Hard to be a good wife

When he was complacent about getting a shop owned by Wang Zizhao, he was told that there were many shops at home, what kind of mood was this?

He thought he was just a mid-level second-generation official, but he turned out to be a hidden rich second-generation.

This kind of understanding did not make him feel very happy, but felt that the pressure increased greatly. He was used to living a life where one person was full and never hungry, but suddenly found that he was carrying a Big Mac on his shoulders, and the sense of family and social responsibility came double.

"Master Hou appointed ten guards for you. They are all old people who are used to being around him. Although their health is not as good as before, they are experienced and experienced. It will be useful for you to bring them by your side."

Jiang is old and spicy, but Tang Yue is very worried that he will not be able to subdue such a talent, "Is it inconvenient for my father to use him?"

"You don't have to worry, Lord Hou is living a stable life in Yecheng now, there is no need to go out to fight, and he doesn't need so many people around him."

Tang Yue nodded, then walked into the yard, and walked over with the eyes of all the big men.

He was already [-] tall, but he was still thin, and he looked particularly weak in front of the guards in the courtyard.

It was rumored outside that Mr. Xiao Lang of the Marquis of Liyang is a miracle doctor alive, so no one was disrespectful at all, and he was as well-behaved as a little sheep, waiting to be selected.

Tang Yue is a bit awkward, he has the same sexual orientation and likes men, this kind of choice is like the ancient emperor choosing a concubine, a little excited and a little embarrassed.

"Cough... Everyone should know that if you are selected by me, you must only listen to my orders in the future. If anyone is unwilling to follow me, you can stand up first."

A middle-aged man came out from the crowd. He walked very slowly, his feet were slightly sloping, and there was a large burn scar on his face. Tang Yue thought he was going to leave, but unexpectedly he walked over and knelt down.

"Xiao Langjun, my name is bird, I thought I would spend my whole life lying on the bed. It was your magic medicine that made me stand up again. I am willing to go through fire and water for you. I know that my body is useless, but I can understand it. Most of the herbs, please accept the slave."

Tang Yue was a little surprised. He looked at the butler, and the other party explained something in his ear, and then he realized that he knew that some of the plasters he made were distributed to the injured servants in the family, and this bird was one of the beneficiaries.

"Have you studied medicine?" Tang Yue asked.

"When I was a child, I traveled all over the world with an old doctor to be a drug boy. After the old doctor passed away, I sold myself to the Marquis Mansion."

The housekeeper nodded, "Que used herbs to save Lord Hou's life at the border, and he is loyal."

With such an evaluation, Tang Yue no longer has any doubts. It is true that there are few people around him who can be his assistants.

If there is one, there are two. Everyone sees those who recommend themselves, and those who have ideas also stand up to promote themselves.

In fact, smart people know that this family will always be passed on to Tang Yue in the future, and following him will not be wrong.

When there are too many people, Tang Yue suffers from difficulty in choosing, so the housekeeper simply tells him each person's strengths, and he chooses the ones he can use.

After half a morning of busy work like this, Tang Yue finally selected the person. Looking at a group of big men huffing behind him, Tang Yue subconsciously straightened his back.

In ancient times, there were always many followers around the Great Confucianism, who guarded him without any interest relationship. Tang Yue could not be a Great Confucianist, but maybe he would have such a group of loyal followers in the future. To repay the favor.

In modern times, the doctor-patient relationship is a very direct commercial transaction. The patient pays, the doctor contributes, and the recovery of the disease has nothing to do with each other.

Here, some patients will set up a longevity card for the doctor who cured them, and they have a heart of sincere gratitude.

The indifference of the modern city has been weakened a lot here. Tang Yue discovered for the first time that he liked this age when technology was backward and human nature was simple.

On the second day, the Marquis of Liyang personally escorted his son to report. He met Duke Heng on the way.

Duke Heng praised Tang Yue again and again, obviously he liked Tang Yue to the core, Marquis Liyang had a good face, and he didn't hate his future son-in-law as before.

At any rate, it made him see a little light. These are all thanks to his son!

When they arrived at the assembly point, Tang Yue looked at the number of people, it was wrong, didn't they mean to send only a few hundred troops?Why do they look like thousands of them?

Tang Yue learned from Zhao Sanlang that the imperial court really only sent [-] troops, and the rest were guards from various families after the servants read out a long section of the edict.

Three hundred guards were dispatched from Guangzhen Duke's Mansion, and most of them followed Zhao Sanlang closely. When he moved, the people behind him followed suit. The scene was really beautiful!

In such a comparison, he is not conspicuous with fifty guards. Compared with the senior second generation, he is still very low-key.

However, when Tang Yue saw a gray carriage with the royal family emblem on it approaching, followed by two uniform rows of troops, he knew that their lineup was really nothing.

"Wang Zizhao also goes together?" Who will tell him why such a high standard is dispatched to suppress the bandits?Isn't it overkill?

Zhao Sanlang was well-informed and whispered: "Wang Zizhao reported to the king that he has been lying in the mansion for several months and wanted to go out to relax. It happens that he can serve as a military advisor with the army, and the king agreed."

In other words, their huge team actually accompanied the prince to go out for a tour of the mountains and rivers, and suppress bandits by the way.

Beautiful job, it really is a beautiful job!

Before setting off, Shan led the horse and came over, "Xiao Lang, this precious horse is very docile, go up and try it."

Tang Yue was dumbfounded, he didn't know how to ride a horse at all, "Can't you take a carriage?"

"This..." Shan was in a dilemma, how could anyone travel with the army and still take a carriage?The Ninth Prince was given special treatment because of a leg injury and could not ride a horse.

At this time, Wang Zizhao's carriage passed by them, and the curtain was lifted, revealing Wang Zizhao's handsome and unparalleled face, "Tang Xiaolang, get in the car, I have something to discuss with you."

Tang Yue's eyes lit up, and he bowed deeply: "Here." Then he quickly got into Wang Zizhao's carriage.

After getting into the carriage, Tang Yue waited for Wang Zizhao to ask questions, but he didn't know that the other party didn't make a sound for a long time, and he was fascinated by the book.

"Isn't there something to discuss?" Tang Yue couldn't help asking.

Wang Zizhao replied without raising his head: "It's nothing, I'm just worried that the only military doctor won't be able to reach Qinyang City."

So, this is specially to rescue him!Touched by Tang Yue, he took out a pack of shortbread from the bag he was carrying and handed it to him, "Then thank you for your help, try this biscuit, add some green onion and garlic, it's salty."

During those days in King Zhao's Mansion, Tang Yue had already fully understood his taste, avoiding sweetness and sourness, eating relatively light food, preferring vegetables, and all kinds of snacks.

Wang Zizhao tasted two pieces, and it was difficult to judge whether he was satisfied or not from his expression, but based on Tang Yue's understanding of him, he was probably satisfied if he could eat the second piece.

It's no wonder that people who are in politics have an exquisite heart. It's really hard to guess the boss's mind.

"How's your leg? It doesn't hurt at all, does it?"

"Well, Doctor Wu's golden acupuncture point is very good."

"That's right, why don't you take him with you? It's best to let him sort out your tendons every few days."

"Mrs. Wu in the palace is pregnant, and he can't get away."

Tang Yue was deeply impressed by the king's ability to create human beings. How can he not be satisfied with the princesses and princes of the royal family? It's a real loss that his family has a great career, otherwise how could he afford it?

Fearing that Wang Zizhao would have a pimple in his heart, Tang Yue skipped this topic and just asked, "I wonder if I can ask Doctor Wu about acupuncture and moxibustion?"

Because his medical skills are limited by the equipment, he can't do many operations. If he can learn some Chinese medicine and combine Chinese and Western medicine, he will be able to solve more problems.

Wang Zizhao asked without knowing why: "With Xiaolang's medical skills, Wu Taiyi is also willing to bow down, why should I ask him for advice?"

"Everyone has their own strengths. What I know is exactly what he doesn't know, and what he knows is exactly what I don't know. Only by learning from each other's strengths can we make progress together."

Wang Zizhao nodded, "In that case, when the bandits come back, I will make arrangements for you."

Tang Yue didn't expect him to agree immediately, and thanked him with a smile, then leaned towards him and said, "Then let me massage for you, there is no acupuncture, massage can be used instead."

Wang Zizhao did not object, and naturally straightened his legs, allowing Tang Yue to take off his shoes and roll up his trousers.

Tang Yue carefully touched his leg bones several times, "He is recovering very well, the edema has completely disappeared, and the bones have grown upright. Now you can live a normal life without any problem, just avoid strenuous exercise."

Wang Zizhao stared at his hands, which seemed to have magical powers, and every movement was pressed just right, with moderate strength, and very comfortable.

Tang Yue's hands have become white, tender and slender after two months of maintenance. The calluses have been completely removed, and the nails are well cut. They look more beautiful than the girl's fingers.