"...Grandfather, does this count as evil comes with evil?"
Xiao Yi smiled lightly.
When they came out this time, although they did not take many people with them, there were always a few hidden guards.
As early as when he lived in Fang's mansion, Xiao Yi ordered the secret guards to keep an eye on Fang Chengling and his wife. Even when they wrote to Luoyue City to ask for help, he knew it clearly. When that family was triumphantly discussing to give Old Master Fang another chance to spoil his heart, they would never have imagined that every word they said would be heard by the hidden guard and passed on to Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was very angry at the time, wishing to slaughter these wolf-hearted people, but was held back by Nangong Yue.
In the eyes of outsiders, Fang Chengling is the heir of Mrs. Fang and Xiao Yi's uncle. He has taken care of his seriously ill stepfather for more than ten years. He has never complained, and his filial piety is touching. Xiao Yi resorted to thunderous tactics without evidence, which would only ruin his reputation.
In his last life, Xiao Yi was burdened with all kinds of infamy, killing his father and younger brother, ignoring his family and blood. According to rumors, he was cruel and ruthless, inhuman, just like a ghost from hell.
And in this life, how could Nangong Yue be willing to ruin his reputation for these shameless villains!
Fang Chengling made Mrs. Fang suffer for more than ten years, but he fought for the name of filial piety. Since this is the case, Xiao Yi can do the same.
Taking advantage of Fang Chengling and his wife's poisoning, they secretly replaced the Corrosion Heart Grass and sang a play with them. When they relaxed their vigilance, it was their chance.
Fang Chengling really had a "stroke".
Xiao Yi smiled and said softly: "Grandfather, you need to get well quickly, there is still a good show to watch in a few days..."
"Ah Yi." At this time, Nangong Yue's soft voice sounded in Xiao Yi's ears, "Grandfather has woken up."
I saw Old Master Fang's eyelids move, and two lines of tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
"Grandfather..."
Mrs. Fang was always awake, but he was too tired to open his eyes, but he heard every word Xiao Yi said clearly... His mind has not been so clear for a long, long time .
"soy Mujer?"
Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue nervously, and saw Nangong Yue examine his pulse attentively, and said: "... Grandfather's pulse is very stable. Don't worry."
Nangong Yue smiled at him, relieved his tension, and then continued: "Grandfather has been poisoned for a long time, and the oil is almost exhausted. The medicine I have used these days is not only detoxification, but also warming. Grandfather is now The lethargy is also caused by the medicine. Judging from the pulse, my grandfather is much better than the previous few days. When it stabilizes, I will change the prescription and wake up more time."
Xiao Yi naturally believed her. In this world, only his stinky girl understood him best.
The two looked at each other, showing warmth.
Nangong Yue smiled and said: "It's time to give my grandfather the needle... A Yi, come and hold the lamp for me."
"good."
This room was too dark and had a musty smell, which was actually not conducive to recuperation, but it was a pity that Mrs. Fang was in poor health and could not move, so he had to accommodate temporarily.
Xiao Yi and Nan Gongyue were on the sidelines, performing acupuncture every day and feeding medicine from time to time.
Nangong Yue changed her prescription almost every day. The most obvious thing was that old master Fang's withered face showed a tinge of blood, and his whole person seemed to be a little angry, which made Xiao Yi ecstatic.
Although the sickness is very tiring, Nangong Yue has also exhausted her mind for the old man Fang's condition, but seeing the old man Fang getting better every day, and seeing the joy in Xiao Yi's eyebrows, Nangong Yue feels that it is worth it all .
Anning Juli was full of joy, but the whole Fangfu was shrouded in lingering haze.
After Fang Chengling passed out that day, he woke up after undergoing acupuncture and medication by several doctors, but his mouth and eyes were crooked, and he couldn't speak. I don't understand what he wants to express, let alone walking, I can't even raise my hands. The doctors only said it was a symptom of stroke, but they didn't say whether it could be cured.
After Mrs. Fang was ill at the bedside for a few days, she suddenly seemed to have aged several years. Originally, although she was over 30 years old, because she was well maintained and pampered, she looked like a double ten lady, but now, even several gray hairs appeared, and some spots appeared on the corners of her eyes. Faint fine lines.
But Fang Chengling is sometimes awake and sometimes drowsy, and his incontinence is getting worse and worse.
Mrs. Fang was almost desperate...
The overcast clouds in Fang's house did not affect the bright sunshine outside.
At this time, in a teahouse in Heyu City, the scholar was talking behind a black lacquer case, and the tea drinkers around listened with great interest.
The straight-clothed storyteller was telling the story of "Five Sons Enrolled in the Imperial Academy". The story was about a man named Dou Yujun who had done countless good deeds in his life. One night, in a dream, he dreamed that his grandfather told him that because he had done something wrong Few good deeds, great yin and virtue, God extended his life for three years, and gave him five noble sons, and warned him that the laws of heaven are clear, and that good and evil will be repaid.
After that, Dou Yujun worked harder on self-cultivation and accumulating virtue. Later, he really gave birth to five sons, all of whom were awarded Jinshi successively. Dou Yujun himself died of no illness at the age of eighty-two.
At this time, the storyteller patted the gavel and sighed with emotion: "The retribution of good and evil may be seen in this world, or retribution in the next life, or affect future generations. The sky net is extensive, and it is sparse and never leaks."
For a while, applause and praise continued in the teahouse, and many tea guests gave rewards. After the storyteller thanked them, they went down to rest temporarily, but the teahouse was still very lively. The tea guests whispered to each other with great interest.
A green-robed scholar tapped his palm with a folding fan and said, "I'm not happy about the retribution of good and evil... The sky net is restored, and it's not leaking! Well said! Well said!" He turned his head and leaned into the ear of a blue-robed scholar beside him He whispered, "Brother Li, I don't know if you have heard about Master Fang Si's illness?"
"Brother Chen, have you heard about this?" The blue-robed scholar Li Shusheng raised his brows, a little excited.
Chen Shusheng curled his lips sarcastically, and said disdainfully: "Fang's mansion has hired all the doctors in the whole city, who doesn't know about this now!" He lowered his voice and said, "I am alone My cousin is working as an apprentice in the nearby Wang's pharmacy, and the old doctor Wang in their pharmacy was also invited to Fang's mansion yesterday... It is said that the Fourth Master Fang had a stroke!"
"Stroke?!" Li Shusheng was startled, "Stroke can be mild or severe..." Even if it is mild, it is likely to have crooked eyes and speech, poor speech, and hemiplegia... If it is serious, it will be lying on the sickbed, like a living dead generally!
Chen Shusheng said coldly: "Brother Li, think about it, the Fang Mansion has invited all the doctors in the city, can this disease be lightened?"
Yes, if it is mild, a doctor can treat it, but because the cure has not been cured for a long time, there is no way to do it, and it is necessary to cast a wide net and search for famous doctors everywhere.
"Retribution, this is really unpleasant retribution!" An old man at the table next to the scholars shook his head and sighed, "People are doing it, but the sky is watching, and the sky has eyes, it's because their Fang family has done too many bad things. "
The old man didn't lower his voice at all, startled the old woman beside him, looked around, and hurriedly said: "Old man, don't say a few words, what does this have to do with you?"
This Fang family is also the local snake in Heyu City, as the saying goes: "A strong dragon does not crush the local snake", not to mention that they are just ordinary people, how can they offend the Fang family!
The old man didn't take it seriously, and said with disdain: "Anyway, I'm an old bone, what else can the Fang family do to me?!"
"The old man is so brave!" The scholar Nali picked up his teacup and praised, "The old man, Xiaosheng toasts you!"
Unknowingly, rumors about Fang Chengling's illness have spread in Heyu City. Some people say that Fang Chengling is so sick that his mouth is crooked and his eyes are squinted. , Fang Chengling is actually dead, but Mrs. Fang is afraid of affecting the business of the Fang family, so she keeps it secret; some people say that Fang Chengling is not sick, but eloped with his oiran. Mrs. Fang can't afford to lose this person, she can only say that he sick…
The rumors became more and more outrageous, so that many store managers in the Fang family were panicked. As the saying goes: A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without an owner for a day. There is no one in charge, so these managers are very upset. For example, this Fang family bank, because of Fang Chengling's serious illness, recently all the big and small households came to the bank to exchange bank notes, and the bank's cash could hardly be received. But it can't be said that it is not honored. If it is not honored, it will only cause greater panic...
Such and such things are not uncommon in every shop.
The several stewards had already had private talks several times, and they finally decided to come to Fang's mansion together in a hurry one morning.
"Madam, ma'am..." The little servant girl ran into the inner room flusteredly, and saw Hong Nanny glaring at her with sharp eyes. , Guanshi Lu, Guanshi Zhu, Guanshi Wu, Guanshi Kong... They all came and said they wanted to see the master."
At this time, Mrs. Fang was serving Fang Chengling's illness in the inner room. When she heard the news, she couldn't help being shocked.
Fang Chengling needs to rest at this time, so how can he see those stewards!
But these stewards are all able-bodied officers of the Fang family, and some of them were left behind by Mrs. Fang when he was in charge of the family, such as stewards Zhao Da, steward Zhu and steward Wu, and steward Lu who is now in charge of the Fang family. Banking business... Even Fang Chengling should give these stewards some face!
"Brother Yu..." Mrs. Fang looked at Fang Shiyu at the side in panic.
In just a few days, Fang Shiyu seemed to have grown up by several years, and his eyes were a little gloomy and calm.
He collected himself and comforted Mrs. Fang: "Mother, don't worry, I'll go and meet those in charge."
Mrs. Fang nodded, but she was still a little worried, and said: "Brother Yu, the business of the Fang family should have been passed on to you bit by bit by your father. I can't..." Mrs. Fang choked up for a moment, and then continued, "You have seen those stewards in the past, don't look at them all with kind faces and eyes, as kind as your uncle, but what is really going to happen? , These people are like those wolves, tigers and leopards... If one fails, they may go to the other houses, which will be a great disadvantage to our long house. Brother Yu, you must be careful."
For the property of the long house, they have spent so much thought and worked so hard for more than ten years, how can they be cheap for others!
"Mother, son understands." Fang Shiyu bowed his head and bowed, and then withdrew.
Only Mrs. Fang was left watching the lowered bead curtain worriedly, and the bead chains collided with each other, making a ding-dong sound. In the past, Mrs. Fang thought this sound was clear and pleasant, but now she just felt irritated.
On the other side, Fang Shiyu went out two doors and came to the main hall of the outer courtyard. At this time, the eight or nine stewards in the hall had already drunk a round of tea.
As soon as they saw Fang Shiyu coming, they all stood up and bowed to Fang Shiyu: "I have seen the young master."
"Several managers are not polite."
Fang Shiyu smiled politely, and returned the salute when he was busy.
The stewards sat back again, and their etiquette seemed to be flawless, but after being reminded by Mrs. Fang, Fang Shiyu had already realized the subtle difference.
Everyone in the world is falling into trouble!
On weekdays, these stewards would definitely wait to sit down first, and then they would sit down, not like today!
A gloom flashed in Fang Shiyu's eyes, but he pretended to be nonchalant, lifted his robe and sat down on the host's seat. The maid immediately served tea cleverly, and then stepped aside. The servants serving here also felt that the atmosphere today was unusual, and none of them even dared to take a breath.