poor family young gentleman

The territory of Mingxia Kingdom is huge, consisting of hundreds of counties in 68 prefectures. Each prefecture directly governs five prefectures. All prefectures have high walls and thick walls, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack. Lingnan Prefecture is one of the prefectures belonging to Yunzhou. Yunzhou itself is located in a remote area, located in the southwestern region of Mingxia Kingdom, with mountainous inland, and the five prefectures directly under its jurisdiction are all well-developed by land, and the water transportation is slightly inferior. The passers-by suffered from time to time, but after the government sent troops to suppress it in the past two years, the situation has improved a little bit. At least they will no longer hurt people's lives, just for money.

On the official road to Lingnan Mansion, a carriage was moving forward at a steady speed. The driver was a slender Xiaokun. His fair and delicate face was slightly thinner, with almost no blemishes. The forehead was bright red. Invisibly added to his alluring demeanor. His slender body is wrapped in a black dress. Although he looks thinner, he does not give people a sense of weakness. He is none other than the one who left Wanjia Village before dawn Feng Jiye, as for Yin Huanyang, his identity would be exposed. Feng Jiye had agreed with him early in the morning to let him stay in the carriage and take care of the children. Whether he wanted to or not, he could only obey, because Feng Jiye definitely had A hundred ways to convince him.

The recent drought has been raging, and the official roads are not peaceful. There are bandits or refugees looting property from time to time. Mr. and Mrs. Feng Jiye drove the carriage all the way to Lingnan Mansion. On the way, there were several groups of refugees waiting to swarm up and loot. Fortunately, the dark horse is strong, and it will automatically speed up every time, and it rushed over without waiting for those people to rush up.

At three o'clock in the morning, a carriage appeared outside the gate of Lingnan Mansion, and there was a long queue of people who crowded into the city. Feng Jiye took a look at it from a distance, drove the carriage down the official road, and stopped in a relatively flat area, surrounded by parks in twos and threes. There were quite a few carriages. Since there was an army outside the city to maintain order, there was no looting by refugees here.

"Yeye, are you here yet?"

Yin Huanyang, who was holding the child in one hand, raised the curtain of the car and looked out, his peach blossom eyes exuded a little curiosity.

"Ah."

Feng Jiye turned back into the carriage, took out bread and milk from the space and handed them to him. They didn't even eat breakfast in order to leave early.

"Oh."

Hesitating to speak and looking at him, Yin Huanyang responded in a muffled voice, lowered his head and gnawed on the bread depressedly, he wanted to accompany his wife into Fucheng, but he knew that his wife would not let him in, so he could only go to the city by himself. He was sulking.

"You!"

A gloomy breath came over his face, and it was strange that he could still eat it. Feng Jiye shook his head helplessly, picked up the milk he put aside, put it into a straw and brought it to his mouth: "Be good, this is also For our safety."

"Well...why can you go in every night without wearing a mask?"

Facts have proved that fools can also be smart. Yin Huanyang took a sip of milk vigorously, blinking his eyes and looking at him for a moment.

Feng Jiye's forehead darkened, and after some consideration, he said: "Because someone is going to kill you, don't rush to ask, I don't have time to explain now, I'll talk to you slowly when I get back, okay?"

He really planned to tell him some of the facts, so that he himself could be vigilant, but now Feng Jiye didn't know, he had no chance to tell him those things in person.

"Oh."

Yin Huanyang was getting more and more confused by him, but looking at his eyes full of worry and concern, he didn't want to ask the bottom line to force him anymore.

"Eat quickly."

Barely consoling him, Feng Jiye stuffed him with milk, and took the baby to feed him the grandma. When he was about to enter the city, it was almost a quarter of an hour later. Reassuringly said: "Stay in the carriage and wait for me, don't go out, you know?"

"Well, come back soon, Yeye."

Yin Huanyang hugged his son and nodded vigorously, his reluctance and worry could not be concealed in his eyes.

"Ah."

Looking at them one last time, Feng Jiye raised the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. The team entering the city was slightly smaller, but it was still very large. Feng Jiye, who was mixed in the crowd, looked at the prefectural city calmly. It is indeed a state capital. The city wall is not comparable to Tongyang County at all. There is a mighty soldier standing every one meter on the tower, and there are soldiers standing guard in a row below the tower. Everyone who enters and leaves the city must be interrogated. will let go.

"Where did you come from? What are you doing in the city?"

When it was Feng Jiye's turn, the soldier in charge of the investigation asked impatiently.

According to the memory of the original owner, there is no need for guides to enter and leave the cities of Mingxia Kingdom, but the household registration must be checked. Feng Jiye pretended to be submissive, and tremblingly took out the household registration and handed it over: "Brother Cha, I am from Tongyang I'm from the county, I heard that the doctor of Baoantang has excellent medical skills, so I went to seek medical treatment specially, cough cough..."

In order to prove the authenticity of what he said, he also symbolically clenched his fists and covered his mouth and coughed a few times. His health was not good in the first place. Although he had raised some meat in the past few months, his skin was no longer sickly pale. But the thin figure is very convincing.

"go in."

Looking at the household registration and then looking at him, the soldier returned the household registration certificate to him and waved his hand with a little disgust.

"Thank you, Brother Cha, thank you..."

After receiving the household registration, Feng Jiye repeatedly thanked him, and entered the city gate against the disgusted eyes of the soldiers around him.

"Is this world going to let you live? The drought is getting worse and worse, and the eldest prince has died again. I'm afraid there will be a resurgence of war at the border soon, right?"

"God has no eyes. The Eldest Prince led his troops to go to war at the age of 13, and finally regained the lost land. To take the Eldest Prince's life so suddenly is simply disregarding the suffering of our people."

"It's no wonder that some people have been saying that innate visions will cause major events. The death of the eldest prince is not a major event."

"Yes, it's a pity for the first prince, the emperor is only an adult prince, and the second prince is only nine years old, how can he afford my Mingxia kingdom thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?"

"Ugh…"

Under the bulletin board of the imperial list inside the city gate, a group of people crowded into a group, and the men who looked like scholars shook their heads and sighed softly. It can be seen from the fact that they talked about the royal family, but the soldiers next to them did not stop them. Feng Jiye, who was passing by, didn't care how high a scholar's status is in Mingxia Kingdom. When he heard the word "Eldest Prince", he suddenly turned his heels and squeezed in after a lot of effort. crowd.

There were several announcements posted on the bulletin board, and the middle announcement was the emperor's list announcing the death of the eldest prince. The emperor also euphemistically said that he was extremely distressed, and highly praised the great achievements made by the eldest prince over the years.

Feng Jiye pursed his lips almost imperceptibly, with a cold light in his eyes. He was sure that the eldest prince was dead before he would praise him, right?Regardless of whether he is qualified as an emperor, as a father and husband, he is definitely a failure. If he really loves the emperor as much as he thinks, he must be him, how can he pamper others and let others conceive his child? ?If the eldest prince is the product of his ignorance, what about the two princesses of the Empress Lord and the princes under the second prince?Can others force him to have a child?

If it were someone else, Feng Jiye might not feel much, but it is his husband who is being killed now. No matter whether they will continue to be together in the future, at least they love each other now, and he can't tolerate his being killed. Bullying like this.

I don't know how long I stood in front of the imperial list, and after hearing how many regrets and laments from scholars, Feng Jiye indifferently turned around and squeezed out of the crowd. There is no doubt that if he was given a chance, he would definitely kick the dog emperor off the dragon chair , have seen irresponsible parents, who has seen a father who is eager for the eldest son to die?He is not even worthy of being a human being, so how can he be worthy of being an emperor?

Baoantang is the largest medical store in Lingnan Prefecture, with a great reputation. It is said that people often come to seek medical treatment in the city. It is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Nancheng, and it occupies several shops. It is not difficult to find it. However, Fucheng is much bigger than Tongyang County. Feng Jiye entered the city through the west gate. To go to Nancheng, it takes at least half an hour to walk. Fortunately, there is a special carriage in Fucheng, which is nothing more than spending some money. Saved him a lot of time.

"My lord, the security hall is here."

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped firmly at the entrance of Baoantang. Feng Jiye lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car. He looked up at the bright storefront of Baoantang, took out three coins and handed them to the driver: "You don't need to look for it."

The usual money is ten copper coins, and they agreed on 25 copper coins earlier.

"Thank you sir."

The groom accepted the copper coins happily, he seemed to be very used to this kind of reward, although he saw Feng Jiye's plain clothes at first, he didn't expect to earn more money.

"Sir, should you see a doctor or take medicine?"

The bigger the shop, the better the service attitude. No matter it is modern or ancient, it is always the same. As soon as Feng Jiye stepped into the security hall, a boy with the appearance of a little drug boy greeted him enthusiastically.

Others are polite, and he can't be rude, Feng Jiye smiled and nodded with one hand behind his back and the other across his stomach: "Excuse me, is your shopkeeper here?"

"Yes, but our shopkeeper doesn't treat diseases or prescribe medicines, so what's the matter with the shopkeeper?"

His courteous treatment obviously benefited the little drug boy, and his attitude of responding was not negligent.

"I don't treat illnesses or prescribe medicines. I just have something to do with your shopkeeper. Please inform me. Be sure to explain that it is a very important matter. If he doesn't see me, he will definitely regret it."

Feng Jiye put on a serious expression. He also knew that it was unreasonable for a person of unknown origin to suddenly ask to see the shopkeeper. It would be considered polite not to throw him out.

"Okay, may I ask your surname?"

After hesitating for a while, seeing that he didn't look like someone with ulterior motives, Xiao Yaotong finally agreed.

"Exempt your surname from Feng, I'm already married, Xiao Langjun can just call me Feng Shaojun."

Generally, a Kun who is not married will be called a son, a married man will be called a young gentleman, and a man and an ordinary man will be called a gentleman.

"Feng Shaojun, please wait over there for a while, I will report to the shopkeeper right away."

The little drug boy pointed to a row of stools not far away, where there were still many patients waiting for consultation. The business of the security hall was booming, but the order was clear. People who took medicine and consulted were separated. There will be no chaotic and crowded scenes.

"It's time to thank you, Mr. Xiaolang."

Feng Jiye bowed slightly again, and after seeing the little drug boy leave, he didn't go to sit down, but stood there waiting.

"You just want to see me?"

Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked about 40 or [-] years old came out together with the little drug boy. The man frowned slightly and looked him up and down, as if dissatisfied with his abruptness.

"Exactly, my surname is Feng, I wonder if I can take the time for a cup of tea from the shopkeeper?"

As if he didn't notice his scrutiny, Feng Jiye clasped his fists together, smiling, his demeanor without saying a word was quite bluffing.

"Baoantang is a medicine shop, if Feng Shaojun doesn't see a doctor or take medicine, please go back."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper turned around and was about to leave. It was not rude, it could only be said to be a normal operation, after all, Baoantang is not an ordinary small drugstore.

"If the shopkeeper leaves now, I guarantee you will regret it."

Feng Jiye lowered his head and calmly adjusted his cuffs, his voice didn't fluctuate too much, but the shopkeeper who was leaving stopped, and the doctors and customers who were attending the consultation also noticed their movements, and they all agreed in unison looked over.

"You better really have something to do, come with me."

Turning around and looking at him deeply for a while, facing everyone's attention, the shopkeeper strode away after finishing his speech. Feng Jiye smiled slightly, still unhurried, and followed leisurely like a leisurely stroll. Monk Zhang Er, who left a shop behind, couldn't figure out what was going on now.