Chapter 200 Desire
Ji Changqing was silent for a moment, then said, "Going to Hezhou, your life or death is uncertain, so why don't you stay in the mansion and keep your mother company?"
Feng Qingsui: “???”
"How come Second Master changes his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book? We were all fine before, but in the blink of an eye, he refuses to take me on the road. Is he dissatisfied with my slow legs and wants me to go by myself?"
Ji Changqing: “…”
"You must go?"
"I have to go."
Ji Changqing looked at her calm yet determined eyes and said helplessly, "Since that's the case, sister-in-law, go and get ready."
Feng Qingsui smiled.
"How do you plan to deal with my mother?"
Ji Changqing shrugged, "Just leave it hanging. Her legs are on me, and she can't control me."
Feng Qingsui: “…”
I'm afraid your mother will be so angry that she will beat you.
Qi: I not only want to beat him, I want to beat you too. You two are so confused, you're running towards danger.
In the next few days, Feng Qingsui went to Ci'an Hall to pay his respects to her, but she always had a stern face and ignored him.
Feng Qingsui estimated that Qi would have to wait until she and Ji Changqing returned from Hezhou before she would show a good face.
Unexpectedly, the night before her departure, Qi summoned her to Ci'an Hall and pointed to a large pile of packages on the Eight Immortals Table and said, "This is prepared for you."
She was flattered: "Mom, you are not angry anymore?"
Qi said angrily, "Why not? They are both so ignorant of their own lives, yet they are so capable that even if their legs are broken, they might not be able to be imprisoned."
Feng Qingsui smiled.
"Mother, don't worry, we will protect ourselves. You stay in the mansion, take good care of yourself, and wait for us to come back."
A trace of sadness appeared on Qi's face.
"All my life, I've waited and waited, and all I got was bad news."
Feng Qingsui knew that she was thinking of her father Ji who died of illness on the way to disaster relief and Ji Changfeng who died on the battlefield, and his heart ached.
"mother."
She reached out and hugged Qi.
"This time it will be good news."
Qi hugged him back tightly, "You must come back to me alive and well."
Feng Qingsui choked up and said, "Okay."
After returning to the courtyard with the large and small packages given by Qi, he opened them and saw that there were gold and silver jewelry, cushions, tents, dry food, cooking utensils, quilts... everything.
Silver and money are also thoughtfully divided into two parts: silver ingots and copper coins, to facilitate different uses.
She was both moved and guilty.
Mrs. Qi treated her with all her heart. If she ran away in the future, it would break her heart...
With mixed feelings, she packed up her things one by one and added them to her luggage.
Just after finishing the tidying, Zisu and Iris each carried a rattan box into the house and said with a smile, "This is what the Second Master just sent over."
A rich aroma permeates the nose.
She was shocked.
Could it be pickles?
When I opened it, it was just as I expected.
Both wicker boxes were filled with bottles and jars, spicy diced rabbit, mushroom beef, spicy dried fish, pickled cucumbers, pickled radishes... There was a dazzling array of things, and just smelling the aroma made people drool.
Wuhua swallowed hard and said, "Second Master is truly a perfect companion for travel, home, escort, and even murder."
Feng Qingsui: “…”
She picked out a bottle of beef sauce and said with a smile, "See if there's anyone selling pancakes outside. Let's have some midnight snack."
Wuhua immediately took the order and left.
The master and servant drank a whole bottle of beef sauce with steaming hot pancakes in the middle of the night and were so full that they almost couldn't sleep.
The next morning, Feng Qingsui took Wuhua and several carts of supplies he had prepared and rushed to the South City Gate to meet up with other medical officers.
Ji Changqing first went to the palace to bid farewell to the emperor, and then went to the south gate with a group of disaster relief officials.
After the two met, the disaster relief team set off, picked up the third battalion of the capital in the southern suburbs, and then turned southeast towards Hezhou.
Because we were in a hurry, we naturally had no time to cook at noon, so we just ate dry food.
Only after setting up camp and resting at night can we have a hot meal.
Feng Qingsui enjoyed the delicious pickles prepared by Ji Changqing, and he also ate the dry food at noon with gusto.
Pei Yunzhan suffered a lot.
No sooner had he been recommended to the Ministry of Works than he was dispatched to provide disaster relief. In his haste, he forgot to ask the cook to prepare his favorite pickles, so he had to temporarily send someone to buy some pickles from outside.
These pickles were not to his taste and he frowned while eating them.
He only ate one pancake and then ordered people to clear the dishes.
"Master, are you full?"
The servant Songyan asked in surprise.
He responded calmly, bowed, and got out of the carriage.
I wanted to walk for a while to relieve the fatigue of sitting in the carriage for a whole morning, but I ran into Feng after just a few steps.
His brows suddenly furrowed.
Ji Changqing is such an arrogant person that he even brought his eldest sister-in-law with him to provide disaster relief and quell the rebellion. Was he afraid that others would not know that he is violating human ethics and has no shame?
Feng was also shameless. She followed along and brought several carts of luggage with her.
What do they consider disaster relief and rebellion suppression?
Is it an opportunity for them to travel and talk about love?
Feng Qingsui also saw him. Seeing him staring at him, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Master Pei, is there something wrong?"
Pei Yunzhan said coldly: "Madam Feng, have you ever opened your eyes and looked around?"
"What's wrong with the surroundings?"
"Have you not noticed that you are the only female member of the entire team?"
“…”
Feng Qingsui patted the medical officer badge hanging on his waist and said sympathetically, "I didn't expect that Master Pei, at such a young age, has such poor eyesight that he can't even see such a large badge."
"How about I prescribe you a prescription to clear your liver and brighten your eyes, so that you don't get confused when you get to Hezhou and can't even tell the difference between the soldiers and the rebels?"
Pei Yunzhan sneered: "Using public power for personal gain and being proud of it? This really opens my eyes."
Feng Qingsui sighed with a "tsk".
"Master Pei, it would be much better for you to continue traveling the world. Why get involved in this murky officialdom? With your eyes and brains, I'm really worried you won't live past thirty."
After saying that, he shook his head and walked away.
Pei Yunzhan was furious.
Is everyone like Ji Changqing, busy and busy, licking hemorrhoids and sucking carbuncles, and only knowing how to flatter his superiors?
If his father and brother had not taken the initiative to recommend him to the Ministry of Works, and had not persuaded him earnestly, saying that the Pei family was not as strong as before and that the sisters in the clan were counting on him for help, and he had not agreed out of weakness, he would never have entered the officialdom.
Feng, a dodder who only knows how to cling to the powerful, actually dared to mock him.
It's ridiculous.
He turned around angrily and returned to the carriage.
Half a day later, dusk fell and the army set up camp by a river and cooked.
Ji Changqing went to the river to catch a few fish, picked some wild vegetables by the river, and added the pheasants and mushrooms that Zhuying caught in the mountains and forests, and gathered some ingredients to make a hot pot.
Feng Qingsui didn't expect to have such a treat on the road, and he praised the food highly.
A thought flashed through my mind countless times: It would be great if I could master Taoist magic like the Universe in My Sleeve.
Put Ji Changqing into your sleeve and take him wherever you go. When he is hungry, take him out and cook for him. Wouldn’t that be great?
——I only dare to think about it, and never dare to say it out loud.
What would happen if Ji Changqing knew that I dared to have feelings for him?
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