Chapter 800: My dear

On the fourth day of the September 1st, the day when the Cao family’s tomb was buried. The original result of divination was that the best auspicious day of the previous year was October, but Cao Yin thought it was too late, and Cao Yong was afraid that the cold weather was cold in winter, and the old and the young in the family could not withstand the tossing. Therefore, the father and son unified their opinions and chose this day.

Although it is early September, this year, due to the leap month of August, the autumn wind is now bleak and the grass and trees are withered and yellow.

Around the cemetery, in addition to the monks and Taoists who performed rituals, there were also all the male members of the Cao family. From Cao Yin to Tianyang, who had been on a birthday, they all changed into black clothes and went to the cemetery camp to be buried.

The coffins and golden altar of the elders of the Cao family have been carried to the cemetery by specialized carry-ons.

Cao Xi and Sun Taijun were buried together, and Cao Yin led his sons and nephews to bury them together, performing a kneeling ceremony. Cao Yin's biological mother, Aunt Gu and Cao Quan's biological mother, Aunt Bai, had children. After Cao Xi died, the bones were buried in Fengrun. Their two were buried by Cao Yong, the heavy-bearing grandson, and other descendants of the Cao family followed behind. The tomb was opened below Cao Xi's tomb. The tomb was slightly smaller and belonged to the burial.

Then, Cao Yin's first wife, Gu's Jintan, was buried by Cao Yong himself. Changsheng took Tianyou and Hengsheng followed behind.

When Cao Quan's coffin was carried by Cao Song and his three brothers, Tian Hu and Tian Yang were held and bowed.

After working hard for half a day, I waited until the grave was built and the new soil was taken down. It was already a while.

The monk and Taoist priest who came to do the rituals circled around the grave again. The chanting scriptures and practiced scriptures came to an end.

Cao Yuan had already ordered the deacons of the monks and Taoists to make money from the Cao Mansion tomorrow. The monks and Taoists dispersed, and only the Cao Mansion remained in the cemetery.

Cao Yin looked at the cemetery with a flushed face. He sometimes put his fist on his lips and coughed a few times. Even a child like Tianyou noticed something was wrong with his grandfather, stretched out his little hand, grabbed his clothes, raised his head and asked, "Are you doing well with grandfather?"

Cao Yin smiled and stroked the top of his head, saying, "Nothing is wrong."

Cao Yong had already taken off the thin tweed cloak from the carriage, put it on his father with his own hands, and said, "It's very windy in the wild, so my father should take the car."

Cao Yin said, "Why did he get here?" but he couldn't help but persuade his nephew and got on the carriage.

Listening to the suppressed cough in the carriage, everyone showed a look of worry. Cao Fu hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother, I'm tired after standing for half a day. Should I take the car with my uncle?"

When Cao Yong heard this, his expression warmed, he nodded at Cao Gong and watched him get on the carriage.

The young people like Changsheng and Tianyou were taken care of by others and got on two other carriages.

Cao Yong and Cao Song and Cao Xiang rode their horses and took the housekeeper and the servants to return to the city in a carriage.

Cao Yong's face, whether it was blown by the autumn wind or because he was worried about his father's body, looked very haggard. Seeing this, Cao Song tied the horse's reins and said, "Even if he is worried about his uncle, he should cherish himself. Perhaps his uncle has just been staying in the south for a long time and is unable to withstand the bitter cold in the capital, so his cough is worse. When the weather is warm, it may be fine."

Cao Yong smiled bitterly and said, "If this is the greatest blessing for the Son of Man."

Seeing Cao Yong so heavy, Cao Song became worried and looked at the carriage with concern, unable to speak.

Cao Xiang rode a horse and followed the two brothers. When he heard their conversation, he couldn't help but feel panic. It has to be said that since his father passed away six years ago, his uncle has replaced the role of a strict father and has become the pillar of their brother's dependence on.

If the uncle was gone, Cao Xiang would not even dare to think about it...

After blew in the wild for half a day, the old, young, Li Shiyuan couldn't rest assured. She watched everyone drink a bowl of hot ginseng soup, and she saw that she was sweating on her forehead, so she was willing to give up.

Maybe they wore a lot of clothes when they went out, or maybe they were because ginseng soup played a role. The elderly and young people were healthy and had no fever or fever.

The holiday in Cao Yong's yamen was over, and he wanted to continue his vacation, but was scolded by Cao Yin and rushed to the yamen to serve as a servant.

Seeing his father's expression getting better, Cao Yong felt relieved. The errands at the Huke Yamen were the busiest time at the end of the year, and Cao Yong had been delayed for too long and worked hard for several days seriously.

In a blink of an eye, it was Double Ninth Festival.

In the shops in Daoxiang Village in Beijing, half a meter tall flower cake was made, and it was placed in the store, looking very festive. In addition to the decorations, there were also takeaway Chongyang cakes, which were at least nine taels per person and the largest was eighteen kilograms.

Cao Yin was in a good mood this day, so he went out to make an appointment and drank and enjoyed chrysanthemums.

I felt a little uncomfortable that night. Li wanted to hire an imperial physician, but was stopped by Cao Yin. Cao Yin only said that he was greedy for a cup and ate a few more cups and rested for a night. Li couldn't persuade him and waited for him to drink and learn about the wine soup. He felt at ease when he saw him lying down.

Unexpectedly, Cao Yin had a high fever in the middle of the night.

Although Cao Yong did not tell the truth to his mother about Cao Yin's bad health, he also repeatedly reminded him to pay attention to it.

When Li realized that her husband was not right, he was panicked. While sending someone to pick up the imperial physician, he also sent someone to Wutongyuan to report the news.

Cao Yong was sleeping in a daze. When he heard the maid calling people through the window, he was shocked and sat up, got up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Then the maid reported through the window: "Uncle, the sister Jin Ge in the wife's room came to pass the message, saying that the master was uncomfortable, and the wife asked the uncle to come over."

At this time, Chu Yu woke up, put on his clothes and went to the ground to light a candle.

Chu Yu knew the truth about Cao Yin's body. When she heard the maid's message, she was so shocked that her face was pale and hurriedly took the clothes and wanted to serve her husband to put them on.

Cao Yong was anxious, so he could not care about it. He pulled the robe from his wife, put it on his body, stepped on his shoes and headed to Lanyuan.

When he arrived at the gate of Lanyuan, Cao Yong saw the room on Lanyuan that was brightly lit, and Cao Yin's cough came from the night.

In the room, Li had already put on his clothes, held a dry towel in his hand, sat by the kang, and tried his sweat for her husband.

"What's wrong with my father?" Cao Yong stepped forward a few steps, stood behind his mother, and asked in a low voice.

"I was so hot that I was afraid of people. I had already sent a message to the second door and asked the housekeeper to invite the imperial physician." Seeing that his son was coming, Li stood up and pulled his arm and said.

Cao Yong patted his mother's arm and said, "Since the imperial physician will come later, please rest assured."

He felt unsure of the comfort he felt ashamed of. He took over his mother, sat on a small stool beside the kang, and reached out to explore his father's forehead. However, it was hot, making Cao Yong's heart tremble.

He hurriedly asked someone to go to the Kyushu to find amethyst to get alcohol, hoping to help his father relieve fever before the imperial physician came.

After a while, the alcohol was taken, and Chu Yu also arrived. Cao Yong personally threw a handkerchief and wiped his father. Cao Yin occasionally chilled, coughed a few times, and showed a painful expression on his face.

Chu Yu followed his mother-in-law and couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he saw this feeling.

When he touched his father's body, Cao Yong almost burst into tears.

Cao Yin also woke up after this toss. He slowly opened his eyes, extremely tired, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Is it a monger?"

Cao Yong nodded and said, "Is this my son here."

"The golden stamens are falling, and they will not change the fragrance even if they have withered. The deep clusters hide the lonely fragrance, and the car is still clear. This year, the cold weather is heavy, and the chrysanthemums are getting better and better..." Cao Yin's eyes seemed to be looking at Cao Yong, and seemed to look at the window behind Cao Yong again, with a little smile and whispered.

Cao Yong heard it sad and said softly: "My father is not feeling well, so say less. When he is in good health, his son will accompany his father to drink and discuss poetry."

I don’t know if Cao Yin used up his strength or listened to his son’s advice, coughed a few words and closed his eyes slowly.

The rooster served, the east was gradually white, and the imperial doctor Chen had already invited him.

After requesting Cao Yin's pulse, Dr. Chen's expression was quite serious. When he arrived at the outer hall, he said to Cao Yong: "Mr. Cao, Mr. Cao has lung abscess. He is now a heavy medicine to clear heat and detoxify, relieve pus and stasis, and there may be a glimmer of life. However, Mr. Wang's body is weak and can bear it. It is a different saying. He can only do his best and leave it to fate..."

Upon hearing this, Cao Yong staggered and could hardly stand.

He has also read several medical skills and roughly understood that the so-called "pulmonary abscess" of traditional Chinese medicine is the severe pneumonia in later generations. On today three hundred years ago, this is considered a terminal illness.

He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Doctor, is there any medicine for treating lung abscess in the Western Pharmacy in the palace?"

Dr. Chen thought for a while and said, "I have never heard of it. In August, the Minister of Rites and Duke Zhenguo swallowed beads. After taking medicine for ten months, he would not cure his death. If there were medicines in the Western Pharmacy in the palace, it would have been the emperor's grace."

Yes, it is only 18th century now, according to the Western calendar, 1718. Although Cao Yong did not study medicine, he also vaguely knew that the discovery of penicillin was in the early 20th world. There was a difference of about 200 years.

Cao Yong felt his hands and feet were cold and said with great difficulty: "Please ask the imperial physician to come down."

Doctor Chen took a breath, sat down, wrote two prescriptions, pointed to the one above and said, "Take two doses of the one above first. If you can't stand it, just take the conditioner below. Master Cao is already in his sixties, so Lord Cao should prepare as soon as possible."

The honest words were unpleasant. Cao Yong knew that Dr. Chen was kind-hearted and bowed to take the prescription and thanked him.

After all this trouble, it was already dawn outside.

He sent someone to see Doctor Chen away, and Cao Yong sent someone to ask for leave from the yamen, and served his father with his illness. After Cao Yin finished using the medicine, Cao Yong's body was already weak.

Seeing that his son looked ugly, Li asked Chu Yu to help him back to rest. Because he was afraid of scaring her, he only said that it was an external wind evil.

Cao Yong looked at his mother who was unaware of it and opened his mouth, but he couldn't tell the truth.

After leaving Lanyuan, Cao Yong did not return to Wutongyuan. He turned his head and said to Chu Yu: "It's lung abscess. I'm afraid I will scare my wife, so I didn't tell the truth."

When Chu Yu heard this, he let out a low voice and his face changed.

Cao Yong felt his eyes dry and said to Chu Yu: "You help your wife take care of the master. I'll go to the front yard... It's okay to say anything else, longevity materials... longevity materials need to be prepared in advance..."

Even if he was reluctant, Cao Yong had to accept the status quo.

Even though I knew that my father was weak two months earlier, I had a vague awareness of life span, but it was still painful to this day.

After giving Cao Yuan the order, Cao Yong rubbed his already-broken face and came back to the second door.

It was dark and it was drizzling.

Cao Yong tightened his clothes and felt that the autumn wind was irritating, making people feel cold all over his body.

As soon as I entered the second door, a little maid ran towards me and almost bumped into Cao Yong's arms.

"Uncle, please go quickly!" The little maid stopped straight, stroked her chest, and said panting.

Cao Yong had already accelerated his pace and took great strides towards Lanyuan.

Cao Yin's face was pale and lying on the kang. Li held a handkerchief and stood beside the kang, tears flashing in the corners of his eyes. Chu Yu stood behind his mother-in-law, and his eyes were red.

Seeing Cao Yong coming, Li pulled his sleeve out and said anxiously: "Yong'er, I'm afraid the imperial physician's medicine is wrong. The master coughed out all the medicine... and coughed up blood... Why did this happen? Ask an imperial physician to prescribe a prescription? Otherwise, the imperial physician would do it too?"

Cao Yong thought of what Dr. Chen said before leaving, and felt that his eyes were black. However, even though he was desperate, he was unwilling to wait for death. He nodded and turned around and went out without losing his composure in front of his mother.

Next, Cao Yong sent someone to the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion to pick up Fang Zhuan Gong, and then sent someone to the Imperial Hospital to invite famous internal medicine experts.

These two people came here, and they were generally the same as Dr. Chen’s diagnosis. Even if they couldn’t stand the heavy medicine, they could only take some more relaxation, which was just a delay. It would be better to spend more time with the elderly and eat something if they should eat.

In this way, even Li could not hide it.

After hearing the truth, Li's face burst into tears, but she was stronger than Cao Yong imagined. She held Cao Yong's arm and murmured: "How could this happen, how could this happen?"

"I would like to mourn Mother's Day, so that my father can be sad and... uneasy." Cao Yong advised with tears.
To be continued...