Chapter 28: Stealing a half-day of leisure

In the early morning, the soft and non-dazzling sunlight shines into the house through the window edges, like flowing gold silk.

Su Xiaoliu worked hard for most of the night, and when he saw that his young master's high fever had indeed subsided, the tension in his head relaxed, and he lay down beside the bed sleepily and tiredly and fell asleep.

Su Mingjue woke up from her sleep leisurely, feeling as if her bones were falling apart, as if she had slept for a long time, and her tongue felt numb as if it had been injured by something.

When he opened his eyes, he found Su Xiaoliu sleeping beside his bed, holding a handkerchief in his hand. He didn't know when he fell asleep.

He got up and was about to give him some of the quilt covering him. Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes sleepily and rubbed them with his hands.

Seeing Su Mingjue wake up, he said with a hint of happiness in his eyes: "Master, you finally woke up, are you feeling better?"

Su Mingjue pushed himself up and asked, "Have I slept for a long time?"

Su Xiaoliu Putting the handkerchief aside, he stood up and supported Su Mingjue, took a Su embroidered pillow and put it behind him and said: "You have been sleeping since you came back from the boat yesterday, and you didn't wake up until now. By the time you count, you have already fallen asleep." It's been most of the day."

Su Mingjue didn't expect that he slept for so long. He vaguely remembered that he felt very cold after he rescued the person, and wanted to sleep all the time.

In a daze, he seemed to have drunk something bitter. He held his forehead and said, "I was sick yesterday."

Su Xiaoliu pulled up the slipping quilt and responded, "You had a high fever yesterday. If it weren't for I don't know what to do when Mr. Rong is here."

Su Mingjue was stunned when he heard this: "Mr. Rong, you are talking about Rong Zheng next door."

Su Xiaoliu nodded and said, "Yes, you had a severe fever last night, Huahua, Yingying and Mu Li both went out to look for the doctors, but they couldn't find any of them. Those doctors either went home to worship their ancestors or went out."

Su Xiaoliu paused, and then said: Fortunately, Mr. Rong helped me, and he took me with him. When the doctor came, he was able to prescribe the medicine and boil it for you to take. "

Su Mingjue leaned on the soft pillow and ordered: "Then remember to prepare some small gifts to send over to express our gratitude. "

Su Xiaoliu thought about what happened yesterday, he pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment and finally said: "It's just a gift, I'm afraid it's a bit light. Mr. Rong guarded the young master for most of the night yesterday, and it was just after dawn. Liang left because he was afraid of missing school time. "

Su Mingjue had just woken up, and his mind was not very clear at the moment. When he heard the word "school", he remembered that he had to go to school today. He said anxiously: "Get me some clothes quickly. We haven't reached the academy yet. I'm afraid I'm already late.

Su Xiaoliu comforted Su Mingjue's heart and said honestly: "Don't worry! Mr. Rong has already asked Master Zhang for leave on behalf of the young master, saying that the young master should have a good rest and go to school again after he recovers. " "

Listening to Su Xiaoliu's narration, Rong Zheng did take good care of him during his illness. Thinking about it this way, it was indeed a little too light to prepare only gifts to send him.

Su Mingjue had to think of other ways to thank others.

Thinking of this, Su Mingjue had to say : "Then let me think about it again, and there is no need to prepare anything. "

After sleeping all night and not eating supper, Su Mingjue was already ravenous.

As soon as he said the next sentence, a "gurgling" sound came from his stomach.

Su Xiaoliu laughed loudly when he heard the sound, and Su Mingjue fell over. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He tapped Su Xiaoliu's forehead with his hand and said with a chuckle: "You're so good, Xiaoliu, but you still laugh at me. Who doesn't scream when they're hungry?"

Su Xiaoliu smiled for a while, He stopped laughing. He walked to the washbasin stand nearby, picked up the basin and said, "I will help the young master wash up right now. I'm afraid Huahua's porridge has already been cooked. The young master can eat it after washing up." "

When Su Mingjue first passed away, he was not used to being served by others. He always felt that everyone was equal.

Later, when some of the boys saw him doing it himself, they all knelt down and begged for mercy, begging him to have mercy on them and give them a way to live.

When they first heard that Su Mingjue was still He understood what it meant. Later, he gradually understood that the maids and servants in the mansion were actually paid to do things. If he stopped letting them serve them, it would be as if they no longer needed them, and they would lose. Job opportunities.

Although this job opportunity is different from modern job opportunities, in this specific ancient context, it is just a means of making a living for them.

Nowadays, Su Mingjue also offers it to him. Although the person who gave me the money does not belong to him, in the eyes of this group of people, I feel that it was given by him.

And because I, as a modern person, do not understand some things in ancient times, the more I do, the more I will do it. The more mistakes he made, the more Su Mingjue would open his eyes and close his eyes to what these maids and servants were going to do.

He would not embarrass them and let each of them play their respective roles

! Compared with other masters, Su Mingjue himself did not have any pretensions, but the maids and servants in the cloud platform all liked him as a master.

Su Xiaoliu came in with a copper basin in his hand and filled another basin of warm water, followed closely behind. It was Huahua and Yingying who came to Su Mingjue's bed with a water bowl and green salt and a toothbrush.

Su Mingjue wanted to get up and eat, but after trying for a long time, he found that although his fever had subsided, his body was still weak.

When Su Xiaoliu saw this, he stopped Su Mingjue from getting up.

He called Huahua and Yingying over, and the three of them worked together to help Su Mingjue wash up.

Su Mingjue originally wanted to just brush her teeth and wash her face, but there was no need for that. It was too exaggerated for a big battle to require the help of three people.

But later I found that he had really thought too little. This body was made of porcelain. Even if he moved even slightly at this moment, he felt that his body was extremely tired.

After washing up, Huahua brought him a bowl of eight-treasure porridge.

Su Mingjue had just woken up from a high fever and had no appetite for anything.

After washing up, Su Mingjue had nothing to do . After he and Yingying had served him, they went to cook the medicine. He and Su Xiaoliu were the only ones left in the room.

Seeing that his master was still weak, Su Xiaoliu advised: "Master, why don't you sleep a little longer." "

Su Mingjue just woke up after a long nap. She really couldn't sleep. It seems that the days without school are not so easy.

There was nothing to kill in ancient times. Su Mingjue thought for a while and finally said to Su Xiaoliu: "Go and get me. If you get a new one, bring it to me and I'll pass the time with it. "

This book of words was given to him by Song Chunhe a few days ago. When he took it, he was mysterious and said it was very beautiful.

Su Mingjue has been busy practicing calligraphy and archery, and has no time to read it. It has been sitting there unused. Today Come to think of it, I want to read it.