Chapter 492: Handling (Part 1)

When he returned to Cao's mansion, Cao Yong was still worried. He invited the imperial physician to come and see him again, so he felt relieved.

After Laba Festival, it is now the New Year Festival. Not only are ordinary people reluctant to invite doctors to their homes because they are not willing to go to the hospital.

Fortunately, the imperial doctor was invited by the Cao family. Cao Yong prepared a generous medical fee, so there was no point in saying that.

Although Mr. Zhuang was older, Tong Zhiran was half a year old friend. He heard that he had injured his arm, so he rushed over to visit him.

Because when Zhang Yi came back to pick up the carriage, he had already reported to Cao Yin, so Cao Yin also knew it. He heard that they were back and came to the front yard guest room.

For a moment, half of the people in the room were all worried about Zhiran's injuries, and they were worried. This New Year's Day was also hurt and suffered a lot.

Zhiran just smiled slightly and couldn't tell what was the pain.

The tiger bone glue and tortoise shell paste from Renjitang in Qianmen have just been sent to buy it, and they have already sent it to decoct the medicine and bring it to you.

Perhaps there was something calming in it, Zhiran felt a little sleepy after drinking it. When everyone saw it, they said a few words in Zhiran's room and came out.

Cao Yong talked about the reasons for the accident in the morning. When he heard that he was Mububa, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but frown.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to Cao Yin and his son: "Sir, the eldest son, I still have some inside information about Prince Shuncheng."

"Oh, since that's the case, Xia Qing talks in our study!" Although he has not been in the capital for many years, Cao Yin has also heard of the "hobby" of Shuncheng County Prince Mububa.

Today, Zhiran was injured in the carriage of the royal palace again, and Cao Yin was also a little confused.

When Cao Yong heard this, he recalled Mububa's expression when he looked at Zhiran, and seemed to be very happy. He thought it was because he was extremely lustful. He was not distinguished by monks and laymen. When he saw that the young monk was born well, he felt itchy. Is there anything else in it?

Speaking of which, today is not the first time Mububa saw it. There was another time before, in the theater at the front door.

It was before Laba that Mr. Zhuang took Zhiran to the theater in Qianmen to listen to the opera.

I don’t know what the iron-hat prince was trying to get. He actually came to a light car and took a few people to watch the show in the theater.

When others entered the theater, they always looked on the stage. Mububaco was fine, his eyes seemed to be ineffective. On the stage, the ground was falling from the stage, and finally his eyes stuck to Zhiran, who was listening to the opera under the stage.

Mr. Zhuang sat next to Zhiran, noticed it a little, and looked over quietly.

Although Mububa did not know Mr. Zhuang, he had seen him when he was an aide in Soetu Mansion.

Looking at the disgusting eyes and thinking about the prince's "preference", Mr. Zhuang had no choice but to retreat. Before the drama on the stage ended, Mr. Zhuang and Zhiran came out and walked around several alleys before he could get rid of the tail that followed behind him.

After that, Mr. Zizhuang, the theater in Qianmen, was a little afraid to take Zhiran to the place. He also chose some small clubs and teahouses when he went there.

Today, Mububa had a face with Cao Yong, and knew that Zhiran might have some actions in the mansion here.

Cao Yong was amused and laughed. If this was fate, it could be called a "bad fate".

Cao Yin was a Confucian gentleman who had been familiar with the books of sages since childhood. He was unacceptable to such things that were contrary to the rules, let alone involved guests in his house.

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, Cao Yong also gave a rough talk about his conversation with Mububa.

Cao Yin heard him coming out of the palace. He nodded and said, "Yunsui Ye is just ordinary to Buddhists and Taoism, but the Empress Dowager worships the Buddha. Looking for an opportunity after the New Year to see if he can ask Yeunsui Ye to summon Zhiran."

Several people were talking, and the butler Cao Zhong came to report in person, saying that the steward of the Shuncheng Palace was sent to give gifts and had already invited him to the side hall. Should I ask the uncle to come over for socializing?

It's only a matter of time before meeting in Liulichang. This prince is really not worry-free.

Cao Yong looked at Cao Yin and said, "Father. Look..."

Cao Yin frowned and said, "There is no way to offend you. You just need to deal with a few words. If you can't push the gift, you can immediately prepare the corresponding gift to avoid quarrels. At the foot of the emperor, there is a censor staring at him. Even if he is a prince, he cannot use the method of "being politely before being soldiered."

Cao Yong responded, and Cao Yin and Mr. Zhuang were left looking at each other and shook their heads.

Although Mububa was a prince, he was scolded by Kangxi several times because of his misconduct. He had no power in the court because of his misconduct. Therefore, Cao Yin just felt that it was a little troublesome and had no intention of fear.

Having a son went over to deal with it, in his opinion, it was almost done.

Therefore, he hesitated for a moment and asked Mr. Zhuang: "Xia Qing, my nephew Li Ding died suddenly in the capital last year. What is the news here?"

Although flies cannot eat, they are disgusting. Mr. Zhuang touched his beard and was still thinking about how to solve the problem of the Shuncheng Palace. After all, the prince was "famous". It was a little bit too important to make people drink a pot.

Hearing Cao Yin's words, his hands froze, and his face showed confusion, and he said, "Sir, how could you remember this? This spring, Shuntian Prefecture and the Infantry General Office were inquired. Because it was a long time since the separation, nothing was found."

Cao Yin frowned and said, "It is really annoying that there is such a bold and reckless person under the emperor's feet."

Mr. Zhuang lowered his eyes, nodded, and said, "It's true, but it's impossible. The corpses taken out from Haizi this spring are not one or two. This is complicated and can't be thought about for a while."

Cao Yin knocked on the table with his hand and looked at Mr. Zhuang and said, "Xia Qing, it's okay to say anything else. If you have gained something from this, please be sure to tell me. Li Ding died suddenly and Cao Yong was in danger again and again. If the person behind the scenes didn't tell me, I really couldn't rest."

Mr. Zhuang coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said, "Sir, please be careful not to be impatient. The eldest son has been investigating the people behind the scenes in the past year since he returned to Beijing."

Cao Yin nodded, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Although he always looks steady and still young, I'm afraid he can't think clearly about some things..."

In the side hall, Cao Yong took the gift list from the manager of the royal palace and asked someone to seal the butler with a thick silver seal.

The butler was also clever and said, "How do we princess talk about the princess?" and "How can we princess not worry about the little master?"

I am not afraid of thieves stealing, but I am afraid of thieves thinking about it.

Mububa almost used a loudspeaker to declare that he was terrified of his thief.

Cao Yong heard it with a smile, responded to a few words, and saw Zhang Yi coming and reply, saying that the wife had something to do and asked the uncle to go over and talk.

After hearing this, Cao Yong looked at the royal palace in embarrassment, stood up and said, "According to my mother, I will spend less time with you today."

The manager stood up quickly and said, "My husband is here to do it, and the servant has finished his job. Now I will go back to the palace to report."

Cao Yong sued the crime and asked the butler to send the steward to the steward.

He did not return to the inner courtyard, that was just a matter of giving Zhang Yi a statement before.

He took the gift list to the study room. As soon as he left the side hall, he saw Cao Song coming outside.

Cao Song looked back at the gate as he walked, looking at the back of the royal palace manager, with some confusion on his face.

When he saw Cao Yong, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Brother, I'm really not loyal enough. I don't remember to call my brother when I go out for a walk? What's going on? I heard that Zhiran asked the carriage to touch it? By the way, the butler just introduced that the man was from the Shuncheng Palace. Why did their family have contact with our family?"

I have asked several questions, but it is not something that can be explained clearly in one sentence or two sentences.

Cao Yong looked at him. He remembered Zhao Jia's slap on Hang Seng's face and suddenly remembered a joke in his mind.

It was the father who taught his son a lesson. Grandpa beat his father with a crutch and said, "You hit you, I will hit my son."

Zhao Jia beat his son. Could it be that he can really get it back from his cousins?

But after thinking about it, he saw that he grew up. Even if he was so angry earlier, he would only kick a few times.

"Why don't you accompany the bride? Are you willing to come out?" Cao Yong asked.

Cao Song touched his head and said with a smile: "Jinghui is waiting by my mother. I can't even get in touch, so I came out to find my brother. Should I start preparing for the things for sacrifice tomorrow, or should I prepare after getting up early tomorrow?"

Cao Yong stopped, looked at Cao Song, and said, "Second brother, tell me, have you ever thought about dividing the family?"

When Cao Song heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, with a little uneasy on his face. After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Brother, this is what uncle means..."

Cao Yong shook his head and replied, "It's not my father, it's what I mean. In fact, after the kitchen was divided last year, both rooms were not included in the public account, and there was no difference between them. No matter what, I am your brother, and you are all my brothers, just remember this."

Cao Song clenched his fists, his face turned red, his eyes were filled with pain, and he looked up and asked, "Brother, but mother...but what did my mother say unpleasant words..."

Cao Yong patted Cao Song on the shoulder and said, "What are you doing? It's just a status. Can I not be your brother after the separation of the family? I still say the old saying of the second wife, I can pick her as a nephew, but you are only filial to your son! I will know these words tomorrow, and you will know what you say after the fifteenth. My father thinks more, and may not agree to the separation of the family at that time. You are the pillar of the second wife, and you will have to say a few words when you can't say it."

After hearing this, Cao Song nodded with a blushing face, and there was no joy as before.

When Cao Yong saw this, he shook his head and said, "Look at you, are you still a little responsible? I went to Beijing on the fifteenth or sixteenth, and became a home in the capital. It's just a home. Whether it's a master or me, what's wrong with you, you should scold me. If you don't know anything, come and ask me."

Cao Song squeezed out a smile on his face, nodded, and murmured, "I know, brother. So, I remember there is still something I can't do, this... I'll go back first..." After that, without waiting for Cao Yong to answer, he turned around and walked out quickly.

Because he had been walking for too long, he tripped himself up and staggered, almost falling down.

Cao Yong watched him leave in a daze, remembering the afternoon many years ago when he first met Cao Song in the yard of the old lady's land.

The stubborn little boy patted his chest and said, "How can I take back the things I gave out? What did it become? I bought it for you specifically. You are not in good health, so what should I do if I get sick if I get sick!"

Then, the two little boys touched each other's bald heads and smiled foolishly...

Originally, in Cao Yong's mind, "dividing up family" was just a form, and it was just a legitimate way to block Zhao Jia's mouth, so that she could not make up her name and point fingers in the mansion.

For those young cousins ​​and cousins, even if they don’t care about Cao Yin’s face, he will try his best to take care of them.

Seeing Cao Song's sad look, Cao Yong felt a little unbearable. But there was always a time when the child was about to grow up, and Cao Song should learn to take some responsibility.

He sighed and flipped through the gift list in his hand casually, and was also a little excited.

In the study, Cao Yin and Mr. Zhuang were still waiting for Cao Yong to come back. Seeing that he looked a little uncomfortable, Cao Yin frowned and asked, "What? What are you saying bad things over there?"

Cao Yong shook his head and delivered the gift list.

Cao Yin opened it and looked at it. It was first of two calligraphy and paintings of literati of the previous dynasty, followed by Buddha statues and beads, and later there were jewelry, jade and other objects, all of which were valuable.

Cao Yin shook his head and handed the gift list to Mr. Zhuang next to him.

Mr. Zhuang glanced and nodded, "Sir, the eldest son, it seems that this prince is concerned about it. The gifts given to the adults, the gifts given to the Zhiran, the wife, and the young wife are all complete. This list is always worth two or three thousand taels."

Cao Yin was laughing and crying, but he really couldn't understand Mububa's persistence. He waved his hand to Cao Yong and said, "I'll ask someone to follow this order and prepare a gift for me first..."
Chapter completed!