It's hard to seal a fool

After Song Qingming came back, he locked himself in the practice room.Fa Cai hoped to see the palm print on his young master's face, he didn't even dare to breathe, and Ping An Xi Le stood on tiptoe to do things. Suddenly, the whole Wuhua courtyard was quiet.

When the Duke returned at noon, he was supposed to eat in the front hall, but when he heard the report from the mansion, he came over without eating.It's just that the door of the house was locked by Song Qingming from the inside, Song Qianyuan opened the window, put his hands on the window and walked in with ease.

In the room, Song Qingming was practicing sword gestures. Although he was holding a ring-shouldered sword used by ordinary warriors, his moves were fierce and decisive, leaving no room for error.

"What's the matter, how old is my brat, and he's still practicing martial arts to vent his anger." Song Qianyuan looked at it for a while, with a smile in his eyes. "Gai Ming'er will give you a good knife for my father!"

Although he was a rough general, he was one of the most handsome men in the capital back then, and Song Qingming's almond eyes were exactly the same as him.

Song Qingming didn't speak, but still made gestures.

"It's not easy for your mother to be alone," Song Qianyuan sighed when he saw this, with a low and gentle voice, "We are men, so we should be more considerate of her."

"After so many years, I have been considerate enough."

At that time, Song Qianyuan's wife Lu Wanyue died of dystocia, leaving only the eldest son Song Qingshu.

But Song Qianyuan was busy with court affairs every day, so naturally he had no time to take care of the inner courtyard, so a few years later, at the suggestion of the Lu family, he married Lu Wanyue's concubine sister, Song Qingming's biological mother, to fill in the house.

However, Mrs. Lu was raised in Zhuangzi since she was a child. When she first came to Beijing that year, she flew on a branch to become a phoenix, but because of her status and words and deeds, she was excluded by a group of noble girls.

She has no freedom in Zhuangzi, and she has to take into account the face of the Duke's Mansion in everything she does, plus she has nothing to do in the mansion for two years...

Song Qianyuan felt a little helpless and rubbed the center of his brows. "You also know that it was not good for her father back then, and she was trapped in this deep house compound, which made her hold back her resentment for many years and became ill."

"It's her fault." Song Qingming flicked his long knife, put it in the sheath neatly, and turned his head to reveal black grape-like eyes. Only now did he have the willfulness of a young man. "All women in the world are like this. She is the only one who beats and scolds because of her sickness, and takes her anger on me!"

"You're right," Song Qianyuan pondered, "but she must regret it very much now, and you know it, right?"

Song Qingming was silent for a while, then replied sullenly: "I don't care about her."

"Little bastard." Song Qianyuan smiled and pulled his wrist up, "Okay, let's eat, you haven't seen the braised pork on the table, it's fragrant and tender..."

"I will not eat!"

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it all."

"……you dare!"

Song Qianyuan slapped him lightly on the forehead, "Why did you talk to your father, no big or small!"

The servants outside the door snickered, their young master was only 15 years old, but he seldom had such a childlike attitude, so he finally calmed down and retreated.

Song Qianyuan persuaded him for a while, and said a bunch of good things to make his son willing to eat lunch. After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he was busy going to the palace to deal with important matters.

"The situation is tense now, and the barbarians in the west are ready to move. Because the second prince has written a letter to lead the battle, the saint may have plans to take the initiative."

"I've done a lot of things with my relatives over the years, but they are not greedy enough to swallow elephants... Princesses are sent over one by one. After all, they still want to burn, kill and rob our people in Dawu."

"You have heard a lot of such things since you were a child. I tell you this, and I hope you can learn something from it."

Song Qingming looked up at Song Qianyuan. "Father……"

"Father, I know your thoughts. But it is still unknown whether this matter can be settled or not. Dawu has been recuperating for a long time, and many veterans are opposed to such a large-scale war. I am afraid that it will waste people and money. In this way, the young and energetic generals may be favored by the saints." .”

The Grandpa Guo was talking in a low voice, looking through the window, Song Qingming held his job bowl and lowered his eyelashes, listening quietly.There was silence for a long time, until the young man's rough voice came out.

"...The child understands."

There are fallen leaves outside.It is the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly. Old leaves fall and new leaves grow. Soon Kazuki will be verdant and verdant. This is the beginning of the year.

Not long after Song Qianyuan left, Ping An came in with a bowl of ice cubes.

"The Duke said that he believes in his son's character, so you can save the dumb boy as a book boy. He will talk to Madam."

Song Qingming nodded and looked at the ice cube. "What is this for?"

"Well... the master ordered it to be taken from the ice cellar. He said he asked the young master to hold it with your hands and apply it to your face. If there is more, you can eat it directly. Anyway, summer is coming soon anyway, so you don't have to worry about freezing."

Song Qingming's face darkened, and she waved her hand to tell Ping An to put it down, and she smiled and retreated.

After lunch, Song Qingming asked Fa Cai to run an errand to find Qin Shou in the shop.

Qin Shou is a doctor of Renhetang. He is very capable at a young age. He is well-known in the capital for his acupuncture and moxibustion skills. There are also rumors that even the current emperor wants to call him an imperial doctor.

Naturally, it was a matter of chasing rumors, but Qin Shou's ability was real.A few years ago, Song Qingming fell from his horse, and it was Qin Shou who rescued him. That time, the two of them were as good as before, and they often walked back and forth after that.

However, I made a fortune in the time of a stick of incense, so I invited the person back, saying that I had come back from the Hou's mansion for treatment, and I happened to meet him.

"What's the matter, was it beaten?"

The dust in front of the house door was flying under the light, Qin Shou stepped on the threshold with a medicine box on his shoulders, wearing a half-worn blue robe, Danfeng had a playful smile in his eyes.

He has a fair complexion, a high nose bridge, and is about 20 years old. Although he is a little short, he looks different from others, with a more casual and indifferent temperament.

Song Qingming glanced at him angrily. "What do you say?"

"I said earlier that your mother suffers from bipolar disorder. Although the symptoms are not serious, she has been ill for a long time, and she will be more irritable to her close family members. You are not biased towards the gun." Qin Shou sat down and put down the medicine box, "It's just your injury, don't call me here."

"Of course I have something to ask you."

Song Qingming lay lazily on the bed, gesturing towards Fa Cai.He retreated knowingly, and led the mute in after a while.Song Qingming turned his head and lay back to side, covering the wound on his face.

Dumb glanced at Qin Shou, and stood inside the door with his hands behind his back.

"Yo? What kind of young master is this? Why have I never seen such a person beside you?" Qin Shou looked sideways.

Song Qingming moved his ears, "It's the young lady I picked up from Nanfeng Pavilion last night, and I'm planning to keep it at home."

"Wow," Qin Shou straightened up immediately, looking from Dumber to Song Qingming, "It's amazing."

"uh-huh."

"I said, why haven't you been looking for me in recent days? It turns out that you only hear newcomers laughing and seeing old ones cry..." Qin Shou propped his head and gave Song Qingming an annoyed look. He wanted to make a joke, but fell into dumb eyes , quite a bit of the feeling of leading the outer room into the door and letting the main room take control.

His eyes became more and more indifferent, he turned his head and was about to leave, when Fa Cai hoped to reach out his hand to stop him.

Song Qingming raised his hand and threw a piece of jade pendant back, "Aren't you a doctor, show him his throat, the consultation money is easy to talk about."

As soon as the words fell, the mute raised his head and glanced at Song Qingming in surprise, but he couldn't see the expression on his face, and couldn't figure out what he was planning.It's just that Song Qingming seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said slowly:

"I just like to yell loudly. You say you are dumb, how boring."

"Ahem," Qin Shou choked on his saliva and coughed loudly.The mute clenched his fists tightly when he heard the words, and a murderous look flashed in Song Qingming's eyes.

Qin Shou said, "Are you serious?"

The look in the hopeful eyes of getting rich has also changed, but the young master has always been used to being naughty, and it's not like he hasn't said such obscene words before, it's just that he has changed his gender.

"What are you still doing, take it down."

So, the two of them set up the mute who was fighting silently with one hand, and led Qin Shou to the wing.Before leaving, Qin Shou glanced at him.

"Don't be serious."

Song Qingming suddenly became angry for no reason, and quickly waved him to get out.

It wasn't until evening that Qin Shou came back. Song Qingming was making tea in the yard, and the red marks on his face had almost disappeared.

"How to say?"

"It should have been poured down with a bowl of poison by life not long ago, and he was so dumb." Qin Shou glanced at Song Qingming, "The attack was really ruthless, and it is more troublesome for ordinary doctors to attack."

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy who was poisoned and dumb?Song Qingming's face turned cold a little bit.

"And you."

Qin Shou raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, "I took action, of course the cure is cured. Now he should be able to make a little sound, but it's best to keep him and talk less, so as not to cause secondary damage to his throat."

"When will it all be healed?" Song Qingming casually played with the teacup, his eyes were rare and cruel.

"You don't really care about that child, do you? You are the son of the Duke's mansion. If you let the Duke and Mrs. Guo know that you have such thoughts, or this matter spreads outside..." Qin Shou Facing Song Qingming's raised eyes, he shivered, "It's only seven days, I prescribed the medicine."

"Well, you should visit my mother again."

"Hey, I only hear the newcomers laugh, but I never hear the old ones cry..."

Song Qingming made a gesture to fight, but Qin Shou ran away with the medicine box.He turned his head, and the mute stood quietly in the shadow, as if he was about to merge with the dim scene and disappear.He suddenly panicked.

"Want tea?" Song Qingming raised his teacup.

The mute glanced at him, turned around and walked inside.

Song Qingming hurriedly chased after him, "Don't go, since Qin Shou said that you want to raise him, then I will definitely not force you to yell loudly, after all, you can't rush this matter, you are still young—"

"Shut up!" Mute stared at him viciously, and managed to utter two words. Although the voice was low and weak, Song Qingming understood the meaning immediately.

"Qin Shou, you really didn't lie to me." On the contrary, he was very happy.

He returned to the original place and sat down. At this time, the sunset glow in the western sky was magnificent, and it was the time when the tired birds were returning to their nests. All kinds of birds were singing one after another, accompanied by the fragrance of tea.Song Qingming took a sip of tea and called Fa Cai over.

Fa Cai came over with a sad face. Today, the young master ordered him back and forth several times. Money has no rights.

Song Qingming glanced at him lightly, and he immediately cheered up.

"Go to the Nanfeng Pavilion and find out about the origin of the mute."

"……Yes!"

The author says:

Persevere in seeking collections and feeding, Qin Shou will not participate in the protagonist's emotional line, and the dumb will not always be dumb, cherish these few chapters of his dumb