Adviser should be self-improvement

As summer turned into autumn, the sky was getting dark earlier than usual, and the sound of the wind seemed to carry a touch of coolness. Because of his thin clothes, Jiang Er couldn't help but gather up his skirts.

But his footsteps did not slow down, the Herbal Garden was just ahead, and he had to seek medicine for his bedridden mother.

The frontier is uncertain, soldiers and horses are scarce, and they have been invaded for many years. Most doctors dare not stay here for a long time.The Herbal Medicine Hall was established three years ago, and it is also the only medical center in Border City. So far, no one knows who the real owner of the medical center is, only that there is a scholar in charge named Chu, who wears a half mask and has never Show your true colors.

Jiang Er had never seen this scholar before, but he heard from the neighbors that he was a gentle and elegant person. The people who came and went in the border city were warriors and handymen. The status of a scholar made this steward even more mysterious in the hearts of ordinary people. The younger sister of the family passed on the Chu Guanshi in a miraculous way, and said that the gods came to the world, but Jiang Er didn't think so.

If he is really a god, why is he willing to come to this barren and dangerous place?

Arriving in the herbal hall, Jiang Er exhaled and hurriedly looked for a doctor, but maybe it was too late, there was only a medicine boy who was cleaning in the hall, and there was no doctor left.

Jiang Er was in a hurry, caught a medicine boy and asked, "Excuse me, where are all the doctors here?"

"Both Dr. Cheng and Dr. Yang have gone out. What, are you here to see a doctor?"

"Yes, no, it's not me, it's my mother. Do you know when they will come back?"

Yaotong wondered: "There is no certain number."

"Then what should we do?" Jiang Er became anxious, walking around while talking, holding Yaotong's arms and saying, "Why don't you tell me where they are? I'll come to look for them."

"This...me too..."

Just as he was talking, a person walked in from outside the hall. The person looked at Jiang Er and Yaotong who were arguing, and asked, "Xiao Wu, what happened?"

The drug boy let out a cry, as if he was very pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Chu, why are you here?" He pointed to Jiang Erdao in front of him, "His mother was ill, and the two doctors happened to be out, so I don't know what to do. good."

"I forgot something." The scholar looked at Jiang Er, "Otherwise, can I trouble you to wait a little longer?"

The person in front of him exuded a different aura than ordinary people, presumably it was what they called Guanshi Chu, Jiang Er came back to his senses, with a sad expression on his face: "But my mother... I'm afraid it will be too late if I wait any longer. !"

Seeing that Jiang Er was really in a hurry, the scholar said, "Don't panic, and tell me about your mother's symptoms."

The scholar's calm face seemed to have a soothing effect. Jiang Er calmed down, and explained the symptoms according to his words. The scholar pondered for a moment, then turned and came to the medicine cabinet, took some herbs and put them in the medicine cabinet, and said: "Go stop."

Jiang Er was stunned: "Are you...?"

"Of course I'm going to see your mother."

"But you are not a doctor, do you really know how to see a doctor? This is a matter of human life!"

As soon as the questioning words came out, the scholar hadn't responded, and the little drug boy was furious: "How do you talk?"

The scholar patted Yaotong's shoulder, looked straight into Jiang Er's eyes, his eyes were full of indifference and sincerity: "Please rest assured, Chu never joked about other people's lives."

In the dimly lit shabby room, the scholar didn't behave awkwardly. After taking the pulse, he went to cook the medicine. Seeing the mother who drank the medicine gradually fell asleep, Jiang Er heaved a sigh of relief, and gratefully handed the money for the medicine to the scholar. : "Thank you, Mr. Chu. I was anxious earlier, and my words offended me so much. Please don't blame Mr. Chu."

The scholar put away the medicine box, glanced slightly, took out a penny from the pile of loose change, put it in his palm, and said with a smile: "This is enough, let your mother buy some food for the rest."

Jiang Er felt more and more guilty, handed over the money again, and said anxiously: "How can this be possible? Mr. has worked so hard to see the doctor, and there are a lot of medicinal materials just for my mother. How can I do it with just this little?"

Gently pushing Jiang Er's hand holding the money away, the scholar asked calmly, "What do you do?"

"This... this, as long as you have money, you can do almost any job."

"Have you been out of town recently?"

"I helped a silk merchant pull goods."

"How about this." The scholar raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm going to collect medicine outside the city in a few days, but I don't know if it's safe or not. If you feel uneasy, tell me what happened outside the city recently, how about it?"

"Mr. Chu wants to go out?" Jiang Er was shocked, "This is absolutely impossible, Mr. Chu can't go out now!"

The scholar asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Tatars are not doing their best recently. The merchant who paid us to pull the goods hired a total of forty people before he dared to leave. Even so, he didn't dare to delay along the way, as if he was running for his life." Jiang Er's expression was a little bit Panic, "When I came back this time, the guards at the gate of the city almost refused to let me in. Judging by the situation, it seems that there is going to be another war."

I had expected in my heart that this inquiry was just a fulfillment. After bidding farewell to Jiang Er, the scholar was walking on the deserted street. image.

Chu Huaiqing has been walking this road alone for four years.

Chu Huaiqing held his palms in front of his face, heaved a sigh of relief, and rubbed them a little. In the phantom in front of his eyes, half was a child, half was a young man, and the child's appearance gradually became blurred, turning into a handsome young talent.

——The weather is cold, sir, why are you wearing so little, your hands are numb from the cold, come on, help Mr. Ce cover it.

—His Highness, Your Highness...

Soon.

Chu Huaiqing put down her hands and looked in the direction of the capital.

The person he was thinking of was coming soon.

Ever since the eldest prince lost his legs, all the forces in the court have undergone earth-shaking changes. Emperor Hengwu set up a grand banquet and made the second prince the crown prince in public. The line of scholars headed by Zhang Yuanlao all turned to the second prince. The prince's former aides left one after another, because the second prince, who is respected by military generals, could not find a way out, and the other princes had no ambitions, and most of them chose to live in seclusion.

In the 32nd year of Showa, Emperor Hengwu was seriously ill and set up a prince to supervise the country.

"At the beginning, Huai Qing never mentioned that the emperor would be seriously ill." Xie Fu fanned his fan, laughing heartlessly, "A few months ago, I tried every means to separate you brothers, but I didn't expect to collapse in a few days. Come on, it’s funny when you think about it.”

The man's face was silent, and he blocked Xie Fu's chess game without changing his expression: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are impermanent, no matter how powerful he is, he may not be able to expect these things."

"I can't even hide it from him when the wine shop next to the street will change hands." Xie Fu smiled half-truthfully, "I have enshrined him as a god, how could I have thought that there would be something unexpected to him?"

The corner of the man's mouth raised an imperceptible arc, which seemed to be extremely agreeable, but it disappeared quickly, and Xie Fu didn't notice it: "That's right, maybe he had expected it, but he didn't say it on purpose."

"Report-"

The servants rushed over and said respectfully to the man: "His Royal Highness Third Prince, His Royal Highness is urgently announcing you to enter the palace for discussion."

"I see, you go down."

"Yes."

After the servant left, Xie Fu shook his head and didn't shy away from it: "This prince is more and more capable of torturing people."

Qin Ce didn't say a word, dropped the last ball, stood up and said, "Want to gamble?"

"What are you betting on?" Xie Fu twitched the corners of his mouth, looking not very motivated.

"What is the so-called betting that the prince announced me into the palace?"

"The bet is the letter Huaiqing sent me?"

"If you count the days, the latest one should arrive."

Xie Fu flipped the table with a roar in his heart, with a forced smile on his face, "The few letters have been snatched by His Highness, what else do you want?"

"With your photographic memory, it's enough to read the contents of the letter once." Qin Ce insisted on saying what should be said with a calm face, "If you think about it like this, you don't have to gamble. Send the letter to my residence."

Xie Fu tried to make the last struggle: "If the subordinates say no?"

"The taste of Prohibition, Mr. Xie, would you like to try it?"

Knowing that this person would definitely do such a frenzied thing, Xie Fu gritted his teeth with hatred: "How could Huaiqing teach you such a rascal student."

Qin Ce pulled the corner of his mouth, turned around and was about to leave, when Xie Fu suddenly said, "Your Highness."

"Since you miss Chu Huaiqing, why don't you send someone to find out his location?"

Qin Ce didn't turn his head back, "Since Mr. said he would meet me again, I will believe him."

"Even if..." Xie Fu paused, "I've been waiting for four years?"

"..."

Sure enough, talking about that person would easily touch Qin Ce's minefield, Xie Fu coughed lightly: "I don't know how long it will take to go to war, my subordinates will go back and pack up the things first."

Before answering again, Qin Ce disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Xie Fu, who was left behind, couldn't hide his complicated eyes anymore, looking at the chess game and sighing softly.

It was the longest inning he had played so far, and also the toughest.

Qin Ce's style of chess has changed several times, and now he is aggressive, which shows that Qin Ce's disposition is changing towards the king's side. As a subordinate, Xie Fu is naturally happy, but as an opponent in chess, This is not very pleasant.

Now Xie Fu is only a dozen games away from losing. When he thinks that he will lose his reputation and be defeated by Qin Ce unceremoniously, he feels a strong sense of crisis. Some people took the blame for themselves, immediately dropped the burden, and went home happily to pack their things.

There are still two jugs of wine that Huai Qing gave him, and he is reluctant to throw them away.

"Brother Huang, are you looking for me?"

The prince was playing with something, heard the words and said with a smile: "Hahaha, Brother Sanhuang, you came just in time, come and have a look, this is a secret treasure that Guhua asked for a lot of money!"

Qin Ce stepped forward in response, looked at the thing for a moment, and said, "It's a good sword, congratulations, brother."

"A good sword is a good sword. It's a pity that I am no longer able to wield a sword at will. It is a waste to hold this sword." The prince squinted at Qin Ce, with strong meaning in his eyes, "How about giving it to the third brother?"

Pretending to hesitate for a moment, Qin Ce said in a low voice, "Brother Xie Huang."

"You, you are still such a stupid person... Whatever, whatever." The prince returned to his seat, "But this good sword has to drink blood, otherwise it will rust sooner or later. Right now, there is a chance to put it in the hands of the third prince." In front of you, would you like to?"

"...Please tell me, Brother Emperor."

Qin Ce's every move is indeed in line with the character of a dull person, so the prince no longer doubts, and straight to the point: "I want you to calm down the border."

Qin Ce opened his mouth slightly, busy trying to refuse: "Brother Huang, I..."

"Third Emperor Brother." The prince interrupted him, "I know that Chu Huaiqing is your best friend, and his unexpected death back then gave you a big blow, but people always have to look forward, you You can't be negative for the rest of your life just because a friend died, right?"

"..."

"Okay, that's it. Let's start today. Go back. Don't disappoint Gu's expectations of you."

Qin Ce was silent, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Brother Huang."

When he arrived in his own palace, Qin Ce pulled out his sword, and the sword fell into the restrained sharpness in Qin Ce's eyes, adding a chill.

Long before entering the palace, Qin Ce knew why the prince was looking for him.

Emperor Hengwu suddenly became seriously ill, and the government and the public were in chaos. Although the crown prince's position as the crown prince could not be shaken for a short time, it was still a long time before he was able to take over the entire government. It is an opportunity, but it is also a crisis that is prone to accidents, so the prince must pay more attention.

Now the border is tight, the Hulu Tartars are constantly making small moves, and their intentions to invade are obvious. The crown prince doesn't want outsiders to take over the military power, and he can't get away. In order to prevent the imperial concubine from taking advantage of the situation, his confidantes are all useful , in the long run, asking Qin Ce is the best way.

Qin Ce's external image is that he is extremely skilled in martial arts, but he doesn't like strategy, nor does he admire the powerful.Because the prince once interceded for his friend Chu Huaiqing, he gave his heart to the prince. Even after Chu Huaiqing 'died' on the road to exile, he did not lose his loyalty after being depressed. It can be concluded that he is a person with a mellow heart.

Over the years, the crown prince has used Chu Huaiqing's excuses to distract Qin Ce. Although he is not very sure about controlling Qin Ce, he is still [-]% sure that Qin Ce will not dare to monopolize the military power.

But who can say what will happen in the future?

Before leaving, the crown prince sent Qin Ce a military adviser to sacrifice wine, obviously to help, but in fact to monitor, Qin Ce did not refuse, and accepted this person.

There were 20 soldiers and [-] guards accompanying him, and only Xie Fu was the only one who was hiding behind the scenes. go.

The author has something to say: sorry for the late QAQ

Meet in the next chapter~~

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