old grace

A few words persuaded Mrs. Chang to change her mind, and Fu Chuan himself was very surprised.

Judging from Fu Chuan's experience and insights, women who indulge in love seldom stay awake, no matter who tries to persuade them with earnest words, the effect is not good.His persuasion to Mrs. Chang was purely doing his best, and he didn't hold much hope.

Who would have thought that in Madam Chang's mind, he would have such a great influence, Madam Chang compromised without saying a word after sitting down.

——In this era when people can do their best, if a woman refuses to obey her husband, she naturally does not obey her son's discipline.

Mrs. Chang knows that Fu Chuan has Su Hui, but she still firmly believes that Fu Chuan will never deceive her into harming her. She cherishes the mother-child relationship when she was pregnant in October, and regards Fu Chuan as an inseparable relative who is connected by blood in this life.She listened to every word of Fu Chuan's persuasion, and gave her absolute trust and respect.

Fu Chuan turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction of Xie Qinghe's seat.

Xie Qinghe understood in seconds, and helped to ask: "I'll have someone pick it up and send it directly to my mother. I heard that she is an eight-month pregnant woman, and it is unknown if she was frightened and gave birth prematurely. She should be resettled as soon as possible to prevent accidents."

Fu Chuan didn't dare to ask Mrs. Chang about this.For a smart person like Mrs. Chang, no matter how careful Fu Chuan's wording is, as long as he tentatively says that he wants to pick up someone, Mrs. Chang will immediately know that he suspects that he is treating pregnant women harshly.

However, the maidservant's situation could not be very good.Even if Mrs. Chang didn't treat her harshly, she suffered a drastic change yesterday and was almost stabbed to death by the mistress, and then moved to another place with an unknown future. Serving her on the pillow, the woman who is a little weaker may have an accident.

Fu Chuan really wanted to bring the maid back immediately, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only ask Xie Qinghe to ask.

Fortunately, the tacit understanding between the two of them is very good. Seeing Fu Chuan turning around, Mrs. Chang thought that he was habitually asking his senior brother about this matter. Xie Qinghe's words were also very normal. Let Yan Gu lead the way."

Xie Qinghe went out personally and told Chen Li to follow to find someone: "If you find it, send it directly to my mother, and find a woman to have a look."

Mrs. Chang's maid, Yan Gu, looked at her slender waist and enchanting movements, and Chen Li was embarrassed. He wanted to hug her on the horse's back, but Yan Gu lightly tapped her slender feet on the stirrup, and jumped up lightly, holding her The way the horse holds the rein is very familiar.Chen Li hurriedly ordered his men to call back the people who were looking for Chang Chao, while he himself got on his horse and followed Yangu, and brought four guards to look for them, and the sound of horseshoes scattered all over the ground.

Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan have come to Mrs. Chang's other courtyard to solve the mystery of the maidservant's death, and there are still a lot of things to deal with.

Fu Chuan asked: "What's your mother's plan in the future? Do you want to live here, or do you want to move back?"

Mrs. Chang's red eyes were a little more dazed: "I have to think about it again."

Fu Chuan had never dealt with this kind of weird "housework" before, and he didn't know how to comfort Mrs. Chang. After thinking about it, his mind was full of what the senior brother coaxed him to say. Persuasion: "No matter what grandma thinks or does, just tell son, son will protect grandma."

Mrs. Chang shook her head and said, "This is my business with him, not yours. You didn't know it before, so don't worry about it in the future."

Seeing that his mother and son were talking dryly, Xie Qinghe seemed to be concerned about his own existence, so he stood up: "Auntie and younger brother Jun are talking, I'm going to take a walk outside - the scenery outside is not bad when I come here."

Mrs. Chang said politely: "There should be some rare birds in the garden behind. If you are curious, Mr. Xiao, it is worth seeing."

Xie Qinghe tactfully turned around.

Mrs. Chang's servant really came to lead the way, and wanted to take him to see the strange birds in the garden.

Xie Qinghe didn't have anything to do when he came out, so he followed the maid through the two short corridors, and moved to the small garden in the northeast corner, where the flowers and plants were flourishing, and there was also a pair of peacocks whose hair was almost plucked, they would go to the grass when they saw people Drill in.

"...Just pull it out?" Xie Qinghe asked.

The maid felt that Xie Qinghe's question was very strange: "So that Mr. Xiaolang will know that taking the tail feathers of this rare bird will not harm the life, it will be life-saving."

Xie Qinghe took some beans and sprinkled them on the ground, but the peacock refused to come out to eat.Across the lush grass, he and the peacock looked at each other for a moment, got up and took two steps back, turned and left: "The feathers of birds change with the seasons, and the tail feathers will fall off several times a year, so there is no need to pluck them."

The maid explained: "The feathers that fall are not as bright and beautiful as the ones that are plucked."

Xie Qinghe suddenly stopped, turned and returned to the small garden.

The servant woman looked at him strangely, not knowing what he wanted to do.

While the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, Xie Qinghe had hugged the two peacocks precisely from the grass.

——The peacock is such a proud bird, but at this moment it is like a docile quail, held in Xie Qinghe's hands, daring not to move.Xie Qinghe's hands covered the body of the peacock's withered feathers, and he couldn't feel the lively source of life between the fluff and texture. The bodies of the two peacocks were slightly warm, as if they would die at any moment.

The servant woman asked, "Mr. Xiaolang, would you like to pluck some feathers and put them in a vase?"

Xie Qinghe hugged the two peacocks from left to right, and said: "I want these two birds. You go and tell your wife that any rare birds and birds in your house will be sent to me in the future, and no one will be kept. I want them all." .”

The maid was a little surprised, and was used to the nobles' unreasonable demands, so she bowed her head and answered respectfully: "Yes."

Mr. Xiao Lang wants to snatch his wife's bird, but she is just a servant, so it's her turn to be anxious?

Xie Qinghe's primordial soul is so majestic and resplendent that ghosts and animals can feel the coercion brought by his primordial soul, and they will all have a heart of reverence and dependence under the coercion.It didn't take long for the two peacocks to be completely quiet after being held in his arms, obediently sticking to his chest ribs and motionless.

These two peacocks were really dirty, Xie Qinghe hugged them rather disgustingly.

He was wondering if bathing the peacock would end in death. Something had happened in the front yard, and there were crying and arguing.

A simple ox cart was parked in the yard, the cart was only covered with a cloth tent, a figure inside was trembling, blood dripped down the shaft, Xie Qinghe only left for a while, this cart was actually There was a large pool of blood on the ground.

Xie Qinghe hesitated for a moment between hiding his identity and saving others, and immediately trot forward.

"Eldest brother!" Fu Chuan was already in the cloth tent of the bullock cart, his clothes were already wet with blood, his hands were covered with blood, "I can't stop the blood!"

Lying on the bullock cart was a young woman who had been disembowelled, and the child in her stomach had been pulled out.

Seeing the scene where blood flowed like a river, Xie Qinghe knew that it wasn't the junior brother who opened the pregnant woman's abdomen.

Fu Chuan's medical skills were severely beaten when he fell into a demon in his previous life. Unlike Xie Qinghe, who fell into the uncultivated body, Fu Chuan has practiced for more than five years since he landed, and his true essence has already reached a considerable scale. He opened the abdomen and sewed up the intestines before stuffing them back in.

However, the chaotic laparotomy scene in front of him was more like killing than saving people.

——This cruel knife has no mercy for the mother's body, and I'm afraid it didn't take care of the child in the womb.

Xie Qinghe approached and touched the injured man's neck, his pulse seemed to be absent, and his eyes were also loose.When he went out, he didn't bring numb skin ointment or hemostatic ointment, and he and Fu Chuan had been very quiet these years.

No knives, no medicines, only Fu Chuan's true energy, facing a woman who is about to die, how to save her? !

Xie Qinghe hugged the peacock just now, sat on the side and asked: "The wound."

Fu Chuan had already looked at it once, and put his hand on the injured belly once horizontally and twice vertically: "Intestines, stomach, and a little bit of liver... They were all cut open. The inside is a mess."

Xie Qinghe shook his head: "It can't be saved."

Without waiting for Fu Chuan to say more, he jumped off the bullock cart and asked, "Where's the child?"

No one answered him.

The unlucky child was thrown on the ground, covered in feces and blood, silent, and seemed to be dead.

Xie Qinghe still remembered that he hugged the peacock and kicked the ox cart violently: "Fuck... Brother Jun!"

Fu Chuan was covered in blood and jumped out of the bullock cart, probably because he had been in the pool of blood for quite a long time, his trousers were soaked, blood was dripping down the trousers.Only then did he discover that the baby had been thrown on the ground. He didn't bother to find someone to question him, so he went to gently hold the baby lying on the slate floor in his hands—the baby who was not yet a month old was already petite, and was forcibly dismembered from the mother's body. Out, it is extremely weak and delicate.

Fu Chuan was only in his early five years old, holding this little baby in his hand, he still had the feeling of holding a doll.

"Brother, brother, he cut his face when he was cut out of the mother's body—the skull was not injured." Fu Chuan hurriedly checked the baby, "He's still alive!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ji and Mrs. Chang, who were yelling furiously at each other, stopped their movements and turned their eyes back together.

Chang Chao came in with a pot of boiling hot water: "Here comes the boiling soup!"

Xie Qinghe quickly took off his outer robe, first rinsed his hands and arms with cold water, and there was no strong alcohol at this time, Fu Chuan held the seriously injured baby in one hand, and with the other hand, he kneaded formulas and chanted mantras to remove evil spirits from Xie Qinghe's body with true energy.The servants and guards in the whole yard were stunned, watching Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan cooperate with each other stupidly.

It wasn't until Fu Chuan finished chanting the mantra that Xie Qinghe took the baby in his hand and pinched it again carefully.

After pinching, he returned the baby to Fu Chuan.

"Center two, Dazhui four, Lingtai two..." Xie Qinghe quickly read the acupuncture points one by one, and Fu Chuan's fingers moved on the baby's body.

The Governor Vessel is in Yang, and the Ren Vessel is in Yin. After Fu Chuan's fingers pinched the baby's back, Xie Qinghe began to touch the key points on the Ren Vessel.

After tossing and pinching, the seemingly frail baby whose forehead, cheeks, and nose were scratched suddenly spit out purple-black filth from the mouth full of meconium and blood. Fu Chuan used his fingers desperately. After cleaning him up, the child cried weakly twice.

"Alive." Fu Chuan held the little baby in his left hand, with his palm resting on the child's life gate, bubbling his true essence non-stop.

Only he and Xie Qinghe knew how dangerous it was to save this child.If the two of them take a step too late, or if they make a slight mistake when Fu Chuan punches the acupoints, the child will not be spitting filth, but bleeding from the seven orifices, and he will undoubtedly die.

"Blindfolded his altar." Xie Qinghe leaned close to Fu Chuan's ear, and softly pointed out a few words of the method.

There is no numbing ointment in hand, such a small child can't bear the rough cut on the face, now it is saved, the source of life is weak, the pain alone can kill this premature baby .Fortunately, practitioners do not have to rely on medicine.

Listening to his instructions, Fu Chuan breathed out and raised his breath, and used the true energy sent into the baby's body to directly force the baby's coffin.

Immediately the baby fell into a daze, as if in a coma.

"Where is the nearest peeling cream?" Xie Qinghe asked.

He didn't name anyone to answer.

Chen Li said, "North City Gate."

Chang Chao replied: "Warehouse."

"Hurry up and get it." Xie Qinghe also didn't specify who would go and who would not, "Go in person, hurry up."

Chang Chao almost jumped on his horse and ran out of the gate of the other courtyard in an instant, while Chen Li hesitated for a moment—his duty is to protect Xiao Langjun and Jun Xiao Lang Jun. Made it.Chen Ji dissected the maid and concubine's belly, and Chen Ji left the baby with the severed head and face on the ground. Chen Ji came to ask Mrs. Chang about the crime.What if Chen Ji just wanted to distract him, to murder Xiao Langjun?

Lao Song, who had been guarding the gate and watched the whole process, cut off a horse: "I'll go to the gate to get the medicine."

Fu Chuan only saw the little life in his hands, and felt the wind was a bit chilly, so he hurried into the house: "It's cold here..."

Chen Ji and Mrs. Chang were arguing in the corridor, when they saw Fu Chuan coming over with the baby in their arms, they unconsciously took a step aside.

"Hot water, swaddling baby, wet nurse." Xie Qinghe ordered.

Mrs. Chang woke up as if she had just woken up from a dream, and quickly asked the maid to take care of it, and then followed into the house.

Chen Ji stood at the door in a daze, and he didn't follow in until Mrs. Chang's servant came to deliver things.

Fu Chuan didn't dare to let go of the baby, he was afraid that if he let go, the kitten-like premature baby would die.

He has practiced for several years and his fists and feet are not weak, and he does not find it hard to hold a baby weighing less than four catties, but in the eyes of Mrs. Chang and the maid, he is still a child, how can he carry his small arms and legs?Mrs. Chang first asked him to put the child down, and when she heard that she would die if she put it down, she hurriedly found a soft pillow and put it under Fu Chuan's arm, barely supporting it.

Xie Qinghe saw that the ointment hadn't arrived for a long time, so he moved closer to Fu Chuan and said, "Have you done Qi acupuncture yet?"

Fu Chuan nodded, and was a little embarrassed: "He is too young, and he was injured on the face..."

If the person injured today was an adult, even if he was three or five years old, Fu Chuan would be able to strike with confidence.

This is not only a newborn baby, but also a preterm baby, so small that Fu Chuan has never seen it in his life - he has never seen such a small child!How can there be experience as a reference?A little deeper and a little shallower, it doesn't matter if it falls on an adult, such a small child is a huge damage!

"I'll take you with me." Xie Qinghe said.

Since Fu Chuan established the foundation, most of the practice has Xie Qinghe as the guardian of the Taoist companion, and the two are very close in the Dharma vein.

However, in this world, Chen Jun has a talent for cultivation, and Chen Cong is a non-cultivator specially picked out by the little fat girl. Xie Qinghe can't cultivate his true energy, so he can't double cultivate with Fu Chuan.Xie Qinghe boasted that he would take Fu Chuan to sew up the baby's wound, but Fu Chuan was also very confused.

How to bring it?

"Light a candle for me." Xie Qinghe just ordered.

Yan Gu quickly found a lighted candle and put it on the candlestick before giving it to Xie Qinghe.

Xie Qinghe sat cross-legged in front of Fu Chuan and put the candlestick on his dantian.In an instant, Fu Chuan felt a very familiar warm wind, like the real element array of the senior brother, but it was just a faint warmth after the candle was lit.

——This strange warmth is like the sun in the sky, pouring endless brilliance and warmth towards Fuchuan.

Fu Chuan quickly found the feeling of double repairing with the senior brother before. The real essence injected into the baby's body expertly turned into Qi needles, lingering on the eyes, nose and forehead of the baby cut open by a sharp knife, and stitched them up little by little.

The wound that was bleeding continuously was quickly put back together smoothly, and it barely returned to its original shape.

Both Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan were concentrating, and no one could be distracted.Mrs. Chang and her servants stared straight at her. No one noticed the thoughtful look in Chen Ji's eyes, and quietly retreated out.

Two quarters later.

Fu Chuan fumbled and sewed up all the wounds for the baby. Mrs. Chang brought a bowl of expressed human milk and said, "Feed me some?"

"Here comes the medicine, put it on, and then feed me." Fu Chuan was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Looking at his younger brother who was almost cut in half by his father when he was born, it was only at this time that he recalled it. It's hard to say, "Is... is he crazy?"

As soon as this remark came out, Mrs. Chang turned her head abruptly, only to realize that Chen Ji was gone.

"he……"

With a puff.

An arrow pierced through the window paper, brushed the cheeks of Mrs. Chang and Fu Chuan, and nailed to the screen.

The first reaction was that Chen Ji was completely insane. He lost his wife and two children?However, the blood on the arrow has already flowed down.

Xie Qinghe turned around and rushed out.

——Chen Ji wanted to kill his guards to silence him!