Whose Evil in the Red Chamber

"Why is your face so red? Could it be that the wound has delayed the fever?" Wei Zhen saw that the whole face of the fair-faced young master in front of him suddenly turned red with fire, and he couldn't help but asked worriedly, while He reached out to touch Jing Xuan's forehead.

This fool!Jing Xuan was so angry that he couldn't help venting his anger at the child who didn't even understand the situation. After a long while, Jing Xuan actually laughed.

Forget it, he has lived two lifetimes, and the more he lives, the more he goes back. It seems that this kung fu of showing emotions and anger is really lost. No matter how dumbfounded this fool is, he is only a ten-year-old child, silly Stupid, he's blushing and thick necked here, it's really ridiculous.Left and right, he still has to watch slowly, if it is suitable, this silly boy can become his useful person, and the future will be long.

"I'm most afraid of pain, what should I do?" Jing Xuan suppressed the anger all over his body, and looked at the big man in front of him with a smile.

"This...or else, just bite me if it hurts." Wei Zhen thought about it and thought it was a good idea.

"Since that's the case, I'll try." Jing Xuanyuan didn't want the big fool to give him any good advice. He knew in his heart that although the injury was small and pitiful, if it wasn't treated in time and changed, he would still He had to suffer a serious crime before his body recovered, and he didn't want to lie back on the bed and not be able to move for half a month.Wei Zhen suggested that it was really a child's idea to let him bite him, no matter how afraid he was of pain, he would not be able to do such a thing, even biting a ten-year-old child!

"Master, let's wait for the master to come back." Zhang Wenzhi, who had been silent for a long time, saw that Jing Xuan really asked Wei Zhen to treat his wound, so he couldn't help persuading Jing Xuan. Seeing that Jing Xuan was noncommittal, he turned to Wei Zhen and said, "Wei Zhen, You have only studied medicine with your husband for a year, can you do it?"

"This little scratch is nothing. I have learned a lot from my husband. A few days ago, Uncle Wang's donkey broke its leg, and I picked it up. It was a much more serious injury than this. You Look at that donkey, isn’t it fine now? Its legs are all healed, and Uncle Wang was afraid that it might be lame before!” Seeing that Zhang Wenzhi didn’t trust him, Wei Zhen quickly brought up the matter of helping the donkey to set the bones.

It doesn't matter what he said, Jing Xuan's face almost turned green again, good, good, compare him to a donkey.

"Wen Zhi, don't talk about it, just let him do it." Jing Xuan said this with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Zhang Wenzhi saw that Jing Xuan had made up his mind, and a few more words of persuasion were still useless, so he couldn't help but feel anxious, but at this moment, he saw that Wei Zhen had already helped Jing Xuan's injured arm, and first cut the surrounding fabric with scissors. The small piece stuck to the wound was left, and then steamed with hot water for a while.

Although doing these movements is a bit painful, it is within the tolerable range. Seeing that Wei Zhen is really skilled in the movements, Jing Xuan has let go of a lot of uneasiness in his heart. Looking at this Wei Zhen with vigor, he saw that his slightly dark face was very focused. When he looked carefully, there was a pair of heroic leopard eyes on his not-so-good face. Being bright and focused, another familiar face appeared before Jing Xuan's eyes.

This child has the same eyes as that person, and his focused expression is so similar.The expression was a little dazed, and Jing Xuan suddenly felt a sharp pain like tearing on his arm, and Jing Xuan subconsciously bit Wei Zhen's shoulder.

"Okay, bear with it, you'll be fine after taking the medicine." Wei Zhen didn't seem to feel the pain of being bitten by Jing Xuan at all, took out the prepared medicine powder and sprinkled it on Jing Xuan's wound, and gave him Bandaged it up.

After the throbbing pain passed, Jing Xuan realized that he had actually bit a child, and couldn't help feeling very sorry. Although he was a bad-tempered person, he didn't discriminate between right and wrong. Looking at the bandaged arm Neat and neat, and then thinking that the bite I just bit on someone was not light, I rarely asked with concern: "Is your shoulder okay?"

"No, you see, the skin is not broken. I was bitten by a cat a while ago and it hurts much more than this. I have always had rough skin and thick flesh, so I am not afraid of this." Wei Zhen smirked nonchalantly.

How many times is this?Comparing him first to a donkey, and then to a cat? !Jing Xuan's rare concern was instantly dissipated by this sentence, you fool!

Zhang Wenzhi hurriedly coughed and said, "Master, you see that the wound has been healed, the hot water is almost cold, you should take a bath quickly."

Well, he was so angry that he forgot about it. Jing Xuan felt that getting angry with a silly boy would only make him unhappy, so he simply ignored him and asked Zhang Wenzhi to take a bath for him.

"The wound should not get wet. If it gets wet, be careful of festering." Wei Zhen quickly reminded.

"If you have nothing to do, help out together and hold the young master's arm." Zhang Wenzhi said hurriedly.

Seeing that Zhang Wenzhi's servant was clumsy and out of order, Jingxuan acquiesced in Wei Zhen's help. In contrast, although Wei Zhen's speech was choking and his temper was too dull, and he looked rough, but He knows how to serve more people than Zhang Wenzhi, and those who don't know, think that Wei Zhen was born as a servant.

However, Jing Xuan's heart moved. This Zhang family, obviously a servant of the Lin family, raised the eldest son so delicately and could read and write. If he didn't lack a companion to read, his family would not let him enter the mansion. As an errand, with such a style, I don't know what his family is planning.

After he finished bathing, Wu Xi also brought back new clothes from outside. Although the material was much rougher than his original one, there was no choice for him right now.

After Jing Xuan changed his clothes, Wu Xi naturally knew that his arm was injured. He knew that Wei Zhen had treated the wound, so he nodded. Jing Xuan was about to speak, but saw Wei Zhen looking at him eagerly. His eyes were full of pleading looks, and he didn't look at the look that made him dazzled just now, but looked like a very pitiful big dog.

Seeing Wei Zhen's appearance, Jingxuan knew that he was looking forward to pleading for the big black dog. Anyway, he still wanted this child to be his helper. He really didn't want to compete with a big black dog.

"Sir, I'm fine now. The wound was also treated by Wei Zhen. I also learned about the story of him and the big dog from Wen Zhi. Knowing how to repay kindness is a gentleman's virtue. I was only slightly injured. It will be fine in two days, sir, don't blame Wei Zhen and his benefactor for me." After Jing Xuan finished speaking slowly, he saw a look of joy and gratitude flashing in Wei Zhen's eyes. It must have shaken.

Hearing this, Wu Xi glanced at Jing Xuan, nodded, and then said to Wei Zhen: "In that case, it's fine this time, but if Heizi hurts people again, I won't allow you to keep him at home anymore." .”

Wei Zhen nodded quickly: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely keep it under control, and it won't hurt anyone again."

Wu Xi nodded slightly, ordered Wei Zhen and Zhang Wenzhi to clean up the house, and then took Jing Xuan to the school behind.

The school was formed by merging two houses. It looks clean and simple. There is only one path leading to the school outside the window. On both sides are the medicine fields planted by Wu Xi, which looks a bit bland.

At this time, the school was empty, Wu Xi let Jing Xuan sit down, and looked at Jing Xuan with a slightly relieved look: "It's rare that you are so polite at such a young age, your mother taught you very well." Wu Xiyin said the following words, this You really have the same generous temper as your father.

It's a pity that Wu Xi will soon know that the temper of the child in front of him is not the slightest difference from the master he has been thinking about.

Jing Xuan looked at the disfigured Mr. Wu in front of him, and he couldn't help but have his own ideas in his heart. My mother is a wonderful person, and she is not an easy woman in terms of thoughts and strategies. This Wu Xi can get her complete love. Trust seems to have an inevitable connection with the fire in the East Palace they mentioned.His biological father probably had an inseparable relationship with the Eastern Palace, perhaps, he also died in the fire?

It's a pity that there are no channels around him to learn about political affairs, so he can only hide these questions secretly in his heart. He is still too young, so neither his mother nor Mr. Wu in front of him will tell him these things.

However, since his mother trusted this Mr. Wu so much, he might as well try to see if this Wu Xi is trustworthy, although at least for now, this Mr. Wu is not enough for him to trust.

At this time, Wu Xi had already prepared the "Three Character Classic", the Four Treasures of the Study and other things for Jing Xuan to use. Jing Xuan had studied the "Three Character Classic" with his mother Zhou before, but he only knew the characters and did not practice them. Although Zhou himself She can read and write, but she was worried that her handwriting would be too delicate to affect Jing Xuan, so she didn't teach him to write.

Therefore, Wu Xi, who understood his situation, began to teach him how to write from today. Jing Xuan looked at the copybook that Wu Xi had written for him, and couldn't help but praise him in his heart. This is Wu Xi's magnificent and thick calligraphy. Even in the previous life, this can compare with many people.

Jing Xuan's impression of Wu Xi is a bit better, but it's a pity that such a teacher, if it is an ordinary child, has a bit of talent and can learn a bit, it's a pity that he is a person, However, his handwriting cannot be written with such a vigorous atmosphere. In his previous life, many people said that his handwriting was too soft and charming, and he had no strength of character.

The most important thing is, he really doesn't want to change it, he just likes to write soft and charming words, what's the matter?

Thinking this way in his heart, Jing Xuan's face was still full of details. After he traced half of the copybook, Wei Zhen and Zhang Wenzhi over there cleaned up the husband's room and moved to the school.