Chapter 41

  Anle Hou's injury is stable, and Pang Taishi also has a worried heart about how his son could have done such a thing.

  The servant who followed his son out was summoned for questioning, and finally learned about the cause and effect.

  Lu Xiaofeng listened on one side, his brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

  It's actually Young Master Wang of the Wang Estate!

  I remember that bastard Chai Wenyi was struck to death by thunder, damn it! He was so evil that he reached the point of being hated by both humans and gods.

  How did this idiot Pang Yu end up with such a dangerous guy?

  What's worse, others were admiring the new sword they had just obtained, while you were watching from a distance. But then you got too close and that big-mouthed fool slashed at your abdomen with his exaggerated movements, causing blood to gush out like a fountain.

  Then a group of spoiled brats dispersed in all directions, and even that scoundrel Chai Wenyi ran away. The attendants from the Grand Preceptor's residence were flustered as they carried their young master back to the Grand Preceptor's residence.

  Lu Xiaofeng then understood everything that followed.

  "Father, who is this Chai Wen-yi?" Little Phoenix asked with feigned ignorance.

  Pang Taishi waved his hand and let the attendants retreat before saying to his adopted daughter: "He is Xiao Shang Wang's only son."

  "Little Business King?"

  "You should know that the world was obtained from the hands of the Chai family."

  It's clear that Chen Qiao staged a military coup, and the emperor was forced to abdicate. To put it bluntly, it was a coerced surrender of power, and the abdication was just a formality.

  However, in order to prove the legitimacy of the Zhao family's seizure of power, the Zhao imperial clan treated the Chai surname tribe with great courtesy and promised that as long as they did not commit treason or rebellion, no matter what serious crimes they committed, they would not be killed.

  It's as if they've got a get-out-of-jail-free card and can do whatever they want.

  Pang Taishi sighed and his face turned somewhat gloomy, "The Chai family is not someone we can afford to offend."

  "Are we supposed to tolerate such things?" Lu Xiaofeng was indignant.

  Pang Taishi's face turned black as he nodded, "Endure."

  It seems that even the powerful eunuch Pong Tai-shi has someone he cannot afford to offend in the imperial court.

  "My daughter is really unwilling." Lu Xiaofeng said indignantly.

  Pang Taishi was also unwilling, but since the other party was the Chai family with an iron plaque that granted immunity from death, he could only swallow this grievance.

  "Dad, from now on, never let little brother play with that young Master Wang again."

  Mr. Pang nodded vigorously and said affirmatively, "Right, can't do it anymore." If they came again, the couple really couldn't take it, even if Dr. Yi's medical skills were excellent, there would be times when she was powerless.

  "Dad, I have some more questions for that servant." Even if Chai Wenyi was a complete idiot, it's impossible for him to injure Pang Yu so badly with just one stroke of his treasured sword. There must be another reason.

  Pang Taishi nodded and shouted out: "Let Liu Er come in."

  "Liu Er, I've come to ask you, did Young Master Hou and those people encounter anything unusual before going to the wine tower to watch the knife?"

  "Miss asked this way, and I suddenly thought of it."

  "Speak quickly."

  Liu Er clearly recounted how their young master and his entourage encountered Chai Wen Yi on the road, and witnessed him teasing a respectable young woman. Their behavior was somewhat too out of line, so their young master said a few words. At that time, Chai Wen Yi's expression was not good, but he was persuaded by the other gentlemen, and then they all went to the wine tower to watch the knife show.

  Now everything has its cause and effect.

  This is the real reason why Chai Wen Yi "lost his hand" and severely injured Pang Yu!

  However, Chai Wenyi himself did not expect that the knife was too sharp and injured Pang Yu to such an extent, which scared him and he ran away directly.

  "What utter nonsense!" Master Pong slammed his hand on the table in anger.

  Lu Xiaofeng was also furious, this little brat surnamed Chai is really something else.

  But no matter how angry they were, they couldn't do anything about Chai Wen's will.

  In this era where imperial power is as vast as the sky, some things can only be done with closed eyes.

  The fiftieth birthday of Mrs. Pong was hastily passed due to the injury of Anle Hou.

  Lü Xiaofeng's birthday gift was a large character for longevity written by her own hand, which Madame Pang hung in the central hall.

  For this daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Pang were satisfied beyond satisfaction.

  Originally, Lu Xiaofeng had planned to go to Zhongmu County with Bao Qingtian after Madame Pang's birthday. However, plans couldn't keep up with changes, and something happened to Pang Yu, so she had to cancel this trip and stay in the Pang Mansion to take care of the seriously injured Anle Xiao Houye.

  The imperial physician said that An Le Hou's physical condition was returning to normal, but Pang Yu remained unconscious for nine whole days before opening his eyes again.

  Madam Pong was overjoyed and wept.

  Pang Yu's lips were a bit pale and dry, his originally healthy small face was now very haggard, the whole person lacked a bit of the original youthful vitality.

  His lips moved but no sound came out.

  Lu Xiaofeng took a self-made cotton swab, dipped it in water and applied it to his lips, saying softly: "You'll be fine once you wake up, don't worry, just rest and you'll be able to speak soon."

  Mrs. Pang nodded vigorously on one side, "Right, your sister is right, don't rush to speak, it's good that she woke up, just good..."

  When Pang Yu opened his eyes, Lu Xiaofeng's heart, which had been suspended in mid-air, finally returned to its rightful place.

  It's all because Master Pong is a royal relative, and Pong Yu is the emperor's uncle. All kinds of precious medicine were used on him as if they were worthless, otherwise, even if he could wake up, it would probably take some more days.

  Once a person wakes up, various tonics and supplements become much more convenient, after all, this is not an era where intravenous drips are possible.

  It can be said that Lu Xiaofeng has been looking forward to Pang Yu waking up early, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

  When she heard that her younger brother had finally woken up, Princess Pong of the palace also felt at ease and bestowed another batch of nourishing products to take back to the mansion.

  Then, young master Anle was raised like a sacrificial pig head, eating whatever was precious and nutritious every day, starting to tonify from the moment he opened his eyes.

  Xiao Feng thought somewhat unkindly: I wonder if Pang Yu is now so full that he wants to vomit?

  Pang Yu was indeed fed up, but when he saw San Jie's expression, he didn't plan to complain about anything.

  "Your Lordship, Liu Gongzi from the Ministry of Works has come to pay his respects. Do you wish to see him?"

  Look, visiting someone when they're sick is always a shortcut to getting closer.

  "Wait a minute, was the young master of this Ministry also present when you were injured last time?" Lu Xiaofeng asked before Pang Yu could speak.

  "In there."

  Lu Xiaofeng directly told the book boy who came to report: "Don't see him."

  The young servant looked at the young master on the bed.

  Pang Yu nodded, "Tell him thank you for his concern."

  The little servant went ahead and replied.

  Pang Yu looked at his sister's pale face and smiled: "Sister, I won't see them, don't be angry."

  Lu Xiaofeng stirred the ginseng chicken soup in his hand with force, grinding his teeth, and looked at Pang Yu with a serious tone: "Pang Yu, having many friends is certainly good, but if you have friends like this who run away as soon as something happens without any sense of loyalty, then even if you have more friends, they are all useless. You know that if the servant had brought you back later and I had arrived later, your life would have been forfeit?"

  Pang Yu put his hand on Yixia's back and said reassuringly: "Third sister, I know, I really know."

  "If you still want to hang out with these people in the future, I won't say anything, but I don't want to see you together with them, got it?"

  "I understand." An Le Xiao Hou Ye hastened to express his stance.

  "Drink the soup." Lu Xiaofeng handed him a bowl of cooled ginseng soup with a scowl on his face.

  Pang Yu took it and slowly drank it mouthful by mouthful.

  When he finished drinking, Xiaohe took away the empty bowl, and Lu Xiaofeng also stood up ready to leave.

  Sister.

  "What's wrong?"

  Pang Yu smiled and said, "I'm fine now, if you have something to attend to, go ahead."

  Lu Xiaofeng patted him on the head and nodded, "I know, get some rest."

  "Uh-huh."

  Xiaohe carried a tray with an empty bowl behind her young mistress, and after they had walked dozens of steps in the corridor, she couldn't help but speak up, "Miss, are you still going to Zhongmu County?"

  Lu Xiaofeng looked up at the sky and said, "Maybe it's not necessary anymore." Perhaps his idol Bao Qingtian had already cracked the case and caught those bastards who deserved to be sent to the 18th level of hell.

  "The servant went to the kitchen and sent the bowl over."

  "Go."

  Lu Xiaofeng returned to his room to change into a suit of clothes suitable for horseback riding and then went to have someone prepare his horse.

  Not far from walking, he met the general manager of the Pangfu, Pang Ming. Lu Xiaofeng directly ordered him: "Help me prepare a horse, I want to go out."

  "I'll send someone over right away, miss. Please wait a moment."

  "Take the horse directly outside the mansion."

  "Yes."

  Lu Xiaofeng walked straight out of the mansion.

  Just as she was approaching the gate, the gatekeeper was leading someone in.

  Lu Xiaofeng's eyes did not stray, and he directly brushed past the person.

  "Miss Pong, please stay."

  But unexpectedly, the mountain didn't go to her, but people went up to climb it. The host took the initiative to greet her, and if she didn't respond, it would seem impolite.

  So Little Phoenix stopped in her tracks and turned halfway around, returning his bow.

  Pang Ming followed behind his own young lady and at this time made the introductions for both sides, "This is the son of Sun Daren, Vice President of the Imperial Censorate."

  "Good, Master Sun." Lu Xiaofeng asked politely and then turned to Hou.

  "How is Young Master Xiao recovering?"

  Lu Xiaofeng directly told Pang Ming: "Housekeeper, take Sun Gongzi to see Young Master, I have something else."

  "Yes, miss, slow down." Pang Ming knew that the young lady was impatient with this person's advances and thought that she must have had something important to attend to, otherwise she would usually still put on a polite face.

  "Master Sun, this way, please." Pang Ming dutifully performed his duties as a servant.

  That Mr. Sun looked at Lu Xiaofeng's back as he turned to leave, sighed in his heart, smiled at Pang Ming, and followed him inside.

  "Miss, miss...... wait for me......" A young maid in a green dress ran past, holding up her skirt.

  Pang Ming couldn't help but stop and take a look, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face. Ever since he started following the young lady, Xiao He had become more and more restless.

  But I really understand now!

  Lu Xiaofeng, who had already stepped out of the gate, heard Xiaohe's urgent calls behind him and could only turn his head back in frustration, "You're running too slowly, the horse hasn't even been led out yet."

  Xiaohe panted and ran up front, hands on his waist, almost like a dog sticking out his tongue to catch his breath.

  "Miss... why did you leave me alone outside again..."

  Just as he was speaking, the groom had already led the horse from the back door to the front gate, waiting for the master to ride.

  Lu Xiaofeng deftly mounted his horse and then reached out a hand from horseback to Xiaohe.

  Xiaohe handed over his hand and was pulled onto the horseback by his own young lady.

  Lu Xiaofeng pulled the reins and gave a soft shout. The jade-hooved horse then carried them, master and servant, galloping forward.

  "Miss, where are we going?"

  "Looking for someone to ask something."

  Xiaohe didn't ask again because she soon got the answer.

  Luk Siu-fung reined in his horse at the entrance of a teahouse in Bianliang City.

  "Where is this place?" Xiao He looked around in confusion.

  Lu Xiaofeng carefully examined the hidden mark on the signboard to confirm that it was correct, then tied his horse to the hitching post in front of the door and walked into the teahouse.

  "What would you two ladies like to buy? Our store has a wide variety of teas..."

  "Cut the nonsense, I'm here on business." Lu Xiaofeng slapped something onto the counter.

  The shopkeeper's expression changed as soon as he saw the mouse-shaped whistle, and his originally mercantile face became respectful and dignified. "Sixth Miss, please come in."

  Xiaohe finally knew where this place was. This should be the contact point in Beijing that Baidaxia told Miss about their Trap Island.