Well, she made money again. She put this in her treasure chest when she went back.

Of course, she also understood her girl's meaning. She didn't hear, asked, and said nothing. Anyway, there was nothing wrong with what the girl said and what she did.

Besides, there is money to take. Who cares about other things? She will go to count the silver in a moment. Recently, she has made a lot of money. They all save their dowry enough, and they don't need their mother to help them save. Hee hee

No, either she will talk to her mother tomorrow, or they will buy a bigger house in Beijing. After that, they will have their own home. Later, they will pick up their grandmother and let her old people have a good life. The most difficult time in their family is that the grandmother carries food for a day and a night to make them live. By the way, tomorrow she will find her mother 。

She was wandering around here, but she didn't know that Bai Zhu was wearing night clothes and a black gauze hat on her head. She couldn't tell men from women, that is to say, she couldn't see her figure clearly.

After several ups and downs, she has arrived at the door of song Mingjiang's house.

"Who is it?" Song Mingjiang suddenly stood up, this feeling of being peeped at, so strong, even if he wanted to ignore it.

Bai Zhu stepped in and stood in front of song Mingjiang. Even if song Mingjiang was calm again, he was scared out of cold sweat, just like seeing a ghost.

"Who are you?" Song Mingjiang tries his best to keep his voice calm, but he can't hide the tremor in his tone.

White bamboo not from a frown, the heart is not happy, such a person, how can match her family girl? However, this is what the girl means. As long as the girl likes it, all the servants will have to accept it.

Bai Zhu put his red lacquer box on the table.

"It's a gift from a good Samaritan," she said, and when she left, she couldn't even touch the corner of her dress.

Song Mingjiang was stupefied for a long time. This is the past. He opened the wooden box carefully. In an instant, a strong smell of medicine came to him. When the contents of the box fell between his eyes, his pupils shrank. Then he closed the wooden box and held the wooden box tightly.

He remembered the voice of the man in black who was unable to argue with each other and his body shape. He really didn't know who was helping him and who gave him this thing at the end of the day?

And he did not dare to delay, directly let people take a knife, cut a piece from the top, let the girl quickly stew for his mother to drink.

But he himself was careful to collect the adult ginseng. What he has seen in the book is the ginseng of 500 years old, and it is still such a big one that even the root whiskers are kept intact.

He put the ginseng carefully. He wanted to have this ginseng, one tablet a day, which would be enough for his mother to eat for a year and a half.

And his mother's body can be safe, which is the most reassuring thing in his life. If he really can't save his mother, then how can he be a son or a man in vain.

That piece of ginseng was quickly put into the medicine, and song Jiangming personally served the soup. After a bowl of soup medicine was gone, the voice in Jin's throat seemed to disappear. Even just now, his eyebrows were tightly twisted together. Now it has been eased down, and it's not as ferocious as it is. Of course, it's also a little more stable.

Song Mingjiang can't help but cry with joy, and can finally ease this breath.

Bai Zhu, who was out of the Song Dynasty, quickly ran to the Duke of Wei. Instead of taking the street, she could walk the house. After a few landings, he jumped into the gate of the Duke of Wei.

"Who is it?" The night guard of the Duke of Wei quickly surrounded the visitors.

"Don't move. It's me."

Bai Zhu took off the gauze cap on his face.

In the past few years, she has done a lot of things for Shen Qingci, so she always walks on the roof instead of the ground, and walks through the window instead of the door.

"It's a girl named Bai Zhu. It's rude."

The bodyguard quickly gave way and retreated. Bai Zhu is going to the plum yard where Shen Qing left off.

"Girl..." She called out at the door.

"Yes?" In fact, Shen Qingci didn't sleep. She was still sitting at the table. The candlestick on the table reflected her face. Some coldness still stained her eyes. I don't know when her eyes will warm up and her people can warm up.

"Yes, it has already been delivered."

Bai Zhu again replied.

"Did not recognize you?"

Shen Qingci turned a page of the book, and did not know what to see in his eyes, but the action of turning the book was never stopped.

"No

White bamboo respectfully way, "maidservant is very careful."

"Well, I see. Go back and have a rest."

Shen Qingci picked up the book. Just as she was reading it, she heard a cool wind passing over her ears.

"Can't you walk? Do you want to fly? "

Shen Qingci holds up her delicate chin. Is this bullying her that she can't fly?Finally, she threw the book away, then opened her arms and threw herself into her own bed. Then she threw her own into the soft incomparable bed collapse.

Well, go to bed, and get up early tomorrow.

She has not been out for a long time. It would be nice if she could walk more. You can have a good look at the beautiful mountains and rivers. She doesn't have to marry and give birth to children like other women. She died in the house all her life.

She sighed gently, did not have too much then had gone to sleep, when she opened her eyes again, the day outside was already bright.

"Is my sister awake?" Mother he came over and put the water on one side. No matter how old Shen Qing's words were, she was still her sister's.

"It's still early. Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Mother he looked out at the sky. It was not yet light, but there was still an hour when she could still squint for a while.

"No, I'll wake up."

Shen Qingci took the cotton cloth and cleaned her face. She was also ready to go to the incense making room and make the incense to be sold in the near future. Now her speed of making incense is extremely fast, and the prepared incense will also be put in the bottle. She just makes the incense well, and there will be seven or eight days without too much care. Only when she wants to make a new fragrance, will she pass away.

Otherwise, if she needs to mix incense with her own hands every day, then she really does not have a little time, let alone go to the mountain to worship Buddha.

She made incense for a while, and when she saw the time was almost the same, she came out and changed her clothes.

She also specially selected a very simple blue lotus dress. The style of the dress was very quiet, without a trace of fancy. Her hair was still with a bunch of Wisteria flowers, which was also very elegant. Of course, she had no fragrance on her body.

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