"Did no one from the Ke family survive the fire?" Su Qi clenched the silver needle tightly.
I unconsciously inserted the needle a little harder.
The old beggar hissed in pain.
Su Qi came back to his senses.
I quickly gathered my concentration to prevent myself from being distracted. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
"It's okay." The old beggar raised his eyes and looked at Su Qi, "Madam, do you still have the water you gave me the day before yesterday?"
Su Qi said yes, then got up and went to the kitchen pretending to get a bowl.
He poured half a bowl of water made from the ground purple fungus, walked out slowly and fed the old beggar the water so that he could finish it.
The old beggar smacked his lips and said:
"It tastes delicious. Even the royal family of Dongqi Kingdom can't find such a treasure."
The ground vein purple fungus is a rare and precious medicine. She explained softly:
"This is what my master gave me."
The old beggar nodded. "It's normal for the Ke family to have this medicine." His deep eyes gazed at the weeds swaying in the wind in the yard, as if lost in memory. "Some people did survive the fire. But it was the young lady of the Ke family who paid for it with her own life."
"The young lady who married the head of the Ban family?" The head of the Ban family was in his fifties when he destroyed the Ke family. He never dared to do that when the old doctor Ke was alive.
She used a secret technique to force the Ban family's grandfather to promise him to protect the children and let them grow up safely.
She must die.
It is said that he cast a curse before his death.
Everyone said that curses were not effective at all, otherwise the Ban family would not be so prosperous.
No one from the Ke family could be found in Yunzhou City.
Even if they are stranded outside, they live in hiding.
"Jingfeng, who are you? A member of the Ke family?" Gu Beiheng suddenly asked.
He had been watching Jinfeng's expression and condition, and saw that there was murderous intent and unwillingness in his eyes when he said this.
I guess he should be a member of the Ke family.
The old beggar shook his head bitterly.
"The young lady who used the secret technique was my grandmother. My father was my grandmother's youngest son and had a very good relationship with her.
Because we helped my grandmother, my grandfather imprisoned us in Ghost Valley. He hopes day and night that we brothers will help the Ke family to seek revenge."
The old beggar and his brothers and sisters feel ashamed to have the blood of the Ban family flowing in their veins.
On the way he was being chased by the Ban family.
He was rescued by a passing War King.
From then on, he changed his name to Jinfeng and Jifeng and followed the War King until the War King ordered them to protect Qin Wan.
The old beggar told these stories in a rambling manner.
Su Qi silently calculated in his mind that the old beggar and Old Ke seemed to be a generation apart in age, but he didn't expect that they were actually cousins.
"Did the Ban family only realize because of your grandmother's death that the Ke family still had some secret techniques that they hadn't fully taught them?"
The old beggar smiled bitterly and nodded:
"You're right. My father said he was only in his teens at the time, and my grandfather was also terrified when he saw my grandmother cast the curse. Especially since so many things happened to the Ban family that year."
He tried every possible means to imprison the Ke children. But he didn't expect that my grandmother had already sent someone to rescue them."
Su Qi now completely understood why the Ban family was still pursuing Mr. Ke.
Having said so much.
The needle in Su Qi's hand reached the most critical moment.
Gu Beiheng instructed a few little beggars to sit at the gate of the courtyard and not let others come to disturb them.
The old beggar curled up in the recliner in pain.
Even with the sun beating down on him, he was still covered in cold sweat.
My clothes were all wet.
It seems different around the knee.
Gu Beiheng noticed the difference in Su Qi's eyes, and stepped forward to restrain the old beggar, preventing him from moving.
He bit his lips tightly and said nothing, his eyes full of determination and unyielding unwillingness to admit defeat.
Su Qi untied the medicine bag wrapped around her knee.
The foul smell spread instantly, and Su Qi quickly sprinkled a handful of medicine in the air.
A burst of angry curses came from next door. "Who's roasting shit in the toilet? It stinks."
Su Qi rolled her eyes several times because of the stench, and Gu Beiheng held his breath and didn't breathe.
Only when the medicine that Su Qi had spread out took effect did the foul smell in the air be dispelled.
She put the black blood from her knee into a bowl and applied the medicine she had prepared earlier to her knee. This time, she didn't add any poisonous insects or other insecticides, but simply bandaged it with gauze.
"Beiheng. Bury this bowl of black blood." Su Qi asked Gu Beiheng to take the black blood away and bury it.
Gu Beiheng let go of the old beggar, picked up the bowl and walked out. The little beggars at the door were pinching their noses and rolling their eyes.
The old beggar was already wet and passed out.
Su Qi called a young beggar to boil water for the old beggar to take a bath, and gave two hundred coins to one of the beggars.
"Go buy an old hen from the street and make some soup for him. You don't have to feed him the meat, just the soup. And buy some soft steamed buns to go with the soup."
The little beggar happily took the two hundred big coins.
"Madam, it won't cost two hundred coins. I'll buy two chickens today, kill one and leave the other in the yard. I'll kill it tomorrow and make soup for Grandpa."
"Okay, go ahead."
Wait for Gu Beiheng to come back.
Su Qi and Gu Beiheng went out together.
She and Gu Beiheng went to the city gate again to see if there was anything unusual.
In Gu Mansion.
Dabao collected a lot of delicious pastries from home and put them in his small cloth bag.
Ran to the kitchen again.
Look at the two aunts who were working, they were sitting on the stools, shaking their heads and dozing off.
Dabao quietly moved a stool onto the table and took out a boiled chicken. This was made by Baizhi's aunt in the kitchen, and Su Qi liked to eat boiled chicken.
Dabao wrapped the chicken in lotus leaves, carried a cloth bag on his back and held the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves in his hands.
I walked out the door and headed towards the bamboo forest behind the garden.
The little guy walked happily and ignored the butterflies and bees flying past along the way.
Arrived at the gate of the courtyard covered by green bamboo forest.
Dabao knocked on the door.
No one responded, "Grandma, Grandma. I'm Dabao, are you there?"
Dabao was a little tired walking with the chicken in his arms and the cloth bag on his back. It was hot in the summer, and his short legs had no strength left.
Sitting on the doorstep, still shouting.
I leaned against the door and found that it opened automatically.
Dabao was delighted and simply pushed the door open and went in.
"Grandma, grandma."
A black figure landed silently behind Dabao, a pair of eyes whose color could not be seen clearly staring straight at Dabao.
Dabao felt a chill from behind.
He was so scared that the chicken in his hand fell to the ground. He turned around and saw a pair of sinister eyes staring at him.
"Ah. Grandma, where are you?" Dabao covered his mouth and was about to cry.
An anxious voice came from outside: "Dabao."
The man in black robe pushed open the gate. Dabaoji didn't even pick it up and ran over to hug her legs. "Grandma, I'm so scared."
She glanced at the black-robed Cuizhu in front of her with a warning look, then squatted down and held Dabao in her arms. She could smell a bit of milk in the little guy, which shouldn't be the case for a child of this age.
Maybe it was because Su Qi asked Dabao and Erbao to drink milk as water again.
There was a faint milky scent on her body that permeated her nostrils.
"Don't be afraid, Dabao. Grandma is here. Why are you here?"
Dabao grinned with tears still hanging on his eyelashes:
"I was afraid that grandma would be hungry, so I secretly took my mother's favorite boiled chicken from the kitchen." The little mouth turned down instantly, pointing at the boiled chicken on the ground and said:
“It’s dirty.”
"It's not dirty. There are lotus leaves underneath."
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