Lin Gongzi medicine jar

The sea in June is hot and salty, and every time you move around, your body becomes sticky and sticky. Even though Lin Xi, who has gradually got rid of the cold, has lived here for two years, she still hates this kind of summer.

He nestled in the house behind the yamen, lying in the gazebo enjoying the coolness, surrounded by cool melons, and a maid playing a fan, bringing comfort.

In summer, even the most cunning profiteers were unwilling to find trouble, and the most difficult family also stopped to escape the summer heat, letting the magistrate go, thank God.

In detail, it was not easy for Lin Xi to come to Haiguang for two years.

Young and inexperienced, new to Haiguang's humanistic environment, he encountered numerous obstacles, large and small, cold-eyed and sarcastic, but superficial responses and backstabbing made him deep, and there were few people who were optimistic about him.Anyone who sees such a young magistrate will despise him, let alone preside over the sea ban!Lin Xi had just arrived at the Haiguang family, and there was not even a snake with a status who came to pay a visit!

Fortunately, Lin Xi had done enough homework before coming here, and was prepared for a long-term battle. His calm and calm personality was not at all frivolous. Since it was a scene that he had already thought of, there was no need to jump around, and he was not fighting alone.

After Lin Xi settled down, Qiu Yong, the general of Haiguang, came, and the two went to see the governor together.

In terms of official rank, Qiu Yong is still higher than Lin Xi, but who makes Lin Xi the sweetheart of the old Shangfeng Zhao Jingyi, and there are nine princes behind him, and even the governor can't compare with him in terms of connections and background.

Qiu Yong can achieve such achievements now, although he cannot do without his own hard work, but without Zhao Jingyi's appreciation, no matter how capable he is, he would not have this opportunity, he knows it very well.Besides, those who came from the Northwest Army have a kind of blind worship for the former commanders, such as Zhang Hu and Song Huaizhou in the Northwest, so they have to report to Prince Rui's Mansion before leaving Beijing.

Before Zhang Hu and Song Huaizhou left, they were recommended by Young Master Lin. Knowing who the "mother" is, Qiu Yong directly took on the difficult task.

Zhao Jingyi's meaning is very clear, Mr. Lin is still in the period of filial piety, and he will not be able to arrive in Haiguang until a year later, nothing else matters during this year, this soldier must be trained well, otherwise Mr. Lin will be inconvenient to order when he arrives.

Prince Rui, who was unprecedented that day, left his subordinates for dinner, accompanied by his son, and gave him a favor. Qiu Yong was so excited that he didn't know where to put it, and he patted his chest to ensure that everything would cooperate with Mr. Lin's arrangement, so that the prince and his son Don't worry, and then go back to pack your luggage after drinking dizzy.

Warriors don't have so many twists and turns, and Qiu Yong's military training is even more real. In the past year, Hai Guang's soldiers have been trained to cry and cry, and finally they have a good look to welcome Mr. Lin's arrival.

With soldiers in hand, Lin Xi didn't panic anymore, and did her own thing steadily.

In addition, after waiting and watching for a while, certain aristocratic families who had already received orders from the backers of the capital offered olive branches and took the lead in cooperating with Lin Xi, making him even more handy.

The most difficult period is slowly passing, and it depends on whose mentality and mind are more stable and ruthless, even if Zhao Jingyi is far away in the capital, no matter how hard he tries, it will be useless, and Lin Xi can only deal with the local snake.

Two years later, it is now in a state of stalemate. The seaside erects walls to clear the wilderness, leaving no chance for the pirates. Internally, it is best not to allow him to catch the tail of the fornicating pirates... Now it is only waiting for the navy to be officially listed. The island does not allow them to stay.

Yuanyuan cut open the watermelon and gave Lin Xi a small piece. She didn't dare to give Lin Xi more cold things.

Wei Jia walked in, with big beads of sweat on his face, his chest and back were soaked, his whole body seemed to be steaming from a walking stove, Lin Xi and Yuanyuan ate melons together and turned to look at him.

"Young master." Wei Jia saluted, his burning eyes fell on the half of watermelon next to him.

Lin Xi twitched the corner of her mouth, turned to Yuanyuan and said, "Give your man a piece, I think he's about to evaporate."

Wei Jia suddenly burst into a smile.

Yuanyuan spat at him, stuffed Wei Jia with a large piece of melon, and then went down with the melon basin.

Wei Jia's gaze followed Yuanyuan's figure until he disappeared before turning back. Seeing Lin Xi's disgusted face, he scratched his head and giggled.

"Hurry up and eat." Lin Xi couldn't stand the dazed energy, thinking that he was quite astute when he first saw this person, so it's worth not mentioning it now.

Wei Jia finished eating three or two bites, wiped his face and mouth and said: "Young master, the emperor has just suffered a serious illness, and he looks a little dangerous, and now he has not been in the morning court for many days, and the courtiers are a little restless. They each have their own thoughts. However, when the subordinates left Beijing, the emperor's dragon body had improved, so there should be no serious problems. The palace was preparing to drive to Yishan Mountain Resort, but this time no empress was brought, and the emperor only Xuan has the Ninth Prince accompanying him."

Lin Xi frowned slightly, and he asked, "What did your prince say?"

"The lord ordered his subordinates to tell you son, don't panic, you just care about the sea ban, there is him in the capital, no matter how turbulent it is, it won't affect you, the sea ban should be lifted or it should be opened, the emperor's presence or absence is the same."

Wei Jia said it easily, but Lin Xi could hear something strange. Zhao Jingyi's words before leaving the capital were still vaguely in his ears, but he didn't know how the storm in the capital would hit, and who would suffer.

Just hearing what Zhao Jingyi said, no matter how turbulent it must be, it has nothing to do with him, and it seems to be under his control.

In the past few days, Mr. Bai's letter, although there was a wave of imminent rain, the words in his words told him to be cautious and slow down.

The two contradictory news can predictably lead to different endings.

Lin Xi couldn't help feeling a little worried, but he couldn't help it.

Emperor Xia Jing is old, no matter how much he deceives himself, it will be futile. With his decaying body and aging organs, he can see the end more and more clearly.And the only thing that can be comforted is the illusory figure that appears at the end of the reality, looking back and smiling, which makes death not so terrible.

Emperor Xia Jing knew that this was the last time he came to this summer resort, and he arranged the grass, wood, beds and couches one by one according to the way he remembered, as if he had returned to the old days.

Until he suddenly heard someone mention a place, which was quite familiar to him, and his memory suddenly became clear.

"That was the first time I met Min Min, I actually forgot!" Emperor Xia Jing said with emotion.

His expression was very excited, but the father-in-law was a little embarrassed, so he naturally remembered that place.It was a village under the mountain that Emperor Xia Jing visited privately when he was young. It was not big but not small. He made a living by hunting and digging herbs in the mountains, and occasionally provided vegetables, fruits and game for the palace, and his life was decent.

Concubine Min, as the granddaughter of the sage Minhang, just came to the Qishan Mountains to find herbs. To put it bluntly, the two who should have had no intersection met each other in this small village, causing a bad relationship.

Based on the father-in-law's understanding of Emperor Xia Jing, the emperor might have to revisit this paragraph.

Sure enough, Emperor Xia Jing said: "Laifu, you said that this village has been around for so many years, is it still the same as before?"

"This old slave doesn't know, why don't you let the servants take a look, go and come back and tell the emperor?"

Emperor Xia Jing laughed, "I want to go again. I remember that there was an inn, or a restaurant. At that time...it was raining. Yes, Minmin suddenly rushed in to avoid the rain. When I saw her, I immediately I was thinking, this girl is so spiritual, do you think this inn is still there?"

The father-in-law suddenly had a bitter face, "Your Majesty, the weather is so hot, I'm afraid it's not right."

"Hey, I'm not hot in the mountains." Emperor Xia Jing squinted his eyes, feeling very nostalgic. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face. , just like before, let’s have a private visit on Weifu tomorrow.”

When Zhao Jingyi received the news, she was writing a letter to Lin Xi. Hearing the words, she just nodded slightly, put down her pen and asked her son, "Rong'er, would you like to take a trip to Haiguang for my father and send a letter to your cousin?" ?”

Zhao Yuanrong was doing his homework, looked up at his father, his eyes were very puzzled, he wondered: "Before my son was arguing to go and you didn't let me go, why are you so kind now? Can I leave Beijing casually?"

It sounds good to say that the royal relatives and relatives, but when entering and leaving the capital, they have to hand over a sign to the palace, and they can only leave the capital with permission, otherwise there will be big troubles.

Zhao Jingyi said indifferently: "It's okay, being a father will naturally make proper arrangements."

Zhao Yuanrong was even more confused, and there was still a trace of suspicion. Although he was still young, his intuition was indeed keen, so he shook his head, "It's better not to go, my son also knows that things are not stable now, and it's better to have one more thing or one less thing. Don't trouble your father anymore."

Zhao Jingyi walked up to Zhao Yuanrong, raised his hand to remove his homework, looked down at Zhao Yuanrong and asked, "Aren't you going?" His gaze was gentle but there was a hint of danger in it.

The pupils in Zhao Yuanrong's eyes suddenly shrank, and he didn't speak.

Zhao Jingyi smiled lightly, then looked cold and sharp, "If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone."

This was the first time he faced the pressure from his father. Zhao Yuanrong felt like a drum beating in his heart. He was not an ordinary child. His intuition gave an answer, and his palms slowly broke out in sweat.

Zhao Jingyi smiled again and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Go, my son."

Zhao Yuanrong watched his father leave the palace with a military talisman, walking steadily, calmly, with a confident look, and he was still holding the letter written by Zhao Jingyi to Lin Xi in his hand, and he was suddenly at a loss.

No matter how mature his mind is, he is still just a 12-year-old child. Thinking of the future, the exciting and frightening things that are about to come, and the dragon chair with the golden dragon head that he has to kneel down every time he enters the palace, his heart beats. Seems like it's going to pop out of my chest.

"My lord, my subordinates have already prepared the carriages and horses, and the prince ordered us to leave now."

Wei Yi and several other guards stayed behind, and they all looked like Zhao Jingyi's confidantes.

Zhao Yuanrong nodded and put the letter in his chest.

When Zhao Xiaoshizi was about five years old, he liked to fight against his father the most. It was not until they got attached to Lin Xi that the father and son became intimate. Although they often disliked each other and spared no effort to demolish each other, their relationship was getting better and better.

He has not rebelled for a long time.

But not long after, Zhao Jingyi heard a report from his subordinates in a hurry: "My lord, my subordinates are incompetent. The son left his subordinates and went west alone. The direction is Yishan. Wei Yi has led people to chase him. Please order from the lord, whether to hurry up and recover the son?"

Yishan!

Zhao Jingyi's face became more and more calm, but his heart could not be calm for a long time.

He has made thousands of calculations and has everything in his hands, but he doesn't want to miss his only son!

He knew exactly who Zhao Yuanrong was looking for.

"My lord?"

Lowering their heads tightly, the generals around did not dare to breathe loudly for a while, they could feel the hidden anger in this always calm prince.

It took a while, and what seemed like a long time, before I heard that faint voice, "Go, save me."