After Mother Remarried, I Laid Down Three Ground Rules With My Stepfather

Reborn into this life before the age of two, my Father vanished on his way to the provincial exam in the capital—alive, he was never found; dead, his body never returned. That very month, Grandfa...

352 Go see Mr.

352 Go see Mr.

The moment Sun Sicheng saw Bao Chengyang, he was shocked, but he soon calmed down.

This person is young, but he has done many unforgivable mistakes. Is this retribution?

The young man in front of him was well dressed, but his face was hideous, his hands and feet were tied up and he couldn't move, and there was a strange smell on his body.

"How long has he been like this?"

Bao Wang burst into tears: "Half a year."

He suddenly knelt down in front of Sun Sicheng and said, "Master, please save him. He is only in his twenties and has no son yet. He won't live long if this continues."

"Master Bao, please stand up. Two and a half years ago, I treated your father at your home. He was clearly well. How come his illness relapsed again and is so severe?"

Master Bao Er pulled his elder brother up and said, "I don't know what happened. He suddenly had an attack at my father's funeral. He was what people call a violent madman. He smashed the house to pieces. We had to tie him up, but that's not a good idea."

Bao Wangfa said: "More than two years ago, someone told him about the two guards, and he has been upset ever since. He sent people everywhere to look for them, vowing to take revenge, but they had already run away. The Great Zhou is so big, and there have been wars in the past two years. They are hiding their identities, so where can we find them?

I advised him that the silver and other things the two men stole were no more than a thousand taels, and it would be fine if they couldn't find them. But the child was very stubborn, and he would lose his temper every few days. No one in the family dared to provoke him, and over time, his temper got worse, until he had a complete outburst at my father's funeral.

Young Master, please help me treat him. You used acupuncture for three days and he was completely awake. "

Sun Sicheng shook his head: "The most terrible thing about madness is that it keeps coming back. His case is quite serious. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

Bao Wangjiu clasped his hands together and said, "Sir, please help save my nephew. My brother and his wife can't bear it any more."

The nephew was so scared after hearing from his eldest brother that he still has nightmares at night. If he is reported, his whole family might be sent to jail.

He is really crazy, but he won't cause any big trouble in the future. Maybe it's a good thing. It's just a pity for his elder brother who can't have peace for a day.

"Master Bao, Master Bao, I can't cure this kind of madness, but I can make his temper less violent. Over time, he may get better, but he won't be able to return to his original state."

The two brothers nodded repeatedly: "That's fine, maybe it will be better in the future, then thank you for your help, young master."

Sun Sicheng went to feel his pulse, but Bao Chengyang bared his teeth at him and didn't want him to get close. However, his hands and feet were tied, so he just yelled aimlessly. Bao Wangfa and his brother beside him were heartbroken.

After a while, Sun Sicheng let go of his hand. Bao Chengyang's condition was more serious than he had expected, which might be attributed to his bad temper.

"Then I will try to prescribe medicine. Silver needles are not effective for him now. Give him the medicine three times a day. Make him drink it up each time. I remember teaching you how to drink the medicine. It will probably take effect in ten days."

Sun Sicheng finally softened his heart, not for Bao Chengyang, but for Bao Wangfa. This man was good at everything except teaching his son.

After not seeing him for more than two years, I found that this man in his early forties now has a head full of half black and half white hair.

Ten days later, Bao Chengyang had indeed calmed down a lot and no longer beat or smashed things, but his madness was still the same as before. He didn't recognize anyone, like a newborn baby.

Sun Sicheng then stopped going to Bao's house.

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the academy began a long vacation and classes did not resume until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the following year.

"Master, I want to go see the master."

Sun Sicheng teased him: "Didn't you say you would help me with the accounts at the end of the year? Do you want to get more gold leaves?"

Ping An looked at the master and smiled: "I don't have to do anything, but the master won't give me less."

After a pause, he said, "Master, why don't you come with me to see the master and come back? It will take two days on the road and one more day to stay. I heard that the master and his family will have a holiday after the New Year."

Sun Sicheng was waiting for these words: "Okay, I'll go with you. In ten days, Wanli and the others will be back."

He glanced at Ping An, whose face turned a little red.

After Uncle Ming came back, he was ready to formally discuss the engagement. During the two times he went to the master's house, Awu had obviously been avoiding him.

There is a rule in the Great Zhou Dynasty that during the period from engagement to marriage, men and women should avoid meeting each other alone as much as possible. During festivals or other occasions, they can meet for a short while under the supervision of their parents, and they must be accompanied by a maid.

The meaning is self-evident. They are probably worried that lovers will inevitably create some sparks, thus losing face for both families.

How old is Awu? He is only thirteen after the New Year, and he himself will only be fifteen in August, so he is still a child.

Seeing Ping An blushing, Sun Sicheng suppressed his raised lips and said, "How about this, we won't tell him in advance, we will set off early tomorrow morning, each taking four people."

"Okay, it happens that the farm is busy at the end of the year. I have invested a lot of money this year and I am hoping to make a fortune at the end of the year. Master, I will give you fresh vegetables as the New Year's gift this year."

Sun Sicheng knew that he had done something in the farm in the second half of the year, but he had never really seen it: "Did you really grow it? Vegetables in Beijing are more expensive than meat at the end of the year. If you really grow it, you should sell it well."

Wan Changsheng is a good person, but he has no ability to make money. He is the type who lives a down-to-earth life. Chang Chunfeng is a good official, but unfortunately he has no support and has to rely on himself. How much money can he make as an official? The Zhang family is of average condition, and the dowry for their daughter will not be very good. Zhang Jinyu is not someone who knows how to make good use of the dowry money.

So if Ping An wants to live a good life, it all depends on himself.

Ping An's annual dividend from him has now exceeded 30,000. In the past few years, the brat has done some things here and there, and he has managed to get by. He has made a lot of money and has set up his two farms in good shape.

"Well, I definitely want to get back the cost I invested and make a small profit. Master, next year you can also plant some greenhouse vegetables on your farm. I'll have someone go over to teach me."

"I don't want to do it. Just give me some. It's enough for my family to eat. I don't plan to make money from it. Is there a market for it?"

Ping An nodded: "Chu Feng helped to find quite a few restaurants. His family and the Marquis' Mansion need a lot, and Brother Hao's can also sell a lot. Erqiang and his friends are very smart. I told them that this year's vegetables are selling well, and everyone's year-end bonus will be double that of previous years."

Sun Sicheng is funny. He is good at making big promises, but the others just like it.

"How are Erqiang and Lengyue doing? How did you talk to him?"

"Master, I have talked to Erqiang and Lengyue, and they both swore that they would not leave. In that case, I will let them do what they want. Tonglin and Lengshui are also interesting, and they are suitable for each other. Tonglin will be 22 years old in the spring. Master, do you think we can hold a wedding banquet for them together in the first month of the lunar year?"

"That's fine. You have a ready-made house on your farm. If everything goes well and nothing unexpected happens, I'll take you there after the 15th. If we go through Yong'an, then go to Tianguang Temple to see the old abbot for treatment, and then go to Yingtian, it will probably take about 40 days on the way. Isn't that too much time?"

Ping An smiled and said, "Master, even if we travel all the way, we can reach Yingtian at the end of February and return to Yong'an at the beginning of June. It will be enough for us to study with Master Wang for three months.

Besides, I won’t put down my books during the trip. I really miss my parents and sister, and I’m also very worried about the old abbot’s health.”