Rebirth of Buddhism

Fu Zhiyu knew that the matter of the coachman was not that simple, but he didn't want to worry about it now, so he let the Qian family figure it out on their own. Anyway, Qian Manguan should have time now.

What he said to Yuan Mingdao just now was sincere, and judging from the whole Jiangnan, those intrigues no longer attracted his attention.

It's all things that can't be put on the table, and it's annoying to see too much.

After hearing what he said, Yuan Mingdao went back to sleep obediently. Fu Zhiyu shook the jug, and there was still a small half jug of wine.

"It can't be wasted," he muttered to himself, walked into his room with the wine jug, and simply gave up the glass and drank directly to his mouth.

Jiangnan's peach blossom brew is delicious, but it's actually strong wine with a lot of stamina. Fu Zhiyu has a good capacity for alcohol, but he drank the whole pot, so he can't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

He shook the body of the jug, but there was no drop in it. He put the jug aside, but it was not stable. The jug fell to the ground along the edge of the small table, and there was a carpet on the ground. The jug was not broken, just Turning slowly on the carpet.

He didn't pay much attention to this, and he didn't have time to pick it up. He reached his bed in a few steps, and was a little sleepy again. Lie on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

His posture was indeed not very restrained, his clothes were messed up, his face was reddened by the smell of alcohol, his hands and feet were spread out, and the quilt was wrapped casually, half covered and half uncovered.

Fu Zhiyu didn't like to be served by others. When he was in the palace, the master's room had to be served by two maids, and if he couldn't enter the room, he had to stay outside. Now that he is in the south of the Yangtze River, except for the mother-in-law who comes to help clean the room every day Son, he withdrew the other personal maids, leaving no one behind, and he was much more at ease.

He lay on the big bed and turned over. The stove in the room was burning. Even without the quilt, he felt warm and comfortable, and his face looked even redder.

The guard in the mansion is also much more lax than in the capital, but Yuan Jiangxing sent two teams to patrol from time to time at night, if some people want to come in, it is not very difficult.

At this moment, the window on the side of the bed was slowly opened halfway, and a figure came in quickly, and he closed the window lightly, but at this moment, a trace of cold air leaked out and let the person lying on the bed Fu Zhiyu felt it, wrinkled his nose, moved his body into the bed, then turned over, pulled the quilt to wrap himself up, like a silkworm baby.

When he did this, it was just an unconscious action when he was asleep, just like someone else kicking the quilt, but when the visitor heard this movement, he still froze in place for a long time, until the other side of the bed became quiet again, and then slowly relaxed. in one breath.

"Drinking so much wine again," the visitor walked to the bed and immediately smelled a strong smell of wine, and said to himself, "Although the peach blossom wine is delicious, it is too strong, and drinking too much will hurt your body." , in the future, I will ask them to drink less, and replace them with other less strong wines, which are just as delicious, and you should like them."

Fu Zhiyu was in a deep sleep and didn't hear a word.

After he turned over, his face was facing inside, and his whole body was also wrapped by the rolled up quilt. No one dared to move him, and he could only see the round back of the quilt arched up.

"I'm sorry," the visitor said again, his voice was even softer, for fear of disturbing him, "I promised you to leave, and I knew you didn't want to see me again, but... I, I really can't help it sometimes , I miss you so much, just look at me like this, you won't see me, and it's not considered...I'm breaking the agreement."

He stood on the edge of the bed and watched for a long time, but he didn't dare to touch him with a finger.

Fu Zhiyu slept until early the next morning, he was hangover, and he woke up with a headache in the morning.

"Ah..." He supported his head, only feeling top-heavy, "Sure enough, you shouldn't be drinking so much."

He usually lives a healthy life. Wine used to be a thing of interest, and he just had a drink, but during this time he was thinking a lot, and his mind was full of thoughts. Drink up.

He lay on the bed for a while, then struggled to get up and poured himself a glass of water. After drinking it, he felt much better. He sat down and saw that the flagon he had emptied yesterday was standing upright on the table.

Obviously this is a normal scene, but he looked a little strange, as if something was wrong.

This jug...is it supposed to be here?

Fu Zhiyu shook his head, he really couldn't remember.

At the time when Fu Zhiyu was in a daze, the imperial doctor Chen who had taken Fu Zhiyu's order had already sat at Qian's house for a long time.

Doctor Chen looked honest, and he was indeed kind, but he came out of the palace after all, and he followed Fu Zhiyu for more than a day or two. With just a few words yesterday, he could clearly know that the master I mean, I know what I'm going to do.

He went to Qian's Mansion with the prescription, and when he entered the door, he was all smiles.

Qian Manguan was very polite. He knew that the old man in front of him belonged to Fu Zhiyu, but he was also quite puzzled. Even if Fu Zhiyu sent a soldier, he would understand, why did he send a doctor?

"I'm here to give Patriarch Qian a gift," Imperial Physician Chen said with a smile, "It's a big gift."

Qian Manguan looked surprised, and said: "Don't be joking, I should be the one who gave the gift to Prince Zhao. You see, this gift is still in front, and King Zhao just refuses to accept it."

"Master Qian was joking," Chen Taiyi looked at him and said, "Money is something outside of the body. You also know these gold and silver treasures. When did King Zhao lack them? Now, of course, life is the most valuable."

This is the truth. Before Qian Manguan was humbled like that, business routes came second. The most important thing was that his son's life was in Fu Zhiyu's hands.

Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat, the polite smile on his face retreated more than half, and he said nervously, "King Zhao, what... do you mean? Please tell me clearly."

Chen Guo was far away from Jiangnan. Although the people were released there, Qian Mingchong was still on the way. After all, he hadn't come back yet. Does this mean that accidents could happen at any time?

"Patriarch Qian doesn't need to be nervous," Imperial Physician Chen waved his hand, "My master has always been broad-minded. Since he said he would understand, he would not do anything that would be contradictory. What I just said was referring to Deng Qian's life."

As soon as Deng's family was mentioned, Qian Manguan's face was a bit indescribable.

In the past, the Deng family and the Qian family had a good relationship, but that is a thing of the past.

It is said that husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they fly separately in the face of adversity. In all fairness, he and Deng Qian had a lifelong friendship when they were young, and it is much deeper than ordinary couples. , still has to be tested.

Before Qian Manguan thought that he was better than Deng Qian. After all, he was still sober and could run around to do something, but he didn't expect that the Deng family still had someone to play with him.

About the coachman, at first Qian Manguan doubted whether Fu Zhiyu was directing and acting himself, slapped them and then gave them a sweet date to make them obedient, but he really went to confront him, Qian Manguan saw Looking at the coachman's face, he felt strangely familiar.

He tracked down his vague memory, and soon found the Deng family.

You must know that although Fu Zhiyu had already given those two letters, when the coachman planned to kidnap him, the letter was still in Yuan Jiangxing's hands, and it hadn't been sent at all, and no one knew about it.

Fortunately, nothing happened, but if that person really hurt King Zhao and accused the Qian family of doing it, the thing that Qian Manguan wanted so much would be in vain. Every time I think of this possibility, It's called Qian Manguan's back.

But Deng Qian is indeed dizzy now, and Qian Manguan also wonders in his heart whether other people with good intentions have bribed this person, just waiting to make trouble, but guesses are guesses. There is something in my heart, no matter what I think, what is wrong.

At that time, there were accidents, and they just ran around here by themselves. Although the Deng family's behavior was lacking in backbone, they were too helpless. When this was connected, Qian Manguan couldn't do it without much thought.

In this short period of time, Qian Manguan had several thoughts in his mind.

"My master told you about it before, but I guess you didn't take it seriously at that time," Chen Taiyi continued, "Deng Qian's matter was not done by my master. To be precise, he didn't have time to do it. I was shocked when I heard about it.”

Qian Manguan was taken aback.

"However, my master has always been benevolent. To help others, he must help to the end. He is also very concerned about the affairs of the Deng family. He feels that this chaos cannot continue, otherwise it will make everyone panic." Chen Taiyi said, "It is also fortunate that the master is here. When I was in the palace, I had seen a lot and knew that Deng Qianzhong was the Western Regions Requiem Powder, so I bought the antidote from outside after spending a lot of money."

Having said that, he finally took out the small package and gave Qian Manguan a look.

"I originally wanted to send it directly to Deng's house, but what happened a few days ago made my master feel cold," Chen Taiyi said here, with a heartbroken expression on his face, "Master also knows about your confrontation with that person. It's just that the Deng family doesn't have any remorse, and they acted so viciously, it really makes people angry."

Qian Manguan thought about it, and what he said was indeed reasonable.

Regardless of whether Fu Zhiyu did it or not, but now that he has taken out the antidote, it shows that he really wants to save Deng Qian.

"Then you are...?" Qian Manguan asked suspiciously, "The matter of my Qian family has been settled. No matter what the prince decides, I should go to the Deng family."

"My lord has already decided," Chen Taiyi said, "My master wants to give you this medicine."

"What are you doing for me?" When Qian Manguan heard this, he felt ridiculous at first, but after a while, his expression changed.

This is... the medicine that can determine the life and death of the Patriarch of the Deng family.