My country, you can pinch it

In the depths of winter, there was just a snowfall last night, and the grass and trees in the courtyard were still white. Although the floor tiles under the steps had been cleaned, they were still wet and chilly.

Yang's knee-length dress can no longer be seen, it is so dirty, she kneels and cries, walks on her knees for several steps, and still hasn't gotten up, she looks really pitiful.

When Shang Qingrong looked at her carefully, Yang Shi also became more and more low-key, almost humble, but under the seemingly law-abiding manner, the erratic eyes on his face revealed resentment towards her.

Shang Qingrong twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly wanted to ask: Do you know who is the one who made you so embarrassed and made your son suffer criticism and contempt?

She looked at the man beside her, and never thought of getting Yang Shi up from the beginning to the end, and let her pretend to attract her anger.Thinking of this, Shang Qingrong's eyes turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "Don't provoke me again, Fang Wencheng, if you are a man, and you know what courtesy, righteousness and shame are, then do as I say and get out!"

Yunyang Hou showed embarrassment and anger in his eyes: "You..."

Shang Qingrong raised his chin slightly, his eyes met, and he did not back down.

The two finally reached the point where their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and everyone around them watched carefully with wide-eyed eyes, secretly guessing in their hearts, is it Mrs. Hou who said that the west wind overwhelms the east wind, or that Master Hou straightened his back and the east suppressed the west wind?

"How can this be good?"

Mother Lin looked anxiously here. Although she was annoyed that Marquis Yunyang treated him so lightly, but after all, they were husband and wife, and they didn't want to look at each other as enemies. I'm afraid it's time to go out to persuade the fight.

"No, I have to find a way to persuade her, otherwise Madam and Master Hou will hurt their relationship, and the mother and son will be taken advantage of!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard her little ancestor say in a slightly sarcastic voice: "Nurse, just watch, my father is as strong as paper, and he won't last long." Fang Jinling snorted lightly, "Admit it, just three seconds, no more."

Nanny Lin didn't know how long three seconds was, but the general meaning was clear, and she couldn't help but scolded: "Master is talking nonsense, Lord Hou is Lord Hou anyway, under the eyes of everyone, Madam always cares about her face."

Fang Jinling was taken aback when he heard this, and then suddenly sighed, "It's my mother's fault that my father is so ignorant of himself."

Nanny Lin: "..." She felt that Fang Jinling had really changed after waking up from a coma, and her speech became sharper.

Seeing that Nanny Lin didn't speak, Fang Jinling turned around, raised three fingers, and said with a smile, "Mammy, believe it or not, I counted to three, he should find the steps by himself."

Mother Lin didn't believe it.

Fang Jinling smiled and clasped the first finger: "One..."

At this moment, the scene is exactly as Yang's imagined, Yunyang Hou was completely irritated by Shang Qingrong, and the husband and wife confronted each other.But she was not happy, because Yunyang Hou was watching her secretly.

Although Yunyanghou's face seemed to be full of anger, but the fingers hidden in his sleeves were rubbing irritably. After ten years of gentleness and observation, how could Yang not know what Yunyanghou was thinking?

He wanted to back down, but his poor self-esteem didn't allow him to be humble in public, for fear of spreading the word and making people laugh.

Yang's heart felt a bit shy, and finally stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Yunyanghou's clothes, and persuaded: "Forget it, Lord Hou, let's do what Madam asked."

"Two..." Fang Jinling clasped his second finger.

"Mother!" Fang Jinyu was waiting for his father to take a look at this hateful woman, but he didn't expect his mother to persuade him to make peace!

What a silly child, Yang felt helpless, but if Yunyanghou could really become tough, how could she pass this step, not only would she not, but she would have to set herself on fire.

But it is precisely because of this that she has been able to coax her for so many years and leave the child behind.

Marquis Yunyang looked at her instantly, and Yang Shi pursed her lips, and continued: "Master Hou, don't hurt your husband and wife because of my concubine's status, or I will have trouble sleeping and eating, so I will follow my concubine's status."

"three……"

Finally having a satisfactory step, Yunyanghou couldn't help but ease his expression, and said guiltily: "Would this be too wronged for you?"

Nanny Lin's eyes widened in an instant, and she was actually hit.

Yang shook her head, with tears in her eyes, she smiled empathetically, "I'm not wronged, as long as Lord Hou can reconcile with Madam, what am I?"

Under Yang's repeated persuasion, Yunyanghou reluctantly compromised, and he gave Shang Qingrong a look: "Okay, just do as you say, Yingxue is polite, so don't make trouble."

Nanny Lin: "..."

Suddenly, Fang Jinling laughed softly.

And Shang Qingrong also snorted lightly, not exposing that little trick.

Seeing this, Steward Wang didn't know who to listen to, so he immediately lowered his head and hurried down, but he heard Shang Qingrong call out to him: "Wait a minute."

He stopped immediately, turned his head, and said in a more respectful tone, "Ma'am."

"The young master just woke up. It's a great joy for the Hou Mansion. Let the cashier take ten copper coins and distribute them to everyone at the gate. If you don't have enough, you can take it again, so that passers-by can feel happy together."

Butler Wang quickly responded, and then waited for a while.

Fu Xiang reprimanded: "What are you still doing in a daze, didn't you hear Madam's words?"

"Yes, if Madam has no other orders, I will make arrangements immediately." Steward Wang nodded and bowed, not daring to refute a word.

Shang Qingrong nodded, and then Steward Wang went down, and then she said: "As for the mansion, Qingyue, Fuxiang, this month, everyone in the mansion will be given double the monthly money, and pray for the young master."

As soon as this remark came out, no matter who's eyes lit up instantly, and the servants immediately burst into smiles, whether they were watching the fun openly or hiding in the corner, they all came out one after another at this moment.

"Thank you, madam, young master Da'an!"

"Madam is generous and tolerant, the young master will live a long life!"

"The young master is blessed and blessed, God bless you!"

……

Congratulations and thanks were heard endlessly, the servants acted according to the wind, and soon they didn't even look at the mother and child, and showed their loyalty to Shang Qingrong one by one.

Fu Xiang took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "Everyone go down to work, don't worry about today's affairs, but if I find out who is telling the truth and neglecting their duties, they will be kicked out of the Marquis Mansion and sold!"

"Yes." All the servants tightened their hearts and lowered their heads.

Qing Ye took this opportunity to suggest: "Madam, why don't you hang firecrackers at the door to get rid of bad luck."

Shang Qingrong nodded: "Yes." After speaking, he turned and went back to Fang Jinling's room.

In Shuyun Hospital, the imperial physician has already been invited. Fang Jinling had watched this farce with real emotion before, and after being excited, he felt weak and weak. As soon as the pain came up, he was now dying, and he dared not look up at Shang Rongrong's eyes .

The room was quiet, waiting for the imperial physician to feel the pulse, and when he was pondering, Shang Qingrong asked: "Emperor physician Hu?"

Imperial Physician Hu got up and replied: "Ma'am, since the young master of your mansion is awake, his life is not in danger for the time being. It's just that his body is too exhausted and his blood is exhausted. He must rest carefully and don't let his mood fluctuate any more. The next official will open it again." Take the prescription of vice Huiyuan and solid foundation, take it on time."

Hearing this, the sadness on Shang Qingrong's face finally disappeared, but her brows kept tightening: "Doctor Hu, Ling'er's body has been recuperated by you, it has finally improved a bit, but..."

Imperial Physician Hu is an old imperial physician, looked at Fang Jinling and said with a smile, "Master Gui is a sign of good fortune. Although he suffered a little loss, he didn't know that it was a blessing in disguise, so relax and take good care of him."

"Thank you, Doctor Hu."

Qing Ye said: "The four treasures of the study are ready, please come with me, Imperial Physician Hu."

Qing Ye took Imperial Physician Hu to the outside room to prescribe medicine, Nanny Lin put Fang Jinling's hand into the quilt, and carefully tucked it in. Seeing his eyelashes trembling slightly, she carefully glanced at Shang Qingrong like a deer and then At a glance, I can't help but feel like it.

You dared to hold on to watch the excitement before, but now you know you are afraid?

Shang Qingrong also saw it naturally, she was both angry and amused in her heart, she almost showed doting eyes when she saw this pitiful little appearance, but she finally cleared her throat and called out in a calm voice: "Ling'er. "

Fang Jinling's scalp went numb for a moment, and subconsciously lifted the quilt to cover half of his face, then opened his eyes and said dimly, "Mother, Ling'er's head seems a little dizzy."

"Dizzy? Why didn't you know you were dizzy when you were sitting by the window and blowing the cold wind? Even Nanny Lin couldn't persuade you." Although Shang Qingrong was concerned, she was not fooled by her son's posturing, and gave him another look , "If it's better, can I still show my mother a skill with marksmanship?"

Fang Jinling twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled, lowering her eyebrows obediently to be reprimanded: "Mother, I was wrong..."

Shang Qingrong raised the corners of his mouth: "Do you still dare?"

Fang Jinling shook his head lightly, stretched out his thin white hands from under the quilt, grabbed Shang Qingrong's sleeve beside the bed, tugged lightly, and said weakly: "Ling'er doesn't dare, don't be so angry .”

This cautiously ingratiating appearance made Shang Qingrong's last bit of anger disappear, leaving only full of pity.

Although Fang Jinling has been in poor health since he was a child, he has a good temper and is by no means a lively child who does not listen to persuasion. Shang Qingrong knows that he is worried about her for being so headstrong today.

She raised her hand and gently stroked her son's face, with guilt and relief in her eyes: "Ling'er is so sensible, even if the sky falls, mother will cheer up. But you must be good, mother really can't stand you like this." Get scared again!"

Shang Qingrong recalled these two days, still with fear.

But these words made Fang Jinling's heart ache, and even his head ached. His forehead was so painful that it swelled up and down. The strong emotions left by the original owner seemed to have not left. Feeling the same, Fang Jinling directly shed tears .

If it hadn't been for him to come back from the dead body and wake up again, if Fang Jinling was really gone, what would Shang Qingrong, who had lost her beloved son, face her husband's betrayal and her concubine's coercion?

Fang Jinling's heart was heavy, he raised his wet eyes to look directly at Shang Qingrong, and said slowly but firmly: "Ling'er must cherish herself, and never let mother worry about it." She also carried the original body's last wish to protect you well.

Shang Qingrong suddenly broke into a smile and nodded in relief.

After a while, Shilipiao's "fragrant" soup was brought out, a bowl full of it, Fang Jinling wanted to close his eyes when he saw it, and 'passed out'.

The original owner grew up soaking in medicine jars, so he was probably used to it, but it didn't mean he could bear it. Thinking of dragging this sick body in the future and dealing with Chinese herbal medicine all year round, Fang Jinling couldn't love it.

"Ling'er, I've taken some medicine."

Shang Qingrong pushed his son, but seeing no movement, he couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, and urged: "What are you hiding, drink quickly."

"Mom, I'm asleep, let's drink later."

"Hey, go to sleep after drinking."

Fang Jinling acted like he didn't hear it.

"After so many years of drinking, how come you're not used to it?" Shang Qing asked sullenly.

I'm new here and haven't gotten used to it yet, so please bear with me.Fang Jinling answered silently in her heart.

So Shang Qingrong lowered his voice and said: "Ling'er, if you don't cooperate, you'll have to pour some medicinal juice at that time, changing your clothes and changing your bed is the next thing, and I'll have another bowl..."

Fang Jinling suddenly woke up faintly, with a miserable look on his face.

Shang Qingrong scooped it up with a spoon: "Hey, mother."

"Mother, I'll drink it myself." Waiting for Shang to feed him lightly, wouldn't he be the same as Ling Chi?It is enough to be touched by maternal love once, and there is no need to experience the bitterness and sweetness again.

Fang Jinling frowned with eyebrows that could kill a fly, drained the full amount of concoction, and then shrank into the quilt angrily, his funny little appearance made Shang smiled lightly.

Fang Jinling secretly opened his eyes, seeing the happy smile in Shang Qingrong's eyes, he couldn't help but cock his mouth.

However, at this time, the little girl Suyun came in and said: "Madam, Master Hou is here, saying he is here to visit the young master."