bestfiction Chapter 122 Just live
Chapter 122 Just live
Seeing this, Duke Qi quickly waved his hand and said:
"Don't ask any more questions. Heng'er has finally gotten better, and he's come home to eat today despite his illness. Your aunt and I are very happy. Hurry up, let's eat."
Everyone was sent away before they could even ask a question, and some of them dispersed with a sense of reluctance.
Su Li and Xi Jie'er were taken away by their aunt to the women's table.
Before leaving, Su Li gave him a secret look.
Huan Ge'er nodded silently to indicate that he received it!
Don't worry, he already knows what's going on today. He will definitely take good care of his disabled but strong-willed father and help him block all external interference.
Lady Qi pulled Su Li to sit beside her and asked kindly:
"Li'er, Heng'er is our nephew. Now that he's well, you should come visit us more often."
Su Li thought to herself: When Pei Heng was dying, why didn't you guys visit Qingshan Court more often to see him? Now that he's better and you think he's profitable, you're going to go around again? How shameless!
However, she smiled, maintaining her usual gentle and weak image in front of others, and said:
"Aunt is right. If my husband is in good health, we will definitely come and visit more often. But if... Aunt, then there is nothing we can do!"
The wife of the Duke of Qi sighed and said:
"Alas, since ancient times, God has been jealous of talented people. Li'er, did the doctor tell me how likely it is that Heng'er can stand up again?"
They already knew about Pei Heng's encounter with the miracle doctor, the news came from the imperial concubine.
But the Imperial Concubine's explanation was vague, saying only that Pei Heng had personally submitted a memorial to the Emperor, his handwriting weak and limp. She also heard that not long ago, he had entered the palace and had a secret conversation with the Emperor for half a day, but no one knew what they discussed.
During this period, the emperor had Doctor Zheng arrested and severely beaten with fifty boards. Doctor Zheng died after being beaten with thirty boards, but the eunuch who was in charge of the execution still beat him with a full fifty boards before dragging Doctor Zheng out of the palace like a dead dog.
When the imperial concubine heard the news and wanted to see Pei Heng, she was stopped outside. When Pei Heng left the palace, he was also tightly guarded by Shun Dajian, and not even a corner of his clothes could be seen.
The imperial concubine was anxious and asked them to find an opportunity to investigate.
The eyes of the wife of the Duke of Qi were full of anticipation.
Su Li also sighed, with tears in her eyes, and said:
"The doctor reattached my husband's limbs, but he also said he can only move with some difficulty. If he wants to recover as usual, I'm afraid... Aunt, I've thought about it too. I wish he could be alive, ah!"
After saying that, he took the handkerchief and began to press the corners of his eyes.
Seeing her foolish expression, unable to conceal her inner thoughts, and her genuine sorrow, which did not seem fake, the Lady of the Duke of Qi stopped questioning her. She simply patted her hands, served her the food herself, and said,
"Okay, enough talking. Just being alive is good enough, I don't ask for anything else. Let's eat our food, we're all together today, let's not talk about these unhappy things."
"Yes!" Su Li nodded obediently and followed suit.
The Duke of Qi's mansion originally had over a dozen legitimate daughters, concubines, and cousins. Upon learning that Pei Heng was coming today, each one was overjoyed and secretly competed to dress up to the nines, eager to show off in front of their beloved.
result……
Alas, even the male god will grow old one day...
At the dinner table, Su Li could repeatedly hear the sound of broken hearts.
Pei Heng looked so miserable that no one dared to toast him. Huan Ge'er even served the dishes himself and fed Pei Heng small mouthfuls of food with a spoon. But after a few bites, Pei Heng shook his head.
"Can't eat anymore."
Duke Qi hurriedly asked, "But the food is not to your taste?"
Pei Heng shook his head weakly.
Huan Ge'er looked worried: "Father, the doctor said that you have to eat even if you have no appetite. Only by eating can you get better faster."
But no matter how much he was persuaded, Pei Heng refused to eat.
Huan Ge'er then said to the Duke of Qi:
"Uncle, my father has been lying in bed for three years and his condition has been severely damaged. Several relatives have come today and he is really exhausted. Please forgive me, uncle."
The Duke of Qi frowned so hard that he could kill a mosquito.
He said helplessly:
"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Do you want to go to the side room and rest for a while?"
Pei Heng shook his head and said, "No, I've been lying alone for three years, and now I'm happy to see such a lively atmosphere. Uncle, don't pay attention to me, just eat your own food."
After saying that, he covered his mouth and coughed weakly.
With Pei Heng like this, who would still have the heart to eat at the dinner table? Everyone ate this meal cautiously, not daring to breathe.
In the end, Qi was fair:
"Forget it. It's really hard for you to go out and about in your condition. Uncle won't keep you for tea or a chat. Go back and rest early."
Huan Ge'er hurried to find Su Li and Xi Jie'er, and the family quickly gathered together.
Pei Heng apologized:
"I originally wanted to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to get together with my uncle, aunt, and all the relatives, but my health is really unable to do so. Uncle, Heng'er is leaving."
The Duke of Qi quickly asked someone to send him out, fearing that he would faint if he was a moment late.
Watching Pei Heng and his family get on the carriage and leave.
The Duke of Qi's originally smiling face gradually turned cold, and he turned to ask his wife:
"How to say?"
The wife of the Duke of Qi said, "It seems it's still useless. I heard about that Su from a long time ago. She's a fool with nothing in her heart. She can't hide anything."
After a long while, Duke Qi said softly:
"Well, being a rich and idle person is better than losing your life."
Although this nephew is good, unfortunately he is not on the same page with them.
Pei Heng and Li Qian were as close as brothers. If they had not been so obsessed with the truth three years ago, they would not have been forced to resort to such a desperate measure and bear the pain of letting him end up like this.
Now that it's half-dead, it's no longer a threat.
"I'll talk to the Empress later. After all, he's my nephew. Please stop killing him."
As soon as he got on the carriage, Pei Heng shook off his decadence and began to rummage through the secret compartments of the carriage looking for something to eat.
"I'm starving. There's a table full of delicious food but I can only look at it but not eat it. Brother Huan, have a piece of cake." Pei Heng munched on the cake himself and did not forget to share a piece with his son.
Huan Ge'er said, "Father, you don't believe them."
Pei Heng swallowed a piece of cake in two or three gulps and said bluntly: "Yes."
Huan Ge'er seemed to be lost in thought. He ate the cake slowly but stopped talking. He wrote down the words silently in a small notebook in his mind.
Xi Jie'er looked up and said, "Mother, I'm not full either."
Su Li laughed out loud, looking at the hungry ghost family and said:
"I know! Can I have someone send a table of food back from Su Ji?"
"Great!"
……
The next morning, Xie An and Song Ci came to the door at the same time.
"Aunt Su, I have no choice but to go to the palace tomorrow. I came here specially to give you and the general a festival gift."
Xie An was chewing on an elbow while holding chicken legs, braised beef, duck necks, and chicken feet in his hands, stuffing them into his mouth desperately.
Xi Jie'er couldn't bear to watch any longer and said, "Eat slowly, it's all yours, I won't fight with you. Brother Xie, doesn't your mother even let you eat at home?"
Xie An puffed up his cheeks and said, "Oh, it's all tears if I talk too much. My mother said I should burn my head on the beam and prick my legs with a needle, starving my body and tormenting my mind. Ah... ah!"
Su Li really liked the way he ate so voraciously! If Huan Ge'er had half the appetite of Xie An, she wouldn't have to worry every day.
Song Ci said, "How can you educate a child like that? Xie An, I think you should stop reading this useless book. You can't understand it anyway. Why don't you just practice martial arts with me?"
"You?" Xie An looked at Song Ci and shook his head. "You can't do that. All you have are fancy moves."
Song Ci snorted and said, "Little brat, do you still look down on me?"
"It's not that I look down on you, but if I were to learn martial arts, I would learn the real skills of killing enemies in battle from General Pei, the kind that uses real swords and guns." Xie An stared at Pei Heng with a sharp gaze.
The only two heroes in his mind are his grandfather and General Pei.
My grandfather is old. Now he applies plasters at home every day. There is one on his forehead, two on his temples, and I don’t know how many on his body. He has lost all his former vigor.
But General Pei is so powerful!
In a patch of green shade, Pei Heng, holding a silver spear, spun around and jumped up. The sharp silver spear was as powerful as a bamboo that could break through anything. A gust of cold wind blew wherever it passed. He was so frightened that he wanted to kneel down and worship it.