Chapter 87 Picky
Seeing that Jiang Shu refused to eat, Yu Zheng sighed and pretended to be sorry.
"This snack can only be kept for two or three days at most. It will be a waste if you don't eat it."
Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment, and took a piece hesitantly and said, "Then I'll try it. The concubine's thoughts can't be wasted."
"Yes." Yu Zheng pursed his lips and put the food box next to her.
Originally, Jiang Shu thought that the concubine's cooking skills were not good when she heard Yu Zheng say that he didn't like it.
But after tasting it, she was surprised to find that this pastry was no worse than that of Jiuxiangzhai.
He didn't like such delicious pastries. He was really too picky.
After running around for half a day, Jiang Shu was already hungry and ate half a box in one breath.
Just when she felt a little dry, an opened water bag appeared in front of her.
"Thank you." Jiang Shu took it shyly and drank it in small sips.
Yu Zheng watched quietly, with a smile on his lips.
After drinking the water, Jiang Shu handed the water bag back to Yu Zheng and closed the food box.
"No more to eat," Yu Zheng asked with a raised eyebrow.
Jiang Shu nodded: "I'm full, you can eat the rest yourself, don't let the concubine down."
At last, Jiang Shu added: "If you don't like sweet food, you can eat it with tea, so you won't get sick."
"Okay." Yu Zheng agreed softly.
With a full stomach and no panic, Jiang Shu felt calm and stable, and the previous panic disappeared.
She took a deep breath and was fully alert.
No matter whether it is good or bad, it has already happened. There is no point in worrying. We can only face it calmly.
After arriving at the palace and getting the herbs, Yu Zheng asked Zhuiyun to drive Jiang Shu back.
Before leaving, Jiang Shu asked Yu Zheng: "Should I convert these herbs into cash and give them to the prince, or wait for me to find the same and return them
later?" "No hurry, I can return them when I find the same."
After a pause, Yu Zheng said: "If you need them, I still have them in my palace, just come and get them."
Since he promised to give them to her, he never thought about asking her to return them. But he knew that she felt guilty, so he followed her words and let her bear less burden.
"I will remember the great kindness of the prince in my heart, and I will repay you with a gift one day." Jiang Shu held the brocade box containing the herbs and bowed.
Yu Zheng's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he said expectantly: "Okay, I'll wait."
Jiang Shu was stunned, not expecting Yu Zheng to give such an answer.
Thinking that Doctor Chen was still waiting for the herbs in her arms to be used as medicine, Jiang Shu said goodbye to Yu Zheng and got in the carriage to leave.
After watching the carriage go away, Yu Zheng returned to the mansion and raised the corners of his lips when he looked at the food box on the table.
He asked the maid to bring hot tea, and as Jiang Shu said, he ate the remaining lotus cake with tea.
It was not so sweet and much more palatable.
"Master, dinner will be here soon." Zhu Feng thought Yu Zheng was hungry.
Yu Zheng glanced at him and ate comfortably.
Zhu Feng scratched his head, not understanding what happened to Yu Zheng today.
Yu Zheng has always been very strict with himself. Because the doctor said that eating sweets at night is not good for the body, he has never eaten sweets at night for many years.
What happened today? Is he really hungry or has he missed the lotus cake made by the imperial concubine for too long?
Yu Zheng did not give him an answer, so Zhu Feng could only go to eat with a lot of doubts in his mind.
When Jiang Shu returned to the Jiang residence, the imperial physician Chen and others had already eaten. After receiving the herbs brought back by Jiang Shu, they immediately weighed and boiled the medicine.
Jiang's mother had been guarding Jiang's father's bed and refused to go to eat.
Looking at Jiang's mother's swollen eyes, Jiang Shu comforted her gently: "Mom, Dad won't wake up for a while, let's go eat first."
Jiang's mother shook her head: "You and Ning'er go to eat, I can't eat."
Jiang Shu glanced at Jiang's father on the bed, his face solemnly said: "Dad needs someone to take care of him and accompany him now. If mom doesn't eat and gets hungry, who will take care of dad?"
"Uncle and third uncle are all waiting with their heads held high. We can't let them take advantage of the opportunity. I can only feel at ease if mom is watching over dad."
"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of your dad and won't let anyone have the chance to harm him." Jiang's mother promised solemnly.
Jiang Shu held Jiang's mother's hand and said, "I believe in mother, but mother has to take good care of father, so she has to eat a full meal first, otherwise mother will fall down before father wakes up."
Jiang's mother pondered for a moment, and finally got up to eat with Jiang Shu.
The three people at the table had no appetite, but Jiang Shu still finished a bowl of rice, and asked Jiang's mother Jiang Ning to eat more.
"Only when you are full can you have strength and spirit."
Saving Jiang's father is not the end, but the beginning. They still have many things to face.
For example, taking care of Jiang's father, handling the housework, and managing the Jiang family's business.
According to Doctor Chen, Jiang's father needs to recuperate for nearly a year, and it is not suitable to work hard after the injury, so Jiang's business can only be managed by Jiang Shu.
But the uncles and uncles of the Jiang family have their own ulterior motives, and it is not easy to take power.
The road ahead is long and difficult, and only when you are full can you have the energy to face it.
The first time they went to prison, the Jiang family members were not able to adapt in various ways.
Not only were the meals simple and rough and hard to swallow, but seven or eight people were squeezed into a cell with no beds, no tables or chairs, and they could only squat on the ground.
The weather in February was warm and cold, and the temperature dropped rapidly in the middle of the night. They were shivering with cold and could only huddle together to keep warm.
"This is simply not a place for people to stay. I want to go home."
Jiang Yun couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up and ran to the prison door and shouted.
The prison guards who heard the noise came and scolded them impatiently, asking them to be honest, otherwise they would be whipped.
Jiang Yun took off the golden hairpin on her head and begged in a pitiful voice: "Brother, I'll give this to you, please be kind and let me out."
The jailer's eyes lit up when he saw the golden hairpin, and he rubbed his hands greedily and said: "The higher-ups have given orders. It's impossible for us to let you go, but I can make your life easier."
Jiang Yun was filled with despair, and asked unwillingly: "How can I make my life easier?"
"A hairpin for a quilt." The jailer stared at the golden hairpin in Jiang Yun's hand with his eyes shining.
Jiang Yun's face turned cold when she heard this, and she took back her hand and said angrily: "Do you think I'm stupid? A golden hairpin in exchange for a quilt, why don't you go and rob it?"
"You don't know what's good for you!" The jailer spitted and left.
Jiang Yun went back angrily and threw herself into her mother's arms and cried bitterly.
"Mom, I don't want to stay here, I want to go out, I want to go home!"
Jiang Li's eyebrows were drooping and her eyes were sad: "Mom also wants to go back, but we have offended the noble, and this crime must be endured."
"Bear it, three days will pass quickly."
On weekdays, three days are indeed very fast, and they will pass in a flash. But in this dark and damp prison, time passes very slowly, and every moment is torture.
In the second half of the night, the temperature dropped even lower, and Jiang Yun, who was sleeping in a daze, was awakened by the cold and shivered all over.
"Mom, I'm so cold."
Jiang Li also felt cold and huddled close to Jiang Shaohe to keep warm.
Jiang Yun couldn't stand it anymore and ran to the prison door and yelled again.
The jailer who was woken up was in a bad mood and whipped and cursed fiercely.
Jiang Yun took out the golden hairpin again and shivered to please: "Brother, I will use it to exchange for a quilt."
Seeing the golden hairpin, the jailer suddenly cleared up and stared at the other golden hairpin on Jiang Yun's head and said: "The price has increased now. You need two hairpins to exchange for a quilt."
"Are you a bandit!" Facing the greedy and increasingly powerful jailer, Jiang Yun was so angry that she subconsciously wanted to curse him.
The jailer snorted coldly, his tone was fierce and impatient: "Are you going to change or not?"