The ghost hooked

Xue Xiujie, who bought the eggs, also brought back two pieces of news. First, several doctors from Yangzhou Prefecture came to consult Mr. Song. It was Mangu who negotiated with "Yingniang's dead soul" last night, and reached a conclusion on how to relieve the ghost's grievances.

What Mangu means is that the person who has done this evil thing needs to set up a tomb for Yingniang, and copy a hundred scriptures to go to the temple to pray for her for ten years.

After telling Xue Wen to boil eggs, Xue Xiujie concluded: "This is obviously Mrs. Song's trick. I heard people say that Mangu was invited by her. If what Song Li said is true, then the It was accidentally rumored that it was a murder, so there must be a plan. Now Song Li is expelled from the Song family by the mouth of Mangu, and her son can inherit the family business."

"Song Fu is his son?" Wu Wu asked.

Song Fu is two or three years older than Song Li. If Song Fu's mother is the current Mrs. Song, it is really hard to say.The concubine's child is older than the wife's, and now that the wife is dead and the concubine is in power, in order to help her son win the family property, it is a reasonable guess to design Song Li to be kicked out.

"Exactly," Xue Xiujie said, "Besides, I also heard that Song Li's mother pushed Song Fu into the water more than ten years ago, almost killing the ten-year-old young master. Because of this, Mrs. Song now hates Song Fu. Li."

Xue Xiujie went there and brought back not only a lot of news, but also useful and powerful. Xiaobao couldn't help sighing: "Uncle, you are really amazing. You can find out so many things when you go out to buy eggs."

Xue Xiujie looked at Xiaobao proudly, opened the folding fan, and slowly fanned the wind, saying: "Of course it's my uncle, I'm suave, and the maids of the Song family will know everything when they see me."

A certain tall servant girl sneezed while sweeping the floor, the spring breeze was warm, and I don't know who was missing her.

A few people in this room were sorting out their thoughts and making guesses. In the main room in the side courtyard of the Song Mansion, Song Li frowned as he watched Xiang'er kneeling on the ground.

Song Li asked: "Xiang'er, you have been with me for so many years, what do you want to say to the young master?"

"Xiang'er's loyalty to the young master can be learned from heaven and earth, why does the young master ask such a question?" Xiang'er said.

"Hmph!" Song Li swept away the medicine bowl on the table with a wave of his hand. The medicine bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and the medicine juice inside was scattered all over the floor.Song Li said angrily: "You don't know what you did? Do you have to tell me before you admit it?"

The originally straight back immediately bent down, and Xiang'er sat down on the ground with a low body, and said: "Thousands of mistakes are Xiang'er's fault, but Xiang'er's mind for the young master has never changed."

Although Xiang'er's words were veiled, Song Li already understood that Xue Xiujie's words were correct, someone did drug him, and that person was Xiang'er.

The gratitude in the past has become ridiculous at this moment. Song Li is not a stupid person. If a servant girl drugged his master, if no one instructed him, he would never believe it.He asked: "Who taught you to do this? What benefits have you been promised?"

Hearing this, Xiang'er just sobbed, not knowing if she was really sad, or if she wanted to use this to avoid answering.

There was only crying in the room for a while, Song Li was irritated at first, then sighed, and said: "Xiang'er, you have suffered a lot with me these years, you can go today, our master-servant relationship ends here , you go find another job!"

Xiang'er has been with Song Li day and night for more than ten years, and has long been secretly in love. How could she want to leave at this time? She walked up to Song Li, hugged his leg and said: "Second young master, there are thousands of mistakes, all of them are Xiang'er's faults. Wrong, you want to beat and scold, Xiang'er never complains, don't drive Xiang'er away!"

Although Xiang'er is just a maid, she is indeed a beauty. It's just that she has been following Song Li for these years, and she has done a lot of hard work, and she has been exposed to the wind and sun. At this time, she is no longer the same as before. beauty.

Song Li really wanted to kick her away. To put it bluntly, what's the use of a dog that would bite its master?But he endured it, and finally held it back. He quietly looked at Xiang'er in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After discussing for a long time, everything came to an abrupt end with Mrs. Song. I realized that the few people were a little worried. After all, after removing the accidental part, the rest was the Song family's affairs, and it was difficult for an upright official to break up family affairs, not to mention that these half-assed people had no official positions. people!

Xue Xiujie said: "You can't ask Mrs. Song face to face, 'Are you trying to harm Song Li?' In my opinion, let's forget about it here, and let's tell Liu Mei about the accident."

"That's the only way to go." Wu Wu said: "You and I will visit Master Song in a while, and you should thank him for living in the mansion for so many days. You can also diagnose his pulse. If you can heal it, it will be fine, if you can't , we did our best.”

After lunch time, the number of people going to the main courtyard changed from two to three. Xue Xiujie wondered, "You can't speak, and you can't make a diagnosis. Why are you following?"

Xiaobao said: "I realized that I can go if I don't know how to make a diagnosis. Uncle, you can go if you don't know how to speak. Why can't I go?"

Xue Xiujie suddenly felt that what he said made a little sense, and said, "Don't talk nonsense when you go, do you hear me?"

Xiaobao nodded obediently when he heard the words.

Wuying on the roof looked at the little white dog sitting on the side, and asked, "Zhang San, why don't you join in the fun?"

Zhang Sanbai, who could neither speak nor diagnose a disease, let alone use human words to justify, gave him a blank glance.Seeing its vivid expression, Wuying pursed his lips and smiled silently.

The three of them entered the small hall of the main courtyard, but they didn't see Mr. Song or Mrs. Song, but they saw Song Li waiting there first.The two sides nodded slightly, but neither spoke.

In less than a cup of tea, Mrs. Song appeared.

Although Mr. Song fell ill, Mrs. Song still had a smile on her face, apparently not overly sad about Mr. Song's matter.

She said: "I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, so many people are here." After sitting on the main seat, she said: "I don't know why you are here today?"

Seeing that Wu Wu and the others didn't want to speak, Song Li said: "Xiang'er, the maid in my room, has reached the age to get married, so I ask Madam to find her a good family."

Mrs. Song gave him a meaningful look, but she didn't say anything, but turned her head and asked Wu Wu: "The eminent monk is here, but are you here to say goodbye?"

Wu Wu replied: "The poor monk came here today to visit Master Song," and he introduced: "The one next to me is a doctor. I am grateful for Master Song's hospitality these days, and I want to show Master Song. sick."

After finishing speaking, Wu Wu looked at Mrs. Song, waiting for her reply.

Mrs. Song scanned the hall with her eyes, covered the corners of her mouth with a veil and smiled lightly, and said: "I have been Mrs. Song for five or six years, and eight or nine out of ten things in the Song Mansion can't be hidden from me. Why do you all have to be so secretive and open your mouth, okay?"

Hearing what she said, Xiaobao seemed to have a promise, stood up suddenly, and asked: "Do you want to harm Song Li?"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, even if the waves receded, the house was very quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Everyone looked at Xiaobao in surprise, and Song Li's eyes were shocked.Xue Xiujie's eyes were full of unspeakable pain, so take precautions against Xiaobao!When he realized it, his eyes were tinged with tenderness, such inappropriate words, from Xiaobao's mouth, were three points more cute.

Mrs. Song, who thought she should be embarrassed or angry, returned to her smiling face after a while, and she said: "Young people are always innocent, straightforward and cute, and they are so stingy that they are loved."

After finishing speaking, she wiped the corner of her mouth again, and said: "Since you have asked all the questions, I can't avoid the important ones and ignore the minor ones. Let's address your concerns first, and then talk about other things." After finishing speaking, she called a maid and said: "Hua Xiang come see me."

Then he led several people into the bedroom to see Mr. Song who had suffered a stroke.

After Xue Xiujie in this room gave Master Song a pulse check, Xiang'er in that room also came.

Back in the small hall, Mrs. Song asked: "This doctor, how is the master's illness?"

Xue Xiujie frowned. Although he claimed to be a genius doctor, he had only studied medicine with the monks of the White Horse Temple for a few years. It was because staying in the White Horse Temple was really boring, so he wanted to learn some medical principles to recuperate his body.

Of course, this illness can't help him, he thought for a while, and said: "Master Song's stroke is caused by qi and blood disorder and cerebral paralysis, it is difficult to treat, even if he is hanging with a medicine stone, he may not be able to get better. "

Xue Xiujie's words were no different from what the previous doctor said. Mrs. Song nodded, looked at Xiang'er who was standing aside, and said: "Xiang'er, your young master wants to marry you to someone else. I think it's a decision. If you If there is anything else you want to say, let’s say it now, after today there will be no chance.”

Predestined but not related, roughly speaking, it is her and Song Li.Tears flowed before she spoke, Xiang'er looked at Song Li, knelt down slowly, and said, "Second Young Master, I was the one who killed Yingniang."

"What did you say?"

The story in Xiang'er's mouth changed again.

Seven years ago, after Song Li's hard work, Master Song finally agreed to let him take Yingniang as his concubine. The day before Song Li's trip, Master Song went to find Xiang'er alone.

Master Song gave Xiang'er a sachet, and said that the spices in the sachet were imported from overseas, and it had the miraculous effect that the fragrance would last for a hundred days. He wanted to ease the relationship between father and son with Song Li, so he let Xiang'er Persuade Song Li to wear this sachet.

If Song Li likes the sachet, she will tell Song Li that it was given by Master Song, then the relationship between father and son will be softened.Master Song also promised Xiang'er that if she could help the relationship between the two develop, he would give her to Song Li as a concubine.

Xiang'er already fell in love with Song Li, and got the master's order, so when she was matching Song Li's clothes, she hung the sachet given by Master Song on his waist.

Unexpectedly, Song Li was attacked by a bear the next day when he went out with Yingniang.

Xiang'er cried and said: "Master, I shouldn't have accepted the sachet from the master, let alone give you medicine, but all of this is because I love you." She raised her head, looked at Song Li and said, "Master, I I really love you!"

After saying that, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Xiang'er slammed headfirst into the pillar next to her, turning her eyes, she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

Little Treasure was taken aback by surprise. He stared at Xiang'er who was paralyzed on the ground, covered his mouth, swallowed back the sound of surprise, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Song Li also couldn't recover from the shock, he didn't understand how a sachet killed Yingniang, he looked at the maid lying on the ground in confusion, hesitating whether he should go forward or not.

The author has something to say: (picking teeth) Rabbit Author: You are right, the last story is about family affection, and this story is about love. I am really an author of many stories.