Chapter 1106: 413 Retribution (Two More)

"...Grandfather, is this a bad thing?"

Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

When they came out this time, although they did not take many people with them, there were always a few secret guards.

As early as when he was living in Fang Mansion, Xiao Yi ordered the dark guard to keep an eye on Fang Chengling and his wife, and even if they wrote to Luoyue City for help, he knew it perfectly. When the family was proudly discussing to give Mrs. Fang another heartbreaker, they would never have thought that every word of theirs would be heard by the dark guard and passed on to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was furious at the time, wishing to slaughter all these wicked people, but Nangong Yue stopped him.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fang Chengling is the heir of Mrs. Fang, the uncle of Xiao Yi, who has taken care of his father who is seriously ill for more than ten years. Xiao Yi's use of thunderous tactics without any basis and evidence will only ruin his reputation.

In the last life, Xiao Yi was burdened with all kinds of infamy, murdered his father and killed his younger brother, and did not care about his family and blood. According to rumors, he was cruel and ruthless, without humanity, just like a ghost in hell.

And in this life, how could Nangong Yue let him ruin his reputation for these shameless villains again!

Fang Chengling made Mr. Fang suffer for more than ten years, but he fought in the name of filial piety. Since this is the case, Xiao Yi can do the same.

When Fang Chengling and his wife were poisoning, they secretly changed the heart-burning grass and sang a play with them. When they let their guard down, it was an opportunity.

Fang Chengling really had a "stroke".

Xiao Yi smiled and said softly, "Grandfather, you have to get well soon, there is still a good show to watch in a few days..."

"Ayi." At this moment, Nangong Yue's soft voice sounded in Xiao Yi's ear, "Grandfather is awake."

Seeing that Mr. Fang's eyelids moved, two lines of clear tears fell down the corners of his eyes.

"Grandfather..."

Mrs. Fang was awake all the time, but he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, but he could hear every word Xiao Yi said clearly... His sanity has not been so awake for a long time. .

"soy Mujer?"

Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue nervously, and saw Nangong Yue concentrate on examining his pulse, and said, "...Grandfather's pulse is very stable. Don't worry."

Nangong Yue smiled at him, alleviating his nervousness, and then continued: "My grandfather has been poisoned for a long time, and he almost ran out of oil. The medicine I have used these days is both detoxification and warming. The drowsiness is also due to the medicine. Judging from the pulse, my grandfather is much better than the previous days. After it stabilizes, I will change the prescription and I will have more time to wake up. "

Xiao Yi naturally believed her. In this world, only his stinky girl understood him best.

The two looked at each other with warmth.

Nangong Yue smiled and said, "It's time to give my grandfather acupuncture... Ah Yi, come and hold the lamp for me."

"it is good."

The room was too dark and had a musty smell, which was actually not conducive to recuperation. Unfortunately, Mr. Fang's body was in poor condition and could not move, so he had to accommodate temporarily.

Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue were on the side, taking acupuncture every day and feeding medicine from time to time.

Nangong Yue changed a recipe almost every day. The most obvious thing was that a trace of blood appeared on Mr. Fang's shriveled face, and the whole person looked a little angry, which made Xiao Yi ecstatic.

Although the waiter was very tired, Nangong Yue also worked hard for the condition of Mrs. Fang, but when she saw Mr. Fang getting better day by day, and the joy in Xiao Yi's eyes, Nangong Yue felt that it was all worth it. .

An Ning Curie was full of joy, but the entire Fang Mansion was shrouded in lingering haze.

After Fang Chengling passed out that day, he woke up after a few doctors gave him acupuncture and medicine, but his eyes were slanted and he couldn't speak. I don't understand what he wants to express, let alone walking, he can't even lift his hands. The doctors only said it was a symptom of a stroke, but they didn't say whether it could be cured.

After Mrs. Fang stayed at the bedside for a few days, she suddenly seemed to be several years older. Originally, although she was over thirty years old, because she was well-maintained and pampered, she looked like a double ten noblewoman, but now, even several strands of white hair have appeared on the corners of her eyes. Faint fine lines.

The remedies ordered to wake up sometimes, sometimes lethargic, and the situation of incontinence became more and more serious.

Mrs. Fang was almost desperate...

The dark clouds in the Fang family did not affect the bright sunshine outside.

At this time, in a teahouse in Heyu City, the scholar was talking loudly after a big black case, and the tea guests around listened with great interest.

The storyteller in the straight jacket is telling the story of "Five Sons Dengke". The story is about a man named Dou Yujun who has done countless good things in his life. One night, in a dream, he dreamed that his grandfather told him because he did not There are few good deeds, and the yin and virtue are very great. God gave him three years of life extension, and gave him five noble sons. He also warned him that the law of the heavens is clear, and the retribution of good and evil is unhappy.

After that, Dou Yujun worked even harder to cultivate himself and accumulate virtue. Later, he gave birth to five sons. All five sons became Jinshi one after another, and Dou Yujun himself passed away at the age of 82 years old.

At this time, the storyteller patted the jingtang wood and sighed with emotion: "The retribution of good and evil may be seen in this world, or in the next life, or it may affect future generations.

For a time, there were continuous applause and praise in the teahouse. Many tea guests gave money. After the storyteller thanked him, he went down to rest temporarily, but the teahouse was still very lively. The tea guests whispered in high spirits.

A green-robed scholar knocked on the palm of his hand with a folding fan and said, "The retribution of good and evil is unpleasant... The sky is full of slack, and no omissions! Well said! Well said!" He turned his head to the ear of a blue-robed scholar beside him Bian whispered, "Brother Li, I don't know if you heard about the illness of Master Fang Si?"

"Brother Chen, have you heard about this too?" Li Shusheng, the blue-robed scholar, raised his brows, a little excited.

Scholar Chen sarcastically curled his lips, and said disdainfully, "Fangfu has almost hired all the doctors in the city, and now who doesn't know about it!" He lowered his voice and said, "I am one of them. My cousin is working as an apprentice in the nearby Wang family pharmacy, and the old doctor Wang in their pharmacy was also invited to Fangfu yesterday... It is said that the fourth master Fang received a stroke!"

"Stroke?!" Li Shusheng was startled, "The stroke can be mild or severe..." Even if it is mild, it is very likely that the speech is skewed, the speech is not good, and the half body is paralyzed... If it is serious, it is lying on the sick bed, like a Living dead in general!

Scholar Chen said coldly: "Brother Li, think about it, Fang Fu has invited all the doctors in the city, can this disease be relieved?"

Yes, if it's mild, even a doctor can cure it, but because it's not cured for a long time, there's no way to do it, and then you need to cast a wide net and search for famous doctors everywhere.

"Retribution, this is really unpleasant!" An old man at the table next to the scholars shook his head and sighed, "People are doing it, God is watching, and God has long eyes. This is because the Fang family has done too many bad things. "

The old man didn't lower his voice at all, and the old woman beside him was startled, looked around, and hurriedly said: "Old man, stop talking, what's your business?"

This Fang family is also a local snake in Heyu City, as the saying goes: "A strong dragon does not suppress a local snake", not to mention that these people are just ordinary people, how could they offend the Fang family!

The old man didn't take it seriously, and said disdainfully: "Anyway, I'm just an old bone, what can the Fang family do to me?!"

"Old man is so bold!" Scholar Nali picked up the teacup and praised, "Old man, Xiaosheng toasts you!"

Before I knew it, rumors about Fang Chengling's illness had spread in Heyu City. Some people said that Fang Chengling was so ill that he couldn't say a word. , Fang Chengling is actually dead, but Mrs. Fang was afraid of affecting the business of the Fang family, so she didn't tell the truth; some people said that Fang Chengling was not sick, but eloped with the oiran of the Yihong Courtyard. Mrs. Fang couldn't afford to lose this person, only Can say he is ill...

The rumors became more and more outrageous, so that the managers of many shops in the Fang family were panic-stricken. People who don't have a boss make these stewards feel up and down. For example, this Fang's bank, because of Fang Chengling's serious illness, recently large and small households have come to the bank to exchange banknotes, and the bank's cash can hardly be received. But you can't say no, if this is wrong, it will only cause even greater panic...

This kind of thing is not uncommon in every shop.

Several stewards had secretly talked several times in private, and finally settled for one morning, and they came to Fangfu together in a hurry.

"Madam, madam..." The little maid hurriedly picked up the curtain and ran into the inner room. Seeing Mammy Hong staring at her with sharp eyes, the little maid hurriedly straightened her posture, and after Fu Liaofu, she reported, "Madam, Da Zhao The steward, the steward Lu, the steward Zhu, the steward Wu, the steward Kong... they all came and said they wanted to see the master."

At this time, Mrs. Fang was waiting for Fang Chengling in the inner room. When she heard the news, she couldn't help being shocked.

Fang Chengling is in need of rest at this time, how can he see those stewards!

But these stewards are all capable leaders of the Fang family, and a few were left when Mrs. Fang was in charge, such as steward Zhao, steward Zhu, steward Wu, and steward Lu who is now in charge of the Fang family The business of the silver building... Even Fang Chengling, these stewards will give them some face!

"Brother Yu..." Mrs. Fang looked at Fang Shiyu next to her in panic.

In just a few days, Fang Shiyu seemed to have grown up several years, and his eyes were a little gloomy and calm.

He calmed down and reassured Mrs. Fang: "Mother, don't worry, I'll meet those stewards."

Mrs. Fang nodded, but she was still a little worried, and said: "Brother Yu, the business of the Fang family should have been passed on to you by your father. Can't..." Madam Fang choked for a moment, then continued, "You have seen those stewards in the past, don't look at them with kind eyes and kind eyes, as kind as your uncle, but what really happened? These people are just like the wolves, tigers and leopards... If they don't get it right, they might go to the other rooms, which is a big disadvantage for our long room. Brother Yu, you have to be careful."

They have put so much thought into the property of Changfang, and they have worked hard for more than ten years, how can they be cheap to others!

"Mother, my son understands." Fang Shiyu nodded and then left.

Only Mrs. Fang was left looking worriedly at the bead curtain that was put down. The bead chains collided with each other, making a ding-dong sound. In the past, Mrs. Fang felt that the sound was clear and pleasant, but now she just feels annoyed.

On the other side, Fang Shiyu went out the second door and came to the main hall of the outer courtyard. At this time, eight or nine stewards in the hall had already had a round of tea.

When they saw Fang Shiyu coming, they all stood up and bowed with Fang Shiyu: "I have seen the young master."

"Several stewards are exempt from courtesy."

Fang Shiyu smiled politely, and returned the salute when he was busy.

The stewards sat back again. Their etiquette seemed to be correct, but Fang Shiyu had already realized the subtle difference after being reminded by Mrs. Fang.

Everyone in the world is in trouble!

If it was on weekdays, these stewards would have to wait for them to sit down first, and then they would sit down, which is not like today!

A gloom flashed in Fang Shiyu's eyes, but he pretended to be nothing, lifted up his robe and sat down on the master's seat. The maid immediately served tea smartly, and then stepped aside. The servants serving here also felt that today's atmosphere was unusual, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

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