Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 208 Calculation

Su Chengfeng's face was hidden in Yang Zhounan's arms and he didn't respond. Only the silent crying and sobbing could be heard.

"What happened? Tell me."

Yang Zhounan asked, trying to turn Su Chengfeng's face, but the more he tried, the more Su Chengfeng hid in his arms. He had no choice but to hug him tightly and pat his back gently.

"Is it someone in the government office who's pissing you off? Or is it someone else who's bullying you? Tell me, and I'll deal with him for you."

After asking several questions in succession, Su Chengfeng still did not answer. Yang Zhounan stopped asking and waited quietly for the faint shaking in his arms to slowly stop.

After a while, a low and hoarse voice finally responded from my arms.

"I got drunk and went crazy. I made a fool of myself today."

Yang Zhounan slowly loosened the distance and saw that the person in his arms had his eyes closed and did not move, with tear marks on his slightly red face. The sadness was not only for Su Chengfeng, but also for him.

He gently wiped away the remaining tears on Su Chengfeng's face with his fingertips and sighed softly.

"Do you think I'd believe that? Would that prickly Su Da Xia cry over a tiny amount of wine? Who is making you angry? Tell me."

Su Chengfeng closed his eyes and answered the question irrelevantly in a drunken state, as if he was talking to himself.

"Why? Excluding the lost five years, we've been together for nearly ten years, so why can't you see it? I don't want to be your brother. I haven't wanted to be your brother since the second year I met you. I work so hard just to protect you two, and you're the one I want the most."

"But in the end, I was useless. I failed to save you and your father. During those five years, I regretted and felt guilty countless times. I also hated myself for not revealing my feelings to you before that. It was me who missed you."

Yang Zhounan had already understood that this was the ending he wanted, but for some reason, he was not very happy. Instead, seeing Su Chengfeng's heartbroken look, he also felt depressed and uncomfortable.

He stroked the lonely face and watched Su Chengfeng slowly tell himself.

"I thought the person you liked was Ziqing, but you also said he was just a younger brother. Yunling, am I really going to lose you? I'm so conflicted. I want to respect you, but I also want to selfishly possess you without any scruples, but..."

He sighed silently.

"If I did that, you would only dislike me, even hate me. But I don't want you to hate me, and I don't want to be with you until the end, even the little brother-sister relationship will be completely worn away. So, when you said that word 'brother', I didn't dare to say anything. I don't want to be a brother. I like you, and you look beautiful when you smile. I'm afraid of seeing you disappointed."

Yang Zhounan didn't know how to comfort him in this situation. He could only hug him tightly again in silence and listen to his intermittent narration.

However, at this moment, Yang Zhounan seemed to understand a little bit. He cared about Su Chengfeng, but didn't want to see him sad. He would rather see Su Chengfeng become that unruly and unrestrained person again than see him pretending to be patient in front of him.

Anything that is not done willingly cannot take root deep in the heart. It is illusory and can hardly become a part of life. It can only be regarded as a passerby. What Yang Zhounan wants is an unforgettable memory and a lifelong companionship.

In front of the Tongzhengshi Yamen, a man with a small mustache wearing a blue official robe was the Left Councillor.

He stared at the back of a young man in a blue official robe walking away on the street. After the man walked away, he lowered his eyes to look at the memorial in his hand, then turned and went to the office.

A man in a red official robe sat in the main seat, and the Left Councillor handed the memorial to him.

"Sir Li, this Lu Ziqing has come to submit his resignation letter again."

Lord Li put down the document in his hand, picked up the memorial and took a look at it.

"Is Lu Ziqing possessed by some evil spirit? He's got a good job and wants to resign instead? He submits seven or eight memorials every month."

The Left Counselor said, "Logically speaking, there's nothing wrong with this court official resigning. Tell me, why doesn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince want Lu Ziqing to leave?"

"What's so strange about this?" Lord Li put the memorial into the drawer.

"His Royal Highness's old illness was cured by Lu Ziqing. He must value this. Moreover, how many difficult and complicated illnesses has Lu Ziqing cured in and outside the palace this year? He can even cure Duke Wei and Elder Fang. Do you think His Royal Highness can let him go? With such medical skills, not only His Highness, but even I can't let him go."

He sighed, "Alright, you just need to tell the people below that any memorials submitted by Lu Ziqing should be put on hold. I will review them and make a decision later."

"Yes!" said the Left Councillor.

Lu Ziqing had a day off today, but he did not stay at home. Instead, he went to the Welfare Bureau to register, and then went to the homes of the people he had treated before to cure the aftereffects of the evil spell cast by the one-eyed demon.

This time, the people no longer called him a demon practicing witchcraft, but regarded him as a life-saving god.

Lu Ziqing continued to see patients and prescribe medicine as usual. After several days of this, the people's body aches gradually began to improve, and this news soon spread to Yan's house.

Yan Qian stood by the flower stand, waved away the subordinate who came to report, and spoke to Yan Mengjiang who was playing with a parrot beside him.

"Dad, Lu Ziqing and the Welfare Bureau went to the homes of those gentry and merchants. Some of them have been cured and they all say he is a living immortal."

"Living immortal?" Yan Mengjiang fed the parrot.

"The ignorant and foolish are always of the lowest class. With just a little trick, they'll be swept to one side like the wind. If someone else comes up with a different opinion, they'll switch sides again. This is called fence-sitters."

"But these fence-sitters have already sided with Lu Ziqing," Yan Qian said.

"If we let this continue, he'll truly become a living god in the eyes of the people. It won't be easy for us to find any other evidence against him."

Yan Mengjiang stopped teasing the parrot and walked slowly towards the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

"During this period, the military officials have not relaxed their guard. Xiao Yan and the Imperial Guards have also been involved. The emperor truly believes that there is a demon at work. Since this person cannot be sent away, let's fight to the death. Lu Ziqing wants to become a god, so I will send him to heaven."

Yan Qian followed beside him and pondered, "Dad, do you mean to let that Taoist Qiu point the finger directly at these two people?"

A few birds flew over to the pavilion, and Yan Mengjiang took a look.

"Since they won't let go, let's do something ruthless this time. If we can capture Lu Ziqing and Xiao Yan in one fell swoop, it will save us a lot of effort."

He glanced at Yan Qian and said, "Go get someone to prepare the horses and go to the North City."

Yan Mengjiang's carriage stopped in front of a porcelain building in the north city. He and Yan Qian, wearing simple linen long gowns and scarves, walked into the building. The shopkeeper inside greeted them with a smile.

"Hey, the master is here to pick up the goods. Please come in."

The shopkeeper led the two of them into the backyard on the first floor, which was particularly spacious.

Yan Mengjiang did not go to any of the houses around, but walked towards the rockery next to a big tree. He passed through the doorway of the rockery, and the light and shadow inside dimmed.

Yan Qian pressed on the stone on the side, and the uneven stone suddenly caved in. The square ground in front of him immediately split to both sides, revealing the stone stairs leading to the underground palace in the middle.