Beidi Capital.
Song Mansion.
From the city gate to the Song Mansion, it took about two quarters of an hour for the carriage to arrive in front of the Song Mansion. Before the carriage could stop, sharp cries were heard from outside. Ji Xiang was startled, and he was so busy. He opened the curtains and looked outside. He saw two women in front of the Song Mansion, dressed like old ladies in their fifties. They were crying and running towards Song Tong: "Sir! Your Excellency! Why are you here? Madam, she has been waiting for you!"
Jixiang suddenly felt a thud in his heart, and then he watched Song Tong jump off his horse and stumbled back inside.
Song Fu also heard the noise and got up in a hurry to ask Jixiang: "Girl, what's wrong? Why did I hear someone crying outside? What happened?"
"Dad, I don't know very well," Ji Xiang was in a state of confusion. She had actually vaguely guessed what had happened, but she couldn't be sure, and she couldn't believe it. Her whole body They were all stunned, but they finally came to their senses when they heard Song Fu's voice. At that moment, they were so busy that they said to Song Fu, "Dad, the Song Mansion is here. Let me help you get down."
"Oh! Help me down quickly." Song Fu said hurriedly, his fingers were trembling, and he was obviously very anxious.
Ji Xiang was so busy that he helped Song Fu down, and then the two of them got out of the car and stood in front of the Song Mansion. They were both stunned. They saw all the servants in the mansion covered their faces and cried bitterly, and there was also a middle-aged man who looked like a butler. With red eyes, he held a stack of white cloths and distributed them to the servants one by one. Ji Xiang rubbed his eyes and saw clearly that they were actually filial piety scarves.
Ji Xiang only felt that her mind went blank for a while, and then she heard a "clunk" behind her. She was startled, and then she fell to her knees in a hurry, crying and shaking Song Fu's shoulders: "Daddy! Wake up! Wake up! Come on! People!”
The housekeeper heard the noise outside the door and was so busy that he brought a few boys over. Looking at his appearance, he guessed Song Fu's identity. He was so busy that he asked several boys to carry Song Fu in who had passed out. In a remote courtyard in the front yard, Ji Xiang followed him in while wiping his tears.
Ordinarily Song Fu is Song Tong's father, and he has the most noble status. Naturally, he should not live in this remote and small courtyard. However, Ji Xiang was really anxious and did not have time to ask the housekeeper. He was so busy that he took off Song Fu's shoes and socks and asked him to Lying on the kang, the housekeeper had already invited a doctor to take Song Fu's pulse.
"Sir, how is my father?" Jixiang couldn't help but ask the doctor, "He fainted just now."
"The master was overly sad and his heart was blocked for a while, so he passed out. It doesn't matter. He will wake up after a good sleep. I will make up a prescription for him and it will only take a few days to nurse him back to health," the doctor said to him. Ji Xiang said, with a tired and heavy look on his face, he paused, and then said, "It's just a new funeral in your house, so the master must be sad. Please comfort the master, miss, and don't get hurt because of it."
Ji Xiang said hurriedly: "Yes, thank you sir for the tip."
The doctor said nothing, nodded, stood up and went out. The housekeeper was so busy that he personally escorted him out. Ji Xiang noticed that there was still blood on the corner of the doctor's clothes and was startled.
"Madam accidentally fell down when she got up last night, and she became red at that time. The housekeeper immediately invited Mr. Deng to come over. Mr. Deng has been watching the backyard for a whole day and a whole night," a middle-aged servant woman looked at With an auspicious look on his face, he explained, and when he said this he couldn't help but sigh, "Madam is so unlucky, after all, she still didn't get to see the Lord one last time."