Although Ji Qubing is notoriously difficult to recruit and his speech is notoriously unpleasant, based on Wei Changying's experience, he still cares about Mrs. Song's affection and has no regard for Mrs. Song's flesh and blood. , after all, he can be moved by enduring his temper.
However, this time Ji Qubing refused to visit Ji Qubing despite all his good words. The reason was that although the poisons of Su Yuwu and Pei Yu were cured, he was inspired by the process of preparing the antidote. I have another idea about the purpose of the crane. Now is the time to immerse yourself in it and not want to be distracted.
In the end, Guard Chief Ying was really anxious, and he reluctantly gave in: "Either you send people here, and you want to delay my coming and going!"
When it came to this matter, Wei Changying had no choice but to send someone to report to Sikong Mansion quickly.
At noon, people could be heard shouting outside Ji's house... It was Song Zaijiang, the three brothers and sisters. Although they were disappointed after receiving the letter, they did not dare to delay. They hurriedly drove Song Yu Wang in the family's largest and most stable carriage. Seek medical attention.
Jian Nu carried Song Yuwang into the room with cheers and crowds. When Ji Qubing came out, everyone looked at him with fear. He casually picked up Song Yuwang's wrist and put it down for a moment. Before he could ask about his condition, Ji Qubing Ji Ji raised his sleeves and said, "All the women will go out first. Where is the Song family? Stay and help me."
At this moment, the female relatives around were besides the maids, including Wei Changying and Song Zaishui. Because Song Zaijiang and Song Zaitian were both here, someone had to be left to look after the house, so Huo was left at home to clean up the mess.
After hearing Ji Qubing's words, both cousins' expressions tightened. Song Zaishui was worried about his father and blurted out, "How is my father?"
Ji Qubing didn't even raise his head and said in a cold voice: "You ask me, who am I asking? You haven't seen me yet and I haven't been diagnosed yet?!"
Although Song Zaishui was grand, he was still a spoiled child at home. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he said. His face suddenly turned red. He didn't know whether he was more angry or ashamed. Wei Changying quickly smoothed things over and said: " Cousin, let’s go out first. Perhaps Miracle Doctor Ji will send us away before we can make a diagnosis.”
Ji Qubing hummed and said, "Even you, a complete outsider in medical science, understand what I mean. This Miss Song's smart face was wasted. How come she doesn't even know this truth?"
"..." Wei Changying forcibly pulled Song Zaishui out of the door and sighed, "So in every house in the imperial capital, no one is willing to seek medical treatment from this master unless it is absolutely necessary. Did you see that? Don't argue with him. You won't be able to argue with him." You see, I don’t even care about him!”
These words were indeed very effective for Song Zaishui, who knew her temper well. Song Zaishui glared at her for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Even you said that you can only endure it. Do you think I can't bear it?"
Wei Changying saw that she was still depressed because Ji Qubing had asked her just now and was so angry that she couldn't get off the stage, so he comforted her: "Don't be angry. Although his words are not nice, there is one good thing about him, which is his medical skills." It’s really good. Just treat it like an uncle!”
Song Zaishui thought for a while and said, "This is more like a sentence. If he can cure his father, it won't matter if I put up with him for a few more words."
It was already very hot under the sun at this time. The two of them stood in the court and said a few words before looking for a place to sit. However, the doctor's courtyard was different. Although the side rooms on both sides were unlocked, the rooms that were pushed open were all filled with medicinal materials. They were so densely packed that there was nowhere to go, let alone a place to sit down.
Moreover, although the corridors on both sides have been used as seats for beauties, various medicinal materials are also hung up at this moment, and there is only room for one person to sit in the occasional empty space.
Song Zaishui saw it and asked, "Can you clear a place for him so we can sit and wait and put it away for him later?"
"It's better not to do it." Wei Changying advised her, "The reason why he refuses to visit the doctor today is said to be because he has some knowledge about You Laihe from the Rong people. He has been studying this recently, so he doesn't want to waste his time coming to your house. Chen Guang, maybe he was the one who mixed these medicines with You Laihe? We don’t have anyone here who understands the properties of medicines. If we make a mistake and make him angry, it will be another problem. "
Song Zaishui sighed: "This master... alas, let's not mention him!"
"Looking at his appearance, I want both cousins to stay and help. I think he may need some time. Why don't we leave two people here to guard him? Let's go outside and find a place to sit." Wei Changying suggested, " There are so many medicines here, and the sun brings out the smell, which is really smoky. "
Song Zaishui responded listlessly - Ji Qubing only had three servants, two seniors and one junior, so naturally they couldn't be here all the time. There was no one to lead the way, and Wei Changying was not very familiar with this place. He followed his memory and followed a courtyard that seemed to be a place for entertaining guests. As a result, as they walked, they entered the ajar gate and saw the pale-faced Su Yuwu playing chess with the equally pale-faced Pei Yu on the stone table and bench under the grape trellis. The servants sent by the two families to serve them stood by with their hands down, watching the battle.
They heard the footsteps and looked over together. They were surprised when they saw the two female relatives.
But Su Yuwu obviously misunderstood. He threw away the chess piece and stood up. He smiled and said, "Cousin, are you here to see me?"
Only when Wei Changying entered the door did he realize that he had gone to the wrong place. He wanted to find a place to rest, but unexpectedly he entered the courtyard for patients in Ji Zhai. It happened that Ji Qubing had placed Su Yuwu and Pei Yu in the same room. At this place, the two of them were playing chess quietly again. The servants watching the chess were very gentle, and it was impossible to tell that there was anyone outside. He came in carelessly without even knocking. Just as he was embarrassed, he simply accepted Su Yuwu's greeting and said vaguely: "Cousin, you can actually get up now?"
Then he saw Pei Yu standing up slowly to greet him, and nodded to him, "Is Mr. Pei well now?"
Su Yuwu smiled and said: "Maybe I can get up, but I still don't have much strength. Doctor Ji said that his vitality was damaged, and he suffered a trauma and lost a lot of blood, so he needs to take good care of himself."
Pei Yu also said: "Mrs. Lao Wei asked me. I'm fine. Now I only need to take a few more medicines and I can return home."
"Then you have to make up for it." Wei Changying said a few words of concern, thinking that since Song Zaishui came with him, he had to introduce him, "This is my uncle's cousin. My uncle is feeling a little unwell today." , I came to Divine Doctor Ji for treatment, and my cousin was worried that my uncle would come with him. Now Divine Doctor Ji sent us out, so we came here to take a look. "
Su Yuwu and Pei Yu met Song Zaishui. Of course, Su Yuwu followed Wei Changying and called her cousin. In fact, Wei Changying didn't tell them, but the two of them also guessed that Song Zaishui was in a hurry and didn't wear any clothes. The scar on the curtain cap and the beautiful face is a bit shocking, but her original beauty is still intact, and her demeanor is impeccable. One can't help but feel sorry for her - who else can such a young lady be except the former quasi-princess?
Neither Su Yuwu nor Pei Yu liked to talk about others, especially other women's families, but now they saw it in their eyes and secretly felt sorry in their hearts. Although he didn't dare to look at Song Zaishui, he was paying attention to her from the corners of his eyes. This meeting with Li was because Wei Changying said that Song Yu was ill - this was a first-rank official and Sikong of the dynasty, and both public and private people had to inquire about it.
Wei Changying didn't know the details, so Song Zaishui explained: "My father Xu was too busy with government affairs and neglected to maintain his health, so that when he went out today, he suddenly felt like fainting. Fortunately, the boy and the servant were by his side, so he didn't fall down. We just asked the court judge and the imperial doctor to diagnose, but the court judge could only slightly alleviate my father's pain. My brother was worried and asked again and again, and the court judge recommended Dr. Ji... Fortunately, my cousin had some connections with Shen Ji. This is..."
Su Yuwu and Pei Yu both sighed and comforted her not to worry, Song Sikong Ji had his own destiny... When these words were almost finished, a servant from Pei Yu's side had the courage to come up. Remind him that he should go inside and drink his medicine.
Wei Changying was already ready to take advantage of the situation to leave, but when he saw Pei Yu complaining and following his servants into the house, Su Yuwu had no intention of entering the house yet, so he asked strangely: "Cousin, don't you want to take medicine?"
Su Yuwu said: "The medicine Doctor Ji gave us is different, and the time it takes to drink the medicine is also different. I have to drink it after an hour."
Since he said that, Wei Changying left without saying anything. After thinking about the topic, he asked him how he was injured: "How come all five of you were so seriously injured?" In fact, this Wei Zhengyin had already talked to him before. She gave a rough idea. It was said that they were accidentally ambushed. However, because the Rong people misjudged their strength, they ended up with a tragic victory. No matter how brutal the method was, there was always the word "victory" to defeat the Holy Lord. .
"It's a long story..." When Su Yuwu heard this topic, he seemed to recall the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere on the battlefield, and the sudden life and death. His pupils shrank slightly, he sighed, and roughly talked about the situation over Donghu and this tragic incident. The story of the battle of victory...
At first, Wei Changying was the only one who kept asking questions. Gradually, Song Zaishui also became interested. He stopped looking outside the courtyard frequently to know what the situation was like over there at Song Yuwang, and started to join in and ask questions carefully.
The three people gradually started to discuss the war in a lively manner - Su Yuwu mentioned that after the ambush, his own soldiers desperately escorted the generals to break out, and they tried their best to gather the troops and rush into the battle, but the soldiers suddenly came up from all sides to kill them, and there were magic arrows. Hiding his hands in a high place, he sniped down and killed the generals and brave men in the procession. The formation was in chaos and could not be restrained... This was the time when arrows rained down, the sound of killing shook the ground, and everyone's eyes were red as blood and flesh flew everywhere. , risking one's life and forgetting one's own death - although he has left Donghu, he is now sitting under the grape trellis of the comfortable imperial capital and describing this battle that has passed and was won with two elegant ladies who look like people in a painting. Su Yuwu said The scene of Pao Ze's death at the hands of the soldiers was still a bit choked up, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he excused himself and turned away.
Song Zaishui looked solemn, picked up the tea bowl in front of him, and sighed: "There should really be a pot of wine at this moment." Su Yuwu and Pei Yu were both recovering from their injuries, so of course there would be no wine in the yard. But such a generous and intense description would really make people feel inharmonious and incapable of expressive expression without listening to it with a strong drink.
"Although the tea is weak, there are three thousand loyal souls who died on the border, and there are many people from other places among them. Even if I don't have wine, I am happy to drink a cup of Wei's clear tea." Su Yuwu couldn't help but turned his face, With sparkling eyes, he slowly poured the tea in front of him on the ground beside the stone table.
Wei Changying and Song Zaishui did the same thing, and Song Zaishui also wished: "May the border troops fight bravely to kill the enemy and avenge the country. May the loyal souls return home early, bless our great Wei Dynasty, and may our country be long-lasting!"
Without saying a word, Su Yuwu ordered his servants to pour a large bowl of tea. He raised his neck and drank it down hard. His posture was like a heavy drink. Putting down the tea bowl, he raised his sleeves without any aristocratic manner and casually wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, smiling desolately. Suddenly he turned the teacup upside down, put it back on the table, and clasped it with his fingers. Along with the clicking sound, he sang loudly: "The autumn grass is about to burn in the sky, and the glow is melting gold and the fierce blood is pouring. The sad bamboo flute blows down the sea green feathers, and the drums and drums are heard tonight. Hou Baiyanzhu!”
He sang several times in succession. This was originally a wealthy courtyard with bright summer flowers and a scorching sun. Gradually, a sense of sadness, anger, and indomitable generosity and heroism filled the air - just like on a grassland with long and withered grass in late autumn, two armies lined up. The battle is about to break out!
... However, Su Yu danced again and sang the last line, "This night the drums and drums are waiting for Bai Yan," but he shook his head and smiled bitterly, almost crying: "Bai Yan doesn't drum, what can I do?!"
When Wei Changying and Song Zaishui heard about it, they looked strange at first and wanted to ask, but when they saw Su Yuwu's extremely bitter and complicated expression, they all understood...
Note: Well, the author wrote it himself. Remember that they have a common category: props. (To be continued)