"Uncle Wang, it seems that Brother Qiancheng hasn't mentioned this matter to you. Then I shouldn't say too much. It's just that Fengluan owes Brother Qiancheng a favor. Today, my father and I are here to ask Brother Qiancheng to step forward and ask Fengluan to save my grandfather's life."
Wang Langji was slightly stunned. There was such a thing?
That little brat actually didn't say anything. Could it be that day... Wang Langji remembered the day Wang Qiancheng returned with the bodies of his guards.
"My son..."
Wang Qiancheng hadn't left the manor for several days, and his obedience even surprised his tutor. The news of the Liu family father and son's arrival immediately reached Wang Qiancheng's ears. He was only curious as to why the Liu family had come to the Wang family, but he never expected to hear his own name.
Wang Qiancheng's body tensed, and he hurried in, interrupting Wang Langji's inquiry.
"I am willing to step forward. Please, Uncle Liu and Brother Liu, rise quickly."
He couldn't let the people in the manor know about being forced into the snake pit that day. Not to mention whether his father would break his legs, if those illegitimate sons who had always wanted to laugh at him heard about it, wouldn't they burst into laughter?
As for outside.
Wang Qiancheng believed that those people would not gossip about anything!
"Really?" Liu Zijing stood up excitedly, turned to look at Wang Qiancheng, feeling that this prodigal son of the Wang family was so sensible and lovable for the first time.
Liu Cheng did not get up. He turned with his knees on the ground, still looking up at Wang Qiancheng in a kneeling posture.
Wang Qiancheng did not expect Liu Zijing to be so excited. Ignoring Wang Langji's questioning and restraining gaze, he nodded at Liu Zijing: "Of course, I think Fengluan would be very willing to do me this favor."
Mentioning Fengluan, Wang Qiancheng's face twitched. He emphasized the word "help" heavily, but besides Liu Cheng, who knew the whole story, Liu Zijing and Wang Langji did not hear the difference in his words.
Wang Langji sighed, feeling that his son was simply foolish.
...
In the Tongji Pharmacy, the shopkeeper frowned impatiently at the Liu family father and son who had returned.
Liu Zijing ignored the shopkeeper's attitude and glanced at Wang Qiancheng. Wang Qiancheng stepped forward understandingly and said to the shopkeeper, "I am Wang Qiancheng."
"Please have Fengluan visit the residence of Zhongshu Ling, Lord Liu Wanjun, tomorrow to diagnose and treat Lord Liu."
"Alright!"
After looking at Wang Qiancheng a few more times, the shopkeeper nodded without further questions.
...
Upon receiving the message from Tongji Pharmacy, Nan Shiying touched her chin in surprise. Along with the message came a portrait of Wang Qiancheng, proving that the person who came to ask Fengluan to fulfill his promise was indeed Wang Qiancheng, not an imposter.
But the Liu residence?
Nan Shiying never expected that Wang Qiancheng would use this favor for the Liu residence.
It seemed that Lord Liu Wanjun was really on his last breath!
"Sir, do you think I should save him?"
When the Xuan Guard investigated the source of the rumors, the information had stopped at the Liu residence. If Liu Wanjun died, the Liu residence would definitely fall into chaos, and those bugs hiding in the dark might escape in the confusion. However, Nan Shiying's hesitation stemmed from the expression on Ji Jinmo's face at this moment.
He wasn't surprised at all!
Ji Jinmo picked up his tea and took a sip, his expression calm and unreadable. He merely said to Nan Shiying, "As long as he's revived, pay no attention to anything else!"
Nan Shiying glanced at Ji Jinmo. If she were to flick the teacup away with her hand now, would the splashing tea water splash all over Ji Jinmo's face, or would it turn around and splash onto her own face?
This might depend on Ji Jinmo's mood.
Of course, it also depended on how much she courted disaster.
...
In the Wang residence, Wang Langji no longer knew what to say. That was Fengluan, the direct disciple of Medicine King Valley, Fengluan. His favor was worth a thousand pieces of gold, and it was given away for nothing?
"Father, if you keep glaring like that, your eyeballs are going to fall out!"
Wang Qiancheng felt that these people were completely brainwashed by rumors, thinking that Fengluan was truly a compassionate figure with a Buddha-like heart. That person was a living king of hell disguised in Buddhist robes. Getting involved with him was undoubtedly dancing on the tip of a knife. Whoever wanted such a "good thing" could have it; he certainly didn't.
"You!"
Wang Langji was almost angered to death by Wang Qiancheng. How could he have given birth to such a brainless thing?
Wang Qiancheng picked up a pastry from the table and took a bite, then threw it back in disgust. He picked up the teacup and took several large gulps of tea to wash away the cloying sweetness in his mouth, then he said, "Father, look at it from another perspective."
"Now that Lord Liu is critically ill, the Liu family is desperate. At this time, whatever we ask for, they will agree, but then what?"
"Then?"
Wang Langji was slightly stunned. He was still unaccustomed to Wang Qiancheng suddenly becoming so serious.
Wang Qiancheng shifted into a more comfortable position, leaned back in his chair, and continued, "Yes, then, Father, have you ever considered what would happen if that Fengluan couldn't cure Lord Liu either?"
"Then the Liu family will be too busy with their own affairs to remember their promise to our Wang family? If the Liu family deliberately doesn't mention it, that's one thing. But if, because of Lord Liu's death, the Liu family enters a state of hatred under immense grief and shock, then our Wang family will be the first to suffer. Yes, we gave up the promise, but it was exchanged for huge benefits. Will the Liu family not feel that our Wang family is taking advantage of their misfortune?"
"At that time, this will become enmity!"
"Of course, you might say, what if he's saved?"
"If he's saved, then even if the Liu family outwardly expresses gratitude to us, in their hearts they will still feel that it was exchanged for benefits, an equal transaction. Do you think it's more worthwhile to have an equal exchange with the Zhongshu Ling Liu family, or to make them owe us a favor?"
"Father, by giving this favor to the Liu family without compensation, then whether Fengluan saves Lord Liu tomorrow or not, the Liu family will owe our family a favor."
"The hardest debt to repay in this world is a debt of gratitude!"
Wang Langji blinked, and blinked again, and after blinking for a long time, Wang Qiancheng in front of him did not transform. Only then did he believe that this eloquent person radiating wisdom was indeed his good son!
Wang Langji never expected that one day he would have to listen to Wang Qiancheng analyze the pros and cons with him. But the problem was, after pondering it, what Wang Qiancheng said was indeed very reasonable.
He, this useless son, actually thought more comprehensively and thoroughly than himself?
Wang Langji touched his chin, stood up, and kicked Wang Qiancheng's backside, knocking him off the chair. He glared and scolded, "Look at you, standing and sitting improperly, what kind of demeanor is that? Get lost!"
Wang Qiancheng rubbed his backside and mumbled as he walked out, as if saying something about incompetence and wild rage!