Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]
Chapter 4 Gu Lin
Chun'er gave Ah Qing a contemptuous look, and said angrily, "Yes." She saluted Yi Ziqian and went to find someone to clean up the house.
Seeing her walking away, Yi Ziqian said to Ah Qing, "Chun'er is still young and ignorant, it will be fine once you get acquainted with her."
He glanced at Ah Qing's blood-oozing clothes again, thinking that this person was arrogant and unwilling to snort, but in fact he had suffered serious injuries, so he said, "Wait outside the house first."
Yi Ziqian entered the room, and took out a bottle of wound medicine in a blue porcelain bottle from the wooden shelf cabinet.
He took the medicine bottle, opened the door, handed it to Ah Qing, and said, "This is medicine for wounds. It can be used twice a day, morning and night, for whiplash and face wounds. Be sure to remember to apply the medicine, so that you don't get sick." The sore is inflamed."
Ah Qing held the medicine bottle, and the temperature of the young man's hand remained on the bottle. She didn't know how to express her thanks, and nodded silently.
Seeing a large stain on Yi Ziqian's skirt, he considered what to call him, and said, "Mr. Lang, your clothes..."
Yi Ziqian looked down, and said gently, "It's okay, just wash it and it will be fine."
Chun'er came back at this time and said: "Mr. Lang, the room has been tidied up."
Yi Ziqian said: "Then I will trouble Chun'er to show Ah Qing the way."
Chun'er heard that Yi Ziqian was coaxing her, so she couldn't help but turn a cold face to Ah Qing, and said, "Come with me."
Ah Qing glanced at Yi Ziqian and followed Chun'er.
Walking through the corridor and crossing the path, Chun'er stopped at a remote hut in the courtyard with a lamp, and pushed open the wooden door. Although the room is small and simple, it is also clean and tidy.
Chun'er didn't look at him directly, and said: "Mr. is kind, as a slave, you will definitely not let you live in a stable and pig's house. You can learn about the favor and take good care of my husband. The hot water is inside. Clean it up yourself."
After speaking, he turned his head and closed the door and left.
What the little girl said is true, slaves have no status in the Xia Kingdom, they are no different than domestic animals, and the master can dispose of them as he pleases.When he was in Tiejiang Li's house, he lived and ate with his vicious dog.
After taking off her rags, she stepped into the steaming wooden barrel. When the wound touched the hot water, it felt like ants biting and numb. Ah Qing frowned and endured it.
Avoid the whiplash, scrub the hair stains on your body until the clear water is also a bucket of black water.
He stood up in the cold water, and there were prepared clothes beside him, so he dried them and put them on.Pull out the cork of the blue porcelain bottle and smell a bitter medicinal smell.
He poured the bottle of traditional Chinese medicine powder on the wound on his body. At first, he felt unbearable pain like a needle prick. After he bit his lip to relieve the pain, he felt a cool feeling, and the wound didn't feel so painful anymore.
Ah Qing thought to herself, the medicine given by Mr. Xiao Lang is quite good.
In the battle of Xuan Gourd, he stumbled and fell off the cliff, and was rescued by a hunter family at the foot of the mountain.Unexpectedly, before the injury healed, he was resold by that family to a slave trader.
His hands and feet were all shackled, and he was not allowed to escape.
As a last resort, he revealed his identity to the slave trader, but was ridiculed by the slave trader, spat on his face, and said: "The second prince of Yaoguo, he was born handsome, look at you, that scary face The ugly appearance of a dead person, don't make some fucking ideas."
His face, is it really that scary?
Recalling that time, when the nomadic tribes who invaded Yaoguo came home victoriously, when they returned to Beijing for pilgrimage, countless people came out of the city.
The sun was shining, the grass was growing and the warbler was flying. He was riding a horse with an iron armor and black mane. The people on both sides of the road cheered and cheered, and shouted: "Second Highness, Second Highness!" The condensed voice went straight to the sky.
Girls in the capital wore wisteria flowers on their heads and sprinkled flower petals in baskets on him, smiling with admiration in their eyes.
A girl with bright eyes and bright teeth rushed out of the crowd with flowers in her hands. She was a little nervous and said, "Your Highness, you are so handsome. I specially picked the flowers early in the morning. You are willing to accept them."
He did not refuse, glanced at the shy girl, and took the flowers.
There was a bronze mirror in front of the stage. He lifted his wet hair and looked at the face of the person in the mirror, but he could no longer calm down. He tremblingly touched the half of the destroyed face, and the room was dead silent.
This face can no longer be called a face, it looks like a ghost, it is not meritorious, but ugly.
If he returned to the country with this face, the people would still praise him loudly, and would the girls in the city still sprinkle flower petals on him?
I want to come to that little gentleman, touch with warm fingers, but the slave trader curses in his ears: "Negative thing."
He suddenly pressed the bronze mirror down on the table, and said bitterly: "The word ugly is still flattering me..."
Here, Yi Ziqian's candle light is weak, and he is about to go to sleep.
Chun'er made the bed, put down the curtains, and said, "Mr., the bed is made."
Yi Ziqian undressed and took off his belt, ready to close his clothes and rest, but Chun'er still looked sad, hesitantly said: "Mr. Lang, I still feel that something is wrong."
Yi Ziqian raised his eyes and asked, "Is it because of Ah Qing?"
Chun'er said bluntly: "That slave doesn't look like an honest person. You bought him and you still want to keep him in the mansion. He is a foreigner after all. If he has any ill intentions towards you, it's really worthless."
He purposely joked: "Is Chun'er a taster, afraid that a newcomer will come and steal your favor in front of me?"
Chun'er said: "Lang Jun! Listen to me, let him go out and let him fend for himself."
Since Yi Ziqian rescued someone, how could he ignore it and throw him out of the mansion, this has never been his style.What's more, Ah Qing's face was disfigured, and I'm afraid he will be treated unfairly, and maybe he will find his own death. He doesn't want someone to follow his friend's old ways.
So he said: "Okay, okay, since I put him down, there is no reason to drive others away. Who can endure the pain of whipping without making a sound? I can listen to it outside the blacksmith shop." In a while. This person must be a hero who refuses to give in, and I don't want such a person to be humiliated by a blacksmith."
Chun'er said anxiously: "But, but, these are just my husband's guess..."
Seeing that she was still arguing endlessly, Yi Ziqian could only pretend to be sick, and said: "Oh, my head hurts so badly, Chun'er silenced, it's going to make me lie down."
Seeing him like this, Chun'er bit her lip and stomped her feet.
Yi Ziqian lay down and warned again: "By the way, don't tell others about Ah Qing's slave status."
The low status of a slave is not worthy of entering a noble family's mansion, and it is even more impossible to be a servant of a noble family. If others find out, not only will Ah Qing's life be difficult, but he will also get himself into trouble.
Chun'er pursed her lips, and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Lang, Chun'er will definitely not reveal his slave status."
Bite hard on purpose, definitely not three words, blew out the candle, and gently closed the door.
Yi Ziqian laughed, and said, "This girl..."
In the early morning of the next day, a handsome doctor in his early twenties, wearing a white robe and carrying a sandalwood medicine box, knocked on the door of Yi's house.
He came here today to feel the pulse of Mr. Yi's Sirang once a month.
Seeing that it was a doctor, the servant welcomed him in respectfully and brought him to the courtyard of Yi Ziqian's residence.
When the doctor walked into the bright room, Yi Ziqian was sitting at the table with dishes, ready to move his chopsticks.Seeing him, he immediately put down his chopsticks and said, "Gu Lin, you're here."
The doctor's name is Shen Gulin, a doctor from a medical clinic in Minzhou. He unloaded the medicine box and handed it to Chun'er, saying: "Early in the morning, a child in the Xicun family got a fever. I went to ask a doctor, so I was delayed."
Yi Ziqian said: "It's okay, you came just in time, and have lunch with me. Chun'er, go prepare the bowls and chopsticks for Dr. Shen."
Chun'er said: "Yes."
Then he took the bowls and chopsticks from the back kitchen and put them in front of Shen Gulin.
After Shen Gulin took his seat, Yi Ziqian was about to move his chopsticks, but he said, "Wait, put down the chopsticks."
Yi Ziqian was taken aback for a moment, seeing him staring straight at a plate of dishes, he had no choice but to put down his chopsticks.
Using chopsticks, Shen Gulin picked out a shiny, red-skinned chili pepper from the plate of shredded potatoes. With a sullen face, he turned his head and asked Yi Ziqian, "What's going on here?"
Yi Ziqian was speechless when he saw the "criminal evidence" in his hands.
Seeing this, Chun'er defended Yi Ziqian: "Doctor Shen, my husband loves spicy food the most. It's not like you don't know that it's rare to eat spicy food a few times a month. You can understand."
Shen Gulin said: "Nonsense, chili hurts your stomach, not to mention you are not in good health, you can't eat these, you should eat porridge with vegetables, next time you can't control your mouth, I will prescribe more bitter medicine to occupy your tongue. "
Doctors don't like patients who don't care about their own bodies. Seeing that Shen Gulin was a little angry, Yi Ziqian could only apologize and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I promise, I will only eat light food from now on."
Shen Gulin said in a deep voice: "I don't believe it, your words are all tricks to coax children. Chun'er, you must not be soft-hearted towards your husband, if you don't want him to get some diseases for no reason, you must control his diet , mainly light."
Seeing Yi Ziqian hinting at her, Chun'er agreed, "Chun'er must control it."
Shen Gulin nodded in satisfaction and picked up the chopsticks.
Seeing him move his chopsticks, Yi Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief and started to eat his lunch. As for the plate of hot and sour potato shreds, he dared not move in front of Shen Gulin anyway.
After the meal, the servants withdrew their seats, and the two sat on chairs at one side of the main hall. Shen Gulin took out a pulse pillow to feel his pulse, and after listening to the pulse, he said, "It's done."
Yi Ziqian took his hand away and said, "How?"
Shen Gulin said straightforwardly: "Your body is not clear, it's still not the same as usual, the meridians are shallow and thin, and the beating sound is weak. The symptoms of wind and cold are better, do you still have cough and dizziness recently?"
Yi Ziqian said: "No, it's probably the beginning of spring, and you need to be healthy."
Shen Gulin put the pulse pillow into the medicine box, and said: "Kang Jian can't be called healthy, he is very weak. But I still think my life is long, so I don't cherish it."
Yi Ziqian saw that he was going to make a fuss about lunch again, so he quickly admitted his mistake and said, "Gu Lin, I will definitely ban spicy food, let's not make an example."
Shen Gulin twitched the corners of his mouth, and said: "Okay, I don't know you yet, you are a person who is addicted to spicy food. I vaguely remember someone who passed out after eating spicy food in Shengju building."
That was what happened not long after Yi Ziqian wore it, and he didn't know how fragile this body was.
He is a Sichuanese, so he can't afford to eat vegetarian meals all day long.
One day, without telling Chun'er, I sneaked out and went to the famous restaurant in this area, Shengjulou, and ordered spicy chicken, boiled beef, Sichuan spicy cucumber, and Dengying beef, all with red pepper and spicy oil. dishes.
Seeing her walking away, Yi Ziqian said to Ah Qing, "Chun'er is still young and ignorant, it will be fine once you get acquainted with her."
He glanced at Ah Qing's blood-oozing clothes again, thinking that this person was arrogant and unwilling to snort, but in fact he had suffered serious injuries, so he said, "Wait outside the house first."
Yi Ziqian entered the room, and took out a bottle of wound medicine in a blue porcelain bottle from the wooden shelf cabinet.
He took the medicine bottle, opened the door, handed it to Ah Qing, and said, "This is medicine for wounds. It can be used twice a day, morning and night, for whiplash and face wounds. Be sure to remember to apply the medicine, so that you don't get sick." The sore is inflamed."
Ah Qing held the medicine bottle, and the temperature of the young man's hand remained on the bottle. She didn't know how to express her thanks, and nodded silently.
Seeing a large stain on Yi Ziqian's skirt, he considered what to call him, and said, "Mr. Lang, your clothes..."
Yi Ziqian looked down, and said gently, "It's okay, just wash it and it will be fine."
Chun'er came back at this time and said: "Mr. Lang, the room has been tidied up."
Yi Ziqian said: "Then I will trouble Chun'er to show Ah Qing the way."
Chun'er heard that Yi Ziqian was coaxing her, so she couldn't help but turn a cold face to Ah Qing, and said, "Come with me."
Ah Qing glanced at Yi Ziqian and followed Chun'er.
Walking through the corridor and crossing the path, Chun'er stopped at a remote hut in the courtyard with a lamp, and pushed open the wooden door. Although the room is small and simple, it is also clean and tidy.
Chun'er didn't look at him directly, and said: "Mr. is kind, as a slave, you will definitely not let you live in a stable and pig's house. You can learn about the favor and take good care of my husband. The hot water is inside. Clean it up yourself."
After speaking, he turned his head and closed the door and left.
What the little girl said is true, slaves have no status in the Xia Kingdom, they are no different than domestic animals, and the master can dispose of them as he pleases.When he was in Tiejiang Li's house, he lived and ate with his vicious dog.
After taking off her rags, she stepped into the steaming wooden barrel. When the wound touched the hot water, it felt like ants biting and numb. Ah Qing frowned and endured it.
Avoid the whiplash, scrub the hair stains on your body until the clear water is also a bucket of black water.
He stood up in the cold water, and there were prepared clothes beside him, so he dried them and put them on.Pull out the cork of the blue porcelain bottle and smell a bitter medicinal smell.
He poured the bottle of traditional Chinese medicine powder on the wound on his body. At first, he felt unbearable pain like a needle prick. After he bit his lip to relieve the pain, he felt a cool feeling, and the wound didn't feel so painful anymore.
Ah Qing thought to herself, the medicine given by Mr. Xiao Lang is quite good.
In the battle of Xuan Gourd, he stumbled and fell off the cliff, and was rescued by a hunter family at the foot of the mountain.Unexpectedly, before the injury healed, he was resold by that family to a slave trader.
His hands and feet were all shackled, and he was not allowed to escape.
As a last resort, he revealed his identity to the slave trader, but was ridiculed by the slave trader, spat on his face, and said: "The second prince of Yaoguo, he was born handsome, look at you, that scary face The ugly appearance of a dead person, don't make some fucking ideas."
His face, is it really that scary?
Recalling that time, when the nomadic tribes who invaded Yaoguo came home victoriously, when they returned to Beijing for pilgrimage, countless people came out of the city.
The sun was shining, the grass was growing and the warbler was flying. He was riding a horse with an iron armor and black mane. The people on both sides of the road cheered and cheered, and shouted: "Second Highness, Second Highness!" The condensed voice went straight to the sky.
Girls in the capital wore wisteria flowers on their heads and sprinkled flower petals in baskets on him, smiling with admiration in their eyes.
A girl with bright eyes and bright teeth rushed out of the crowd with flowers in her hands. She was a little nervous and said, "Your Highness, you are so handsome. I specially picked the flowers early in the morning. You are willing to accept them."
He did not refuse, glanced at the shy girl, and took the flowers.
There was a bronze mirror in front of the stage. He lifted his wet hair and looked at the face of the person in the mirror, but he could no longer calm down. He tremblingly touched the half of the destroyed face, and the room was dead silent.
This face can no longer be called a face, it looks like a ghost, it is not meritorious, but ugly.
If he returned to the country with this face, the people would still praise him loudly, and would the girls in the city still sprinkle flower petals on him?
I want to come to that little gentleman, touch with warm fingers, but the slave trader curses in his ears: "Negative thing."
He suddenly pressed the bronze mirror down on the table, and said bitterly: "The word ugly is still flattering me..."
Here, Yi Ziqian's candle light is weak, and he is about to go to sleep.
Chun'er made the bed, put down the curtains, and said, "Mr., the bed is made."
Yi Ziqian undressed and took off his belt, ready to close his clothes and rest, but Chun'er still looked sad, hesitantly said: "Mr. Lang, I still feel that something is wrong."
Yi Ziqian raised his eyes and asked, "Is it because of Ah Qing?"
Chun'er said bluntly: "That slave doesn't look like an honest person. You bought him and you still want to keep him in the mansion. He is a foreigner after all. If he has any ill intentions towards you, it's really worthless."
He purposely joked: "Is Chun'er a taster, afraid that a newcomer will come and steal your favor in front of me?"
Chun'er said: "Lang Jun! Listen to me, let him go out and let him fend for himself."
Since Yi Ziqian rescued someone, how could he ignore it and throw him out of the mansion, this has never been his style.What's more, Ah Qing's face was disfigured, and I'm afraid he will be treated unfairly, and maybe he will find his own death. He doesn't want someone to follow his friend's old ways.
So he said: "Okay, okay, since I put him down, there is no reason to drive others away. Who can endure the pain of whipping without making a sound? I can listen to it outside the blacksmith shop." In a while. This person must be a hero who refuses to give in, and I don't want such a person to be humiliated by a blacksmith."
Chun'er said anxiously: "But, but, these are just my husband's guess..."
Seeing that she was still arguing endlessly, Yi Ziqian could only pretend to be sick, and said: "Oh, my head hurts so badly, Chun'er silenced, it's going to make me lie down."
Seeing him like this, Chun'er bit her lip and stomped her feet.
Yi Ziqian lay down and warned again: "By the way, don't tell others about Ah Qing's slave status."
The low status of a slave is not worthy of entering a noble family's mansion, and it is even more impossible to be a servant of a noble family. If others find out, not only will Ah Qing's life be difficult, but he will also get himself into trouble.
Chun'er pursed her lips, and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Lang, Chun'er will definitely not reveal his slave status."
Bite hard on purpose, definitely not three words, blew out the candle, and gently closed the door.
Yi Ziqian laughed, and said, "This girl..."
In the early morning of the next day, a handsome doctor in his early twenties, wearing a white robe and carrying a sandalwood medicine box, knocked on the door of Yi's house.
He came here today to feel the pulse of Mr. Yi's Sirang once a month.
Seeing that it was a doctor, the servant welcomed him in respectfully and brought him to the courtyard of Yi Ziqian's residence.
When the doctor walked into the bright room, Yi Ziqian was sitting at the table with dishes, ready to move his chopsticks.Seeing him, he immediately put down his chopsticks and said, "Gu Lin, you're here."
The doctor's name is Shen Gulin, a doctor from a medical clinic in Minzhou. He unloaded the medicine box and handed it to Chun'er, saying: "Early in the morning, a child in the Xicun family got a fever. I went to ask a doctor, so I was delayed."
Yi Ziqian said: "It's okay, you came just in time, and have lunch with me. Chun'er, go prepare the bowls and chopsticks for Dr. Shen."
Chun'er said: "Yes."
Then he took the bowls and chopsticks from the back kitchen and put them in front of Shen Gulin.
After Shen Gulin took his seat, Yi Ziqian was about to move his chopsticks, but he said, "Wait, put down the chopsticks."
Yi Ziqian was taken aback for a moment, seeing him staring straight at a plate of dishes, he had no choice but to put down his chopsticks.
Using chopsticks, Shen Gulin picked out a shiny, red-skinned chili pepper from the plate of shredded potatoes. With a sullen face, he turned his head and asked Yi Ziqian, "What's going on here?"
Yi Ziqian was speechless when he saw the "criminal evidence" in his hands.
Seeing this, Chun'er defended Yi Ziqian: "Doctor Shen, my husband loves spicy food the most. It's not like you don't know that it's rare to eat spicy food a few times a month. You can understand."
Shen Gulin said: "Nonsense, chili hurts your stomach, not to mention you are not in good health, you can't eat these, you should eat porridge with vegetables, next time you can't control your mouth, I will prescribe more bitter medicine to occupy your tongue. "
Doctors don't like patients who don't care about their own bodies. Seeing that Shen Gulin was a little angry, Yi Ziqian could only apologize and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I promise, I will only eat light food from now on."
Shen Gulin said in a deep voice: "I don't believe it, your words are all tricks to coax children. Chun'er, you must not be soft-hearted towards your husband, if you don't want him to get some diseases for no reason, you must control his diet , mainly light."
Seeing Yi Ziqian hinting at her, Chun'er agreed, "Chun'er must control it."
Shen Gulin nodded in satisfaction and picked up the chopsticks.
Seeing him move his chopsticks, Yi Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief and started to eat his lunch. As for the plate of hot and sour potato shreds, he dared not move in front of Shen Gulin anyway.
After the meal, the servants withdrew their seats, and the two sat on chairs at one side of the main hall. Shen Gulin took out a pulse pillow to feel his pulse, and after listening to the pulse, he said, "It's done."
Yi Ziqian took his hand away and said, "How?"
Shen Gulin said straightforwardly: "Your body is not clear, it's still not the same as usual, the meridians are shallow and thin, and the beating sound is weak. The symptoms of wind and cold are better, do you still have cough and dizziness recently?"
Yi Ziqian said: "No, it's probably the beginning of spring, and you need to be healthy."
Shen Gulin put the pulse pillow into the medicine box, and said: "Kang Jian can't be called healthy, he is very weak. But I still think my life is long, so I don't cherish it."
Yi Ziqian saw that he was going to make a fuss about lunch again, so he quickly admitted his mistake and said, "Gu Lin, I will definitely ban spicy food, let's not make an example."
Shen Gulin twitched the corners of his mouth, and said: "Okay, I don't know you yet, you are a person who is addicted to spicy food. I vaguely remember someone who passed out after eating spicy food in Shengju building."
That was what happened not long after Yi Ziqian wore it, and he didn't know how fragile this body was.
He is a Sichuanese, so he can't afford to eat vegetarian meals all day long.
One day, without telling Chun'er, I sneaked out and went to the famous restaurant in this area, Shengjulou, and ordered spicy chicken, boiled beef, Sichuan spicy cucumber, and Dengying beef, all with red pepper and spicy oil. dishes.
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