Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The trade routes were almost at a standstill in winter, and there were few daily affairs in the business. Ji Shou was in charge of everything. He still had the cooperation account books with several companies to look at. Wangshu was lazy and took a nap with his two children. When he woke up, he took the children to watch Landie practice dancing.

Wangshu's daily wear mainly consisted of curved-hem, straight-hem and Hu clothing. The only difference from summer wear was the thickness. Such clothes made her look graceful and elegant with every step. She didn't often hold a doll in her arms, so a small area in the dance studio was fenced off. Two dolls in red jackets leaned on the fence to watch the beauty dance. Two wet nurses followed closely behind her, and Xiaolu was among them.

Wangshu was lying comfortably alone in the rocking chair outside, with an open account book, pen, paper and ink bowl at his side.

There were female disciples on duty at each of the four corners of the dance studio. Sometimes, seeing these ubiquitous "guards" was a headache and a burden, but since the man insisted on it, I just let him be.

There was a knock on the door. "Ma'am."

Tang Bo pushed aside the thick cotton curtain and poked his head in, looking sideways to avoid the indecently dressed dancers. "Several old nobles came to give us festival gifts, and the general's letter has arrived."

But Tang Bo came empty-handed, so it was probably a verbal message.

Xiaoqing put a mink coat on the person, and Wangshu followed Tang Bo slowly to the ear room. It was no secret that the hostess was not feeling well at the end of the month, and Tang Bo, who was particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, was very considerate and closed the small door.

"Madam, the general has arrived at the barracks. His right leg is injured and it is inconvenient for him to ride, but he is fine."

"How did you get hurt?"

The two sides did not fight. Wangshu pressed his fist against his chest and asked anxiously.

"During a cavalry drill, the general must have used inappropriate force when dismounting, causing persistent pain in his right ankle. The military doctor arranged for him to recuperate, traveling in a carriage and using crutches daily."

Phew! Wangshu was relieved and nodded, "Okay. Ask a few more doctors to come over and wait, those who specialize in bone injuries and fractures. We need to invite that old doctor Kang."

Dr. Kang, the pediatric expert?

"Yes, ma'am." Tang Bo didn't ask any more questions. "It's snowing today, ma'am, don't go out. I'll have someone report anything."

"Okay." Wangshu had only waited for the fat man at the door once. In order to keep her hair neat, she refused to wear a hat and her head was almost frozen. Although she had just wanted to go to the door to pick up the man, forget it, don't let her period freeze her head.

“How many people froze to death?”

People always freeze to death every winter. This year, winter came late, but heavy snowstorms came one after another. The army was clearing snow on the main roads inside and outside the city, and accidents of people being buried in the snow wall were inevitable, not to mention the tragedy of people freezing to death in the streets due to the collapse of toilets.

Wangshu and Zhangsan discussed the idea of ​​sending the army to clear snow in and around the city as a training exercise. Those whose houses were in danger and who were homeless on the streets were taken to the firewood yard to chop firewood or stay.

"Ma'am, fortunately, the measures were taken properly, and there were few casualties. Most of them were elderly people who couldn't survive the winter."

Wangshu, who was not old, also turned pale at the sight of winter. "That's good. Take care of yourself."

"Hey, Madam, don't worry, Old Tang is in good health!"

The master and servant returned to the dance studio. Lan Die just stopped dancing and knelt on the carpet to rest. Wangshu liked to look at the dancer's figure and skin. Whenever he came to see her, Lan Die would only wear an extremely tight and thin short silk suspender top and silk pants, generously revealing a large area of ​​skin on her shoulders and neck and her slim waist, and dance gracefully.

At this time, Lan Die saw someone coming back and immediately stood up and prepared to dance the Peach Offering Dance.

If you tell me how it was presented, Xiaoqing, who was watching with me, would blush. You have to know that it was a solo performance, and where did the peaches come from in the middle of winter? These peaches are not those peaches.

"Madam, let the baby go back."

Young Master and Young Miss have seen too many of those peaches! They easily cause stye!

Wangshu supported herself with her hands and watched. It was nothing more than an erotic dance performed by a woman in cool and seductive clothes with a charming and alluring figure. She herself enjoyed watching it very much, and the child naturally watched it with gusto. He would lie down in front of the fence, staring intently, and every day as he walked towards the dance studio, he would hum and nod incessantly.

After the dance, the baby imitated Wangshu and clapped his hands to encourage others.

"Nurse, take the baby back."

Xiaosan and Xiaosi were so reluctant to leave that they looked back every few moments. Only then did Xiaoqing's ears and eyes, which were following them, finally relax completely.

Wangshu felt a little bloated, but he still told Landie that he wanted to watch the ribbon dance similar to the modern flying fairy next time.

"... I'm chewing on a flower, but fresh flowers are hard to come by this season... How about asking the embroidery workshop to knit a few for me?"

Xiaoqing had sharp ears. She heard some noisy footsteps outside, so the junior sister in the corner immediately went to the door curtain to check and mouthed the noise.

Xiaoqing lowered her head and said, "Madam, it must be the general who has returned."

So fast?! Wangshu looked up, took the offered hand, stood up and walked out, leaving behind a sentence, "Teacher Lan, thank you for your hard work."

Landie quickly got dressed and packed up.

Xiaoqing helped the person around the corridor pillar, and the man with the cane took the lead and appeared on the corridor pavilion.

The general, with a cane in his right hand and a helmet in his left, had neatly arranged pigtails, stern brows, a sharp jawline, and a light robe, soft armor, and high boots on one foot. He looked over at the sound, and his brows softened. "Shu Shu."

Wangshu paused and looked at the man walking towards him with a cane. His right ankle was wrapped in a clean white cloth. His cold white skin looked pale and it was hard to tell if he was a bit bloody. He looked a little thinner - he always loses weight every time he leaves home, which is normal.

Reassured, Qin Xiuyuan wanted to take the helmet from the person. He smiled slightly and handed it to Xiaoqing. He then put his arm around the woman whose mouth and nose were covered by the mink fur coat and said softly, "Hurry back to the room."

"It's so cold this year!" The voice was vague.

"Why don't you put on more clothes? Aren't your legs and feet cold?"

"I wore two pairs of socks, but it was okay."

"How's the doll?"

"It's fine! Let the doctor take a look at your foot later."

"Okay. It's just a bruise. I need to heal it."

The master with a cane half-hugged the pretty mistress and walked ahead at a slow pace, talking softly. The maids and servants behind him listened and followed with joy.

The first thing Xiaoqing did when she returned to the room was to help the person change the cotton pad. After tidying it up, the general, who had taken off his armor and boots, leaned back in the armchair and took off his large mink fur coat. Under the curved skirt, the woman's figure was as slender as a hook. "The next day?"

Wangshu nodded, looking at his right foot, which was wrapped like a pig's trotter, and said, "Let's go to the main hall and see the doctor."

"Xiaoqing, get out."

Xiaoqing obeyed the order and ran away.

Wangshu approached, meeting the man's gaze. "Your legs are broken, yet you're still so worried!"

Qin Xiuyuan smiled maliciously and held the person on his left leg. "So what if the leg is broken! The most important thing is that it's not broken!"

He rubbed the man's belly and sighed, "I had planned to come back a few days earlier, but my leg delayed me! I came back in a carriage."

Wangshu snorted, "Broken bones?"

"I twisted my leg when I got off my horse and I think my bone was broken."

It was uncomfortable to push against his clothes, so Wangshu held down his anxious hand and said, "Go see a doctor first!"

Qin Xiuyuan nodded and leaned on the man's shoulder. "Loosen your belt. Your waist is too thin and the rest of it is too big. It's too tempting."

Wangshu: …She’s dressed normally, okay?! It’s just her period and she’s bloating, she doesn’t want to be too flashy!

"No one is allowed to wear nice clothes!"

Qin Xiuyuan felt that he had gone too far with this coquettish remark. He thought that women could wear whatever they wanted. "You wear it, you wear it, I will just endure it."

"good-looking."

Those who bury their heads in peace make very objective supplements.