The first dude in the Qing Dynasty

When the writing brush was unusable, it was replaced with a charcoal brush.

Even with charcoal, however, he couldn't use any of them.

Although Yin Zuo still had a smile on his face, his heart gradually sank. After the onset of the disease, his limbs were weak for several days, and he couldn't do fine movements. It's not that he hasn't experienced it, but only in his previous life...

Only in the previous life, only in the previous life that had undergone many operations, but still only lived for more than 20 years...

In the next few days, although Yin Zuo could hardly do anything except sit and lie down, he was still very busy... wave after wave of visiting guests came.

On weekdays, Yinzuo rarely sees any visitors, but at this moment, he feels more uncomfortable lying idle, so he starts to let people in.

Anyway, he has a high status and is a patient, so he doesn't need to spend much energy to deal with it. He listens lazily to what they say, responds with a few words if he is happy, and closes his eyes when he is unhappy, and the people below will say "His Royal Highness I'm tired" and send people out politely.

This situation only lasted for two days, and from the third day onwards, the gate of the Prince's Mansion was closed again, and there were people guessing outside, but the real reason was that Yinzuo's hand was finally able to hold the charcoal pen .

The charcoal pen is light, and when writing, the wrist can be placed on the table, so when Yinzuo can't hold a brush, the charcoal pen can be used.

It's just that the writing on this thing is not clear, and it takes a while to wipe. Yinzuo wrote two lines and felt unsatisfied, so he ordered someone to find a bunch of goose feathers, made a few quill pens, and then began to "correct" Operation".

He looked carefully, but he was out of energy. He looked at it for a while, until the sun set, and he only processed less than half of the blueprint in his hand.

In the middle, Kangxi came again, stared at the imperial physician to check his pulse, and sat with him for more than half an hour before returning to the palace.

In the past few days, Kangxi and Yinzhen have always come to see him every day, but it seems that they have made an appointment, one morning and one afternoon, and every time he catches up with the doctor Duan who comes to check his pulse, he will ask him anything. no chance.

In the evening, after dinner and medicine, Yinzuo asked Wangcai to hold the lamp, but found that the drawings on the case were gone, so he stared at Wangcai: "Take it out!"

Wangcai shook his head again and again: "The imperial doctor said, you have to rest at this time."

Don't be tired!Don't bother!Don't stay up late!

Yinzuo pursed his lips and looked at him, tapped his fingers on the table lightly: "Wangcai..."

Wangcai knew that this was a sign of his master's impatience, so he lowered his head to his chest, avoiding Yinzuo's gaze, and rubbed his feet restlessly on the ground, but he still didn't say a word or move.

Yin Zuo supported his head: "You think you are smarter than Master, and you can make decisions for Master, right?"

Wangcai shrank his neck and explained: "The slave is not smart, the slave listens to the master, but the slave listens to the imperial physician even more...Master, you have to listen to the imperial physician too!"

Yin Zuo stared at him for a while, then took a charcoal pen from the case - he was not allowed to look at the picture, so he could draw it.

After only two strokes, the surroundings suddenly became dark, Yinzuo raised his head and looked at Wangcai with displeasure, he was so courageous that he dared to blow out his candle: "The imperial doctor told you not to stay up late, right?"

Wangcai nodded again and again - yes, yes, no staying up late!

Yin Zuo said lightly: "Then did the imperial physician tell you not to get angry?"

Wangcai was suffocated, although Yin Zuo couldn't see any signs of anger on his face, but he was really afraid that his master would be angry and hurt his body, so he hesitated for a while, honestly took the fire pocket, lit the candle again, and begged : "Master... Even if you don't think about your own body, you should think about the slave's life! If you keep on like this day and night, Long Live God will definitely chop off the slave's head..."

Yin Zuo said lightly: "Don't worry, Huang Ama will at most order someone to beat your butt into eight petals, and it won't kill you."

Wangcai smiled flatteringly: "Then you will pity the ass of the poor servant..."

Yinzuo ignored him and continued to draw pictures. Wangcai had nothing to do with him, so he slipped out quietly. After a while, Yinzuo saw the angry doctor Duan.

Yinzuo put down his pen, looked at Imperial Physician Duan, and smiled.

Physician Duan rushed over at night, tired and angry, with his beard up and down, Yinzuo supported his head, and pointed patiently: "Inhale...exhale...inhale...by the way, just That's it! Imperial Physician Duan, you must be calm when talking to people with heart disease, right? Wangcai, please help Imperial Physician Duan to sit down quickly, it will make the old man tired!"

Imperial Physician Duan didn't need Wangcai's support, so he sat down on his own buttocks, and said angrily, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Yin Zuo leaned on the back of the chair and said lazily: "I don't like this, how long is Imperial Doctor Duan going to hide from me?"

Doctor Duan's face was dark: "When did the old man hide from you?"

"It's fine if you don't hide," Yinzuo said with a little loose eyes, "Doctor Duan, I don't like my current situation very much. Huang Ama and the fourth brother treat me like a fragile porcelain doll. Looking at me with 'you don't know how poor you are' all the time... I don't like it."

"Even if I really become a porcelain doll, I should know how fragile I am, don't you think?"

Doctor Duan's lips moved, but he still didn't speak.

Yinzuo was a little irritable, turned his head to look out of the window for a while, then turned back, and said slowly: "Dr. But the disease can't be solved... The problem is my own body, where can I escape? If I don't know it, it can't exist, so I won't ask a word in my whole life."

Imperial Physician Duan was silent, this little ancestor was very difficult to dismiss, if he didn't make it clear, I don't know what else he would do, and this matter must always be told to him, he sighed and said: "His Royal Highness His heart disease was not serious at first, but after the incident of the Yellow River bursting, it showed signs of deterioration. Later, the establishment of the crown prince, the fire in the suburbs, and the massacre occurred one after another. His Royal Highness was depressed and angry, and it was even worse. ... Later you went to Guangzhou again, and you didn't know how to make troubles. When you came back, you already had symptoms of illness. It took a lot of effort for the old man to barely control it. Yan..."

Yuyan's sachet was actually the last straw that broke the camel's back.She is also unlucky. If she changed before the flood of the Yellow River, she might really achieve something good... Even if she used disgraceful means, as long as Yinzuo can touch women, let alone Concubine De, I'm afraid Even Kangxi would not blame her.

As a result, not only did he lose his own life, but his whole family was also affected.

As an old sick patient, Yin Zuo knew about these things very well, and he didn't care about them. He just wanted to know his current situation, so he interrupted him and asked, "And then?"

Doctor Duan glared at Yinzuo: he was the one who made him talk, and he was the one who didn't listen to him well!

Unhappily said: "The illness is all gone, what's next?"

Sighing again, he said: "Remember to keep your emotions stable in the future, and don't have any emotions such as joy, sorrow, fear, worry, and anger. You can't run, jump, hold heavy objects, sit violently, or ride a horse. , can't drink alcohol, can't overeat, can't stay up late, can't work hard..."

Imperial Physician Duan was talking endlessly, Yinzuo sat on a chair and listened quietly, Wangcai looked at Imperial Physician Duan for a while, then looked at Yinzuo for a while, and finally couldn't help but interrupted: "Doctor Duan, why don't you Tell me directly, what can our master do!"

He listened for a long time, but he just couldn't hear what else his master could do!

Doctor Duan glared at Wangcai, and when he interrupted him, he completely forgot what he had said and what he hadn't said, so he had no choice but to say the concluding remarks: "Restraint in sexual affairs, sexual intercourse will be banned in the last few months... ..."

Yin Zuo didn't say a word, Doctor Duan coughed dryly, and continued: "There is still time to go to the toilet, don't use too much force..."

Yin Zuo knew this too, interrupted him again, and said, "I just want to know if I can stand up and walk by myself in the future."

Imperial Physician Duan sighed, and said, "It's okay to go, that's..."

Just can't walk a few steps.

Then he said worriedly: "His Royal Highness, if you are old, don't take it seriously. Your body is no better than before. Maybe you will have a flare-up after hearing a firecracker... Do this twice again, and you will be really sick." Immortals cannot be saved!"

Yinzuo hummed, picked up the pen again, and said, "Doctor Duan, it's getting late, go back and rest!"

Seeing his appearance, Doctor Duan blew his beard and stared angrily, and it started again in front of him. What he said just now was all for nothing, right?

"His Royal Highness!"

Yin Zuo glanced at him and said, "If I just lie down, sit and do nothing every day, can I live a long life?"

In his previous life, he was almost protected from leaks, but so what?

"This……"

It is impossible to live a long life, but you can always live a few more years!

These words can only be swirled in the stomach, but dare not say it.

Yin Zuo said lightly: "If you can't pick up something you like to do in your life, you just live for the sake of living. No matter how long you live, what's the point? Doctor Duan, go back!"

In his previous life, he was so sick, didn't he teach himself the languages ​​of various countries, programming, and various professional knowledge?Even if he can only earn a negligible amount of money online, it is still his career.

Imperial Physician Duan knew he couldn't persuade him, so he went out angrily: "This little ancestor, how well-behaved he was when he was young, how come the older he grows, the harder it is to take care of him!"See Minger waits for Long Live Lord to come over, I don't want to sue you!

When he got outside the door, he couldn't help turning his head to take a look, he couldn't help being taken aback, there were two lamps and one candle in Yinzuo's room, but now the candle on the table has gone out, so he shook his head and laughed: brat!Still so naughty!

Thinking of his current body, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Wangcai looked at Yinzuo stupidly: "Master?"

Yinzuo smiled and said, "I'm just angry with him."

He sighed again: "Even if you can't live a hundred years, it's good to live one more day, isn't it?"

Wangcai had a sore nose: "Master..."

"Have someone prepare hot water," Yin Zuo paused, and said, "Wipe my back later."

He finally figured it out, what's the use of being angry with his body? Could it be that the guy in his chest who refuses to work hard will get scared and work hard just because he gets angry?

Wang Caiweng responded angrily and went out.

The first time the master asked him to wait on him in the bath, he was not happy at all, because he knew very well that his master would make an exception, not because he was getting closer to him, but because he couldn't do it himself.

Touching the tears with the back of his hand: His master, his family can even draw with Prince Yong, and outside the Great Wall, he is the master who teases the prince of the grassland. Now, he can't even take a bath by himself...

Wangcai went out quietly, and Yin Zuo was the only one left in the room, the lights inside were dim, and the moonlight outside was like water.

The smile on the corner of Yin Zuo's mouth finally faded, and he quietly looked at the outside world: It's okay, it's just going back to the past!In his previous life, he looked at the children playing outside the window and prayed to God over and over again to give him a healthy body, even if it was only for one day.

But now, he got more than one day... what he should be satisfied with...

It's just that this day came too suddenly, and these things were lost too suddenly, which caught him off guard...