"Will Li Jiran really agree?"
"Definitely, he's very ambitious!"
With a cold laugh, Cui Minghao immediately began making arrangements.
"How exactly do you do it?"
"This whole mess was caused by that meddlesome immortal. We've been working so hard and scheming, why should they just stand by and do nothing? They should at least get some revenge."
"Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
"Divine retribution?" Cui Minghao scoffed. "You believe in that?"
That's just a joke!
Which aristocratic family rose to power without having their hands stained with blood? If there were truly divine retribution, how could they have remained wealthy and powerful for so many years?
In the end, rules and ethics are all empty words. If you are strong, you are right. Those poor and lowly people, no matter how much they resent it, can only bow their heads and obey.
"Be skeptical!"
Liu Ziyue awkwardly chuckled.
He actually believed it very much; after what happened with Liu An, everyone in the Liu family believed it.
Therefore, even when they were eager to expand, they never went to extremes and always left others a way out.
Then, they pushed all the pressure onto Liu An and endlessly schemed against him.
However, even though they plotted against Liu An, they were mindful of his usefulness and dared not go too far.
Generally speaking, the Liu family's ruthlessness is far less than that of other prominent families.
It's pretty disgusting!
Upon hearing this, Cui Minghao's eyes flashed with disdain. "What time is it? Are you still afraid of this? Do you want to go to the underworld together?"
Not only are they as stupid as donkeys, but they are also as cowardly as mice!
Cui Minghao has given the Liu family another label.
“Brother Cui, you can’t say that,” Liu Ziyue said, his eyes flashing with displeasure. “There are countless strange things in the world. Don’t make judgments without understanding them.”
“Alright, let’s not talk about this,” Cui Minghao said, not wanting to dwell on it any longer. “You know Li Jiran, right? He’s Grand Secretary An’s prized student. This time, we’ll use him to deal with those people from the Immortal’s Retreat.”
"Him?" Liu Ziyue frowned in thought. "The Li family has long been closely aligned with Elder An. Are they sure they will help us?"
“Definitely,” Cui Minghao said with certainty. “He’s a cold-blooded and ambitious man. He’ll definitely be tempted if there are enough benefits.”
"Even so, the banished immortal is hiding in southern Henan, so it's not easy for us to make a move."
"It's alright, there are people in the capital."
At the inn, the Huang family of three finished their meal and then sighed and complained in their room.
"Husband, what should we do? The doctor at Rongsheng Hall also said there's no cure."
For half a month, they visited almost every medical clinic in the capital, spending a lot of money, but their illness did not improve at all.
Having to endure the disdainful looks from others, Sister-in-law Huang really felt she couldn't take it anymore.
"We'll continue searching tomorrow," Huang Shi said, his eyes icy as he looked at his son lying on the bed, his face ashen. "I refuse to believe that we can't find a good doctor anywhere in the world!"
A bunch of quack doctors! My son is so young and healthy, yet they all say he's terminally ill and beyond cure. That's outrageous!
Not only are their medical skills inadequate, but they also try to undermine their confidence; it's simply malicious.
"Husband," Sister-in-law Huang said worriedly, "if the illness can't be cured in the capital, where else can we go?"
The longer it drags on, the worse it gets. Things are definitely not as convenient outside as at home. Prices in Beijing are also higher, and we can't afford to indulge in food and drink.
She wanted to improve her son's health, but she didn't dare to spend too much. After all, the illness hadn't been diagnosed yet, and there was still a long way to go. If she spent all the money, how would she afford to pay for medical treatment?
Continue looking for a second wife?
Sister-in-law Huang felt that even if she knelt down and begged, they wouldn't give her a single copper coin.
They were a bunch of heartless people, each one more ruthless than the last, with the son and grandmother leading the bullying of their family.
Everyone thought Da Shan was immoral, but they didn't consider that if it weren't for those vixens outside who were trying to deceive him with ill intentions, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
Instead of standing up for their grandson and nephew, they all blamed him and felt he was a disgrace. Is this something a family should do?
“I don’t know either,” Huang Shi said, his eyes filled with confusion. “The capital is the most prosperous place in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. If this can’t be cured, I’m afraid we can only seek help from the doctors in the imperial palace.”
But that's simply impossible.
They were just ordinary people, and they didn't know any important figures in the capital. They had to be extremely cautious even when they went to see a doctor.
The doctors in the palace who treated nobles were not suitable for them. If they tried to pester them, they might be mistaken for unclean.
Having only been in Beijing for a few days, Huang Shi experienced a level of human coldness and indifference he had never felt before in his life.
If a stone falls from the sky, nine out of ten people will be benefactors. No matter who you meet, you must be humble and subservient, and you must endure ridicule and scolding, even smiling obsequiously.
I had never experienced this before.
The sorrow of powerless and ordinary people was fully experienced and deeply etched into their hearts during this period.
"It's not easy to find a doctor in the palace," said Sister Huang, looking haggard and exhausted from her journey. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she had lost a lot of weight. "If Xiao Chuan can help, there might be a chance."
But will he really help?
Those people are the most petty; they're probably still holding a grudge against them.
"We'll talk about it when we're really at our wits' end," Huang Shi said helplessly. "There are two other places in the west of the city. Let's go check them out tomorrow. By the way, how much silver do we have left?"
"Only eight hundred taels are left."
"How come it's used up so quickly?"
Thinking of this, Sister-in-law Huang looked miserable. "Prices in the capital are ridiculously high. Consultation fees and medicine are even more expensive. Grain prices keep rising. Even if I save every penny, I only have a little over eight hundred taels left."
Upon hearing this, Huang Shi fell silent.
Even though he had prepared for the high cost of living in the capital, he was still taken aback.
It's only been half a month, and they've already spent 1,200 taels of silver, or 800 taels. It won't last more than a few days.
Perhaps in four or five days, the family will have to leave Beijing in disgrace.
However, his son's condition did not improve; instead, it worsened, and he lay in bed howling every day, which he could not bear.
"Keep fifty taels for your home expenses, and use the rest for medical treatment."
"Father is really something. He clearly wants us to support him in his old age, but he still clings to the money and won't let go. Now look what's happened, we don't have enough money. What are we going to do with Dashan?"
Huang Shan desperately needed money for medical treatment, but the old man refused to give it to him no matter what. Huang's wife couldn't help but complain, "He doesn't need much money by himself, and he'll leave it to us after he passes away. What difference does it make whether we give it to him sooner or later?"
Sister-in-law Huang really wanted to ask, "Can money help him get through his final days?"
The couple was the ones who had to break the pot and raise the banner!
Even without money, the couple wouldn't abandon the old man, but their son's life was in danger. Who could bring him back to life?
“The old man might be worried,” Huang Shi didn’t want to speak ill of his own father. “Never mind, it’s the same whether we go back or not. Anyway, he can’t just stand by and watch his grandson die.”
Huang Shi was very certain of this.
The old man valued the father and son the most; even his younger brother's entire family combined couldn't compare.
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