Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The emperor walked down to the court with a calm face. He did not go to the small study room, nor did he recruit Wei Zhi to discuss matters. Instead, he asked Gu Zhong to move all the zhezi to the middle palace.

As soon as he entered the middle palace, the breath of the emperor let out his breath. The queen stepped forward and helped him remove the robe and crown, and then helped him to sit down on the couch.

The emperor was still a little embarrassed, but the queen was considerate, so he could only sit on the wooden couch with a straight face and pretend he didn't care.

Gu Zhong and Aunt Shang wisely put a small table on the couch, and neatly arranged the folds and the like on the table.

The emperor supported his waist and sat cross-legged, and the empress was a little worried, "Why don't the imperial doctor Xuan come to take a look?"

The emperor said solemnly: "No, I'm fine."

The queen knew that he had a good face, and she definitely didn't want people to know that he fell out of bed last night.

After thinking about it, she asked the servants to go down. She brought up a basin of warm water, and waited for him to wash his face and clean his hands first, and then took out a bottle of ointment and said, "I'll give your majesty some ointment."

The emperor was very skeptical, "Can this be wiped on the face?"

A lot of medicine would be hot when rubbed on his face, and his wound was close to his eyes. He rubbed a little ointment last night and quickly washed it off, feeling like his eyes were going blind.

This morning, the queen took the fat powder to cover it up for him, but he still looked a little awkward, but fortunately no one could see it except the people who served him close to him.

However, the queen felt that the injury on his face was not important, what mattered was that he accidentally twisted his waist when he fell off the bed.

She whispered again: "It's better to call an imperial physician to have a look."

The emperor lost his temper and said, "I didn't even say I couldn't watch it, it's not a serious injury."

The queen could not mention it and asked, "Are you going to see Saburo today?"

"Don't go," the emperor twisted his waist and didn't really want to move around. He was still a little irritable at the moment, so he didn't really want to go, "Just have someone give him something, let him not think too much, and take care of his legs first. "

The queen nodded.

It is impossible to ask Prince Gong not to think too much. He has received the imperial edict for several days, and the royal father has only come to see him once. Today, he wants to change his medicine.

King Gong had to think more in his heart.

Xiao Yuan was dismantling the board, cleaned the injured leg, and applied intermittent ointment again. Seeing Prince Gong raising his leg, he quickly and gently lifted it up, warning: "Your Highness, this leg cannot be moved, or the bones will be broken. Misalignment will make you crooked, and once your legs are crooked, you will be lame."

Prince Gong lowered his eyes and glanced at his injured leg, and after a moment of stiffness, he did not move.

Xiao Yuan is continuing to give him medicine.

King Gong asked, "If the leg is crooked, can you make it grow back?"

Xiao Yuanzheng said with a smile: "It is possible to interrupt the connection again."

But re-interrupting it will definitely be extremely painful, mainly because who can hit the originally broken bone again and break it with such precision?

So this kind of thing only exists in the theory of medical classics, and there is no successful case yet.

Under the quilt, Prince Gong's hand trembled slightly, wanting to clench it, but slowly loosened it. He asked Xiao Yuanzheng calmly, "When will this king's leg heal?"

Xiao Yuanzheng said: "His Royal Highness has been taking care of it well for the past few days. After changing the medicine a few times, you can get out of bed and practice walking in a month. After that, you can exercise every day, and you will be back to normal in a month or two."

Xiao Yuanzheng paused and said, "But in the future, I will stop sprinting and climbing..."

After all, Prince Gong is too fat, and walking is a burden, not to mention sprinting and climbing, which will cause more damage to the injured leg in a short period of time.

King Gong pursed his lips and replied glumly.

The prince agreed to let Zhou Man take a leave of absence to go to Shangzhou, so before taking a rest again, Man Bao handed in a letter of leave, and wanted to take about seven days of leave.

In this way, counting the two days of this time off and the next two days, she has 11 days of vacation, and Shangzhou is not far away, she estimates that seven or eight days will be enough to find her mother's house and deal with it. Good thing.

The prince forgot about it, but she remembered it as soon as she mentioned it. He didn't read Zhou Man's booklet that he was going to take a few days off. Say hello.

Yes, Man Bao has two immediate bosses, one is Xiao Yuanzheng and the other is Kong Jijiu.

Kong Jijiu didn't want to criticize, but when he heard that she was going to look for relatives, Confucianism put filial piety first, so he approved it, and then when he raised his hand, he saw Bai Shan and Bai Erlang's leave application, he frowned and asked, "Zhou Full of going to find relatives, what are these two going to do?"

Mr. Zhuang, who also handed in the leave certificate, cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "They are worried that their senior sister will not be able to find their relatives, so they went to help."

Mr. Zhuang said: "I don't know about offering sacrifices, but Zhou Man's life experience was only known to her when she grew up. She never knew she had a mother-in-law's family before, when her father joined the Xia family, and he brought his wife and daughter back after his parents-in-law passed away. Township, it’s been fourteen years since I’ve been here, I’m afraid that Shangzhou is also a matter of right and wrong.”

Kong Jijiu frowned and said, "That said, they are students, and students should focus on their studies."

Mr. Zhuang responded quickly, then took out his leave application and said, "So the lower officials decided to go with them and supervise them all the way, so that they will not waste their studies."

Kong Sacrifice Wine:  …

He looked at Zhuang Xun, and then lowered his head to look at the leave book handed in front of him. He vaguely felt why Bai Shan and the others were like this.

It is said that the apprentice Xiao is his teacher, the son Xiao is his father...

Kong Jijiu stretched out his hand to take the book and opened it, and asked, "Does the prince agree?"

Zhuang Xun did not have many classes in ten days, only three classes, but he still had two small classes for the prince. Kong Jijiu had to admit that Zhuang Xun had a certain ability to teach students, at least the prince could listen to him. Lessons and exhortations.

Zhuang Xun said with a smile: "I told His Highness, but His Highness said that this is the internal affairs of Chongwen Hall, and it is time to ask about the sacrificial wine."

Kong Jijiu felt a little more comfortable, and after pondering for a while, he approved it, and then put the book aside and said, "Go early and return early."

Mr. Zhuang saluted gratefully and said "yes".

In addition to Bai Shan and Bai Erlang's leave application, Zhuang Xun's and Zhou Man's papers had to be sent to the Ministry of Officials for the record.

Not in the holidays and family leave stipulated by the imperial court, they will have to deduct the corresponding salary when they ask for leave.

Knowing the exact approval, Man Bao ran to He Mingda and said, "I won't enter the palace in the next ten days. If you have something to do, write to my family. If it is urgent, my family will send a message to me."

It was only ten days ago, and Mingda didn't think he would need to write to her, but he still responded with a smile.

Man Bao took out a box from his arms and said, "This is the crystal bead string I made for the queen, you can take it to the empress."

Mingda took it and saw that the crystal was white, but the dark stone in the middle was exactly the same as hers. She knew that the most important thing was not the crystal, but this stone.

She nodded, and He Manbao promised not to tell her.

Man Bao slammed her, "How about you make an offering for seventy-seven forty-nine days before Lao Tzu's statue before giving it to the Empress?"

Mingda smiled and nodded, "Okay."

See you at 6 pm