Chapter Thirty-Seven: Gossip

  But without a culture dish or test tube, these most basic tools, even if she had the most advanced prescription in her mind, it was destined to be useless.

  Seeing her so diligent in studying medicine, Ning De Rong also found it somewhat strange and said to Ning Xianbi: "In the field of medicine, although drugs are crucial, acupuncture, massage, and medicinal baths are also indispensable. Why do you only favor drugs? Your massage is good, but this acupuncture is really ordinary, you should work harder on this aspect."

  Ning Xianbi smiled and said, "Third Grandfather, I don't want to be a world-renowned doctor or the best in the country. Why do I need to be all-around capable? I like medicinal herbs, so naturally I only study medicinal herbs. Can't I still go out and treat illnesses even if I'm not proficient in everything?"

  Ning De's face turned pale and his spirit was wounded. In the past few years, he had been cultivating Ning Fengbi as a disciple, but now he thought that even if this girl learned his medical skills, she would not be able to practice medicine outside. Although his foster parents were not good to him in the past, they still took care of him for many years, but the medical skills passed down by his ancestors for hundreds of years would be lost like this. What face would he have to see them with after his death?

  Ning Xi looked at Ning De's stunned expression and couldn't help but laugh: "Third Master, don't be disheartened. How old are you now? Your body is still robust, isn't it? In the future, when Qing Lian can no longer come and go as she pleases in your residence, Third Master can look for a talented individual to take as a disciple and inherit his legacy. As for me, I'll focus on researching medicine, maybe one day I'll even invent new medicines."

  Ning De Rong finally cracked a smile, nodding and smiling: "What Peony said is right, Grandpa will wait another two years, if he meets someone with good qualifications, he'll take on an apprentice." After finishing speaking, looking at the sky nearing noon, he smiled and said: "Grandpa's going to go eat at the restaurant with Old Clock today, Peony can head back home to eat. Is there anything you want to eat? Tell Grandpa, I'll bring some back for you later."

  Ning Xianbi smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Master, for your kind intentions. The peony doesn't have much of an appetite either. As long as you enjoy your meal, that's all that matters. Just remember to drink a little less wine." With that, she bid farewell and left.

  As soon as she entered the second gate, several brothers came over together, and when they saw her, they all stopped. Ning Chenguang smiled and said: "Sixth sister, is this just back from Xinglin Garden? Really, why do you like to play with those things, sisters are all complaining that you don't get close to them."

  Ning Xian smiled and didn't answer, but casually asked, "Where are you guys going? Aren't you afraid of getting sunburned at noon?"

  Ning Cheyu smiled and said, "Of course we're not afraid. Today is the Third Young Master of Ruiqin Wangfu treating us as guests, so even if it's a big sun or thunderstorm, we have to go." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but smile and say, "The Third Young Master met you last time and said to pass on a message, but you didn't tell us. There's some complaint in his words."

  Ning Feng's heart secretly cursed that petty bastard, but her face remained calm with a faint smile: "I forgot for the moment, it wasn't a big deal, if he wanted to invite his brothers, wouldn't he have sent an invitation or dispatched someone to inform us?" After finishing speaking, she slightly bowed and bid farewell to several boys before heading towards the White Peony Courtyard.

  Ning Cheyu looked back at her figure, shook his head and smiled: "Sixth sister's temperament is too cold, and she doesn't get close to her sisters. It's really strange, Third Uncle is a gentle person, and Third Aunt is also gentle and kind when meeting people. Sixth sister's temperament is like no one else."

  Ning Che laughed and said, "Big brother, what are you worried about? She's still young, after two years, when she has more thoughts, and talks with her sisters, they will naturally become closer. Hmm? Big brother is worried, isn't it because he's afraid that in the future, big sister-in-law will enter the door and suffer from Sixth Sister's temper?"

  Before he could finish speaking, Ning Che Yu kicked him and he hastily dodged with a smile. Ning Che Yu was already fifteen years old this year and had recently become engaged to the eldest daughter of the Zhongyong Bo Fu, who was said to have a good temperament and appearance. Lady Qu had been beaming with joy for the past few days, so everyone in the manor knew about it, which was why Ning Che Yu couldn't resist teasing his elder brother today.

  Not mentioning the brothers laughing and leaving, only Ning Fengbi walked back and forth, also having some sighs in her heart, secretly thinking how much fate had changed in this life. Now it seems that Shen Qianshan, that ruthless and unfeeling cold-blooded man, actually has some connection with the Duke's residence. It's strange, even though he liked Bai Cai Zhu in his past life, he never got close to the brothers in the residence.

  Just then, Yu'er muttered beside her: "This is really strange. The third son of the Ruiqin Prince's mansion isn't Shen San Gongzi? How can Da Ye Er Ye San Ye be older than him and still let him pay the bill? Even if they're sitting at the same table, their ages aren't comparable, right?"

  The mountain tea smiled and said, "You don't understand this? Although Shen San Gongzi is young, he handles things like a small adult. The whole city knows that this young master is the darling of the Empress Dowager, even the Emperor likes him very much, and the Empress also benefits from it. It's said that although Shen Da Lao Ye is the wise prince, everyone says that the future of this palace depends on this third master."

  "Alright, that's none of our business, stop wagging your tongues." Suddenly, Ning Fenglan said a sentence lightly, and the two maids exchanged a glance, stuck out their tongues at each other, and then fell silent.

  That man, as if born for wealth and fame, was far superior to others from a young age. If I say that crossing over is just opening the golden finger, then Shen Qianshan's life is like having an external hang-up, even more fierce than mine.

  But what's the point of having so many halos? What's the point of having all the beauty in the world on one's body? In the end, isn't it just a fate of being confined and copied at home? Fortunately, all those distant things will no longer have anything to do with oneself.

  In the blink of an eye, it was Dragon Boat Festival. On this day, everyone started bustling about early in the morning. The entire mansion had peach branches inserted everywhere, and mugwort was placed on the windowsills. As soon as they entered Ning Xiangyuan, they caught a whiff of the fragrance of glutinous rice. Madame Yu and Ning Fengbi lifted the curtain and went inside, just in time to see everyone gathered around Old Lady Jiang chatting. When they saw her arrive, Bai Caizhi and Ning Fengyue stood up, and after exchanging greetings, Ning Fengyue pulled Ning Fengbi's hand and smiled: "You've come at just the right time. Today, the small kitchen here made zongzi, and Old Lady said we can eat lunch here too."

  Ning Xi smiled and said, "I wonder why, as soon as I entered the courtyard, I smelled a sweet rice fragrance." After finishing speaking, footsteps were heard outside, and then Ning Che Yu, Ning Che Shou and several other brothers also came to pay their respects to Old Lady Jiang. Afterwards, the brothers discussed going out onto the streets.