, and visited her several times, seeing her thin and lost, she regretted herself in her heart, and kept her face secret, thinking of Jia Zhu's When he fell ill, he paid out of his own pocket and invited Doctor Song to come and see him.

Doctor Song was introduced by several old mothers, and all the maids also avoided. The old mother was about to put down the embroidered curtain, but Doctor Song sneered and said, "How can I see a disease without seeing the color? I have an old bone, what's the matter?" It's so embarrassing."

Mrs. Wang knew that their genius doctors had some eccentricities, so she endured it. Jia Ying changed clothes inside, was helped out by the wet nurse, and sat down.

Doctor Song looked at her complexion, and nodded in satisfaction, then checked her pulse through the veil, and then laughed out loud.

Jia Ying looked at him blankly.

When she was a child, the old man was quite nice, but now he is like a demon.

Doctor Song twisted his beard, looked at her with a smile, and his eyes were full of pride: "Miss has been too worried recently, so she can't sleep peacefully, right?"

Jia Ying nodded.

Doctor Song said: "I have a medicine here, which is specially used to treat Miss's illness."

After he finished speaking, he took a piece of paper and handed it to Jia Ying.

Mrs. Wang also came over to take a look, and felt that the handwriting looked familiar for a while, but she didn't know much about it, so she didn't understand it, but she still knew that no doctor wrote the prescription before seeing a doctor.

Mrs. Wang suspects that she hired a fake doctor.

Jia Ying looked at the Chinese medicine words on it, was silent for a moment, then sighed, and thanked Song Miracle Physician.

"I understand."

Mu Shi put in so much effort to reassure her that Jia Ying was also willing to trust him.

After using a few pastes of calming soup, Jia Ying got a good night's sleep, and then she really recovered very quickly. Mrs. Wang was only a miracle doctor with a special dose of medicine, and Jia Ying thought about it when she recovered.

Jia Ying simply stopped thinking about it, and only concentrated on thinking about this poetry club gathering. The days passed very quickly, and it was her birthday.

Daiyu came over early in the morning, and when she arrived at Jia Ying's room, she had just woken up.

The attackers outside were burning the iron, and when Daiyu came inside, she saw Jia Ying sitting with her long hair dragging a book and flipping through a book, she smiled and said, "It seems that you are all well. I wanted to visit you a few days ago, but it was just me I also have a headache and brain fever, and it will be bad for the two of them to get sick of each other, so I didn't come here."

"The two of us pay attention to what to do," Jia Ying put down the book, smiled and stretched out her hand, and Daiyu stretched it out knowingly.

Jia Ying held her hand and said, "It's only April now, it's so early, and it's still cold, come to see me so early? Look, your hands are cold."

Jia Ying got up and turned her head casually, looking at the water in the washbasin to dry warm, took her hand, and bent over to find soap for her.

Daiyu said: "Farewell, this basin of water is fine, you wash your face first, and I'll take advantage of the situation and cover it."

Jia Ying had no choice but to wash her face, and while Daiyu warmed her hands with hot water, she wiped her teeth.

Xiren came in with an iron, took a porcelain box from Duobao Pavilion, dipped it in some ointment, melted it in water, sprinkled it on the clothes, and then ironed it with the iron.

After changing clothes, Xiren said again: "Today is the girl's birthday, why don't you ask Qingwen to do a nice hairstyle."

Jia Ying waved her hand: "I can't bear that trouble, just make up something more complicated than usual."

Xiren took off the ring on his finger and came to comb her hair.

Sitting on the side, Daiyu was also bored, so she took advantage of the opportunity to help Jia Ying pull the bed, but saw a piece of paper floating down, she bent to pick it up, glanced at it inadvertently, and suddenly changed color.

Daiyu saw the same thing as Mrs. Wang. She had been ill for a long time and became a doctor, so she could tell at a glance that this was an ordinary medicine for calming the nerves.

It's just that she has a long-term memory and is very clever, so she can tell at a glance that this prescription is exactly the same as the other part of the handwriting that will really be written down.

Daiyu was shocked, and for a moment remembered what Jia Ying said to her back then.

She naturally didn't know that Jia Ying was indeed open-minded at that time, but recently, when Daiyu returned to the mansion, she really liked the words and phrases of "The Story of the West Chamber".

She looked at Jia Ying's back, which was still somewhat thin, and she realized it before she did.

The author has something to say: Miracle doctor Song: I'll go, I was tied up all the way to save Mr. Jia, maybe it was just for the little girl, she was only four years old at that time.animals.

Daiyu: Is it normal for my daughter to agree?animals.