Chapter 509 is too pitiful
"Master, what's the matter with you?" Qingfeng just sent the doctor out, when he came back, he saw his master sitting up from the bed, his face was so cloudy that it could rain. "Let the kitchen cook you a bowl of hangover soup?" He asked cautiously.
Wen Jiuxiao's eyes fell on his face, "Do you think you need to drink that stuff?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm not drunk, my little brain is useless." Qingfeng immediately changed his words, "Sir, do you want to take a break?"
Another cold look, um, I didn't guess right. Qingfeng thought quickly: "Is the master going to do some business?"
"Do you want to let the master die and die, and then change the master?"
This is heartbreaking. Qingfeng was frantic in his heart, "Master, I'm so dull, I really can't guess your thoughts." Master, what on earth do you want to do? Say something!
Wen Jiuxiao was silent, Qingfeng said miserably: "Master, you have pity on the little one, the little one is not a wife, how can I guess your thoughts?"
Seeing that his grandfather's face became three points warmer to the naked eye, he got off the bed abruptly and walked out. Qingfeng followed behind, "Master, where are you going?" Although the third master was not drunk, he did drink a lot, and it was dark, so don't pour yourself out.
Wen Jiuxiao didn't turn his head back, "Go back to the backyard."
Seeing from a distance, Jinghong Courtyard, which is usually lit with warm lights, is now pitch black. Wen Jiuxiao's mood fell to the bottom in an instant. If those people hadn't pulled him to drink, he should be with Yu Xiaozhi on Zhuangzi at this moment...
"Go and see those people, go and give them some trouble."
Qingfeng was stunned, and then realized who those people were referring to, and quickly responded: "I'll do it in a while."
Wen Jiuxiao said, "Go now."
Can Qingfeng beat his master? Obviously not! I had no choice but to call someone casually to serve the third master.
There was a court meeting the next day, and Qingfeng went to the palace early in the morning to take sick leave for his third master. Then he drove all the way to pick up his wife with a high profile. As soon as he left the city, gossip started.
First, the ministers were surprised when they found out that Wen Jiuxiao hadn't come. Xiaowen Shangshu has always been diligent, is this sick or something happened? It was fine yesterday!
After the court, the ministers talked about it. Coincidentally, when Qingfeng asked for leave, there were other ministers there, and he made it very clear. He even learned a few words from those people yesterday who urged his master to drink, and everyone knew about Jiuxiao's drunken illness.
Everyone looked at each other, and cast strange glances at the few people who drank with Wen Jiuxiao yesterday.
"Hehe, Lord Li, Lord Wei, Lord Zhao, this is your unkindness. If you sincerely invite Xiaowen Shangshu to drink, just taste it, how can you get him drunk? It shouldn't, it shouldn't be."
"You guys, what can I say about you? Ren Xiaowen Shangshu has never liked to socialize, except for palace banquets, he rarely drinks alcohol." He almost said that he can't drink, "You are really good, you can let him drink So much wine, admiration, admiration!"
"There are too many things in the household department. You made Xiaowen Shangshu sick. Isn't this a delay?"
Some were also curious, "How did you invite Shangshu Xiaowen?"
Still others said: "Master He, after all, he was once your subordinate, why don't you help stop him?"
Compared to the embarrassment on the expressions of the other three, He Zheng dared to say, "How do you know I didn't stop it? Then you have to be able to stop it?"
Everyone was chattering, these three people couldn't tell even if they had a hundred mouths, they were so anxious that they were sweating, wishing they could get into the cracks in the ground. At this time, they really envied the other two companions who were on leave.
Last night, two of them had an accident on the way back home. One encountered a stray cat that came out of nowhere and scratched the face of the bearer. The sedan chair overturned and he knocked out his teeth. Two; one was at the entrance of my own house. When I went up the steps, my leg went limp, and my foot sprained, and it was so swollen that I couldn't walk on the spot.
When they received the message from the two boys from the government, they still joked that the two were unlucky, but now...they would rather be the unlucky one.
It took only an hour, and it spread all over Beijing. Even the people on the street can say a few words, "Hey, the one who just passed by was Xiaowen Shangshu's personal long-term follower, do you know what he is doing in such a hurry?"
"Oh, don't be tricky, just say it quickly."
"Do you know why they are in such a hurry to pick up their wife from Zhuangzi outside the city? Hey, Xiaowen Shangshu is sick. What's wrong? I heard that he was drunk by several adults yesterday and fell ill after returning home."
"Drinking alcohol? Don't drug it!"
"Don't say it's really possible, Xiaowen Shangshu is both civil and military, but how can he get sick when he's drunk? My God, they are so brave, what are they trying to do?"
"I'm jealous and jealous! It's just that we ordinary people know that Xiaowen Shangshu is capable, so what about Mr. Li and Mr. Zhang? Who knows who they are? These officials, they want to eradicate those who are capable if they don't have the ability. Hei! Tsk tsk, Lord Xiaowen is too pitiful."
After a long time, several versions have been circulated, and all of them are sympathetic to Wen Jiuxiao.
As soon as Yu Zhi saw Qingfeng, she knew her wonderful vacation time was over. When Qingfeng cried and said that the third master was ill, Yu Zhi immediately asked someone to pack his luggage.
In the carriage, Huahua and Zhuang Zhuang worried Zhong Zhong, "Mother, Dad is so strong, why did he get sick? Dad will be fine, right?"
Yu Zhi comforted them, "Your father is in good health, he has seen a doctor, and he will be fine after taking the medicine for two days." She could see clearly that Qingfeng was flustered on the surface, but there was no panic in his eyes. And he was still waiting for her to tidy up and salute, if he heard that Jiuxiao was really sick, he might just beg her to get in the carriage first.
So Wen Jiuxiao is definitely not really sick, I'm afraid he is planning something. As a virtuous wife, how could she cooperate well?
"Mother, I heard from others that the stronger the body, the less likely to get sick, the more serious the disease will be. Mother, will Father not die? I see that Uncle Qingfeng is about to cry." Huahua was uneasy.
Yu Zhi almost choked on his own saliva, "Huahua, can't you hope your father is better?" Dead? What's going on in this girl's little head? "Is your father okay?" Whoever dies, he will not die.
Huahua nodded in conviction, "Yes, my father is amazing, my father will not die, my father will live a long life."
Yu Zhi...
"Girl, can we not mention that word? It's unlucky."
"Oh." Huahua replied with her mouth open, but her eyes were clear and her face was blank. It seems to be confused: mother, what are you talking about?
Yu Zhi...
Forget it, she is still young, how can she know what life and death are?
However, when she sees Wen Jiuxiao, she will definitely convey his daughter's concern for him.
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(end of this chapter)