There is a place called Sock Alley in the second compartment on the left, southwest of De Sheng Bridge. It's not that this place specializes in selling socks, but it's shaped like a sock laid flat on the ground.
Although the name of the alley is a bit inelegant, the people who live here are not simple; Socks Alley is adjacent to the south bank of Bianshui River. Standing on the wooden building in the alley, you can see the scene of hundreds of boats crossing the Bianshui River. The beautiful scenery on both sides of the alley.
The beautiful scenery can be seen at a glance, so it is not easy for people to live in this alley.
The alley is very quiet on weekdays. Apart from the tall horses and official cars passing by, there are also servants passing by in a hurry. Only on Saturdays of every month, will they rush in with baskets and pick-up bags.
The common people pulling the carts were farmers delivering vegetables and meat to the kitchens of the dozen or so wealthy households living in the lane.
Today is not Saturday, so the alley is still quiet and quiet. The early winter sunshine is shining warmly, and the tall trees stand quietly with a little green color. In this silence, there is a message coming from inside the red lacquered door.
There was a loud and shrill cry, followed immediately by a yell of curses.
"Do you fucking want me to die? You old man, are you a doctor or a murderer? Why do you act so ignorantly? You are almost peeling off a layer of my skin. You are looking for death.
Yes or no?"
"Mr. Liu, your clothes are connected to your skin. I have to take them off before you can use them for medicine. Please be patient."
In a side room at the second entrance of the courtyard, there was a man lying on a soft couch. His clothes had been cut off from his back, and his back was a bloody mess. An old man was sitting with his hands crossed and at a loss.
"Be gentle, can't you be gentler? Ouch, ouch..." Liu Binhua's scalded back was full of blisters, which were connected to his clothes. When he opened his clothes, he found blood-streaked and yellow liquid juice. It looked like both
Disgusting and terrifying.
The old man agreed repeatedly and slowly opened his clothes with gentle hands, but even so, Liu Binhua still screamed in pain and kept cursing Su Jin and the unlucky doctor in front of him.
While they were yelling, a servant on one side called out: "Master, the master is here."
Liu Binhua trembled and stopped shouting and said in surprise: "Isn't my uncle in the Yongxing Army? Why did he return to Beijing?"
Before he finished speaking, Xia Song walked in with an angry look on his face and said angrily: "You beast, I hope my uncle never comes back. I arrived in the capital last night and you were nowhere to be seen. Needless to say, you were there again last night.
He has wandered off somewhere and has not even returned home. He is like a rotten tree that cannot be carved."
Liu Binhua said hurriedly: "Uncle, my nephew went to discuss his studies with his classmate Chu Gongzi yesterday. Later, it was too late, so he stayed elsewhere. He was not fooling around. If you don't believe me, ask Sanluer. Do you think it is Sanluer?"
A young man in green clothes nodded repeatedly and said: "Master, it is indeed true. The young master is discussing schoolwork with Mr. Chu..."
Xia Song snorted and said: "The discussion is a discussion, but I'm afraid it's not a discussion about schoolwork, but a discussion about whose young lady is beautiful and whose flower wine is delicious. Nie Zan, your uncle hasn't reached the age of being old and foolish yet, so he wants to
I'm afraid it's not that easy to fool me."
Liu Binhua fell silent and lay on the couch sucking in the air-conditioning. Xia Song pointed at his bloody back and asked, "What's going on? How did the discussion class end up like this?"
Liu Binhua's tears fell down, and he said with sobs: "Uncle, you have to make the decision for me. Unfortunately, I have no father and no mother, and I am bullied everywhere. This morning I wanted to hear the latest news in Goulan.
New words, but unexpectedly a group of thugs provoked trouble and beat my nephew like this. A pot of boiling water was poured on his back, which may have burned his internal organs. My nephew will not die soon. Uncle, you will be here a hundred years later.
My nephew can no longer fulfill his filial piety for you." After saying this, he burst into tears.
Xia Song was startled. He walked closer to the cave and frowned to take a closer look. He couldn't help but gasp. The injury was really serious. He turned around and asked the doctor, "Doctor Ma, how is the injury?"
The doctor cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to Mr. Xia, the injury is indeed not serious, but fortunately there are several layers of clothes. The tea is not boiled tea. Apply some scald medicine and it will heal in a few days."
Xia Song breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Thank you sir, I will help him apply the medicine. Please come here more often in the past few days to check on the injury and change the medicine. If you recover, you will definitely be rewarded."
The doctor hurriedly bowed and said: "Thank you, sir, I will do my best."
After saying this, he asked the little medicine boy beside him to take out a small porcelain bottle, dipped a goose feather in the yellow-orange medicine inside, and gently applied it on the burned area.
The scalding medicine was very effective. It cooled down after applying it, and the pain immediately subsided. Liu Binhua also stopped crying and became quiet.
Xia Song sat down on a chair nearby, took the tea handed to him by the servant, took a sip and asked, "Who could be so vicious? Did you cause any trouble outside?"
Liu Binhua hurriedly said: "Conscience of heaven and earth, my nephew was listening to a poem in the lotus shed in Zhongwashe. A group of people kept making noises. My nephew was so angry that he said a few words to them. Unexpectedly, the group of people became angry and angry.
They rushed up to fight, there were many of them, and their methods were vicious. My nephew was no match. He was knocked down by them and even poured a pot of tea. Ugh...Uncle, in the land of the capital, at the feet of the emperor, does this group of people still have a king?
Law."
Xia Song frowned and said, "What are you arguing about? I'm afraid what you said is a little untrue. Who are that group of people? Do you know them?"
"We've never met each other before. The person in charge doesn't have a Bianliang accent, but more like a southern barbarian. He's not very old."
"Don't they know you are my nephew?"
Liu Binhua rolled his eyes and said: "My nephew said, my nephew mentioned your name, but I didn't expect that the leader, Mr. Rabbit, said something even more rude..."
"What the hell, Mr. Rabbit? Where did these nonsense come from? What did he say?"
"My nephew dare not say..."
"Tell me, why are you so afraid? When did you become so timid?"
"Then my nephew has made it clear, but uncle, don't be angry and don't listen to other people's gossip."
"Where does all this nonsense come from? Is your uncle such an immeasurable person? Tell me." Xia Song shouted.
"The man said, 'Mr. Xia can't protect himself. He lost the battle and was demoted by the emperor. He will no longer be the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Army. If you mention others, it's okay. If you mention Mr. Xia, isn't he carrying a mouse to scare the cat?'
"
"You are outrageous! You are going too far!" Xia Song was furious and threw the tea cup to the ground with his hand, smashing it into pieces.
"When a tiger falls in Pingyang, he is bullied by a dog. I have just suffered a little misfortune, and these snakes and rats bully me. Don't forget, although I have been demoted, my old foundation is still there. Who in the court dares to despise it?"
I'm sorry, this little kid from the street dares to humiliate me like this."
Liu Binhua said hurriedly: "Uncle, please don't be angry. My nephew will definitely find this thing when his injury gets better. My nephew knows his name. He calls himself Su Jin. My nephew thinks that there is no high-ranking official in the court named Su, even if
He is also the son of an official, and he is just a low-ranking official. My nephew will definitely not embarrass you."
"Su Jin?" Xia Song asked, "This name sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere."
"He's just a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. How did uncle hear about it? I'm afraid he remembered it wrong."
Xia Song raised his head and thought for a while but couldn't remember. He muttered: "In this case, you ask someone to check the details of this Su Jin. Maybe he is the son of an official in the capital. See whose house he goes in and out, and then make a fuss."
Liu Binhua said hurriedly: "As ordered by my uncle, my nephew has actually sent people to keep an eye on them. There will be news when we come back in the evening."
Xia Song nodded and said, "That's it. Mr. Lu made an appointment with me for a drink in the evening. You can recuperate at home. You can't go out until your injury is healed. Do you hear me?"
Liu Binhua nodded repeatedly and said: "My nephew listens to you the most. Don't worry, uncle. Hey, my uncle is so proud. Prime Minister Lu personally entertained my uncle. It shows that your power is still there and no one dares to despise my uncle."
Xia Song chuckled and said, "What's left of his prestige? Your uncle's prestige has never been lost."
Xia Song stepped out, and Liu Binhua's yelling came from behind: "Old immortal, please be gentle. This is a wound, not your washboard. If you apply the medicine so hard, do you want to be whipped..."
Xia Song sighed, shook his head, went out and boarded the car.
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In the back garden of the Xia Mansion, a woman was sitting on the swing in the sunshine, her head bowed in thought, letting the swing sway on its own. She was on the swing, but she didn't know where her mind was.
With the sound of footsteps, the two servant girls hurriedly walked along the gravel path, arrived at the swing frame and said, "Miss, I'm back."
The woman recovered her thoughts, turned around and asked softly: "Xiao Kou'er, what are those people making such a fuss about in front of you?"
"Miss, it's the young master who is shouting."
The woman frowned and said, "What is this fool doing?"
"My cousin was beaten and his back was burned. The doctor was applying medicine to him, but the pain was too much, so he screamed."
The woman sneered and said: "He will also be beaten? Doesn't he call himself the devil on the left side? How is the injury? Is it serious?"
"It seems quite heavy, but the doctor said it will last for a few days and it will be fine. The master was scolding him in front of him."
"It's okay, teach him how it feels to be beaten. He goes out to cause trouble every day, but his father indulges him in that way." The woman said bitterly.
"Master Biao said the name of the person who beat him was... his name was..." Little Button suddenly stopped talking.
"I don't want to know what his name is. He's just a gangster on the street. Maybe he's a young man from some government office. If he encounters a more ruthless character, he can only be defeated."
"No, miss, this person's name has the same name as an acquaintance of ours."
"Oh? We're acquaintances? Are you going to fight with your cousin? What's his name?"
"I heard from Master Biao that the man is sixteen or seventeen years old and calls himself...Su Jin." Xiao Kou'er said softly.
"What?" The woman's hand slipped and she almost fell off the swing frame. Her body swayed a little and her face turned pale. She murmured: "Is it really him?"
Xiao Kou'er hurriedly stepped forward to support the woman's body and said, "I haven't seen anyone there. Maybe she has the same name. I don't know."
The woman looked into the distance and said thoughtfully: "How can there be such a coincidence in the world? He is here...but he didn't come to look for me. I'm afraid he went to the Yan Mansion."