The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Being interrupted by Little Jing Kong, the topic just now didn't continue.

Seven days later, Gu Jiao went to the medical hall again.

The medical hall had been emptied this time as well.

Gu Jiao frowned. She forgot to tell the other party last time that he shouldn't continue to disrupt the business in the medical hall.

The man hadn't arrived yet. Instead, the young bodyguard, who was sent flying on the tree by Gu Jiao, led several other guards to clear the field first.

Gu Jiao was a bit angry.

The Rejuvenation Hall was the only medical hall in the town. Every day, many patients come to see a physician here, and inviting everyone out would only delay the treatment of these patients.

The man didn't let Gu Jiao wait long. He entered the medical hall wearing a bamboo hat.

A veil was also attached around the hat to properly cover his head.

He could see things outside, but people outside couldn’t see his face.

"Girl." The man greeted her pleasantly, and his tone was a little more relaxed than last time, "The girl's medicine is really effective. My condition has not worsened any further."

There was even a slight improvement, which he did not say for the time being, for fear that it was just his own illusion.

Gu Jiao didn't rush to examine him, but said, "Don't forcibly occupy the entire medical hall for yourself in the future. The medical hall is not your private property. You have no right to invite other patients out."

The young bodyguard gritted his teeth and said, "What do you know? Do you know who my Lord is?"

"Shut up." The man stopped the young man from talking.

The young bodyguard realized that he had nearly made a slip of the tongue and shut his mouth angrily.

Gu Jiao said indifferently, "I don't care who you are. In short, you are a patient when you set foot in here. All patients are treated equally, not on the basis of status, but on the basis of illness."

The man slammed on the table and said impassionately, "Good one! Not on the basis of status, but on the basis of illness! If all the physicians in the State of Zhao can be like the girl, do we still have to worry about the common people being cured? The girl, as a woman, has such awareness, so how come... "

"Take off your pants!" Gu Jiao interrupted him.

“…”

The corner of the man’s mouth twitched: Can't you wait for me to finish boot-licking first?

Gu Jiao began to examine him.

All the servants had gone out, and there was only the pair of physician and patient in the room. Even so, the man still couldn’t avoid blushing.

On the other hand, Gu Jiao was extremely calm.

Finally, the man couldn't help it. He asked with a flushed face, "Girl, how do you manage to be so calm?"

Gu Jiao said, "I've seen more."

The man: "...!!!”

What kind of savage answer was that!!?

"You’ll be taking the second shot today." Gu Jiao took out penicillin again.

The image of being injected with those needles came to mind, the man was immediately afraid and panicked, "Wait, can I... Ow——"

The man stiffened, biting the quilt.

……

The date of the provincial exam of this dynasty was the same as that of the previous dynasty, both in the eighth month, but in order to settle down in the provincial capital early, some examinees living in remote areas set off from home in the sixth month.

Xiao Liulang would be escorted by the Lin Family’s carriage with swift horses, so they didn’t have to worry so much, but of course, they couldn’t leave too late either.

Two people made breakfast in the kitchen.

Gu Jiao asked Xiao Liulang, "When are you going to leave?"

"Three days later." Xiao Liulang said.

"Is Feng Lin going too?"

"En, he’ll be going as well."

"Good, there is someone to look after you on the journey." With Feng Lin there, Gu Jiao could rest assured. He might not take good care of himself, but he would certainly take good care of Xiao Liulang.

Thinking of something, Gu Jiao asked, "Will you pass by Song County?"

Song County was Feng Lin's hometown, and where Xiao Liulang lived with his mother and brother once.

Xiao Liulang shook his head and said, "No, the direction is different. If you go to the capital by water, you can pass by it."

There was a canal in Song County, and one of the court’s two major salt shipments was near Song County.

Gu Jiao let out “oh” as a reply.

On New Year's Eve, Feng Lin shed a lot of tears in their home. It would be a relief if he could visit his home.

Gu Jiao said, "Then I wish him to pass the provincial exam, that way he can go to the capital to take the exam next year and visit home by the way."

There was no implication in her words whatsoever, but when Gu Jiao finished speaking, she felt something was off. How could she forget? Dean Li told her that Xiao Liulang didn't want to go to the capital to take the exam.

She never advised him anything.

He had his own life and his own choices.

……

Three days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Liulang was about to leave for the provincial capital.

Steward Zhou brought the carriage to the village early, knowing that Xiao Liulang had things to pack, he directly parked the carriage in front of Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang’s house.

The Lin Family was the most affluent family in the provincial capital and the overlord of salt trade. Their carriage was more luxurious than that of the Marquis Estate. There were four tall and mighty swift horses, which were taller than adult men.

According to law, merchants and the like couldn’t enjoy such high-standard transportation, but the imperial family gave such a privilege to the Lin Family.

The carriage was big enough, and there was a soft couch inside, you could say it was an ancient version of RV.

Gu Jiao was quite satisfied to know that this kind of carriage would take Xiao Liulang to the provincial capital.

There were many village people watching the scene of the bustle, but they were afraid to approach because of the guards and mighty-looking horses.

Only the newborn calf Gouwa, who always grew grass next door, wasn’t afraid of tigers and vigorously climbed on the carriage.

Xue Ningxiang was embarrassed as she took the little guy down, but Gouwa wouldn't cooperate.

Steward Zhou laughed and said, "It’s fine, let him sit inside for now, just watch over him so he doesn't fall."

Xue Ningxiang knew she was basking in her neighbor's light. She was the little widow in the village and secretly suffered a lot of dirty looks. Sometimes human nature was not evil, but the environment could be cruel. When evilness had become a custom, even good people would raise their butcher knives.

Today, however, she, a despised little widow, was able to hold her son in her arms and sit in a carriage that the villagers dared not approach.

She suddenly felt proud.

The trip this time would take much longer so Gu Jiao had packed up a bit more things. Feng Lin jumped out of the carriage to help her carry the baggage, and then listened to her explain what was in each bag.

Little Jing Kong found his brother-in-law again and started a man-to-man conversation with him.

The location was still in the latrine.

Xiao Liulang was speechless. What kind of quirk did this little monk have? Must he have his pants taken down first before he could talk to people?

Little Jing Kong sat majestically on his little chamber pot. If one didn't know better, they would think he was sitting on the dragon throne. He simply looked imposing to death!

He said seriously, "You’re leaving home again, and you’ll be away for a long time this time. Take care of yourself and don't let the family worry too much."

Xiao Liulang really didn’t want to hear his trumpet voice at this time.

But Little Jing Kong went on to say, "Also, you are a mature examinee. Don't count on someone to motivate you. Learn how to take the first rank in the exam yourself."

Xiao Liulang：“…”

It was as if he had help in getting first place before?

"All right, I won’t say much. Take care." Little Jing Kong said as he reached out his little hand, intending to pat his bad brother-in-law on the shoulder like an elder, but he forgot that he was sitting on a chamber pot, so he could only reach Xiao Liulang's butt.

Xiao Liulang who turned his head to look at the little hand holding his butt: "???”

There was no class in the private school today. Gu Yan was someone who was too lazy to get out of bed, but he still asked Gu Xiaoshun to wake him up so he could say goodbye to his brother-in-law.

And then he went back to his room to sleep more.contemporary romance

"Is that all?" Feng Lin took the last bag and asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao nodded, "Yes, that's all of Liulang’s things. I also made some pickles for you to eat on the road."

"All right!" Feng Lin happily went to the kitchen to get the pickles.

Watching him come out with a big jar of pickles, Steward Zhou expressed that the Lin Family were at least the wealthiest family in the provincial capital. Could they still be short of good food?

Pretty soon, when Steward Zhou tasted the pickles, he would begin to complain about why Feng Lin didn't get two more jars of it.

Now that everything was put in order, Gu Jiao sent Xiao Liulang into the carriage.

Seeing that the carriage was about to leave, Zhou shi and Gu Changhai, who had not appeared for many days, ran over with Gu Dashun.

“Jiao girl! Jiao girl!" Zhou shi changed her old cold expression and put on an incomparably flattering smile, saying, "Are you going to the provincial capital?"

While speaking, Zhou shi and Gu Changhai came in front of Gu Jiao.

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