273. The old man who practices Taoism (4)

273. The old man who practices Taoism (4)

"Master? What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Wei saw her husband staring blankly at the white cloth in his hand like a demon, and asked quickly.

However, Mr. Wei worked hard to search for memories about this white cloth in his mind. Yes, the old man did grab his hand and scribble on it at that time. His hand is still hurting now.

At that time, when the white cloth was put up again, he was also watching it. At that time, the blood stains were clearly still there.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his neck, which no longer hurt. Suddenly something occurred to him, and he quickly turned around and approached the bronze mirror that Mrs. Wei used to dress up.

In the bronze mirror, there was a middle-aged man with a beard whose eyes widened in shock.

The neck was clean, with no pinch marks at all.

This is impossible, how is it possible?

He could clearly see clearly at that time that his neck was obviously covered in bruises.

Mrs. Wei saw her husband looking at the bronze mirror in shock. She didn't even care about being jealous. She was so frightened that she came forward and asked repeatedly, "Master, what are you looking at?"

Mr. Wei's mind was in a mess. One was the unforgettable severe pain, the other was the neck he saw from his father, and the faint tingling on his fingers. The whole person was in a trance.

Fortunately, he still remembered to comfort his wife, managed to adjust his expression, and said slowly, "I'm fine. You have a good rest first. I'll go to my father's place."

Tonight, he had to ask clearly, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to sleep well.

Mrs. Wei could only watch her husband step out the door with a confused expression.

What exactly happened here?

The old man and the old man have never been very close. On weekdays, except for necessary greetings, they never step foot into the courtyard.

What's more, didn't he just come back from the old man?

The two young couples supported her along the way, but the master had never dealt with her like this.

Is it possible that the relationship of many years was really given up by an outsider...

When Mr. Wei left the house, he didn't know how his wife was immersed in fantasy and sad. He walked out of the yard and walked straight towards his father.

Unexpectedly, before he had taken two steps, a servant suddenly sent word that an invitation had been handed over to invite Mr. Wei to the restaurant.

Originally, he didn't want to go. After all, he was still pretending to be worried, but the servant said, "Master, this is from Prince Liang's palace..."

Mr. Wei's footsteps paused.

Prince Liang is the biological younger brother of the current emperor. Although he is not the same mother and is not very powerful, he is still a prince. At the time, the former emperor had five sons. Apart from the emperor, only Prince Liang, the emperor's biological sons, survived. But he hasn't been crowned the king yet.

The prince of Liang is the same age as Mr. Wei, because the old man is a marquis, and Mr. Wei studied with him in the Imperial College. Their friendship is only casual, but they can still talk to each other.

However, we haven’t contacted each other for such a long time, so why did I suddenly post so urgently?

After all, he was the eldest son, and Master Wei couldn't shirk it. He was thinking about asking his father when he returned to the mansion, so he took his people and went to the restaurant mentioned in the post.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, the first thing he saw was his subordinate, looking towards him with that familiar gentle smile.

Mr. Wei didn't have time to think too much. He greeted the prince sitting on the other side and was stopped by him.

"We haven't seen each other for many days, why are Ziqing so unfamiliar?"

The prince's appearance was still as chubby as when he entered school. Master Wei felt a chill in his body at being addressed so intimately by him. He laughed dryly and sat down.

He was not very good at speaking. After sitting there for a while, he couldn't help but ask why he wanted to ask him out this time.

The chubby prince shook his head and chuckled, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I bumped into Han Yuan again and talked about you, so I thought of asking you to come out for a few drinks."

Han Yuan was the name of Mr. Wei's subordinate. After hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the subordinate who was pouring his own drink. Isn't Han Yuan from a farmer's family? Why do you still recognize the prince of Liang who no longer serves in the court?

He couldn't figure out how Han Won, who didn't like to go out much, met Han Won, so he just kept the matter in his heart silently, thinking to ask again when the two were alone together in the future.

The three of them sat together, drinking and chatting about the past, which was quite interesting. When the sky turned slightly dark, the doubts in Mr. Wei's heart had been completely dispelled, and he felt that the conversation had never been so enjoyable. .

Seeing that it was getting late, the prince proposed that the three of them go strolling down the road below the restaurant, and Master Wei naturally agreed happily.

The capital has always been prosperous, especially the street where the restaurant is located, which is even more lively. Now that the sky has just darkened, there are already vendors on the street lighting up the lanterns they had prepared and hanging them in front of the stalls, and there are also buskers holding lanterns. The guy started performing and attracted a group of people to watch.

When Mr. Wei was a child, his mother urged him to focus on reading books about sages. When he got older, he had to take on the family affairs. He had never seen such a lively scene, and his face was filled with smiles.

He walked faster, and the prince and Han Yuan fell one step behind. The two looked at each other, and the prince winked at a stall on the road. The stall owner nodded calmly and put down the things in his hands. Front.

More and more lanterns were hung up, and the street suddenly became as bright as day. Master Wei was in high spirits, secretly thinking about the day when he would come out with his wife and children.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a lot of excitement in front of me, and many people gathered around. It was obvious that something new had happened.

Although Mr. Wei likes to watch the fun, he doesn't like to join in the fun. He took a look and saw that he couldn't see clearly, so he didn't take it seriously and walked straight forward. Han Yuan behind him suddenly said, "Brother Wei, there seems to be something going on in front of you. No." What if we take a look together?"

After all, they were good friends, so Mr. Wei couldn't refuse, so he nodded and the three of them squeezed in together.

But he saw a young woman kneeling on the ground with her head lowered, wearing mourning clothes and a white cloth on her head. There was also a man with a pale face and eyes closed lying in front of her.

Selling yourself to bury your father?

Mr. Wei was not interested in these things, but he saw the woman who had been lowering her head slowly raising her head. After seeing her tear-stained face, the eyes of the men around him brightened a little.

She is truly a beauty.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty and filial, this woman must be as beautiful as a fairy.

With exquisite facial features and beautiful appearance, coupled with the tears in her beautiful eyes, looking at the people around her with such pitiful looks, the hearts of most of the men present were half melted.

"It's really pitiful, but among civilians, it's really rare to find a woman with such an appearance."

The chubby prince saw that Mr. Wei's eyes were clear and he was not as stunning as the man next to him. His eyebrows wrinkled unnoticeably, but his face remained motionless. He sighed and said, "If it weren't for the Rouge Tiger at home and his stunning beauty, I wouldn't be here today. It must be brought back.”

Mr. Wei smiled and comforted, "The prince's wife also admires you."

As he spoke, there was actually a hint of satisfaction in his smile.

The same is true for Mrs. Geinwei. He is the only one who is devoted to her. Mr. Wei, who has not enjoyed his father's love much since he was a child and lost his mother prematurely, enjoys the feeling of being cared about by his wife.

Master Wei didn't accept the move, and the prince looked a little stiff, but Han Yuan stepped forward and asked gently, "Brother Wei, wouldn't he be moved when he sees such a beauty?"

"I heard that Brother Wei only has one wife in his family. Meeting this woman today is considered fate. Wouldn't it be nice to have a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine?"

"No, no, no."

Mr. Wei shook his head and refused without thinking, "It's not appropriate."

"It's inappropriate. Ziqing, you are also a court official after all. You don't have one or two concubines in your family. What's more, this woman is indeed beautiful."

The prince intervened at the right time to lobby, but Master Wei still insisted, "I am already old. If my son grows a few years older, he will be about the same age as this woman. What's the point?"

He was indifferent, and the Crown Prince's eyes immediately became a little anxious. On the contrary, it was Han Yuan who still had that gentle and gentle expression, but with a bit of the sympathy of a good friend on his face.

"Brother Wei doesn't want to, but is it because the wife at home is strict?"

The prince understood, and his chubby face immediately showed a bit of disdain, "Did Zi Qing be controlled by a woman?"

However, Master Wei did not become angry as if his manly dignity had been challenged as they expected. Instead, he glanced at the Crown Prince with some confusion.

Just now, didn't the prince say that there was a rouge tiger in the family? Why do you still despise yourself so much?

Doubts are doubts, and those who should be answered must still be answered.

"The prince is joking. My wife is gentle and never restrains me. It's just that I'm old and don't like these affairs."

"It's getting late, so we'd better go back early."

The provoking method doesn't work.

The prince's face darkened slightly, but the woman kneeling on the ground suddenly grabbed Mr. Wei's calf as he turned to leave.

She cried sadly, "Master, please buy a slave, and the slave will work as an ox or a horse for you. Master, please..."

Mr. Wei was so caught that he couldn't leave. When he turned around, he saw eyes full of tears, full of pleading.

His heart skipped a beat, smelling the body fragrance coming from the woman, and he was very embarrassed to find that he actually had a reaction. Fortunately, his clothes covered it, otherwise it wouldn't be embarrassing.

but……

Mr. Wei was in a trance for a while. This woman was indeed beautiful and fragrant. She looked gentle. If she bought her and took her home, she would be a pleasure to the eyes as a maid instead of a concubine.

Thinking like this, he reached into his arms and took out the money.

As he dug around, his dazed brain suddenly came to his senses.

Ah, he has no money...

Two hundred and fifty taels were taken away by his father, and now Mr. Wei is penniless.

He actually wanted to buy a maid back when he had no money. Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud just now. Otherwise, if he had said it but couldn't get the money, wouldn't it be ridiculous?

Mr. Wei blushed in embarrassment and took his hand out of his arms as naturally as possible, and took out his calf that was being held by the woman.

"Girl, I can't help you, please find someone else."

As he said this, fearing that someone would see that he had no money, Mr. Wei hurriedly greeted the two of them and left the crowd.

Phew, that's just a tiny bit away from being embarrassed.

Good risk, good risk.

Behind him, the rejected woman's face was filled with disbelief.

How is this possible? Didn't she use incense?

***

Mr. Wei, who was in a hurry to return home, walked in the door and suddenly remembered that he wanted to find his father. He quickly turned a corner and entered the old man's yard.

In the yard, the old man was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back.

Mr. Wei came forward to say hello and asked his father what he was doing.

Wei Mingyan said with a serious face, "Watch the stars at night."

Master Wei was shocked and quickly looked up.

But he saw that the sky was pitch black and there were no stars in the sky.

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