On the other side, Gu Changqing led the horse and sent Gu Jiao back to Bishui Hutong.
He couldn't figure out why Feishhuang, the number one thief in the capital, knew Gu Jiao, maybe Gu Jiao thought too much.
What Feishhuang stole was all things of great value, or treasures, or court secrets. The most valuable thing in her small backpack was the small medicine box.
Even if it is a box of top-notch medicinal materials, it can't get into Fei Shuang's eyes.
Is it really for her
But Gu Changqing didn't think there was anything wrong with Gu Jiao herself.
Or... Fei Shuang is eyeing the Ding'an Marquis Mansion
"arrive."
Gu Jiao's voice pulled back Gu Changqing's thoughts.
Gu Changqing looked at the house behind Gu Jiao, it was really a house smaller than his yard, but there was a different aura in this house, and he couldn't tell what it was.
"Do you want to go in and sit?" Gu Jiao asked.
"No, I have to go home." Gu Changqing said.
It was long overdue to go back to the mansion. After sending Gu Yan to the house, he encountered a fight, so he took a look, and then sent her back the same way.
Actually it is very late.
Gu Jiao looked at him with clear eyes: "Thank you."
"I didn't do anything." When he got there, Feishhuang had already left, and he thought, even if he didn't show up, this girl would be fine.
Of course Gu Jiao will be fine, but she won't get back the small medicine box so smoothly.
Of course, this is not what Gu Jiao wants to thank.
Gu Jiao curved her lips: "Thank you for taking Gu Yan out to play, he is very happy."
She just went to see the doctor on Suzaku Street, and saw Gu Yan sitting on Gu Changqing's horse, holding a few strings of crystal clear candied haws, with a stern expression on her face.
In the years when Gu Yan grew up, he actually lacked the role of a father. What Gu Hou Ye couldn't give him, Gu Changqing gave.
Gu Jiao had never seen Gu Yan so nervous before.
Some stability can be given by Gu Jiao, but some courage can only be given by father and brother.
That little sick girl, who couldn't hold a bucket of water, was about to begin to grow her own wings.
"Ah, you saw it." Gu Changqing cleared her throat, "I didn't expect to go to so many places when I left, I forgot to say hello to your family, and I don't know if they are worried."
Gu Jiao smiled: "Auntie knows what she is."
Don't look at the old lady who is not doing her job all day long, but her eyes are fixed on several children.
Gu Yan was waiting for others at the entrance of the alley. The seven little fat chickens, a young eagle and Gu Yan's puppy were all lying motionless on the threshold.
He really walked away with strangers, they would bark.
"That's good." Gu Changqing felt relieved.
"I'm in." Gu Jiao said.
"Yeah." Gu Changqing nodded, thinking of something, and suddenly stopped her, "By the way, did you have any more gold sore medicine you gave me last time?"
…
"What? Gold sore medicine?"
The next day, after hearing Gu Jiao's words, the second owner in the medical center was so shocked that his eyes widened, "You said just now, how much do they want?"
"More than a thousand bottles." Gu Jiaoyun said lightly.
Er Dongjia fell on the chair, pinching, pinching, pinching, pinching!
I finally woke myself up this time.
This is a thousand bottles of gold sore medicine. How much money do you really earn when you sell it
Er Dongjia rubbed his hands: "Is the price lowered?"
Gu Jiao snorted: "I don't want to lower the price, just sell them as much as you sell to others."
The second owner was fascinated: "No, selling it to others is the retail price, do they ask for the same price as a thousand bottles? Who is so arrogant?"
Gu Jiao: "Barracks."
The second owner finally pinched the middle of the crowd and fainted again.
How could such a small medical clinic be able to do business in a military camp? What kind of pie-in-the-sky thing is this
There are medical officers from the imperial court in the barracks, and the medical supplies used should be distributed by the imperial court. If they have never done private business, if there is something that the imperial court can’t get, they should find one of the best medical centers in the capital.
For example, the Huichun Hall of the Hu family.
This business is not in a hurry, it will be delivered after a year, and now Gu Jiao asks the second owner to search for medicinal materials, so that the medicinal materials can be produced in batches.
As soon as the business was good, the medical center was short of manpower. After the second owner woke up, they immediately sent people to contact the doctors in the capital to see if anyone was willing to go to their Miaoshoutang for consultation.
Gu Jiao and Er Dong's family were both busy with their own business. As noon approached, an acquaintance came to the hospital—Du Xiaoyun, who had not seen him for a long time.
Du Xiaoyun was no longer dressed like a scholar, she put on a light blue dress from a female school. Others wore beautiful and moving clothes, but she wore a dash of heroism.
She strode into the hospital, came to Gu Jiao, pointed to herself and said, "Miss Gu, do you still remember me?"
That's right, she already knew that the other party's surname was Gu.
Gu Jiao was sorting the medicines she was buying into the medicine cabinet. She didn't stop when she heard the words, and replied lightly, "It's Dr. Song who will see you today."
"I'm not a doctor! I'm here to find you!" Du Xiaoyun said, "I've wanted to come, but I've been too busy with my homework recently!"
The women's school was not so busy with homework originally, but recently, for some unknown reason, the students in the class have made great progress all of a sudden, their homework is basically correct, and they are almost catching up with Zhuang Yuexi and Gu Jinyu.
Some of them are copied, but some are actually understood. The master asked them to explain, and they said it right!
The master thought he was really good, and raised the difficulty of the whole class.
Du Xiaoyun's study is not bad, but it is not top-notch.
She is the type who would rather be scolded for nothing than copy other people's homework, so she has been doing her homework late recently.
She hadn't been out for a long time. If it wasn't for her sister telling her that she had to come to the hospital, she would still be doing her homework in the classroom.
"My sister said that you have medicine for scars here. She has been busy recently and can't come here. Let me get the medicine for her."
Yao Gu Jiao, who removed the scar, only mentioned it to one person, and that was the Third Prince Concubine.
Yes, the third princess said her surname was Du.
There was already medicine in the small medicine box. Gu Jiao took out the scar cream and the scar sticker, squeezed out the scar cream and put it into a well-sealed porcelain bottle, and put the scar sticker on the outer packaging.
Gu Jiao explained how to use it and charged her three taels of silver.
Du Xiaoyun was speechless: "It's so expensive? I'm afraid you're not running a black shop, right?"
This is the most effective scar cream in the research institute. It costs more than 2,000 yuan a piece, which is more than 20 taels of silver. The scar stickers are also very expensive. She doesn't make any money.
"It's fine if you don't buy it." Gu Jiao stretched out her hand to get the medicine back.
The medicine in the small medicine box was so precious that she was reluctant to sell it.
Du Xiaoyun protected the medicine with one hand, and put the money on the table with the other: "Buy, buy, buy, if you don't buy my sister, I will be hacked! There are so many imperial doctors in the palace, I don't know why my sister is interested in your family's medicine! "
The operation of the third prince concubine was not rumored, and even Du Xiaoyun did not know about it. Du Xiaoyun only thought that the third prince concubine had bumped into her body somewhere.
Today is the last day of the Guozijian Mongolian school and the last day of the women's school.
Women's school has gone through a series of exams, and there is still one piano art.
In the music hall, after Zhuang Yuexi finished playing the tune he was studying this month, there was cheers all around.
It played really well.
Zhuang Yuexi's poetry and prose took the first place, and her arithmetic was tied with Gu Jinyu's first place. Qin art was her weakness. Everyone thought her performance would be unsatisfactory, but who would have expected her progress in just half a month Fast.
For this assessment, the Crown Princess invited the court musicians and the masters to supervise the examination.
The musician's last name is Xie.
Xie Leshi nodded with satisfaction: "Miss Zhuang's piano skills have improved a lot."
The masters all gave first class.
Xie Leshi was more strict and gave a B.
But this result is already outstanding.
The next one is Gu Jinyu.
Gu Jinyu hugged the Yueying Fuxiqin and bowed to Xie Yueshi and the masters.
The masters also got up and bowed back.
She is the county magistrate, and the ceremony cannot be neglected.
As a court musician, Xie Leshi also had an official rank, and his rank was higher than Gu Jinyu, so he calmly accepted Gu Jinyu's ceremony.
Gu Jinyu's Yueying Fuxiqin is first of all more beautiful than Zhuang Yuexi's Guqin in tone, and she has spent more sweat than Zhuang Yuexi in practicing the piano. It's not like she said she hasn't practiced for a long time. Practice every day.
The final result was that Xie Leshi gave her first class.
"Actually, I gave Jia et al. not only because you played well, but also in the second half of your tune."
That's right, Gu Jinyu changed the score.
The piece they learned is called "Qiuse", which is a residual piece of music handed down from the previous dynasty. There is only the first half, and the second half was compiled by later generations. There are several different versions on the market, and the version written by Lord Moon Shadow is the highest rated. .
This is the version taught by women's school.
However, Gu Jinyu made some slight modifications on the basis of this version, adding a gentle and poignant artistic conception, which is more suitable for women to play.
After all, Lord Moon Shadow is a man, and his scores are more like custom-made for male musicians. It is difficult for women to express that lofty and unrestrained feeling.
Gu Jinyu was very happy and proud.
With Gu Jinyu and Zhuyu in the front, it was useless for the next few students to perform well, and they went all the way down.
Finally, there is a little girl with a small round face, about fourteen years old. The clothes of the female school are distributed uniformly, but the jewelry is her own. She only has a red string tied on her head, and even a most common bead flower. nothing.
"It was admitted." A master said to Xie Leshi.
She is the daughter of a poor family, and her father had read about Xiucai, and she had learned some lessons while her father taught homework to her brothers and sisters.
She worked very hard and made do with everything else, but her piano skills were a bit poor.
Because of low self-esteem, I usually don't dare to practice the piano in the music hall. Every day I hide in the silent pavilion.
The qin she uses is the cheapest guqin, its tone is not comparable to a good qin, but its intonation is acceptable.
She started to play.
To be honest, she has also made great progress. If it wasn't for Zhuang Yuexi and Gu Jinyu, then the masters might look at her more.
The first half was uneventful.
Xie Leshi covered his face and yawned.
The last student, he picked up the sign with a grade of D.
The other masters were also drowsy.
But at this moment, she suddenly plucked the strings, and the tune went up!
This is a heartfelt tune. On the night of the wedding, the lover was caught on the battlefield. Since then, he has not returned for ten years. The tune expresses the girl's grief for the lover to the extreme.
The first half of her song was also a girl's memory and grief, but the style of the second half changed suddenly.
She seemed to know the truth that her lover had not returned for ten years.
She looked out across the battlefield.
The tune is no longer the mourning for the lover, but the mourning for the battlefield, the mourning for the thousands of dead bones, a handful of yellow sand that buried thousands of heroic souls under the golden iron horse!
In the end, everyone seemed to see the setting sun, the yellow sand of the desert, and a long sword standing with a veil of a girl fluttering in the wind around the hilt.
Everyone's eyes were red, and they were immersed in a huge shock, but they couldn't return to their senses for a long time.
Xie Leshi was the first to return to his senses, and he found himself in tears.
How long has it been since he heard such a soul-stirring tune
To say that the girl's piano skills are really not superb, and in some places it can even be said to be young.
However, it is precisely because of these innocence that in the second half, the despair that is almost collapsed, cornered, and maddened is created.
It's almost like a tune tailored to her character.
Unlike Gu Jinyu's little changes, this girl can be said to have completely subverted the second half. In comparison, Gu Jinyu's tunes seem a bit petty.
Xie Leshi secretly sighed, I'm afraid that even the first violin master of the Six Nations, Lord Yueying, can't change such a majestic tune.
Xie Leshi suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at her and said, "What's your name?"
She bowed and said, "Li Wanwan."
Xie Leshi nodded with satisfaction: "The song has been changed very well."
Li Wanwan opened her mouth.
song…
She didn't change it.
who changed it? who changed it? o(*￣︶￣*)o
(End of this chapter)