Chapter 67: Wounds

"Childe, why didn't you let me continue talking just now?" After leaving the private school and returning home, He Xiangjun finally couldn't hold back his words all the way, and asked angrily.

Sitting in the position of host and guest, Chen Fusheng glanced up at He Xiangjun, and asked unhurriedly: "Do you know why your brother is fighting with others now?"

"Needless to say, they must have found out about my father's affairs out of nowhere, so they asked my brother for trouble, and he had no choice but to do so. He Xiangjun has a heartbeat.

"Then let me ask you, even if you let out this breath today, what difference will it make, everyone is leisurely, can you still control their mouths, will they not talk about it in the future?" Chen Fusheng smiled coldly and added, "And looking at his people, he knows his talent, that Mr. Zhang is not a good person, naturally he will only mislead people's children, and it is better to leave early." ”

"But, but ......"

"But, I can't bear this breath, right?" Chen Fusheng looked at He Xiangjun quietly, "In the final analysis, it is still because of Ling Zun's case, which has caused the He family to plummet, and if this matter is not resolved, it will always be like this," Chen Fusheng looked at He Guangzu, "Since your father named your younger brother Guangzu, he naturally wants him to glorify his ancestors, and the descendants of the officials who committed crimes in this dynasty will not affect the imperial examination, if he enters the court in the future and becomes a big official, this is the real raising of eyebrows, isn't it much stronger than today's momentary anger?"

"However, Guangzu has been kicked out of the academy, where can he find Mr. to teach him?" He Xiangjun was obviously quite moved, shook his head, and looked at Chen Fusheng with a look of hope.

"The place between the seven provinces in the south and the north is big, and you are afraid that no one will be his husband?" Chen Fusheng was categorical, "Since I promised you, I will find a way to help you find out the news of Ling Zun after the end of the spring festival this time, with all due respect, since everyone in the vicinity knows about your family, it is not convenient to continue to live here, so it is better to go to Beijing with me." ”

"The son is very kind, and the He family really has nothing to repay. Hearing Chen Fusheng take the initiative to say that he wanted to help, Mrs. He pulled her son and was about to kneel.

Chen Fusheng frowned, stretched out the sleeves of his robe, and sent out an internal force to support the two of them in the air, and said: "These are just a gesture for me, although Guangzu has left the school, he can't stop his studies on weekdays, if he doesn't dislike the shallow learning in the next place, before he finds a suitable husband, if he has any academic problems, he can also ask me directly." ”

After all, when it comes to the future of her son, Mrs. He responded very crisply and cheerfully this time, nodding her head and agreeing: "Then there is Mr. Lao." ”

"No wonder those Taoist sects and even my Demon Gate headquarters have no shortage of cultivation in the world, but they all build the mountain gate in this rare deep mountain and river, just because there are too many things in the red dust, if you are not careful, you will be involved, and they will waste their minds on this, what kind of Tao do you cultivate, what kind of immortal do you become?"

Chen Fusheng helped the two to the side, but his mind was slightly stunned, originally between him and the He family, although He Xiangjun's existence had nothing to do with it.

However, today's actions gradually pulled him in, even if he didn't study what luck said, he suddenly felt that his body was a little heavier, and he was no longer light, making it a little difficult for him to know whether he was involved in it right or wrong.

Chen Fusheng understands that this is often said to involve cause and effect, he agreed in front of the He family, and he must do it, as the saying goes, there are gods in the first three feet, although it is just a lie, but the cultivator has a clear mind, but he must do a "letter" word, otherwise it will inevitably violate his heart.

However, people who are born in the world are always bound by this kind of relationship, and it is rare to be at ease, and most of the cultivators who practice human nature choose to be in the most thick places such as Flower Street and Willow Lane, which is to seek a true freedom in this bondage.

What's more, he is now just a scholar who has entered Beijing to take the exam, and he is not participating in it as a cultivator, so this kind of hand-to-hand thing will not have any impact on him.

"Miss Xiangjun must also have a lot to say to Madame and Guangzu, why don't you stay here these days, and come to inform you when I am ready to leave?"

"Although the Han family is in a bad situation at the moment, there is still a lot of land here, and the son has great kindness to Xiangjun. It's better to stay here, so that Guangzu can ask Gongzi for advice sooner or later. Mrs. He thought for a moment. Suggestion of opening.

"No," Chen Fusheng shook his head, "These days, I plan to participate in the cultural conference and communicate with some scholars who also refer to it, plus when I come to Yangzhou, I always have to travel around, it is inevitable that I will go out early and return late, there are many inconveniences, and it is more appropriate to find an inn outside." ”

Mrs. He nodded, her face softened for a while, and she did not persuade Chen Fusheng to stay, she knew that her family was now down, and it was inevitable that the hospitality would not be good, and outsiders did not know about He Xiangjun, and now there was only one boy and two women in the He family who were far from grown, and it was inevitable that there would be some gossip if Chen Fusheng stayed.

He Xiangjun hesitated again and again, but still didn't say please leave Chen Fusheng behind, she knew that since Chen Fusheng said this, he must have made a decision in his heart.

"You don't have to send it, I'll let someone tell you when I find the inn. Chen Fusheng boarded the carriage parked in front of the alley, turned his head to look at He Xiangjun who came up, and said softly.

"This son, do you want to stay?" The carriage started and slowly left, and the coachman who was driving the carriage opened his mouth to ask Chen Fusheng's destination, the carriage and the coachman were both rented by Chen Fusheng from the carriage and horse dealership before.

"Don't be in a hurry to find the inn first, you drive the car back to the city, I'll go to the family doctor first, and catch the prescription, I'm in a hurry these days, I feel a little unwell, and I need to recuperate." Chen Fusheng leaned against the wall of the car, thought about it, and added, "I'll go and find the most famous one in Yangzhou City." ”

"Then you have to count the Rejuvenation Hall, it is said that their ancestors were born in the Tai Hospital, and they have practiced medicine for generations. "The coachman is a native of Yangzhou, and he knows all about this.

"Is it too a hospital?" Chen Fusheng nodded, he didn't say anything, the injuries he received that day were actually not as simple as he said to He Xiangjun, the internal injuries were good to say, the power of the shock on the soul was really troublesome, and in the next few days, he was in a hurry to go, he didn't recuperate carefully, and now he didn't cultivate in his body, and his recovery was extremely slow. It really needs to take a few herbs to protect his mind, but fortunately, his own spirit is not weak, and he is only suffering from the counterattack of death, which will not cause any disease.