Chapter two hundred and seventieth congratulations
The Dingxi Hou Mansion had not yet fallen asleep.
"Master Marquis, are you crazy?" Aunt Zhou lost her temper and lost her temper at the Marquis of Dingxi like never before, "What are you doing! Make compensation! Admit your mistake! Are you going to destroy the Marquis of Dingxi's mansion?"
"It's not much money, it's nothing." Houhun of Dingxi said nonchalantly, while looking at Aunt Zhou smiling, "Don't you know our family's background?"
Lao Hou and his wife probably knew that they could not count on their son, so they worked hard to save a large fortune for him, enough for him to squander and enjoy life. Even though nearly half of it was moved away by the woman because of Heli, the rest was not inferior to him.
Any wealthy family.
Of course Aunt Zhou knows this, because in her eyes, these are all her own.
But that's not what she wants to say now.
"Master Hou, our family's wealth is not meant to be ruined by others! Do you think this is a charity at the incense festival?" She said angrily, "For this treacherous son, why should the entire Hou family be buried with him!" |
"What are you talking about!" Ding Xihou frowned and said, "What a traitor! He is my son, and I am his father. If something happens to him, I don't care, who cares? Can he still call others his father in this world?"
Speaking of this, Ding Xihou couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking of Chang Yuncheng who knelt down and called him father on the street.
Father... He has many children, and he has heard this title a lot, but there has never been a moment when his whole heart trembled when he was called father.
This feeling, how should I put it, seems like there are ten thousand ants crawling all over my body...
It was sour and numb, but yet so heroic, as if he was ready to die at that moment without even blinking.
What's there, what's there to be afraid of? People live for a lifetime, only for the sake of appearance!
For a moment, he felt like an eagle spreading its wings, looking down upon the world and firmly protecting the descendants behind him.
This feels so good!
"Master Hou! That depends on what happened! How can you indulge him like this!" Aunt Zhou said angrily, pushing Ding Xihou hard.
Ding Xihou was woken up from his excitement and was very unhappy.
"What kind of connivance? He is my son. He was my son when he earned two imperial rewards. But he is no longer my son when he gets into trouble. Both are prosperous and destructive. He holds it when it is useful and throws it away when it is useless. That's how ordinary people do.
It would be unfair to do so, not to mention that he is my son, my biological son, so it’s not a big deal if I indulge him, but it would be damning if I don’t indulge him!” He said in a low tone, he was used to seeing Aunt Zhou as smooth as a flower.
No matter how I look at her face today, I feel uncomfortable, "Go away, why are you so talkative about men's affairs? Go back and rest. You have time to serve Yun Qi well. The exam is about to take place. Don't give it to me."
Shame on you!”
Shame on! Who is shame on!
It would be a shame for Chang Yuncheng to do such a thing! It would be a shame for Yunqi if he failed in the exam!
Aunt Zhou was out of breath and wanted to spit in Xihou's face.
Is this the difference between a legitimate son and a concubine?
No matter how good you are, no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to one finger of that scoundrel?
Why! Why!
If the person in front of him had been Mr. Xie, he would probably have started fighting at this moment.
But the person in front of her was not Mr. Xie, so Aunt Zhou took a few deep breaths to regain her composure.
"Yes, Lord Marquis, that concubine has retired first." She said softly, stroking Ding Xihou's arm, "Master Hou, please rest early. He has been affected by internal and external troubles these days."
Ding Xihou liked hearing this, and he nodded with satisfaction.
Aunt Zhou gave him a gentle smile and walked out slowly.
It wasn't until she returned to her house that the smile on Aunt Zhou's face disappeared.
There was already a girl waiting in the house.
"Auntie." She smiled with a bit of embarrassment and uneasiness, "Look at this... the Marquis insists on giving..."
Aunt Zhou sat down.
"Just take it for you." She said calmly.
"No way." The girl hurriedly came over, knelt down and beat her legs, with a flattering smile, "They can't ask for it. My aunt has already given me enough. Besides...after all...I haven't accomplished what my aunt wanted to do."
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This time it was really a big loss!
So much money was spent in vain! The money of farmers! The money of a few idle men! And the money of those sour scholars!
Aunt Zhou clenched the tea cup in her hand.
Mr. Xie is not dead. Although he has smeared Chang Yuncheng, the idiot Hou Ye didn't know that the string was pulled and he took the blame for his son. Shouldn't he take this opportunity to seize his crown prince position? Why did he instead kill Hou?
The government was involved! Then wouldn’t her son also suffer the same fate?
It’s really….
Aunt Zhou gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
The girl naturally noticed her emotions, and the already nervous person became even more nervous.
"Auntie, those things given by the Marquis are all stored in the East Street Bank. They don't have names, just labels. These are for auntie." She took out a wooden sign from her sleeve and held it up.
Aunt Zhou took a deep breath and regained her peaceful expression.
"Okay then, you will feel at ease if I hold it." She said, reaching out to take it.
The girl was indeed relieved.
"Thank you, Auntie." She kowtowed and said.
"Have your aunt's family left?" Aunt Zhou said again.
The girl nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, I'll leave in the afternoon." She said hurriedly.
Aunt Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's better to go as far away as possible. It's best not to come back in this life," she said.
"It's natural. With the reward from my aunt and grandma, I can live a good life wherever I go." The girl said with a flattering smile.
Aunt Zhou glanced at her, half-smiling but not smiling.
"Have you eaten both the little hoof and the big head?" she said.
The girl's face turned slightly red.
"No way." She giggled, "I lived a good life with my aunt and grandma that they could never live in for several lifetimes. Who cares about that kind of thing?"
Aunt Zhou smiled and stretched out her hand to tap her forehead.
"As long as you can speak, go ahead and get down." She said.
The girl stepped back with a smile.
The room fell into the silence of the night. Under the dim candlelight, there was no smile on Aunt Zhou's face. She raised her hand and extinguished the light, and her whole body was swallowed up by darkness.
Mr. Xie got better day by day. On the third day, he came out of coma and became conscious more and more often.
Qi Yue could hardly get a foothold in the room. Dr. An, the doctor of Zhou Dynasty, stayed inside almost all the time, curiously studying Mr. Xie, and Qi Yue was too happy to care about it. First of all, at this time, he mainly relied on these doctors to provide evidence.
After adjusting the pulse phase and taking medication, Mr. Xie would still be excited when he saw her.
It's not that Qi Yue is afraid of her, but that he is too lazy to pay attention to her.
There is a constant flow of people seeking medical advice in the hall. It looks similar to the past, but if you look closely, it is still different from the past.
"Doctor Liu is not available now, can Dr. Qi be available?" asked the guiding disciple.
The doctor's face showed a trace of hesitation.
"Well, I, I think, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I'll come back later..." The man looked like he suddenly realized something, and turned around and left without waiting for the disciple to say anything else.
"What's going on? You're not pretending to be anything like..." The disciple yelled a few times to no avail, curled his lips and said, turned around and was stunned, "Master..."
Qi Yue smiled at him.
The disciple's face turned red. Sometimes when something embarrassing happens, he is more embarrassed than doing something embarrassing himself. This is how he feels now.
"Go and get busy." Qi Yue said with a smile.
The disciple hurriedly walked away feeling relieved.
There were still changes. Qi Yue took a deep breath and looked outside the door.
Of course there are changes.
At this time, several doctors were joking in Wang Qingchun's reception room.
Compared with the depressing smile before, the smile now is much more comfortable.
"..Although Prince Dingxi took the matter with all his strength, he is dead in the end." Wang Qingchun smiled and twirled his beard, "This is like a crack in a dam. Although it still looks strong,...
"
He laughed and said nothing.
"The public's trust has been broken, and then the people will be suspicious of her." Another doctor said with a smile, "Next time she does this nonsense, people won't buy it like before."
"That's right, she's been fooling around so much that even God can't stand it any longer," another said with a smile.
The atmosphere in the hall is cheerful.
"But..." One of the people present smiled and felt that something was wrong. He couldn't help asking, "But such a patient cannot be saved. How can it be considered nonsense?"
Everyone's laughter stopped.
Yes, she can't cure a disease that no one can cure, so what's there to be happy about? It seems like they can all be cured, but this woman is ruining her reputation by not being cured.
"If a doctor doesn't treat a person who is bound to die, then she shouldn't treat this kind of disease. There's no need for blood transfusion or chest opening. Hmph, I think the treatment is fake. It's real to pretend to be sophisticated and practice skills at the same time." Wang Qingchun said with a snort.
Yes, yes, that's it, everyone suddenly nodded.
"What she is doing to prevent epidemics and disinfection is just a showpiece," everyone said. "Now, let's see who still believes her."
In this way, those people will no longer blindly pursue this woman, and life can return to normal. Everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.
Qi Yue clapped her hands and sat down in front of the table.
"Life is finally back to normal," she said, breathing a sigh of relief and looking relaxed.
A Ru looked at her with a worried expression.
"Hey, please don't look at me like this, okay? I'm serious." Qi Yue said with a smile.
"Don't be sad. In fact, seeing a doctor can lead to death. Dr. Liu and the others have said it, so don't take it to heart..." Aru said.
"I really didn't take it seriously." Qi Yue smiled and turned the quill, "Yes, there is no miracle doctor in this world. As long as there is an injury, there is bound to be death. Otherwise, what should the doctor do..."
She breathed out after saying this.
"This is actually a good thing." She smiled.
A good thing? Aru looked at her, she was like this, no matter what happened, she always wanted to comfort others, and she definitely didn't care about herself.
"It's hard to live up to the reputation." Qi Yue said, putting the pen in his hand on the table, "It's better to expose the illusion of beauty sooner rather than later. Now everyone finally knows that I am not a miracle doctor and cannot cure everything.
Okay, in this way, I have also relieved my burden. When I encounter an incurable disease and say that I try my best but cannot guarantee the result, people will no longer think that I am being humble as before. This kind of blind worship and trust,
It’s actually very scary, and of course I don’t have to… blame myself so much.”
Aru gradually understood, nodded, and put away his worries.
"So from now on everyone can look at my wife squarely," she said.
"Yes, I can finally be like other doctors." Qi Yue smiled and waved his hand, "Isn't this a good thing?"
Aru looked at her and finally showed a relaxed smile.
"Of course, although we face failure, our goal will not change." Qi Yue waved and said, "That is, continue to work hard and work hard!"
"Yes, work hard, work hard." A'ru imitated her and shouted, shaking her fists with a bit of shyness, and grinning as she thought of something, "Our goal is to have no cavities!"
Qi Yue looked at her, raised her head and laughed.
"That's right! Our goal has never changed." She said, clenching her fists.*** (To be continued)
