MTL - Denghuaxiao-Chapter 62 Dengmenfanfu

Chapter 62 Visiting Fan Mansion

Time flies, and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

On Luoyue Bridge, young girls in single shirts began to come out in the morning and evening to sell jasmine flowers. The fragrance of jasmine flowers is elegant and fragrant. Medical books record that jasmine steamed oil is used to make facial fat and head oil, which can not only moisturize dry and long hair, but also scent the skin. bone.

In the courtyard of Fan's Mansion, the detailed judge of the Capital Trial Court, in the bedroom, Mrs. Fan, Mrs. Zhao, was sitting in front of the mirror, letting the maid behind her gently wipe the newly bought jasmine hair oil on the ends of her hair.

 The hair oil fell on the ends of the hair, and the originally fluffy black hair suddenly became ironed and became more and more delicate like silk. Mrs. Zhao looked at the person in the mirror. She saw a beautiful woman with a face like a peach blossom and eyebrows like a willow leaf. She was absolutely gorgeous and charming.

She frowned slightly, looked at her face carefully, reached out her hand to touch her waist, and asked the maid behind her: "Cui'er, have I gained some weight recently?"

The maidservant smiled and replied: "My lady is beautiful and beautiful, and she is very graceful."

Zhao shook her head: "No, I must have gained weight recently."

Fan Zhenglian went out early and came back late these days. When Zhao served him with meals and daily life, he often saw Fan Zhenglian looking absent-minded. Mrs. Zhao was worried that as Fan Zhenglian became successful in his official career, his mind would gradually drift elsewhere. Now that Fan Zhenglian was acting abnormally, Zhao was naturally suspicious.

Only her people secretly investigated and found no clues about the outer room. After thinking about it, Mrs. Zhao could only suspect that Fan Zhenglian was tired of her.

She looked at the sun outside the window and sighed irritably.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the woman's clothes are getting lighter and thinner. She has changed into a gold gauze, and there is a shimmering light on the gauze, which is like ripples in the sun when she walks.

It's just that it's moving. Such a thin gauze will inevitably look bloated if you don't have a thin body.

Zhao is a plump and beautiful woman. When the weather is cold, her clothes can still cover her. When the weather is hot, she wears thin clothes. She is always dissatisfied with her figure.

　　Yes, Zhao is extremely sensitive to her own posture.

Perhaps it's because her parents gave her the nickname "Feiyan" when she was a child, which sounds light and graceful at first sight, not to mention the enchantress with the same name who is famous for being so slender that she can dance in the palm of her hand. Ever since she was little, her name has been Like a beautiful curse, it has always been bound to her heart.

Mrs. Zhao was born very beautiful, but I wonder if God was being mean. As she got older, she became more plump and plump. This originally did not harm her reputation as a beauty, but when paired with her maiden name, it always seemed a bit narrow.

Mrs. Zhao was also consciously annoyed. She wanted "people to live up to their names" and "Huan Huan to curl up around the waist of the palace of Chu". Unfortunately, her body and skin were affected by her parents, and some things were also very evil. No matter how little she ate or how many medicines she took, her limbs could never be as thin and slender as those painted ladies, just like peonies could never turn into lilies.

It just so happened that her husband Fan Zhenglian had had enough of peonies, and now he seemed to be interested in lilies.

Zhao thought coldly that this world always demands more from women.

She was thinking aimlessly, but she remembered an old thing, and called the maid beside her: "By the way, I asked someone to go to Renxin Medical Center to buy 'Xianxian' before, why haven't I bought it yet?"

Last time, Mrs. Dong, a minister of Taifu Temple, came to sit in the house for a while. During the chat, she mentioned that there was a herbal tea in the capital that was so effective that even butchers could become Pan'an after using it.

This is really nonsense, but Mrs. Dong said it emphatically and did not look like she was lying. In addition, Mrs. Zhao has been free recently, so she sent someone to check the entrance of the temple in the east of the city. When she asked, she saw a brave man selling meat. .

The story about Pork Pan An is actually true.

 In this way, Mrs. Zhao was very excited and immediately asked her servants to buy it.

The maid replied: "The person who bought it at the house said that the doctor at the medical clinic kept saying that there was no stock. The person who bought it had asked four or five times in the past ten days, but all of them came back empty-handed."

Zhao made a move: "Have you been there four or five times?"

 The maid nodded.

"This medical clinic is quite grand." Ms. Zhao felt a little displeased. "Since you have been there once, you should know that my house is useful. People with different tastes would have sent the things here. It's good for them. This small medical clinic even teaches our family members to urge us to ask for help, so we don’t know how to praise him.”

 After a pause, Mrs. Zhao asked again: "Is there anyone behind this medical clinic?"

The maid shook her head: "I have inquired about it. The owner of the medical clinic is an ordinary merchant, and the doctor is an orphan who came to Beijing. There are only four people in the entire medical clinic, and there are two assistants. "

Zhao sarcastically said: "Sure enough, country people can be so ignorant of the rules."

The long days in summer made her irritable, so she suppressed her smile and said coldly: "You can find someone to go to the hospital again, take my name card, and tell her that I need to take medicine, and she must take it within three days." Send it."

"yes."

 …

 When Fan Mansion’s post came down, it was not the right time.

The summer solstice has passed and the days are getting longer. The business of selling bamboo mats on West Street has picked up. The heat wave is rolling on the streets. No one dares to go out at this time at noon. Everyone huddles in their houses and meditates in silence. It will naturally cool down.

Du Changqing bought fresh peaches from the Guanxiang fruit shop. Yin Zheng soaked them in well water and took them out to cool down. Cut it into two pieces with a knife, it looks like a girl with fresh pink cheeks. When you bite it, it is crispy and sweet, making your mouth and tongue salivate. It is very refreshing on a hot day.

"How are you doing, Doctor Lu?" Du Changqing shook his bamboo fan and looked at her proudly: "Are our peaches in Shengjing better than yours?"

 This also needs to be compared? Yin Zheng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Lu Zhen smiled.

There are also peach trees on Luomei Peak, but the wild peaches on the mountain are sour and astringent, small in size, and only a few are scattered, making them hard to eat.

Yun Niang never picked those peaches and left them on the branches. In the summer, birds would occasionally come to eat them, but not too many. If it were a sweet peach like this, Luomei Peak would probably be more lively.

Acheng walked in from the outside and handed a post to Lu Huan: "Miss Lu, the Fan family has brought another post. Please send it to 'Xianxian' within three days."

People from the Fan Mansion have come to buy herbal tea these days, but Xianxian has been out of stock these days, and Lu Tong has not yet made the new herbal tea. So the Fan family came to urge them every now and then, which made people panic.

Du Changqing spit out the peach core from his mouth with a "poof" sound, and squinted at Lu Shu, a little suspicious: "Doctor Lu, why have you been so slow in making herbal tea these days? Is it because you don't have enough money to make the materials?"

 Lu Yan reached out to take the post and put it away: "The medicinal tea is ready."

This really caught people off guard. Du Changqing was stunned for a while. After a while, he said: "Then what are you waiting for? Acheng, tell them to come and get it quickly!"

Lu Zhen interrupted him: "Wait a minute."

"what happened again?"

“Mrs. Fan seems to be very angry. She only offers herbal tea, which may not quell the other party’s anger.”

Du Changqing pinched the peach core and looked surprised: "What about that? Are you still planning to go to the house to pay a visit?"

"good idea."

Du Changqing: “…”

　　Lu Zhen stood up: “We must show our sincerity.”

 …

It took only an hour for Zhao's people to send the post, but the reply from Renxin Medical Center was immediately submitted.

The maid Cui'er stood in front of Mrs. Zhao and said in a low voice: "...the doctor at the medical center is waiting outside the door. In addition to delivering medicine, he also wants to see Madam in person. Maybe he knows that he has offended someone and wants to apologize in person. .”

Zhao held the tea in her hand and her contempt became even stronger: "Now I know I'm afraid."

 “Madam, would you like to see her?”

Ms. Zhao frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "Let her wait at the door of the house for a moment, and then ask her to come in to see me."

Lu Zhen and Yin Zheng waited at the gate of Fan's house for about a stick of incense before a maid came belatedly and led them into the house.

At this time, the majesty of the horse was obvious enough. Lu Zhuo didn't say much. He just followed the maidservant to the courtyard with Yin Zheng. As he walked, he looked around calmly.

 Fan Mansion is huge.

 At first, I thought that the Ke family's residence was already very spacious, but the Fan's residence was much more luxurious than the Ke family's. Springs, rocks, trees, pavilions and pavilions, exquisiteness can be seen everywhere.

Lu Zong's eyes paused at a ruby ​​bonsai in the garden, and then he lowered his head with an unclear expression.

The news of Cao's head checked, the criminal court interrupted Fan Zhenglian, who originally came from the small official, and he had to be born in about six or seven years ago to serve as Zhixian County, Yuan'an County.

Fan Zhenglian served as the county magistrate for three years. He was supported by the local people because of his excellent handling of cases and the settlement of several old injustice cases. When Qing Ming arrived in Tianting, His Majesty specially promoted Fan Zhenglian to an official position and transferred Fan Zhenglian back to Shengjing.

In just a few years, Fan Zhenglian went from being a small county magistrate to becoming a doctor in the Ministry of Punishment, then a minister in the Ministry of Punishment, and now a detailed judge in the Criminal Court. He is extremely popular.

More importantly, Fan Zhenglian has an excellent reputation. People say that he is "clearly aware of everything and upholds the law." He is known as "Fan Qingtian".

I think it was precisely because of this that when Lu Qian went to Beijing to complain, he immediately asked Fan Zhenglian for help.

It doesn't sound like there would be any problem in asking for help from a Qingtian man who "will investigate any wrongdoing". What's more, Lu Qian has been staying in Changwu County all year round. When ordinary people encounter injustice, it is natural for them to seek justice from officials.

It’s just... Lu Xu lowered his eyes. Why would a truly honest and upright person have such a luxurious mansion? Even with Fan Zhenglian's current salary, it is not easy to raise such a house.

Unless Fan Zhenglian's wife has a rich dowry, Fan Zhenglian's wife Zhao Feiyan's family background is not much different from that before Fan Zhenglian was promoted.

Fan Zhenglian presides over the Criminal Department of Shengjing Zhao Prison. If someone bribes an official, it is nothing more than making a fuss about the case.

What's more, the power of the Taishi Mansion only needs to say hello without sending money, and the people below will handle the matter properly.

While thinking about it, the maid who led the way stopped in front of the flower hall and said: "Miss Lu, we're here."

 Lu Zhuo raised his eyes.

It was a hot summer day. The bamboo curtain in the flower hall was half rolled up, and a beautiful young woman was reclining on the carved fine wood imperial concubine's couch.

This beautiful woman wears a large-sleeved dress with a rose purple gauze pattern. Her face is like a silver moon, her lips are like a red lotus, and a red emerald beaded gold walking stick is loosely inserted on her head. It sways gently as she moves, Countless beauties and beauties make people feel weak in their hearts.

Lu Zhen suddenly realized that this was Fan Zhenglian’s wife, Mrs. Zhao.

She and Yin Zheng came forward and bowed to Mrs. Zhao in a formal manner: "The daughter of the people, Lu Zhuo, has met Madam."

 No one answered for a while.

Zhao was also sizing up Lu Zhuo.

 She had heard from her servants that the doctor at Renxin Medical Center was a woman, but when she first heard the news, Mrs. Zhao did not take it seriously.

There are not many women practicing medicine. Except for the medical women in the Imperial Academy of Medicine in the palace, most of the medical women in private medical clinics and apothecaries are those whose families are in distress and have no choice but to come out to make a living.

 Otherwise, what daughter of a good family would be willing to come out and serve others in a humble manner?

Ms. Zhao thought she would see a shabby, timid and poor woman, but she didn't know that was not the case. That's why Ms. Zhao was shocked when Lu Zhuo and Yin Zheng stood in front of her.

The pretty **** the left is holding a medical box in her hand. She is a helper at the medical center. She looks a bit smarter than her personal maid Cui'er.

 As for the one on the right...

 Zhao frowned.

This woman was much younger than she thought. She looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She was very beautiful, with a light body, and her black hair was braided into double braids and hung neatly on her chest. I don't know if the light green shirt and skirt she was wearing was made too wide, or because the woman herself was too slender, which made her look a little empty, making her face even more delicate and fragile.

 She did not wear any jewelry and hairpins, only some fresh jasmine was dotted in her hair. The fragrance of jasmine makes the girl more beautiful and elegant. Reminds people of that poem for no reason -

 Ice and snow form the womb of Rong Jade, and tenderness blends with each other by the locked window.

 When I wake up from a clear dream, I feel that the flowers are blooming on the beauty’s head.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 tuned

 “Are you the medical woman from Renxin Medical Center?” After a long time, Ms. Zhao spoke.

 “Yes, ma’am.”

 “Get up.”

 Lu Zong and Yin Zheng stood up.

Zhao stared at Lu Huo, her face a little ugly.

  She is accustomed to attaching great importance to appearance. She can allow women to be smarter than her, but is not happy to see women more beautiful than her.

This medical girl has a certain color, and a faint bookish look in her eyebrows. She looks weak and elegant. Standing in the flower hall, if you didn't know that she is a doctor, just by looking at it, some people would believe that she is a lady from a scholarly family. .

And her slender figure...

 It really makes people jealous.

Zhao suppressed the subtle jealousy in her heart and said coldly: "I heard that you want to see me."

Lu Zhu stretched out his hand, and Yin Zheng hurriedly handed over the medical box. Lu Zhu opened the medical box, took out three snow-white porcelain bottles, and handed them to Zhao's personal maid.

The maid showed the porcelain vase to Mrs. Zhao. On the porcelain vase, there were several petals of pomegranate flowers painted on pink paper, which was "Xianxian".

"The people from Madam's house came to buy herbal tea before, but the previous batch has been sold out. The folk girl has been improving the recipe recently. Before the effect of the recipe is verified, she dare not send it to Madam at will, so as not to hurt Madam's jade. body."

"Now Xianxian has improved the recipe, but it has delayed my wife's time, and the daughter of the people is very frightened, so she takes the initiative to come to the house to share her worries."

Zhao frowned: "Share my worries?"

Lu Zhen raised his head: "Madam asked someone to buy the medical clinic 'Xianxian', but for the sake of slimming down?"

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Zhao denied without thinking, "Why would I, Madam, use such medicinal tea of ​​unknown origin?"

 Lu Yan was silent.

Zhao's face looked a little ugly.

  She is extremely proud of her appearance, and is extremely sensitive about her figure. The words of the doctor in front of her are undoubtedly aimed at poking at her sore spot. How could Ms. Zhao have a good face to show this to her?

Before she could continue speaking, the person in front of her spoke warmly: "To be honest with you, Madam, although 'Xianxian' is quite famous in Shengjing and praised by everyone who has used it, in fact, in our Renxin Medical Center, the best Xianxian Thin body shape is not 'slim'."

Hearing this, Zhao was stunned and subconsciously asked: "What is that?"

"it is this."

While Lu Zhuo was speaking, he had already taken out a long cloth from the medical box.

 On the long cloth, the golden needles are clearly defined.

Zhao was confused: "What is this?"

“A folk girl has learned how to use golden needles to cross acupoints. My wife wants to slim down, so herbal tea is only for a short time, but ultimately treats the symptoms but not the inside. If supplemented with golden needles, the effect is twice the result with half the effort, and it can also nourish the skin, aromatize the body, and preserve youth.”

 "Concentrating on youth..." A trace of emotion flashed in Zhao's eyes.

Which woman in the world doesn’t want her youth to last forever, let alone the Zhao family who values ​​appearance as much as her life. She worries about the gain and loss of her husband every day, fearing that an unwary man will be seduced by those little goblins outside. Lu Chen's words hit her right in the heart.

 She looked at Lu Huan: "Are you telling the truth?"

 Lu Zhuo nodded: "I dare not deceive Madam."

Ms. Zhao snorted: "I wouldn't even dare to measure you."

She stared at Lu Zong's face and dress, unable to conceal her heartbeat. If what the medical woman said was true, if she could be as delicate and thin as this woman, wearing thin gauze clothes, wouldn't she be like a fairy? My master's distracted mind may soon be able to return to him again.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao smiled sweetly and said to Lu Yun: "In that case, I will give you this opportunity to give me the acupuncture. If it is really effective, I will reward you well. If you dare to lie to me... "

The smile on her face suddenly disappeared: "If you dare to deceive the wife of the judge of the trial court, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Lu Zong said respectfully: "People's daughters don't dare."

Seeing Lu Zhen's obedient appearance, Mrs. Zhao seemed to be very satisfied. Just as she was about to continue talking, a maid suddenly came from outside to report: "The master is back -"

Zhao's face was full of surprise. She didn't care about Lu Huan in the flower hall. She stood up and went out to greet him, saying, "Why are you back so early today?"

Lu Zhen and Yin Zheng were standing in the flower hall. They could only hear the footsteps of people walking outside. Along with Zhao's greetings, someone walked into the flower hall.

 Lu Zhuo raised his eyes and looked.

He is a middle-aged man in his early forties, maybe younger. This man wears a gauze hat, a round collar, and gold-stained soap boots. He moves with real majesty. He has thick eyebrows and straight eyes, a yellow beard, and his eyes are quite intimidating.

This man should have been a very dignified official, but he was short and bloated, making him look like a pot-bellied weasel in official uniform. Standing together with the people around you, you are like beauty and beast.

 Compared to Mr. Zhao, he looks more like someone who needs to take that medicinal tea.

The man saw Lu Huan in the hall and stopped in his steps: "This is..."

Lu Zong only glanced at it and then lowered his head.

 Fan Zhenglian.

This is the man who sent Lu Qian to jail and convicted him, the Qingtian Grand Master who was supported by the people, and the judge of the court, Fan Zhenglian.

 (End of this chapter)