Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Fang Xing showed up as a father and cut off Tudou's excessive hopes for free love.

"You can find it, your mother and I will look at it and talk about it."

He also had a blind date in his previous life, and he also saw that countless men and women who were in free love turned into resentment puppets. He even remembered that one of his cousins ​​had found a girlfriend at the time, but the elders said it was not good, and it was best to leave the group.

The cousin naturally didn't believe it, and was in deep love with that sister.

As a result, after getting married more than a year later, the contradictions immediately became apparent and even started.

So Fang Xing believed more in the eyes of the elders after that.

But Tudou was thinking about the woman in the brothel, he still couldn't forget the fragrance, and the breath that made him miss it inexplicably.

Fang Xing was pretending to look at him casually, observing his son with a father's nervous gaze.

Yes, he can't be uneasy.

In his previous life, he had also imagined a life of three wives and six concubines, with red flags fluttering at home and the colorful flags outside.

But fantasy is just fantasy, it is biological instinct, the instinct to **** mating rights.

After he got married and had children here, he scoffed at the fantasies of the previous life.

People are emotional animals!

...

At night, Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui talked about it.

"...The teenager is curious that this is commonplace, I told him, don't mess around before the age of eighteen, otherwise it will be short-lived."

The couple's long-term goodbye is naturally to make friends. There is no charcoal basin in the house, but Zhang Shuhui is still sweaty on the sideburns.

"Husband, I will send someone to keep an eye on the potato in the future, and the concubine is afraid that those women will seduce him, and he will hurt his bones and blood at that time."

In the eyes of the mother, his son is probably the best in the world, and even the best woman is barely worthy.

Fang Xing was very sleepy, but still insisted: "Don't worry, Tudou knows how to measure it."

Zhang Shuhui mumbled: "He is still a child!"

Fang Xing did not respond, Zhang Shuhui subconsciously said: "Husband..."

Fang woke up, and then said in a daze, "Okay, he will be a child in his seventies or eighties in the future."

"nonsense!"

Zhang Shuhui was a little angry, and tried to argue with Fang Xing again, but heard a slight snoring sound.

Fang Xing's journey northward was almost always a hurry, only to rush back to the capital a year ago, so almost his bones fell apart.

Zhang Shuhui felt guilty, and then quietly got up.

She put on her coat and looked outside by the window, then quietly opened the door and went out.

Snowflakes are falling slowly in the sky, and you can see them even at night.

A layer of snow has accumulated in the yard, but fortunately the snow has not melted, otherwise you must be careful of falling.

Zhang Shuhui cautiously walked down the steps and touched the outside all the way.

Tudou and Pingan are no longer in their couple's wing, but moved outside.

Without moonlight, the gray sky, the line of sight is still clear.

Zhang Shuhui went outside Tudou's bedroom and glanced in the window. But inside was blocked by curtains.

She continued to look in angrily, trying to see the potatoes through the gap in the curtain.

After a long while, she returned without success, so she walked to the door, leaned her ears up, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

After listening for a long time, she frowned and whispered: "It seems to be asleep..."

So she listened for a while, until the desire to sneeze became unbearable, and then she hurried back.

After returning to the bedroom, the temperature suddenly warmed up, and Zhang Shuhui finally couldn't help but sneezed.

...

From Jinling to Peiping, there was heavy snowfall after entering the north. Fang Xing had a hard time rushing along the way, and several horses were dragged down.

So he slept soundly until he was awakened.

"Ah hum!"

He slowly opened his eyes, and then saw a woman sitting at the dressing table sneezing.

"Who are you?"

A good night's sleep after a long journey makes it easy to get lost in the brain.

Fang Xing saw that the woman was in ancient costume, then the roof and the furniture.

Brother crossed it?

The moment of surprise was like lightning flashing through his brain, and Fang was awake when he woke up.

Zhang Shuhui turned around and said in surprise: "Husband..."

Fang Xing was greedy that it was warm in the quilt, and before he didn't want to get up, he said, "I'm faint, thinking I'm outside."

Zhang Shuhui smiled, then sneezed again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Fang Xing turned up from the bed without putting on her coat, walked over and touched her forehead, then reached out without hesitation to copy her legs, held her back with his right hand, and picked her up at once.

"Husband!"

Zhang Shuhui subconsciously put her arms around Fang Xing's neck, and then said bluntly: "Let me down quickly."

Fang Xing hugged her on the bed, took off her coat, and then covered her with a quilt.

Zhang Shuhui's face was flushed, there seemed to be water and light flowing in her eyes, and she whispered: "Husband..."

Fang Xing leaned over and touched her forehead, frowned and said, "Did you get up at night last night?"

Zhang Shuhui pursed the corners of her mouth, as if she was snickering, but she was a little playful.

Fang Xing reluctantly continued to ask, "But are you out?"

Seeing her nodding, as well-behaved as Wuyou was when she was sick, Fang Xing sighed: "There is a toilet behind, you must be looking at potatoes."

Zhang Shuhui nodded, and Fang Xing said, "The child is sensible, but if you care, you will be confused."

He went over to open the door and said: "Open the door to breathe, you remember to cover the quilt."

When she saw him go out, Zhang Shuhui slowly closed her eyes, then smiled at the corners of her mouth and fell asleep.

After a while, Xiao Bai came in. Seeing Zhang Shuhui was still lying down, but the door was half open, he groaned: "You had a long toss last night."

Zhang Shuhui was still asleep, and Xiao Bai felt that something was wrong, so she went out to find Fang Xing.

"Master went out and said he was entering the city."

There was no wind today. When Xiao Bai returned, Mother Qin, who had been explained by Fang Xing, had already closed the door.

"Madam has a fever, the master goes to the city to call for an imperial doctor."

After more than an hour, Fang Xing came with the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor was a little flustered when he was taken into the inner courtyard, and said, "Uncle Xinghe, isn't it convenient?"

Fang Xing just shook his head, and when he got to the bedroom, Xiao Bai had already asked people to pull up the tent, dimly unable to see the people inside.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "It depends on the complexion and even the tongue coating to make a diagnosis."

The imperial doctor lowered his head and said, "The lower faculty hangs the pulse."

"Fart! Would you like Ben to find you a thread?"

The imperial doctor was embarrassed by Fang Xingding, and Fang Xing said when he saw it, "That's coaxing, the doctor's parents' heart, let's just take a look."

The imperial doctor sighed in his heart, and handed his hand: "The Xuanmai is indeed...not very accurate, but sometimes the lower officials are forbidden to enter and leave the palace~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and those rich and noble places, it's not so bad!"

The tent had been opened, Zhang Shuhui sat there with her head down, Xiao Bai put a thin veil on her pulse.

The doctor quickly looked at Zhang Shuhui's face, and then tilted his head to take the pulse.

Fang Xing said to the side: "I felt a little fever when I touched my forehead, sneezing, tongue coating... Shuhui opened her mouth and let me take a look."

Fang Xing also felt that the imperial doctor looked at the tongue coating inappropriately, so she looked at it for herself.

This person is too anxious!

The doctor smiled bitterly, converging his mind, carefully feeling the pulse.

Later, he called to change his hands. After both hands were pulsed, he said with confidence: "Xing He Bo, Mrs. Zun, this is the wind and cold. If you go to the government to prescribe a prescription, take it for two days. Just be careful not to If you catch the cold again, don't be greedy for cold when you sweat."

This is a reliable doctor!

Fang Xing sent him out to write a prescription, and then called someone to buy medicine.

Seeing that he was polite, the imperial doctor explained in more detail.

When he left, Fang Xing sent him to the door, took a baggage from Jiading and handed it to him.

Carrying the medicine box on his back, the imperial doctor took a look at the carriage outside, and waved his hand: "If you can't use it, it's just your duty to be an official."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's almost the end of the year. It's just some stewed beef at home and fresh beef from outside the Great Wall. Go back and taste it."

The imperial doctor felt that Fang Xing was really polite, and he was considered to be unassuming among the honors and dignitaries, so it was inevitable that Fang Xing would say some good things when he went back.

But some bad things about Fang Xing were circulating on the market.

——Taixi people searched and robbed a lot of gold and silver treasures along the way, and a considerable part of them were greedy by Fang Xing.

The prisoner was still on the way and did not reach the capital, so these words were quickly spread with noses and eyes, and people had to believe them.

Fang Xing also knows, but he is now taking care of Zhang Shuhui, who is ill, and ignores it.