Chapter 11 "Come Guest" ()

Shortly after Cao Yin arrived in Hangzhou, the fourth prince and the thirteenth prince set off for Beijing. Although Cao Yong was determined to establish a good relationship with the future Emperor Yongzheng and save the Cao family from raiding the family, he was bedridden and had no chance to see them, so naturally he had no way to show his respect. After knowing that the two returned to Beijing, Cao Yong sighed for half a day. Cao Yin thought it was his son who was grateful for the rescue of the two princes, and did not take it seriously.

On the tenth day of August, Li, who had received the news, brought a few maids and mothers to Hangzhou. Although Cao Yin did not want his wife to worry, he was about to fall in the Mid-Autumn Festival and had a lot of affairs in the yamen and clans, so he could not stay in Hangzhou for a long time. However, Cao Yong still had to recuperate in Hangzhou for a while, so he had to send someone back to Jiangning to deliver a letter and take his wife Li to take care of his son.

Although Cao Yong's skin was trauma, Li felt sorry for his son and burst into tears. Cao Yin comforted him carefully and ordered Cao Fang to take good care of his home and protect the hospital before getting up and returning to Jiangning.

In a blink of an eye, it was August fifteenth.

Although there were only Li, Cao Yong and Liu Ping in the Cao family's villa, all kinds of fruits and mooncakes were prepared in full. Li had learned about Liu Ping's life experience from Cao Yong, and was grateful for her rescue of her son and loved her from the bottom of her heart. Liu Ping was well-behaved and clever, completely different from Cao Yan, who was like a little adult, and made Li happy. After only a few days of getting along, the two were not like mother and daughter, but better than mother and daughter.

Cao Yong read books in the room for half a month, but was carried to the yard by his servants to enjoy the moon with Li and Liu Ping.

The night sky is as blue as the sea, the floating clouds move slightly, and the full moon sprinkles a cold silver light. Cao Yong bit the moon cake in his mouth, but his heart is a little sad. "I miss my family more during the holidays." I don't know what my parents, brothers and sisters in that world have been cared for by them for many years, but I have been foolishly sent to death without being able to repay them.

Seeing that his son was not in high spirits, Li had a little more worry in his eyes. Even Liu Ping, who was the best to chatter on weekdays, noticed something was wrong. Look at Cao Yong and Li, looking at him, and he was a little obedient in the quiet.

Cao Yong was unwilling to let the two worry, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and looked like he smiled a lotus paste mooncake on Li's plate, and then picked up a pair of egg yolks and handed it to Liu Ping. The little girl liked to eat this flavor of mooncake the most, and she had eaten a lot in the past two days.

The atmosphere relaxed. Although Cao Yong was not speaking smoothly due to his throat injury, Liu Ping, who likes to talk, was not unhappy. Li was generous and thought that the servants in the other courtyard had been busy for a day, he sent the maids around him to deliver mooncakes to various places. Although they had already been divided according to their own examples, those mooncakes that were specially customized from a century-old store were incomparable to them.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Li was a little tired, and Liu Ping yawned. Cao Yong was greedy for the moonlight and had no sleepiness, so he asked Li and Liu Ping to settle it first. Li wanted to stay with his son, but Cao Yong politely refused. He was really worried and left his close maid Xiu Yuan to take care of Cao Yong.

At midnight, the yard was silent, and even Xiu Yuan leaned under the corridor and slept in a daze. In the days that followed, the fate of the Cao family made Cao Yong feel a little heavy, and he thought for a long time without realizing it. He stretched his waist, so what if he thought too much, he still had to wait for his legs to talk about anything else.

Suddenly, a few barkings appeared in the front yard, which seemed unusual on the quiet night. Then, a faint noise came.

After a while, the Sun-san, who was on duty at night in the second gate, came to report that a thief had entered the front yard and was captured by Cao Fang. The ancient gangsters had seen it, but the ancient "thief" had never seen it. Cao Yong felt a little curious and said to the woman, "Mother, place me, go and see!" Because his voice had not yet recovered, he had to speak one word and two words.

Although Mrs. Sun felt that it was inappropriate, since the young master had spoken, he had no reason to violate the rules and asked two strong servants to carry Cao Yong's chair to the front yard.

The front yard is brightly lit.

A dozen guards held torches and swords in their hands, and did not dare to slack off at all. When they saw Cao Yong coming out, they bowed their heads to greet him. Cao Fang felt embarrassed when he saw that it was not the wife who came out. There was a bald old man lying on the ground, covered in dark red blood stains on his clothes, his face was pale and his lips were black, and he was about to fail. When Cao Fang was taking someone to patrol the night, he found this old man outside the horse shed. He looked injured and poisoned, afraid that Dajie would die in the mansion and be unlucky. He originally wanted to report to his wife and send it to the yamen, but he didn't expect that the little master came out.

When Cao Yong saw this old man, he felt a little more unbearable when he thought of his embarrassment when he was in trouble. Although he had never seen an example, he had seen similar symptoms in the book. He frowned and looked at Cao Fang and asked, "Poisoned?" Seeing Cao Fang nodding, he pointed to the old man: "Come on, guest room!"

Cao Fang originally wanted to persuade the young master to have more things than to do less, but when he saw Cao Yong's serious and solemn expression, he did not dare to say much. He ordered the two of them to carry the old man to the bed in the east wing room.

Cao Yong ordered people to put the chair beside the bed and sent someone to the street to invite the doctor. The doctor who usually takes care of Cao Yong goes out of the city to celebrate the festival and will not be able to come back in the future. Then, he ordered: "Panthers, milk, water!"

Fortunately, Mrs. Sun and Xiu Yuan were worried that Cao Yong would take several servants to serve him, so he quickly asked someone to go to the backyard to get pancreas, milk and other items.

Cao Yong signaled Sun's wife to put the pancreas in a bowl and melt the pancreas water, and then asked someone to spit on the old man. In less than a moment, the old man, who was already unconscious, made a gurgling sound in his throat. Cao Yong asked someone to prepare a basin, and the old man spitted out wildly, and spit out half of the basin of filth.

There was a sour smell in the room. Cao Yong felt as if he hadn't heard it. He also made two bowls of pancreatic water to make the old man sperm. Pancreatic water is handmade soap. Soapy water has an ejaculation effect. Judging from the old man's reaction just now, the effect of pancreatic water is similar.

In this way, the old man vomited several times until he couldn't spit out anything in the end and vomited half of the green bile. Seeing that it was almost done, Cao Yong ordered someone to feed the old man a large bowl of milk.

After half an hour of struggle, when the doctor arrived, although the old man's face was still gray, there was a little blood on his lips. Cao Yong's tense heart was relieved. It seemed that soapy water should have a detoxification effect, but I don't know how the old man's injuries were.

The doctor was called out in the middle of the night, with a bit of resentment, but seeing that his servants were all good, the decorations in the guest room were several times better than those of ordinary wealthy families, he naturally did not dare to be arrogant. He stroked his beard with his left hand, put his index finger on the patient's pulse with his right hand, and his middle finger on the patient's pulse, and his face became heavier and heavier. After examining the pulse, he carefully checked the old man's wound.

Seeing that the doctor had finished checking, Cao Fang handed over the pen and ink paper. The doctor refused to answer, so he sighed and shook his head.

Cao Yong was anxious and said, "The poison is cured, what's the matter?"

The doctor saw that the young man in front of him was dressed in extraordinary clothes and was different from others. He knew that he was the master's family, but he was puzzled in his heart. Why did such a young child come out to be the master? He heard the young man's speech was hoarse, and he realized that his throat was inconvenient. He heard what he asked, and replied: "Although the old man's poison has been relieved by most of the poison, the wound on the left rib was too deep, which hurts the liver and gallbladder. Even if the gods come, there is no way to go. Use ginseng soup to sanitize and explain the funeral!"

Although this patient was poisonous and injured all over, the doctor was not attentive to pay attention. As a doctor, he had seen many patients, and he knew what he could ask and what he could not ask.

When he asked someone to hire a doctor, Cao Fang said that he was afraid that the wound would be too deep and the medicine would be helpless. Cao Yong still had a trace of hope in his heart, but he didn't expect that this was the result.

When I came to this world, I faced death for the first time. I turned out to be a bald old man I had never met. For some reason, Cao Yong only felt that he had the will of heaven in the dark.

After the doctor left, Mrs. Sun brought half a bowl of ginseng soup. Because Cao Yong was present in the mansion, Li was also weak, and ginseng soup was often prepared in the kitchen. It was convenient to use it as soon as it heated.

The bald old man was fed half a bowl of ginseng soup, closed his eyes and muttered, "Earthquake...", his voice was low and even Cao Yong, who was sitting by the bed, could not hear it clearly, so he had to lower his head gently.

"Earthquake Gaogang", Cao Yong's head buzzed. Could it be that "Earthquake Gaogang"? Cao Yong turned around and saw that everyone looked as usual, and confirmed that only he could feel relieved when he heard it. This was not a joke, so he waved his hand to send everyone out.

Whether it was Sun Pozi, Xiu Yuan, or Cao Fang, they didn't move for a long time. Although the man on the bed seemed to have more breathing and less breathing, no one dared to leave the little master alone in the room. If the old man had any rash moves before his death, no one could escape.

Cao Yong snorted coldly: "Go out!"

The three of them had no choice but to move slowly towards the door.

When the old man and himself were left in the room, Cao Yong breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "The earthquake is high and the river is beautiful forever!"

"The door faces the sea, and the Sanhe River flows for thousands of years!" The old man answered slowly, opened his eyes, and saw that there was only a young boy in the room, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Which hall by the Red Flower Pavilion?" Cao Yong saw that the old man looked at him and stopped talking, so he had to bite the bullet and speak.

The old man was convinced that the sentence "earthquake" was not his own auditory hallucination when he heard Cao Yong's voice, but he felt confused about the sentence "red flower" and asked, "What do you call my little brother's parents? Have you heard these from them?"

Cao Yong was stunned for a moment and said slowly: "I heard from my master!"

"Your master?" The old man looked solemn, and he reached out to hold Cao Yong's arm, very puzzled. The child in front of him had no internal strength. Seeing that he was white and tender, he didn't look like he was from a foreign sect.

"Little brother, your master's surname is where is the man?" the old man asked.

"He didn't say his name, but just accepted me as a disciple, asking me to understand the principles of heaven, father and mother. He also said that although I didn't know the '49th', I was considered half of the Hong family." Cao Yong said nonsense. In fact, at first he was just curious, so he used the incision of the heaven and earth as he had seen in "The Deer and the Cauldron". Later, he saw that the old man was full of hope, and he couldn't bear to tell the truth and disappointed him, so he had to make up.

"Isn't it supposed to tell you this?" The old man confused: "What does that man look like? Can you be in Hangzhou now?"

"He is a Taoist priest, a little sloppy, drunken, and is in his fifties, sixties, or seventies or eighties! He went to Fujian last month and didn't know when he would come back." Cao Yong touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and there were more and more lies. Seeing that the old man was almost out of reach, why bother lying to him? If you don't tell the truth, just say it was a stranger and ask him what he had to explain his subsequent affairs. He said that the old Taoist was because he was a little familiar with the heaven and earth in his previous life, and knew that his origin was in Fujian and Taiwan, and his disciples, middle Taoists, monks and nuns accounted for a large part.

Although Cao Yong was confused, the old man nodded: "It turns out to be a disciple of Brother Su!" Seeing Cao Yong's face full of confusion, he explained: "Your master's surname is Su and his name is Hongguang, nicknamed "Zui Taoist". He is the "Wei Zong" among the five sects of our Hongmen. He has a body of internal kung fu."

Cao Yong didn't expect that he could speak nonsense, and there was such a person, so he didn't know what to say.

The old man's face gradually became rosy and his eyes were much brighter. Cao Yong knew that this was a reflection of the light, so he couldn't bear it and said warmly: "Who hurts you, let the master help you take revenge!" But he thought to himself, if the evil man was the one who harmed the old man, then he would help him revenge in the future.

After hearing Cao Yong's words, the old man understood his feelings and felt very relieved, and his face showed a little sadness: "Brother Su is back to Fujian, I'm afraid he's like me!" At this point, he grabbed Cao Yong's hand and placed an iron ring in his hand.

The ring is very heavy, with plum blossom patterns carved on it. Cao Yong felt that his head was big. Isn’t this a token? I was really afraid of something and what to come. I heard the old man say: “I am your master, the first generation leader of the Hongmen, and Wan Yunlong. Since the opening of the mountain in Fuzhou in the 13th year of Kangxi, it has been 27 years since the Hongmen brothers opened 100,000. The original intention was that under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, the poor brothers of the Han family helped each other. Unexpectedly, in recent years, Some people's appetites are getting bigger and bigger, and they even want to use the lives of thousands of brothers to dream of Huang Liang." Speaking of this, they pointed to the ring in Cao Yong's hand: "This is the token of the Hongmen. Although the inner eight halls rebelled, the outer eight halls are not within the sphere of influence of the thief. Although I can't do it anymore, the rebel disciple who poisoned me to kill me broke my heart. The remaining few dogs bite the dog will not become a climate for three or five years."

Wan Yunlong's expression changed, not knowing whether it was melancholy or comfort. Cao Yong felt the heavy and hot ring, and hurriedly asked: "Who are you going to pass this ring to? Tell me quickly and I will send it to you!"
Chapter completed!