All Hail Cousin Brother

Chang'an persuaded: "Young master, you should eat two more mouthfuls. You have traveled a long way, and you are tired and rushing. You need to eat and drink."

Zhou Linghuai glanced at him lightly: "Speak up!"

Chang An kept his mouth shut and did not dare to say more. He felt that the young master meant something else, he endured it for a while, but was not convinced: "Young master, I heard that in the yard just now, a few rough maids said that Miss Yu was in the morning. After leaving the Qingyuan Academy, I lost my temper, and asked people to tie up two old women, hit thirty boards on the spot, and they led them to the tooth shop, tsk, so tender and domineering at such a young age."

Therefore, you have to stay away from her in the future, so as not to be harmed by her.

Zhou Linghuai's throat was itchy, clutching the light blue handkerchief and coughing, took off the handkerchief, and glanced at it casually. The son put it away and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you found out clearly, why were those two old women beaten?"

Chang Anxin said, when did you become so concerned about other things, but replied: "I heard that your mouth was broken."

With just a few words, she beat people to death. She was very young and had a very vicious heart. Now the young master should know her true face.

Thinking that not long ago, the old woman in the big kitchen came to inquire about his taste, and she was a little too attentive, Zhou Linghuai had a suspicion in his heart.

Looking at the few bland dishes in front of him, Zhou Linghuai suddenly had a taste, picked up the chopsticks again, and sandwiched a lion's head in clear soup.

There are a few pieces of jade cabbage floating on the white bone soup, which looks very refreshing. The pink meatball soup is delicious, the entrance is smooth, salty and palatable, and it is actually very delicious.

Chang An's eyes widened in shock as he watched the young master with a small appetite eat the big meatballs, then finished off the remaining side dishes one by one, and finally drank a bowl of soup.

At this moment, Mrs. Wang, who had just dialed into the Qingyuan Courtyard yesterday, led Chunxiao in.

Chunxiao held the wooden support and saluted Zhou Linghuai in a proper manner: "Miss said, Young Master Biao was tired all the way, and ordered his servants to bring this cup of blood swallows over to make up for Young Master Biao."

Zhou Linghuai raised the corners of his mouth: "Cousin is worried."

Chang'an was a little unhappy and took the wooden tray, and put the blue-and-white lotus leaf tangled porcelain cup on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Chun Xiao bowed his head: "Don't disturb Young Master Biao's meal, the servants will retire."

Madam Wang went to see Chunxiao, Chang An glanced at the leftovers on the table, and then lowered his head to see the porcelain cup in front of him, a little doubt, can the young master still eat it?

In fact, he really underestimated the young master.

He could really eat.

Bingtang Xueyan melts in the mouth, not sweet or greasy, with a touch of lotus fragrance to refresh the heart.

After eating a cup full of blood swallows, Zhou Linghuai suddenly felt that a stone was blocked in his chest, which was heavy, making people panic and uncomfortable, he couldn't help coughing hurriedly while clutching his handkerchief.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Chang An was startled, and hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea over.

"Cough cough... cough..." Zhou Linghuai coughed so hard that he hurried, without a single pause, as if he wanted to cough out his stomach and throat, and he couldn't drink the water.

Chang'an panicked: "Master, I, I'll call Sun Bo right away..."

Since the young master broke his leg, his body has completely collapsed. After three years of raising it, he has gotten better, but on the way to Beijing, and the long journey, how can the young master's body withstand it? He fell ill on the way, and after entering Beijing, he was raised for several days, and when he was better, he sent people to Yufu to hand him a letter of worship.

After all this tossing, the young master's body was not very good at first, and when he saw it, he declined and became weak.

As soon as he entered Beijing, Sun Boke said that the young master's body was hollowed out along the way, and if he were to get sick again, it would be a fatal illness.

Zhou Linghuai coughed a few more times, and suddenly felt that something filthy in his chest was pouring into his mouth, and his mouth was filled with a foul stench. .

Seeing that the young master was coughing up blood, Chang An was just about to call Sun Bo's Chang'an, but he retreated and exclaimed, "Young Master!"

The young master was already unconscious on the back of the wheelchair. Changan called him a few times, but he didn't wake up. Changan ran out of the door in panic, shouting, "Uncle Sun, Uncle Sun..."

Uncle Sun, who lived next door, had already rushed over when he heard the movement, and almost collided with Chang An at the door.

"Uncle Sun," Chang An saw Uncle Sun, as if he had seen a savior, and was about to cry with excitement: "Uncle Sun, the young master coughed up blood just now, go take a look, young master he, he... "

"What, coughing up blood?" Uncle Sun's expression changed dramatically when he heard this. The young master coughed up blood, and it was terrible. He staggered and walked into the house quickly.

Chang An followed behind with a look of panic.

Sun Bo first picked up the blue handkerchief that had fallen on the ground, and immediately saw a smear of blood, and his heart skipped a beat. He turned the handkerchief over again, and saw a large mass of black, thick and stench blood on top of it, frowning. Lowering his eyebrows, he began to examine Zhou Linghuai's body, and finally took his pulse.

Chang'an couldn't hold his breath, and asked repeatedly, "Uncle Sun, what's wrong with him, young master? He was fine before, why did he suddenly cough up blood?"

Uncle Sun glanced at him, Chang'an was as silent as a cicada, and he didn't dare to make a sound to disturb Uncle Sun.

After a while, Uncle Sun asked, "Is there anything unusual today, young master?"

After thinking about it carefully, Chang An explained everything that happened today without any omissions, and then emphasized: "Except for the fact that Miss Yu almost fell off her wheelchair before, there is nothing unusual about it. Here," he said, suddenly said, "By the way, the young master also ate the blood swallow sent by Miss Yu, and the young master seemed to like it very much, so he finished eating the blood swallow."

Uncle Sun saw the blue-and-white porcelain cup with lotus pattern on the table at a glance, he reached out to take it, lowered his head and sniffed it lightly.

Looking at Sun Bo's cautious appearance, Chang'an's face gradually turned pale, and his face was ashamed, uneasy, and resentful. What's the matter? Is there something wrong with the blood swallow sent by Miss Yu?"

Speaking of this, he blushed angrily: "I knew that Yu Youyao was uneasy and kind. Before, he almost fell off the wheelchair, and now he hurts the young master again..."

Looking at the young master's pale complexion, leaning on the chair wheel with anger, Chang'an was stunned for a while, and said ashamed: "It's all my fault, the young master is the first time in the Yu mansion, I should be more cautious, things that are unknown from the road should not be Let the young master touch his mouth, I hurt the young master..."

ps: In the lifetime of the dream, as soon as my cousin entered Beijing, his body completely collapsed. The heroine was fined and grounded by her father for "pushing" Yu Jianjia. She didn't see her cousin for the first time. , the grandmother insisted on the female lead to learn the rules and housekeepers, very busy, Zhou Linghuai's health was getting worse, and she seldom came out and walked around, and the two did not meet much.

Three years later, Zhou Linghuai was exhausted, and when the oil was running out, he set off a turbulent situation and avenged his family revenge, and passed away.

The Marquis of Zhenguo picked the peaches left by the male protagonist, overthrew the Marquis of Weining, established a new emperor, and obtained the merits of the dragon. Song Mingzhao also took advantage of the situation in the chaos of the court and became famous. . .

This family stepped on the corpse of their cousin and became the most powerful noble in Beijing, and the heroine became the victim.