Chapter 199 Want a Hundred Years of Ginseng

"Tomorrow, my sister is going up the mountain to worship the Buddha, so you should go with it."

Alright, Shen Qingci wanted to go out a long time ago, but she hugged Shen Qingrong again and complained, "Daddy is the worst, he won't let A Ning go out."

"Father is also worried about you," Shen Qingrong stretched out her hand and poked her sister's forehead with little force, "What else do you have to complain about? Back then, my sister didn't come here like this, so she still has to take care of you."

Shen Qingci just smiled and said nothing. She hadn't been so happy for a long time. Since her sister got married, she felt that the entire Duke Wei's mansion was too deserted. When the eldest brother married his own son, When her father is safe and sound, she doesn't know how she will spend the rest of her life.

perhaps……

She gently placed her hands on her chest, and her fingers touched the warmth of that side.

Maybe so too.

"My Ah Ning has grown up."

As soon as Shen Qingrong saw Sister Miao like this, she knew what she was thinking.

"Is there?" Shen Qingci is not Shen Qingrong's thin-skinned face. When she was asked about her marriage back then, her face was red and her ears were red. She has lived two lives. She has tasted all the flavors in this world, and she has also suffered from eight sufferings.

Therefore, her skin thickness is not bad.

"Did you still say no?" Shen Qingrong stroked her little sister's face lightly, "My family's A Ning is so good," she can't help but sigh every time she sees Shen Qingci, Shen Qingci really looks like a dead mother , It's really like a painting, and she is absolutely beautiful, that is, she still remembers her mother's appearance, and her younger sister's appearance may be even better than her mother's in the future.

That is, there is still a group of childishness, so it makes people feel that she is a little too small, but it doesn't matter, it is better to be older, some girls grow slowly, maybe her sister's sister Too.

"Okay, I'm going back too," Shen Qing took too long to resign. There are four children in the house. If she's not here, I'm afraid they will all make trouble, but thinking of the four little ancestors in the family, she It's such a headache, I just hope that they will be like sisters in the future, so obedient, so easy to carry, but if you think about it again, it will only be possible for them to be older.

"Sister will come to pick you up tomorrow," Shen Qingrong helped her sister straighten her hair again.

"Sister, I know."

Shen Qingci hugged Shen Qingrong's arm, put her on the carriage, and then watched Shen Qingrong leave. Suddenly, she felt a little deserted, and she remembered that Song Mingjiang was still there.

No, she patted her face, it seemed that she had made him wait for a long time, but after she passed, the servant there told her that Song Mingjiang had already gone back, saying that the mother at home was a little sick ill.

That's it...

Forget it, see you another day.

When she returned to her yard, she also asked Mammy He and Baizhu Baimei to help prepare. In fact, she didn't need to prepare the things she would use when she went out tomorrow. The Prince Jun's Mansion would naturally prepare everything.

But she still had to bring something, after all, Prince Jun's Mansion was Prince Jun's Mansion, and she was 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 ill, and he was still aggressive, which was really worrying.

My mother has always been in good health, but why is she suddenly so ill?

"Doctor, how is my mother?" Dr. Song Mingjiang came out and hurriedly greeted her.

"Is her old man okay?"

"Young Master Song, don't worry too much." When the doctor came out, his face was not so heavy, which also made Song Mingjiang first breathe a sigh of relief. And the old doctor's words really made him feel relieved.

The old doctor stroked his beard lightly, and that's what he said.

"It's normal for the old lady to be easily sick at her age. At this point, her body is not very good."

"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 disease is not incurable, in fact, it is a disease of wealth, and those who need 100 years of ginseng to survive will take care of it, and it will take a year and a half to make up for this disease. That's fine, as long as you pay more attention in the future, don't make the old lady angry, and follow her, then there will be no serious problem."

"Hundred-year ginseng?" Song Mingjiang asked eagerly when he heard the century-old ginseng, "Does the doctor know where to find 100-year-old ginseng?" There is ginseng in his house, but there is no 100-year-old ginseng.

"I don't know about this either," the doctor shook his head, "Young Master can go to the major pharmacies, maybe there will be." Usually, 100-year-old ginseng is too precious, so it is the treasure of the major pharmacies. It is used to save lives, and it will not be taken out easily.

As for the others, there may be some of you, but they are all in the mansion. People like the Song family should not have such a background.

Song Mingjiang asked the doctor to send him away, and quickly sent him to find ginseng that was a hundred years old. However, the servants traveled almost all over the capital, but they couldn't find them, and there was no ginseng. How can Jin's disease be cured? And it takes a year and a half to eat, how can there be so many hundred-year-old ginseng?

No, he couldn't wait like this, and he strode out the door, 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 is not something you can buy.

"Yes, aunt, I don't know if my aunt has it here? It takes a hundred years, preferably five hundred years..."

When Song Mingjiang said this, his face was hot, and of course it was difficult to open his mouth. He was a scholar, and naturally he had the aloofness of a scholar. He was really difficult to open his mouth when he begged people in such a low voice.

But for the mother who gave birth to him and raised him with hard work, no matter what, he still requires ginseng.

Princess Jun shook her head and sighed softly, "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 besides a few households in Beijing now, there are only some in the palace."

When Song Mingjiang heard the palace, his face turned pale. He didn't know how he got out of Prince Jun's mansion, but he just knew that when it was his turn to turn around, he was already standing here.

He couldn't help but look back at the lacquered red door of Prince Jun's Mansion, and the corners of his lips hurt.

Only the palace has it, and with his current status as a jinshi, how can he enter the palace, and then obtain ginseng?

Even if he is the champion, he may not be able to obtain this five-hundred-year-old ginseng.