When they received the news that Wei Ci came to go to the funeral instead of Jiang Pengji, the Liu clan was in a mixed mood.
They knew that Jiang Pengji's branch was independent, which not only slapped Liu's face, but also made them the laughing stock of the world. Also know to send people to go to the funeral.
As Liu Ji said earlier, people are swords and I am fish.
The law of survival in troubled times is the fist, and only those with a hard fist have the confidence to speak.
Without a strong support, no matter whether the gentry or the princes, sooner or later, they will all be fat fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board of others.
The Liu clan people have seen too many things with red and white these days. The gates that were once lively are now very busy. The great contrast makes many people feel uncomfortable. It is precisely because of this that they are also deeply aware of it. The importance of rights and fists.
He clearly hated Wei Ci in his heart, but he still had to respond with a smile on his face, for fear of angering the other party.
Wei Ci didn't care about these people with very different minds, and after seeing Liu Heng, she conscientiously gave Lao Fengjun a treat.
Liu Heng didn't know Wei Ci, and he didn't know what his temperament was, so he could only choose topics carefully and secretly test Jiang Pengji's attitude.
Wei Ci frowned slightly, with a sad look on his face, and he told the truth, "My lord heard that Lao Fengjun passed away, and he was deeply mourned. It was she who refused to come to the funeral herself, and she really had enough energy."
What
Is my cousin sick
Liu Heng questioned subconsciously, and when he realized that the leakage of his emotions would make Wei Ci unhappy, he hurriedly made a remedy.
"Gong Lan Ting has always been healthy, how could he cause old illnesses and not be able to afford it?"
Wei Ci didn't seem to see Liu Heng's inadvertent doubts, and said sadly, "My lord is stubborn, and likes to do everything by himself. In the previous battles, my lord even took the lead. Although there is no life-threatening, he has minor injuries and minor illnesses. It is also inevitable, she refuses to rest, and the hidden dangers are buried over time. Before Ci set off, the lord was still in a coma, and Lang Zhong said that it would take at least three days to wake up. "
Jiang Pengji is a showman, and Wei Ci is no less so.
When he talked about this, he remembered the time when His Majesty was seriously ill in his previous life, so his expression was particularly dignified and worried.
Liu Heng's heart thumped, and he believed most of it immediately.
He asked, "Is there something serious about Lan Tinggong's body?"
Hope you don't get seriously ill.
Wei Ci sighed, "Lang Zhong instructed that it is not advisable to rush around or worry about your mind, and to cultivate in peace for three to five months."
March and May
Liu Heng felt that his heart was cold.
After three or five months of cultivation, it was already a very serious illness.
The two stood aside and talked, and the voice was not loud, but the mourning hall was a clean place. Although there were filial sons and grandsons crying loudly, the crying was not uninterrupted at 12 o'clock a day. Generally, there were several shifts, and there was a break in between. Therefore, their conversation was roughly listened to by people with a heart. While kneeling on the futon and meditating on the scriptures, the Liu clan extended their ears, trying to hear more news.
After listening to it, everyone was terrified.
Liu Xi actually fell ill
Seems to be seriously ill
is that a lie!
After thinking about it, she is crazy to pretend to be sick to escape the funeral, and is not afraid that people in the world will stab her in the spine
Wei Ci asked, "Why didn't I see Uncle Liu just now?"
Liu Shi was still the housekeeper of Liu Ji, so Wei Ci used his peers to call him "Uncle Liu". If it was Liu Heng, the name would be different.
Speaking of his father, Liu Ji's expression turned down.
He said, "My father worked hard for my grandmother's funeral, and fell ill a few days ago. Now I can only continue with medication."
Wei Ci sighed and said, "...In this eventful autumn, will I get through this period of time..."
Liu Heng nodded, hoping that Wei Ci's blessing would come true.
Wei Ci came over on behalf of Jiang Pengji, not only the incense stick was over, but he had to do whatever Jiang Pengji wanted to do.
Liu Heng was very grateful to him.
Don't look at Wei Ci's appearance, she doesn't seem to be very reliable, but she is actually very capable.
With his help, Liu Heng felt that the burden on his shoulders was lightened by half, and he was finally able to catch his breath.
At the same time, the lurking eyes and ears spread the news to Huang Song's ears, and Huang Song, like Liu Heng, chose to question.
Jiang Pengji impressed him too deeply. This man is stronger and more energetic than a wild bear. How could he fall ill easily
It feels like a mountain that has stood for thousands of years suddenly collapsed, which is naturally unacceptable to outsiders.
It didn't take long for a secret letter to reach him.
The sender of the secret letter and Wei Ci arrived in Hejian County.
When he opened it, Huang Song's expression suddenly became complicated.
"Lanting... Really fell ill? So seriously ill?"
According to the news from Xizuo, after Jiang Pengji became seriously ill, the military camp was really turbulent for a while, and the logistics stove for making medicine did not stop. Different famous doctors were often invited to see Jiang Pengji. The careful thoughtful and suspicious, he couldn't get in touch with Jiang Pengji, but he tried every means to take away some of the dregs, and secretly sent someone to contact the relatives of the Langzhong who had seen Jiang Pengji's illness.
Not every Langzhong will be tight-lipped about the patient's situation, let alone the princes who are related to the entire world war situation
According to the information collected, these men have indeed encountered difficulties, and they are constantly worrying and frowning all day long.
certainly-
It's not that these gentlemen are good at acting, it's just that the patient they diagnose is indeed a terminally ill woman.
Jiang Pengji is prudent by nature, and she will do a full set of dramas, and will not let go of any detail.
Huang Song's craftsmanship is of high quality, but the devil is one foot taller than the other. Who wouldn't fall for her when he met her
"Come on, check what these medicinal residues are used for—"
Huang Song's heart was a little shaken, but his suspicious personality made him not fully believe it.
He divided the medicinal dregs into several small portions, and secretly let several different doctors examine them, and everyone's diagnosis was similar.
Knowing this, Huang Song sat for a long time, from afternoon to evening.
Not to mention it was him, anyone else would have reacted like this.
Jiang Pengji pressed Huang Song's mountain, which made him feel full of urgency for many years, and he had to work harder, be cautious and cautious.
Seeing that they are about to raise their knives to fight each other, you are dead and alive, and the mountain that has been pressing him so hard to breathe is about to fall
Play with him!
Seeing him like this, Mrs. Qi couldn't help but ask with concern, "Lang Jun, what happened?"
Huang Song took a deep breath, showing an expression that he didn't know how to describe.
"Ma'am, Lan Ting seems to be... very ill... "
Mrs. Qi rolled her eyes secretly, "Do you believe this?"
Huang Song nodded, "I believe it!"
Mrs. Qi knew very well how suspicious her husband was, and what he believed must be inseparable.
"What, what's going on here?" Mrs. Qi looked surprised and said, "Why don't you invite a few gentlemen over to the manor to talk about it?"
Huang Song slapped his forehead.
"Thank you Madam for reminding me, I was frightened earlier and forgot a few gentlemen—"