Chapter 13 Accountability, Who Killed My Brother?

Seeing that her attitude was so tough, and she picked her words so clearly, the old lady's face moved slightly, and she said slowly:

"Ziheng is my eldest grandson, how can I not love it? How can you understand my good intentions? Ziheng has not recovered from his illness for a long time, and I suspect that Sun Jiancheng's medical skills are not good, so I transferred him to my side under the pretense of head illness, in order to test his medical skills and whether he can continue to stay by Ziheng's side. Now that Dr. Sun has been sold, I have already found another famous doctor for Ziheng. ”

"Grandmother is really conscientious and thoughtful. But did grandmother remember that Ziheng was seriously ill and couldn't leave the doctor by her side, so after transferring Dr. Sun, why didn't she find another doctor as a replacement? So much so that Ziheng was covered with carrion bedsores and fainted with high fever. Grandmother said how to take care of it, but do you know how many bedsores Ziheng has on her body? How many pieces of carrion have grown? Grandmother probably hasn't set foot in Qingzhu Temple for a long time. ”

Fu Yunqing's back was straight and her figure was dignified: "The matter of the doctor, I don't have to worry about my grandmother, since I am the eldest sister, I naturally know how to find a good doctor for Ziheng." ”

At these words, Mrs. Fu was speechless, she knew that she was at a loss, but she had always managed her emotions very well, so she immediately frowned fiercely, glared at Yuan with cold eyes, and pushed the responsibility out: "Yuan! ”

Yuan was taken aback, and immediately felt a little confused.

"Yuan, I clearly asked you to find another good doctor as a replacement, why didn't you do it? You even took the initiative to transfer Renqing from Ziheng's side, you are simply, simply not like words! I have been admonishing you to be filial and benevolent, and you are so merciful? The old lady was furious.

Yuan leaned against the corner of the table, his body was paralyzed and knelt on the ground: "Mother taught me a lesson." It was the daughter-in-law who saw that Renqing was clever, so she thought about transferring him to the second room, and then replacing him with a smarter and more capable family to supplement Ziheng. Unexpectedly, Changshui was so lazy and lazy that Ziheng had bedsores without knowing it. ”

"In any case, I have to give Ziheng and Yun Qing an explanation for this matter." Mrs. Fu said, "Doctor Sun has been sold, and the long water cane will be punished eighty, if he is not killed, he will continue to stay in Qingzhu Courtyard to be a sprinkler and sweeper, and atone for Ziheng's sins." ”

"Yes, yes, the daughter-in-law thinks that the mother is very fair."

Old Madam Fu looked at Fu Yunqing: "What does Yun Qing think, what is the result?" ”

The punishment seemed to be severe, but the old lady and Yuan, who were the main culprits, were not injured at all.

This trick is not insignificant.

Fu Yunqing smiled faintly and said slowly: "The second aunt transferred out of the big house without the permission of the big house......

Mrs. Fu's eyes flashed a needle, it seemed that the matter was over, and she was silent: "Yuan, you ......"

"Me? The daughter-in-law ...... "Yuan was a little confused, with an expression of 'what's wrong with me' written on his face."

"If it weren't for Yun Qing's reminder, I would have forgotten to dispose of you. Do you think that you are okay with the transfer of the big house without authorization? Grounded for half a day, punished for copying Buddhist scriptures a hundred times, and prayed for your underground brother and sister-in-law! In the future, do your part well, and you must not overstep your responsibilities. ”

Yuan's expression was a little far-fetched, but it was quite deferential: "My daughter-in-law knows." ”

Mrs. Fu turned around and entered the Buddhist hall: "It's nothing, you all go back." ”

Yuan was helped up by Mama, walked to Fu Yunqing's side and said: "Yunqing, you know that I am a person who always does bad things with good intentions, I wanted to change to a smarter one for Ziheng, but I didn't expect to attract so many things...... It's really an unintentional move, and you must not take it to heart. ”

"Second aunt, Yun Qing just wants to give you a word."

"Huh? Send me a sentence, a sentence? Yuan frowned.

Fu Yunqing looked at her and smiled slightly: "If you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you do." ”

Yuan's heart trembled slightly, and he clenched his back molars, this little cheap hoof...... It's as annoying as her mother......

"Yunqing, the second aunt also wants to send you a word." Yuan Shi looked at the back of Fu Yunqing leaving, and said indifferently, "If the mountain falls, the house will collapse, and if the house collapses, it will kill people." ”

Yuan's is insinuating, his father is dead, the backer has fallen, and their big house is in danger.

Fu Yunqing's footsteps stopped, and he sneered: "The house where the second room is located is damp and cold, and the foundation is unstable, you really have to be careful, if it collapses one day, will it hit the second aunt." ”

Yuan shivered with anger and tore his handkerchief.

When Fu Yunqing went to Qingzhu Courtyard, the whole house was completely new, the lovely and hard-working Tianying had already scrubbed Ziheng's body, put on ointment, changed into a clean and comfortable cyan vertical collar velvet jacket, draped in a crane, tied his hair with a crown, supported him to sit on a short couch, and covered his waist with a thick blanket, stuffed a small hand stove.

Fu Ziheng has been stuffy on the sickbed for several months, his sad and deep eyes, quietly staring at the green bamboo and green leaves and the light snow outside the window.

There is also a girl and maid sweeping the floor with a broom in the light snow.

Thinking of her meticulous care last night, Fu Ziheng blushed and lowered his head.

"Ziheng, are you feeling better today?" Fu Yunqing asked as he walked.

"Sister...... I'm in trouble for you... You have worked hard enough to deal with your father's funeral, and now you are troubled by my illness, and I don't know when I will be able to get well and help you with the family affairs. Fu Ziheng felt a little guilty.

Fu Yunqing touched his younger brother's forehead, tried not to have a high fever, and then said: "After my father and mother died, you are my last dear relative in this world." How can it be considered a nuisance? Sister only hopes that you will recover as soon as possible and be back to the freshly clothed angry horse boy of the year. ”

"I'm going to ...... Strive for an early recovery......" Fu Ziheng said this completely to comfort Sister A's heart, he was sick like this, he already knew that his time was running out.

The tip of Fu Yunqing's nose was slightly sour: "I brought Renqing back." If your mother were alive, she would have been able to cure your sickness, but it's a pity that she ...... I'll go to the street and find you a good doctor. ”

When Fu Yunqing found Ding Renqing, Renqing was sweeping the pit day and night, this is the reuse of Yuan's mouth to exchange Renqing for the second room? Swap a clever person for sweeping the pit? It is clear that he wants to marginalize Renqing, and expel him from Fufu in time, so that Ziheng will completely lose the available people.

Thinking of this, Fu Yunqing's eyes were a little colder.

She took Tianying with her and went out of the house to find a good doctor again.

Although she inherited some of her mother's medical skills, she is the best at making poison and detoxifying, but she is not good at treating bone injuries.

Not long after Fu Yunqing came out of Fufu, a few sneaky people followed her, and she turned around suddenly, but they all hid and disappeared.

Fu Yunqing glanced at Tianying and walked towards an uninhabited grove on the street.

As soon as he stepped into the woods, he heard the sound of swords drawn behind him.

"Wow-"

Fu Yunqing pulled out the waist-wrapping soft sword, the hilt of the sword swirled a few times in her palm, took advantage of the situation to hold a beautiful sword flower, and looked coldly at the more than thirty black-clothed people opposite: "You, you, yes, who?" ”

"It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is that your father is dead, and some accounts can only be counted on your head!" The leader of the assassins sneered, "Your father is a rigid official who doesn't know how to be flexible, and he gets in the way of others, so he can't just take revenge because he died, right?" ”

Fu Yunqing pondered for a moment, and then said: "You are not my father's enemy, you are my enemy." ”

At the same time, Tianying also drew her knife out of the sheath.

Just as he was about to make a mess, an indigo white crane robe fell from the sky.

That person's posture was like an immortal, seven feet high, with his own wind and bones, and he landed steadily, standing in front of Fu Yunqing with a strong aura.

Fu Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then remembered and shouted, "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince? ”