Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Double Ninth Festival

Long Baiyue's current status is not considered a palace servant, and in order to facilitate Zimian to treat her at any time, Master Yizheng Yuan decided to send her to the Huimin Bureau.Huimin Bureau is a pharmacy specially opened by the imperial court to buy and sell medicinal materials and cooked medicines. There is also a spacious and secluded place in the back house for emergency treatment of patients. Long Baiyue lay in bed for more than half a month before waking up from the low-grade fever that caused him to wake up from time to time.These days, Zimian came to take care of her every day, not only changing the dressing for the wound on her neck, but also preparing some medicinal stones to reduce her fever, and sometimes preparing some phantom medicine to relieve her pain.Ordinarily, the two of them face each other day and night, and their relationship should develop rapidly.Who knows—there are not so many people who get in the way!

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, it's a miracle on earth that you can be saved after such an injury," Master Yizheng Yuan commanded a crowd of medical students to watch Long Baiyue as a free specimen textbook, "So, don't Underestimate the Forbidden Curse, learn it for me!" Zi Mian was changing Long Baiyue's dressing, but she was helpless at the amazed eyes of the students around her. "Look, although this dart didn't puncture the deadly meridians and trachea, it entered the throat very deep and was poisoned..." Master Yuan continued to sensationalize. Long Baiyue rolled her eyes—when did the darts get poisoned? It's more interesting than a storyteller.She couldn't speak, and couldn't resist the embarrassing situation right now—although she was used to the attention of everyone when she was an oiran, but now that she couldn't move and didn't apply makeup, it was really too much for people to see the ugly wound in her throat. It made her feel ashamed and ashamed.

The advantage of being in the Huimin Bureau is that there are enough medicinal materials, but you have to pay the price of teaching yourself.Zi Mian took care of Long Baiyue, and had to keep answering questions from the medical students next to her, so she didn't have time to meet Long Baiyue's mournful eyes that were about to cry—she was so mad at her! Long Baiyue simply lowered her eyes and let herself be manipulated quietly.When Zi Mian changed the medicine and bandaged her, looking at her thin body, she was filled with guilt—he still hurt her, and he knew that she would be hurt if she was sandwiched between him and the prime minister, but he was still negligent. .When did he become so careless, it seemed that when he was with her, his heart would always forget a lot of things and only care about the happiness in front of him.

It is very dangerous for him to have such a mentality, is it the so-called...weakness? Zi Mian's heart trembled, and she looked at Long Baiyue with gloomy and complicated eyes, but she suddenly changed her mind - she really lost a lot of weight, and the liquid diet had to be changed... After dismissing the visiting group of teachers and students from the Imperial Medical Office, Long Baiyue watched with satisfaction as Zi Mian's gentle eyes fell back on her body, soft and fluttering like feathers to comfort her, it was really comfortable from head to toe.She was just about to give back a soft and lingering look in her eyes, but she didn't know that the bright window dust outside the house ran in again shouting "Master, Master".There were footsteps behind him, at least two people followed, Long Baiyue rolled his eyes, knowing that his plan had failed again.

This time it was Ming Chuangchen, Bao'er, He Lingyun, and Gongshu Lingbao who entered the room.Gongshu Lingbao has become acquainted with Bao'er these days. In order to save money, he rented a room with her, and brought Bao'er to do shadow puppet business together.She had nothing to do during the day, so she mingled around He's mansion, directing Bao'er to help her chase and intercept He Lingyun. Bao'er didn't understand, just thought it was just playing a game, using the spirit of the fox demon to chase and score, and made He Lingyun so angry every day. Head smoke.

"How is her injury going?" He Lingyun sat down and asked Zi Mian, glaring at Gongshu Lingbao from a distance to warn her not to approach. "There's nothing serious about it, it's just that it will take some time before I can speak." "Tsk tsk, what a pitiful person." He Lingyun teased her viciously, "Usually he is not forgiving, but now the retribution has come." You should be the one who deserves the most retribution!Staring at He Lingyun's handsome face, Long Baiyue gave him a hard look, and wished his tongue would be cut off soon. "You really take good care of me," He Lingyun changed the subject, and slapped Zi Mian with malicious intentions, "When you were curing the golden silkworm Gu for me, why didn't you stick a pain-relieving and bleeding-stopping talisman on me?"

"I don't want the golden silkworm to fight with my dao talisman on your back." Zi Mian replied, if his dao talisman can suppress the golden silkworm Gu, wouldn't the number one poison in Miaojiang be in vain? After hearing Zi Mian's words, He Lingyun couldn't help getting hairy when he thought of the situation, and his face turned pale.Gongshu Lingbao already knew that it was because of the Golden Silkworm Gu that she almost beat He Lingyun to death with her fists, so she hurriedly turned her eyes away guiltily. Only then did Ming Chuangchen break in to talk to Master: "Master, the steamed cakes for the Double Ninth Festival have been bought, and this basket is for Miss Long."

Long Baiyue couldn't move her neck, she only squinted her eyes and saw that Ming Chuangchen was carrying a basket in his hand. He opened the basket, and immediately a sweet and pink scent wafted out, which made her swallow her saliva——Damn it, My throat hurts! "If you can't eat it, let's put it here and have a look. It's a festive scene." Zi Mian took out the lion cake from the basket. The lion cake is a kind of steamed flour cake eaten on the Double Ninth Festival. There are colorful flags on the cake, covered with pomegranate seeds, yellow chestnuts, ginkgo kernels, pine nuts and so on.

Long Baiyue looked at Zi Mian helplessly - didn't he make it clear that he was torturing her! In fact, Zi Mian is quite innocent, because he can't taste it. In his eyes, the lion cake is really just purely beautiful. There is basically no difference between looking at it as a bonsai and eating it in your mouth. That's right, the Double Ninth Festival will be in two days.Long Baiyue watched the people in the room making noise, only she was lying motionless in the middle, she couldn't help staring at the beams of the roof, and drifted away alone. She had been bedridden for so long, and she had never been so weak in her life.

When Zi Mian and the others left and only Long Baiyue was left lying on the couch to recuperate, this feeling of weakness came back again, engulfing the lonely Long Baiyue. ... The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying forever, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast.The festive season is Double Ninth Festival again, the jade pillow is in the gauze kitchen, and it is cool in the middle of the night.After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves.It is impossible not to be ecstasy, the curtain is blowing in the westerly wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Ugh…… At this time, the door was quietly opened, and Long Baiyue glanced in melancholy - it turned out that the old mother who was in charge of cleaning her room had come.The Huimin Bureau is connected to the Nursing Home. The Nursing Home is a nursing home run by the imperial court. It specializes in housing widowed and lonely elderly people. If the elderly can still walk, they are often employed by the Huimin Bureau to do some simple work and earn some money to supplement themselves. The old mother smiled like a flower with a wrinkled face, she stepped forward lovingly to tuck Long Baiyue in the quilt, and then began to sweep the house.She scanned, and when she looked up, her dim eyes saw the lion cake on the bedside—colorful and green against bright white and lovely, the old man liked bright things, so she couldn't help laughing happily. With a thought in Long Baiyue's mind, she raised her hand with difficulty.The old man thought she was going to take something, so he helped her hand to help her, but Long Baiyue grabbed her hands instead, and was brought straight to the lion cake.The old mother thought that Long Baiyue wanted a cake, so she picked it up and handed it to her. Long Baiyue pointed at her throat, shook her hand, pushed the cake to the old mother, and smiled hard. The old mother understood a little bit, her face was happy and shy, she held the lion cake in front of her and looked at it carefully, her toothless mouth smiled a bit empty: "Thank you girl." Long Baiyue smiled, she couldn't eat it anyway, a good lion cake is a luxury for the elderly in the nursing home, so it's better to give it as a favor to save wastage.Well, it's the Double Ninth Festival, it's time to honor the elders... Huh?Long Baiyue's feet were suddenly pinched by the old mother, which made her stunned, feeling a little weird, but the old mother happily walked out of the room with the cake in her hands.Long Baiyue froze for a moment, then smiled puzzled.Forget it, as long as she is happy. In the blink of an eye, it was the Double Ninth Festival, Long Baiyue woke up early in the morning, and suddenly saw the old mother who was sweeping the house standing at the end of the bed, she hugged Long Baiyue's leg, and was putting something on her foot. Long Baiyue shrank her feet in fright, and broke free from the old mother's hand. She lifted her feet up, but saw a new shoe on her feet.The shoes were newly made, without embroidery, but the workmanship was exquisite and solid—it was made for her by the old mother herself. Long Baiyue cheered up, it was the first time someone made shoes for her by herself, it really surprised and delighted her.Seeing her happy, the old mother smiled happily herself. Wearing new shoes on the Double Ninth Festival, you should climb high.She just hurt her neck, but she can't lie down and use it up.Long Baiyue raised her fighting spirit after receiving the gift, and even sat up with her neck supported. "The girl wants to get out of bed?" the old mother asked a little nervously. Long Baiyue had no choice but to say yes or nod, she could only smile and stretch out her hand to the old mother, indicating that she really wanted to get out of bed and walk around.Too bad, after lying down for so long, she turned out to be so weak. When Long Baiyue got out of bed, she felt that her feet were a little fluttering. She hurriedly protected her neck with one hand and supported the old mother with the other, and walked two steps with her neck stuck. The new shoes really fit well, Long Baiyue walked more and more smoothly, and finally walked out of the house on the Double Ninth Festival. As soon as he stepped out of the room, a scent of chrysanthemums came to his nostrils, and Long Baiyue immediately felt refreshed and refreshed.Unexpectedly, even the old-fashioned Huimin Bureau is full of chrysanthemums today - Wanling chrysanthemum with yellow and white stamens like lotus chambers; pink peach chrysanthemum; white and sandalwood wood chrysanthemum; Rong Ju... overwhelming. Zi Mian changed Long Baiyue's dressing in the afternoon, and as soon as she entered the Huimin Bureau, she saw Long Baiyue sitting with her neck straight in the shade of a tree, accompanying an old woman, watching her make shoes. Long Baiyue's hair was not combed with pomade, the soft sideburns were blown by the breeze, and the ends of the hair brushed her cheeks which had just recovered from illness.She sat in the shadow, compared with the blazing afternoon sun outside the shade, she looked pale and thin, but she was different from her usual beauty. "Are you able to get up?" Zi Mian walked to Long Baiyue in surprise. As soon as Long Baiyue, who was concentrating, heard Zi Mian's voice, she immediately turned her whole body towards him—if in the past, with the oiran's soft figure, she would have turned her neck and raised her eyes, looking over with all sorts of charms. Ah down. Long Baiyue stood up with a smile, protected her neck with one hand, pointed at the old mother who was making shoes with the other, then picked up her skirt and raised her feet, presenting treasures to Zi Mian. Zi Mian looked at the shoes on her feet and understood: "This old mother gave it?" It was exchanged with the cake you gave, in other words, it was given by you - Long Baiyue smiled even brighter when she thought of this. Seeing that the old mother raised her head and smiled at him, Zi Mian also smiled and thanked Long Baiyue, and bent down to feel the old mother's pulse, knowing that she was healthy, so she let go and stood up.At this time, a pharmacist from the Huimin Bureau passed by and greeted Zi Mian and the others with a smile: "Your Excellency is here, yo, Doctor Long can get up and walk around, and you don't have to take the pulse of Mama Wu. She is always healthy except for her mental confusion. of." "Oh, Mama Wu made a pair of shoes for Dr. Long, I can't thank you, it's just a little effort." Zi Mian smiled. "So it's like this... well, she's also confused. Her husband was conscripted to the north during the war. She made shoes every year and waited for him to come back. She has been doing this for many years. Everyone knows that her husband will definitely not come back. After a few years She burned all the shoes before, so she didn’t do it any more.” The pharmacist looked at the old mother who made the shoes with some pity, “Who knows that the Yan army has withdrawn its defenses due to the recent chaos in Yan’s country, and everyone has said that we will also withdraw. The next batch of veterans came, and somehow this word reached Mama Wu's ears and touched her heartstrings, no, she started making shoes again." "The soldiers of this dynasty retired at the age of 60. Judging by this mother's age, her husband should have returned..." Zi Mian sighed softly behind Long Baiyue. Long Baiyue turned around with her neck straight, frowning and looking at Zi Mian, her eyes were panicked, showing a little pleading.Zi Mian understood her meaning and nodded. Zimian took the vestment and magic weapon shortly after.He put on his cassock and lit a burner of incense in the courtyard. Amidst the fragrance, he gently shook the silver bell, and the crisp sound of the silver bell rang... The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying forever, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast... The old mother was unaware of the abnormal situation around her, she just focused on sewing the shoes, she smelled the pleasant smell of spices, shook her head with joy, and hummed an unknown tune in her mouth. The festive season is Double Ninth Festival again, the jade pillow is in the gauze kitchen, and it is cool in the middle of the night.After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves... The wind at dusk was already a bit cool, and the slender petals of the chrysanthemum were blown away, and the golden fallen leaves rolled a few times in the wind, and fell at the old mother's feet. The petals dyed her skirt with a dark fragrance, and there was a faint noise in the wind, rustling, as if very light footsteps were stepping on the falling flowers.The old mother who lowered her head to sew shoes suddenly raised her head, blinked her dizzy eyes, and looked forward. There was no one in front of her, only the wind blowing on her face, changing directions from time to time.When the rustling voice approached her all the way and walked into the shade of the tree, the evening sun stopped showing off its might, and when the sky darkened, a stooped old man suddenly appeared in the shadow of the big tree. Long Baiyue was so frightened that she couldn't help taking a step back. The old man's ragged clothes could barely cover his body, and after careful identification, he was actually wearing the military uniform of a handyman.He was skinny and dressed in rags, but he had a pair of new shoes on his feet. The old man slowly walked a few steps closer to the old mother, his rough face wrinkled, and he was still cheerful. The old mother sat still, staring blankly at the old man.In the end, she blinked her eyes, and suddenly smiled too, the wrinkles gathered happily, blooming like a flower. It's impossible not to be ecstasy, the curtain is blowing in the west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers... The two old figures froze in the west wind like this, one bright and one dark, one real and one empty, staring at each other for an unknown amount of time.I only know that when I suddenly came back to my senses, the moon in the sky was already half full, and yellow flowers piled up on the steps...