[Red House] Flowers are good jade circles

Behind Mammy Yan were two rough envoys who brought in a large box.It was full of the child's things, opened in front of everyone, and turned inside out one by one.Most of the clothes that Zhao Jia made with his own hands were cremated, and most of the boxes were gifts from others, and the Baizi clothes were impressively placed in it.

This time no one else was needed, the girl with the best needlework in Zhaojia's house came over to touch it, and quickly found out the difference between some of the fabrics, "Here, here, and here, although these pieces of fabric are very bright in color, they are different from other fabrics." The ingredients are completely different."

Zhao Jia's natal family is also a well-known big family, and they asked for their children's old clothes. They were either rich or expensive, and they would never make such coarse clothes for their children.

"Ask someone to go over there." Zhao Jia stood up with a "huh", clutching his collar tightly with one hand, a little out of breath.

"I'll go now, old slave." Nanny Yan came here as a dowry, so it's most appropriate for her to go back.

On the Wu side, Wu Xi has already been sent back to her natal family. Hearing that Hongyun had asked for leave, she didn't even take a step towards the gate of the courtyard. She sighed, "This child is the heart and soul of his parents. It's really pitiful. "

"Master is merciful, the imperial physician has been in and out several times, Fujin has gone there today, I'm afraid it's not very good." The servant girl also sighed.

"Restrain the servants these few days, and don't cause chaos in the house." Wu Shi was used to being polite, and the maid hurriedly responded, "Yes."

As soon as the maid left, Wu's face didn't show any unnecessary expression, she looked at her hands carefully, and let out a soft breath, "Fu Jin has gone, tsk tsk, there are many people who can't sleep tonight, right?" .”

It was already midnight when Mother Yan came back with her people, but because of the post from the palace, she was not afraid of being stopped by night watchmen.

"Fu Jin, let this old slave take a look..." Nanny Yan had already explained the reason on the way, so this old nanny didn't waste any time, and asked to see Bai Ziyi as soon as she came in.

Nanny Yan explained to Mrs. Zhao Jia, "The old lady took her to make the Baiziyi back then. If anyone remembers this, it can only be her."

The old lady passed away long ago, and there are not many old people left, and even fewer can remember this incident.

"This is not the one I made with the old lady." The old mama covered her face and wept. How could she not remember what she made with her own hands.

Although a long time had passed, she didn't dare to come up to be sure. First, she felt the stitches carefully. This stitch was not her stitching method.Take a closer look at the fabric, and memories come up little by little.

"I remember that there was a piece of Zhou family's clothing material, which was rose gold brocade. At that time, the old lady laughed and said, why boys would use this color to make clothes. There is also a piece of golden yellow material, which was sent by the princess at that time. , because the child of our Fujin is also a grandson of the dragon, so it can be used."

Not to mention anything else, the old lady remembered these two pieces of clothing very clearly, and even though Baizi's clothes were touched all over, there were no two pieces of clothing.

Zhao Jia suddenly collapsed to the ground, "How could this happen, how could this happen?"

Hong Yun stepped forward to support her, "Emiang, the most urgent thing is to find out how the clothes were changed."

Mammy Yan and Mammy Lao looked at each other, and slowly recalled the situation back then.After a long while, the old mother said, "The Baiziyi should have been delivered by the servants, but at that time, the fourth young lady was going to be released with the uncle, and the house was in a hurry, so I asked others to deliver it."

The person who delivered the things has also passed away, and I am afraid that no one will know the truth.The most likely thing is that things were transferred in the palace.

"Fujin's natal family brought things here, and some girls were more courteous and helped to carry things. It is very possible that they took the opportunity to exchange them." Daiyu thought for a while, and felt that this could only be the case.As long as there is no person like the old lady from the natal family, the person who gives the gift and the person who makes the clothes are not necessarily the same person.

And even if he was alone, Zhao Jia might not necessarily take out Baiziyi in front of his face.Who would have thought that what could be wrong with a Baizi garment.

"My servant also thinks the same. Apart from a few pieces of questionable material, this Baizi garment is very gorgeous. But when I look carefully, none of it is made from the palace, nor is it expensive from other places." Bai Lu After looking at it, I also made a sound.

This Baizi garment could only have been sent by the Wu family to the Wu family, and she re-edited it, and then took the opportunity to change the bag.

"Mr. Wu, I want her to die, I want her to die..." Mrs. Zhao Jia held Hong Yun tightly, "Promise Er Niang, let her die, let her die..."

"Of course she is going to die. If she dares to put her hand on A Yuan's head, she must die too even if she is desperate to lose the prince." Daiyu didn't wait for Hong Yun to speak, she opened her mouth and looked at Hong Yun with her head tilted. , if there is thought in the eyes.

"One is my own brother and the other is my own son. Are you looking at me like this because you are afraid that I will be reluctant to part with anything? As long as our family is together well, I don't need anything." Hong Yun held the sign behind his back. Jiashi took Daiyu with one hand.

"However, why should I not? If Ama protects that woman again, why doesn't he want to protect her in the face of the facts?" Hong Yun didn't understand. He was Ama's son. Since childhood, Ama loved him the most. it's him.

"You, Ama, he...wouldn't believe it." Zhao Jia closed her eyes. What happened back then is vivid in her mind, and the bits and pieces she thought she had forgotten were just deposited in her heart, but at this moment, they all surged up. .

"That's why I didn't allow you to tell Ama in the first place. For us, she is an enemy, but for Ama, she is a woman he loves. We don't hesitate to speculate on her with the most vicious thoughts, but Ama Ma won't. The more we hate her, Ama may defend her more." Daiyu looked at Hongyun and let out a long breath, feeling extremely depressed at this moment.

"A man is too passionate, and this is the consequence." She added without hesitation.

Zhao Jia's body trembled, but he didn't speak.

"I won't." Hong Yun looked at his wife helplessly, "Prepare for the worst, but work hard for the best. I don't believe that there is no trace of what you have done."

"Since it is an infectious disease, it is only passed on to children and not to adults. The imperial physician must know a little bit about it, and then go to the Jimin Institute in Jinling to inquire about it." What Hong Yun said is actually a solution.

Hong Yun personally sent Zhao Jia home, Zhao Jia patted his hand, wanted to say something several times, but couldn't say a word.

"Emiang, I'll leave it to my son to seek justice."

"Hey." Zhao Jia responded, holding his hand firmly, the moonlight pierced into the clouds, flickering, and when the moonlight brightened, a gleam of water flashed in Zhao Jia's eyes.

In the middle of the night, Mrs. Wu couldn't sleep, so she called her maid to come in, "What's going on over there?"

"Fu Jin has already gone back to his room. Before, Nanny Yan went out and brought an old nanny in."

"Who did you bring?" Wu frowned slightly.

"I don't know, I only know that Madam Yan took her back to the house, and no one dares to ask." It's not easy for the little girl to find out so much, and more, where can she find out.

"I remember you had an aunt who cleaned the Fujin courtyard." Madam Wu calmly took out a silver bracelet from the dowry and handed it to her.

"You haven't seen her for a long time, you have nothing to do tomorrow, you go and see her."

"Yes." The little girl didn't have any doubts. After all, Brother Yuan is such a big matter, whether it will be good or not, everyone knows it well, so we can talk.

"My lord didn't come back tonight." Wu Shi asked again.

"No." After the little girl signed, she saw that Mrs. Wu had nothing to say, so she went out.

Hong Yun went out early in the morning, entered the imperial medical office as soon as he entered the palace, and even the prince sent someone to ask him to meet him, but he pretended that he was missing something.

In the end, it was Prince Yi who ran over by himself, blowing his beard and staring angrily, "Little bastard, what's going on, didn't your mother say that A Yuan is okay?"

"Ama, don't worry, Ah Yuan is indeed getting better, but it's just something else to check with the imperial physician." Hongyun looked at Ama, feeling sore in his heart. What he felt the most since he was a child was Ama's doting on him.

Ama said that boys should have their own ideas and don't always listen to women's opinions, so she brought him with her to educate her.Ama said that he was the elder brother and he had to take care of his younger siblings, and that the palace would be handed over to him in the future, and he never doubted his ability for a moment.In his heart, Ama has always been the most powerful, wise, and powerful Ama in the world.

It never occurred to him that he would hide anything from him, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Is it A Yuan? Don't be like this. Tell me quickly if you have anything to say. Ama can hold on. Ama will find you the best doctor, no no, the best doctor in the world." The child brought up by Prince Yi himself, His every move and every move can't escape his eyes, and one look can tell that he has something on his mind.

"It's nothing. I just came here to ask the imperial physician what to take precautions in the future. You know Erniang's, plus I, Daiyu, I can't stand it at all. I was kicked into the palace early in the morning, and I have to go back now Mansion, otherwise they will think wildly again when they see that I don't come back."

Prince Yi heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm going back today, and we'll have dinner together tonight, so please bring A Yuan to me."

"Okay." Hong Yun nodded readily, and Prince Yi smiled in satisfaction.

As soon as Hong Yun left, Prince Yi beckoned, "Follow and see, why did that brat go?"

"Yes." The guard clasped his fists, changed into casual clothes, and followed him out of the palace.

Hong Yun went directly to Jimin's office, found the doctor inside, and explained his illness. The doctor shook his head and said, "I know the disease you mentioned, and it is a kind of disease that mostly occurs in children. There are rashes on the hands, feet and mouth. Blister disease. This kind of disease develops extremely fast. Once it gets on, it will be over in a few days if you don’t seek treatment in time. It’s just that the old man has been here for a long time, so I’m sure that people here have this kind of disease.”

The Jimin Institute treats poor people who can't see a doctor, but if the child is sick, if the family can afford a little copper, they will go to the medical clinic to see it.

Seeing Hongyun's disappointment, the doctor thought for a while and said, "I know of a Jimin House in a place that accepts more children. Otherwise, this little brother Yun will take a look."

"Thank you very much." Hong Yun thanked and left.

The doctor unfolded the bank note in his hand and gave it to the apprentice next to him, "Go to the account, if it weren't for seeing him donate the silver, the old man wouldn't have made it so clear."

Hongyun went to another Jimin clinic, and sure enough, there were more children, and the people admitted here were even poorer, and they were thrown in when they got sick.

Seeing the 300 taels of silver donated by Hongyun, the little steward bowed again and again, "Brother, tell me, the villain knows everything about custody, and he can say everything."

Hongyun described the disease, and the steward sighed, "Brother, you have asked the right person. The villain's father was also a steward here before, so it's really strange to know this disease. We didn't know it before. Mixed together, one passed on the other, and they all got the same disease. But they didn’t pass it on to the adults, so it’s negligent. When you find out later, it’s much better to isolate the disease as soon as you get it.”

"Then if these children are gone, what will you do with their clothes?" Hong Yun asked.

"Such a contagious disease, if it dies, it will be pulled out and burned, with something attached to it." The little steward was a little surprised, this little brother looked decent, how could he ask such a strange question.

"Then, when they are sick, can outsiders get close to them?" Hong Yun felt that even if Mrs. Wu was willing to take clothes from the dead, the maids and women she appointed might not dare.

"Outsiders definitely can't. In case of infection, only people from our Jimin Institute, and occasionally some kind-hearted people will come to see and send some food."

"Good-hearted people, what kind-hearted people." Hong Yun seemed to see the dawn, grabbed the little steward and asked.

"That's right, it's the one who donated money." The little steward was startled, and wanted to back off but Hong Yun firmly grabbed his collar, his anxious face turned pale.Yelling, "Let go, let me go."

"Oh, sorry, sorry, tell me who these kind-hearted people are." After running for a long time, Hong Yun finally heard useful clues, how could he be unhappy.

Of course, it is impossible for the Wu family to come to such a place by themselves, and no one from the Wu family even came here.But Hongyun was not discouraged, and directly recorded the list of those who donated money and goods. He checked every family, and he couldn't believe it.