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Chapter 67 Wangshan Running Dead Horse

"Are you going to go hiking tomorrow? Do you need to prepare some food?" Yuerong asked immediately.

Su Yizhao shook his head quickly, "Just buy some at random in the market tomorrow!"

"Where is the cleanest place to eat in Kefang City? What if I feel upset after eating it?"

Yue Rong originally wanted to ask the big kitchen to help make some pastries in the morning, but then she thought about it, those little people in the big kitchen would definitely refuse, so it would be better to go directly to the waiter's father.

Su Yizhao here was looking forward to tomorrow coming soon, but he didn't know that when he went to the main room to pay his respects early in the morning, Liang's mother's words made her wary.

"There are only two juniors in our fourth room, you and the sixth young master. My wife has not recovered from the cold these days, and she has been worried and worried too much, so she actually fell ill. We servants really can't make up our minds about some things.

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Just as Su Yizhao was about to go in, he heard Liang's mother sighing from the side.

"If the sixth young master is still in the house, he will definitely be reluctant to let his wife work so hard. She has to greet her every day and serve her front and back."

Mother Liang sighed deeply as she spoke, and said: "Seventh Young Master, please advise my wife not to worry too much, otherwise she will be heartbroken again when Sixth Young Master comes back."

Huh? Did Mother Liang take the wrong medicine? She talks with a gun and a stick when talking so early in the morning. Isn’t this just pointing at her own nose and saying that she is unfilial?

Su Yizhao took a deep look at Liang's mother. She must have a lot of leisure time in the house every day.

"Mother Liang is absolutely right! You don't know, not to mention Sixth Brother, even I, as a son of a human being, have been worried these past few days. My mother's illness will never get better, and I am extremely anxious.

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Su Yizhao sighed, his face full of sadness.

Mother Liang's face twitched a few times when she saw Su Yizhao acting coyly. Before she could speak, she saw that Su Yizhao had already opened the curtain and entered the room.

How could Su Yizhao not know what Liang's mother meant at this moment? Could it be that she wanted him to serve as a doctor?

But he is a concubine, so it is quite inconvenient. Is this what the Tang family meant?

Su Yizhao, thoughtful in his heart, had already seen Tang's body leaning on the beauty's couch.

She took two quick steps forward and saluted, "My son has seen his mother. Is her mother feeling better today?"

Mrs. Tang stroked her head with her hand and said in a hoarse voice: "I feel more uncomfortable than yesterday!"

Ha! It seems that the Tang family really has this idea? Su Yizhao sneered in his heart.

"Mother! This condition keeps coming back and forth. Why don't we ask a doctor to diagnose your pulse? You still have to relax. My son plans to go up the mountain to pray for you today. I heard that the eminent monk of Fayuan Temple will select pilgrims who are destined to meet him today. My son plans to pray for you.

A magical talisman. Guarantee you Jiuru's praise, happiness, longevity and health."

Looking at the respectful Su Yizhao below, Tang was a little stunned.

As far as the biological children are concerned, how could Liang Er ever think of this?

"Hey! The seventh young master is still filial, and our wife is lucky!" Mother Liang entered the room with a tea cup, and praised with a smile when she heard this.

Tang immediately came to his senses. It didn't come from his own belly. How could he be sincere to himself? It was just a pretense!

"You do have a filial piety!" Tang suddenly didn't know what to say to Shi Ji. After all, he was a concubine, so it was not as easy as a concubine.

"This is what a son should do. In ancient times, there was a legend about Wang Xiang lying on the ice begging for carp, and a yellow incense fan pillow to warm the quilt. The son thinks he is not as good as others, and he must learn more from them in the future."

Looking at Su Yizhao below, quoting scriptures and showing great respect to her, Tang suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

How wonderful would it be if this child was one's own?

But this thought came out suddenly, but she was shocked. She had a son herself, why should she envy others?

If Su Yizhao only stayed in the house for a few months, how deep would his feelings for her be? But because she was the legitimate mother, she had no choice but to do so!

It is precisely for such a person who talks sweetly and has a sword in his heart that he should be more careful.

"Did the eminent monk you mentioned be labeled as master?" Tang suddenly remembered the eminent monk from Fayuan Temple and asked.

Su Yizhao nodded and said: "Exactly!"

"As long as you have the heart, go and come back early!" Tang said with a cold face. At this moment, she no longer had any intention of suppressing Su Yizhao.

Su Yizhao had some doubts in his heart, could he let himself go so easily?

"Thank you for your concern, mother!"

"Madam! Are you going to let him go now?" Liang's mother waited for Su Yizhao to leave and then quickly stepped forward to remind him.

Tang was closing his eyes to rest his mind when he heard this and said, "Do you think the eminent monk of Fayuan Temple is so easy to meet? His talisman is hard to find. Since he wants to go, let him go!"

Mother Liang then thought about it, yes! Whether she can see Master Ming is still a question!

"My wife is still thoughtful..."

I have to say, everyone likes to hear such good words! Su Yizhao sighed sincerely after taking his attendants out of the house.

"Master! Do you really want to go to Fayuan Temple to ask for talismans? We don't know whether we can see this eminent monk or not!"

The waiter grimaced, this task was more difficult than asking for the incense fan before.

Su Yizhao did not answer, but lifted the curtain to look at the sun outside, and said to the driver: "Let's go to Nanshi first!"

Nanshi was as lively as ever. Before Su Yizhao got off the carriage, he asked his attendants to wait for him at Fayuan Temple.

"Hey? Master, when are you going to Fayuan Temple?" The attendant was about to get off the carriage and follow. Seeing that Su Yizhao had run away, he immediately asked.

Su Yizhao waved his hand while running and said: "Go over there in the afternoon and wait for me in the temple."

Su Yizhao didn't hesitate at all and quickly ran into a clothing store. Within half a quarter of an hour, she had already come out of the clothing store in a short brown suit of coarse cloth.

Without stopping, Su Yizhao went to the market and bought a basket and three kilograms of pork. Su Yizhao called a bullock cart and hurried to the mountains outside Shili Pavilion.

It is now past May, the weather is neither cold nor hot, and there is still a bit of coolness in the mountains.

The oxcart was swaying, and the old man driving the cart was humming an unknown tune, with a contented look on his face.

Seeing the old scalper in front of him wagging his tail and walking at a leisurely pace, Su Yizhao couldn't help but sigh, and then looked away.

Alas! She would have hired a carriage if she had known that the ox-cart was as slow as a snail, but it was a pity that she had too many concerns at the time.

"Old man! This cow is so slow. When can we get to Chushan?" Su Yizhao couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the mountain, Chushan Mountain seems to be right in front of you, but after leaving the suburbs, the distance between Su Yizhao and Chushan Mountain is still not close.

The old man who was humming a little tune just now turned around and glanced at Su Yizhao when he heard this, "Ah? You little kid, why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you were going for an outing!"

Su Yizhao choked and almost rolled her eyes. She smiled and said: "I have to hurry up, so naturally I have to hurry up. Do you think I am going for an outing? I am rushing up the mountain to collect herbs!"

Who would have thought that the old man didn't even look back and said: "The skin is tender and the meat is tender, just like a young man from a wealthy family. I didn't expect to go up the mountain to collect herbs. You can catch it! I really need to drive like a cow, and the carriage will be gone."

I can’t catch up!”


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