Mr. Chen held the corners of his mouth, Feng Jiu must not know that when she was lying, her ears became pink, which made people want to bite.

"Well, I don't eat it, just look at what stuffing is inside." His face was casual, and it seemed to be a whim.

Shunyu showed him the crescent-shaped gap: "There are minced meat, onions and lotus root particles inside."

"And there is still minced meat?" Mr. Chen looked at his eyes and looked over, his tone a little curious.

Shunyu nodded and raised the lotus cake in front of him. He could see clearly. He didn't think that in the flash, Mr. Chen bowed his head and ate it...

She stared blankly at the larger crescent moon appeared on the lotus cake, and then watched Mr. Chen chewing his lips, and he heard him say seriously: "It tastes very good, not sweet, I can eat it."

Shunyu came back to his senses and couldn't help but step back, his face blushed: "......How can Lord Shen eat the lotus cakes I've eaten? Feng Sheng was frightened."

"What are you afraid of? I don't dislike you." Mr. Chen's eyes were inexplicably deep: "Come here." Seeing that she was a little alert, she took a step back, her smile calmed down, and her heart suddenly sank. She was such a stern-hearted girl. No matter how good she was to her, she couldn't warm her.

After a while, he sighed secretly: "You must be disdainful of what I have eaten, so I will give it to me."

Shun Yu handed it to him dumbly and bowed: "It was late at night, Lord Shen rested earlier." He turned around and slipped towards the door.

"Slowly." Mr. Chen said while eating lotus cakes: "Go and wash your hands. I'm a little tired tonight. You can massage my shoulders."

Shunyu was so shocked that she almost fell down. Chen Erye didn't hear the reply. When he raised his eyes, he saw her with a deep sad face, and a little funny.

He didn't feel sorry for her. He didn't want to give up any of the things he did now.

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This time, Chen Zetang came to "Leshanzhuang" again. He wore a beam crown, an official robe and a jade belt, and a sedan chair. He was accompanied by the prefect Yang Qing and the officials, and the gongs were ringing and opening the way.

Today is the day of giving porridge and relief. From a distance, I saw that the "Leshanzhuang" was full of poor people and beggars. Everyone held a thick bowl in their hands and lined up to get the rice.

It should have been a very lively and festive scene, but because of the black and white curtain hanging on the rich door, it adds an indescribable sense of misery and bleakness.

The door "creaking" was wide open, surrounded by a fifty-year-old man, and it was hard to imagine that there would be someone in the world who was so thin, as if only the skeleton was holding a black straight body, his face was haggard, his eyes were sunken, and he coughed from time to time, which made people really afraid that he would suddenly cough and disintegrate.

Not only did Chen Zetang's face change slightly, Shunyu was also shocked. In her vague memory, Zhao Shoushan was tall and strong, with a wide waist and abdomen. His voice was very loud when he smiled. Moreover, after he left office, he could build a "Leshan Village" and had a large family servant. He must have lived a life of luxury and food. Who would have thought that he would have become like this?

As he was thinking, Zhao Shoushan had already arrived in front of Chen Zetang and wanted to perform the ceremony of kneeling down. Chen Zetang held his arm and said gently: "We have passed by Zhenjiang City. We have the friendship of the same dynasty. I also heard that you are doing good deeds here. I came to visit the palace, so I don't have to be rude."

Zhao Shoushan thanked him and led him and his group to the village.

Zhao Zhong hurried over with a plate in front of him, with a black pill as black as walnuts placed inside, and said, "It's time for the master to take medicine."

Zhao Shoushan didn't say much, picked up the pills and swallowed them without frowning. Seeing Chen Zetang looking at him, he bowed and smiled bitterly: "If this pill does not protect his body, I am afraid I will not be able to receive the distinguished guests."

Chen Zetang originally wanted to ask him where the disease started, but suddenly he smelled a strange smell in the air. It was obvious that Yang Qing also smelled it. He asked Zhao Shoushan strangely: "How come he smells burnt."

Zhao Shoushan did not say anything, but Zhao Zhongdai replied: "I don't know how the stable caught fire last night and several horses were burned to death..."

Yang Qing was very surprised: "The horses raised by Zhuang Zhuang are worth a thousand gold, but they are extraordinary. I heard that there are yellow hay and green chrysanthemums in the world."

Zhao Zhong obviously felt a little angry: "Although the two horses were not dead, they were also burned all over. It must have been a slut who broke in last night......"

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Shoushan's face flushed and he gasped slightly: "The servant is not sure of his words. Do not be surprised by it. My dead daughter, Suai's horses, must be because she is lonely in the underworld, so she asked for a company."

"The owner of the manor was mourning and following the changes, and his body was very important." Chen Zetang comforted her, but looked at Yang Qing with his eyes.

Shunyu looked around and sighed inwardly, with the scenery in the garden, the flowers and trees are lush, and the pavilions are bright and the pavilions are full of poetry and paintings.

I walked a hundred steps into the vanilla cottage. The eyes were filled with paintings of mountains and rivers on the wall. The other tables and chairs were so magnificent that they could no longer express their words.

Chen Zetang sat first, Shunyu stood behind him, and waited for the tea fruit to answer, and then heard Zhao Zhong report that the doctor came to ask for his pulse. Zhao Shoushan's face suddenly looked bad, and he said angrily: "I am serving the official guest, so can't I delay the time to look?"

Zhao Zhong looked embarrassed: "I dare not disobey my wife's order."

When Zhao Shoushan heard this, he looked even more angry. Chen Zetang smiled: "Madam cares about it. It is important to treat Master Zhao's illness, so you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Zhong thanked him, and two or three doctors walked forward and backward outside the door, and the imperial physician Liu Zongyuan was also on the list.

Taking advantage of the diagnosis and treatment, Yang Qing approached Chen Zetang and said quietly: "After borrowing a corpse to return to the soul, the official instructed Zhao Zhong and Doctor Liu to not publicize it everywhere for the time being, even the owner of the Zhao Manor should be kept from it."

"Mr. Yang is thoughtful." Chen Zetang praised, and the two of them said something else.

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After a stick of incense, the doctor retreated one after another. Yang Qing asked with concern: "Don't you know what kind of illness the owner of Zhuang Zhao is?"

Zhao Shoushan sighed and said, "A year ago, a monk who traveled around came to the village to beg for alms. He was a good meal and food for treats. However, he said that my husband's seal hall was dark and his eyebrows were so evil. He might not live long and would affect his relatives. He advised me to make a decision by myself."

"How could this monk persuade people to die if he doesn't take compassion?" Yang Qing frowned and scolded.

Zhao Shoushan's expression was filled with pain: "At that time, I thought so, just a fake monk who cheated, and ordered someone to scold him and drive him out of the village. Who would have thought that since then, his body has become weaker day by day. Famous doctors in Jiangnan have been looking for consultation, but they can't tell me why. That's all, but I didn't expect that my little girl Qingqing suddenly suffered from a bad disease two months ago, lying on the bed and sleeping unconsciously. She went to noon on the 28th of last month."

Shunyu was puzzled when he heard this. As Zhao Shoushan said, Zhao Qingqing had died for twenty days. In the early spring of the Yangtze River, the wet and warmer. If he had not put the coffin in the house, he would be afraid that he would rot and ulcerate before he could form. Then when Mr. Chen visited the "Leshanzhuang" night, who was the body of Zhao Qingqing?!
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