Chapter 193 The year of Lu Ying’s return to Beijing is approaching
Lu Ying rushed home after a long journey.
At the end of the year, he went to Suizhou to collect the accounts, because the largest number of medicinal materials were collected there this year, and a semicolon was opened, so he had to go and keep an eye on it in person.
As soon as he dismounted, the butler hurriedly came out to greet him, saying "Thank you for your hard work".
Lu Ying walked in and asked, "How is everything going at home?"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine," the housekeeper followed, replying with a smile on his face, "Today my wife also said that it is time for the master to come back. He is almost young now."
"How is the eldest young master?" Lu Ying was thinking about his only son the most, "Are you feeling bad again?"
Lu Ying has only one son, who is almost fifteen years old, handsome and smart.
It's a pity that I have had a painful problem since I was a child. When it breaks out, I will roll on the floor and sweat so much that my cotton clothes will be soaked through.
It stands to reason that Lu Ying is well versed in medicine herself, and her family is in the medicine business. Wouldn't she be more gifted than ordinary people in treating diseases?
But this child has a strange illness. He has consulted famous doctors and tried all kinds of good medicines, but he cannot be cured.
It happens at least once a month, and the dog days and the three-nine days will inevitably intensify.
Every time an attack occurs, the family will be turned upside down, money will be thrown away like running water, but they will not care about the heartache.
There is no way, who calls him the only child of the Lu family!
"The eldest young master has been fine for a while now. He is still taking the Heavenly King Buxin Pill." The housekeeper said, "I asked about it and said that a Buddhist monk came from a foreign country and specialized in treating difficult and complicated diseases."
"Since you heard about it, why don't you go and invite him?" Lu Ying didn't care about the money for his son at all, "But I have to agree that his medical skills are indeed very good and you can't use quack doctors to treat my son randomly."
"Then let's go out and investigate again. Once we get accurate information, we'll see if we can invite him or not." The housekeeper has gained experience in inviting doctors over the years.
"Go back to the courtyard behind the Xianpin Tea House on Yangmei Street," Lu Ying turned around and told the housekeeper, "There is a woman I brought back from Suizhou there. She is still pregnant. You have to find someone to take care of her. Wait.
I’ll tell my wife after the Chinese New Year to see if I can bring her into the house.”
"Congratulations, sir, I'll do it now." The housekeeper showed an indescribable smile, because at this time Lu Ying had turned his head and continued walking, and his expression could not be seen.
Over the years, the master has been busy treating the eldest son's illness and taking care of business, and he has not forgotten to sow seeds everywhere.
Firstly, Lu Ying is a romantic person, and secondly, she still thinks about her children.
With such a sick son, he really couldn't worry about such a huge family fortune.
People in the know call Lu Ying dandelion, because dandelions have many seeds and are spread everywhere.
It's a pity that the harvest is poor despite hard work. Although I have given birth to more than a dozen children in the past few years, as long as they are male, they always die before the full moon.
There are a few girls left, but in Lu Ying's opinion, they are just killing mosquitoes and feeding elephants---it doesn't work.
When they arrived at the main room, his wife Yang was very happy to hear that he was back. She sent the maid to get hot water quickly, twisted the hand towel and gave it to the master, and ordered someone to make hot tea and serve fruits.
Yang was originally Lu Ying's cousin, and her family was an imperial merchant. Unfortunately, her descendants were withering away, leaving only Yang as her descendant.
If Lu Ying married her, it would be equivalent to marrying the entire Yang family's wealth.
Yang's jealousy is well-known far and wide.
In the early years, Lu Yingna gave Lu Yingna several concubines, but once these concubines became pregnant, she would definitely find a way to abort them and never allow them to be born.
Their own pharmacy is convenient for using any medicine.
Even if someone is killed because of this, it can still be settled with money. On this point, the two of them really have the same view.
It's a pity that people are not as strong as heaven. She gave birth to seven daughters but still could not give birth to a son.
Lu Ying's only son was born to one of his aunts. He was raised outside for several years before Yang took him into the house after he relaxed.
After all, her age no longer allows her to have children.
The child was brought into the house in her name, and the biological mother was sent back to her hometown.
"Tell the young master not to come over to say hello. I will go to his room to see him later." Lu Ying ordered, "It's such a cold day, be careful if you get cold. This is not a joke."
"I also said that the child has been coughing a little these past few days." Yang's face was full of worry when she mentioned her son, "I'm sorry that he's not sick, but I'm afraid that this cough will affect him again."
Although this child is not her biological child, she still regards it as her lifeblood. After all, this is what she relies on for her old age.
The affairs of her own family had taught her enough, and she would not be able to do it without a man.
"Did you catch a cold?" Lu Ying frowned, "Didn't you ask the doctor to take a look?"
"As you said, can I not hire a doctor? He has grown up now, and the money spent on medical treatment is enough to beat ten silver men of his age." Yang curled his lips, "Since you are not at home all year round, I don't have any money.
Do you care about him?"
"Look at what you said, why don't I believe you? Isn't this just a common thing?" Lu Ying smiled apologetically. Ever since he married Yang, he had made up his mind not to be like this tigress.
"I understand what you mean, but I'm just worried." Yang's face couldn't help but become more elongated, "When will this child's illness be cured?"
At this point, the couple are united again.
"I am in Suizhou, and the shopkeeper of Semicolon has a daughter. She is quite neat in appearance and has a gentle temperament.
The fortune teller said that she has the appearance of a man, so her father insisted on asking her to follow me..." Lu Ying took advantage of the opportunity.
"You're pregnant?" Yang sneered with a sidelong glance, "I knew you... couldn't stay idle!"
"I am reluctant to do this..." The smile on Lu Ying's face continued, "Isn't it because I want to have another child before I turn fifty!"
"It looks like the Chinese New Year is about to come, and I don't want to get angry with you." Yang knew that she couldn't stop her, so she just went along with the flow, "Let's take her in tomorrow!"
"Thank you, Madam Haihan." Lu Ying bowed.
"Okay, you don't have to act in front of me." Yang said with some loss of interest, "You are back now. If you don't come back, I will have to send someone to find you."
"Why are you looking for me? Isn't there nothing going on at home?" Lu Ying asked.
"My eyelids have been twitching these days," Yang said, reaching out to touch her right eyelid. "It makes me so frightened that I don't have good dreams. I'm always afraid that something will happen to you outside."<
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"The twitching eyelids are due to insufficient liver blood. Just replenish it and it will be fine." Lu Ying did not take this matter to heart.
Women often like to be startled like this, because they are locked up in the house all day long and have little knowledge.
People like him don’t believe in this evil!
Wealth and honor are sought in the midst of danger, and those who are not poisonous will not be husbands.
In this world, if you want to ask for money and profit, but your heart is not black enough and your hands are not ruthless enough, how can you succeed?
What he didn't know was that at the same time, a clerk named Jian Liangcong from the Ministry of Revenue was checking the tax books of the past ten years page by page.
Under the dim butter lamp, the page with his name written on it is already densely remembered.
