Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 41

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Qingyu took Huantong and a few guards and went south by boat with Lu Baishuo. It takes as long as one month at the earliest to take the waterway from Beijing to Lin'an. He probably can only spend the Shangyuan Festival on the road.

Even though this trip was a funeral, Lin Qingyu did not wrong herself. He rented two two-story ships, one of which was specially used to park Lu Wancheng's coffin.

At the moment when visiting relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year, the boats were passing by at the ferry in the capital, and the voices of people were noisy. Lin Qingyu helped Huantong aboard the boat. Huantong looked at the place where the river and the sky meet, and said with emotion: "A few years ago, the young master left Beijing for a study tour and walked the waterway for a long time. I am most afraid of taking a boat."

Jiang Ferry is still this ferry, and the person is still this person, only the state of mind has changed. Lin Qingyu only then remembered that Huantong would get seasick: "Why don't you go back to Lin Mansion."

"How do you do that?" Huantong said firmly, "Where the young master is going, I'll go with him."

The guy carried the coffin and got on the boat. Lu Wancheng could sit or lie down during his lifetime, and he made only a handful of trips a year. It was too hard for him to travel far away, saying that he would kill him. Lu Wancheng once said that he would come out to find sin when he was crazy, but he didn't expect to follow him all the way when he died.

After everything was ready, the boatman pulled out the anchor and set sail, the ship moved off the shore, the voices gradually died down, and the field of vision became wider.

Just after the tide has ebbled, the river surface is calm and windless, the foggy fresh water and the clouds are broad, the morning sun is paving the water, and it can be half the river soothing and half the river red.

"Is Jiang Jing not bad?" Lin Qingyu wiped Lu Wancheng's spiritual position and set it up, "If you can come back, don't be too lazy in the future and go for a walk often."

Lin Qingyu wanted to say something more. Seeing the words "Tomb of Lu Wancheng" on the tablet, he always felt a bit inconsistent. Ever since he saw the strangely dressed young man in his dream, he would feel this kind of disobedience to Lu Wancheng's coffin.

Lu Wancheng was already dead, but that person might not be.

Taking a boat all the way south, the surrounding scenery changed constantly, from the plains in the north to the mountains in the south. A few days later, the mooring was temporarily stopped at Xunyang Ferry.

The Hongzhou epidemic is raging, and their ship will not stay in Hongzhou by then, so they will have to replenish supplies in Xunyang, a one-day waterway away from Hongzhou.

Lu Baishuo asked Lin Qingyu if he wanted to go ashore: "I heard that Xunyang tea cakes are a must, Lin Shaojun, would you like to try it?"

Lin Qingyu didn't have much interest, and said, "No, I'll be waiting for you on the boat."

"Then I will buy some for you to bring back." Lu Baishuo said, "Take it as a reward for the'hundred sheep's death'..." On the same day he went to Beijing to prosper, Lin Qingyu and Lu Wancheng invited him to eat this dish. , "Hi, look at my mouth."

Lu Baishuo consciously failed to speak, he shouldn't say this in front of Lin Qingyu. The deceased has gone, and reminiscing about the past will only add to the sentimentality, especially in front of the deceased’s wife.

Fortunately, Lin Qingyu didn't have any particular reaction: "Then I will trouble Young Master Six to buy one more, and let Wan Cheng have a taste."

Huantong was so seasick that she wanted to go down and slow down. Lin Qingyu said: "It's just right. You go to the city to find a house and let the store make a temporary tablet. It doesn't need to be too delicate, you can use it."

Huantong thought that the young master wanted to set up an extra spiritual position for Master Xiaohou, and asked, "Are those words also engraved on the tablet?"

"No, just engrave..." Lin Qingyu pondered, pondered, pondered again, "engraving the five characters'Tomb of Jiang Dazhuang'."

Huantong was puzzled: "Who is Jiang Dazhuang?"

Lin Qingyu said lightly: "A beast."

The Lu family's boat stopped for half a day in Xunyang, passing Hongzhou, and continuing south. Seeing that they would arrive in Lin'an in a few days, Lu Baishuo and Huantong fell ill one after another.

The symptoms of the two were exactly the same. First, the high fever did not go away, vomiting and abdominal pain, and it didn't take long for them to develop blisters. There was a boatman who had fled from Hongzhou, and he knew that they had contracted the epidemic.

"Xunyang is only a day or two away from Hongzhou. There are many people in the city who fled to Hongzhou. Although the officials checked one by one when they entered the city, it is unavoidable that some people got sick and got mixed in. Ye Ye was afraid that he contracted the disease in Xunyang." The boatman covered his nose with his hand and stayed far away from the two of them. "Officials don't think I speak bad words. If you get this kind of disease, you can only resign yourself. If your life is hard, you can heal yourself. , It’s useless if I have a bad life."

In the cabin, Lu Baishuo and Huantong burned in a daze. They became unconscious in only one day after they became ill, and the blisters also spread from their bodies to their necks.

Lin Qingyu wanted to check the pulse of the two of them, but was stopped by the boatman: "Officials can't make use of it, this disease will be extraordinary!"

Lin Qingyu opened the medical box Lu Wancheng gave him and said, "Just stay away."

Hu Ji reminded Lin Qingyu early in the morning that Lin Qingyu had been prepared for the epidemic, but he didn't expect the epidemic to come so soon and so urgently. He covered his mouth and nose with cotton yarn and asked the rest of the boat to do the same. At the next ferry, he let others disembark to buy medicinal materials for him, while he stayed on board to take care of the sick.

Huantong had just vomited for a round, and was rarely awake. Seeing Lin Qingyu was about to administer an injection, he hurriedly said, "Master, don't come over!"

Lin Qingyu held his shoulders to prevent him from moving, and asked, "Do you believe me?"

Huantong nodded with red eyes: "Master is the best doctor in the world."

"Except for father and teacher." Lin Qingyu said, "I will try some medicine for you. Don't be afraid, they are all mild medicine, even if it doesn't work, it won't hurt your body."

"Master can use whatever you want, I believe Master..."

Lin Qingyu applied medicinal powder to the two of them, and personally dispenses them and decocts them. He didn't have full confidence, so he could only take one step at a time, adding or deleting medications according to the situation of the two at any time.

When the epidemic broke out last year, he and his teacher passed a letter. In the letter, the mentor said a lot of views on the epidemic, and he gained some inspiration from it, and it was quite easy to use the medicine.

Under his meticulous care, within a few days, Huantong and Lu Baishuo subsided their fever, and the blisters on their bodies broke and scabs one after another, and there was no sign of continuing. The two of them stayed in bed for two more days, and they were like okay people, but there were a lot of scars on their bodies, but fortunately they didn't hurt their faces.

Lu Baishuo was grateful for Dade and called Lin Qingyu his second parent. Lin Qingyu said, "Parents are exempted. If possible, Young Master Six will find someone to send me a letter back to Beijing and hand it to Doctor Hu Jihu."

He wrote all the prescriptions he used for the two in the letter, hoping to help the Imperial Medical Office.

With such a delay, they can only survive on the boat during the Lantern Festival this year. The boatman parked the boat at the city gate ferry, and Lin Qingyu boarded the second floor. In the tide of the Chunjiang River, the fire trees and silver flowers in the city were faintly visible, dazzling, reminded him of the person's smile when he looked at him.

"Master, look at it!"

Lin Qingyu looked in the direction that Huantong pointed, and saw a lot of lotus lanterns descending from the city, floating on the surface of the river, like stars. Lin Qingyu looked at it for a while and said, "Do we still have wine."

At the other end, Lu Baishuo woke up from a nap, but without seeing the master and servant of the Lin family, he went to the deck to search for people. In the frosty moonlight, a white-clothed man was sitting against the wind, his long hair tied with silk was fluttering like ink, his clothes looked like snow, and his face when he raised his neck while drinking was better than the moonlight.

For a while, Lu Baishuo thought he had seen an immortal, until the boatman saw him in a daze and called out "the official man", then he came back to his senses.

"Doctor Lin."

Lin Qingyu paused with the hip flask's hand, and suddenly stood up and looked back. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed when he saw Lu Baishuo.

Lu Baishuo was at a loss: "Doctor Lin?"

Ever since he has experienced Lin Qingyu's medical skills, Lu Baishuo feels that the term "doctor" is more suitable for him than "young monarch". Lin Qingyu's marriage to the Hou Mansion Chongxi that day was a waste of talent.

Lin Qingyu calmed his mind and said calmly: "Nothing."

At Yuan Ye this year, the moon and the light remain the same.

One third of the 100-day agreement between him and that man has passed.

When he arrived in Lin'an, Lu Baishuo took care of many matters of the burial, so Lin Qingyu didn't have to worry about it. The branch of the Lu family in his hometown wanted to see what happened when he learned that the man and wife of his family had arrived. It's a pity that Lin Qingyu didn't give them a chance. He didn't even enter the Lu family's ancestral home. He lived in an inn outside and didn't show up until the day of Lu Wancheng's burial.

With a blank face, he watched Lu Wancheng's burial in Lujiazu's grave. Those side members cried so dimly, some people hadn't even seen Lu Wancheng's face. He was so calm that attracted many people to talk later, as if he didn't show a little sadness, and settled the rumors of him.

However, what was buried was Lu Wancheng, Guan surnamed Jiang. The surname Jiang just borrowed this body for a year, and he personally worked so long with the funeral, and he can be regarded as paying off the debt for the surname Jiang.

At the spring equinox of February, Lin Qingyu finally returned to the capital. The funeral of Lu Wancheng came to an end. He should also go back to Nan'an Hou Mansion to prepare for the separation of the family.

As soon as Lin Qingyu's front foot arrived at Nan'an Hou Mansion, Hu Ji found his back foot and told him two good news excitedly.

First, his prescription for the epidemic is indeed miraculous. After being slightly improved by the Imperial Medical Office, it was distributed to the nineteenth state of Dayu. The epidemic was gradually controlled by the imperial court, and the momentum has been extinguished.

Secondly, in the northwest border, General Gu Fuzhou was about to die, but somehow he suddenly came back to life, carrying it for two more days abruptly. In these two days, Lin Yuan judge finally found a way to solve this Xixia strange poison. Now that Gu Fuzhou's remaining poison has been cleared, he can be cured only by resting.

"I heard that after General Gu woke up, he regarded the adult as a reborn parent, and he had to recognize him as a godfather. The adult was sentenced to no avail, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept his son." Hu Ji smiled. , "In this way, isn't Shaojun becoming General Gu's righteous brother?"

Righteous brother?

Somehow, Lin Qingyu had a subtle sense of familiarity in her heart. In any case, these two things are indeed good things. After a long absence, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since General Gu is safe and sound, shouldn't my father return to Beijing?"

"It should be so." Hu Ji said beamingly, "Lin Shaojun, do you know? The saint heard that he was the son of Lin Yuan's sentence. The wife of Nan'an Xiaohouye has a prescription for the epidemic, and it is said that you enter the palace."