Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

The original King Duan, now the Holy Majesty, was sitting in the Hall of Qinzheng talking to several prime ministers.It is also not in accordance with the etiquette and law. The emperor is not in the Daqing Hall, but the Daqing Hall has been completely burned down, and the reconstruction work cannot be completed in a day or two, so the Holy One is wronged and temporarily resides in the Qinzheng Hall.

Originally you were a prince, but when Xiao wanted to be a king one day, he felt that as long as he could get the chair, nothing else mattered.Now that I climbed into this chair, I feel unsatisfactory everywhere.This person's heart is full of desires that are hard to fill.

"I don't know who is in charge of the restoration of the Daqing Hall, who would the Holy Majesty prefer to supervise?" He Xiang's flattering attitude was quite obvious.He Zhuzhu's father begged for the bones and returned home shortly after the death of his beloved daughter because of the turbulent situation in the court.The current He Xiang, He Huiyuan's Aizi and Xiao Yuchun have a bit of a quarrel, and He Xiang himself, because of his previous record of hugging the wrong thigh, has stepped up his efforts to curry favor in front of the Holy One, and is suspected of washing away history.

The Holy Majesty rested his chin in thought, Liu and others in the same row didn't dare to disturb him, they just pretended to be listening attentively.

"Chun'er has nothing to do right now, let him go over and have a look, let's experience it first."

He Xiang immediately put on a smile all over his face, and couldn't stop praising, "Your Majesty is wise, King Duan is young and vigorous, and he just needs his Majesty to take a few years of experience."

Unexpectedly, this flattery seemed to be patted on the horse's hoof, and it did not get the dragon's heart and joy as imagined.

The Holy Majesty frowned, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, as if recalling some unpleasant memory.For a moment, He Xiang had a stiff smile on his face, but sweat dripped quietly from his forehead.

It was still Liu Xiang who reacted quickly, and secretly pulled He Xiang's sleeve behind his back. Several people excused that there was still business to be dealt with, and hurriedly retreated.

"Is the second child ready to leave?" The Holy One asked casually, and a person dressed like Xifeng came out from behind the pillars in the hall.

"Return to master, what I told you yesterday, I'm going to leave in a few days."

"Well, pass on my words, let the second son come to the palace when he has time, so we can get together."

The man in gray bowed and retreated.The Holy Majesty flipped through the never-ending memorials in front of him, and another memorial that was requested to be sealed by King Duan. Why is it that there is no rest for a day without a prince? Not bad.

The Holy Majesty slapped the notebook on the table, and the veins on his forehead popped out.When he was not in the high position, he felt that the group of literati in the court who could only talk was pleasing to the eye, and the way they grabbed the Fu family's wrong place was also pleasing to the eye.

But when it was my turn to deal with this group of scholars who had no talents other than talkative, I couldn't help but feel a stomach ache.Who are these people? Why do I have to see them every day? It’s really bloating to see them every day. After a long time, my stomach will not be motivated enough.

Last night for unknown reasons, I suddenly dreamed of my step-son, my eldest son who passed away unexpectedly. He was a loyal and honest son whom I loved since childhood, and whom I valued very much.

Song Mingzhe didn't pay attention to His Majesty's mental journey, he was busy cleaning up the Baicaotang at home.It will take a lot of time and thought to put it away for many days, even if it is put back as it is.Fortunately, after my aunt has been busy with me, Ganbao, who has left school, will also help me out.

Song Mingzhe scrubbed the table and chairs that his grandfather sat on every day before his death, piously arranged the pen, ink and other utensils according to his own memory, straightened up and looked around, his grandfather's old and concerned voice seemed to be heard in his ears, you are sick, stagnant in your heart, medicine stone The second thing is that the most important thing is not to worry too much in daily life, but to relax everything.

Song Mingzhe wrote his name under the prescription. He recalled that he was so naughty when he was a child, talking back to his grandfather everywhere, sticking silver needles on the cloth pad on which the patient held his hand, saying that I am a hedgehog, and my angry grandfather chased after me. Fight yourself.

"Brother Xixi, someone is looking for you outside the door." Gan Bao, who had just finished moving the box, was sweating profusely, and rushed into the Baicao Hall, took the white cloth that Song Mingzhe put on the table as a sweat towel, and put it on his head and face Wipe it up.

Song Mingzhe swallowed that sentence "I just wiped the table", thinking silently that he didn't know it might be happier for him.

Song Mingzhe agreed, stood up and opened the door to welcome the guests, feeling a lot of anxiety in his heart. Before the news that he was going to reopen the business was released, someone came to the door. Maybe it was an old acquaintance from his grandfather who came from other places. .

Opening the door, Xiao Yuchun's handsome face appeared without warning. Song Mingzhe stood on tiptoe, looked around, and muttered, "Oh, why is there a knock on the door but no one came to the door? It must be my hallucination!"

Talking in his mouth and doing in his hands, he closed the door heavily in front of Xiao Yuchun.Song Mingzhe spun, jumped, closed his eyes, pretended not to see, picked up the bucket by the door, and prepared to scrub the signboard too.

In the next few days, strange things happened again and again in the Song family. First, whenever cooking and cooking medicine in the kitchen, the heat was very difficult to control. Gan Bao poked it with pokers and found some unburned paper scraps in the corner of the kitchen. , the source of which is unknown.

Then in the middle of the night, cats and dogs often barked, not the common barks of the neighbors, but the kind that could sing a little Beijing tune with a southern accent and a northern tune. There were even a few wolf howls, and Gan Bao shivered under the quilt.According to his brave and fearless elder brother, he was wearing a colorful bed curtain and carrying a long bamboo pole for drying clothes.

Gan Bao was dubious, and reluctantly went back to the room to sleep. He heard arguing indistinctly, heavy objects falling to the ground, and so on, and finally ended with a heavy closing sound.When he got up the next day, Gan Bao took a photo of the water tank, and he had two big dark circles on his face, as did his mother, only his elder brother Song Mingzhe was refreshed, and there was nothing wrong with it.

As soon as Gan Bao asked a few words, Song Mingzhe pushed him back, why he was guarding the front line at Xueyongguan, and he didn't close his eyes for three days and three nights, but he didn't take it lightly. , I have nothing to fear, and it is easy to fight against evildoers.

Gan Bao has read books for these years, and he is no longer a kid who is curious about everything and yells around Song Mingzhe's ass.

"Brother, let's think of a way. If this quarrel continues, if I don't fall down, my mother won't be able to take it anymore." With a sincere attitude, Song Mingzhe danced and danced to demonstrate his heroic posture at the Xueyong Pass, and suddenly stopped. "Oh, this is an adult's business, you still don't understand it yet."

Song Mingzhe closed his eyes and sighed heavily, but instead of touching Gan Bao's head like he did when he was a child, he put down the bowl and chopsticks. "Eat Ganbao quickly, leave the bowl, and I'll wash it later. The sun is good today, and I have to rush to dry it to give birth."

"Are the three major battalions in Beijing all right?" Xiao Yuchun said this to Hao Fuqi. Since he followed him to Xueyongguan, he walked back and forth a few times between life and death, and was promoted by the Holy Spirit. All of a sudden, it became very popular among the military officers.If Xiao Yuchun said this to others, they might be careful to guess what they want, and they must give a comprehensive answer. There is nothing wrong with the villain's confidantes watching in any big camp. It's embarrassing, isn't it?

But the person he was questioning was Hao Fuqi, and the twists and turns in his words were a little more tactful for Hao Fuqi.So he smiled foolishly, nodded and said, "Our battalion is doing well. I went to train with me a few days ago. The recruits are quite impressive in martial arts. They are much better than when we joined the army!" The pride came from that picture The honest and honest face was full almost overflowing.

Xiao Yuchun choked for a moment before realizing who was in front of him. He had been busy fighting with Song Mingzhe recently, so he was somewhat distracted, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a mistake.If everyone in the three battalions was like Hao Fuqi, he would not need to bother with his mind.

Hao Fuqi's wife has lived peacefully to this day, which proves that Daliang really has a lot of kind-hearted people.

"Recently, you've put a lot of effort into everything in the camp. Your Majesty knows that you've always been upright. Even if there's no war, he'll consider your hard work." Xiao Yuchun thought for a while, and added, "If If you can’t make a decision, I’m okay with asking people to come and go, I have a lot of things on hand recently, and I’m not in the palace, but in the palace.”

Hao Fu nodded his head sharply, and asked casually, "Tonight, Mingzhe will make mutton buns, and the little prince will come to eat together?"

Xiao Yuchun was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He knew that Song Mingzhe didn't invite him, but he still kept his dignity on his face and thought, "No, I have another appointment tonight." His mouth seemed to have a mouthful of old vinegar, his throat was sore, I can't spit out, I can only swallow small mouthfuls into my stomach with my eyebrows twisted.

"Hey, what a pity. Brother Shao has been talking about it for a long time, and he just likes this one. The little prince can come when he has time. It's good for us to have a drink."

The sourness he had just swallowed surged up his throat again, and the little prince almost fell into a coma with anger. Seeing Hao Fu, his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes.

Inexplicably, Hao Fuqi, who was picked on for a few small mistakes, came out disgraced after being reprimanded. He really didn't understand what he had done wrong. Forget it, it would be serious to go there with two bottles of good wine at night.

Where Hao Fuqi didn't notice, several figures in the West Camp gathered together and whispered.

"Recently, I've been in a panic, you know, two days ago I went to take a urinate, and saw a pool of blood behind the armory. I was so scared that I thought I hadn't woken up. I ran back to call someone, but when I came back, I found nothing, which hurt me. He was punished by the team leader and fined his horse for several days."

"Where are you, does Wang Daudao of the team next door know? He has a scar on his chest that was scratched by a tiger when he was a child. He took a bath with us a few days ago, and the scar faded after washing. I thought about it." Could it be that we have offended some gods, are we dazzled?"

"Hey, hey, don't even talk about it. If we were caught by the team leader, the three of us would stand under the sun for several hours."

"Where does the sword that hangs on my wall go?" Xiao Yuchun, who returned to his study to study the drawing of the Daqing Palace submitted by the officials of the Ministry of Industry all night, immediately found something wrong with his study.

"Return to the master, the former son gave me a sword, and Manager Qian is going to replace it. Curry is busy, so there is no time to change it in the future?" The new book boy was articulate, explaining the ins and outs clearly.

Xiao Yuchun nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "You look strange, who promoted you?"

"The villain's family is connected with Guanshi Kou."

Xiao Yuchun pondered for a while, Kou Da was also an old man who had been in the house for many years, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The book boy arranged the four treasures of the study on the table for Xiao Yuchun deftly, and stood respectfully aside with his hands down. Only when he rolled his eyes a few times behind Xiao Yuchun did he reveal a bit of the palace.

The candlelight pulled Xiao Yuchun out of a long shadow, and landed on the bookshelf behind him, with a distorted and terrifying appearance.

It was night, a group of people held the badges of Duan Wangfu, knocked on the city gate, took advantage of the momentum to break into the capital, forced their way into the palace gate, and illuminated Bianshui with torches in their hands.

"Assassins attack, King Duan escorts!" The voice resounded through the night sky. This army of unknown origin had a fierce conflict with the imperial army, causing casualties to each other. Whether there was really an assassin in the palace, and whether the assassin succeeded in the assassination became Tianrui's 39-year-old question. Big unsolved case.