Song Hui almost spilled the tea in his hand, and his face was full of both laughter and tears.
"Junior brother, you're a scholar. Haven't you heard the saying, 'A scholar doesn't speak of strange things!' Street fortune tellers are mostly liars, spouting nonsense for a few cents, and you actually believe it!"
Tai Yongning was a little anxious, but it was difficult for him to tell the truth, so he could only continue to persuade.
"Brother, some things are better to believe than not. Even if the fortune teller didn't say so, it's always good to be cautious and careful in daily life! You know, nothing is more important than your life, right?"
Song Hui wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw that Tai Yongning's forehead was covered with sweat and his expression was full of anxiety and worry, he swallowed his words back.
He was with his father when he heard that the Tai family distributed the new grain seeds brought back from the south to the villagers and surrounding people.
My father praised the Tai family highly, saying that they were kind and righteous, and that they were a good family that could bring benefits to the local area.
He was a little nonchalant at the time. After all, it was just farming, and at most it would just earn him a good reputation among his neighbors.
Later, many people living around the county fled south to escape famine, and there was unrest everywhere. However, the manager of his own farm came back to report that everything was safe and sound.
The reason for this was that the Tai family had distributed high-yield seeds, which gave the people living near the village hope and prevented them from fleeing famine. With a large population and a prosperous life, stability naturally followed.
Only then did he understand the foresight of the old man of the Tai family, and he began to admire him. He even planned to visit the Tai family with his father when he went.
Unexpectedly, when Mr. Wu accepted a disciple, the boy from the Tai family actually became his junior fellow apprentice, which further strengthened the friendship between the two families.
Now, this junior fellow was so nervous about him just because of a word from the fortune teller.
He was in a very complicated mood, happy yet a little overwhelmed.
"Okay, Junior Brother, I will definitely be more cautious." Song Hui patted his Junior Brother's shoulder and comforted him, "Besides, we have classes together during the day. Even if something happens, Junior Brother can help me, right?"
"Senior brother, what are you talking about?" Qi Ming and Teng Yu came in from outside. When they heard the tail, Qi Ming started shouting.
Song Hui waved his hand and smiled, "I just coughed a few times. My junior brother was worried that I might catch a cold, so he advised me to go home and rest."
Qi Ming and Teng Yu couldn't help but laugh. Teng Yu even said, "Junior brother, you're still worried about others, but you're the weakest among us! Hurry up and eat more every day to get stronger. When the master is well again, we can start riding and shooting! Haha, as a man from the north, how can you not know how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow!"
What young man doesn't love fighting? Several people's eyes lit up and they all joined in the discussion...
For two consecutive days, Song Hui had nothing to do. He came to study in the morning and went home in the evening as usual.
Tai Yongning was worried and asked Yongfeng secretly at night, but he didn't see anything wrong with the Song family's servant.
Tai Yongning even suspected that his sister had seen it wrongly. But thinking about his grandfather's instructions, he cheered up and continued to "stick" to his senior brother.
Yes, it's the kind that sticks to you and never leaves your side.
When Song Hui ate, he ate with him; when Song Hui went to the toilet, he followed him to the toilet. They were inseparable.
Song Hui was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but considering that his junior brother was worried about him, he just ignored it.
One day, Yongning ate some tofu pudding he bought outside in the morning and felt a little upset. He ran to the toilet while his senior brothers were reviewing their lessons.
When he came back, there was no trace of the eldest brother in the room.
He quickly asked, "Where's the eldest brother?"
Qi Ming was forcing himself to recite, and replied nonchalantly, "The teacher called the senior brother over."
Teng Yu was afraid that Yongning would worry, so he agreed, "Big Brother is good at his studies, so he shouldn't be scolded."
Tai Yongning was worried, so he ran towards the small courtyard in the east garden.
They usually lived next to each other in the study in the front yard, but the master had to recuperate and lived in the garden, so the two sides were not really close.
When they were halfway through their run, Yongfeng also rushed over, grabbed Yongning and said, "Brother, where have you been? I was looking for you! There's something wrong with the Song family's servant today.
"Before, this guy didn't want to do anything and always ordered me around, acting so arrogantly. But just now, he said he wanted to make some tonic for Young Master Song, and when I went to help, he actually kicked me out."
medicine? !
Tai Yongning's expression changed, and he quickly asked, "Where's the boiled medicine?"
Yongfeng replied, "That kid put the medicine bowl in the food box and went to look for Master Song, so I came to find you."
"Let's go to the master quickly. Senior brother is over there." Yongning pulled Yongfeng and ran to the garden. His leg had not healed yet, and he fell in a hurry. Soon his face turned pale with pain.
Yongfeng felt distressed and anxious, so he carried him on his back and ran away.
In the garden courtyard, Mr. Wu was talking to Song Hui.
"Song Hui, is there any caravan from your family going to the grassland recently? If so, could you please arrange for someone to go with them?"
Song Hui paid little attention to trivial matters at home, so he bowed and replied, "Sir, I don't know about this matter. I will go home today and ask my father. If the caravan leaves soon, I will definitely let you know."
Mr. Wu nodded and motioned him to sit down. When he was about to speak, Wu Yin brought in the Song family's servant.
The servant boy seemed a little timid. He knelt down in awe and said, "Sir, our young master has been having trouble sleeping lately. The mistress specifically asked me to make a health-preserving soup for him, and he must drink it before noon..."
Mr. Wu had originally noticed that Song Hui's eyes were slightly dark blue, but he had no idea that Song Hui was disturbed by Tai Yongning's pestering. He thought it was because he had studied too long at night.
At this moment, he quickly signaled Song Hui, "Drink the medicine. Studying is about perseverance, not just a moment. Don't stay up too late in the future."
Song Hui had told Tai Yongning before about this persistence, and he didn't want to use it on himself so soon.
Song Hui looked at the bowl of black nourishing soup again, and felt complicated.
He was badly harmed by his junior brother!
But there was no other way. With the master beside him, he could only pick up the medicine bowl...
"Bang!"
Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Yongfeng rushed in with Yongning on his back, startling everyone.
Mr. Wu frowned, but when he saw Tai Yongning jumping down to the ground with a strange expression on his face, he quickly asked, "Yongning, what happened? Did your leg injury flare up?"
After that, he ordered Wu Yin, "Go and invite Mr. Tian over!"
Wu Yin turned around and left. Song Hui also put down the medicine bowl and helped Tai Yongning sit down quickly.
No one noticed that the Song family's servant standing at the door had a somewhat anxious look in his eyes...
Mr. Wu rolled up Yongning's trouser legs himself, and seeing that the injured leg was a little red and swollen but without blood, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, Mr. Tian is here today. Please ask him to give you a good diagnosis and treatment. Otherwise, you will have difficulty walking and will not be able to achieve fame and success."
Yongning's attention was on the bowl of medicine. Seeing that the bowl was full and no one had drunk it, he breathed a sigh of relief and responded vaguely.
"Don't worry, sir. I just... just walked a little too fast. It's nothing serious."
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