The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 134

[Chapter 134 Mr. Yang fainted]

Fang Xiu didn’t seem to notice the change in the atmosphere. He still had a calm expression on his face. He turned his head, looked at Yang Ming, and asked, “Young Master Yang, am I right?”

Yang Ming Zhang said.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately,

the servant on the side had quick eyesight and hugged him, saving him from being hurt a second time.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Immediately, he subconsciously felt respect for Yang Ming.

It is really admirable to be able to endure what ordinary people cannot endure.

As Yang Ming fainted, there was a brief commotion in the pavilion.

The servant of Shangshu Mansion, holding his young master, was at a loss and almost burst into tears.

Most of the people around were watching, and no one wanted to cause trouble.

Even the people from the Ministry of Rites were hesitant about whether to help.

After all, vomiting blood and fainting is really embarrassing.

If he were saved, it wouldn’t be of much benefit. The most he could do was let Young Master Yang take another look.

But if the rescue is not successful, then the sin will be huge.

Although there is no doubt that the main culprit is Fang Xiu, if he is hated by Lord Shangshu, the gain will outweigh the loss.

He just rested, and there was General Dingyuan behind him to support him.

What do you have?

Fang Xiu couldn’t stand it when he saw this scene.

All sanctimonious people always say better than what they actually do.

People like this were actually the future pillars of Chu State, which made him feel worried for the Emperor of Chu.

There is a court as there are civil and military officials. After the death of Emperor Chu, we still don’t know what the world will be like.

Fang Xiu had a look of disdain on his face, but he never thought that the reason why Yang Ming fainted was because someone

looked around, picked up the wine bottle containing a drunk Fang Xiu, walked up to Yang Ming, and said: ” Get out of the way!”

When the people from the Ministry of Rites saw this scene, they all looked angry and said angrily: “Young Master Yang has become like this, what else are you going to do?”

Fang Xiu glanced at the man and said: ” The reason why people faint is because their hearts are filled with anger and their heart and blood are blocked. What they need most is fresh air. Do you gather here to kill your young master? “

This is not wrong.

But

everyone is still a little uneasy, and they can’t figure out whether this guy really wants to save people, or is adding insult to injury and trying to harm Young Master Yang.

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, his expression was indifferent and he said: “Young Master Yang is the only son of the Minister of Rites, and he will be a new scholar in the future. Even if I don’t like him, I won’t be so mad.” When

everyone heard this, they looked at each other. After taking a look, he slowly stepped back a few steps and made way for a clearing.

Anyway, this guy is also good friends with Doctor Yan, and he should have some medical skills.

And

he shouldn’t be so crazy.

Fang Xiu walked up to Yang Ming and stretched out his fingers to test the tip of his nose.

Actually fainted?

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed that people could really be so angry that they vomited blood.

He had always thought that it was just an exaggeration used in TV dramas.

He opened the jug and smelled the aroma of wine, confirming that it was the jug of wine on his table.

He reached out his hand and slapped him on the face with all his strength.

In an instant, a bright red slap mark appeared on Yang Bai’s tender face.

When the people around him saw this scene, they were so angry that their eyes seemed to spit out fire. They cursed in unison: “How dare you beat Mr. Yang, you, you”

pointed at Fang Xiu, and were so angry that they could hardly speak.

However, Fang Xiu only glanced at them, not caring at all, and said lightly: “Otherwise, how would I know if he was really fainted?”

Someone glared at them and said loudly: “Can’t you be gentler?

” “

Fang Xiu glanced at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He opened Yang Ming’s mouth and drank a bottle of wine.

“What are you going to do again!?”

The people around him couldn’t help but rush up.

“Cough cough”

After getting drunk, Yang Ming suddenly coughed.

Fang Xiu looked indifferent, looked at the indignant crowd around him, and said, “Aren’t you awake now?” When

everyone, especially the people from the Ministry of Rites, saw this scene, they were too lazy to pay attention to Fang Xiu and rushed to Yang Ming’s side. The man next to him looked concerned and asked softly: “Mr. Yang, what do you think? Do you want to invite the doctor?”

Yang Ming coughed for a while before recovering from being choked.

At the same time, a wave of alcohol surged over me, making me feel dizzy and everything in front of me gradually blurred.

As time passed, I felt more and more uncomfortable in my chest, and my whole body became hot, just like the weather in June.

“Mr. Yang, what’s wrong with you?”

Concerned voices made Yang Ming regain his consciousness slightly.

He tried to open his hazy eyes, and after seeing everything in front of him clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

He stretched out his hand, pointed at the wine bottle on the ground, looked at Fang Xiu who was standing aside and looked at him condescendingly, and asked: “You, what did you give me to drink?”

Fang Xiu smiled and said: “One of the people from Chunfeng Tower When you’re drunk, how do you think it tastes, Mr. Yang?”

When Yang Ming heard this, his usually calm face showed a rare look of fear.

A pair of eyes glared at Fang Xiu, and he said sternly: “Which bottle am I asking about!?”

Fang Xiu’s expression was a little strange, and he asked: “Which bottle, what difference does it make?

This wine was sent by a servant of Prince Ning’s Mansion. Yes, from the beginning to the end, I haven’t moved a muscle. Do you still suspect that I poisoned the wine?

Or do you think His Highness Prince Ning will harm you?”

Yang Ming suddenly thought when he saw Fang Xiu’s expression. What, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he said loudly: “You, why are you okay yet?”

The words stopped abruptly as soon as they came out.

Yang Ming seemed to realize something, his face turned pale, he slumped on the ground, and murmured: “It’s over.”

Fang Xiu looked at him with an innocent face and asked: “What’s the matter?”

Everyone onlookers heard this inexplicable sentence. During the conversation, everyone showed doubtful expressions.

Only a few guys who had been silent seemed to have thought of something, and subconsciously looked at the wine bottles on the ground, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Time passes minute by minute.

Yang Ming has not yet made any move to stand up from the ground.

On the side, his servant tried to help him up, but was pushed away.

Yang Ming’s face turned red, he was breathing heavily, and he shouted sternly at the servants and the crowd of onlookers: “Get out of the way, everyone! Get out of my way!”

Seeing this scene, the servant became even more uneasy and did not dare to leave. Taking two steps closer, he asked, “Master, what’s wrong with you?”

“You”

Yang Ming had a ferocious look on his face, a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at his servant, breathing heavily.

He pounced forward!

(End of chapter)