Chapter 105 The Little Man Brushes the Horse
The backyard of the county government office.
Mo Lang was summoned and entered the bedroom.
Xu Rui was already dressed.
He was still dressed in ordinary clothes.
With her bright, moon-like face and the elegant demeanor that emanated from her very being, even her simple clothes seemed to shimmer with gold.
This is Mo Lang's perspective.
He thought to himself: Clothes make the man, but that's not always true.
Sometimes clothes depend on people.
The young master has started eating more meat lately and is clearly starting to gain weight.
He will do his best to restore the young master to his former state as quickly as possible.
Mo Lang was secretly delighted.
He held something in his hand and silently placed it on the table.
It was a crossbody bag.
It's very similar to Lu Qingqing's, except it's a men's style.
Mo Lang also stuffed small snacks into the food, just like Lu Qingqing had done.
Roasted peanuts, roasted walnuts, longan, and crispy candy.
Although he knew that the young master would not memorize such effeminate things.
But what if?
Even just one bite would be good.
Xu Rui turned around and said thoughtfully, "Mo Lang, I need you to infiltrate the capital and investigate some things."
Upon hearing the name of the capital, Mo Lang's expression turned solemn, and he knelt on one knee.
From what I heard from the young master before, it seemed that he wanted to completely sever ties with the past and become an ordinary person.
In the capital, is there any young master who can't let go of his love?
Could she be the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family...?
"Mo Lang... go investigate whether there was anything suspicious about the Empress giving birth to the Seventh Princess at Yuanguang Temple back then..."
"Go and investigate the Ninth Prince's birth mother..."
"Go and find out the tunes that can attract birds..."
"If necessary, contact Uncle Wang of Qing'an, who is detached from worldly affairs..."
Every word Xu Rui uttered stirred up a huge wave in Mo Lang's heart.
These things seem unrelated, but he has realized that the young master is investigating the truth behind the murder!
Huh? How dare he try to connect the dots between the young master's actions and the underlying reasons?
This is not a qualified bodyguard.
The bodyguards only need to follow orders.
But... but he couldn't stop!
My brain is automatically thinking deeper!
"Young master, I'm leaving now. This way..."
Mo Lang should have accepted the order and left, but the question slipped out of his mouth without him realizing it.
He was really worried.
"I have hands and feet, so there's nothing to worry about."
“Fu Leng, he…”
Mo Lang had had enough!
He yells at me every night until I'm driven crazy.
Unfortunately, no other doctor could cure him; they said he had suffered a stroke, was paralyzed, and would be bedridden for the rest of his life.
When asked, Miss Lu only said four words: "Just wait."
Normally he would just wait, but now that he's leaving home, the young master needs someone by his side!
"Young master, may I ask Miss Lu for another invitation...?"
"No need, there are still ten days."
ah?
Will Fu Leng be fine in ten days?
How did you know, young master?
Xu Rui's gaze fell on the cloth bundle on the table, and he said, "Miss Lu's father and brothers were punished with caning. Her two brothers were bedridden for seven days, and her father was bedridden for fifteen days. Therefore, she punished Fu Leng for thirty days."
Seven plus seven plus fifteen equals twenty-nine, rounded up to thirty.
They made it perfectly clear that day.
Even after getting out of bed, it takes time for the body to recover through exercise.
This is an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
She is a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment, and is a person of great character.
Fu Leng is impulsive, thoughtless, and arrogant; he deserves a lesson.
Mo Lang was astonished.
Only then did I realize the intricacies of the matter.
But, how could it be thirty days in a short time? Is Miss Lu's medical skill really that good?
Moreover, the young master seems to believe it very much!
"Hmm, Mo Lang, do you think my outfit today... isn't out of place?"
ah?
Mo Lang snapped out of his daze.
I just realized that Xu Rui had already put that shoulder bag on his body!
He felt a surge of excitement.
Carrying it on his back means the young master will be eating those snacks.
That means I'll gain weight again!
Mo Lang's joy was evident on his face.
The cool, aloof guy has turned into a goofball again.
“Young Master’s attire is very ordinary, and he looks quite harmonious standing next to Miss Lu, not at all out of place.”
The other day, when the young master went to Liuyun Village to check on the intercropping situation in the fields, he was wearing this kind of cloth clothing. I asked him about it at the time.
When asked again today, Mo Lang subconsciously assumed that he had gone to Liuyun Village to inquire about Miss Lu's medicinal herb cultivation.
So, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said those words.
Realizing his mistake after speaking, he hurriedly knelt down again.
"Your subordinate misspoke!"
He's finding it increasingly difficult to control his mouth and his mind!
Just as I was regretting it, a fair and beautiful hand appeared in front of me.
There were two pieces of brittle in my palm.
The young master rewarded him with two candies!
Mo Lang accepted it with both hands.
At that moment, he felt that the two candies weighed more than a thousand pounds.
It is more valuable than the top-grade wound medicine that was previously bestowed upon us!
"Mo Lang, the investigation is a minor matter; your life is more important."
"Come back alive, that's an order."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
He will come back, he must come back alive!
He will continue to follow the young master, remaining utterly loyal.
Mo Lang left.
Xu Rui then went to Fu Leng's room to take a look.
As soon as he entered, Fu Leng cursed Mo Lang in his heart.
What a mess you've made of the young master!
The young master is the moon in the sky, a celestial being in the moon.
Even if one is reduced to the mortal realm, one should still be dressed in fine clothes and eat delicious food.
Looking at the young master's handsome face, he wanted to ask: Is he blind? Is that appropriate? Is that appropriate?
At the very least, he should wear clothes befitting the status of the county magistrate's son, and wear a piece of white jade that the young master loves most.
This kind of thing still needs to be done by him!
When will it get better? When will it get better?
Lu Qingqing, Doctor Lu... come quick!
"Take good care of him."
Xu Rui gave a word of advice to the newly appointed male servant.
"Yes, yes, I will serve Master Fu with all my heart."
Waaaaah...
Fu Leng dared not shout, for if he did, he would drool and disgust the young master.
He needs to get better soon, he needs to recover quickly!
He wants to serve the young master personally!
After Xu Rui left, he began to vent his anger: "Ahhhhh..."
"Mr. Fu, what's wrong? Is it itchy somewhere?"
The male servant had immense strength; he flipped Fu Leng over in one go and began scratching Fu Leng's back.
Fu Leng screamed even louder in anger.
Where did Mo Lang find this stupid thing? It hurts so much!
The male servant tossed and turned Fu Leng over and over, scratching him like he was turning over rotten cured meat.
Finally, after scratching his entire body and head, he asked repeatedly, "Mr. Fu, what's wrong with you?"
"I've been cleaning horses in the stables for ten years, and I've never found them this hard to figure out!"
Brushing horses in the stable!
Fu Leng's tears flowed from the corner of her mouth again.
Even the male servants are troubled.
Master Mo gave him so much money, he has to do a good job!
Even if Master Fu is difficult to please, he can persevere for the sake of his family!
Are people harder to please than horses?
The servant thought for a long time, and then suddenly realized something.
"Okay! I understand!"
"Master Fu, you've been lying down for too long, so your blood isn't flowing properly, and you're feeling numb and itchy all over, isn't that it?"
"It's alright, I'll help you move around."
"Let's warm up our legs first, one, two, one, two, one, two..."
"One more arm, one, two, one, two, one, two..."
"Shake your head once, one, two..."
"Oh, Master Fu, it's working! You've peed..."
"It's alright! What I'm best at is... oh, giving people a bath!"
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