[comprehensive] superior skills

In the same month, a major event happened at the Xunyan Yushi Mansion far away in Yangzhou.

Lin Ruhai, who was the doctor of Lantai Temple and the censor of salt at that time, was hit by a startled horse and broke his legs on the way to Shangya.All the doctors who have seen it say that even if they get better in the future, there will be some obstacles.

Lin Ruhai didn't dare to abolish the public with personal interests, so he sent someone to send a booklet to Beijing overnight to sue the old man to beg for his bones.

After the sage's reexamination, the imperial government approved the magistrate of Yangzhou to temporarily take the post of inspecting the salt censor, and Lin Ruhai moved to be the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and entered the post after he recovered from his injury.

After Lin Ruhai received the order, he immediately sorted out his family property and moved back to the Lin family's other courtyard in the suburbs. When he could get up, he immediately went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors regardless of the exhaustion of the horses and horses.

In the dead of night, Lin Ruhai avoids the old slave beside him, leaning on a cane, kowtows in front of his ancestors to express his gratitude.

"The unworthy descendant Lin Hai respectfully informs you that since Hai took over the ancestral hall, not only has he not been able to restore the glory of his ancestors, but he has almost cut off the bloodline of the Lin family because of a single thought.

He walked a few steps on his knees and wept with tears: "Thanks to our ancestors for not giving up, I woke up a foolish seed in a dream. From now on, I will stand upright and put aside those useless thoughts. If I am lucky enough to have a child in the future Bannv, come and thank God again!"

Seeing that the dust had settled, Song Ci, who was hiding in the dark, released the airship and took off.

This airship was forged by the three dwarf brothers from the strongest golden-type god wood. It looks like a green olive on the outside, and the inner wall is covered with magic stones of various attributes. In a single thought, heaven and sea are omnipotent.

In the last few decades of the wizarding world, Song Ci and the three brothers spent the best time in the airship. When she left, she only took this item shared by the four of them as a souvenir.

In order to marry the Feng family as soon as possible, Song Ci came to Yangzhou at night and used the same trick to make Lin Daddy have an unforgettable nightmare.

In his dream, he saw his daughter transform from a lady in the official mansion after she was orphaned to a grass-roots person whose life is thinner than paper. Even servants with a bit of face can come up and stick their fingers, and they are even compared to an actor in public.

Everyone in the world says that whores are ruthless and actors are meaningless. It is so sad that the prostitute of the Lin family, who is a noble fifth generation, is reduced to being on the same level as the two.

After finally reaching the year of marriage, the cousin who was the only childhood sweetheart who fell in love with each other was coaxed into marrying a fake bride. In the end, the two of them died and the other became a monk, and they were all gone.

"360 days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost and the sword are fierce."

Lin Ruhai thought of the days his daughter had endured, and he almost went crazy, and he also forgot that he was in a dream, and he just wished he could fly to Jia's mansion immediately and make a mess of him.

It wasn't until a violent shout came from above his head that his heart and soul settled down.

An elderly man with a blurred face floated in mid-air, claiming to be entrusted by the ancestors of the Lin family to remind future generations to remember the precept of Fengwu.

"Now the front is over, you can go."

With a wave of the old man's sleeve, Lin Ruhai woke up from the dream, and in his hand was the "Funeral Flower Ci" written by Daiyu.

Lin Ruhai, who came to his senses after only a short sleep, no longer had the idea of ​​devoting himself to death. There are so many talents in the world, but there are only their father and daughter left in the Lin family.

He knew very well that if he didn't plan well, let alone escape from the stagnant water in the south of the Yangtze River, he might be in danger of ruining his family.

Then there was the subsequent shocking event.

Although Lin Ruhai suffered physical injuries, she finally got what she wanted, and she just waited to go to Beijing to bring her daughter back to her family for a reunion.

As long as he lives well, even if he only takes a casual job in the Ministry of Rites, with the connections and wealth of the Lin family, the Jia family will not dare to treat their daughters any longer.

If he can have another son, Daiyu's mother's family can rely on him, even if Jia Baoyu doesn't like economic and official careers, it doesn't matter if he has a heart for Yu'er, so it doesn't matter.

Lin Ruhai was looking forward to a pair of children, and suddenly recalled that in the dream, when the old man talked about the ring of Fengwu, a kind-faced woman appeared in his mind, and there was a seal on the embroidered purse in her hand.

Because of this, after Lin Ruhai came to Beijing, he was searched carefully, and he found a widow in the suburbs of Beijing. He was about 30 years old, and his family was rich and famous. other relatives.

Feng's marriage has been fixed, and Song Ci went to the salt merchants in Yangzhou in order to let her stand upright after marriage and avoid the idleness of the first wife's natal family.

Every year when the salt merchants fight for wealth, I don't know how much gold and silver are thrown into the water for nothing. Since they are all unnecessary, it is better to save them for Feng's makeup.

When Jia Min got married, it was the time when the Duke's Mansion was at its most prosperous, and she was Shi Taijun's old beloved daughter. For the sake of her daughter's dignity, Jia's mother and the old Duke almost gave up their private houses, and I don't know how much red makeup was tied up. human eye.

Although Feng's step-wife cannot overwhelm the limelight of his first wife, he must also be able to support the appearance of being the head of the house, especially since she is still a widow.

Lin Ruhai would treat her kindly if she had a reminder from her ancestors, but as the former Yue's family, the Jia family would definitely pick on the person who was about to replace her daughter with the greatest malice, let alone Lin Daiyu in the middle.

Just looking at their attitude towards Jia She's filling in the house, one can imagine the future situation of the Feng family, not to mention that Feng's family is not as good as the newly married Mrs. Xing from the outside.

The status cannot be changed, and the dowry can no longer be inferior to others, so Song Ci can only work hard to rob the rich and help the poor.

They picked out many unmarked antique artifacts from house to house, such as bonsai carved in ivory, carp leaping over the dragon gate polished by amethyst, malachite silver wares that are about to be marquised, and many unnamed treasures, as well as precious medicinal materials and wood, which are worth far more than Much higher than the previous ones from the Xue family.

These wealthy merchants have always had the habit of saving dowries for their newborn children and grandchildren, which happened to be cheaper for people like Song Ci who lacked common knowledge of ancient marriage customs. After collecting 88 sets of dowries, they picked out some orphan copies Calligraphy and painting, keep Feng's family to give away in the future.

When Song Ci came back from Yangzhou, he immediately took two boxes of jewelry and jade and a box of gold and silver to the century-old shop to make wedding jewelry. He also ordered a coat inlaid with [-] pink pearls, specially reserved for Feng's family. Wear it when meeting guests.

After more than a month of busy work, not only the King Yinjiao and the chickens and ducks in his family have grown up a lot, but also all the dowry of the cheap mother is sealed in the warehouse, just waiting for Lin Ruhai to propose marriage.

At this moment, Song Ci received the news that the elder brother of Sibeile Mansion was critically ill.

Brother Honghui, who had just had a common fever, contracted smallpox overnight. He just complained of pain for the first two days. After the pox turned into pus, he was completely burned and confused, and he couldn't even swallow water.

The concubine Fujin Ulanara wished to replace him with his own body, but he could only watch helplessly as his only son's illness worsened day by day.

Sibeile Yinzhen resigned from his job when he was notified of his critical illness in the Imperial Hospital, and stayed wholeheartedly in the mansion hoping for a miracle to happen, but unfortunately things backfired.

Seeing that Fujin, who is dignified and respectful on weekdays, washes his face with tears every day, no matter what the rules are, he just stays in front of his son's bed; and the eldest son who once placed high hopes on him no longer looks at him with expectant and eager eyes, and can only Lying there waiting to die without knowing anything about personnel, Yinzhen's heart ached like a knife.

He knew that Honghui would not be able to get over this hurdle.

"Master, please find a way to save our son!"

Kneeling, Wulanala rushed over, hugged Yinzhen's leg and wept, "Honghui is the only son of my concubine, without him, what hope do I have! I beg Lord Belle, for the sake of our husband and wife, Think of a way, as long as I can save him, even if it takes my life, I will be willing!"

Yinzhen closed his eyes, held back his first wife's shoulder with tears in his hands, and said to Su Peisheng who had been waiting by him, "Go get the jade box from the study."

Su Peisheng's heart skipped a beat. At first he thought that Lord Baylor might keep that thing in a critical moment, but he was willing to use it on brother Honghui.

He didn't dare to delay at the moment, and rushed to fetch the jade box.

Yinzhen rubbed the thing in his hand with mixed feelings. He thought he would never use this thing in his life, but he didn't expect to slap his mouth so soon.

If there is a spirit in the sky, Honghui is saved because of this, and he is determined not to hide it from Huang Ama, but if he is to give up his son's life for the illusory future, and dream back at midnight in the future, what face will he have to see his eldest son who died young?

Let it go, at most, he will just be an idle king in the future.

Seeing that Yinzhen was holding the jade box without saying a word, Ulanara, who was looking forward to it, thought it was some kind of magic medicine, and hurriedly grabbed it and wanted to feed it to his son, but when he saw that it was just a piece of red silk inside, he immediately collapsed. The ground hissed: "Honghui! My poor son!"

Yinzhen couldn't bear to see her sad, but also feared that there would be no joy in the end, so he could only turn his head and asked someone to hang the red silk on the highest branch at the door, and asked Su Peisheng to guard him personally. If there was any abnormality, he would report it immediately.

All that can be done is done, and the only thing left is to resign to fate.

The couple, one at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed, stared at Hong Hui intently, for fear of losing their son by mistake.

The room was eerily quiet, only the sound of Honghui's heavy breathing.

Hearing the door slamming, Su Peisheng rushed in panting, "Master Baylor, it's amazing! As soon as the servant tied the silk up, a swarm of bees flew over, circled and formed arrays, and the servant chased after him." Following them to the garden, a girl appeared out of nowhere, saying that she was destined to be with our elder brother and came to save him from the catastrophe!"

"Invite people in!"

Yinzhen suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and looked at the open door. After a few breaths, a graceful young woman in a bamboo green gauze dress and a veiled hat walked in with the hem of the skirt.

"May I ask your honorable name?"

Yinzhen faintly looked at the person coming, trying to study through the white gauze in front of the veiled hat.

"You don't need to know who I am," Song Ci said, "I'm here today only for the elder brother of the family."

The few people in the room only felt that there was an ethereal and ethereal fairy sound that seemed to fall from the clouds, lingering and dissipating in their ears.

Ulanara hurriedly begged: "Please also ask the girl to save Honghui, the family will definitely thank you!"

Song Ci nodded, and went to the bed, and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy lying on it. His naked/exposed skin was covered with abscesses, and he was burning like charcoal and steaming.

He took out a silver box with his hands, took out a golden flower bud from it, squeezed it lightly, and a stream of clear spring flowed along Hong Hui's lips into his throat, and then flowed all over his body with the blood.

This kind of flower bud is a specialty of the magical world. It functions like a water bladder in the real world, but the volume inside is much larger.

Song Ci was afraid that it would be inconvenient to use spring water occasionally in the future, so he specially selected some flower buds to be filled with spring water of different effects according to the three colors of gold, pink, and purple, and put them in silver boxes. Brother Honghui was the first user just now. .

Time passed little by little, and with the withering of the flower buds, the pustules on Honghui's body gradually calmed down and dissipated, and his skin color returned to normal without leaving any scars.

Yinzhen and his wife, who were staring at Song Ci's movements, were excited and wanted to take a closer look, but they were afraid of delaying the treatment, so they felt a little restless.

Before the two could open their mouths to ask for evidence, Hong Hui on the bed opened his eyes and called out for hunger, but when he saw no one was paying attention, he hurriedly called Erniang again.

Only then did Ulanara recover from the surprise, and rushed over to hold his son's little hand, and asked tearfully, "Honghui, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Hong Hui shook his head, "Emiang, I want to eat candied red bayberry, but it tastes bad in my mouth."

"Okay, you can eat whatever you want!"

Seeing that his son was doing well, Wulanara's heart was in order, and he ordered the servants outside the house in repeated voices: "Let the small kitchen make some easy-to-digest food, and bring in a few plates of candied fruit first, there must be candied red bayberries!"

Compared with Fujin, who is full of eyes and only has a son, Sibeile naturally dare not neglect Song Ci, a great hero with a lot of history. Seeing that Honghui has returned to his former life, he salutes: "My wife is nothing, please bear with me."

"It's okay, it's just a mother's heart."

Song Ci walked out of the door one step ahead, and handed the withered flower buds to Yinzhen's hands, "It's a good life to teach big brother, and there will be good fortune in the future."

Immediately, he summoned a small boat, which rose quietly against the wind, and turned into a little bit of starlight and dissipated in the air, leaving only Sibeile holding the flower bud in place, stunned.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: If I let you see the sun without sunglasses, your eyes will be dazzled.

Yinzhen:……

Song Ci: Dreams are mostly beautified, just be happy.

Lin Ruhai: ...