With the blessing of Mrs. Xiang's "practice", Xiang Zhong's "muted" state was maintained for a full month before he could barely squeeze out some hoarse sounds. However, he had suffered from ear diseases since birth. He also relapsed during this period. For about twenty days, Xiang Zhong struggled between "awakeness" and "nightmare". When he was awake, in order to comfort Mrs. Xiang and Xiang Zheng, he picked up again. The old skill of "lip reading" is to use paper and pen to try to write out your feelings to make them feel at ease; but when you are confused, you will fall into the space that was crossed by the comet during the flight, and fly as if you are running for your life. What kept chasing him was the man's voice, and he couldn't get rid of his last string of wild laughter...
Seeing such a result, Mrs. Xiang was in all kinds of discomfort on the surface and greeted her cordially; but she was quite satisfied in her heart. She had no intention of harming Xiang Zhong's life, but just wanted to aggravate the condition and delay the treatment so that Xiang Zheng could be treated alone. Ceremony, now the goal has been achieved. The originally scheduled time for the year-end crown ceremony is approaching, with only one week left. Now this sick Xiang Zhong is unable to stand up and compete with his son Xiang Zheng for the limelight. .
However, her various calculations are not as good as Yuanhua's right master's words:
"According to the weekly system, men should be crowned at the age of twenty. The emperor and princes can hold the crown early in order to rule early. King Wen was crowned at the age of twelve, and King Cheng was crowned at the age of fifteen. It must be held in the ancestral temple, and the date is February. . I heard that the two young masters of the Xiang family, one civilized and one military, are suitable for their age. As important ministers of the imperial court, they will take on big responsibilities in the future. Therefore, I would like to request the title from Lord Ping on behalf of the two young masters: to Zheng Shangwu, and to Hua Xi. Recommended; Xiang Chongwen can be by your side with me. In this way, it is just the right time to crown the two young masters Xiang on the same day in February!"
Of course, Dr. Xiang followed Hua Yuan's suggestion and came back to speak to the two ladies. Madam Xiang suddenly became angry and could not hide her disappointment; while Mrs. Xiang nodded gratefully and had no objection.
Everyone knows that Hua Xi only served as the Situ of Song Qing, presiding over the war; while Hua Yuan, the right master, was the official who truly controlled the state affairs, ranking first among the six ministers; Xiang Zheng and Xiang Zhong were followed respectively. The future of these two people is naturally visible at a glance, and they can decide whether they are high or low.
Mrs. Xiang was very angry, but she couldn't refute her face to face, so she had to suppress her anger and took her little son to vent her anger on Xiang Yi. She scolded Xiang Yi for no reason, until Xiang Yi didn't understand and was trembling. His face was horrified, and he didn't dare to take a breath in front of Mrs. Xiang, for fear that he would do something wrong again and make Mrs. Xiang angry.
"Mom, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Xiang Yicai was only five years old, at the age when even dogs would hide from him. Naturally, he had the most opportunities to make mistakes. It was perfect to take it out on him.
However, wherever there is unreasonable "oppression", there is also inexplicable "resistance". Children also have "little plans" in their minds, and sure enough, as they do so, their minds become smarter.
I have to say, this Xiang Yi is really an "unbeatable little strongman". No matter how unreasonable Mrs. Xiang is, he can always escape quickly. "Bringing rain, earth-shattering", he can quickly and sincerely admit his mistakes every time, and can quickly and tenaciously make mistakes again. That's not all. If I can't escape punishment that day, I will secretly make a note in my heart. Wait until the next morning, and I will secretly add a little homemade "seasoning" to Mrs. Xiang's morning tea cup - peeing in the tea, it will turn yellow anyway. , he felt that it should not be discovered.
Although it was rumored that the boy's urine could cure all kinds of diseases, the feces was fishy and the stench was unstoppable. Once Mrs. Xiang ate it, she realized that she had been deceived. When she found out that Xiang Yi was the one she chose for the prank, she almost went crazy. He picked up the broom and ran towards Yiman's yard:
"I will definitely give birth to you two bad boys! One is an idiot and the other is a scoundrel! Look at today, I won't break your legs! Run, run! Stay still and let me stay!"
Seeing Mrs. Xiang making such a big noise in the yard, Doctor Xiang couldn't sit still. He remembered the days when Mrs. Xiang went crazy because she lost her biological son Xiang Zhong. Now, the little one is fine. The big one is going crazy again.
"I think you need to calm down first and look at yourself. How cool! Do you know that you are not even remotely capable of being a mother? If you don't mess around anymore, I'll send you back to Zheng."
Dr. Xiang, who has always been kind and peaceful, rarely raises his temper level to such a high level. During these days, his beloved son Xiang Chong was suffering from a long-term illness that was difficult to recover from. Coupled with the busy political affairs, the pressure was increasing day by day. ; But there was a fire in the backyard, and Madam Xiang kept making trouble.
Xiang Yi ran and hid behind his father's loose robe, grabbed the edge of the robe, and only revealed a small face. He smiled and watched Mrs. Xiang put out the fire under Doctor Xiang's serious warning, and became quiet and majestic. I didn't dare to act like a "doormat", which made me feel happy.
Mrs. Xiang knew that Doctor Xiang was not someone who would get angry easily. Once he said it, he would definitely do it. He quickly adjusted his mood, threw the broom aside, carefully straightened his hair that was scattered due to running, tried his best to smile, and then bowed deeply to the doctor and said, "I know I was wrong, please Husband, please don’t blame me. I will not return to Zheng. If Yi’er makes a mistake, I will reason with him in the future and won’t do anything again. Please don’t worry, husband!”
After saying that, he waved gently to Xiang Yi and shouted softly: "Yi'er, come here, grandma won't beat you. Let's go and take you to eat your favorite chicken thigh, okay?"
"Zhong You, from now on Zhong'er Guodu, you should go less often. There is no need for you to feed her the nectar. In short, just stay in your own room, take Yi'er well, and don't provoke others."
Doctor Xiang's long-term illness that Xiang Zhong suffered from during this period, and combined with Master Zhao Huai's private conversations, all believe that there is a big reason for this. It is because of the smoke that Xiang Zhong breathed during Mrs. Xiang's practice that day. As well as the negative effects of the bottle of "Nanxin Nectar" that Mrs. Xiang gave him to drink, the efficacy of the medicine prescribed by Master Zhao Huai was greatly reduced, and even had the opposite stimulating effect, making Xiang Zhong not only unable to It got better according to the original plan, but it became more and more serious. It was not until two weeks later that Mrs. Xiang stopped the last two "practices" and medication, and then she gradually recovered.
Mrs. Xiang knew that she was in the wrong, and did not dare to explain more. She walked straight to Doctor Xiang, took Yi'er's little hand, saluted again, and walked back to her room in frustration.
Looking at the two women's backs, Doctor Xiang couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Alas..."
