Seventh Pagoda

At this moment, Yang Yulin's feelings for Jing Fulin are no longer just "hate to the bone".

In order to make it easier for Jing Fulin to knead his neck, the neckline was untied last night.

Looking from the open neckline, there are bruises on the collarbone, which were caused by Jing Fulin who practiced martial arts without knowing the seriousness or intentionally. It must be Jing Fulin's saliva.

Yang Yulin struggled to get up from Jing Fulin's lap, slowly moved to the corner of the bed, and leaned against the bed frame, motionless, looking very weak.

The difficulty of this movement is all due to the pain in my stiff neck and neck.

But the imperial doctors don't know!

Looking at Yang Yulin's miserable state, they didn't know what kind of bad picture they thought of, and they didn't know whether to close or open their eyes, and they were very hesitant.

Jing Fulin calmly stretched out his arms to help Yang Yulin close her neckline, but before he could make another move, Yang Yulin forced her back, Shi Shiran smiled and withdrew her hands.

The three masters pushed and shoved each other, and in the end it was Jiang Taiji who looked down at the ground and whispered.

"Reporting to the Holy Majesty, there is no serious problem. The National Teacher will be fine for a few days. If you are still worried, there are two small remedies.

First, massage the acupoints of the foreign labor palace every day to relax the tendons and activate collaterals, harmonize the middle and regulate qi, and stop the pain as soon as you feel it.

Second, you can boil the juice of Herba saponica and apply it hot on the neck, and it will heal within a few days. "

Jing Fulin hurriedly asked: "Really? Where is this labor palace?"

Doctor Jiang still lowered his head, not daring to look up at Yang Yulin, let alone show Jing Fulin Yang Yulin's finger. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his right hand silently, and pointed out a position between the metacarpal bones.

"Returning to the Holy One, this is the place. Both palms must be pressed, and you must not neglect it."

Jing Fulin grabbed Yang Yulin's hand and pressed it: "Does it hurt?"

Press a few times and ask once: "Does it hurt now?"

Yang Yulin frowns coldly, but just ignores it.

After pressing for half a moment, pain came from the back of his hand, and before Yang Yulin could speak, Jing Fulin had already switched to the other hand.

Seeing this appearance, the three imperial physicians took their leave silently. Before leaving, Prospect Fulin did not forget to say: "I'm sorry for the sausage juice of sagittarius, the imperial physician."

The three said again and again: "Don't dare, this is the duty of the minister."

After finally calming down, Yang Yulin squinted at Jing Fulin with her eyes: "Still leaving?"

Jing Fulin lazily lowered his head and pressed the back of Yang Yulin's hand: "Don't go."

Yang Yulin was about to have an attack, when there was a commotion outside, and people rushed into Qingning Hall while making a noise.

Seeing that he couldn't stop Fu Dali, he rushed in first to clarify the situation: "Your Majesty, Taifu Zhao and Shaoshi Qi are here."

Before the words were finished, an old man with white beard and hair walked in, followed by a handsome young man.

The Taishi, Taifu, and Taibao of the previous dynasties were the "Three Dukes", and they were the first-rank titles.

The Taishi taught the Emperor Wen Dao, the Taifu taught the Emperor Martial Arts, and the Taifu protected the Emperor Wei. Although he had no real power, he had a high status, especially Zhao Taifu.

One, he has been the emperor's tutor for three generations up to this dynasty, and the other, when he was the second emperor's tutor, he replaced the former emperor and went deep into the enemy's camp during the Shanguan League, holding a five-color dragon and phoenix in his hand.

"Your Majesty! It's the first hour of Mao! All the officials have been waiting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Your Majesty, don't miss the court today!"

In the end, he is a martial arts practitioner, and he expresses his intentions straight to the point.

Unlike Master Qi who was behind him, he met Taifu Zhao on Jinshui Bridge at Yinshi, and urged him to come to Qingning Hall to arrest him in a few words.

The young teacher is the deputy of the grand teacher, and Qi Wenzao's cunning temperament of doing everything by himself and letting others take action has imitated his master Zhou Taishi [-]%.

No matter how willful Jing Fulin is, he still has to be courteous in front of Mr. Zhao.

Jing Fulin knew how to deal with him since he was restrained by Mr. Zhao since childhood.

I saw him shivering and getting off the bed, and being pillowed by Yang Yulin in the middle of the night, his legs and arms were all numb, it was true.

He was just trembling like this, with a bitter expression on his face: "Teacher! Don't you know Fulin yet? When I was young, I listened to your teachings. Why did I ever waste my manners? It's just that today, Fulin also has the apex of his heart." Man, seeing that he is suffering, how can he still think about going to court early?"

Taifu Zhao was most afraid of Jing Fulin's tears. In the past, Jing Fulin's tears flowed like sea water because of his playful nature.

The old man glanced at Yang Yulin, puzzled: "How can someone with good arms and legs suffer?"

Jing Fulin wiped away his tears: "Last night, I had a stiff neck for half the night, and now I can't even turn my neck."

Zhao Taifu's eyes lit up, he was over 80 years old, and his hands and feet were still extremely flexible. He took a few steps forward and made a gesture of twisting Yang Yulin's neck twice.

"Stiff neck is easy to handle. The old man will straighten his bones and keep them useful."

Yang Yulin was terrified, and went to pull Jing Fulin with a face full of horror.

Jing Fulin's shoulders trembled as he poked secretly and laughed, and finally turned his face to stop Taifu Zhao: "Teacher Zhao, the master of the country is no better than the young master, and I can't stand your toss. Stop quickly."

Taifu Zhao was in trouble: "What should I do?"

After thinking about it, the old man slapped his hands: "Yes! Can't we just take him to court?"

After thinking about it over and over again, I felt that it was a brilliant idea: "Not bad, not bad, the best of both worlds!"

Master Qi held his forehead and remained silent, and took two steps back without showing any signs.

Jing Fulin made excuses: "This is not very good..."

Taifu Zhao thought shallowly: "What's wrong? Who dares to say it's not good, I'll punch it out! Hurry up, hurry up, change clothes quickly, the emperor will be late."

Seeing Yang Yulin's resolute expression of "I won't go if I'm killed", Jing Fulin choked back his internal injuries from laughing, and walked in front of him with a suppressed smile, and played with the hair on the side of his ear: "Today... I can't help the national teacher."

Manager Gao has been in this palace for 70 years. I have seen the emperor rushing all the way into the harem with his arms around people, but I have never seen the emperor enter the Golden Luan Hall with his arms around people.

The gold-painted and carved dragon wooden chair has a golden dragon on nine gold pillars at the back, and a seven-and-a-half-foot-wide and three-foot-deep Xumizuo. Behind the wooden chair are five large screens with auspicious patterns such as a hundred turtles, cranes, and precious elephants. There are elephants, cranes, incense burners and other decorations around the wooden chairs.

When Jing Fulin sat on this chair for the first time at the age of six, his whole body sank into it.

My aunt thickened the chair cushions for him, added three layers of gold thread to the top of the black fox fur crown, hollowed out golden clouds and dragons inlaid with oriental beads, and straightened his small body upright, at least he had a bit of power. .

But after all, he was young, looking across the seven stone steps, it was full of people, and among these people, I don't know how many of them wanted to pull him off the dragon chair.

This dragon chair was too big, too high, and too scary for him when he was young.

In the first three months, Jing Fulin dreamed every day that he fell from the high dragon chair, and then densely packed villains crawled all over his body and kept tearing him apart.

Jing Fulin tightened his grip on the person in his arms, and chose a comfortable position to lie back on. For the first time in his life, he felt that this chair didn't seem so hateful.

Everyone from Yang Yulin has come, so they are naturally enlightened.

Having been framed by Jing Fulin to such an extent, it was really useless for him to defend himself, so he simply took out his favorite concubine, oh no, the appearance of his favorite minister, paying attention to his neck, nestling in Jing Fulin's arms as comfortable as he could.

There was an uproar all over the court, civil and military officials winked and gestured in twos and threes, and the undercurrent was surging and exchanging messages.

Jing Fulin took a glance: "Ruiwu is here today?"

Li Qifeng, who was originally a general of Gansu Province, made great contributions to the suppression of the chaos. Two years later, Qian Fulin personally promoted him to be the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.

Jing Fulin called him that, which showed his closeness, and his colleagues gave him another nickname of "Governor of the Gourd", which is also an interesting story.

Years ago, Jing Fulin suddenly fell in love with fighting crickets. Li Qifeng racked his brains and presented Jing Fulin with a red phoenix Chaoyang worm storage pot painted with flowers and flowers. This little thing is not simple.

Generally, gourds are made of clamp or plain. The clamp is only two thin plates to clamp the gourd. After growing, the shape is regular, and the plain has no grain.

The flower fan that takes the most effort, figures and flowers, landscapes, insects and fish, are exquisite.

Li Qifeng picked out a small gourd and included it in the model model. The pattern of the red phoenix and the sun was engraved in the model model. When the small gourd grew slowly and filled the space of the model model, the inscribed pattern was printed on the grown-up model. On the body of the gourd, there is a Yang carving pattern.

The first few times the gourd was either too small or too big, the small gourd couldn’t hold up to Fan Mo, the pattern couldn’t be printed, the big gourd swelled too much, and the pattern was deformed, and I tried countless times back and forth. got one.

Carefully use fire painting to further depict the pattern of Danfeng Chaoyang. The cover and mouth are inlaid with mahogany. A year and a half.

Jing Fulin liked it very much.

Coincidentally, after delivering the gourds, he was promoted to the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty couldn't help laughing at him as "Governor of Hulu".

Governors and governors usually only need to go to the palace to report on their duties at the end of the year, but this Li Qifeng is loyal and filial, and runs to the palace when he gets back good things, so as soon as Jing Fulin saw him, he knew that there must be something good today.

How could the officials not know that when they met in the Taihe Square, the troublemakers would inevitably approach him and ask him what treasure he had hidden in the palace this time.

There are also those who are not angry, such as Huang Wenxi, a scholar of Dongge University.

Seeing Li Qifeng from a distance, he rushed to stand in front of him in three steps and two steps, raised his chin, shook his sleeves, stomped his feet, put his hands behind his back, and with a "hum" in his nose, turned around and walked quickly in front of him.

To show the difference between voicing and turbidity, it strongly expresses the meaning of "what are you doing here? I don't want to see you!"

In this regard, Li Qifeng was perfunctory and didn't care about it, he really looked a bit "bored".

Hearing Jing Fulin's question at this moment, he quickly stood up and saluted: "Going back to the emperor, I have prepared two small gifts, thinking that the national teacher might like it."

Jing Fulin really laughed: "Oh? Present it."

Li Qifeng took out a plantain fan and a lamp.

The plantain fan is inlaid with a tortoiseshell frame and a handle with pink ground flowers and butterfly patterns. The surface of the fan is woven with ivory filaments into a brocade ground, and dyed ivory is inlaid with willow branches and swallows, which has an elegant charm.

The lamp is an ivory carved cloud geese and begonia lamp, with a red sandalwood base, a yellow hooked lotus holder, and the lampshade is spliced ​​with ivory. The four flying geese are gorgeous and elegant.

Yang Yulin glanced at it, the workmanship was so exquisite, it would be a lie to say that she didn't like it, but she refused to speak.

Jing Fulin looked very happy: "Ruiwu, the national teacher has been in a coma for three months, and I finally woke up these few days. I am worried about what to bring to congratulate you. Your gift, the national teacher likes it very much, the national teacher I like it, I like it, and you solved another trouble for me."

Li Qifeng humbly hurriedly.

It's fine if Jing Fulin doesn't mention it, but when the word "you" is mentioned, some people will get upset.

Huang Wenxi was in charge of following Chen's instructions, and whenever Jing Fulin said or acted improperly, he would inevitably jump out to persuade him, and when he couldn't persuade him, he would hit his head against a pillar to admonish him with death, he was upright and stubborn.

In the past few years, the person who has caused him the most misfortune is Li Qifeng. In the court, he openly accepts it, again and again, and the atmosphere is smoky, what a shame!

He stood up and immediately asked Jing Fulin: "Your Majesty! I don't know if I should say something or not?"

Yang Yulin only thought that she was acting with Jing Fulin today, so she didn't want to say much, but when she heard Li Qifeng's words, she couldn't help laughing out loud: "You can tell what you want, ask him why, he said no Tell me, are you really not going to tell me?"

Jing Fulin really indulged Yang Yulin and replied: "I shouldn't say it."