Although the mass burial mound was completely burned down, Ling Qiyang decided to rush to make a batch of medicine that could kill the corpse thread Gu in order to prevent someone in the army from getting infected with Gu through other means. It's just that regarding the detoxification, although he understands the pharmacology, he has never actually done it.
There were several knocks on the door of the pharmacy, and Jun Lixuan walked in, "Have you prepared the prescription?"
Ling Qiyang shook his head and said, "I have to go back to Wangyang Mansion."
"What?" Jun Lixuan looked at Ling Qiyang in surprise, even if he couldn't write a prescription, he wouldn't run away from home and return to his mother's house.
"Master has some notes with Dad, and there are many records about Gu. Because this kind of thing is rare in Ye Kingdom, and the south has always been stable, I didn't want to see it." When he married, he also thought about it. He brought those things here for safekeeping, but those notes filled a box full, and Ling Qiyang didn't tell Jun Lixuan that he knew medical skills at that time, so it wasn't too convenient to bring them here, so he left them with his father.
"Your master is worthy of being a master." Jun Lixuan nodded.
"Well, in the final analysis, I am an apprentice who is not good at learning." In addition to knowing pathology, it is more important for a doctor to practice. Some things can't just rely on comprehension, but also need more experience accumulation.
"How old are you? It's already very good to have this kind of attainment now." Jun Lixuan has no requirements for him, as long as he stays happily by his side, it doesn't matter how good his medical skills are.
"One must be self-motivated." Ling Qiyang cast a sidelong glance at him.
Jun Lixuan chuckled, "Okay, I'll listen to you. It's still early, and they have to prepare to pick you up when you go to Uncle Wangyang's mansion. After all, you have different identities. Why don't you ask Mingli to bring someone to invite your father over? It's good to get the book."
Ling Qiyang was quite surprised by Jun Lixuan's proposal, there were very few people who didn't come in and no father-in-law came to sit at the door, "Will it be too good?"
Jun Lixuan smiled and said: "There's nothing wrong with it. Apart from me, you are the only one who has the final say in Prince Lin's Mansion. We all agree, and that's fine."
Ling Qiyang nodded. In fact, he also wanted his father to come over and have a look at his current life, maybe he would feel more at ease.
"Then I ordered someone to do it. Don't even think about it, just drink a cup of ginseng tea and take a break."
"good."
According to his prince's order, Ming Li went to work quickly and naturally. Within an hour, he brought Ling Qiyang's handwritten letter and the waist card of Prince Lin's mansion, and invited Father Ling back. The two boys following behind were carrying a large wooden box, which looked heavy.
"I've met Prince Lin." Father Ling leaned over politely and said.
"Father doesn't need to be too polite." Jun Lixuan gave him a hand.
Hearing the movement, Ling Qiyang rushed over from the pharmacy, and when he saw Daddy Ling, he walked over quickly, "Daddy."
Father Ling looked at him, seeing that Ling Qiyang looked good, he was relieved.
"Let's go into the room and talk." Jun Lixuan stepped aside and let them in.
Ling Qiyang held Daddy Ling's arm, "It's warm in the room."
Father Ling pushed Ling Qiyang's hand away, and said: "You child, what do you say like this?" He understood that Ling Qiyang missed him, and this child was much more cheerful than when he was in Wangyangbo's mansion, even a little unscrupulous. Who is used to this, Father Ling also knows in his heart. Glancing at Jun Lixuan, she didn't make a sound.
Ling Qiyang walked obediently beside Father Ling, and entered the house.
Luo Su said hello to Papa Ling, and retreated out after serving tea.
"Please take a trip." Jun Lixuan said to Papa Ling.
Daddy Ling shook his head slightly, "I just took this opportunity to go out for a walk." Daddy Ling felt quite relieved to be able to leave the small courtyard in all directions, and he could ignore the cold outside. Thinking of the purpose of these visits, Father Ling said to Ling Qiyang: "Why do you suddenly want these notes?"
"Some important things need some antidote, but I really can't think of the best solution, so I want to take a look." Ling Qiyang didn't intend to make excuses, his father is such a smart person, he can't fool him at all .
"I hope you can write a good prescription after reading it, and don't disappoint your master's painstaking efforts."
"Well, I know." Ling Qiyang nodded, and said: "Daddy, try this tea, it tastes good."
Father Ling picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said, "It's really good." He rarely drank such high-quality tea in Uncle Wangyang's Mansion. Seeing that Ling Qiyang drank this kind of tea, he was obviously used to it, and he knew Jun Lixuan It's not his fault, "Qiyang is a kid who is sometimes stupid and has a little temper. I also ask Lord Lin not to be as knowledgeable as him. Forgive me a little bit."
"What did daddy say? If he is stupid and loses his temper, maybe I am stronger than him. Qiyang is fine, you don't need to worry." It is natural for a dad to worry about his children, but even if Ling Qiyang is really like what daddy Ling said He doesn't care, either.
Just as he was talking, Ming Li walked in and said with a smile: "My lord, the new clothes are here."
Jun Lixuan looked at Ling Qiyang and said, "Take it in."
Several servants came in with their clothes, greeted the prince and concubine, put the clothes on the table, and left.
Jun Lixuan flipped through Ling Qiyang's clothes, one was red and the other was lotus color, feeling quite satisfied. But what Ling Qiyang saw was the dark purple brocade suit and a white rabbit fur cloak next to the clothes of the two of them. Embroidered text is different from them, but the workmanship is very fine.
Ling Qiyang opened the cloak and put it on Father Ling, "Does Daddy think it fits?"
Daddy Ling looked at Ling Qiyang's actions strangely, and he also saw that this set of clothes was not the uniform standard for princes and concubines.
Ling Qiyang smiled and said: "Li Xuan said that every month I will make clothes in the mansion, I will bring you a few sets. This is the first time I make clothes, see if it fits, if it fits, I will make it for you in this size in the future."
Father Ling frowned, and said seriously: "How can this be done? How can a married child make clothes for his father?" He had never heard of this kind of thing, not because he was rigid, nor because he didn't like his son's intentions. , It's just that if people know about it, it will cause criticism to some extent, and it will be bad for Ling Qiyang's reputation.
Ling Qiyang didn't mind his father's stern tone, so he smiled without saying a word.
Jun Lixuan opened the mouth for Ling Qiyang, "Daddy, this is what I mean. I feel ashamed that Qiyang can't be filial by your side all the time. After all, it is not easy for you to raise Qiyang. This is just me and Qiyang. A little thought from the central government does not violate the ancestral system, so please accept it with a smile."
Daddy Ling was silent for a while, then sighed softly, "I know you are good to Qi Yang, and I know your filial piety, but it's not good to be too public."
Jun Lixuan said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry, I will send someone to send you the clothes quietly every month, just say to send Qi Yang's greeting letter. As for the clothes, as long as they don't go beyond the standard, no one can tell why. Your lord It can be said that it was the material I gave during the Chinese New Year, and no one would suspect that you made the clothes cut." At that time he did send a lot of material, presumably Ling Daddy hadn't started using it yet.
After thinking about it, Daddy Ling finally ordered, "Okay, then Daddy will not be polite."
"Naturally. What belongs to me belongs to Qiyang, and what belongs to Qiyang belongs to you." Jun Lixuan felt that Ling Qiyang would be better if he took good care of Father Ling.
Ling Qiyang took Father Ling to try on clothes, while Jun Lixuan avoided and went to the study to deal with official duties.
"It fits very well." Ling Qiyang looked at the length of the sleeves, "It's filled with high-quality cotton, very warm."
Daddy Ling nodded, this suit is indeed warmer than the previous one.
"Daddy, is there any news about Master?" Ling Qiyang asked.
"You still know how to ask?" Father Ling looked at him with a half-smile.
"Master probably left me because he was angry. You know, how dare I provoke him when he is angry? I thought he would send me a letter after a while when he calmed down. But until now, there is no sign of the letter." Ling Qiyang sat back at the table, he knew , even if the master ignored him, he would not ignore his father.
"Your master wrote a letter a while ago, saying that in a small village in the west, the villagers there have a strange disease, and he is researching to see if it can be cured." Ling Daddy smiled and said: "He also asked about you. Say you're fine, and you'll know when he comes back."
Ling Qiyang chuckled, "I'm relieved to hear about Master."
"I'll tell you when your master writes next time," Papa Ling said.
"Okay." Ling Qiyang nodded, now that his master has news, he has nothing to worry about anymore, and his heart is much more at ease.
In the evening, Jun Lixuan left Father Ling for dinner. Originally, he wanted to invite him to stay overnight, but Father Ling said that the rules cannot be broken, and Jun Lixuan couldn't do it either. They had no choice but to have Father Ling sent back properly.
After several days of research and development, Ling Qiyang finally made the antidote, and handed it to Jun Liyuan after ensuring that the certificate was safe. In order not to make the soldiers suspicious, Jun Liyuan specially asked people to cook a few pots of mutton soup. On the one hand, mutton is a good tonic in winter, so it is not too much to reward everyone. On the other hand, the taste of mutton soup is enough To cover up the taste of the medicine, one only needs to have someone fill the soup first, put the medicine in it, and serve it to the soldiers. The point is to make sure everyone gets their drink and nothing is left out.
During the period of researching the antidote, Ling Qiyang did not forget to go to Yiwang Mansion to treat Mo Qingge's wounds. After going back and forth, he and Mo Qingge became familiar with each other. Mo Qingge not only knows piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also has a good command of epic poetry, so it is not difficult to talk to him, and he can always have a good conversation.
On this day, Ling Qiyang took the newly prepared wound medicine and went to Yiwang Mansion with Jun Lixuan. The servant took the two of them to Jun Liyuan's yard.
When the two entered the door, Mo Qingge was sitting on the soft couch, while Jun Liyuan was sitting on the side, feeding him soup. Seeing the two people coming in, Mo Qingge choked in shock, lowered his head and coughed. Jun Liyuan looked like he was okay, holding a soup bowl and said: "Here you go, sit down first."
Ling Qiyang and Jun Lixuan sat on the stools by the table after hearing the words. Mo Qingge managed to stop his coughing, and his face was so red that it seemed as if blood would drip from it.
Seeing this, Jun Liyuan made a rescue and said: "He is not handy, and the little servant serving him is caught in the cold, so I will take care of it."
Originally, Mo Qingge didn't want someone to wait on him, but it was inconvenient because he couldn't use his hands, and it was impossible for Jun Liyuan to stay by his side all the time, so he nodded in agreement.
Jun Lixuan remained silent. Ling Qiyang chuckled and didn't say much. When the servant is sick, there are always other servants who can come and take his place, and the master will never let the master do it himself.
However, Ling Qiyang didn't expose it, and only said: "His hand is in the healing stage, and it has recovered well in the early stage. It is indeed not suitable to use his hand at this time."
Hearing what he said, the blush on Mo Qingge's face also faded a lot. Jun Liyuan nodded and continued to feed him soup.
"My lord, His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is back." Butler Xing hurried in with a delighted smile on his face.
"Lao Liu is back? Let him in quickly." Jun Liyuan put down the bowl and got up.
Jun Lixuan and Ling Qiyang were also quite pleasantly surprised. Although he knew that Jun Liche would be back soon, he didn't know the exact date. Now that it's at the door, it's not a happy event.
"Third brother." Jun Liche walked in hurriedly, and Wen Mo behind him waited outside the door, "Li Xuan and Di Qing are also here, and I specially sent someone to invite you to Lin Wang's mansion. It seems that he He ran away for nothing."
"Let's have a sip of tea first, and come here as soon as you come back, you won't feel tired." Jun Liyuan pointed to the tea brought by the servant.
Jun Liche picked up the cup, and before he lifted the lid of the tea, he saw Mo Qingge sitting on the couch with sharp eyes, and an unexpected smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was no deep meaning in it...