Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Physician Liang came over and said that Minister of the Ministry of Industry was visiting, so he went back to the hall for consultation.

The inner room was quiet, Yun Lang stood in front of the couch for a while, slowly put on his coat, still thinking about the few words Xiao Shuo said before going out.

"Why are you up?"

The old master entered the door, and when he saw Yun Lang get up, he was startled: "Physician Liang said that the Bishui Dan consumes vitality, and it will be healthy for the next few days..."

"You can't stay still." Yun Lang withdrew his mind and smiled, "It's okay, it's just to meet someone and say a few words."

The old master had just sent the prince to meet the guests, and helped Yun Lang: "Are you going to see the Minister of the Ministry of Industry?"

Yun Lang took advantage of his strength to stand firm, raised his hand to thank him for his help, and walked a few steps in the house by himself.

Bishui Dan has great stamina, and with the bowl of soup that Imperial Physician Liang gave last night, he is still extremely weak at this time, and his mind is also restless for a while.

Yun Lang took a deep breath, raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and exhaled softly.

Xiao Wangye's vision...

When he was young, he was well-clothed and well-fed, so naturally he didn't know what was good about lying on the couch all day.

When Yunlang was in the palace, he always disliked lying down the most. He didn't read if he could practice martial arts, and he didn't walk when he could go to the room.Occasionally, on a day of Ansheng, the Taifu can ask the people of the Sitianjian to watch the stars at night to see if Baihuxing has been attacked by some evil spirits.

Later, when he clamored for a war, he went to the Shuofang Army, and there were even more things he could toss about.

Duan Wang knows people well, and has always given General Yun the military order of a thousand-mile surprise attack and a one-shot attack on the head. As long as he can't let him stay in the commander's tent, he will never let him be idle for a moment.

Yun Lang recalled what happened at that time for a moment, couldn't help laughing, took a cup of tea and drank a couple of sips, and put it aside.

Mostly God couldn't see him, thought he was too capable of tossing, so he simply let him toss enough.

After running all these years... he was really tired.

On Jingnan South Road, when a half-broken feather arrow was pierced on his shoulder, he flung his pursuers all the way, fell down and couldn't stand still...

Yun Lang bit a piece of wood tightly and leaned against the rotten threshold of the ruined temple, pulling out the broken arrow for himself.For a moment, I also thought about how happy it would be if I could lie on the high couch and not be able to sleep.

Yun Lang was dazed for a moment, and pressed the center of his eyebrows: "Not yet..."

The old master didn't understand, and was stunned for a while: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yun Lang cheered up, "When that day comes, I can sleep as long as I want."

The two of them still have too much to do now, so they can't just relax like this.

Xiao Shuo has not only been able to support the palace on his own these years, he has even saved the old ministry for him, and secretly sent people to protect him.

But Xiao Xiaowang is in the middle of the court and is stared to death by all parties. There are still too many things that are inconvenient to do, and someone must be able to make things up in secret.

"Who is the Secretary of the Ministry of Industry today?"

Yun Lang pressed down his thoughts: "Or Kong Ze? Has he not resigned yet?"

"It should be... the Ministry of Industry is now a idle job, and we haven't paid much attention to it."

The old master said: "When the late emperor was there, the Ministry of Industry managed some things. Now the farmland is handed over to the Privy Council, and the salt and iron are given to the three envoys. Only the Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Yu remain."

Yun Lang made up a lot of court rules these days, pressed his forehead, and recalled it: "The Ministry of Yu is responsible for mountains, rivers, bridges, roads, boats, vehicles, and vegetation, and the Ministry of Water is in charge of water control and water transportation."

"Exactly." The old master said happily, "How can you say that you don't understand political affairs? Don't you know everything clearly..."

"It has fallen to this point." Yun Lang couldn't figure it out, "Why is he still looking for me?"

The old master: "..."

The old master couldn't think of words to refute for a while, he hesitated and said: "Perhaps, perhaps he has been excluded all year round, and he also has dissatisfaction in his heart..."

"King Yan has no official position now, and I'm a criminal waiting to be executed. The Ministry of Industry can still take care of him, only road construction, flood control, and bridge building."

Yun Lang: "Three-phase agreement, hit it off immediately. Dig a tunnel all the way into the palace, steal the emperor out in the middle of the night and beat him up?"

The old master was frightened into a cold sweat by Yunlang's idea, and hurriedly waved his hands: "You must—"

"It's just boring, let's think about it." Yun Lang poured him a cup of tea, "Like a traitor, you will lose your head. Since he came to the medical clinic to look for me, he must have other things."

The old master held the teacup, tremblingly: "You must think of other things..."

Yun Lang didn't take it seriously, and waved his hand.

In the past, when others were in the palace, they had vaguely heard about the disputes between the court and China.

The official system scrambles, seizes profits and decentralizes power.The censor no longer had the right to advise the emperor, and the civil servants completely suppressed the generals and divided the duties of the six departments.

Now that most of the six departments are unemployed, the most useful criminal department can do all they can do, but they are fully prepared to steal him out of prison.

"Since he's here, he's probably aiming at me, so I still have to go out and meet him."

Yun Lang had an idea: "Now there are rumors that I was tortured to pieces by King Yan. Just ask Xiao Shuo to go out to meet him, and he might not be able to tell the truth."

The old master had lingering fears in his heart, and he didn't dare to say more: "You go."

Yun Lang walked to the door, was blown by the cold wind, coughed twice, and went back to take Xiao Shuo's cloak.

Doctor Liang's clinic was connected to the pharmacy hall, and he lay in this row of inner halls, which were mostly used to accommodate dying patients, and a small apricot grove was sandwiched between the pharmacy hall.Deep in the apricot forest, there are several quiet rooms for receiving guests.

Wrapped in a cloak, Yun Lang was led by the little drug boy through the apricot forest, a little curious for a moment: "Do these trees bear fruit?"

The little drug boy was seven or eight years old, holding Master's medical book and staring at him warily.

"..." Yun Lang coughed lightly, "I won't pick it."

Little Yaotong had listened to the teachings of Imperial Physician Liang and didn't believe it at all, his head was shaking like a rattle drum: "No knots, not in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

Yun Lang felt a little regretful, tightened his cloak tightly, suppressed the cough in his chest, and took his mind back from the lush apricot grove.

The little drug boy walked a few steps, then suddenly remembered a sentence from his master, turned back and said: "This apricot grove is different from other places, it blooms once every three years."

"Fruit can be eaten and smashed, it's more fun."

Yun Lang regretted: "What's the meaning of flowers..."

"This forest has only bloomed this year." Little Yaotong said, "Master said, if you can live until the next time the flowers bloom, you can pick whatever you want."

Yun Lang paused, remained silent for a moment, and asked curiously: "Then if I live to be a hundred years old, why don't I pluck this forest?"

The little drug boy hesitated, and became wary again, trying to protect Xinglin behind him.

"Don't worry." Yun Lang pressed his head and rubbed it, "I will definitely work hard to pluck this forest."

"Don't pick off your baldness either." The little drug boy was taught by his master, thinking about curing diseases and saving lives, but he was reluctant to part with the apricot tree, and said with a bitter face, "If you are well... I will give you an apricot fruit, and you can give it to you The prince of the family."

"Your master taught me indiscriminately." Yun Lang laughed, "How did such a big prince become my family?"

"Don't you want to die with him?"

The little Yaotong was a little puzzled, and said blankly: "My master said that if you are not a family, you cannot be buried in the same pit."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang is only half a year younger than Xiao Shuo, and he has personally watched the juicy little grandson grow up to this day.Looking at the childish and naive little drug boy in front of him, for a while, he pushed himself and others, but he couldn't bear to hand him over to Dr. Liang to spoil him.

"I can't die with him." Yun Lang was extra patient, squatting down halfway, "He is of royal blood and has a royal tomb, so he wants to be buried with his parents."

"Let's talk about it." Yun Lang said, "He will have a concubine and heirs in the future. After a hundred years, these will all enter the imperial mausoleum..."

"But this year when winter came, your prince obviously came to see my master, and asked him in a daze if he knew the mausoleum with the best geomantic omen, the one where two people are buried together."

Xiaoyao was young and old, and he remembered it clearly: "My master is a doctor who saves people, how does he know this? But he said, my master has been treating illnesses for so many years, there will always be people who cannot be cured, and maybe they will start all over again." It's all over at the end."

Yun Lang listened, his heart sank unconsciously, and he frowned.

"After my master heard this, he was so angry that he put his hair on his hat, and then he took a needle and stabbed him out." The little drug boy said, "He came here for a few days, until someone came to the house to talk to him. , and left in a hurry."

"That's called blushing, it's a false finger..."

Yun Lang pulled the corner of his mouth and rubbed his head: "You can't use it randomly."

The little drug boy was stunned, a little disappointed, and secretly wrote down: "Oh."

Yun Lang felt a little stuffy in his chest again, squatted for a while, and stood up with support: "I know how to get there, thank you for leading the way, let's go back."

The little drug boy nodded, turned around and walked out holding the medical book.

After walking a few steps, Yun Lang stopped him again: "Wait."

"What's the matter?" Little Yaotong turned back, "I see, that prince doesn't belong to your family."

"It's not about this..." Yun Lang rubbed his forehead and smiled, "Let me tell your master, not only flowers in three years' time, but also flowers in 30 years' time."

The little Yaotong was ignorant and felt sorry for Xinghua for a while, seeing his extraordinarily solemn expression, he still nodded hesitantly.

"Apricot blossoms are bitter and warm, and they are mainly used to make up for the deficiency. Unfortunately, I don't need them."

Yun Lang said slowly: "I remember that almonds purify the lungs and relieve the muscles, and can cure coughs and upper Qi..."

"But those with lung deficiency and coughing are forbidden." The little drug boy grew vigilant, and quickly said, "You can't use it either."

Yun Lang was stunned, and laughed unconsciously: "It's a pity."

The little drug boy memorized the medical books and pharmacopoeia by heart, puffed up his chest, and looked up at him.

Yun Lang was leaning on the porch, unable to suppress the thought for a moment, and remembered when Xiao Shuo was a little grandson who could fall while walking.

The little prince who came out of the palace was neatly dressed in pink and jade carvings, with a beautiful Pisces jade pendant on his waist.

According to the order of the ceremony officer, he bowed his hands and bowed to him with a strict look.

Affecting his mind today, Yun Lang couldn't stop thinking about the past, lowered his head and smiled, and gently twirled the corner of his clothes.

It was the first time they met at that time. King Duan was questioned by the late Emperor in the palace, and the little emperor and grandson waited outside alone, saluting him with his shoulders and back straight.

Xiao Yunlang was younger than him, but he was already well-versed in the palace, and he was no longer needed. He stared at the jade pendant with bright eyes: "It's so beautiful."

"It's the Hetian jade that my father fought in northern Xinjiang and handed over."

The little grandson came out of the main hall, and the nervousness of seeing the emperor's grandfather for the first time faded away, and he spoke clearly: "Make jewelry for my mother and concubine, and ask someone to make this for me for the rest. He said that in the future, when I become an adult, I will give this thing as a gift." -"

"Give it to me." Xiao Yunlang excitedly pulled it over, "I'll exchange it with you for the jade unicorn."

The little emperor's grandson guarded him tightly, and frowned: "The palace is an important place, don't mess around."

"My jade unicorn is also a good thing."

Xiao Yunlang never felt that the imperial palace was an important place, so he discussed it with him in a friendly voice: "They said that my fate was bad, and my aunt asked the Ministry of Industry to find a craftsman to make it for me, and asked the great monk to consecrate it. Drop the red rope, There are little gold beads embedded in the eyes."

Xiao Yunlang touched his sleeves, clenched his fists, triumphantly: "Do you want to see it?"

Xiao Shuo was young, but he had already been taught the rules enough by his father, he pursed his lips forcefully, shook his head and said, "Since it was given by the emperor's grandmother, how can I take it easy to see..."

"Really don't want to look?" Xiao Yunlang covered his hands with both hands, and opened the slit, "If I don't look, I will hide it. I won't let Xiao Cuo and the others look at it. If Su'an wants to look at it, let his father beat him hard A meal."

After all, little Xiao Shuo couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he couldn't help but lean forward and take a look.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Xiao Yunlang stuffed the jade unicorn into Xiao Shuo's arms, pulled the jade pendant from Xiao Shuo's waist, and quickly climbed up to the corner of the hall stepping on the bricks.

……

Looking back now, Yun Lang felt that he was really skinny at that time, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Among the children born to the former emperor, Xiao Cuo was the youngest, and now he is named King Jing, who is four or five years older than him.

In those few years, it was the time when the Tai Tu gentlemen were pulling their ears to study.

Xiao Yunlang was in the palace and had no playmates of the same age. Seeing the little emperor's grandson brought in by Uncle Duan Wang, he was overjoyed.The act of grabbing the jade pendant was only because Xiao Shuo was too serious and wanted to find an excuse to tease him.

The jade pendant was held by him carefully, it was not damaged at all, and it was returned intact after changing hands.

On the contrary, the jade unicorn was not stuffed firmly, and it knocked on the little Huangsun, and dropped a small tail that was sticking out.

The former empress had repeatedly told Yun Lang that Yu Qilin would suppress the evil spirit in his life.

Si Tianjian rummaged through the ancient books and ordered Baihu Guansha to commit bloody disasters.If he doesn't use auspicious things to guard him, and he doesn't meet the auspicious god's life palace that is compatible with him, it may range from road swords and disasters to officials and family, or even a short life.

Yun Lang had heard from the former queen since he was a child that with the help of the jade unicorn to overcome evil spirits, and the white tiger occupying the position of a gentleman, it was Yang Jin's destiny.

Fate has always been dependent on good and bad, and when the evil spirit is suppressed, you can fight and kill yourself.In the future, he will be strong, brave, open and aboveboard, and become a great general with great military exploits.

Xiao Xiaoshuo had never seen the jade unicorn before, so he didn't see that it was knocked down, and he didn't know these ways.He snatched the jade pendant back and put it away, his face flushed with anger, and he gritted his teeth and scolded him for being inappropriate.

People who make trouble first, no wonder others are careless.Xiao Yunlang broke the jade unicorn that he had been wearing since he was a child, and was scolded for no reason. He put his broken tail back into his sleeve, and walked away disgruntled.

Later, the Empress Xian found out that Xiao Yunlang was pressed on the couch by the Empress Xian's maid, and the Empress Xian gave him five solid slaps, and then asked someone to take good red gold and finely inlaid it to repair the jade unicorn. Take the silk sash and tie it around his neck.

It's a pity... After several times of ups and downs, I can't find it anymore.

I don't know if the queen has a spirit in her spring, will she fall into a dream in the middle of the night and come back to beat him.

Yun Lang touched the past, stood still on the spot for a while, and calmed down the ache in his chest.

To this day, he has actually not been able to figure out how it would be unseemly to snatch a piece of jade pendant.

It's just that after that, no matter how much the two of them quarreled, Yun Lang's memory grew, and he didn't touch Xiao Shuo's precious jade pendant again.

Later, the two of them got older, and Xiao Shuo no longer wore the jade pendant with him.Yun Lang was really curious, and tried to find a chance to ask several times, but couldn't figure it out.

Afterwards, Xiao Shuo was probably annoyed by the questions.Before Yunlang led the troops to the northern border, Xiao Shuo inexplicably dragged him up from the couch in the middle of the night, stuffed a gold silk armor into his bosom, and said that when he came back after winning the battle, he would tell him the whereabouts of the jade pendant.

The two of them also vowed that the next time there is a battle, General Yun will find a carriage to pull Prince Xiao Xiao over there, so as to witness the killing on the battlefield.

Yun Lang also teased that if Xiao Shuo went, he would definitely take the Dawan horse-drawn carriage and give Xiao Xiaowang the limelight...

It was cool outside, Yun Lang coughed twice, lowered his head and smiled, and tightened his cloak.

That battle with Rong Di was premeditated and extremely dangerous.Yunlang led the Shuofang army without giving up an inch of ground, and beat the invading enemy head-on, and indeed won with dignity.

General Yun Hui was ordered to return to Beijing to receive his meritorious service, so he hurried back to the court before Prince Xiao's birthday.

The class teacher returned to the court and walked all the way for more than a month.

Just arrived outside Bianliang City, before setting up camp, I heard about the case of King Duan's treason.

……

Yun Lang exhaled softly, looked up with his mind settled, only to see the little drug boy still holding the medical book, and frowned at him.

"Why don't you leave?"

Yun Lang calmed down, a little curious: "But you still need to find me?"

"You didn't finish talking just now." Little Yaotong said, "You can't use apricot blossoms, and you can't eat almonds, what should I do?"

Yun Lang laughed: "Didn't you say that you want to give me an apricot fruit?"

"What can one do?" Little Yaotong muttered, "Master doesn't know how to plant trees at all, the fruit is sour and astringent, it's so unpalatable..."

"The fruit is sour, just right for making wine."

Yun Lang said: "It's an appointment. When the time comes, you can give me an apricot fruit. I'll go back and make wine."

The little drug boy was suspicious: "Can you make wine?"

"There is a specialization in art, I just lie down and count the money." Yun Lang patted him on the head, "Go back, I'm going to see the wine maker."

The little drug boy had never drank alcohol before, half on guard and half looking forward to it, he gave him a bottle of heart-protecting elixir, mumbled that he could make wine with sour apricot fruit and left.

Yun Lang looked at the bottle of heart-protecting pill, lowered his head and smiled, poured out one and threw it into his mouth, chewing it slowly as fried beans.

Without further delay, he calmed down and entered the quiet room in the forest.