Patriarch, he doesn't want to take the imperial examinations

With a "click", Meng Che fell to the ground.

Meng Zhen hurriedly ran over to pick him up, and called out "Meng Che, Meng Che" twice, Meng Che wrapped his left arm around his right arm, wrinkled his brows tightly, and clenched his teeth, in excruciating pain.

Looking at it like this, it should be a bone injury.

"Ah Qing, why are you still standing there in a daze, hurry up and ask for a doctor!"

Meng Zhen yelled over, and Ah Qing cried out with a "wow": "Master, I said that the fourth young master is dangerous to climb so high. He still doesn't believe it, so he insists on saying that I curse him. Now the young master broke his arm, but what to do?" good."

It's this time, Ah Qing is still crying here, Meng Zhen really wanted to throw a stone at him.

"Go!"

He yelled again, Ah Qing stopped crying, turned around and ran out of the courtyard gate.

Meng Zhen gently carried Meng Che back to the bed, and asked his servants to bring a basin of warm water to wipe off the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

In his previous life, his disciples and grandchildren were injured, and he only needed a stroke of immortal power to heal them.

But the current body does not have any spiritual power. Facing Meng Che's injury, he does not dare to act rashly, or is powerless.

"Good boy, just be patient, the doctor will come right away." He could only comfort the child with words.

"Father, I'm in so much pain!" Meng Che was dripping with sweat, crying unceasingly.

Meng Zhen twisted and washed the wet and sticky towel in warm water, and let Meng Che wipe it again and again.

Just when he was anxious, Meng Qing hurried in, "Father, how is Che'er?"

Meng Qing went to the bed to check Meng Che's injuries.

"I hurt my bones, I have already gone to ask for a doctor." Meng Zhen said.

"Why do you climb such a tall tree trunk well?" Meng Qing looked at Meng Che who was shivering on the bed, his words contained reproach, but more concern.

Just now when he was taking a nap in the house, the servants in his father's room ran up to him and told him that Meng Che had fallen from a tree. He was so frightened that he ran over quickly.

At this moment, Meng Che is so in pain that he is delirious, so he can't care about answering his words.

"Why hasn't the doctor come yet!" Meng Qing paced back and forth in front of the bed, Meng Zhen thought he was dazzling, and said, "Ah Qing just went to invite him not long ago, how could he come so soon."

As soon as the words fell, Ah Qing's voice came from outside the door: "Master, the doctor is here."

Although this Ah Qing is bluffing on weekdays, but when it comes to critical moments, he is very clever.

He speculated that Meng Che must have broken a bone when he fell from such a high tree, and there happened to be a medical center not far from Meng Mansion that specializes in treating all kinds of bruises.

He hurried into the hospital and performed tearfully. The child in the family broke his arm and his life was in danger. He asked the doctor to come with him for treatment, otherwise the child's life would be lost if it was too late.

The old doctor was very moved when he heard his cry, and asked his son to go to the front to pick up the patients who came to see a doctor, and he took the medicine box and rushed to the Meng Mansion with Ah Qing.

When the old doctor entered the room, he saw that the child's forehead and hair were soaked in sweat with his arms hugged, so he knew that the injury was serious.

He stretched out his hand to touch the injured part of the person, and Meng Che broke out in pain immediately, shrunk into a ball and refused to let him approach again.

"Good boy, relax, I won't make you hurt very much." The old doctor patiently calmed people's emotions, while slowly straightening his broken bones.

"what……"

Accompanied by Meng Che's scream, the old doctor connected the broken bones.

Sweat dripped from Meng Che's forehead, and Meng Zhen quickly wiped it off with a towel.

"Doctor, how is my brother? Will there be any sequelae?" Meng Qing asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry, my lord, the little lord is fine and won't suffer any sequelae." The old doctor said as he took out a splint from the toolbox he carried with him, and fixed it on Meng Che's arm.

Afterwards, he took two bandages and tightly tied a tight knot on the splint, then took out a triangular towel to support the splint, and tied a knot around Meng Che's neck.

"It's been [-] days since I've been injured, my young master, don't use this injured arm for the next three months. After three months, I'll be able to move freely after removing the splint."

The old doctor explained carefully while packing up the medicine box.

Meng Qing asked his servants to fetch a piece of silver and handed it to the old doctor, "This is the consultation fee, please keep it well, doctor."

The old doctor shied away and said: "I don't need so much, the young master gave me too much."

Meng Qing said with a smile: "A little heart, it's your right to take this trip hard."

The old doctor thought to himself that it was not far away, and it was hard work, but he accepted the money with his mouth.

After the old doctor left, Meng Che still clasped his arms and complained of pain, Meng Zhen said a few words of comfort again.

"Father, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to school if I look like this. I'm afraid I won't be able to listen to the master's new class in a few days. In this way, I will fall behind others." But there is no danger in the slightest.

Meng Zhen quickly said: "If you don't make it, you won't get it. It's the same if you invite a gentleman to teach you at home."

Meng Che blinked: "It's better not to invite me, I can't write with my hand, so it's boring to just sit there and listen to the class."

Meng Zhen said according to his words: "If you don't invite me, I won't invite you. We will talk about everything after your hands are ready."

Meng Che was about to grin and say how nice his father is, but his elder brother poured cold water on him, "It's not like you hurt your head, why can't you listen to the class, elder brother will invite you to teach at home some other day You study, don't be lazy at such a young age." When his elder brother said this, Meng Che immediately shrunk his mouth, said nothing, and just complained that his arm hurts.

The so-called brothers unite hearts, one party is hurt, and all parties are concerned.The news of Meng Che's arm injury reached the ears of Meng Hong and Meng Ze who were in the capital that day. The two rushed home overnight, and Meng Che had already fallen asleep.

The next morning, Meng Che opened his eyes and woke up, seeing the two people guarding the bed, he was overjoyed, "Second brother, third brother, when did you come back?"

Meng Hong pinched his face, "I came back in the middle of the night last night."

"Can you bring me something fun and delicious?" Meng Che propped himself up on the bed, and Meng Hong hurriedly held it down, "Okay, stop worrying about it, just lie down and talk if you have anything to say."

"Second brother, you also think I'm too delicate, I just hurt my arm, not my whole body can't move." Meng Che persisted.

"So second brother, did you bring me a present?" He moved closer to Menghong, his tone sticky.

Meng Hong pushed him away: "Second brother came in a hurry and didn't bring you a present, so I'll bring you one next time."

Meng Che curled his lips: "Okay, second brother is not allowed to lie."

"Of course I won't lie to you." Meng Hong rubbed his head.

The two brothers chatted very happily, but Mengze was left out in the cold.Meng Hong pushed Meng Che, and raised his eyes to signal: "Don't just talk to the second brother, there is still your third brother."

Only then did Meng Che shift his gaze to Mengze. It wasn't that he didn't talk to his third brother, but that the third brother was too indifferent. Every time he stuck to him to show his favor, the third brother would mercilessly push him away up.

After so many times, Meng Che didn't dare to lean on people anymore.He knew that the third brother didn't like him because of his mother. He heard people say that the third brother's leg was broken by his father because of his mother's miscarriage.

The third brother resented his mother, so he took his anger out on him.

It's just that after all, Meng Che is young, he only sees the beauty in the world, and he can't understand the love-hate entanglement between relatives.

"Third brother!" Meng Che pulled Mengze's sleeve and called out in a low voice.To his surprise, Monze didn't get rid of him this time.

He pushed forward, and couldn't help calling out again, and Mengze gave a low "hmm".

"Third brother, you are willing to talk to me." Meng Che was so excited that he almost stretched out his injured arm.

"Be careful..." Monze looked at him a little anxiously, and hurriedly stopped him, but stopped in the middle of the sentence.

"Don't climb so high in the future, if the injury is serious and you can't move freely, it will be... bad." After a while, he said the following words, and then looked down at his crippled leg.

"Okay, okay," Meng Che seemed to dislike him, and just kept pulling at his sleeves, "It's a blessing in disguise, I hurt an arm, but it's worth it in exchange for third brother's love."

After Mengze finished speaking just now, he kept silent, and turned a deaf ear to Meng Che's words.

But Meng Hong lightly tapped on Meng Che's forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about, but shut up and have a good rest."

When the three brothers said these words, Meng Zhen was sitting behind them.Meng Che was injured yesterday, so he insisted on sleeping with him at his place, he thought the little man was pitiful, so he nodded and agreed.

He looked at the three sons in front of him, the scene was warm and the atmosphere was harmonious, and he was speechless for a moment. This was probably the respect of brothers and friends in the world, the kindness of father and the filial piety of sons.

The three brothers were still talking non-stop, but most of the words were said by Meng Hong and Meng Che, while Meng Ze lowered his head and was absent-minded.

Meng Zhen's gaze couldn't help but cool down, he knew that Meng Ze was still brooding about the broken leg, in fact, he didn't blame people for resentment, the original owner beat him so hard, if it was him, he would hate it to the bone.

When he passes the Jinshi examination and gets back his fairy art, he will be able to heal Mengze's leg.

Thinking like this, he silently exited the room, then went to the study, picked up the book and read it.

Mengze only stayed at home for two days, and hurried back to the capital early in the morning on the third day.

Meng Hong stayed at home, chatting with Meng Che to relieve boredom.Meng Zhen took a few days off, and while reading at home, he also accompanied Meng Che to talk about books.

In the morning of this day, Meng Zhen was sitting in his study writing an article.Through the half-opened window, he saw Meng Hong and Meng Che writhing around in the yard, not knowing what to do.

Meng Hong raised his left hand above his head, palm down, his right hand was behind his back, his feet moved back and forth, his body twisted, Meng Che followed behind him and imitated him to do the same movements.

Meng Hong twisted while humming.

Just as they were struggling, Meng Zhen suddenly came to the two of them.

"You are a big old man, you are twisting around like a woman, how decent." Meng Zhen sat in the room and couldn't stand it any longer, so he came over and gave him a reprimand.

Meng Hong kept moving, and said with a smile: "Father, you don't understand this, I am dancing, and there is no distinction between men and women in dancing, so it is not proper."

After he finished speaking, before Meng Zhen could respond, there was a voice from the door: "Every day, if you don't have a straight face, you're just crazy, and you've also brought down your fourth brother."

The smile on Meng Hong's face sank immediately, and he watched his elder brother approaching, his eyebrows creased little by little.

"Sier!" After Meng Hong finished scolding, Meng Qing turned his attention to Meng Che again, "I have already found a husband for you, and I will come to the house tomorrow to teach you how to read."

Just like his second brother, whenever his elder brother reprimanded others, Meng Che would tense his face, and replied in a low voice: "Understood, elder brother."

"Brother, if nothing happens, I'll take Che'er back to rest." Meng Hong grabbed Meng Che's hand before Meng Qing babbled again, trying to escape.

Meng Qing stopped him and asked something that displeased Meng Hong very much.

"When are you going to see Miss Liu Er?"

"Cough..." Meng Hong coughed on purpose, his voice was a little worried, but also a little ruthless, "Brother is also like Cui Matchmaker, urging me to get married all day long. My father said that I will decide my marriage. Don't worry about it bro."

Meng Qing let out a "humph", and said with a cold face: "It's because father doesn't care about you that I want to urge you even more. You are a fool all day long. You should have married a wife to restrain and control you."

Meng Hong thinks that he has always been good-tempered, and harmony is the most important thing in everything, especially between brothers.However, Meng Qing's words at this time made him extremely upset, but considering that he was an elder brother, he couldn't speak rudely to him, so he just flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry.

If you can't provoke him, you can't hide from him.

"Second brother, wait for me!" Meng Che chased after him.

"It's really not big or small, and I don't know good or bad." Meng Qing cursed angrily from behind.

"What are you doing here?" After Meng Hong and Meng Che walked away, Meng Zhen asked with no expression on his face.

Meng Qing turned around, softened his face and said: "I've come to tell Dad that my marriage with Miss Wang's family has been finalized, and the wedding date will be in the middle of the twelfth lunar month."