After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Jin Yunting glanced to the side, and the quiet, ordinary, invisible servant hurried forward and handed him a prescription.

Fang Nanzhi took it, took a look at it and raised his eyebrows.

This prescription was definitely written by a doctor with extremely high medical skills.

Maybe it's the imperial physician?

Anyway, with her ability, she couldn't think of a better recipe.

"This prescription is excellent. Master Jin can use it for a few more days and the lesions can be cured." The little girl spoke the truth.

The shopkeeper also glanced at the paper. None of the doctors in Jishidiang could prescribe this prescription.

If you want better, you may have to ask Mr. Zhou.

So, why did Young Master Jin come to Jishiditang?

Jin Yunting's eyes moved slightly, and he withdrew his arm: "I heard that Doctor Fang Xiao knows acupuncture?"

Fang Nanzhi raised his eyebrows and looked down at Fang Zi.

"Well, with acupuncture, the medicine will be more effective."

Jin Yunting smiled gently and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Doctor Fang."

There are many doctors in Jishidiang who know acupuncture, and the best among them is Doctor Lu.

She didn't believe that Jin Yunting didn't know, and didn't say much. Since the patient asked for it, why should she hesitate?

The shopkeeper arranged a room for him, and Fang Nanzhi went in after washing his hands.

The shopkeeper was still worried, so he followed along. Although the little girl had given acupuncture to people before, she had been watched over by Old Zhou before.

Jin Yunting had taken off his clothes. His skin was very white and his body was very thin, almost with only bones left.

Fang Nanzhi watched and was very cautious when giving acupuncture, fearing that he would insert the needle in the wrong spot.

But the shopkeeper saw that the little girl was very steady and her acupuncture was more skillful than many doctors. She was worthy of being Master Zhou's disciple.

By the time she finished the acupuncture, half an hour had passed.

The servant helped Jin Yunting put on his clothes, agreed on the time for acupuncture tomorrow, and then the master and servant left.

Fang Nanzhi was a little confused. Is that the end of it?

Young Master Jin obviously has something up his sleeve, why doesn't he say it?

She scratched her head and thought, "Never mind, if the enemy comes, we will fight him with our own army. If the water comes, we will block it with earth."

"Zhizhi, this guest is not simple. He is from the capital. You can talk to Mr. Zhou." The shopkeeper stood behind her and said while stroking his beard.

"Well, his disease is very rare. I will discuss it with my master." Fang Nanzhi nodded his head.

The shopkeeper was silent, looked down at the little girl who was pretending to be stupid, and walked away with a smile.

They are all smart people, so there is no need for him to give them any advice.

In the next few days, Jin Yunting came for acupuncture every day and never expressed any other intentions.

Fang Nanzhi also felt relieved and no longer cared about anything else.

She and Mr. Zhou had discussed that the damage to Jin Yunting's internal organs would definitely affect his lifespan. As for how much of an impact it would have, it would depend on how he was treated.

So the master gave her a thick book containing recipes for medicinal diet for health care.

Fang Nanzhi was both headache and excited and took the opportunity to study medicine and studies.

Her father was similar. She and Qian Fengping would study that book at night and ask questions, oh, ask her daughter and son.

I have to tell my second child about it during the day.

In addition, Qin Yan copied a copy of "Thousand Character Classic" and "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" for Erwa and the others to learn.

Erwa and his friends never imagined that they could not go to school and study when they were young because of poverty, but now they were old, their brother Tongzi made up for it.

The rough guys were very happy when they first touched the books, but happiness was always short-lived.

It is really painful to learn to read. I learn ten words and forget five of them the next day.

You also have to do arithmetic. Even if you add up all your fingers and toes, they are not enough to count. You always have to borrow from others.

Studying is really difficult. The only reason Erwa and his friends can persist is because of Fang Tong Dabing’s good drawing skills.

What does it mean that when he comes to the provincial capital today, he has houses, land and properties? When he goes to the capital in the future, his children will all become officials, and he will need trusted people to manage the family business.

By then, there will be no uneducated people among the people. What will you do if you are illiterate and cannot count and get cheated?

If I can't find a wife in Mushan Village, there must be hope in the capital, right? There's no suitable person in the capital, and the girls in the capital are so beautiful, right?

Erwa and Goudan were excited at the thought of marrying a wife from the prefecture or the capital.

In the past, they would not even dare to think about this, but now they have hope if they follow Brother Tongzi's footsteps.

The days pass by in a flash in the busyness.

With Fang Nanzhi's cute behavior and the temptation of delicious food, they finally persuaded Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zheng to give her a day off.

She went out excitedly early in the morning. When Fang Tong saw her, he reminded her: "If you can hunt a rabbit, bring it back. Dad will roast it for you."

Qian Fengping tried to hold back her laughter.

Qin Yan held his forehead and said, "Dad just loves to tease children. Zhizhi has such small arms and legs, and has never touched a bow and arrow. Do you really expect her to hunt?"

"Well, don't worry, Dad. Do you want the silly roe deer?" Fang Nanzhi was full of confidence and patted his chest to make the promise.

"If you want, I can cook any meat for you, and it will be delicious!" Fang Tong replied seriously.

The father and daughter went out bragging.

Arrived at Zhou’s house.

Fang Tong waved goodbye to his daughter and left without any regrets.

The little girl ran into the yard, very excited.

Not far away, in the corner, Su Qingya lifted the car curtain and happened to see this scene, and tugged at her handkerchief.

In the past ten days, she came every day, but only went in two or three times, and each time she was interrogated layer by layer.

After entering, she could only see Zhou Zijing, who only asked her some questions about waterwheel construction, most of which she couldn't answer, so she could only gloss over them.

She was very worried that Zhou Zijing would notice something, and even more anxious about not being able to see the prince.

But why can Fang Nanzhi come and go as she pleases?

This little bastard is so lucky to have a good master.

But what's the point of studying medicine? In ancient times, if a woman wanted to be noble, she had to marry well.

After calming down, she was about to get off the car and asked the maid to report.

The maid took the order and left, and came back after a while, saying that the Zhou family would not see any guests today because the owner of the house was not at home.

Su Qingya: ...

If she hadn't seen Fang Nanzhi go in, she would have believed it.

But the other party has closed the door to visitors, what can she do?

"Miss, do you want to go back home? I'm afraid it's very busy here..." the maid reminded cautiously.

Su Qingya's face really darkened.

Two days ago, unable to bear the rumors and the crying of the old couple of the Fang family, she had no choice but to take Fang Jin to the other courtyard to recuperate.

This villa belongs to Brother Qingyao.

Fang Jin has been restless since he moved in, and today is even more so. A group of scholars came to visit him, ostensibly to see him sick, but actually wanted to establish some relationship with Prince Ning.

Although the prince was imprisoned, as long as the power behind him remains intact, imprisonment is just a formality.

Besides, isn’t the future Crown Prince’s Consort—Su Qingya here?

Giving some rouge, powder, gold and silver jewelry to the Crown Prince's wife will always win her favor.

Su Qingya enjoyed their flattering attitude, but she didn't dare to accept any of them.

Brother Qingyao is still in jail, and it is time for him to keep a low profile. If she keeps collecting things, I am afraid Brother Qingyao will never be able to get out.

Not only could she not accept it, she also had to warn the Fang family.

She sent guards to keep an eye on the Fang family.

"Let's go to the government office." Su Qingya gritted her teeth, not wanting to go back to see that troublesome family.