Lin Gongzi medicine jar

Lin Xi had a rough childhood, and the only person who was always by her side was Dr. Min except her father.

There is no way to repay this life-saving grace. Before Dr. Min left, only Concubine Min was on his mind. Now that Concubine Min is not here, it seems that the only one who can repay his favor is the Ninth Prince in front of him.

After Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, she immediately stood up as if her feet were scalded.

"Your Highness, you really don't have to be like this."

Anyway, this is the prince, Lin Xi hastily leaned down and helped Zhao Jingyu up.

Zhao Jingyu smiled wryly, "Uncle Lin, if Rong'er hadn't happened to be my companion, who would treat me like a prince?"

After Zhao Jingyu finished speaking, he didn't insist anymore, he stood up and looked at Lin Xi earnestly.

This request is really not too much, even Lin Xi, the doctor of Fujian, can't refuse, but the royal family has always been complicated, and he has an unclear relationship with Zhao Jingyi, so he needs to be more cautious when thinking about it.

Thinking about it, Lin Xi could only say: "If your Highness just wants to know a thing or two in leisure time, that's fine. Rong'er will come to see me every ten days, and then we will discuss it together. To be honest, I am very interested in medical skills Not proficient either."

"Everyone has heard that Uncle Lin's medical skills are superb, and he has received the true biography of his grandfather..."

Lin Xi laughed while holding the teacup, "That's true, I don't need to take the exam for fame."

Lin Xi coaxed and lied to send the Ninth Highness away, and sat back at the desk as soon as she turned her head, and wrote a letter to Prince Rui with the letter paper.

The hidden guards who had rushed to the western border could not be chased back, so Lin Xi could only write another letter to explain the life experience of His Highness the Ninth Prince.

Speaking of which, Lin Xi can be regarded as a half-disciple of Dr. Min, and speaking of being Concubine Min's junior uncle... Zhao Jingyu calls him Uncle Lin and he is younger than him, but Zhao Jingyu is Zhao Jingyi's cousin, if we look at it from this aspect The title has raised his seniority again.

Lin Xi suddenly stopped writing in the middle of writing, twitched the corners of his mouth, and sighed lightly. He was lucky to be a human being in two lives, but this was the first time he thought about the problem of the wrong gender of his future partner. He dipped thick ink to cover up the handwriting, Pulled out a piece of blank paper and rewrote it once.

Afterwards, the dark head was recruited and sent to Zhao Jingyi.

This was the first time Mr. Lin took the initiative to write a letter to his lord, and he couldn't help but put on a smile on his sullen face, and hurriedly gave orders without delay.

This just showed his heart, Mr. Lin's little hands only touched a few times, and he didn't get close to him, but as soon as Zhao Jingyi arrived in the northern border, he held his breath and tried his best to beat Hu Nu back as soon as possible, planning to return to the capital as soon as possible .

However, fate is not as good as people's calculations. Hu Nu actually played his mind this time, and the battle line was directly pulled to the west. Although he won the Northwest Generalissimo, the strength of his troops was also doubled. However, the Zhenxi Palace was destroyed, and he wanted to return to Beijing The days are far away.

Lin Xi's one-year filial piety period has passed, and there are less than two years to go, and he will be eighteen after the filial piety. I am afraid that it will not take two years for Mrs. Yongning Houtai to decide on his marriage.

Thinking about it makes people anxious, not to mention that from Lin Xi's reply letter, no affection for him can be seen at all.

Although I don't expect words of tenderness and longing, but the battlefield is full of dangers, there is no worry or concern. Whenever I receive a letter from the capital, Marshal Zhao's already cold and solemn face becomes even colder. The generals will hide when they see it.

Counting the days, it should be the freezing period of the first day of each month. Seeing the dark guards rushing into the commander's mansion, everyone got up and said goodbye. They all suppressed the big things and decided not to disturb them today. A rare marshal.

But after all, they were curious, so they all stopped in the courtyard of the commander's mansion, waiting eagerly.

"General Zhang, what are you looking at?"

A woman dressed in plain white walked into the commander's mansion with a maid, and asked curiously when she saw the situation.

The generals turned their heads and immediately saluted with a smile, "Master, why are you here?"

The person who came was Miss Yang San, the orphan of the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion. Emperor Xia Jing was particularly touched by the loyalty of all the Zhenxi Prince's House. Xijue received Zu Mengyin, and Miss Yang San became the only person who could compensate the emperor, so she was immediately named princess and given a rich fief, please return to the capital, these also followed Zhao Jingyi's edict Come.

Miss Yang San bowed back and said: "Brother Jingyi... the marshal's robe was torn before, and I just mended it, so I sent it to him for a try. Why are you generals standing in the yard? Marshal, do you want it?" thing?"

General Zhang laughed a few times, and was about to speak when he heard General Song give him a sideways glance and said, "We have finished reporting and are about to go back, princess, please go ahead."

There was a hint of doubt in Miss Yang San's eyes, and just as she was about to ask more questions, she saw several generals clapping their hands and leaving the commander's mansion.

After walking out of the commander-in-chief's mansion, General Zhang stabbed General Song with his elbow, "Why don't you let me tell you, the county master is very good, but also very pitiful."

General Song rolled his eyes at him, "It's not bad, but doesn't the marshal already have someone he admires? Why do you and I join in the fun?"

"I see the marshal is hot, don't worry about it!"

The marshal probably enjoyed the taste of it, he was so worried, General Song ignored him and left.

"Hey, old Song." General Zhang scratched his head and chased after him.

Zhao Jingyi paused after taking the envelope, and touched it suspiciously, the feeling seemed to be different from previous months.

"My lord, Mr. Lin has been writing for a long time." The dark guard couldn't help grinning, "I also asked my subordinates a few more questions."

Although Mr. Lin just asked about the war, the prince's war is to show his concern for him. How is it? Have you lost weight? Can someone make things difficult for him? Where is Rong’er? It’s no more comfortable inside the palace than outside.”

The hidden guards answered one by one, "Mr. Lin looks good. I have asked the servant girl who served Mr. Lin. She hasn't been sick in the past few months. Only a few days of lack of energy, but she has recovered. Although the son is young, but Acting prudently, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor value him very much. They come to visit Mr. Lin every ten days. Mr. Lin gave the son the injection a month ago, and it went well. Mr. Bai is still in good health, and he complements Mr. Lin as a teacher and apprentice. The prince does not have to worry .And this is the telescope entrusted to you by Mr. Lin."

It is best if the son and sweetheart are well. Although Zhao Jingyi has no expression on his face, he still has a faint smile in his eyes. He nodded, "Give the binoculars to General Song."

Then he waved people to leave, opened the letter, looked at it with uncontrollable joy, paying attention to every single word.

It was the first time for Lin Xi to send him such a long letter. If she wasn't excited, she would be lying, especially when she saw the inadvertent concern and longing at the end, her heart was like boiling water.

It's a pity, it's not that I'm getting hot all the time.

Zhao Jingyi seemed to be able to imagine Lin Xi pursing her lips unwillingly and yet couldn't help showing her heart, her heart was burning, and she wished she could fly back immediately, hug her into her arms and rub her hard a few times.

At this time, a soldier's report came from the door, "My lord, the princess is here."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Zhao Jingyi's face, but he still sorted out Lin Xi's letters and prepared to go back to his bedroom to read them carefully at night.

Miss Yang San pushed open the door, and saw Zhao Jingyi sitting upright and looking at her. She saw a letter by his hand, which must have come from the capital.

Taking a closer look at Zhao Jingyi's face, there seemed to be nothing wrong, so he felt relieved.

"Is there something wrong with the princess?"

Miss Yang San smiled and bowed to Zhao Jingyi, took the handsome robe from the maid beside her and said, "A few days ago, I found brother Jingyi's handsome robe was torn, so I repaired it on my own initiative. It’s not good that the stitches are missing, Brother Jingyi, why don’t you try it, and you can change it if it’s not good.”

Zhao Jingyi was surprised when he heard the words, and stood up, "How about the noble princess do it yourself, just leave it to the servants to do it."

Miss Yang San quickly shook off the robe and put it on Zhao Jingyi, carefully pressing the corners, "I'm used to this. When my father and brother killed the enemy and defended the country, the whole city was on guard. I don't know what to do as a girl. They can only take women, children and children to cook, wash and take care of the wounded..."

Thinking of her father and brother, the empty Zhenxi Palace, her eyes felt sad and lonely, but she quickly cheered up, raised a smile and said: "This craft, I just learned it slowly, what kind of princess is not a princess, As long as brother Jingyi doesn't dislike him."

"Very good, thank you." Zhao Jingyi tried it, then took it off, and called a guard to put it away.

Looking at such a little girl, Zhao Jingyi said that it was false to have no sympathy, so she said slowly: "After all, this place is not safe, the imperial court reward has been issued, the queen mother wants to take the princess into the palace to accompany her, if you are willing, I will send someone to escort you Return to Beijing."

As soon as the empress dowager heard about what happened to Miss Yang San, she pitied her for her loneliness and issued a decree to take her into the palace. She said it was for companionship, and it was also a gift, and she would be backed by the empress dowager when she found her husband's family, so she dared not neglect her .

Miss Yang San looked startled, lightly clenched her fists, and shook her head.

Thinking that Miss Yang San grew up in the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion and only went to the capital a few times, so Zhao Jingyi naturally wouldn't force it, and thought about waiting for someone from the capital to come.

The robe was given away, and after trying it on, seeing that Miss Yang San didn't bother to ignore it, thinking that there should be something to say, Zhao Jingyi waited for her to speak.

However, how could there be something else, even the generals could see it.

It's a pity that Marshal Zhao was only impatient with his family's Young Master Lin, and now he just waited patiently for the sake of Prince Zhenxi's residence.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, Miss Yang San forced a smile to find the topic, her eyes fell on the letter, and there was nothing written on the envelope, but once a month, with Miss Yang San's intuition, she always felt something strange, plus if Ruowu rumors, she was extremely curious.

But before she could find a good start, hurried footsteps came from the door.

"My lord, Wei Jia is back."

As soon as the guard's words fell, Zhao Jingyi's expression froze, he picked up the heart and put it in his arms, then walked out of the courtyard, turning around and not forgetting to tell, "Send the princess back."

Zhao Jingyi looked at the secret letter in Wei Jia's hand unexpectedly but not unexpectedly.

Now that the Jiangnan bank is lost, if he wants to overwhelm King Liang, how can he not find a quick way to raise money?

However, with the character of the King of Shu, Zhao Jingyi did not expect him to find a legitimate path.

Border smuggling, coupled with arms trading, is not just about huge profits!

Zhao Jingyi took the letter with a very calm expression on his face.

Wei Jia took a breath, and reported: "My lord, Zhang Ji confessed that since the emperor decided to move Jiangnan last year, this transaction has already begun. He didn't care about the transaction, and Tan Yuan told him to just let him go and get a profit from it. Tan Yuan He is a slave of the king of Shu. On the face of it, he was expelled from the palace of the king of Shu for committing a crime. In fact, he came to the western region, established a relationship with the western barbarians, and went back and forth to make money. Zhang Ji didn't believe it at first, but then the king of Shu promised to be promoted to The commander-in-chief left a handwritten letter before he obeyed orders, and the handwritten letter has the private seal of the King of Shu on it. The princes are all here."

Zhao Jingyi sneered, "Where's Zhang Jiren?"

"It's already in custody."

"Death."

"Yes."

Zhao Jingyi suddenly said: "It is not uncommon for a frontier general to die in battle."

This is a temporary plan to stay put, Wei Jia took the order, and then continued to report: "One more thing, my subordinates discovered that the King of Shu had a private mine near Yongzhou, and the people who hired it were from Xiyi. The Zhenxi Palace seems to know about this. Wei Ding found a secret letter in the secret compartment of King Zhenxi's study, but before sending it out, the Hunu and Xiyi coalition forces arrived, and then they couldn't send it out..."

This memorial was taken out from Wei Jia's arms and handed to Zhao Jingyi respectfully.

Zhao Jingyi's eyes became colder and colder, "Check carefully, on the eve of the siege, there may be outsiders entering and leaving the city in the western region."

Wei Jia was about to break out in cold sweat when he heard that, the king of Shu is not that brave.

But once the clues are searched deeply, it can be found that the courage of this dragon son and grandson is only greater, not the greatest.

The cold air around Zhao Jingyi seemed to be able to absorb people, but no matter which soldier in the bloody battlefield found out that he was not killed by the enemy's guns, but by the hidden arrows of his own people, he might not be able to rest in peace.

Zhao Jingyi suddenly felt less interested.

But after all, he is determined. Under the lights of no one, watching Lin Xi babbling about his daily life, from daily life to government affairs and thoughts, and suddenly adding a sentence of resentment towards him to a serious topic, it is obvious that he is thinking of something. What to write, and the last blunt sentence "If only you were here", the coldness in my heart seemed to be expelled immediately.