I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Chapter 240 Painting and Calligraphy, Su Family

Zhao Ling was not dead, but he was also disabled. When he was found, one of his legs was rotten.

After Yang San heard this, "Life is really big enough."

Mo Lu said: "I found him on a very remote river bank. He was nested in water plants. He ate water plants for two days to survive. When he was found, not only did his legs rot, but he also had a high fever."

Yang Xi was more concerned, "How did he hurt his leg? Why did he appear in the remote reaches of the river?"

Today, if there is no big fanfare to find Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling will die of high fever.

Mo Lu shook his head, "I don't know, when he found Zhao Ling, he was already burned out."

Zhou Yu asked, "Where's Zhao Ling?"

Mo Lu replied, "At Yu's house."

When they found Zhao Ling, the Zhao family carried Zhao Ling to Yu's house and blocked it to the door. Mr. Yu personally treated Zhao Ling, and he came back after watching for a while at Yu's house.

Yang San knew that Zhao Ling could not wake up for a while, and his eyes fell on the little sister, "Tell me, why did you beat someone today?"

Zhou Xiaomei snorted, "I don't have eyes to stop me, and ask me about my name in broad daylight, oh, I should beat the disciple."

Yang San looked at Zhou Bing, Zhou Bing nodded, "You're welcome, little girl, the person who beats me begs for mercy, and the young master who wants to help has no chance to take action."

Now thinking about the young man's confused look, he finds it funny.

Zhou Yu was delighted, "Little sister, you have to practice martial arts harder in the future."

Zhou Xiaomei touched the whip on her wrist. She didn't want to wear it at first, but she took it on by surprise when she was going out, and it really worked!
The next day, Zhao Ling's high fever subsided and he woke up. However, the fever may have been severe, Zhao Ling's reaction was slow, and his rotten legs were saved, but he could not return to the original state, and he would walk a little lame.

Zhou Yu and Yang San went to Yu's house to see Zhao Ling. Zhao Ling was awake, and he didn't dislike the heat when the quilt was over his head. Zhao Ling's mother sat by the bed and cried all the time.

Zhao Yue hurriedly greeted Mr. Zhao, "Sir, you are here."

Zhou Yu snorted, Zhao Ling's mother stepped aside, and Zhao Ling on the bed was still covered with a quilt.

Yang San was impatient. He still had a lot of things to do. He stretched out his hand and opened the quilt. After a few days, Zhao Ling lost a lot of weight.

Yang San sneered, "I'm not good-tempered, don't let me throw you out."

Zhao Ling opened his eyes tremblingly, turned his head slowly, and spoke in a slow voice, "Master, what do you want to ask?"

Yang San pulled the chair and sat down. Hearing his brother-in-law cough, he quickly moved away from the chair, "Brother-in-law, sit down."

Zhou Yu sat down, "What happened to you?"

If they weren't thinking about the killer, they wouldn't make this trip.

Zhao Ling's hand under the quilt was slowly clenched. Doctor Yu said that his behavior will be sluggish in the future when he hurts his brain. Can he recover to see God's will? If Mr. Zhou accepts him again, he will not be circling around the school every day. will not be a waste.

Zhao Ling's resentment surged in his heart, and he lowered his eyes, "I, I met a strange person who gave me money to ask me about my husband's house. I never got knocked out and thrown into the river."

Zhou Yu didn't believe Zhao Ling's words, "Do you still remember that person's appearance?"

Zhao Ling shook his head slowly, "I don't remember clearly, I have a headache."

Zhao Yue's face was pale, he grew up with his brother, he knew his eldest brother too well, and he didn't tell the truth.

Zhou Yu and Yang San stood up, Zhou Yu raised his hand and touched Zhao Yue's forehead, Zhao Yue, a child, can still be raised well.

Yang San walked out of the room and sneered, "This kid is not honest."

Zhou Yu snorted, "He did meet strangers, and he wanted to make money from them, but he overestimated his worth and was almost killed."

Yang San pondered, "What Zhao Ling encounters is not a killer. The killer will kill him with one blow, and Zhao Ling is alive and well, which is interesting."

Zhou Yu's thoughts were flying, "The school is stationed with soldiers, and the killer doesn't dare to approach easily. Maybe there are people who help the killer?"

Yang San pondered, "Brother-in-law is right."

The two walked out of the gate of Yu's house, saw the carriage parked in front of their house, and walked to the door of the house, a woman walked out of the door, and the woman bowed slightly and got on the carriage and left.

Yang San asked Mo Lu, the gatekeeper, "Who's coming to the house?"

Mo Lu said, "Return the sachet to Miss."

Zhou Yu paused, "Sachet?"

Mo Lu nodded, "The sachet lost by Miss yesterday was picked up, and it was specially brought back today."

Zhou Yu pinched his fingertips. Last night, the little sister found out that the sachet was lost, and she lost it, because the little sister did not make the sachet by herself. Mrs. Qi made the sachet, and in the sachet was Mr. Yu. The configured medicinal fragrance can relieve heatstroke and prevent mosquitoes.

Yang San looked up at the sky, "It's really interesting, is a sachet worth giving back on purpose?"

If it was a sachet made by a woman in the boudoir, with a name embroidered on the sachet, it would be appreciated if it was sent to the Zhou family in person, but it was just a sachet made by a servant woman, which was a bit too much.

Moreover, women in the boudoir seldom bring personal items that represent their identity, and a woman's reputation is very important.

Back in the main courtyard, Zhou Yu saw her little sister chatting with her daughter-in-law, "Where's the sachet?"

Yang Xi replied, "I didn't let my little sister touch the lost things, they have been burned."

Who knows if the medicine in it has been replaced, or other things have been done in the sachet.

Zhou Yu was relieved, "It's still the daughter-in-law to be cautious."

Mrs. Qi brought herbal tea over, and Yang Xi poured herself a cup, "You came just in time, we were talking about this young man who picked up the sachet, the old lady just said that I only found out about our family by asking about it. Sang, the old lady introduced their son."

Yang San even ate the grapes, "Is it fake for the sachet, is it true for the little sister?"

Zhou Yu glared at Yang San, "Which son?"

Yang Xi handed over the post he found, "The Su family in the county, we are going to the Su family for a banquet in two days."

Zhou Yu touched the posts, and Yang San investigated all the selected posts. Yang San said, "It turned out to be his family, a famous painting and calligraphy family in Ruizhou, and the largest painting building in the county belongs to the Su family."

Zhou Yu snorted, "Every state in Ruizhou has the Su family's painting building, which is doing business of calligraphy and painting."

Because the Su family started out with calligraphy and painting, the children in the family may not understand qin and chess, but they must know calligraphy and painting. The Su family is very popular in several nearby states.

Yang San looked at the little sister, "What do you think?"

Zhou Xiaomei wanted to roll her eyes, but unfortunately it was unsightly for the woman to roll her eyes, "No idea."

Zhou Yu put down the post, "I want to take a good look at this Young Master Su."

Zhou Xiaomei glanced at her eldest brother, and then relaxed again. The eldest brother said he would listen to her opinion.

Zhou Yu drank a cup of herbal tea and found out, "Where's your mother?"

Zhou Xiaomei said, "I'm going to Uncle Zhong's house. Aunt Miao's birthday is coming up. My mother asks my aunt if it's okay."

Zhou Yu looked at his daughter-in-law, and Yang Xi smiled and said, "I have prepared a gift."

Mo Lu came in at this time, Yu Guang swept to Mrs. Qi who was guarding outside, and said, "Sir, a girl who is covered in injuries is kneeling at the door with a child."

　Chapter 2 around three o'clock
　　
　
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