When Su Yizhao heard this, he suddenly realized that Meng had already been preparing to become an official a few years ago and gradually penetrated into the imperial court.
"Otherwise, just because the Meng family has been naked for so many years, the clan would have been in decline long ago. What kind of inheritance would there be?"
Su Wenqing's tone was slightly disdainful, as if she looked down on Meng.
After listening to Su Wenqing's words, Su Yizhao suddenly looked at him in surprise.
Unexpectedly, this cheap dad also knew a lot of things, even the Meng family's affairs.
"Your grandfather wrote a letter a few days ago, telling my father about the movements of the Meng family, and warning him to stay out of his way to avoid being involved. The situation in the DPRK is changing rapidly, and we, the Su family, are pure ministers and cannot get involved."
After Su Wenqing finished speaking, his throat felt a little itchy, his complexion changed slightly, and then he took out a handkerchief and covered his lips.
Hearing Su Wenqing's dull cough, Su Yizhao quickly stepped forward and handed over the tea bowl.
Su Wenqing took the tea bowl and took a big sip. After swallowing it, he calmed down.
"My father's typhoid fever is so serious? Didn't he say that he was taking decoction? Why is he not feeling better?"
Su Yizhao stepped forward and began to secretly look at Su Wenqing's face.
The eyelids and lips are pale, and the spirit is weak, which seems to be a symptom of excessive blood loss.
Just now she touched Su Wenqing's hand and found that two charcoal basins were burning in the room, but Su Wenqing's hand was still cold.
And she had already taken off her cloak as soon as she came in, and her palms were a little sweaty at this moment.
Moving closer, Su Yizhao actually smelled the smell of blood. She was shocked, but her face remained calm.
Su Wenqing waved her hand, "Don't worry. I think it was caused by the wind blowing while attending a cultural gathering on the boat the night before. It's getting better today, and I think I'll be fully recovered in a few days."
"After my son returns later, I will have someone deliver the pills. The medicine is Yuanjitang's typhoid medicine, and it is very effective."
Su Yizhao asked the waiter to queue up at Yuanji Hall to buy this medicine years ago. She also caught a cold once before and only took one pill. After half a day's rest, she was mostly cured.
"No need! Just rest more these days. Keep the medicine for yourself in case you need it in case of emergency."
Su Yizhao did not argue, but asked about Meng's relationship in the court.
"Although the Meng family has contacts with many officials, the one with whom they have the closest relationship is E Chongming, the chief minister of the dynasty."
"First assistant?" Su Yizhao was a little surprised. The first assistant was a first-rank official. He didn't expect that Meng could have a close relationship with the first assistant.
"The first assistant came from a poor family and was also from the Han Dan Prefecture. No one knew what the relationship was between the two. They just thought they were from the same hometown. However, your grandfather accidentally learned that the first assistant had received the Meng family before he became an official.
The kindness of my old family leader Meng Qingyang."
Su Yizhao recalled the relationship with E Chongming in her mind. She only knew that this man was a pure minister on the surface, and he was also a loyal minister of the emperor and was highly relied on.
If the Meng family relied on E Chongming, they would indeed not be afraid of the Su family.
E Chongming was born in a poor family, but after so many years as an official, he had already gained power in both the government and the public. He had disciples all over his family, and his network of relationships in the government was very strong.
"But these are very far away from you. The most important thing now is the Tongsheng Examination. This time you and Meng Lingxi's literary battle have made you famous. Yesterday, someone asked my father whether you are satisfied with the Tongsheng Examination.
Be sure.”
There was a bit of a smile on Su Wenqing's pale face at this moment. If you observe carefully, you can definitely see the pride in Su Wenqing's eyes.
"As a father, I know that you are very confident about this childbirth examination. You have been preparing for it for a long time. You cannot perform abnormally this time. You must pass it and get a good ranking."
Su Wenqing said and took a sip of tea.
Su Yizhao was helpless. Are you bragging about this to Haikou? Can you keep a lower profile?
"Do your best son!"
"Now that my father has spoken, if you fail to pass, then where will my father's face go? Where will our Su family's face go?"
Su Wenqing pointed at Su Yizhao, thinking that if Su Yizhao didn't say something sure, he would be in a hurry with her.
"Go quickly! Go quickly! Go and review your homework. Is there anything you don't understand? Just ask."
When Su Wenqing thought that he would be embarrassed, he quickly urged Su Yizhao to study quickly.
"I can't do it. Don't we still have fifth brother and sixth brother?" Su Yizhao muttered.
What should I do to put pressure on her? In the beginning of this outcome, strength is very important, but luck is equally important!
"They haven't gone out to compete, will anyone pay attention to them?" Su Wenqing snorted coldly.
Hmm~ That seems to be the case!
But she really wanted to say that as a father, Su Wenqing also attracted much attention, didn't he? Why didn't he come back after taking the examination?
After thinking for a moment, Su Yizhao decided to shut up. She said goodbye and left the study, with Su Wenqing's muttering coming from behind.
"I'm a gentleman and I've already boasted about my words. How can I slap myself in the face?"
Su Yizhao strode towards his yard, but on the way he thought of Su Wenqing's condition, and his face became a little solemn.
As soon as she returned to the yard, she began to dig up her cage.
"What are you looking for, Master? I will help you find it!"
"Where are the typhoid medicines I brought before? There are also some commonly used medicines. Where did you put them for me?"
"Why is the young master so confused? Those pills are naturally in the medicine box, why are they in the cage?"
Kikyo looked a little amused at Su Yizhao's confused look, turned around and walked towards the short cabinet beside her.
"Ah! That's right!" Su Yizhao shook his head, thinking that the medicine was precious and should be hidden.
"What are you doing with the medicine bottle? But you are not feeling well?"
Zi Su, who had just entered the house, saw Su Yizhao and Jie Jie's heads close together, flipping through the medicine box in their hands, and suddenly felt unhappy, and then asked.
Su Yizhao did not answer. She glanced at the medicine bottle in her hand. It was for treating typhoid fever, but was this really what Su Wenqing wanted?
She held another bottle of gold-painted porcelain bottle in her hand. This was medicinal powder for treating trauma. It was very expensive and belonged to Yuanjitang.
Thinking of a way, Su Yizhao asked Platycodon to bring a piece of cloth, put the three bottles of typhoid pills and the bottle of Luofu powder in his hand and wrapped them up.
"Send this to the master!" Su Yizhao handed the small package in his hand to Zisu who was coming over, and then said.
"I said before that I would send you pills to treat typhoid fever. I bought them at Yuanjitang. The medicine is better than his decoction."
Then Zisu and Platycodon asked about Su Wenqing's condition. When Su Yizhao said that the typhoid fever had not recovered, Zisu took the package and left the yard.
On the other side, Su Wenqing picked out a gold-painted porcelain bottle from the porcelain bottles sent by Zi Su.
He opened the cork of the bottle, went up to it and smelled it, then he thought deeply.
Is it intentional or intentional?
...
A government official put the paper in his hand on the desk, and then reported: "Sir! This is the article for their competition."
The man in crimson official uniform moved his eyes from the file in front of him, then picked up the paper on the table and read it carefully.