I was Idle and Cool Chapter 39: Sleepless

It's three quarters of ugly.

A watchman on the street shouted "It's dry, be careful with the candles", and passed by outside. Ji Wuwei has closed all the doors. At this moment, there is no one in the lobby, but there are voices coming from the inner room.

It's still warm on the kang by the window.

On one of the kang tables, there are three or two plates of freshly fried side dishes, another plate of crispy peanuts, and a plate of fried soybeans.

The wine jar had been sealed with mud, but it was placed on the ground.

The prajna wine in it has been poured into an ordinary white porcelain thin-necked wine jug, and it is being opened by ghost hands at the moment, pouring wine for the opposite Gu Juefei.

"Gobble."

The wine quickly filled the small glass, and under the light, there was a flickering light.

Ghost hand Zhang looked at Gu Juefei's face, and then slapped his thigh and opened his mouth: "Actually, think about it, what's the matter, can't blame the old man on me?"

Gu Juefei sat with his legs crossed, a little more lazy.

Hearing Gui Shou Zhang's words at this moment, he smiled silently, but did not speak. With his slender fingers, he only hooked the wine glass on his fingers, which looked like it would not fall off, trembling.

Ghost hand Zhang looked at this posture, only to feel that cold sweat broke out on his head.

Failed to resist the temptation of fine wine, he thought that he had no responsibility, so his forehead became hot, and he left Gu Juefei to come down to drink.

Mr. Tang also cooked two dishes.

This is good, please God is easy to send God.

Ghost hand opened his eyes and fell on the small wine glass he was hooking. I was really afraid that if he was in a bad mood, he would throw it on the ground. It would cost two cents.

"There is only one prescription for rheumatism and cold legs. Madam General of the National People's Congress, she sent me so many medicinal herbs and asked me to save so many people. Do you think I can not give them?"

"Well, that makes sense."

Continue to wash.

I'll see how you wash yourself.

With a smile in his eyes, Gu Juefei looked at Gui Shou Zhang with such "appreciation", and slowly drank the glass of wine in his hand.

The ghost hand Zhang felt his hidden sarcasm and sneered for a while: "I don't deny that I am at fault in this matter. But think about it, if you were me, what would you do?"

Gu Juefei didn't answer.

Ghost Zhang started talking nonsense.

"You came down the mountain, and the first one came to Huishengtang to ask for medicine. What is this?"

"This is an earth-shattering 'filial piety'!"

"There is a saying that puts all the evil and **** first, and filial piety first. But there is also a saying that says that all the evils and **** are the first, and the deeds do not matter; the filial piety is the first, and the deeds do not matter."

Hearing this, Gu Juefei raised his eyebrows slightly.

He beat Gui Shou Zhang to his hand, brought the jug over, poured a glass for Gui Shou Zhang first, and then added a glass to himself: "Well said, continue."

"Old man, I just think, eldest son, when you give something to Mrs. Gu, you don't really want to give anything. As long as you give it away, can Mrs. Tai know what you mean?"

"Even if it's the same thing, so what?"

"Under the heaven, anyone who dislikes the things you gave is fine, but Gu Chengqian, oh no, Mrs. Gu can't!"

Almost missed the mark again.

Ghost hand Zhang patted his mouth and secretly warned himself that in front of Gu Juefei, he should show some respect to his father. When I look back, I will feel uncomfortable, and when Gu Juefei is gone, I will scold his father half to death.

He didn't know it at the time anyway.

On the face of it, Guishou Zhang had already laughed. He consciously took the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

The mouth is mellow and clear, with a little lotus fragrance.

Definitely a good wine among good wines.

Baiyuntan is a rare pot of prajna wine. This kind of wine that has been aged for ten years, not to mention, there is no means, even if you have a thousand gold in your hand, you can't buy it.

So over the years, Guishou Zhang has only been coveted.

After a glass of wine, the blink of an eye was so beautiful that it was bubbling.

When the ghost hand opened his speech, it became smoother and more natural. His mouth was like an open chatterbox, and thousands of words came out in a rush.

"That's why we say that filial piety is the first thing to do, no matter what the heart is."

"The most important thing is the intention. If you don't have filial piety, and you send three or five carts of gold and silver treasures, it is also 'unfilial'. Like the eldest son, you are sincere, and the grand master will not be unhappy when he sees it. !”

"I'm a ghost, that's why I've seen this, so I dare not tell you that the general's wife also gave this."

In the end, it turned out that he was justified.

It was probably because of drinking that he had strengthened his courage. At this moment, he was not guilty. He stretched out a hand and patted Gu Juefei on the shoulder.

"You said that we were in the mood for disaster relief."

"Even though I haven't met, I've heard of you. Without you, even if the cure for the plague is tinkered with, it's all for nothing if you don't have the money to buy the medicine!"

Speaking of which, Guishou Zhang has already hiccups.

Gu Juefei's face was light, but his eyes were a little more complicated. With the jug in his hand, he filled Guishou Zhang with another glass.

Ghost Hand opened his mouth to thank him, and his wrinkled face was full of sighs.

"The people of De'an House remember me."

"They felt that I was risking my life to be with the sick people who contracted the plague, and that's how I came up with the recipe and saved many people."

"But I, Zhang Yuanzhi, know that I can't afford this name."

"Others remember me, but I remember you."

"It was in De'an Mansion that we never met. But you have heard of me, and I have heard of you. If you hadn't transported the medicinal materials, his mother would have died of illness!"

"No matter how talented I am, I can only save three or five, thirty or fifty people, but you can save three to five thousand, or even three to five million."

Ghost hands opened two eyes, already drunk.

He only took one end of his glass, picked it up, and said to Gu Juefei: "In this world, someone who can make me admire Zhang, General Xue, protect the family and protect the country, count as one; you Gu Juefei, economical People, count one. Come on, I'll give you a toast - go!"

Gu Juefei heard him talk a lot, and seemed to be sincere, so he raised his glass and really wanted to do it with him. But who would have thought that after brewing for a long time, no ivory came out of his mouth!

He glanced at him, and his half-stretched hand froze.

Piansheng Guishou Zhang is a wink at the moment.

Seeing that he was half way up, he actually held the wine glass himself, leaned up, touched it abruptly, and made a light "ding".

"Drink!"

Then he tilted his neck and drank himself clean.

Gu Juefei sat opposite him, resting one hand on his knee and holding the wine glass in the other, and did not move for a long time.

After a long time, he shook his head and laughed.

Drink, drink.

Being able to keep pace with the "big hero" Xue Kuang is such a compliment!

What else is there to be unsatisfied with?

Gu Juefei had a strange smile on his lips, but he still drank this glass of wine: "Anyway, at the end of the day, you just don't admit that you want to trick me, just watch me make a fool of yourself." /

"How can we say that the friendship between us in disaster relief is calculated?" Guishou opened his eyes, righteously, "If it wasn't for your face, I wouldn't even be bothered to give the prescription! With his Gu Chengqian, I Bah!"

I still can't hold back.

Ghost Zhang rolled his eyes at himself, this is a bitch!

Gu Juefei knew all about the matter of asking for medicine in the Taishi's mansion back then, and Zhang Leng, the ghost hand, said that "a stall in the acre" ruined the lives of the two of his family, and he refused to treat it.

This reason sounds nonsense.

But looking at Gui Shou Zhang's sincere disgust, it doesn't seem like he's cheating.

It's all the grudges of the old confused himself. Before the change, Gu Jue had to plan several times for this, and it was necessary to rectify it to the point of being disgraced.

But now...

What about him?

Gu Juefei turned the jug out, didn't speak, just poured the wine.

As soon as Guishou Zhang drank too much, he started to talk more, but he himself, the more he drank, the less he talked, as if all the words that were about to be exported were all drank into his stomach.

One old and one young, just sitting at the two ends.

One was chattering, and the other was listening, barely interjecting.

This drink has been drunk since the beginning of the ugly.

Wait until the ghost hand Zhang Mi stared, shook the jug, and could no longer pour a drop of wine from it, it was already the end of the ugly time, and it would be dawn in an hour or two.

"Eldest son, the wine is finished. Big son?"

It was only at this time that Guishou Zhang remembered that Gu Juefei had come. He looked across from him, but he didn't expect that there was no one there. He was so frightened that he was half awake.

"Where are the people?"

After rubbing his eyes carefully, Guishou Zhang hurriedly looked for it.

This time, I was relieved: I didn't know when, Gu Juefei had already fallen asleep leaning on the pillow on the head of the kang.

"Oh, this scared me, I thought I was a ghost!"

The ghost hand Zhang supported a kang table, stood up staggeringly, walked over and pushed Gu Juefei.

Gu Juefei closed his eyes.

About someone was asleep, so there was no expression on his face, and he seemed to have a strange coldness.

The lips are pursed tightly, and it makes people feel that it is not the Gu Juefei who can give birth to a close heart in the daytime.

But Guishou Zhang didn't think much about it at the moment.

He pushed it, and seeing that Gu Juefei didn't move, he knew that he had drunk too much: "Hey, as soon as I hit you, I knew that you came from Xingfangzhai after drinking it. You dare to drink with me? You can't get drunk!"

After muttering like this, Guishou Zhang ignored him and went to the door with the thick curtain.

It just so happened that Mr. Tang knew that they were drinking, and they always slept uneasy at night, so he came over to take a look.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanzhi came out alone, with somersaulting clouds under her feet, but she didn't see Gu Juefei, she said strangely: "Where is the eldest son of Gu? Are you gone?"

"What are you going to go?" Zhang Yuanzhi was still awake, and pointed to the back room, "I've already drank, and I guess I won't be able to go back because of this posture. You should put a bed and quilt for him. Although it is warm on the kang, there is no body on it. Guy, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold too. When I wake up tomorrow morning, I have to prescribe medicine for him, that's a waste."

Mr. Tang lifted the curtain and glanced in.

As expected, the person fell asleep while leaning on them, but the person turned inward, so he was probably really drunk.

"Hey, it was Grand Master Gu's birthday banquet yesterday, why did it come out at night? Could it be that your prescription was given out, it really made people feel wronged?"

"Bah!"

Gui Shou Zhang walked to the outside table, poured himself a cold tea, and just drank half of it, when he heard this, he exploded.

"It's enough for you to wrong me on weekdays, and it's enough to help the cold-hearted woman in the general's mansion to slap me. How can I take the blame for this, these, and these things that can't be beaten together? already?"

Thom looked at him.

Ghost Hand Zhang was angry: "His father is retribution! Why didn't he see his hands soft when he was picking people's hamstrings? The old cold legs with rheumatism are a fart! He's going to be lame, I'm happy Give him the wheelchair! It's been said that filial piety is a matter of heart and mind, so how could father and son really care about such a thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guishou Zhang felt that he was justified, and showed a smug look for a while, and raised his eyes to have a few more arguments with his old wife.

Who would have thought, I looked up——

Mr. Tang looked at him so directly: If you are more stupid, I will beat you to death!

Ghost Hand Zhang trembled suddenly, and when he shrank his neck, his voice immediately became quieter: "Instead, anyway, that's what I mean... I'm really not doing this kindly, and I really want to trick him. But in essence, it just makes him feel uncomfortable, and there is no substantial damage... Hey, what are you doing?"

Halfway through the words, Mr. Tang rolled his eyes at him and left.

I heard him ask, but she didn't reply.

After a while, he came with a quilt and walked into the back room. When he came out again, he had a robe on his arm.

Ghost Hand Zhang looked at him, and immediately became happy: "Although under this world, I will serve him and the general. But he is far worse than the general."

There is some dirt on the placket.

When Gu Juefei came in, they saw it, and they didn't know if it was done when Xingfangzhai was drinking. It's embarrassing anyway.

Seeing him gloating like this, Mrs. Tang was used to it for a long time. She only held the dress and dragged him.

"This eldest son, he did so many things in the first place. After a night's rest here, it's not good for people to wear this suit and come back. I'll wash it in a while and hang it up to bake. You go back to sleep quickly. I'll have to get up in the morning to see a doctor later."

"Hehe, my daughter-in-law is so virtuous." The ghost hand Zhang Wei was disrespectful, so he leaned up and kissed.

Tang Shi immediately gave him a kick: "You are not ashamed!"

Just finished kicking, and couldn't help but laugh.

Old husband and wife, if you get tired and crooked, you will die.

At the moment, chattering, he went out of the hall, and there was no sound after a while.

In the back room, it was suddenly quiet.

There is a bitter medicinal smell in the air, mixed with the mellow fragrance of Baiyuntan Prajna wine, there is a kind of taste that seems to be awake but not awake, but not drunk.

The kang table has been put away.

Gu Juefei was covered with a quilt and lay inward, not knowing whether he was awake or asleep, and suddenly laughed.

He turned over, without opening his eyes, he fell asleep listening to the sound of clockwork outside.

The night is not long.

But it's enough to take care of yourself.

The long street was silent.

Only the watchman, yawning, walked down the road.

In the General's Mansion, the lights in the East Courtyard have been on for a long time.

After Lu Jinxi entered the house, she woke Qingque up and asked her to arrange a few servant girls to wait on Xue Tingzhi's side first.

As for who to send back and how to go, that will have to be discussed after tonight.

About half an hour later, Qingque came back.

"The child in Lin'an did have a burn, and he was talking nonsense. He had already decocted the medicine as soon as he was put on it, and let him drink it. It looked better. Oh, it looks so pitiful..."

Lu Jinxi didn't sleep, just sat behind the desk.

Lu Shiben came from a scholarly family, and he also has a study room, and his collection of books is not good. He also has the four treasures of the study room on the table. The begonia that Lu Jinxi folded back just now was slanted by her on the plum bottle by the window.

The dim light shone brightly.

After listening to Qing Que's words, Lu Jinxi was silent for a moment.

She casually flipped her fingers over the account book in front of her, and thought for a while: "Since he is really sick, let Lin An rest for the past few days. If I remember correctly, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old. You are still childish, how can you serve the eldest son?"

"You mean..."

Qing Que was a little bit suspicious for a while: I bought something for the eldest son a while ago, and just came back, and asked people to serve there, and now this is still to add people to the eldest son?

"The eldest son should be sixteen this year, almost seventeen, right?"

Lu Jinxi held her temple in one hand, her voice calm.

"When my buddies are at this age, you can't have only a book boy waiting by your side. You go back and pick two good-looking ones, and draw up a list for me to look at. Looking back, there must be a big maid director in the room, and there must be four outsiders. A waiter. I'll give two servants to help with errands, and Lin'an will follow him as usual."

It looks good...

Isn't this a preparatory room?

Those things in the big family, Qingque can be regarded as the door.

However, considering Xue Tingzhi's age, it should be.

So Qing Que didn't express any opinion. Since the wife woke up from illness, she didn't do anything stupid. It should be arranged like this now.

"The slave has written down this matter and will arrange it early in the morning. There are still some hours in the morning. Would you like to go to bed first?"

"I slept early last night, so that's fine."

Lu Jinxi laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Go and bring me a hot tea and prepare some snacks. I'm not sleepy at the moment, just look at the accounts. It's you, go to sleep when you're done. Come on, I was called up in the middle of the night, it was a lot of tossing, and tomorrow will be even busier."

Qing Que was a little worried, but when she saw Lu Jinxi, she was in good spirits, and it was hard to persuade her.

She went to prepare tea and snacks as she said, and brought them up, warmed a hand stove for her to carry, and then went out to rest.

Lu Jinxi stayed in the study and sat quietly for a while.

She didn't move the tea or eat snacks, and her eyes only stayed on the ledger in front of her - this is not the ledger of the house, but the private account of the Lu family.

The account was filled with the dowry from the Lu family back then.

To be honest, just looking at the list, it is very rich.

But the Lu family came from a family of poetry and calligraphy, and has no experience in running these things. In addition, the people below have been deceived a lot. After eleven years, they have already lost seven or eight out of ten.

Just because the foundation is too thick, even if only two or three are left, they look like ordinary wealthy families.

Lu Jinxi is not the Lu family.

Although she has a very high education level, she also knows a little about poetry, calligraphy and painting, but she doesn't like it very much. On the contrary, she is a good hand at checking the accounts and keeping the accounts.

Now this bad book is spread out in front of her.

At first glance, there are hands and feet everywhere.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help but sneered: "It's really bad enough. It's a pity that it will take a lot of effort to investigate the accounts of the past few years..."

Needless to say, this is all "bad debt".

There is nowhere to be held accountable.

Fortunately, she is not the one who entangles these minutiae, and turning over the account book today is not as simple as checking old accounts.

She was just thinking, she should find something for herself.

There are three things at the moment.

One, what happened in Xue Ting's house.

Arrange the maid, the little servant, and buy some other things in the house, and then ask Pan Quan'er to ask the ghost hand Zhang to take a look at the lame foot and find out if he is real.

Second, the matter of Yin Liuer.

It should be this **** who wants to advance to the Falcon Camp, but can't find the opportunity and asks her for help. This will have to wait for the news of Qingque Detective tomorrow before we can make plans.

Third, the matter of Sister Lang.

The other children are fine, so Sister Lang asked her to worry about it secretly. When I turned around, I had to find time to talk to Wei Xian, and then talk to Sister Lang.

Three things, each recent.

At first glance, it looks tricky, but when you think about it, it's actually very boring. If you don't do it well, you won't die. It's still boring.

Holding the stove, Lu Jinxi stared at the ledger with a dull look.

She simply pulled a page and made a plan-

As if she first "borrowed" a sum of money from Lu's family, and used it as the original capital, what would she do? She would not change her dowry at that time, and if she earned two cents of the money, she would also treat her as such. The cheap mother left the family for the children.

Different from Lu's neat and elegant hairpin, her calligraphy is a piece of "cursive" between running script and cursive script.

Easier to draw than running script and easier to identify than cursive script.

Writing, it has a sense of flowing water, because there is no pause, and it seems that the thinking is quick and clear, and it is simply decisive.

Lu Jinxi has long thought about the issue of different handwriting.

She has imitated Lu's handwriting some time ago, but of course the best way to disguise is not to continue writing hairpins in small letters, but to pretend that she has learned a new font, and the flaws will be much smaller

So in the past few days, she has asked Egret Qingque to buy a few new copybooks, so she can't hold back any doubts.

I wrote it right now, and it took me a while to write a small chapter.

The light next to it was still bright, and the darkness outside the window was gradually dispelled by the skylight.

Lu Jinxi was almost thinking about it. As soon as she raised her head, she saw the already bright sky. She remembered many nights that passed by a long time ago, and felt familiar and comfortable for a while.

He put away the rice paper on the table and pressed it into the box. She got up, stretched slightly, and walked out of the study.

Egret and Qingque were coming from there, about to invite her, but they collided.

"It's true that you stayed up in the middle of the night. I'm about to come and invite you to wash."

"It's just right, I'm going to go back and wash my face, sober up."

Lu Jinxi handed the cold stove to the egret before entering the east room.

Clean water, towels and other items for washing have been prepared.

Lu Jinxi finished washing up, and then asked Chuan to drink some light porridge.

After eating and drinking tea, Qingque, who had just gone out, came back with a dignified expression on her face.

At this time, the egrets were arranging outside.

Lu Jinxi asked, "What's wrong?"

"You ordered a few maids last night, and the maids have drawn up the list early in the morning. Another one, I also inquired about the infantry falcon camp."

Qing Que took everything she ordered to her heart, and told her one by one.

"Dragon character camp and tiger character camp are the old divisions of our generals."

"However, the Falcon Camp is also an elite team under Admiral Liu. In the past six years, the blood has been changed every two years, and the selection requirements have always been extremely high."

"One must be clean and not commit a crime; the other must be strong, between eighteen and twenty-four."

"But because this is one of the five infantry battalions, it has always had a high status and good pay, and many of them have made their way through the ranks. So even if life is tougher, some people have sharpened their heads and drilled in."

"This year is the month of recruiting, and Admiral Liu is still in charge."

"When the slaves asked people to inquire, they said that the recording was almost full. It's just..."

When Lu Jinxi heard this, she felt that she was expected.

If it wasn't for such a place where one's head was sharpened, why would Yin Liu'er beg to come to Lu's side? But I didn't expect that this Yin Liu'er had a very ruthless eye.

Isn't Liu Jin the one who thinks of the General's Mansion the most?

She still remembers the ginseng she collected when she was sick.

That's why Lu Jinxi pondered that the difficulty in doing this should actually be quite low.

It's just that when she heard the "just", she knew that things might change, so she looked at Qingque and said, "But it's okay to say it."

"When the servants were inquiring just now, I heard that Admiral Liu seemed to be in some trouble. Wasn't there such a commotion on Changshun Street yesterday?"

"Today the emperor shouted, and before it was dawn, it started up."

"The ministers have all come back at this moment, and it is said that if they go back, they may take the position of Master Liu."

Speaking of this, Qing Que's voice dropped.

Lu Jinxi raised her eyebrows and was a little surprised, but when she looked back, it was indeed normal—

Although the events of that day were temporarily resolved, how could the face of many officials be lost at will?

Looking back there is always a blockbuster that people can't think of.

It's weird that it doesn't make a fuss when it's facing up.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Lu Jinxi, but when she heard it, she became a little happy.

Something happened at last.

Yin Liuer asked to do something, and Baba waited; Liu Jin once sent a good root of ginseng, and he was sincere on Changshun Street that day; but now, the courtiers can't tolerate Liu Jin, that Yin Liuer Things can't be done.

This series of...

Lu Jinxi couldn't help laughing, thinking it was interesting.

"The egret."

She called out to the outside.

Egret was cleaning up the things that came back from outside. She took the post and heard the voice. She hurriedly responded, and then came in: "Madam?"

Only for a while, Lu Jinxi had already made up his mind.

"You will ask Pan Quan'er to run an errand later. I have two things for him to do here."

"A visit to the Princess Palace for one thing."

"Let's see if my aunt is busy or not, if not, just ask."

"Let's just say that I have someone here to ask Admiral Liu to do business and want to enter the Falcon Camp. I can't see clearly, and I don't know what's going on in the DPRK. Please help the eldest princess and give me some pointers. ."

The egret listened, nodded, and wrote it down.

Lu Jinxi said again: "The second thing is to go to Huishengtang."

"The eldest son's legs and feet, these years, he has not sought medical treatment much. He will always marry a wife in the future. He was born in the general's mansion, and may even seek an official."

"If you have a disability in your legs or feet, it's a limitation."

"You just ask Pan Quan'er to go to Huishengtang to ask if Guishou Zhang can come and when."

During the past dynasties, whether you are an emperor or an official, most of them depend on your manners.

If you have a disability, when the prince is not eligible for the throne, the students in the imperial examination field are not eligible for the champion.

Xue Tingzhi should not be a swordsman with guns.

She's seen those things in his books, and it's really powerful, with a sharp edge in his heart, and it's not that simple. I don't know if I want to become an official in the future, but this disability is a big shortcoming.

Lu Jinxi has her own considerations in mind.

It's true to be wary of people's hearts, but it's not a snake or a scorpion.

One is that she wants to look back and see whether Xue Tingzhi told the truth last night; the other is that she really wants to show him whether there is any hope of being cured.

The best outcome, of course, is that Xue Tingzhi is fine, and there is hope for his legs and feet to be cured.

As for the worst...

Lu Jinxi smiled, shook his head, and remembered the young scribe who left with Princess Yongning last night, he couldn't help but change his words: "That's it. You ask Pan Quan'er to go to Huisheng Hall first, ask Guishouzhang, and wait until noon. It's not too late to go to the Princess Palace."