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

Zhou Luze had never expected that his little sister-in-law actually had some abilities: "Indeed, she often even wakes up in the middle of the night due to thirst."

Fang Nanzhi continued to nod, "That's right. Most people have bad breath because they don't eat well and have stomach problems. But you have it the other way around. It's because you stayed up late and worked hard, which damaged your stomach yin. This is why you have stomach discomfort and a weak spleen and stomach. When your spleen is weak, even if you eat normally, food will stagnate in your stomach and intestines, producing foul air, which will be accompanied by belching."

"I just felt your bloated abdomen, and that's why it goes up into your mouth and causes bad breath. Your stools should also be sour and smelly these past few days, but you haven't noticed it yourself, right?"

I haven't really noticed this.

The couple present shook their heads.

This disease is actually not difficult, it’s just a little strange.

After listening to her, Censor Zhou nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, when his father came back last night, this minor problem could have been cured naturally, but he stopped it and wanted to let his junior sister take a look, and his father did not object.

In fact, Mr. Zhou had great confidence in his young disciple and was dissatisfied with his son's doubts, but after thinking about it, he realized that his young disciple would inevitably face similar temptations in the future, so he simply let him go.

Fang Nanzhi looked at Zhou Yushi with a smile at this time: "I see that Senior Brother didn't prepare any writing materials, so I guess I don't need to write this prescription?"

Zhou Yushi was stunned for a moment, then realized that his junior sister seemed to have seen through it, and laughed: "No need, no need, since you know the problem, I won't bother you with the rest of the matter."

If it were an ordinary patient, Fang Nanzhi would naturally be responsible for the diagnosis. But with her master present, and the treatment being deliberate, Fang Nanzhi said nothing. She simply said goodbye to Zhou Lize and his wife and returned to the front hall with her senior brother.

On the way back, Censor Zhou walked much slower. With his hands behind his back, he suddenly asked, "Junior sister, you are literate and have excellent medical skills, but your ambition is not to work in the Imperial Hospital. It's a pity."

Fang Nanzhi, who was originally looking at the scenery, smiled lightly and looked at him with bright eyes, as if there was a hint of surprise and understanding.

"If the Imperial Hospital is so good, why did Senior Brother Zhou give up medicine to pursue literature and become an Imperial Censor?"

Upon hearing this, Censor Zhou did not just smile but narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of majesty and a sense of oppression in his eyes.

But Fang Nanzhi just looked at him with bright eyes, as if she could see through his heart, and she did not retreat.

After a long while, he looked away and sighed, "Alas, being an imperial censor is no easier than treating patients. Although there are no rules, doctors are looked down upon, and their descendants cannot take the imperial examinations. The only reason I was able to participate in the imperial examinations was entirely because of my father's meritorious service, which earned us the Zhou family this opportunity."

Only after he said this did he see a hint of surprise in Fang Nanzhi's eyes.

"Otherwise, how come, among all the imperial physicians, my family is the only one to have produced an imperial censor like me?"

Fang Nanzhi certainly didn't understand the ways of the officialdom. It was the first time she knew of such a saying.

After saying this, they did not continue the topic. Instead, they chatted tacitly about the courtyard scenery and other trivial matters.

The Zhou family lacks someone who has a say in the Imperial Medical Bureau, but Censor Zhou doesn't want to force anything. Everyone has his own path to follow, just like his father became an imperial physician and he became a censor.

They made different choices, but no one can say whose path is easier. Perhaps his junior sister will take a different path in the future.

After returning to the front hall, Mr. Zhou did not ask them what happened. The family stayed until the evening before leaving.

Mr. Zhou only gave Fang Nanzhi a few instructions before leaving.

“For the upcoming turmoil, don’t forget your original intention.”

He knew that Fang Nanzhi was most curious about the Crown Prince, but he remained tight-lipped, clearly unwilling to say a word. Otherwise, they would have had countless opportunities to talk about it today.

Fang Nanzhi naturally would not force his master. If he was unwilling to say it, there must be a reason why he was unwilling to say it.

Seeing that she was finally calmer, Mr. Zhou was very satisfied. He took out an envelope and handed it to Fang Nanzhi.

"this is for you."

Fang Nanzhi took it, a little unsure of what was inside: "Can I see it now?"

Only after Mr. Zhou nodded did she take it out. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the indenture between Anmei and Yuan Bo.

"They are already waiting for you at the door. They will follow you directly back to the General's Mansion."

This means giving Anmei and Yuanbo to her.

This was probably the most unexpected thing for Fang Nanzhi today.

"Thank you, Master!"

It was getting late, and Old Zhou didn't want to keep her any longer, so he waved his hand and signaled her to go back early. Fang Nanzhi put away the indenture, turned around and went out, and sure enough, she saw Anmei and Yuan Bo beside the carriage.

After they all got in the car, the two of them followed suit.

On the way home, she told her family what Mr. Zhou had just reminded her of. Fang Tong shook her head and sighed.

"It seems that this reputation is also a double-edged sword, otherwise, General Meng and Elder Zhou would not have given such a warning."

Fang Nanzhi held his chin, remembering what his senior brother had said to him today, and sighed along with his father: "The people in the capital are really complicated. Not to mention people I don't know, even people I know seem to suddenly become strangers."

She seemed to have said something very profound unintentionally, causing the carriage to fall into silence again.

After returning home, before everyone had time to go back to their rooms, Butler Yao appeared, followed by a respectful man. It was the agent he brought with him. He said he had brought a lot of people and asked Qian Fengping to choose servants.

Fang Tong and his daughter suddenly became energetic again.

"Then hurry up and bring them here. It's getting late. We can go back early after we finish picking!"

After hearing the order, the broker hurried down. Qian Fengping turned around and looked at the father and daughter, whose faces showed that they wanted to join in the fun, and shook her head helplessly.

Soon, the broker called over all the maids he had brought with him, exactly ten in number.

Qian Fengping was very surprised when she saw it. She had seen many women sold to be maids before. Most of them were thin and small, with tattered clothes, and they kept their heads down and shrank timidly.

The ten maids in front of him, although some of them were thin, were all dressed neatly. Although they were not particularly good-looking, they were all well-proportioned and almost none of them were ugly.

And they all stood upright, looking straight ahead.

This broker was very perceptive and took the initiative to come forward and explain the situation.

"Master and Madam, eight of these ten maids have never been servants before, but we have already trained them well, so you can rest assured."

He pointed at the two closest to him and said, "These two used to be maids. One was sold because her master exiled her. This one was sold because she accidentally broke something while working and angered her master."