Chapter 84: Cool

"Isn't that Jiang Xiaolou who just went in?" Princess An wanted to cry, but was horrified by Princess Qing's eyes.
The maid reminded: "Wang Hao, Princess Qing said it was the lady who was standing with Jiang Xiaolou."
"It's her!" Princess An suddenly realized, and Princess Qing asked quickly, "Who is she, how old is she, and where did she come from?"
Concubine An was so painful that she quickly threw her hand away. She turned red when she looked down. She couldn't help but wondered: "Sister, what's wrong with you, why are you so excited?"
Princess Qing stared at the direction in which Li Xuening disappeared: "I think that child is a bit like the missing Xueer. You see, she also has a mole right now, just like the appearance of Xueer just born. Here!" she said, and gestured at the corner of her eye.
Princess Ann smiled: "I think you really miss Xue'er to be crazy. Over the years, how many people have you misidentified? When you see young girls on the street, you often ask the carriage to stop and catch up. Which time is not a bamboo basket. Nothing? No matter how you do this, others will not think that you are sick, but think you are crazy."
"If you are crazy, you will be crazy. She is my biological daughter. I don't know what happened to me now living outside. I must ask you clearly!" After she was about to get out of the carriage, Princess Ann quickly stopped her and said, "Sister! You will only scare people if you go like this now, so let me inquire for you to see who this girl is and why she is with Jiang Xiaolou!"
Princess Ann was very efficient, and soon the maid brought a buddy. He was a handyman in a restaurant, and he was a little nervous when he heard that a lady wanted to see him. Princess An said, "You don't need to be nervous." She said that she motioned to the maid beside her to give the man money, and then asked: "Do you know the two people who just went in?"
The guy looked at the two noble ladies a little strangely, and it took a long time before he said nervously, "The one in front is the master of our restaurant, and the other is her good sister, whose surname is Li, I only know so much..."
"Have they been together?"
"Yes, Miss Li often accompanies our young lady to patrol the restaurant. I heard that they all live in Xiefu."
Princess An's face slowly became serious, she turned to look at Princess An and said, "Sister, what should I do?"
Princess Qing gritted her teeth: "Then start with Xie Mansion!"
Princess An sighed slightly. After all, Princess Qing did not give up, but what if she did not give up? King Qing had already regarded this daughter as dead, and ordered her not to look around anymore, as if she had never given birth to this daughter, but she was so persistent... …
The luxurious carriage left, bringing up billowing smoke and dust.
Jiang Xiaolou walked out of the door, and the dude immediately changed the blank look on his face, and smiled and saluted Jiang Xiaolou: "Miss, the two ladies just now, specially asked me about Miss Li."
"About Xue Ning?" Jiang Xiaolou frowned slightly. Could Princess An start with Xue Ning? But—something seems to be wrong again. She told Xiaodie to give her buddy a reward, but she looked back subconsciously, and saw that a middle-aged lady happened to be on the carriage poking out, and she was colliding with Jiang Xiaolou's eyes...
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Xie Kanghe looked at Jiang Xiaolou and said with a smile: "You brave girl really scared me."
Jiang Xiaolou smiled slightly: "Uncle, I'm really sorry, Xiaolou is reckless, but it makes you worry too."
Seeing Jiang Xiaolou’s expression, Xie Kanghe knew that she did not take this matter to heart, and could not help but shook her head and sighed: "Xiaolou, if you want Princess An to completely give up and prevent this kind of thing from happening, you should still find someone. Good home. Your uncle is always worried when you are a girl."
Jiang Xiaolou knew that Xie Kanghe wanted to bring up the old thing again, so he just smiled without answering.
The so-called fate requires mutual affection before it can continue. As if Jiang Xiaolou is so careless and Xie Liancheng is so careless, this marriage can't be said. Xie Kanghe thought about it. Since Xiaolou doesn't like Xie Liancheng, Xie Yizhou is also good. He said: "If you don't like Liancheng, it's easier to get along with the boat."
This is clearly a Lalang match, and my uncle is too exaggerated. Jiang Xiaolou smiled faintly. In the past few days, the second son often met her in the garden. If she said that she could not see the meaning of the other party's heart, then she was too stupid, but she was really insensitive to the son of the Xie family, so she went straight Rejected: "Uncle, the house is almost completely repaired. Soon Xue Ning and I will move in. You are welcome to visit at any time."
Xie Kanghe understood what she meant when she refused. She coughed twice as soon as she was about to say something, and the conversation was also interrupted. Jiang Xiaolou looked at him with concern: "Uncle, is your cough still good?"
Xie Kanghe's complexion is worse than before: "I have been coughing for the past half month. After taking the medicine for two days, the doctor finally suppressed the cough. I thought it was all right. Who knows I just read a book today. I feel short of breath and flustered, alas, I am getting older too."
Jiang Xiaolou just comforted: "Uncle is only so old this year, so he actually said that he is old, and Yang Ge is ten years older than you. Your Majesty sometimes persuades him to be an official, he ignores it at all and still does his own way."
Xie Kanghe couldn't help laughing: "Only Elder Ge in this world dares to confront your Majesty like this. Thanks to your magnanimity, if you change others, I am afraid that you have to expel Elder Ge from a distance to be reconciled."
Speaking of Yang Ge, this person is indeed a very remarkable person. Once the emperor was so beautiful, Ge Lao actually broke into his bedroom and dragged him off the bed. He insisted on calling him to go to court, the emperor. I can't laugh or cry, I can't swear if I want to, I can't beat him, I can only hope when the old man can't think about it and take the initiative to return to his hometown. Of course, other people did not have such privileges, and the only old courtier who could make the emperor treat him differently was Yang Ge. This is why Jiang Xiaolou has to put so much effort on Yang Ge. She doesn’t have to be afraid of King An, Qin’s mansion, and even cares nothing about the prince. The most important thing is to climb the tree of Yang Ge. tree.
Xie Kanghe got up and sent Jiang Xiaolou out, but he felt weak and top-heavy before taking two steps.
"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"
Xie Kanghe tried hard to see the face of Jiang Xiaolou, but he felt that the antiques and bookcases around him were spinning.
"uncle!"
Xie Kanghe supported Jiang Xiaolou's arm, barely sat down on the chair, but was out of breath. Jiang Xiaolou immediately ordered the two maids who were guarding the door: "Hurry up and invite the doctor, go!"
Aunt Wang was arranging a housekeeper to work at home. I heard that Xie Kanghe got up and went straight to the yard when she was ill. She only saw Xie Kanghe leaning on a chair, weak and pale, and she could not help stepping forward: "Master, you What's wrong."
Jiang Xiaolou said: "I was talking to my uncle just now, but he said he was flustered and short of breath and could not stand steady..."
Wang Baozhen panicked, "Didn't you say that you were better when you fell asleep last night? Why is it serious today?"
"Has Doctor Liu arrived? Hurry up and invite him!" Wang Baozhen was so anxious that her forehead was sweating, her hands and feet were cold, and she hurriedly ordered the maid to come.
Liu Gang is a famous doctor in Beijing and a doctor Xie Kanghe has used for many years. Doctor Liu arrived soon, took the pulse for Xie Kanghe, and looked at his tongue coating. After a little thought, he slowly said: "The tongue coating is a little yellow, and the yellow is green again... It is winter now, and it's angry outside. Hou is cold, and Master Xie is too exuberant and overthinking. I think this is caused by the conflict between cold and hot, and the internal heat."
Aunt Wang's face is anxious, full of concern: "Is my master's disease serious?"
Doctor Liu shook his head: "I also picked up two patients in the morning. The symptoms are the same and they don't get in the way. This is always the case at this time. I prescribe two doses of medicine and they will cure them."
The maid prepared paper and pen. Doctor Liu prescribed a prescription for heat dissipation, smiled and handed it to Aunt Wang, "According to this prescription, you will get better if you sweat."
"Thank you, Doctor Liu." Aunt Wang showed a sense of relief on her face, and she ordered her maid to send her consultation fee, saying: "The mere reward is not a tribute. If my master recovers, I will pay you again."
Aunt Wang didn't need the maid to do it, she personally took a small red clay stove under the corridor, stood by the stove to fry the medicine, and then waited for Xie Kanghe to take it. She stayed in Xie Kanghe's house from start to finish, feeding him medicine while talking to him when Xie Kanghe was in good spirits, lest he be lonely.
Jiang Xiaolou looked in his eyes and couldn't help but nodded secretly. Aunt Wang may be a scheming woman, but her concern for Xie Kanghe comes from the bottom of her heart. In contrast, Mrs. Xie, as the wife of the knot, used to eat fast and reciting the Buddha, and even her husband did not come to see her when she was sick. It is so strange that everyone looks like a matter of course. Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Jiang Xiaolou said, "Is uncle better?"
Aunt Wang put a quilt on Xie Kanghe and covered it tightly, and then she turned her head and said, "It seems to be sweating a little, it should not be a big problem. Miss Jiang should go back to rest quickly, it's getting late."
Jiang Xiaolou glanced outside the window, only to find that the sky outside had been darkened, and nodded, "If you need anything, just call me anytime."
Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaolou heard that Xie Kanghe was getting better, so he felt relieved and went out to inspect his shop as usual. When she came back in the evening, the first thing was to visit Xie Kanghe.
The children of the Xie family were also waiting outside in the flower hall. Seeing Jiang Xiaolou, Xie Liancheng seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and said: "My aunt said that my father has been sweating profusely. It is better than before. There should be none. Seriously, you don't have to worry."
Jiang Xiaolou smiled and nodded, but Xie Xiang said strangely: "Xiaolou, did you find that your father was unwell yesterday?"
Jiang Xiaolou raised his eyes to look at her with a calm expression: "Yes, I was talking to my uncle, and he suddenly fainted."
Xie Xiangjiao's pretty face showed a thoughtful look: "Speaking, what does father ask you to say alone? You two always seem to have a lot to say."
Jiang Xiaolou sneered, Xie Xiang had no other ability, but his suspicious ability was the best in the world. She has told her countless times, she is not rare to thank her family's property, why is she always so defensive? However, after being bitten by a mad dog, she was not in the mood to bite it back. The other party's grade was too low, and she couldn't be interested in arguing for herself, so she just sat down, casually held up the tea cup, and let out a leisurely breath.
What more Xie Xiang had to say, Xie Liancheng glanced at Xie Xiang lightly, with a thin layer of frost in his eyes.
Xie Xiang didn’t dare to ask loudly any more, so he just lowered his head and mumbled:
I’m telling the truth, my father seems to like Xiaolou very much, so he asked her to talk together in three days... I didn’t know that they thought they were. Your biological father and daughter."
The second young master Xie Yizhou said coldly and enthusiastically: "Xiang'er, you can't say that. Xiaolou can play chess with his father, talk business with him, and chat with him to relieve boredom. What can you do? You only know how to dress up. , I only know rouge gouache. Father asks you three questions. If I were him, I would not be in the mood to take care of you."
As soon as Xie Yizhou spoke, Xie Xiang's expression immediately became sullen.
The second young master is right. In addition to caring about her own rouge and gouache, Xie Xiang cares about what kind of gold hairpin jewelry is popular nowadays. She doesn’t know anything about it and doesn’t ask about it. But this is not the case for ordinary daughters. Other people are better than her. Where is it so good? Xie Xiang became more unconvinced when his father saw Zhongjiang Xiaolou so much.
One can be stupid, but one must be self-aware.
Xie Liancheng closed his eyes slightly, unwilling to look at Xie Xiang's clown face again. He didn't expect that the daughters of the Xie family would be so incapable of being on the stage. His father was too indulgent to them, so that he did not know how to raise them, he only knew that he was jealous of others and did not have the slightest desire to grow.
Fourth Miss Xie Yu was talking in a low voice with Second Miss Xie Rou. Xie Yu's clear and Lingling eyes flicked across Xie Liancheng's face from time to time, his expression unconcealed a little bit sad. However, Miss Fifth, Xie Chun, was full of anxiety. Among her daughters, she was the only one who really cared about Xie Kanghe and was worried about his illness.
After the second young master Xie Yizhou said the sentence just now, he just sat and drank tea lightly, and everyone's words seemed to have nothing to do with him.
After a while, Aunt Wang walked out quickly, looking anxiously looking at the maid, and went to ask Doctor Liu again. Xie Liancheng asked: "Did my father's condition go back and forth?"
Aunt Wang nodded and said: "Yes, I thought he sweats a lot just now. Touching his forehead is hotter, and his face is redder than before. I can't rest assured, I want to invite Doctor Liu to come and see again."
Xie Liancheng frowned. If the wind and cold are normal, sweating should get better, but if the complexion turns red and the high fever does not go away, I am afraid that the wind-cold will change to other symptoms. At this time, Xie Kanghe in the room suddenly yelled. The scream was so loud that it immediately shocked everyone. They rushed into the house, only to find Xie Kanghe on the bed clutching his head and shouting: "I have a headache, my head hurts!"
Aunt Wang broke out in a cold sweat: "Quickly, go and invite Doctor Liu!"
Doctor Liu was invited into Xie's house again, but he still repeated the old saying: "I'm afraid the medicine has not reached its strength, so let me prescribe another prescription and take it three times in a row. It will be effective tomorrow."
Xie Liancheng took a look at the prescription. Dr. Liu added ordinary motherwort and ginseng to the original heat-dissipating agent. He paused for a while before he pondered: "The diagnosis of Dr. Liu this time is exactly the same as the previous prescription. After taking two medicines, his father’s symptoms have changed significantly, but he has not been able to respond in time to apply the medicine. Auntie, he can no longer use his prescription."
Aunt Wang was anxious and angry, and rarely hesitated: "What should I do?"
Xie Liancheng's dark eyes were like a deep pool, and he said seriously: "Go and invite Mr. Taiwu, this is the only way!"
At this time Xie Kanghe was already sober, and he weakly said: "I just have a common headache and fever. How can I alarm Mr. Taiwu because of this, you are really making a fuss."
Jiang Xiaolou carried a gentle comfort on the floor, and his voice was particularly soft: "Uncle, you are not only having a fever but also a severe headache. Doctor Liu can't see the truth, only that it is an ordinary wind and cold. I saw it is not that simple. Mr. Xie is right, but I still invite Mr. Taiwu to take a look."
Xie Kanghe hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.
However, the Xie family sent someone to the residence of Mr. Taiwu, but was told that his husband had gone out to practice medicine and had not returned, so he could only return with an empty carriage.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiaolou said: "It's better to ask Doctor Fu."
Xie Yue's eyes lit up: "Okay, Doctor Fu is exquisite in medical skills. I'm not sure he can do anything."
Xie Xiang glanced at him and said coldly and coldly: "I haven't seen the Doctor Fu you mentioned. How old is he and can he be better than Doctor Liu? Even Doctor Liu can't cure him. I think it’s better to ask a better man if you’re sick."
Jiang Xiaolou's expression fell cold: "Miss Xie Si, although Doctor Fu is young, his medical skills are directly inherited from Mr. Taiwu, and ordinary illnesses are not a problem."
Xie Yu had a calm look and a calm gaze: "Miss Jiang, my father's illness is very urgent and violent. It is better to find some famous doctors. Those rash doctors should not be brought into the house, so as not to delay his father's condition. "
Jiang Xiaolou felt more and more impatient. She was completely thinking about Xie Kanghe, without the slightest selfishness. These people were carrying guns and sticks every word. Why did she suffer from this kind of anger, and immediately said coldly: "I just made my own opinion. Whoever you want to invite depends on your uncle's own meaning."
Xie Yue blinked her eyes and rarely supported Jiang Xiaolou: "You don't know what to say, don't talk nonsense. Although Doctor Fu is young, he cured Aunt Wang's rheumatism before. This disease is extremely difficult to treat, Doctor Liu. I don’t know how long it took to be cured, but the roots were broken. Isn’t this hard evidence?"
When Xie Yu heard the words, the corners of a bright red mouth curled up slightly, and his tone was calm and honest: "Since the eldest sister and Ms. Jiang both said this, then I will naturally not interfere. You have the final say."
Half an hour later, Fu Chaoxuan arrived. After he finished the pulse for Xie Kanghe, he savoured the pulse for a long time and slowly shook his head: "This pulse fluctuates from time to time. It looks like a wind chill. For some reason, it damages the internal organs. It looks really strange."
Aunt Wang said: "Doctor Fu, what is the disease of my master?"
Fu Chaoxuan thought carefully for a moment before sighing: "Master Xie's body is alternating hot and cold, and the pulse is floating. At first glance, it is wind-cold, but ordinary wind-cold will never develop so fast. You said that he is also accompanied by severe headaches and vomiting from time to time. I don’t think this is a symptom of wind chill."
Fu Chaoxuan had the true story of Mr. Taiwu, and his medical skills were very good, but today even he could not tell what disease Xie Kanghe had.
Xie Liancheng said, "Then please prescribe Doctor Fu first."
Fu Chaoxuan frowned, "Even I haven't seen what disease this is, how can I prescribe casually."
Xie Liancheng held a different view: "But my father has been feverish. If he doesn't go down, I'm afraid he will be worried about his life."
Xie Liancheng was right. If the fever continues like this, Xie Kanghe will probably die. Fu Chaoxuan accepted this opinion and nodded: "Well, let me give him an injection first to reduce his fever."
Aunt Wang was full of doubts and remained silent for a long time.
Xie Kanghe coughed fiercely on the bed before he managed to calm down: "Let Dr. Fu have a try. He is a good disciple of Mr. Taiwu, I can trust him."
Xie Kanghe said so, Xie Xiang swallowed what he tried to stop.
Fu Chaoxuan wiped the silver needles with a clean veil and roasted them carefully with fire. Only after choosing the right acupuncture points on Xie Kanghe's body, he put a few needles on Xie Kanghe's body. I can retire in an hour, and I’ll be here, waiting for his fever to go away."
What Fu Chaoxuan said was really good. Xie Kanghe quickly subsided and fell asleep peacefully.
Fu Chaoxuan resigned, and Jiang Xiaolou caught up with him in the garden: "Doctor Fu!"
Fu Chaoxuan turned his head to see that it was her, his heart jumped, and his face said nonchalantly, "Is there anything wrong?"
Jiang Xiaolou's breath was slightly flat and said, "What the is going on with Uncle Xie, do you really dare not prescribe a prescription?"
Fu Chaoxuan said that he had good medical skills, but at this moment he had to blush and nod his head: "I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and I have never seen such a disease. I must go back to see the master to make a judgment."
Jiang Xiaolou's eyes moved slightly: "But Mr. Taiwu has gone to practice medicine, how can I find him at this time?"
Fu Chao proclaimed: "Don't worry, my master and I have a way of contacting him. As short as three to five days, and as long as half a month, we will be able to contact him. I don't know if Master Xie can last that long. However, he is sick. It's really weird, I think something is wrong..."
"No? What's wrong—"
"This...I can't tell you, I just wanted to do a blood test for him, but there are too many people in the room, so it's not appropriate to do so..."
From the second day onwards, Xie Kanghe became bedridden. Not only could he not eat, but he also felt cold all over. He always yelled that there was a fire in his chest. He just groaned in bed. Aunt Wang even hired several doctors, but they were helpless when they came. The prescriptions that everyone prescribes are all innocuous medicines, whether they are taken or not are the same. However, in just three days, Xie Kanghe had no water and rice, waiting to die. Everyone was in the bedroom day and night, sorrowful, crying and crying, with nothing to do.
Xie Kanghe told Aunt Wang: "Prepare for the funeral."
Hearing him say this, Aunt Wang wailed, tears streaming down her eyes.
Seeing that everyone was crying, Xie Kanghe was very bored, and waved his hand: "You all go out, let me be quiet." The others looked at each other, and they all retreated, and they were here. At that time, Xie Kanghe suddenly said: "Xiaolou, if you stay, I have something to tell you."
Everyone glanced at the ground and gathered on Jiang Xiaolou's body.
Jiang Xiaolou didn't care what others thought, she just said softly: "Okay."
When everyone left, Xie Kanghe looked at Jiang Xiaolou and smiled reluctantly: "I thought I could take care of you for your father, but now it seems that I can't make my promise."
Jiang Xiaolou looked at him with a particularly soft tone: "No, my uncle will live a long life."
She said this, but in her heart she remembered the judgment about the lone star of the of heaven. If that is the case, would Xie Kanghe be tired by her too? Jiang Xiaolou almost couldn't help the tears, but she touched her face, and it was dry, without a tear coming down.
I don't know when she started crying anymore.
Xie Kanghe smiled hard, patted her hand and said: "Look, I still remember the first time I met with Brother Jiang. At that time, we were still teenagers. We had nothing and didn't want anything. I just Guarding a broken fishing net, and he is holding a fan and pretending to be romantic, in a blink of an eye our children are all grown up, but he is dying."
Jiang Xiaolou looked at him without saying a word.
Xie Kanghe's expression became serious: "Listen, Xiaolou, people have to experience a lot of things in their lives, some happiness, some misfortunes, for example, your parents and brothers are leaving you, and you can only rely on yourself slowly. Get up, but because of this, you can become so strong and so good. I know that you have a deep hatred in your heart. I only hope you promise me that no matter what you do, you must take good care of yourself and do not take revenge. Be eager for a moment, wait slowly for the moment, and be cautious before making any decision, understand?"
Jiang Xiaolou didn’t know that Xie Kanghe had so many words in his heart and kept trying not to say to him, nor did she know that Xie Kanghe was still thinking of her at this time. She just held his hand firmly and said: "Uncle, I hope you can Live a long time and watch Xiaolou succeed. Don't leave Xiaolou alone like your father."
Xie Kanghe sighed deeply and looked at her affectionately: "Brother Jiang has a good daughter, and I seem to have a big family, but in fact, no one." When he said that there is no one, he looked a little bit more. eccentric.
Jiang Xiaolou subconsciously said: "I know my uncle was disappointed with them, but Xie Chun is a good girl, as well as a eldest son. He is both civil and military and stable. It is the pride of your uncle. Have you forgotten it?"
Xie Kanghe smiled faintly, "Chun'er is a good boy, but she is empty but not inwardly. I am wary, she is rude, I am careful, and she is confused. Such a solid-eyed child, if she were not protected by me, she What will happen?"
Before she could answer, Xie Kanghe went on to say: "You must be surprised, why would I say that there is no successor." He seemed to be talking to Jiang Xiaolou, and he seemed to mutter to himself, "Because he is not my son. , No, why not..."
Jiang Xiaolou was startled for a moment, and whispered: "Uncle, uncle!"
Xie Kanghe had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Jiang Xiaolou tried his snort for a while, relieved his heart, covered him with the quilt before retreating.
Everyone was waiting anxiously. When Jiang Xiaolou came out, Aunt Wang hurried forward and asked, "What did the master say?"
Jiang Xiaolou's face was calm as water: "Uncle didn't say anything."
Xie Xiang snorted coldly: "I knew that my father was very biased towards you! At this time, it is only you who are worried about!"
Jiang Xiaolou glanced at Xie Xiang. These people are too mean and selfish. Their hearts are full of Xie’s property. They can’t help but say coldly: "No matter how things develop, I will be here with Uncle Xie. As for What do you want to think, it is your business, what to do with me!"
Xie Xiang sneered at her back and said: "Look, my father is sick and no one in the family is in charge, but she thinks she is really the young lady of the Xie family, she looks noble!"
Xie Chun has always had a good temper. Seeing Xie Xiang so acrid at this moment, I can't help but give her a cold look: "When is it, you still say this kind of cool talk, don't go in and see your father!"
Xie Liancheng was waiting for Jiang Xiaolou outside the courtyard, and when she saw her coming out, he just smiled.
Jiang Xiaolou glanced over his Qingjun's face and said, "Why didn't the old man go in?"
Xie Liancheng just said in a calm tone: "Father left alone you must have something to say, I shouldn't go up and bother."
The noble son in front of him seemed to be so calm and calm all the time, Jiang Xiaolou wanted to know what he was thinking in his heart. Xie Liancheng walked out with her quietly, and the setting sun fell on his shoulders, making his whole person very gentle and gentle.
Jiang Xiaolou's heart moved and couldn't help asking: "Please forgive me for taking the liberty, why didn't I see Mrs. Xie?"
Xie Liancheng lowered his eyes and looked calmly: "I have personally reported to my mother, but she said that life and death are destined, wealth and wealth are in heaven, no matter how long a person's life is predestined by God, whether she will come or not will not help."
Is it too ruthless for married couples, but the wife refuses to take a look even in critical condition?
Jiang Xiaolou frowned, but said nothing.
"Don't get me wrong, my mother has been practicing Buddhism for many years, and she is already preparing to become a monk. But my father insisted on forcing her to stay at home, so my mother could only be a layman."
It turns out that Mrs. Xie has such a heavy heart for the Buddha, and this reason seems very reasonable, but Jiang Xiaolou just smiled and did not answer.
Xie Liancheng's crystal face was stained with a faint sunset glow, and he looked more handsome and compelling, but his voice was so calm and gentle, like a beautiful song, which made people unconsciously produce a feeling of infatuation.
"Since I was born, my father has always been busy doing business, while my mother has been in the Buddhist hall all day. I usually can't see my father or mother. I get used to it after a long time. Not only me, Everyone in this family is accustomed to their way of getting along. Maybe the only person who is surprised is you." Xie Liancheng said lightly.
Jiang Xiaolou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly: "I am not suitable to live in Xie's house anymore in this situation, but I will visit Uncle Xie every day until he recovers."
Xie Liancheng breathed slightly, but then chuckled slightly: "I know that Jiang Mansion has almost been repaired. It is only natural that you moved there."
After saying this, there was a strange silence between the two. Jiang Xiaolou glanced at him, Xie Liancheng's eyes drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes, making him look extraordinarily quiet in the sunset.
"Actually... Father's illness this time is really strange."
"Why is it strange?"
Xie Liancheng is not used to analyzing his thoughts to anyone, but he is willing to talk to Jiang Xiaolou. In this family, she is the only person who can understand him and trust him, even though they are just ordinary friends, he also...
"His body has always been healthy, even if he has minor illnesses and pains, he will recover quickly. It seems that he has never been able to afford a sickness."
Jiang Xiaolou's heart is also full of doubts: "Doctor Fu also said that this thing is very strange, not like an ordinary wind and cold, isn't it sick?"
Xie Liancheng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. Then, his deep pool-like eyes slowly sank, and his jade-colored face cast a shadow: "I will find out."
Jiang Xiaolou stopped: "Just send it here, please let me know if you have any news."
"Nature." As if the haze on Xie Liancheng's face had never existed, his usual composure had already been restored.
On the second day, Fu Chaoxuan invited Jiang Xiaolou to his medicine hall early in the morning. Jiang Xiaolou said, "Did you find anything?"
Fu Chaoxuan's face was very heavy, and he held up a message: "My master's flying pigeon has delivered a letter."
"What did Mr. Taiwu say?"
"Master said, judging from the pulse condition mentioned in my letter, this is not a disease, but a poison!" Fu Chaoxuan's eyes were deep, with a rare uneasiness in his voice.
Jiang Xiaolou slowly sat on the chair, muttering in his mouth: "It's not a disease, but a poison..."
"Yes, someone gave Master Xie a chronic poison. The master has already rushed back, but it will take him a few days to get to the capital at the earliest, so let me use ordinary antidote to alleviate it first..."
"You said, is it true?" Jiang Xiaolou's lips had always had a gentle smile, but at this moment it was able to disappear.
"Every sentence is true." Fu Chaoxuan said without hesitation.
Xiejia
Xie Kanghe began to fall into a coma, Aunt Wang was so anxious that she had no master, and the others were also in a gloomy mist. After a whole night of suffering, Aunt Wang also fell ill, and no one could support the overall situation. Because Xie Yue was the eldest lady, she was busy taking care of the housework for her mother. Xie Xiang leaned on her side, gesticulating and refusing to take care of Xie Kanghe in front of her sick bed. Xie Rou was a talented woman who fell down as soon as the wind blows. It's okay to let her chant the wind to make the moon and grow flowers and grass. It is harder for her to take care of a patient than to go to heaven. As for Xie Chun, she was a child at all. She kindly snatched the medicine cup from the handmaid twice in a row but overturned it. All of a sudden the whole Xie family was in chaos.
It wasn't until Xie Yu came forward to take care of Xie Kanghe personally that the situation stabilized. Xie Yu is a very meticulous and considerate woman. She also takes care of Xie Kanghe very carefully. Others persuaded her to take a rest, but her tears filled her eyes and she insisted: "Father is so kind to me, I should stay in front of the bed and be filial, how can I leave him at this time?"
So Xie's family members all talked secretly, saying that these four young ladies were silent on weekdays, but they were still a big filial daughter, and they finally did not live up to the love of the master.
In the afternoon, Jiang Xiaolou invited Wu Chunfeng to come, causing an uproar and everyone looked at him.
Xie Yu stopped at the door, and her weak body faintly brought out a kind of deterrence: "Miss Jiang, what do you mean? Father is sick and not possessed by a ghost. What is it for you to invite a Taoist priest to the house?"
Jiang Xiaolou glanced at her with a cold expression: "Wu Daochang can not only exorcise ghosts, he can also treat illness. Fourth Miss, please get out of here!"
Xie Yu frowned, but did not retreat for half a step. Her beautiful eyes were full of angrily: "Miss Jiang, my father loves you like that. Now that he is sick, you don't want to take care of him. Outsiders are making noise. No matter what you say, I won't let you bother father quietly!"
Listening to her saying this, although the maids in the room could not speak, they all agreed with her in their hearts. Jiang Xiaolou invited Wu Chunfeng to his home. If there is a disturbance, Master Xie's illness will get worse. Who can afford this responsibility?
A slender hand pushed away Xie Yu's blocking action: "Sister Si, let her in. If there is any problem, I will bear it."
Xie Yu was startled and stared at the other person in astonishment, as if she couldn't believe it: "Brother, how can you listen to her demon words to confuse the crowd, like if such Taoist priests are put into the room and disturbed his father's recovery, what can be done?" She said sincerely, tears fell even more, and everyone who didn't know would be moved by her.
Jiang Xiaolou saw her look sad, but the corners of her mouth were smiling, implicitly mocking.
Xie Liancheng didn't hesitate on his face: "I have already said that I am responsible for everything! Chief Wu, please go in and see the doctor for his father. Come on, pull the fourth lady away."
The maid in the room had no other choice, so she stepped forward and took Xie Yu aside. Xie Yu hid her face in her sleeves, showing grief.
Wu Chunfeng nodded, but neither took the pulse nor looked at Xie Kanghe, but directly instructed the maid to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. When everything was ready, he held a brush in his hand, muttered a word, and the Dao Tong around him respectfully delivered cinnabar. He danced with dragons and phoenixes, and the symbol was painted in a short while. He faced the talisman, his complexion was condensed, his hands clasped together, he looked unfathomable. After a short pause, he held the talisman in his hand and breathed out, the talisman turned out to be unfired.
Everyone was taken aback, and they all looked dumbfounded until the talisman slowly burned out in his palm and turned into a pile of ashes. He said coldly: "Fetch water!"
When the maid came up with a porcelain bowl filled with clean water, Wu Chunfeng kept his eyes open, put the Fu Ash into the water, and took a breath, took the bowl and strode towards the bed, and said loudly: Give it to Master Xie to ensure that the medicine will be cured!"
Xie Liancheng looked at Jiang Xiaolou, but saw that she only smiled slightly, and said: "Do as the chief said."
The maid hurriedly lifted up the upper part of Xie Kanghe and used a small spoon to feed Fushui a little bit. Xie Kanghe stopped drinking and drank half a bowl of water for a while before eating.
Xie Yu watched the fire from the side, his eyes stained with frost: "Dao Master, dare to ask, what is your Fushui made of?"
Wu Chunfeng reserved his beard and touched his beard: "I borrowed the method from the heavenly master. This rune contains the snow water on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and the century-old snow lotus. Master Xie's body is hot and dry. To get rid of the disease."
Xie Yu only felt that the other party was full of nonsense, but his expression was loose, just looking at Jiang Xiaolou with a smile.
Xie Kanghe on the bed suddenly vomited. Before the maid had time to help, he actually lay down on the bed, vomiting countless black vomit, and the whole room was instantly filled with a fishy smell.
When everyone saw this situation, everything changed.
Xie Yu's expression changed: "Jiang Xiaolou, what are your minds! You even colluded with this Taoist priest to harm my father!"
The Lord seemed to be against Xie Yu. As soon as she finished saying this, Xie Kanghe straightened up: "So comfortable, much more comfortable!"
Just vomiting all the dirty things out, Xie Kanghe's originally blue and yellow face slowly returned to its former color.
Wu Chunfeng said: "Now boil some heart-warming decoctions for Master Xie, and within three days, I can keep him up and walk!"
Xie Yu's face turned pale for an instant, but immediately he said with concern: "Father, do you really feel better?"
Xie Kanghe nodded, and said, "If you listen to the truth, go and boil medicine immediately!"
The maid brought the medicine bowl in a while. Xie Yu was about to take it with her bare hands. Who knew that Xie Kanghe sat up with her hands, and he drank the medicine in a big mouth, exhaling freely: "Dao Master, You saved my life and I want to thank you so much!"
Xie Yu's hand froze in an instant, but withdrew it without a trace, his face continued to smile, as if infinite joy.
Wu Chunfeng just smiled: "Master Xie, you should do more blessings in your life, and you should never lose your life here. People's life span is destined by nature, and other people can't control it at all!"
Xie Yu became more considerate and filial: "Yes, my father shouldn't be killed, thank God!"
Wu Chunfeng continued to remind: "From today, Master Xie will still need to stay in bed for ten days before he can fully recover."
Xie Liancheng personally sent Mr. Wu away. Xie Yu stood by the bed with red eyes, crying, and timidly said: "Father, you can take care of your body from now on. Don't scare me like this again, I How can it stand your scare."
Xie Kanghe just smiled and looked at her: "Didn't the Taoist say that I'm okay, silly boy, don't worry about it. You have worked hard for the past two days, go back and rest."
Xie Yu cared again and again, and then retired with satisfaction.
After leaving the door, Xie Yu looked at Jiang Xiaolou with a grateful expression: "Miss Jiang really invited a good Taoist priest, and the medicine is enough to cure the illness, which is admirable."
Jiang Xiaolou glanced at Xie Yu, with a look of scrutiny.
Xie Yu's expression changed slightly: "I just misunderstood you. I'm sorry. However, my father was fine at first, but after talking to you in the study for a few words, he fell ill...I have been puzzled. Want to ask what happened?"
Xie Yu’s voice was tactful, like a yellow oriole, but the words and sentences contained deep meaning, as if he was accusing Jiang Xiaolou of not, Jiang Xiaolou’s lips curled up, and his eyes were cold: "I am unfair and comfortable. Why should we bring someone to heal?"
Xie Yu sighed softly: "That's not necessarily. In order to win the favor of his father, some people do everything." After she said this, the always cold face smiled brightly, and her eyes fell on Jiang Xiaolou's face.
For a moment, Jiang Xiaolou only felt that his gaze was like a cold snake, which was slippery and greasy and directly penetrated into people's hearts. He took a bite inadvertently, and the blood was dripping and the bones were visible...
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