frightfiction Chapter 1887 Jumping Down the Autumn
Chapter 1887 Jumping Down the Autumn
Xing'er shut her mouth in fright upon hearing this, but she was so anxious that her eyes turned red! Cheng Youning waved his hand and said to the troublesome Xing'er, "Stand aside, don't you have any sense?"
Xing'er was the old lady's personal maid, and even the prince and princess treated her with great respect. Apart from the old people, no one in the entire mansion dared to punish her. Today, she angered the crown prince, who wanted to punish her by making her reflect on her mistakes. Xing'er was so aggrieved that tears were about to fall, so she could only stand awkwardly to the side.
With no one in charge, Cheng Youning was delighted. "Grandma, hold on tight to the rope. I want to show you what it feels like to take off. Grandma, sit tight, I'm going to push the swing out."
Old Madam Wan's eyesight was failing, and she was extremely nervous. Her weak hands gripped the ropes tightly, then loosened, then gripped again. Before she was even ready, the swing started moving along with her.
Overreacting, Madam Wan jumped off the swing before it had even gone too high. In Cheng Youning's eyes, this looked like a hasty retreat. But the old lady's legs were no match for those of a young person. She lost her footing and knelt on the ground. The swing flew past Madam Wan's head with a "clang." Her hair bun was askew, her hairpin fell off, but the two cat paw flowers remained.
Xing'er screamed and pounced on her, "Grandmother!"
What happened to Cheng Youning's boasting? Saying he could catch his grandmother if she flew out of his sight! Now he's dumbfounded!
He didn't expect his grandma to suddenly jump off the swing. This unexpected turn of events caught him completely off guard. Before Cheng Youning could react, his grandma had already fallen to her knees. Even if he had eight hands and two super-fast legs, he couldn't catch his grandma! His grandma was too disobedient. Did she not listen to a single word he told her?
Startled, Cheng Youning swallowed hard, then rushed forward to help his grandmother up. He even had a chair brought over for her to sit down.
Upon examination, Xing'er's eyes turned completely red. Both of Madam Wan's knees were bruised, the size of copper coins, and the skin was broken.
Cheng Youning had practiced martial arts since childhood and never took bumps and bruises to heart. He could judge the severity of the injury. He knelt in front of his grandmother, hugged her calf, and carefully examined her knee. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Grandma, don't be afraid. It's just a superficial wound. It's just a little scratch. It didn't damage any bones or tendons. I'll put some wound medicine on it for you, and you'll be fine in two or three days!"
Even at this point, Madam Wan still had a smile on her face, saying words of comfort to her eldest grandson, "Grandma isn't afraid, it's just a fall, it's not a big deal, it'll get better without medicine."
Madam Wan showed no intention of blaming her grandson whatsoever.
As soon as Cheng Youning raised her hand, Qiao Rong took out some wound medicine from her bosom and placed it in Cheng Youning's hand.
Xing'er, watching from the side, became anxious. "Grandmother, shouldn't we call a royal physician to come and take a look?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Wan immediately feigned anger, "You dare? No one is allowed to call the imperial physician, and no one is allowed to tell anyone. I'm fine. Is a little scratch considered an injury? By the time the imperial physician arrives, my injury will be completely healed."
Old Madam Wan had lived a life of luxury and had never suffered a minor injury before! Ultimately, this was all thanks to her grandson. However, the old lady was determined to cover for her grandson and refused to alert the imperial physician; she didn't want him to be beaten or scolded for a mere scratch!
Xing'er wanted to persist a little longer, "but..."
"No buts." The old lady's attitude left no room for argument.
At the same time, Cheng Youning's threatening and displeased gaze fell on Xing'er's face, and Xing'er trembled and shut her mouth.
Cheng Youning absolutely would not allow this matter to get out. If it reached his parents, he would be punished according to family rules. Fortunately, his grandmother stood by him.
Cheng Youning got up again to check his grandmother's head. There was a bump on the back of her head, which she had gotten from bumping into the swing earlier. Cheng Youning coughed lightly to cover up his guilt, "Grandma, don't be afraid. It's just a bump, about the size of an apricot. It will go away in a few days. In a little while, I'll use a hot towel to apply a cold compress to Grandma, and then a hot compress. After a few times, it won't hurt anymore!"
"It doesn't hurt now. Xing'er will apply it to Grandma's face in a bit. Don't you still have to go to the Imperial Academy to study? Studying is the most important thing!" Old Madam Wan was still looking forward to her grandson making a name for himself in the imperial examination! So she was already urging him to go to the Imperial Academy!
Having injured her grandmother, Cheng Youning lost all interest in strolling through the garden. "Grandma, I'll carry you back, and then we'll go to the Imperial Academy to study."
“Why carry me? Grandma can walk and do it herself. I don’t need my grandson to carry me.” With that, Madam Wan stood up and, accompanied by Cheng Youning, returned to her small courtyard.
As Cheng Youning left his grandmother's courtyard, he felt remorseful. "I was too reckless!"
Qiao Rong pursed her lips and remained silent. Was that reckless? She had never seen anyone force someone of that age to swing on a swing.
Cheng Youning rolled her eyes at Qiao Rong, who remained silent, and said, "Say something!"
Qiao Rong managed to squeeze out a dry sentence: "Luckily it was just a superficial injury, otherwise Your Highness would have been beaten up!"
Cheng Youning nodded. "Looks like I'm still lucky!"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Rong's lips twitched, and she no longer wanted to speak.
As he walked, Cheng Youning stopped and looked towards the main hall of his house. "I've only been away from home for a few days, why have the family precepts at the gate been changed?"
Qiao Rong looked at the large, flamboyant characters on the pillars and asked, "What does it say?"
"Born of the Heavenly Lineage, inheriting the legacy of our ancestors with imperial edicts and decrees! A noble lineage for millennia, its jade register and golden seals guide future generations! The horizontal inscription reads: A Noble Lineage of the Heavenly Lineage."
Qiao Rong asked, "The Wan family precepts have been hanging there for many years, why were they taken down?"
Cheng Youning said, "This Crown Prince also wants to know." Cheng Youning called to a servant who was sweeping in the main hall, "Come here for a moment!"
"This servant greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."
"No need for formalities. Tell me, when was this calligraphy by Ge Dongqing left here?"
The young maid looked up at the two large pillars inserted into the eaves and sighed, "They were left by Ge Dongqing after he got drunk last night. Because of this, the Princess was angry last night and asked Steward Yuhua to find Uncle Chen to paint the pillars. But after the Emperor was poisoned by mushrooms, no one bothered with it anymore."
"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy!"
"Is this Lord Ge's calligraphy?" In Qiao Rong's eyes, the calligraphy was extremely sloppy. A mere pageboy was naturally not as proficient in calligraphy and painting as his master. Cheng Youning not only had a good teacher, but his mother and grandfather were also experts here. He started writing calligraphy as soon as he could hold a pen steadily. Over the years, he had developed quite a talent and insight into calligraphy. In particular, he was smart. From the unrestrained and free-spirited style of the beginning and end of the strokes, he could tell that it was Ge Dongqing's calligraphy.