"If your uncle can be so worried, she must be a very special sister. Then should our Ji family help her?" The young man suddenly became worried, his eyes were very sincere.
The old man touched his head: "No need, this sister is very powerful. The Ji family is able to be stable now because of her."
"But isn't the person who takes care of our family the Princess Regent?" The young man asked and was immediately surprised.
Everyone in the Ji family knows about the legend of Wen Qingzhu.
But the Ji family never got involved in outside affairs and focused on studying and learning. They always considered Wen Qingzhu to be a living legend, the man second only to the man between the Jin and Qi dynasties.
In the side courtyard, Wen Qingzhu asked Fu Xuan and Pei Yu to sit down.
After being served refreshments, all the idlers were asked to leave.
Wen Qingzhu personally delivered tea to them: "The Fu family is also a wealthy family, so I'll ask Mr. Fu first."
Fu Xuan frowned immediately, but said nothing.
With the current situation of the Fu family, it is no longer easy for Fu Yu to support the family alone. He had better not cause any trouble to Fu Yu.
"Why has the Ji family been unwilling to become an official? It seems that the Ji family has very high standards. I always thought that the Ji family was the same aristocratic family as the Fu family."
Fu Xuan thought so before, but he doesn't think so now.
He replied calmly: "I don't know about this, and if Ji Shang had not died at the border this time, we might not be able to attend the funeral. The Ji family has always been associated with pure scholars, such as the current Ding family. .”
"Really? Isn't it because the teacher worshiped Mr. Ding as his teacher?" Wen Qingzhu was very surprised.
Fu Xuan shook his head: "No, the Ji family has its own set of rules for getting along with people. In the past, I only heard that the Ji family was very powerful, but after I became the head of the family, I realized how powerful they really are.
The princess must have heard of the Ji family's collection of one hundred thousand books. This is not a rumor, but that their family really has a collection of books as large as a book-making palace. "
"But this requires a lot of manpower and financial resources, right? Normal books are difficult to preserve and the price is not cheap. Ancient books are naturally not included." Wen Qingzhu nodded. She naturally knew the number of books in the collection.
In the previous life at Yaoshen Valley, every time the teacher came back, he would bring all kinds of rare and unique copies.
At that time, she had a good understanding of the Ji family's book collection.
At this time, Pei Yu intervened: "The princess must have also seen that there are many people in the Ji family, and they are all in good health. There are several old people in their 60s, and the number of old people in their sixties is more than two hands."
"I have indeed seen this. People in the Ji family seem to live long lives." Wen Qingzhu recalled the people he saw in the mourning hall just now.
There were more than just old people. She was proficient in medical skills. When she glanced around, she didn't find a few people who were unwell. Most of them were healthy.
"Because people in the Ji family, regardless of men, women, old or young, can manage a library, or at least a bookstore. They don't have many people in the family, so they do a lot of things themselves. In addition to studying normally, they also need to do their own homework. Naturally, there is no extra time for internal matters.”
Pei Yu's words surprised Wen Qingzhu. Did the Pei family do all these things themselves
But if you think about it carefully, since the Ji family requires both men and women to study, management and preservation are indispensable. Even an illiterate servant will be different from ordinary people in the long run.
Seeing that Wen Qingzhu seemed to understand, Pei Yu added: "The Ji family did not have no official career at all in the previous dynasty, but since Qi Taizu, they have obtained a huge collection of books. In the blink of an eye, these things are very energy-consuming, and most people have no intention of becoming an official. , after all, everyone is not as talented and intelligent as Ji Shang and can have a photographic memory."
"A collection of books? What books?" Wen Qingzhu felt very strange. Nothing in any book came for no reason.
Pei Yu said regretfully: "I don't know about this. The old gentleman also asked me at the beginning that if I was willing to stay, he would let me have access to those books. He also said that my left-brain thinking is very strong and is very suitable for reading. That new batch of knowledge, but my purpose is to become one person, naturally I will not leave it behind.”
"Left-brain thinking?" This fresh term reminded Wen Qingzhu of the medical book that saved Fu Lie.
There is a simple note in it that the human brain is divided into left brain and right brain, which are responsible for different functions.
Seeing that she was thoughtful, Pei Yi continued: "I don't understand this. After all, there is only one human brain. I have never heard anyone say that it is divided into left brain and right brain."
"No! It's true. If Mr. Pei is interested in medical skills, he will know that people's brains have left and right sides. As for what they are responsible for, I dare not make a conclusion." Wen Qingzhu looked sideways at the door of the courtyard. There is a feeling that the Ji family seems to be hiding secrets related to Medicine God Valley.
After asking what he wanted to ask, Wen Qingzhu didn't gain much.
The Ji family's level of mystery almost exceeds that of Medicine God Valley.
But she wasn't in a hurry, she just took her time.
After the three-day funeral, Wen Qingzhu issued a decree in the name of the emperor to confer a posthumous title and honor on Ji Shang, and also rewarded him with a lot of gold and silver.
This makes everyone quite confused.
Although the Ji family is not a wealthy family, they don't have to worry about money, right
Only the Ji family knew that they really needed the money.
In order to maintain the huge collection of books, the Ji family has invested all the members of the clan. There are people in charge of money, and there is also Zhuangzi under the Ji family.
Moreover, the output of their Zhuangzi is much better than that of ordinary people, and the quantity is also large. But with more and more people in the Ji family, there will always be a limit.
In his previous life at Yaoshen Valley, Wen Qingzhu had seen the teacher worry about money, but he quickly solved it.
It seems that a kind of rice seed with high yield was discovered in Yaoshen Valley.
"Wait! How come there are rice seeds in Yaoshen Valley?" Wen Qingzhu suddenly stood up and looked outside the door of Xuanzheng Hall. She had a strong feeling in her heart that she must go to Yaoshen Valley to see it.
There must be some secret there.
That night, Wen Qingzhu went to see Jiang Yuanhan and explained her intention to leave and that she would take Liang Pingshu with her.
Jiang Yuanhan immediately asked: "Sister, are you going to find a way to open the box?"
"This is just one of the reasons. There must be a reason why Pei Yi started such a big fight. He refused to return to Beijing, so I went to find him."
"Sister!" Jiang Yuanhan didn't want her to leave. If, as Zhao'er said, her sister defeated Pei Yi, then he and her sister would be separated forever.
This frightened him. In the past, he just didn't want his sister to leave the capital.
But later he discovered that his sister would leave forever. When Jiang Yuanhan thought of this, he began to lose control.
"No! You can't leave! How can you leave! I won't let you go!" Jiang Yuanhan suddenly became excited and screamed crazily.
Xiao Fangzi beside him quickly shouted: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!"
At the same time, he quickly took out the rope and tied up Jiang Yuanhan.
Not long after, Linlang rushed in and brought a cup of soup.
Xiao Fangzi quickly brought the medicine bowl over, but Wen Qingzhu stepped forward to stop her: "Wait! What did you give the emperor to drink?"
"A kind of decoction for treating diseases." Xiao Fangzi's throat was a little dry and it was difficult to explain.
At this moment, Jiang Yuanhan's tone changed, and he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes: "Wen Qingzhu, I didn't expect it to be you again."
Wen Qingzhu ignored him and picked up the medicine bowl and smelled it. There were some strange medicinal materials in it, and they were toxic, but they were not extremely poisonous.
Taking this decoction for a long time will definitely be very bad for your body.
"This is the decoction that Pei Yi gave to the waste to suppress me. What? He didn't tell you?" Jiang Yuanhan grinned sinisterly, as if he was trying to sow discord.
Wen Qingzhu put down the decoction and ignored him, continuing to say to Xiao Fangzi: "Take good care of the emperor. When I come back, I will definitely be able to cure him."
With that said, she took off the jade pendant she carried with her, which was still warm, and put it directly into Jiang Yuanhan's hand.
"What is it! Take it away!" The moment Jiang Yuanhan touched the jade pendant, he felt it was extremely hot and wanted to throw it away.
Unfortunately, Xiao Fangzi's method of helping him seemed like he had been trained countless times, leaving him unable to move at all.
Wen Qingzhu looked at Linlang again: "You guys take good care of the Emperor. I'll go and check on the Queen."
In Qingning Palace, not only Wei Qinglin was there, but Fu Jue and Zhao'er were also there.
Especially Zhao'er's belly showed signs of bulging.
But Wen Qingzhu looked at her face and seemed to be very unhappy.
"Let me show you." Wen Qingzhu directly grabbed Zhao'er's wrist, examined it carefully, and immediately frowned.
The fetal position is very unstable and there are signs of tire slippage.
Wei Qinglin, who was lying down at this time, said: "Sister Qingzhu, don't look at it. Dr. Gao has been here just now. Zhao'er's body is too weak. He is worried about the pregnancy. He couldn't eat well or sleep well some time ago. , I’m afraid it will be very difficult for this child.”
"No matter how difficult it is, there is always a way." Wen Qingzhu had a feeling in his heart that Zhao'er tried so hard to protect the child and didn't look too worried, which meant that the child would definitely survive.
After reading Zhao'er, Wen Qingzhu looked at Fu Jue again: "Are you okay here?"
Fu Jue didn't seem to have recovered yet, so he nodded and shook his head: "Don't worry, Princess, I'm fine."
She looked at Wei Qinglin, her eyes full of worry: "On the contrary, it's the Queen. She has done a lot for me. If it weren't for her, I might not be alive now."
"Don't worry, you will live well." Wen Qingzhu comforted her.
Although it didn't stop her from worrying completely, her complexion finally improved a lot.
At the end, Wen Qingzhu explained his purpose, and the three of them looked at her.
Wei Qinglin asked worriedly: "If Sister Qingzhu leaves at this time, will anything happen to the court?"
After these few years, she gradually understood the situation in the capital.
Fu Jue was even more worried about this problem: "The princess is leaving? Can the regent come out to take charge of the overall situation?"
In her eyes, she was more worried about the emperor.
On the contrary, Zhao'er's eyes showed uneasiness, but she didn't say anything.
Before she was pregnant with this child, she had seen the emperor in his old age.
He received a letter, signed to his sister.
That note-taking trick is very familiar, it belongs to Wen Qingzhu.
Based on Jiang Yuanhan's old appearance with white hair and layers of skin, Zhao'er made a rough calculation and found that it would be at least forty years later.
At that time, she heard the elderly emperor crying and saying: "Sister, why are you so cruel? You have been away for forty years, why don't you come back to see me..."
The elderly Jiang Yuanhan took the letter, lay on the table and cried bitterly.
Early the next morning, a middle-aged man came in and called him: "Father? Father?"
It turned out that Jiang Yuanhan's hand was hanging down, so he immediately called out: "Come here! Father has passed away! He has passed away!"
Countless people poured in from behind and began to attend to the emperor's funeral.
After a long time, Zhao'er finally saw a familiar person appear. It was an old man, Xiao Fangzi, who was leaning on a cane and carefully put away the letter for the emperor.
"Zhao'er?" The voice came from his ears, and Zhao'er was startled.
Wen Qingzhu stared at her: "Did you see something?"
Zhao'er shook his head repeatedly, avoiding her eyes and denying: "No, no."
Her tone was too obvious. Fu Jue wanted to say something, but Wei Qinglin stopped him.