Ben Hou is ill

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Zhaoge was taken aback by the medicinal materials sent by the Imperial Physician's Office, but luckily only the medicinal materials were sent instead of an imperial physician.My family knew about my family affairs, if the Imperial Physician really came to the Imperial Physician's Mansion to diagnose and treat her, her identity would most likely not be concealed, and the Jihou Mansion would also be destroyed.

Luckily.

With great gratitude, he sent away the eunuch who came to deliver the medicine, Yan Zhaoge wiped the sweat from his brow, and even Ji Xia, who was so frightened, turned pale.

"It's all right, don't panic." Yan Zhaoge heaved a sigh of relief, the medicinal materials he sent were all top quality, and there were some tonics, "Send it to the warehouse."

Ji Xia nodded again and again, forced his mind to stabilize, and walked steadily to the warehouse. If it wasn't for his pale face, it would be hard to see that he was almost facing a catastrophe just now.

Why did you suddenly send medicine over today?Yan Zhaoge frowned, puzzled.It's fine to send it when she is seriously ill, but when she is cured, she even went out of the house for a tour before sending the medicine here, what is she trying to express?

Has medicine been delivered from the palace in the previous life?Have you ever been to the doctor?It doesn't make sense if she didn't come. The prince of the family is seriously ill. It doesn't make sense that the palace will send an imperial doctor to come. But if she has been here, how did she hide her identity?

——Did the imperial physician come before she woke up?

Thinking of this, Yan Zhaoge was suddenly taken aback.

"No, I definitely haven't been here. Ji Xia knows my identity. If I have been here, she will not refuse to tell me, and my mother will definitely tell me. It stands to reason that if the imperial physician comes to the palace, wait for the illness to recover. After that, I will go to the palace to thank you. This proves that the imperial physician has never been here, but if he doesn't come, it doesn't make sense..."

Yan Zhaoge felt as if she had gotten into a dead end. Although she was spared a catastrophe, there were too many unreasonable things. If she couldn't figure it out, it was difficult for her to settle down.

Ji Xia came back from the warehouse, stood at the door and knocked on the door, said: "My lord, the third son came to you after breakfast."

Yan Zhaoge raised his hand and pressed his temple, and said, "Let Ningkang come in."

Ji Xia responded, pushed open the door, welcomed Yan Ningkang into the study, and then backed out to close the door.

"Brother." Yan Ningkang stood in front of Yan Zhaoge, with lowered eyebrows and no emotion in his voice.

Yan Zhaoge sized him up.

He was dressed in an indigo robe and a windbreaker to keep out the cold. His brows and eyes were full of melancholy. Although his back was straight, his shoulders were shrunk.

The present Yan Ningkang is far from what he was in Xingping 14 years ago. At that time, he served as the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. He was extremely stable, thoughtful and thoughtful about everything, but he did not lack decisive vision, not the taciturn one he is now. look.The courtiers and generals in the 14th year of Xingping were either led by the deployment of thousands of troops, or they climbed up step by step from the bottom of the township and county, and there was no shade.At that time, every battle was fought hard, and the Huns, Xianbei, and rebels were fighting at the same time. The imperial court placed in Yandi was a string that was forced to be tightened. It was terrible, the elite soldiers of all battles had long been wiped out, and batch after batch of recruited recruits set foot on the battlefield, rolling in blood and mud, those who survived became veterans, and those who did not survive fell asleep forever.No one can tell when Da Jin will completely collapse, and no one dares to be nepotism, for fear of becoming that ant nest that collapsed thousands of miles of dikes.

"How many books have you read?"

"Just finished reading "The Analects of Confucius." Yan Ningkang replied.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help laughing.Her younger brother is really honest, if he put it outside, if he said that a 14-year-old scholar had just finished reading "The Analects of Confucius", nine out of ten he would be laughed at.Moreover, Yanning Kang Mingming had already finished reading "The Great Learning", so she asked Guozixue to find out.

"No matter what thoughts you have in your heart, you must read books. If you can't read them in Guozixue, you can stay in the mansion and read them." Yan Zhaoge said, "To be a scholar, you must read the Four Books and Five Classics, and to be a general, you must read the four books and five classics." Read military books."

Yan Ningkang remained silent.

"I don't know who said something to you, or what you saw when you read the book. But today I tell you, Jihou's mansion is the general's mansion, it's the Zhenbei general's mansion, not those honorable families. Concubine, we are talking about fighting brothers, father and son soldiers. Even if you go to the exam and come back as the champion, I will not fear you. If you really have that ability, this prince can do it for you."

Yan Ningkang slowly raised his head, his throat moved, and said softly: "Brother, if you change your son, the title will be lowered one more level. If you have a concubine and a concubine, you will also have to downgrade a young one. I am very serious. If he is not the eldest son, if I inherit, the title will be lowered to the fourth rank, and then only the second rank uncle will be left."

Yan Zhaoge: "..."

Is this what we're talking about now?

Yan Zhaoge said: "Ningkang, I don't want you and the second child to become useless. Yan's land cannot be supported by me and Ah Yue alone."

"Brother, do you want me to go to the Northland?"

"If you want to go, this time my father comes back, I will tell my father to let you go together."

"Will father be willing...?" Yan Ningkang asked, his tone was very light, as if he was talking to himself. "Didn't father only value his son? Father only valued elder brother."

Since he was a child, he was used to his father Yan Lan's doting and indulgence on his elder brother, and he was also used to being harsh and indulgent to his second brother and his two concubine sons.When he was young, he couldn't figure out why. The same mistake would be dealt with differently on different people. They were both heirs and sons. Why?Until Princess Linyuan came into the mansion, he accidentally overheard Princess Linyuan explaining to the mother-in-law and maid beside her that the two concubines don't care, but they must not offend the eldest son.He understood immediately.

Because he is a concubine, and because the elder brother is a descendant, it is fundamentally different. In the future, the elder brother will be a prince, and they will be separated from the mansion. From then on, there will be two families. Apart from the same clan, there will be no relationship. .

Yan Zhaoge was speechless for a moment.Yan Lan is indeed biased. On the one hand, it is because of her status. Although she was raised by a man, many things cannot be generalized; At the same time, it also carries the blood of the two families of Yan and Zhao.But these things cannot be explained to Yan Ningkang, and Yan Ningkang doesn't need to know these things.

"Father is of course willing." Yan Zhaoge said in a slow tone: "Father never said that he would not. If father was unwilling, he would not have specially invited Mr. Fu to enlighten you. Although Mr. Fu is only a second-class Jinshi, his father was Prime Minister Fu in the past, if Prime Minister Fu hadn't worried about attracting criticism, Mr. Fu's talent would be worthy of the first rank."

In the end, you were angry and left. She thought about this for a while, but still didn't say it.

Yan Ningkang also realized who Mr. Fu was. At that time, he and Yan Ningsheng were standing buckets on the door. Although they were lucky enough not to hit Mr. Fu in the end, they splashed water all over him, causing the old man to resign in a fit of anger.A respectable old man was deliberately splashed with water by two students. What a contemptuous act, and what a humiliation. Just resigning is already giving Ji Hou face.When he thought of this, his cheeks flushed with shame, most of his resistance to Yan Zhaoge dissipated, and he bowed politely, "It's my younger brother who is young and ignorant, humiliating Mr. Fu, and should kneel in the ancestral hall."

Yan Zhaoge: "..."

Well, the point of not being enlightened is exactly the same as in the future.

"What's the use of kneeling in the ancestral hall? Can kneeling in the ancestral hall be forgiven by Mr. Fu?" Yan Zhaoge gave him a hard look, and said, "You can't carve rotten wood!"

Yan Ningkang's eyes lit up, and his cheeks, which had always been gloomy with the corners of his lips drooping all the year round, suddenly brightened up, and finally he looked like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. "Will Mr. Fu accept me as a disciple?"

"Of course not."

Yan Ningkang: "..."

"You didn't come to apologize, so why did Mr. Fu accept you as a disciple?" Yan Zhaoge laughed, "Hurry up and read your books. I must finish at least four books before I can let my father bring you to apologize."

"I've already finished reading the Four Books, and half of the Five Classics."

Yan Zhaoge was stunned for a moment, the people of Guozixue clearly said that he just put down "Great Learning" a few days ago, why did he even read half of the Five Classics in a blink of an eye?She looked at Yan Ningkang's brows and eyes that suddenly became lively, and then thought that Mr. Fu accepted this apprentice only three days after seeing him, and she immediately understood.

At such a young age, you can hide clumsily, hide well, hide too well.

Yan Ningkang felt a little guilty when she saw her, and subconsciously shrank back his raised shoulders.

"If you shrink again, I will throw you to the Northland."

Yan Ningkang straightened up immediately.

Yan Zhaoge didn't expose his small thoughts, after all, he was only 14 years old, and his thoughts were shallow, and she felt a little funny and a little emotional when he was moved by her words. "Mr. Master, there is no rush. I don't know if my father can arrange it. You don't have to go back to Guozi to study during this period of time. You can study in the mansion first and discuss it after your father comes back. If it doesn't work for the time being, you can come here first. It’s still too early to study in the Taixue, so you don’t have to rush to the end.”

Yan Ningkang nodded and said, "I'll save it." His expression changed, and he asked hesitantly, "Will father really not blame you?"

Of course not.Yan Zhaoge remembered that when Yan Lan was dying in the previous life, her heart was full of remorse, and the tears fell on Yan Zhaoge's heart drop by drop, scorching hot.Yan Lan herself is a good example of a prodigal son turning back. He doesn't know how to discipline children, he only knows how to punish him by kneeling. The incident happened suddenly, and there was great chaos in the Northland. When he was lying on the bed with serious injuries, he realized that the troubled times were coming, and he regretted it.

If he had been careful, the two bastards would have been Yan Zhaoge's help.

It's really hard to hold on alone.

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