Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Inexplicably, he got the "honor" to visit the sick on behalf of the emperor. Lu Cizong was extremely reluctant in his heart, and he couldn't refuse his order. He could only ride a horse, followed by a donkey cart full of nourishing medicinal materials from the palace, and dally. He strolled to Kou Zhun's prime minister's mansion.

Because of his handsome face, which is rare in the world, the servant in charge of guarding the gate easily recognized this beautiful gentleman who was dressed in a bright red dress, and his whole body was shining brightly: "Lu Zuo Yude," He saluted respectfully, and said politely: "My lord has something to say in the morning, if you want, please come in directly."

Lu Ci nodded slightly: "Thank you."

The two servants who accompanied Lu Ci to give gifts saw that the people in Kou Zhun's house were so kind to Lu Ci, and even they were honored and treated with courtesy together.

It was completely different from the cold stare they had imagined, they looked at each other and couldn't help being secretly surprised.

As expected of Lu Sanyuan.

They sighed in their hearts: If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it. This is the Kou Laoxi who has a bad temper and disowns his relatives, which makes most officials in the court and China turn pale when they mention visiting a sick person.

Lu Ci didn't sit in the living room for long at all, before the tea came, Kou Zhun sent someone to call him into the bedroom.

Seeing this, the two servants also wanted to follow, but they were stopped by the Xiangfu's servants without any trace.

That's it.

Since Lu Zuo Yude is so trusted by His Majesty, there is no need to see Kou Zhun with his own eyes.

They thought to themselves, if someone asks later, they just need to answer truthfully.

As soon as Lu Cifu entered the room, there was a soaring smell of medicine, which was extremely pungent.

But without frowning, he calmly took out a half-wet handkerchief that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve, pressed it to his nose, and walked closer, observing Kou Zhun without saying a word.

I saw Kou Zhun's face was pale, and he was lying on the bed weakly, how could he be as radiant as usual?

His eyelids were half-opened, and his eyes were scattered in the hazy white mist.

Seeing Lu Ci approaching, he rolled his eyes slowly and coughed a few times: "Why did the officials send you here?"

Lu Ci stared at him for a while, then picked up the medicine bowl on the table, sniffed the medicine soup full of it, and said in a warm voice: "The officials are always kind and compassionate, and my husband must be more aware of this than me. "

Kou Zhun narrowed his eyes slightly, coughed a few times weakly, Lu Ci put down the medicine bowl, and walked towards him.

Open windows, pull curtains, stuff pillows, help people, serve bowls.

All in one go.

Kou Zhun hadn't had time to react before he was helped up by Lu Ci, and a soft Fenzhou goose down pillow was placed on his back, and the medicine bowl in the other party's hand was already close to his mouth.

He opened his eyes wide in astonishment: "You mean—"

"It's just a tonic with extremely mild medicinal properties," Lu Ci interrupted him with a smile. Drinking three bowls a day will not cure the disease, but it will strengthen the body."

Kou Zhun: "..."

After dozens of years in the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, when the Liao army was about to approach the city, the majestic and majestic traitor who had not changed his color, was so surprised that he could only swallow it honestly after being punctured by this young man .

After eating a bowl of tonic, Lu Ci casually took a plain towel beside the bed, wiped it on Kou Zhun's face, and wiped off some white powder.

Looking at Kou Zhun with a ruddy complexion, Lu Ci smiled slightly and said, "My husband has been raising him for a long time, and his complexion is a little better than yesterday."

At any rate, he also went back to Yangzhou to serve his uncle who didn't practice virtue. How could he fail to distinguish a few common nourishing ingredients?

And when he walked to the bed, the smell of the medicine became much weaker, it was obvious that the medicine stove was boiled up temporarily, so that the area around the bed was not yet contaminated with the heavy smell of medicine.

Lu Ci's eyes were extremely sharp, and he caught a corner of a certain memorial at the end of the bed.

Kou Zhun was worried about government affairs even when he was not in court. When no one came, he stayed on the bed and secretly reviewed it.

He didn't hide under the quilt until he heard that he was coming.

Kou Zhun said angrily: "What are you proud of? I will allow you to take a closer look."

If someone else came to see the joke, he kicked him out early in the morning, so no one would come closer to see if he was good or bad.

Lu Ci nodded his head in response to this remark, which was obviously unwilling to admit defeat, expressing his full agreement: "That's right. But if the person who came here is not me, it may be more beneficial to let Xianggong be forced to be sick than to be healthy. "

As far as Kou Zhun's strong temper is easy to get, he is afraid that he will be driven to a dead end by people's words.

Kou Zhun snorted softly: "Isn't the posture of calling you non-stop yesterday very chic? Today, His Majesty ordered you to come honestly?"

Lu Ci sat down on the side of the bed generously, and said with a smile, "Sister Xianggong made a fortune, and it really caused His Majesty to be confused for a moment, so he sent me here to find out."

Kou Zhun narrowed his eyes at him, and slowly dragged out his tune, playfully saying, "Now you've seen it too."

Lu Ci gave a faint 'hmm'.

Kou Zhun said disdainfully: "You act like I can't see you, what are you thinking?"

Lu Ci smiled, and said bluntly: "It's true that Mr. Xiang didn't see it, but Mr. Xiang wanted to trick me into provoking me, and I was able to see it."

Kou Zhun raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry. Lu Ci got up and replied slowly: "I have seen that Mr. Xianggong only needs to rest for three more days before he can return to court. Please remember to do it from the beginning to the end. Looks like he is just recovering from a serious illness, don't be provoked by others to reprimand His Majesty angrily."

Kou Zhun felt relieved, and was immediately annoyed: "What are you doing? Three more days?"

He never said that!

Lu Ci pretended to be surprised and said: "If Wang Qin returns to Beijing from his office, it will only take ten days. Is Kou Xiang planning to surrender without a fight and surrender instead of making more preparations to deal with this person?"

Kou Zhun's expression darkened.

"Take care, Xianggong." Lu Ci stopped, and before leaving, he added a sentence with a little teasing: "Take care, take care, don't take it too seriously——If His Majesty, who has been worried for several days, sees it, Xianggong will not be too serious." If you are full of energy, and your figure is plump, then even a god would be hard-pressed to fulfill this lie."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ci closed the door behind him neatly, causing the flying pillow to smash into space with hatred.

Kou Zhun cursed, "You brat!"

Although he was in the 'sickness', the roar was quite loud, and the two servants who were staying in the hall drinking tea could vaguely hear him.

Their brows twitched, and seeing Lu Ci's still elegant and calm appearance, they couldn't help but feel a little more admiration in their hearts.

What a capable person who made Kou Lao Xi'er furious, but still so calm...

After completing the task, Lu Ci went home without any regrets.

The two servants did not dare to stay in the wrong place of the prime minister's mansion, so they immediately went back to the palace and reported to Lin Neichen.

Zhao Heng was skeptical when he heard this: "Isn't Kou Xiang the most talented person in the past, and his background as a northerner? Why is he willing to scold him?"

Lin Neichen didn't dare to hide anything, so he explained exactly what the two servants had said.

Zhao Heng stroked his beard, and decided to call Lu Ci into the palace, and ask him about it himself.

——If he didn't figure out what kind of medicine Kou Zhun sold in the gourd, whether it was a real disease or a fake disease, he might not even be able to sleep well tonight.

Before Lu Ci reached home, he was stopped halfway by the servant.

He had no choice but to be 'escorted' into the palace by the two, and saw the emperor in ordinary clothes sitting at the table with an extremely rich imperial meal on top.

Zhao Heng, who was thinking about Kou Zhun, heard that the preacher Lu Ci had arrived, so he looked at the door of the palace and waited leisurely.

When Lu Cimai came in, he met his scrutinizing gaze.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng's eyes lit up.

In his impression, Lu Ci's appearance is indeed rare and good, but after he was sent to Fenzhou by Wang Dan, he only served in the East Palace after returning to Beijing. He seldom wrote letters, so he hadn't really seen Lu Ci's face for a long time.

Even though he heard a lot of praise from his sixth son Zhao Zhen, the love of talents has faded along with the idea of ​​playing gods, so that even though he occasionally gives some extra care, he doesn't plan to call him in specially. In the palace, come to meet me.

Now that he was approaching unexpectedly, and being able to take a closer look, Zhao Heng suddenly discovered that the jade-like young gentleman in his memory was now more and more graceful.

When Lu Ci bowed to him, Zhao Heng woke up and hurriedly waved his hand: "No need to be too polite, just sit down."

After Lu Ci thanked him, under Zhao Heng's instructions, he took a seat on an empty chair not far away.

Zhao Heng smiled and said casually: "I remember that you had food in Suxi Palace, and even though it was brought to you, you must have never tasted this."

Lu Ci just glanced at it casually, and he could see that the dishes on this table were all made of extremely fine and precious ingredients, which was extraordinary.

After he simply thanked him again, after Zhao Heng's symbolic use of chopsticks, he stopped being polite.

His movements are gentle and good-looking, but his efficiency is not low at all, and he directly launched an offensive on the dishes.

After tossing around for almost a day, he really didn't have time to eat half a mouthful of decent food except for some dry food that he had prepared at noon. Seeing that this table of delicious food was specially prepared by the emperor, he would naturally be more respectful. Obedience.

Seeing that he did not continue to decline, but accepted it frankly, Zhao Heng couldn't help but smiled, and he liked the sincerity and straightforwardness even more in his heart.

He watched Lu Ci clean up most of the dishes with great patience, and he was secretly aroused by the gluttony after he had already finished his meal.

He simply ordered a few more dishes that Lu Ci liked the most, and he didn't hide his appetite, so he also ate some meals.

Before he knew it, he actually used a whole bowl more than usual, which surprised the servants beside him.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Heng remembered his real purpose: "Kou Xiangna, you have seen it too, how is his condition?"

Lu Ci sighed softly: "Master Kou is old after all, although there is no serious illness, but there are many minor illnesses, and he has been working for a long time. Now he has suffered from a small wind and cold, and several minor illnesses occur at the same time. It's tough."

Zhao Heng frowned.

Lu Ci said slowly: "Now he obeys His Majesty's instructions, he is grateful, and he will take good care of him. In another three or four days, he may be able to return to court. Although Prime Minister Kou is ill, he is still very concerned about government affairs, and he will not take care of him." Will be willing to cultivate for too long."

Even if Zhao Heng knew it might not be true, Lu Ci's beautiful words made him feel at ease.

At the end of the hearing, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Thank you, I can't bear Kou Laoxier's gratitude. But what is wrong with him? It's so serious?"

Hearing this, Lu Ci methodically reported Kou Zhun's many minor ailments to Zhao Heng.

What he said was sincere and true, but the content was not half false.

——As he got older, Kou Zhun had such a temper. How could he not have common problems such as cataracts and high blood pressure?

Even if the officials didn't believe it and sent an imperial doctor to diagnose the disease on the spot, the symptoms mentioned by Lu Ci were probably all out of ten.