dressed as a scholar

The ancestors of the Fang family were all farmers, and they worried about food and drink all day long. They were not keen on things that the big family did, such as tossing the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors. It was only in Fang Yu's generation that he became a little bit promising, and now he is among the scholars. There are not many tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall.

Qiao Hezhi knelt on the cold hard floor, looking at the only ranks three and five for nearly an hour.

I went to take care of Fang Yu in the past few days, and people don’t wait to see him coldly. After I invited Ann from my mother-in-law, I had to come over to serve my ancestors. Lazy, from time to time a woman would come to check, and today someone came to remove the futon from the ancestral hall.

His body was already suffering from the wind and cold, and after kneeling down for so long, his knees were so cold and painful that they were stiff.

In a daze, my body began to lose control, and my eyes were always turning black...

As soon as Fang Yu got outside the ancestral hall, he heard a muffled bang in the room. He hurried in, and Qiao Hezhi had already fainted on the floor.

Si Yu rushed in in a panic: "My lord!"

Seeing that the man was only frowning but couldn't open his eyes, and his whole body was limp as if he had lost his bones, Fang Yu knew that he was seriously ill, so he hugged him up by the waist: "Si Yu, hurry up and get a doctor. "

"The slave is going here."

Fang Yu carried him all the way to Xiaotong Courtyard where Qiao Hezhi lived, and the servants who passed by hurriedly retreated to the side when they saw this.

Although he looked respectful, his eyes were peeking at him dishonestly.

Taking advantage of Fang Yu walking away, he immediately bit his ears and muttered like a swarm of bees.

Fang Yu didn't notice, he hurried to Xiaotongyuan and put him on the bed, then took off his shoes and socks and stuffed them into the bedding.

The charcoal fire at Xiaotong courtyard was much warmer than his room. Although the room was warmly scented, the smell of herbal soup could not be suppressed. It seemed that this flirtatious young master had been ill for a long time.

Seeing that the small fair face under the quilt was showing an unnatural blush at this time, the frowning brows never let go, he tried to put his hand on the forehead, as expected, it was very hot.

Fang Yu walked around the room a few times angrily and worriedly, asked the doctor several times, and took a long time to look at him.

"Doctor, quickly enter the room..." He was about to invite someone into the room, when Fang Yu's mother-in-law came running with two little maids in a hurry.

"Hey, it happened to be a doctor. The old lady is suffering from a headache. My lord, hurry up and take the doctor to have a look."

"Headache?" Fang Yu raised his brows. He saw that the woman was looking for trouble when he came here: "Why did you suddenly have a headache, but you didn't take good care of her?"

"My lord, I blamed the old slave." The old lady put her hands in her hands in the Xiaotong courtyard with a certain aura: "Although the old slave has not been serving the old lady for a long time, I also know that the old lady has always had a headache, and this headache is not serious. It's fixed."

Fang Yu gave his mother-in-law a sideways look. It is true that Mrs. Yu has a bit of a disease, and he will commit it if he says it.

"The old lady is really in pain. Seeing that the husband is falling asleep on the left and right, why don't you let the doctor go to see the old lady first, and there will be no delay."

"He fainted, not fell asleep." Fang Yu said coldly: "Since mother is not feeling well, I will go over to see him first. The doctor will treat him first, and I will go to mother's room immediately after the diagnosis and treatment."

The old woman wanted to say something more, but seeing Fang Yu's face was not good-looking, she did not dare to disobey the master: "Yes, it's all up to the master."

"Si Yu, take good care of Young Master."

Si Yu wanted to keep Fang Yu. This young man would definitely need someone to be with him to be more secure, but thinking of the old woman in Changshou Hall, she stopped talking, nodded with red eyes: "Yes."

Fang Yu glanced at Qiao Hezhi on the bed, then strode to the Longevity Hall with eyebrows folded.

"Yu'er is here!"

"Hurry up, mother asked Mrs. Qian to go to Changning Street to buy sweet cakes. It's hard to buy. I waited for more than an hour."

Fang Yu stepped into the door and saw the smiling old woman reclined on the soft couch, very happy, the stove in front of her was producing heat, and the room was warm with the sweet smell of cakes, three or five girls were in a ball, one was beating her back, the other Pinching her legs, the old woman looked so angry that she didn't look like she was lying in bed with a headache.

"Don't you have a headache?"

Chen Xiu raised her eyebrows: "Mother just wanted to call you over to eat cakes, otherwise I would have to stumble over there."

"Come here as soon as you ask me to come, so why ask me to call the doctor away." Even with a good temper like Fang Yu, his chest heaved with anger at this moment: "Qiao Hezhi is still asleep!"

"Why is Hao Duanduan still angry? The doctor didn't come either." Chen Xiu put down the pastry in her hand, and the smile on her face receded. She sat up and felt that Fang Yu was really serious today. Strange, after thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized: "That's right, if this little brother falls ill, the servant sent by the Qiao family at home will have a long tongue, and he will definitely file a complaint, and the Qiao family will definitely come to make trouble."

"However, it's good for the Qiao family to know. His little brother is very sick. How can he continue to have children for the Fang family after being sick every day. They should compensate us some more money."

Seeing Fang Yu's face getting more and more ugly, Chen Xiu stopped talking, and suddenly said aggrieved: "Isn't it because I want my mother to force him, so that the Qiao family agrees to marry Rao'er back home earlier."

Fang Yu tried his best to suppress his anger, but thinking that the mother and son were a nest of snakes and rats in the past, if he was too aggressive, he would definitely arouse people's suspicion.

He slowed down his tone: "Mother, you let him have a good life, so you don't have to make things difficult for him in the future."

"What's the matter? It's only natural for a daughter-in-law to listen to her mother-in-law's reprimand. How can it be called making things difficult, but the Qiao family says it's wrong? I'll go and talk to them."

"It's not." Fang Yu saw people talking about people, and he started talking nonsense: "Look, it's almost full term now, and we haven't made him obey by making things difficult for him. Seeing that this method just doesn't work, it's better to retreat and let him live Coax, things may be much easier to handle."

"This……"

Chen Xiu folded her hands, unwilling to agree with Fang Yu's words. She was fed up with the harshness of the master when she was a servant in the merchant's house. Naturally, he refused to give up easily.

"My son, although this Qiao family has some money, it is a merchant family after all. It is their high praise that Qiao Hezhi can marry my son, a young scholar."

Chen Xiu said: "Besides, didn't you also say before that if we treat him too well, people outside will think that we are greedy for the Qiao family's money and lose the character of a scholar."

They are all married, and they still pretend to be noble, Fang Yu slanders in his heart.Seeing that the soft words could not make sense, he threw out his trump card: "This matter is settled like this. Mother will not be wrong if she listens to me. Don't let him kneel in the ancestral hall again. If word spreads, others will say that mother treats her daughter-in-law harshly. Being an official is a hindrance to the official voice."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Xiu fell silent.

When Fang Yu was a scholar, she went to someone to figure it out, and said that Fang Yu was destined to be a marquis and prime minister, and she wanted to enjoy great blessings with her son. After a while, he said: "Then you won't let him pay his respects?"

"Do what you should do, and don't ask him to do what you shouldn't do."

"Sure." Chen Xiu lowered her head and sighed: "My son has really suffered for Rao'er. In the future, if the girl comes in and doesn't give birth to a few big fat boys, she will be sorry for our troubles. The same is true for my son. If we want her, we might not be able to find a good concubine given our current family situation."

Fang Yu sneered in his heart, your son's vision has not yet broadened, and his mind is still thin-minded. Now he wants to be a girl, but later he will see one loves the other, there are groups of wives and concubines, and the house is full of children.

Coming out of the Longevity Hall, Fang Yu felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and talking to Mrs. Chen was really exhausting.He hurriedly turned back to Xiaotongyuan to see Qiao Hezhi. The doctor had already seen a doctor and was prescribing a prescription, but Qiao Hezhi was still awake.

"Mr. Xiaolang fainted due to weak body and cold. He needs to replenish his qi and blood. Besides, he has stagnation in his heart. It is easy to recover from his illness, otherwise his illness will only recur and get worse."

Fang Yu listened carefully: "Please trouble the doctor to prescribe a few good medicines."

"Fang Xiucai doesn't have to worry. The medicines prescribed by the old man are all beneficial to Xiao Langjun. As long as you take them on time and follow the doctor's advice, Xiao Langjun's condition will definitely improve."

"Then thank you doctor."

Fang Yu paused, looked at the room through the screen, and said in a low voice, "Doctor, can you prescribe some more plaster for bruises?"

The doctor was startled when he heard the words, but he didn't ask further: "Then the old man will write another prescription."

"It's work."

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When Qiao Hezhi woke up, it was already dark.

After sleeping for a whole day during the day, his throat was dry and astringent, as if it had been scorched by fire.

When Si Yu heard the movement, she quickly put down the soup in her hand: "My lord, you are awake."

"Pour some water..." Qiao Hezhi smelled the smell of herbs in the room, sighed slightly, and said, "Forget it, let's bring the soup and drink it, so as not to drink any more water."

Si Yu carefully helped the person to sit up, and took the medicine that had just been warmed.Qiao Hezhi took a sip and said, "It seems to taste different."

"This is the medicine that the doctor just prescribed today." Si Yu smiled when she said this, and said: "The doctor that the lord asked for, even specially asked the doctor to prescribe a bottle of wound plaster. This slave looks like a very good bruise. Wound ointment, rub it on after the medicine is used up, the young master's knee is already red and swollen, and the injured part is even purple."

Qiao Hezhi frowned slightly, in disbelief: "Husband has been here?"

"It's more than just coming. The young master fainted in the ancestral hall, and the lord carried him back to Xiaotongyuan. The lord was guarding the young master in the house, and he went to eat not long ago. Before leaving, he told the servants to call immediately if the young master woke up. pass."

Compared to Si Yu's joy, Qiao Hezhi was obviously more sober: "He is a bit abnormal today."

"The servant looks at the master and feels sorry for the young master. If he is sick and goes to the ancestral hall to make him kneel and faint, the servant will feel very distressed."

Qiao Hezhi patted Si Yu's hand with downcast eyes, and comforted the little girl. If Fang Yu would love him, he wouldn't believe it.

He drank the medicine honestly, and rolled up his trousers by Yu Siyu, his white knees were bruised and purple like half a fist.

"Hiss...be gentle."

Fang Yu heard people say that Qiao Hezhi woke up, put down the bowls and chopsticks to look at the people before eating the food that had just been served, and just arrived at Xiaotongyuan before he had time to communicate, he heard the voice inside the room.

"It only hurts to apply the plaster with cotton, and the medicine is not effective."

Fang Yu walked around the screen and went straight to the bedside: "Do you still feel unwell?"

"Okay, much better."

Qiao Hezhi didn't expect that Fang Yu would come to Xiaotongyuan. He slept for a day without combing his hair, and his clothes were disheveled. He wanted to tidy up his clothes, but Fang Yu sat on the edge of the bed. Zhao Siyu stretched out his hand.

"Just stare blankly, give me the medicine."

Si Yu glanced at Qiao Hezhi, her mind was confused for a moment before she realized it, and hurriedly put the small porcelain bottle in Fang Yu's hand.

Fang Yu poured some ointment into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands together to warm it up, looked at the swollen knee that looked like a sandwich cake, and said in a tone as if coaxing a child to take medicine: "It hurts, bear with it, and apply it several times Just apply it."