Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 124
"He's been hit by a Gu. I don't know what kind of Gu it is, but I'm sure he won't live long."

Grandpa Gourd pointed, "As for the red aura you see is murderous aura, he should have killed a lot of people, and the black aura should be the corpse aura brought out from the ancient tomb, both of which will deplete the yang energy in his body, In addition to being poisoned by Gu, I am afraid that I will not live for a month."

It turns out that the big villain only has one month to live.

What would happen to his son if he died?
Mianmian felt that the big villain did it to himself and deserved to die, but the big brother on the bed was innocent.

"Master, is there any way to save that brother?"

"He is not sick, but poisoned. There are many unclean things in the room. Remove all the things in the room and ask your master to take good care of him. He may recover, but it depends on how long he lives. His own creation."

"I'm also in the room, so wouldn't I be poisoned too?"

"It needs a long-term foundation, and it won't be a problem if you stand for a while."

Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a troubled face, "Master, I think moving the dirty things out of the house may help my little brother's condition."

It was only then that Mr. Mo discovered that there were many valuable objects in the room, many of which were covered with lacquer leather. Children's rooms are generally placed with wooden furniture or porcelain, and lacquer ware is rarely displayed.

Could it be that these things were brought up from below?
Would County Magistrate Hu be so bold as to put something dug out of the ground in his son's room?
Mr. Mo asked: "Magistrate Hu, have these things been kept in the room?"

County Magistrate Hu frowned, not understanding why Doctor Mo suddenly asked, "No, these things were not originally placed here, but Jun Bao liked me so they moved them here. Do Doctor Mo think it's inappropriate?"

Mr. Mo thought for a while and said: "Children are weak. If these things were placed in the warehouse or underground, they would be contaminated with some poisonous substances. If they were kept in the child's room for a long time, they would make the child weak. Just like your son-in-law."

"Is my son sick because of these things?" The voice suddenly became louder.

Mr. Mo glanced at Mianmian and said hesitantly, "I'm not sure yet, but so many things are piled up in the young master's room in a mess, causing the air to not circulate, and the young master's recovery is also slow."

County magistrate Hu thought of something, his eyes were stained with a hint of gloom.

"Hurry up and move out all the things in the young master's room, quickly."

The servants took action immediately, and the house was in chaos. All the family members rushed to move things, and there was nowhere to stay.

Mianmian swayed nimbly among these people, without bumping into a single person.

Mr. Mo suddenly patted her, "Be honest, don't move around."

Mianmian obediently complied.

The steward hesitated to speak, "Master, these are all good things, and they are all the young master's favorite. If they are moved away, the young master won't see them when he wakes up. I'm afraid he will be angry."

County magistrate Hu said: "Even if you are angry, you have to wake up."

What's the use of being angry if you can't wake up?

"Everyone be lighter, don't break it."

"It's my lord."

The steward stared at Mr. Mo's back, and something seemed to come out of his eyes.

Mianmian frowned, thought for a while, and stared back.

Steward: "..."

Hu Xian is about to die, Mian Mian is very tolerant of the dying villain, "Master Hu, your son's illness may be related to what you have done, if you want your son to be safe and sound, it is better to form a good relationship , do more good deeds, the more good deeds you do, the more blessings you will receive, maybe your son will be fine."

"Bold, you dare to curse my master." The steward opened his mouth and reprimanded.

Mianmian was not convinced, "What did I say? Isn't it right to do good deeds to accumulate good fortune? Is it possible to do bad deeds and go to the [-]th hell after death?"

"You? I think you are here to make trouble, you go, our young master does not need your treatment."

"You are so strange. My master is obviously healing your young master, but you want to drive us away. Could it be that you want to harm your young master?"

The steward's face suddenly turned pale, and he glared at Mianmian, "What nonsense are you talking about, little girl? I grew up watching the young master, how could I possibly harm him, you're going to speak out here and slander me."

County Magistrate Hu suddenly said in a cold voice, "Let her tell you to shut up."

The steward gave a dry laugh, and stepped aside, but kept his eyes on Mianmian.

Mianmian snorted softly at the steward, then turned her head and said to Magistrate Hu.

"The so-called accumulating blessings is to do good deeds. The adults can take out your money to help the people, and you can also spend the money on the poor, so that they will be fed and clothed. If they are moved by you, they will be sincerely grateful to you. It is you who have accumulated blessings, and these blessings will definitely be rewarded to you or your children in the end."

"What do you know, little girl? Could it be that you are here to cheat money?"

Mianmian did come for money, but it was definitely not a scam.

"I'm not cheating, but I did come here for the reward of 1000 taels of silver, but I didn't do it for myself, but to use the money to buy food and send it back to those who can't eat."

Speaking of accumulating blessings and repaying Mianmian, I have a deep understanding, "You can open porridge sheds, or distribute clothes and medicinal materials to those poor people, or donate money and materials to some poor places, and help them build roads. Good thing, the people you help will definitely thank you, but you can't bully them."

County Magistrate Hu listened carefully, "The steward will take out 2000 taels of silver, if not 5000 taels of silver, do as she says."

The steward watched anxiously from the side, "Master, you don't really listen to what the little girl said, right? She is just talking nonsense. The master must not believe her words. Can the young master live if the money is spent?"

Mianmian's face was full of doubts, "You are so strange. Everyone knows that doing good deeds and accumulating merit is a good thing, but why do you stop it? Could it be that you just want to watch your brother die on the bed?"

Both the steward and magistrate Hu trembled slightly.

At this time, Mr. Mo put away the silver needle and walked up to the county magistrate Hu, "There has been some improvement, and I can't guarantee whether it will be better or not. Although the child said it innocently, sometimes human life is so mysterious. .”

"Doctor Mo said so."

Mr. Mo left the prescription and left. Magistrate Hu called one of his men, "Go and watch them and see where they live."

"Yes, my lord."

(End of this chapter)