All Hail Cousin Brother

Speaking of which, Yu Youyao couldn't refuse anymore.

Qi Sining sent a painting of his own. The painting is the beautiful scenery of the lotus lake in Yuyuyuan. The whole painting is 6 feet (2 meters) long, which is a rare large-scale painting.

Qi Sining is not very old, but his painting skills are really good. Not only is his painting style soft and smooth, but he already has a bit of the artistic conception of "lotus leaves, fields and greenery illuminate the water, and a lonely boat is held in the shade of flowers".

Such a large-scale painting, from composition to painting, at least takes three or two months to complete.

Apparently it took a lot of thought.

The maid sent by Qi Sining also said: "My young lady started painting this painting in April, and it was completed in the first few days. It's just a mere mere work, Miss Yu will have a good time seeing it!"

Tang Yunxi returned to her own embroidered screen, which was Qingwu May.

Tang Yunxi's embroidery skills are exquisite, and the entire screen is beautiful and elegant, and it is pleasing to the eye, even Xu Mammy can't help but admire: "Miss Tang Wu, is a person with inner beauty."

It is not easy to embroider a screen, and I think it has been embroidered since April or May.

Yu Youyao felt strange: "I just sent some small things, why is it like an appointment, the return gifts are more grand than each other?"

Mother Xu smiled: "Sister often gives them things, and they do it all by themselves. When they get your benefits, they have to put more effort into it. It's all about your friendship."

Family interactions are mostly for face, if you want to be sincere, you will carefully prepare gifts to communicate with people.

Yu Youyao was stunned, and the gift was received calmly.

At this time, the man sent by the mansion to the Zhenguohou mansion to inquire about the news came back.

It was said that Song Shizi was in a coma for a day and a night, and he still hadn't woken up. In the second half of the night yesterday, he suddenly developed a high fever, and Yuyi Hu took a needle and took medicine.

I don't know what's going on, but the fever subsided and then subsided, and the fever subsided again and again, but it didn't seem to get any better.

The Marquis of Zhenguo was also in a hurry, and almost asked the imperial hospital, the imperial doctor who could spare it, over and over again.

There was really no other way, and the Marquis of Zhenguo hired a lot of reputable men from outside.

But Song Shizi still didn't wake up.

At this moment, the news that Song Mingzhao had an emergency has spread.

In Beijing, it is necessary to have a discussion.

Madam Yu was really worried, and asked Madam Liu to go to the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion in person to check on Song Mingzhao's situation, and she also sent some precious medicinal supplements.

Madam Liu walked for an hour, and when she came back, her face was solemn: "Song Shizi's situation is not very good, it is said that he is in a hurry, but the old slave looks like, yes..."

When it came to his mouth, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, closed his mouth again, and became hesitant.

Mrs. Yu tightened her handkerchief: "Come on, tell me what's going on? There's no one else in the room, so just say anything."

When she got the right words, Madam Liu hurriedly approached the old lady and lowered her voice: "This old servant sees that Prince Song seems to have fallen into a coma, he is still in a coma, but he covers his chest and keeps asking [Who are you]? Then, when I asked, I vomited blood from my mouth, scaring people to death..."

Mrs. Yu was shocked: "You still vomited blood? Are you telling the truth?"

Madam Liu nodded again and again: "This is what the old slave saw with his own eyes, and the Marquis of Zhenguo probably didn't expect that Song Shizi would suddenly vomit blood in a nightmare, which was also a big shock, and Madam Song was so frightened that she fainted on the spot. past."

Mrs. Yu quickly closed her eyes, twisted the beads in her hands, and muttered in her mouth: "Amitabha, Amitabha..."

After he finished talking, he opened his eyes again and quickly asked, "What did Yuyi Hu say?"

Madam Liu replied: "Yu Yu gave Song Shizi ten rescue pills, saying that Song Shizi is not in danger for the time being, but if he doesn't wake up, it's hard to say, it seems that Song Shizi's situation is not optimistic. "

Mrs. Yu felt uncomfortable: "I even used the emergency medicine to save my life!"

Not much to say on the side.

Madam Liu continued: "The old slave made his own decision and told Mrs. Zhenguohou that there is a master Huitong in Baoning Temple, who respects Medicine Master Buddha, and has very good medical skills."

The situation was terrifying.

She is an old man who has lived for most of her life, and she is also panicking in her heart. Seeing that the Marquis of Zhenguo is in a mess, she thinks that after such a trip, she must help.

The old lady worships Buddha all year round and knows more about Baoning Temple than others. Although Master Huitong is not well-known, she also knows that he is proficient in medicine.

Mrs. Yu quickly said: "The medicine master Buddha helps people save the world, even if he says his name, it doesn't matter, if the prince of Song really is... Really should let the eminent monks of Baoning Temple take a look, even if it is not Zhongxie, Huitong The master is proficient in medicine and can also help with a cure."

Madam Liu heaved a sigh of relief: "Old slave also thinks the same way."

Madam Yu closed her eyes and kept twisting the beads: "Amitabha..."

In the afternoon, Yu Mansion received news that Mrs. Zhenguo Hou went to Baoning Temple in person and invited Master Huitong into the mansion.

Master Huitong used medicine for Song Mingzhao.

Song Mingzhao no longer vomited blood, but the nightmares continued, burning and retreating.

Master Huineng closed his eyes and sat in the house of Song Mingzhao chanting sutras.

The news of the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion kept spreading into the Yu mansion, and even the Yu mansion was dignified.

But all of this has nothing to do with Yu Youyao.

In August, the lotus flowers in the lotus lake opened and fell, and there were many lotus pods in the lake. When the weather was the hottest at noon, Yu Youyao took the book and went boating on the lake to the depths of the lotus. Go to rest in the shade, pick lotus pods by the way, let the maids peel the lotus seeds and pick out the lotus hearts.

Although the lotus heart is bitter, it is a good thing to make lotus heart tea.

In autumn, when the qi is hot and dry, lotus heart tea clears the heart fire, calms the liver fire, purifies the spleen fire, reduces the lung fire, nourishes the heart and benefits the brain.

My cousin drinks some every day, and it can also help to nourish the mind.

At this time, Yin Huaixi, who was being worried by Yu Youyao, was sitting leisurely in the tent, holding a red silk stone larger than the palm of an adult man, and was carving an inkstone.

Eunuch Zhu looked at it and sighed, this red silk stone is blood red, like chicken blood, with red silk reflecting the belt, bright and unusual, and the quality is as ancient as jade.

It is from the Red Silk Cave in Heishan, Qingzhou, Shandong.

The red silk stones that have been presented to the emperor over the years are not of such good quality.

Thinking in my heart, I had to say a few words of compliment in my mouth: "The red silk inkstone of Qingzhou is famous, and it is known as the first of all inkstones. , they are all very beautiful.”

Liu Gongquan of the Tang Dynasty said in the [Inkstone Lun]: "The inkstones are stored in Qingzhou first, Jiangzhou second, and then the discussion on Duan and She!"

In later generations, many writers commented: "Red silk inkstone is the first inkstone."