Uncle from a poor family

Chapter 472 Cooked Duck

As expected, Zhang Luan went home that night to be with his wife and children.

Early the next morning, he ran excitedly to attend court, but not long after he left the house, he was carried back.

"What's the matter?"

Jin was originally very pleased with her husband's sudden consideration for his family, but she didn't expect that her husband would cause trouble early in the morning.

Mrs. Tang poked her head out of the window of the opposite room and called out, "Madam, I don't know what's going on in front. Maybe we should go and take a look."

"There are so many people in the front yard. It's probably not appropriate for a woman like me to show up in public."

Jin said in embarrassment, "By the way, where are the eldest and second brother? Why can't we see them?"

The maid reported back: "Madam, the two young masters did not come back last night."

"What!?"

Jin frowned upon hearing this and muttered, "This is really rare... The father usually stays out of the house, but he finally came back yesterday, and the two little ones started staying out all night again? Could it be that they have grown so independent that they don't even leave the house?"

So, Jin ran to the front yard to check the situation in person.

Just at this moment, the two brothers of the Zhang family rushed back from outside after hearing the news. They saw Zhang Luan being carried on the door panel and groaning. The whole family was a little confused.

Zhang Heling pushed through the crowd, stepped forward and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, were you... beaten?"

Jin also walked over and asked with a concerned look on her face.

Zhang Luan looked at his youngest son who was bending over to check on his legs and feet, with a look of annoyance on his face: "As expected, good people are often bullied. Even God is against me... I went to court early this morning, but I fell on the way... Damn it, I'm afraid all the bones are broken!"

After a careful inspection, Zhang Yanling said, "Although there are no broken bones, the tendons and bones are injured. Even if you don't rest for a hundred days, you won't be able to jump around for half a month... Stay home and rest well!"

When Jin heard this, for some reason a look of relief suddenly appeared on her face.

It seemed like I could finally tie my husband down and stop him from running around.

Zhang Luan said, "Son, you're not a doctor, how can you be so sure? When I fell, I thought it was nothing and wanted to insist on attending the morning court. But after walking a few steps, something went wrong. My legs and feet hurt like needles... Damn it, when will the imperial physician come?"

Zhang Heling said, "Dad, are you sure you weren't beaten? It looks like that to me."

"Brother, stop adding fuel to the fire. Quickly get someone to carry our father to the backyard." Zhang Yanling called out.

Soon a group of people were busy and Zhang Luan was like a lamb at the mercy of others. In the end, he was carried to the backyard.

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Because they had to wait for the imperial physician to arrive, Zhang Luan deliberately dismissed his family members and left only Zhang Yanling.

"Son, I should have listened to you and hardened my heart. I wouldn't have been distracted by thinking about something and ended up bumping my head against a pillar and falling into the ditch beside the road... I didn't take it seriously at first... Who would have thought... Oh!"

As Zhang Luan spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it seemed that his legs and feet were still in pain, but he didn't dare to hug them with his hands. He could only hum to relieve the pain.

Zhang Yanling said: "The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions... As the saying goes, fortunes are often accompanied by disasters, and disasters are often accompanied by fortunes. Perhaps this is the arrangement of fate!"

Zhang Luan glared at his youngest son and said, "Why are you so weird? Are you going to tell your father all the stories again? Don't tell me you've already figured it out!"

"Humph... Dad, do you think I'm really a god who can accurately calculate your movements? Your mind is too confused... I used to think you listened to me and everything was under control, but now... you act on your own a lot!"

Zhang Yanling then carefully examined Zhang Luan again, and after confirming that there was indeed no fracture, he shook off the white cloth in his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a slight fracture and a strain... Take good care of yourself at home, and don't go anywhere these days."

Zhang Luan looked annoyed: "I can't go anywhere? Then I shouldn't have come back last night!"

Zhang Yanling said, "Things are unpredictable. Don't say you didn't expect it. Even if the Golden Immortal came, he wouldn't have thought that you would fall down when you went out today... But it's a blessing in disguise, just in time..."

Zhang Luan angrily said: "What do you mean by just right? I fell down, and you still say that the fall was good? Hiss... Ouch..."

"Are you still talking now? Just bear with it for now, I will apply medicine for you later!" Zhang Yanling said.

Zhang Luan bared his teeth and said, "It won't hurt after applying the medicine? Then hurry up."

Zhang Yanling said unhappily, "You will feel more pain after taking the medicine... I'll let you experience the time when it's not so painful first, you will miss it later..." "You little bastard, are you really trying to make trouble for your father?" Zhang Luan cursed, "Find me some medicine that won't hurt. I'm already in such a miserable state, and you're waiting to see me make a fool of myself, right?"

"Then I have to ask the people at the Imperial Hospital to see if there is any good painkiller... You wait here first."

Zhang Yanling couldn't help but smile when he said this, "That's good. I guess mother is also thinking about it now. It's good that you got hurt. You suddenly became honest and obedient. You won't go out to cause trouble and make her worry about you anymore."

Zhang Luan said angrily, "She just has a woman's opinion. Are you the same as well?"

Zhang Yanling smiled and said, "Son is trying to persuade you to return to your family... Hehe, it seems that even God wants you to do so. Old Zhang, you should turn back from your wrong path. You have been too proud of yourself recently and have been so close to Li Zisheng that you are almost arm in arm with him... If something happens to him, will it not implicate you? Just bear with it for now."

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soon.

Someone came from the Imperial Medical Bureau. It was the hospital director Zhang Yuan who came with the newly appointed imperial physician Wang Ji.

The two of them came to pay their respects.

After all, Zhang Luan, as the Minister of Rites who was once in charge of the Imperial Medical Service, was their superior... Even if the new emperor did not arrange for Zhang Luan to be in charge of the Imperial Medical Service, he did not explicitly say that Zhang Luan had nothing to do with the Imperial Medical Service.

In later times, this would be a gathering of department heads from the nation's top hospitals to treat a leg injury caused by their most skilled dean and academic master.

Wang Ji went in to take a look around, and when he came out he said to Zhang Yanling, "Second Young Master, your father's injury is quite serious. I'm afraid it's not just a sprain. In addition to the swelling, the bones are also prone to dislocation. I'm afraid... he will need to rest for quite some time."

Zhang Yanling said, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Wang to help prescribe medicine for my father."

Wang Ji sighed, "You also know that the best way to treat bone injuries right now is to not work too hard, especially to fix the injured area and not move it around randomly."

"Did Mr. Wang tell my father?"

Zhang Yanling asked.

"He did, but he... kept asking us to find a solution. He said he was busy with court affairs recently and couldn't get away." When Wang Ji said this, he was full of respect for Zhang Luan.

Even though he's been injured so badly, he still hasn't forgotten the Ming Dynasty?
Zhang Yanling was laughing in his heart.

Is the old father worried about not being able to handle court affairs after being injured?
He was worried about the romantic debts he had gotten into outside.

It would be fine if the cooked duck flew away, but now after it is in your mouth, it can turn back into a duck and fly away... That's really outrageous.

"Please Mr. Wang."

"I don't deserve it. I'll have someone get the medicine and send it back later."

Wang Ji hurried out to chase Zhang Yuan.

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in the room.

Zhang Luan was leaning on a soft pillow, his legs and feet clamped with wooden boards, lying there half-reclining, sighing.

Seeing his son coming in, Zhang Luan had a look of despair in his eyes. He shook his head and sighed, "Son, do you think Dad is unlucky?"

Zhang Yanling said unhappily, "You're so sentimental just because you got hurt? You should stay at home for a few days to recuperate and let Li Zisheng hang out. I see you seem to be feeling empty lately."

Zhang Luan said, "If my heart had been in mid-air, would I have been able to go back to you last night? The meat in my mouth flew away just because I was soft-hearted? Can we be reasonable? Do you think what happened today was my retribution for my evil deeds?"

"Then why do you think it is?"

Zhang Yanling asked back.

Zhang Luan was speechless for a moment, but still tried to explain: "My good deeds will be punished with evil... No, no, it seems that I have to continue to do evil in the future."

But at this moment, Zhang Heling ran to the door and shouted, "Dad, second brother, come out and see, someone has come from the palace... It's Eunuch Tan from the Imperial Household Department, and I want you to go out and see him quickly."

Zhang Luan cursed: "You stupid brat, I am bedridden and you want me to go out to meet guests? You won't stop until you torture me to death...Please ask Eunuch Tan to come here to meet me...Wait, which Eunuch Tan?"

(End of this chapter)