Chapter 198: Ginseng

"Tomorrow, my sister will go up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, so you should go with it."
Okay, Shen Qingci wanted to go out a long time ago, or, she hugged Shen Qingrong again, and she complained with a flat mouth, "Daddy is the worst, and he doesn't let A Ning go out."
"Father is worried about you too," Shen Qingrong reached out and poked his sister's forehead with little force. "What can you complain about? My sister didn't come here like this back then, so I still have to take care of you."
Shen Qingci just smiled and said nothing. She hasn't been so happy for a long time. Since her sister got married, she felt that the whole Weiguo Palace was too deserted. Afterwards, her eldest brother will also marry his own children. By the time Daddy was safe, she didn't know how she would spend the rest of her life.
perhaps……
She gently placed her hands on her chest, and her fingers also touched the warmth of that side.
Maybe it can be the same.
"My family A Ning has grown up."
When Shen Qingrong saw her sister Miao like this, she knew what she had thought of.
"Is there?" Shen Qingci is not that Shen Qingrong has a thin face. When asked about the marriage, she was blushing. She has lived for two lives. She has tasted all the flavors in this world, and she has also suffered.
Therefore, the thickness of her face is not bad.
"No?" Shen Qingrong stroked his sister's small face, "My family A Ning is so good," she can't help but sigh every time she sees Shen Qingci, Shen Qingci is really like a dead mother. , It's really beautiful and beautiful, that is, she still remembers her mother's appearance before it grows up. In the future, her younger sister's appearance may be better than her mother's.
That is, there is still a ball of childishness now, so it makes people feel as if she is a little too young, but it doesn’t matter, it’s okay to be older. Some girls grow slower, maybe her sister Too.
"Okay, I'm going back too," Shen Qing took too long to quit. There are still four children in the house. If she is not there, I am afraid that they will all be troublesome. But thinking of the four little ancestors in the family, she It's all such a headache, I just hope that they will be like younger sisters in the future, so obedient, so easy to carry, but when you think about it, it's all about them being bigger.
"My sister will come to pick you up tomorrow," Shen Qingrong helped his sister get her hair straightened again.
"Sister, I know."
Shen Qingci held Shen Qingrong's arm and drove her into the carriage, and then watched Shen Qingrong leave. Suddenly, she felt a little deserted, and she just remembered that Song Mingjiang was still there.
No, she patted her face. It seemed that she had let him wait for a long time, but when she passed, the people there told her that Song Mingjiang had gone back, saying that the mother at home had a slight body. Chao.
That's it...
Forget it, see you another day.
She returned to her yard and asked Madam He and Bai Zhu Baimei to help prepare. She didn’t need to prepare anything for the gate tomorrow. Naturally, Prince Jun’s Mansion would prepare everything.
But she still has to bring something, after all, Prince Jun's Mansion is Prince Jun's Mansion, and she is her.
At this time, Song Mingjiang was also a little helpless waiting for the doctor. He just went out for a while, but when he came back, his mother was sick and the coming was menacing, which was really worrying.
My mother's health has always been good, but what's the reason for her sudden illness?
"Doctor, what happened to my mother?" Doctor Song Mingjiang came out and hurriedly greeted him.
"Is her old man well?"
"Master Song don't worry too much." When the doctor came out, his face was not so heavy, which also made Song Mingjiang breathe a sigh of relief first. The old doctor's words also made him really relieved.
The old doctor stroked his beard lightly, and that was what he said.
"It's normal for the old lady to get sick easily at this age, and her body is a little unwell at this time."
"Is that serious?"
When Song Mingjiang heard the doctor's words, he couldn't help but worry, "But is there a way to cure it?"
"Yes," the old doctor nodded lightly. "The old lady's illness is actually not incurable. In fact, it is a disease of wealth and wealth. It will take a hundred years of ginseng to be able to maintain it. That's how it can make up for a year and a half. That's fine, as long as you pay more attention to it in the future, don't make the old lady angry anymore, go with her, then it will be fine."
"Hundred-year-old ginseng?" Song Mingjiang hurriedly asked when he heard about 100-year-old ginseng, "Does the doctor know where to find 100-year-old ginseng?" There are ginseng in his mansion, but there is no one.
"I don't know this either." The doctor shook his head. "You can go to the major pharmacies, maybe there will be." Generally, the century-old ginseng is too precious, so it is the treasure of the major pharmacies. It is used to save lives, and it is not easy to take out.
As for the others, there may be some people who have them, but they are all stored in the mansion. People like the Song family should have no such background.
Song Mingjiang sent the doctor away, and hurriedly sent people to look for the century-old ginseng. However, the servants ran across the entire capital, but they were not found. Without ginseng, how can Jin’s disease be cured? And you have to eat it for a year or a half. How can there be so many century-old ginseng?
No, he couldn't wait like this, and he strode out and was about to go to Prince Jun's Mansion.
"You want 100-year-old ginseng?"
When Princess Jun heard this, she was also taken aback.
This is an extremely rare medicinal material, and it cannot be bought.
"Yes, aunt, I wonder if there is aunt here? It takes a hundred years, preferably five hundred years..."
When Song Mingjiang said this, his face was hot, and of course it was hard to tell. He was a scholar, and naturally he had the nobility of a scholar. He was really hard to speak when he begged people so quietly.
But for the sake of the mother who nurtured him and raised him with hard work, no matter what, he also required ginseng.
Princess Jun shook her head and sighed, "It's not that my aunt doesn't want to give it to you. It's just that I don't have it in my mansion now. Maybe there are still some in the palace except for a few households in Beijing."
When Song Mingjiang heard about the palace, his face turned white. He didn't know how he got out of Prince Jun's Mansion. He just knew that when he turned his head, he was already standing here.
He turned his head and couldn't help but looked at the lacquered red door of King Jun's Mansion, and the corners of his lips hurt.
Only in the palace, but with his current status as a scholar, how can he enter the palace and get ginseng?
Even if he was the champion, he might not be able to obtain this 500-year-old ginseng.