In the hall outside the house, the old housekeeper and the chief steward of the Song Mansion, Ah Fu, were warming some wine and eating side dishes. They were similar in age, had known each other for many years, and had the right temperament. They were sitting together and enjoying the energy of the wine.
Let’s talk about the ups and downs in Yanjing City over the past few decades.
Suddenly, they heard Mr. Song's shout from the back room. The two of them were so drunk that they suddenly sobered up. Especially the old housekeeper, when he heard that something had happened to Mr. Zhu, he immediately opened the door.
Mr. Zhu was lying on the table, as quiet as if he was asleep, but he was so quiet that he looked as if he had passed away. The old housekeeper rushed over and hugged Mr. Zhu's shoulders gently.
He shook it and shouted twice: "Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu!"
Mr. Song shouted to the housekeeper Ah Fu: "Ah Fu, I'm stunned. Go call the doctor and prepare the car!"
"oh!"
Ah Fu responded, turned around and ran outside the house. He was so nervous that when he stepped out of the threshold, he tripped under his feet and fell to the ground with a thump. His face was bleeding after getting up.
I didn't even have time to wipe it off, so I hurriedly ran outside.
Mr. Song was also completely panicked. He was pacing back and forth around Mr. Zhu, muttering: "Old Zhu, you must not just die like this. We have been fighting for most of our lives, and I haven't fought you enough."
Well, you must never let anything happen to you."
In less than two minutes, the doctor from the Song family came. He was also a little old man over fifty years old. His face was covered with sweat and he looked nervous. After putting down the medicine box, he quickly came over carefully to check Mr. Zhu's breathing.
, the nervous expression on his face immediately eased, and then he took a deep breath, sat down, and raised Mr. Zhu's wrist to feel his pulse.
The room was silent for a moment, and everyone watched with bated breath, for one second, two seconds, three seconds...
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Mr. Song's face. The blood on Butler Ah Fu's face gradually scabbed. The old butler stared at Mr. Zhu with nervous eyes and trembling body. Tears were already welling up in his eyes.
More than twenty seconds passed, and most of the nervousness on the little old doctor's face disappeared. He turned around and said to the old housekeeper: "Please lend a hand and carry Mr. Zhu into the house and lie on the bed."
Several people carefully brought Mrs. Zhu close to Mr. Song's bedroom, and she lay down on the bed. The little old doctor took out the silver needle. The old housekeeper wanted to stop her, worried that something might happen.
Mr. Song patted the old housekeeper on the shoulder and said with firm eyes: "Little Guan, I use these three words Song Guoqi to assure you that the doctors in my house will never act recklessly."
The old housekeeper looked at Mr. Song and nodded.
The little old doctor of the Song Mansion held a silver needle in his hand and carefully inserted it into several acupuncture points on Old Zhu's head. The silver needles of different lengths gradually sank into the skin and flesh, and finally he took out another extra thin one.
The long silver needle pierced Mr. Zhu's chest.
puff!
A mouthful of wine suddenly spurted out of Mr. Zhu's mouth. The old housekeeper immediately rushed to Mr. Zhu and shouted: "Mr. Zhu, are you okay?"
Mr. Song and the housekeeper Ah Fu also came over and looked at Mr. Zhu with concern.
Mr. Zhu opened his eyes in confusion and struggled to sit up. The old doctor from Song Mansion immediately said: "Mr. Zhu, please slow down. Your body is still weak and you need to rest for a while."
"oh."
Mr. Zhu turned back to look at the old butler with tears in his eyes, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Don't worry, I can't die. Wipe your tears quickly. It's embarrassing for Old Song."
Mr. Song said with concern: "Mr. Zhu, please stop saying a few words and take a good rest."
Zhu Lao said with a smile: "I'm fine, and I can't die, so what are you afraid of? Besides, if I really die, you won't be allowed to set off firecrackers to celebrate."
Mr. Song said angrily: "Stop talking about your fucking bitch. If you really die here, I will think it's unlucky!"
Mr. Zhu smiled and said: "Look at your temper, you still haven't restrained it."
The little old doctor from the Song family stood beside Mr. Song and said, "Master, I'm going to prepare some medicine for Mr. Zhu."
Mr. Song nodded and said: "Go."
At this time, Mr. Zhu asked the old housekeeper to help him up and said, "Don't bother me. I'm going home first. Mr. Song, we haven't finished the wine today. We will continue drinking some other time."
Mr. Song said: "Old Zhu, please stop showing off and rest here first before leaving."
Mr. Zhu smiled weakly and said: "No, a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as my own nest. Besides, if I really die here with you, I will definitely cause a storm in the city again."
Mr. Zhu asked the old housekeeper to help him to the ground. Mr. Song knew that he could not dissuade him, so he asked Mr. Afu to call two young and strong boys and push Mr. Zhu out in a wheelchair.
Standing at the gate of his home, Mr. Song had a coat draped over his shoulders and a walking stick in his hand. He watched the car carrying Mr. Zhu gradually go away, feeling sad in his heart.
The butler Afu beside him said: "Sir, the chief steward of the Zhu family told me that their old man has been weak recently, but he drank so much wine tonight."
As he spoke, the housekeeper Ah Fu's face was full of confusion and he murmured: "Why is Mr. Zhu doing this?"
Mr. Song smiled bitterly and said: "I have known him for so many years. He has always been a person with strong self-control. He knows everything he should do and what he should not do."
The butler Ah Fu hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't resist his curiosity and asked: "Sir, why did Mr. Zhu do this tonight? He almost drank his life."
Mr. Song turned back to look at the housekeeper Ah Fu, his eyes were calm, but deep and terrifying. The housekeeper Ah Fu could not help but tremble in his heart, knowing that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked.
Mr. Song turned around and walked toward the gate, holding a cane in his hand. The injury on his leg was particularly serious in winter. His kneecap was cold and painful, and he was shaking slightly when he walked.
The butler Ah Fu quickly followed and held Mr. Song's arm. The master and servant walked into the door together and walked to a secluded place. Mr. Song slowly said: "It's all for the sake of the children."
The housekeeper Ah Fu was slightly startled, and was shocked in his heart.
Mr. Song said: "Just know some things yourself and don't tell them."
Butler Ah Fu immediately responded: "Thank you for your trust, sir!"
Mr. Song chuckled and said, "You have been with me for decades, so I naturally trust you."
Zhu Family Courtyard.
The old housekeeper helped Mr. Chu out of the car, and the master and servant walked slowly towards the depths of the yard. The old housekeeper said with concern: "Mr. Zhu, if you are tired, I will carry you."
Mr. Zhu waved his hand and said, "No, I can just walk these few steps, cough cough."
Two figures came over, a man and a woman, laughing and joking. The man was none other than Mr. Zhu's eldest grandson Zhu Zhenggang, and the woman was his girlfriend Li Chunchun.
Li Chunchun said with a smile: "My dear, your Zhu family is so impressive. I wonder when I can move in."
Zhu Zhenggang smiled and said, "Why, are you anxious to be the young mistress of the Zhu family?"
Li Chunchun said coquettishly: "How many women in the world don't want to be the young mistress of your Zhu family? If I really marry you, I won't be involved in the film and television industry. I will be a young mistress with peace of mind and give birth to a group of children for your Zhu family."
, preferably a boy.”
Zhu Zhenggang laughed and said: "If this is really the case, then my grandfather will be extremely happy. But I think women still have to have their own careers. You are now considered a first-line star. You should develop well and strive to become a superstar. Then I will be more
Have face."
"snort!"
Li Chunchun snorted angrily and said: "Zhu Zhenggang, I think you don't like me at all, you just like my reputation. You just want to dump me after you've had enough fun with me!"
"Chunchun, look at your little temper. You still don't know how I feel about you. I have never been so kind to any woman. Besides, as women, you should let your men have face. Isn't this what you should do?"
Well, what’s more, honey, you still have this strength.”
Zhu Zhenggang smiled and said: "Come on, come on, don't be angry, let my husband kiss you."
"Oh, I hate it! What if someone sees me? I'll go to my house later and let you kiss me as much as I can."
"Don't worry, there's no one here, just give me a kiss and let my husband taste your little mouth."
"Hate, hate..."
Zhu Zhenggang hugged Li Chunchun and tried to force him to kiss him. Li Chunchun squirmed and dodged with a smile.
"Ahem..."
Two deliberate coughs suddenly came from the darkness, startling Zhu Zhenggang and Li Chunchun. Zhu Zhenggang immediately shouted loudly: "Who is it, hiding there and peeking?"
"I."
Mr. Zhu said in a dull voice. The old housekeeper supported him and walked out slowly. The light bulb happened to be broken at the place he passed just now, otherwise Zhu Zhenggang would not have noticed them.
Zhu Zhenggang's arrogance immediately faded. He could not be afraid of anyone in this family, but only his grandfather had to be afraid. Zhu Zhenggang stuttered with a guilty conscience: "Master, grandpa, why are you here? Why haven't you rested so late?"
ah."
Mr. Zhu said in a gloomy voice: "As a descendant of the Zhu family, I taught you how to educate you in the past. I didn't pay any attention to image cultivation. It's dark today, but it's still light. You young people like it."
Kiss me, you can do whatever you want with the door closed, but not outside."
Zhu Zhenggang lowered his head after being taught a lesson and blushed. Fortunately, the night was dark and the lights were dim, so he could not clearly see the expression on his face. Next to him, Li Chunchun lowered his head. She was even more interested in this legendary old man in Yanjing City.
It's a deep-seated fear.
The old housekeeper supported Mr. Zhu and walked past the two of them. It was not until Mr. Zhu walked away that Zhu Zhenggang pulled Li Chunchun out. Li Chunchun said in a timid voice: "Hubby, does your grandfather not like me? Please look at me seriously."
Didn't even look at me."
Zhu Zhenggang said: "Stop thinking nonsense, my grandfather was angry at us just now."
Li Chunchun pouted and said, "Humph, you stubborn old man!"
Zhu Zhenggang immediately turned cold, glared at Li Chunchun and said, "You are not allowed to talk about my grandfather!"
Li Chunchun was startled and said aggrievedly: "Why are you so cruel? Isn't it just a casual comment?"
Zhu Zhenggang said: "It's not allowed to say anything casually."
Li Chunchun said softly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. I was wrong. Come to my house later and I will compensate you well. You can do whatever you want."
Zhu Zhenggang smiled lewdly, pinched Li Chunchun's chin and said, "That's pretty much it."
On the way back, Mr. Zhu sighed and said: "It is difficult to raise a villain with a woman. Among women, actors are the most ruthless. If Zheng Gang gets mixed up with such a woman, he will only miss his future."
The old housekeeper said, "How about I ask someone to take that woman away?"
Mr. Zhu said: "Forget it, just let nature take its course. If you don't take some detours when you are young, you will still not be silent about the world when you are old. Only by truly experiencing it can you understand."
The old butler was silent for two seconds and suddenly asked: "Mr. Zhu, is it worth risking your life like this?"
Mr. Zhu stopped at his feet and was silent for a while. He said with a weak smile: "It's worth it. The relationship between the Zhu family and the Song family has always been very delicate. We can't let Mr. Song hold a grudge against that child. If we really put that old man
The guy got pissed off and it won’t end well.”
"Haha!" After a pause, Mr. Zhu said with a proud smile: "I just took this opportunity to tie the Zhu family and the Song family on a warship. After enduring for so many years, it's time to form an alliance. Today I
Although I almost drank myself to death, the one who can’t sleep tonight must be Old Man Song, haha.”
Mr. Zhu was happy, and the old housekeeper was also happy. He seemed to faintly smell the smell of blood in the air. The Imperial City of Yanjing, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, would probably fall into a competition of absolute power in the near future. The winner would be
The king defeats the bandits and determines the way of heaven...