Chapter 111 Search 10 Sister should leave Fuzi Mountain
Xie Wuhen didn't want to pay attention to these three people because he thought they were too noisy.
He growled, "Everyone get out."
The three of them didn't leave and continued to make noises at him.
Chunlan even said, "If only my brother-in-law could withdraw the order to kill me, I would sacrifice my life for yours."
Xie Wuhen was very annoyed, so he simply got out of bed and left the house, leaving the three people inside.
It was already late autumn outside, with cold winds blowing and leaves falling.
He was wearing only a thin coat, but he didn't feel cold at all.
In a trance, he seemed to be still in summer - as if there were the leisurely chirping of cicadas in the trees, a woman brewing tea under the porch, and she had prepared food for him in the spare room.
On a moonlit night with few stars, he and she drank, tested each other, and were intimate.
He still remembered her scent, the feel of her skin, the whispers she'd made in her dreams, the way she'd trembled beneath him.
Everything was beautiful, but it's gone.
He walked to the plum grove behind the house. At this time, the leaves of the plum trees had fallen, leaving only bare branches. Perhaps in a month or so, flower buds would grow and bloom freely?
But what can it do even if it blooms?
No one would come to collect the dew, and no one even expected to find the dew in the forest.
At a certain moment, he felt that he was Merlin, and Merlin was him.
Later, Wu Sheng also came back and walked into the house and called out "Boss".
He was sitting in front of the chessboard playing chess by himself. Hearing this, he just said "hmm" without raising his head.
Wu Sheng reported, "Our men have searched Lizhuang again, but still haven't found any trace of the young lady. She hasn't yet moved into the house she rented."
His hand holding the chess piece paused in the air for a moment, and he said "hmm" again, then placed a black piece on the chessboard.
Wu Sheng cleared his throat and stammered, "Boss, how about...you just withdraw the execution order...the young lady..."
He interrupted in a deep voice: "Go out first."
Wu Sheng said with a bitter face: "Boss..."
"go out."
"Yes." Wu Sheng left the house angrily.
The next day, at dawn, Wu Sheng was called to the main house again.
He was confused: "Boss, it's so early...what do you want me to do?"
Xie Wuhen had finished washing and dressing, and said, "Prepare the horses, and go to Meizhou."
Wu Sheng was puzzled: "Meizhou is at least four or five days' journey from the capital. What is the boss doing there?"
He was too lazy to explain: "Just go and prepare the horse."
Wu Sheng nodded "yes" and turned to prepare the horse.
Four days later, the master and servant arrived in Meizhou.
Xie Wuhen went directly to the local prefect, and under the prefect's guidance, he found Shangguan Cang who lived on the banks of Jiuxiao River in Meizhou.
Shangguan Cang was once a famous counselor in the previous emperor's dynasty. Because his remarks touched upon the interests of the aristocratic families, he was demoted to Meizhou for many years. Now he is considered a famous figure in the local area. He has fish to eat, a house to live in, and a few acres of fertile land behind the house. He lives a frugal but fulfilling life and is content with his life.
He led Xie Wuhen to a pavilion in front of the house, under which was the surging Jiuxiao River.
A gust of cold wind blew, making the hems of their clothes rustle.
Shangguan Cang is over sixty years old, with deep eye sockets and bright eyes.
He stroked his white beard and got straight to the point: "You have come to see me, exhausted and tired, but what brings you here?"
Xie Wuhen pulled out the book "Slave" from his pocket and said, "After reading this book, I admire you so much that I took the liberty to come and visit you."
Shangguan Cang smiled and said, "I didn't expect that a dignified Shaoqing would also read storybooks."
Xie Wuhen replied: "Senior, you were once a dignified counselor, and you also wrote storybooks, didn't you?"
The two smiled at each other.
Shangguan Cang then took "Slave" and flipped through it: "The pages are all curled, so Lord Shaoqing must not be the only one flipping through it, right?"
Xie Wuhen replied, "My wife also likes this book very much."
"No wonder." Shangguan Cang closed the book and handed it back to him. "This is a humble work I wrote many years ago. I didn't expect you to like it. I feel deeply honored."
Xie Wuhen asked, "You were an important official in the court back then. Why did you write a book about slaves?"
Shangguan Cang leaned against the railing of the pavilion, gazing at the surging river before him and letting out a long sigh: "Though things in the world may be multifaceted, the people of the world remain essentially the same. The high are authoritarian, the low are subservient. Although I am an important official in the court, I have also been a slave to those in higher positions. Your Excellency should also deeply understand this, right?"
Xie Wuhen replied: "I follow one principle: I eat the emperor's food and I serve him loyally."
Shangguan Cang's tone was profound: "Whether it's a minister's loyalty to the emperor, or a slave's loyalty to his master, the word 'loyalty' must be preceded by the word 'reason'. 'Reason' refers to fairness, justice, and righteousness. Otherwise, this loyalty is just foolish loyalty."
Xie Wuhen paused and was speechless for a moment.
Shangguan Cang continued, "To be honest, my wife was a slave in our family. Due to the distinction between the noble and the humble, my mother was adamantly opposed to my marriage to her. She even sold her while I was in Beijing for the imperial examination. After I became an official, I put a lot of effort into finding her. It took me five full years to finally find her, and I eventually married her. This book, 'As a Slave,' is my gift to my wife."
After hearing this, Xie Wuhen's mind was filled with thoughts.
This old man actually fell in love with a servant and had been looking for his wife for many years. In a trance, he seemed to be standing at the same time point as him, and inexplicably gained a lot of power of understanding.
He clasped his fists and bowed, "Thank you for your honesty, Senior."
Shangguan Cang stroked his beard and smiled: "It's just a retelling of some old times, what's there to thank me for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old woman called out from outside the pavilion: "Old man, the meal is ready, please take the guests back to the house to eat."
Shangguan Cang replied: "I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Madam."
That day, Xie Wuhen stayed at Shangguan Cang's house for dinner.
Although Mrs. Shangguan has become an old woman with white hair, she is still clear-headed and agile, and she would scold Shangguan Cang from time to time.
Shangguan Cang always nodded and smiled, and never forgot to say, "Madam, I was wrong."
The two of them laughed, scolded and quarreled, all of which became fun, making their ordinary days simple yet fulfilling.
Xie Wuhen saw it with his own eyes and envied it in his heart.
He thought, if Su He didn't leave, it would be like this when he and she grew old, right?
After the meal, they exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then Xie Wuhen stood up to say goodbye.
On his way back to Beijing, he deliberately went to Lizhuang at the foot of the Western Hills and took a walk around the empty house rented by Su He.
Wu Sheng reminded: "The situation is tense right now, the young lady will definitely not move in."
Xie Wuhen didn't respond immediately. After leaving the house, he stared at the mountains in the distance and ordered in a deep voice, "Withdraw the killing order."
He added, "We still need to continue searching for the young lady."
Wu Sheng's face lit up with joy and he answered loudly, "Yes."
He said no more, jumped on his horse, and galloped towards the capital.
At this time on Fuzi Mountain, Su He was trying to supply blood for the second time.
Bai Jinan was much more cautious this time. He placed Su He and the cushion where Bai Chen was kneeling closer together, and also cut a cut in Bai Chen's palm in advance to facilitate faster blood transfusion.
Zhang Xiuhua looked at the cut on Su He's wrist and sighed with pity: "This wound hasn't healed yet, and it needs blood supply. I don't know if it will leave a scar in the future."
Su He didn't care: "Even if there is a scar, it won't affect my life."
Zhang Xiuhua asked, "Miss, in the future...are you not planning on getting married?"
Su He paused and said, "From now on, there's no need to get married again." Then she turned and went to the Rong Cave on the easternmost side.
Zhang Xiuhua continued to guard outside the cave as before.
Before starting the blood supply, Bai Jinan took a pill and asked Su He to take one as well.
Su He asked, "What kind of medicine is this?"
Bai Jinan replied: "Don't worry, young lady, this medicine will only benefit your body."
Su He took it as he was told, then sat on the cushion, waiting for him to take her blood.
But a moment later, the force closed in on her again. She raised her arm uncontrollably, and soon she felt a familiar tingling sensation on her wrist...
After a few breaths, she heard another loud noise, which made her head buzz. Just like last time, the force pushed her to the ground again.
Bai Jinan and Bai Chen also fell to the ground at the same time.
The blood supply seems to have failed again!
Bai Jinan vomited blood, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Bai Chen woke up from his coma, muttering "Aong".
Bai Jinan didn't have time to wipe the blood from his mouth, and hurried forward to help Bai Chen up: "Chen'er, you are finally awake. Grandpa has been waiting for you to wake up." He was overwhelmed with emotions and tears streamed down his face.
Bai Chen's face was pale, his expression still a little dazed. He had been in a coma for many years, and the scene before him was still like a dream. He said, "Grandpa has grown old, and he's even vomiting blood."
Bai Jinan quickly wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, and then wiped the tears from his eyes: "Auntie is fine, Auntie is fine. As long as Chen'er can wake up, Auntie will feel relieved."
Bai Chen also raised his hand to wipe Bai Jinan's tears: "It's Chen'er's incompetence that made Aung worried."
Bai Jinan smiled with tears in his eyes: "My Chen'er will be very capable in the future. Now I should recover as soon as possible."
Bai Chen nodded "yes", then turned to look at Su He: "Who is this sister?"
Bai Jin'an replied vaguely, "This is a woman who volunteered to treat you. From now on, your health depends entirely on her."
Upon hearing this, Bai Chen nodded and thanked Su He.
Su He was letting Zhang Xiuhua bandage his wrist, and he made a few polite remarks when he heard the voice.
Several people left the cave one after another.
After Bai Jinan settled his grandson, he pulled Su He aside and whispered, "Although the blood supply failed this time, Chen'er is thankfully awake. I've already bottled your blood." He pulled out two small porcelain bottles from his sleeve pocket. "After I've tested your blood and determined the cause of the blood supply failure, we'll try again. I hope you'll be patient."
Su He said something with a hidden meaning: "Senior still holds half of my antidote in his hand, I dare not lose my patience."
Bai Jinan smiled meaningfully, then turned and left.
Now there is another person named Bai Chen who has woken up in the Rong Cave.
Although he and Su He were different in gender, the cave was large and each had a private room, so it did not hinder their daily life.
During this period, Fang Yicheng came to visit her twice. After these days of recuperation, his injuries have greatly improved and he can move freely.
He didn't seem to like Bai Chen very much, and always looked at him with a wary look.
Fang Yicheng said, "If you feel it's inconvenient to live here, I'll go ask Senior Bai if there's any other accommodation available."
Su He smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Mr. Fang, it's very convenient for me to live here, and Bai Chen is a very nice person."
Fang Yicheng lowered his head upon hearing this and said no more.
Bai Chen looks really nice, polite and knows when to advance and when to retreat.
He fell into a coma at the age of fifteen. Now he has woken up in his twenties, but his brows still have the innocence and childishness of a fifteen-year-old boy.
Once after dinner, the two sat in the cave and chatted.
Bai Chen asked: "Sister, how are you going to treat me?"
Su He answered calmly, "Your grandfather told me to give you blood and nurse you back to health. You'll be fully recovered in five years."
He then asked, "Can your sister's body withstand five years of blood supply?"
Su He replied: "Your grandfather will definitely not let anything happen to me in order to save you."
He paused, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
After a while, he said, "Or, sister, you should leave Fuzi Mountain."
Su He asked: "Why?"
Bai Chen stammered, "Aung...is not a good person."
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