The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Brother Heng didn't tell the emperor that he was going to inoculate him with cowpox. He just said that it was a folk vaccination method. He had the pox like this back then. He was still young and in poor health, but he didn't suffer from it after the vaccination. accident.

The emperor looked at Brother Heng, very hesitant.

Brother Heng knelt beside him and reminded softly, "If you want to worry about this kind of thing for the rest of your life, it's better to solve it once, Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The emperor's eyes were dark, probably in deep thought, and after a while, he asked, "Then do you know how to vaccinate?"

Brother Heng nodded, "It's not a difficult thing. Before I came, my father gave me the pox and asked me to bring it in."

The emperor now has some confidence in his mind. Brother Heng usually has ideas, but after all, he is still three years younger than himself. It takes a certain amount of courage to make the emperor believe what he said. Now that this matter is Ji Shilang Arranged, then they should have thought it through and believed in Brother Heng.

The emperor nodded and said, "Then you can vaccinate me."

Brother Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Then I need spirits, a candle, a knife, an iron chisel, and clean gauze to bandage the wound."

Now that the emperor had made up his mind, he stopped hesitating and said, "I asked Liu Sheng'er to prepare."

Brother Heng said, "Why don't I vaccinate a servant first, and your majesty can see the result before vaccinating."

At this time, the emperor showed great determination, "No need, Junqing, I believe in you."

Brother Heng smiled at him and said, "Thank you, my Majesty, for your trust, and I will definitely live up to your trust and entrustment."

The emperor called Liu Sheng'er to come in, and Brother Heng asked him to prepare utensils for vaccination, because what Brother Heng wanted were very common things, and Liu Sheng'er found them quickly.

Brother Heng asked him to guard outside the house again, and don't allow anyone to come in. Liu Sheng'er didn't know what the emperor and Brother Heng were going to do, but as a well-behaved slave, he didn't ask much, and told them in a proper manner. Back off.

The bed curtains had been pulled up, the candles and candlesticks lit by Liu Sheng'er were placed on the stool next to the canopy bed, and Brother Heng arranged other things on the stool.

With a solemn face, Brother Heng wiped the knife and the iron chisel with spirits, and then roasted them on the fire until the knife and the iron chisel were roasted red and disinfected from top to bottom, then put them aside .

The emperor stared at Brother Heng's movements, and he was still a little uncertain before, but now he has completely settled down.

Brother Heng has this kind of magical power, which makes people believe in him, and when they see him, they can calm down in their hearts.

Brother Heng walked up to the emperor, and said softly, "Your Majesty, please ask this humble minister to roll up your sleeves for you."

The little emperor extended his arm to Brother Heng. In summer, when he wore few clothes, Brother Heng did not let the emperor take off his coat, but rolled up the sleeves for him, and asked him to hold and fix it by himself.

He took out the small porcelain bottle containing the vaccinia seeds from the pouch around his neck, and the porcelain bottle was tightly covered with a wooden stopper.

He gave the little emperor a look at the bottle and said, "Your Majesty, the pox is in it. This pox is very, very weak. After it is connected, it will not cause people to get acne, but it can be used from now on." Fights acne."

The emperor nodded to show that he understood.

Brother Heng sat on the couch, put down the porcelain vase, took a knife and baked it again, and when the knife cooled down, he took the knife and cut the emperor's arm. He didn't remind the emperor, just cut it lightly Suddenly, a small gash appeared on the emperor's arm.

Brother Heng has also learned how to use a sword for several months, and he is quite good at using a knife.

The emperor looked at the wound on his arm, frowned and said nothing.

Brother Heng didn't say a word, put down the knife, roasted the iron chisel on the fire again, opened the lid on the porcelain bottle, baked the lid and the mouth of the porcelain bottle for a long time, and then used the iron chisel that had cooled down to remove the iron from the porcelain bottle. A little bit of vaccinia seed came out, and after covering the porcelain bottle, the little bit of vaccinia seed on the iron drill was spotted on the emperor's wound.

Only then did he burn the iron drill again, put down his things, and took gauze to bandage the emperor's wound.

Brother Heng did a series of movements very steadily, without even a single hand tremor, so that the emperor was fascinated by his movements. He didn't react until Brother Heng bandaged his wound and put down his sleeves. Ask, "Is this all right?"

Brother Heng said while packing his things, "Yes, Your Majesty. But maybe you will feel a little uncomfortable these two days, but you will be fine soon."

The emperor nodded, seeing that Brother Heng was going to put everything away, he said, "Junqing, you can also inoculate Liu Sheng'er with this pox."

Brother Heng was stunned for a moment before he answered, and the emperor called Liu Sheng'er in.

Liu Sheng'er didn't know what to do, and asked, "Your Majesty, what orders do you have?"

The emperor said, "Ji Qing wants to cut your arm, please sit down."

Liu Sheng'er was shocked, but he glanced at Brother Heng, but didn't ask, and sat down obediently. Brother Heng asked him to roll his sleeves over his shoulders, and he quickly did as well.

So Brother Heng repeated the process of vaccinating the emperor again.

Liu Sheng'er was bandaged by Brother Heng. With his cleverness, his doubts in his heart were a little cleared up, but he didn't say anything, and followed Brother Heng's instructions to clean up the knives, irons, and other things. gone.

Only the emperor and Brother Heng were left in the bedroom again. Brother Heng asked the emperor, "Your Majesty, do you want to sleep for a while? I'll stay with you here. You can sleep."

The emperor leaned on the head of the bed and shook his head, "I've been sleeping for the past few days, and I won't be able to fall asleep early, or you can find a book, let's read together."

Brother Heng smiled and asked, "What book do you want to read, Your Majesty?"

The emperor said without thinking, "It should be a good story."

Hearing what he said, Brother Heng found it funny in his heart. He always thought that the emperor was old-fashioned, but in fact he was still a child. Compared with reading those emperors' strategies of governing the country and the ways of Confucius and Mencius, he still prefers reading storybooks, so he said, "Then This humble minister will tell you a story, Your Majesty."

The emperor was idly leaning against the mica screen at the head of the bed, but now he sat upright and said with a smile, "This is exactly what I want, you can tell me what you want to hear, you have to tell what I like to hear, if I don't like it Listen, I will punish you." When he said this, he probably thought that Brother Heng had always been rigid and old-fashioned, so he should stop telling the same set of stories about governing the country that the Taifu told in class.

Brother Heng naturally understood what the emperor was thinking. He thought it was funny in his heart, but his face was very calm, and said, "I don't know what kind of stories the emperor likes to hear. If I tell you, whether you like it or not, If you say something you don't like to hear, you can punish me."

The emperor pretended to be angry and said, "Junqing, I didn't expect you to say this. Is that the kind of person I am?"

Brother Heng sat upright, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles. Although he was still young, he also had a sense of flirtatiousness, and said, "I trust the emperor very much, but I can't stop the emperor from wanting to tease my ministers." , then the emperor will first tell you how you will be punished then."

The emperor supported his head and thought for a while, "Let me pinch your nose."

"?" Brother Heng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What kind of punishment is this, besides, your majesty, you pinched the nose of this humble minister, it's too disrespectful."

The emperor smiled very interestedly and said, "Now there are only you and I here. We are not monarchs and ministers, but friends. Otherwise, you and I will each write a word on the paper, and then we will each think of a story based on it." If you speak out, whoever speaks poorly will get his nose twisted, how about that?"

Brother Heng didn't expect that the always dignified emperor was still very childlike, "It's not bad. It's just that the emperor should not be foolish for a while."

The emperor said, "I keep my word, how can I be so sloppy, you are the one, you don't have to be so sloppy." So Brother Heng went to the study outside to polish the ink, took it into the bedroom together with the pen and paper, and put it on the table inside In the morning, the two each wrote a word on a piece of paper. The emperor sat on the bed and combed the messy hair on his head, and showed the paper in his hand to brother Heng.

"temple".

Brother Heng didn't expect the emperor to write this word, and showed him his own paper, and he turned out to be a "scholar".

The emperor said dissatisfiedly, "Look at you, writing a word is so old-fashioned and boring."

Brother Heng originally wanted to use this word to talk about the next year's autumn, but he didn't expect to be called old-fashioned by the emperor, so he had to say, "This word is not old-fashioned. If you want to say it, many things will happen to scholars. Woolen cloth."

The emperor said, "Then tell this story first."

Brother Heng was sitting on a chair, but the emperor beckoned him to sit on the edge of the bed, and said, "You sit here, I can hear you better."

Brother Heng had no choice but to sit down. He came into the palace today, because he came in in a hurry, and he didn't change his clothes. The middle coat was faintly exposed, and the hibiscus blooming in summer was secretly embroidered with silver thread on the dark coat.Mrs. Xu has always been very concerned about dressing up Brother Heng. At home, Brother Heng dresses more beautifully than when he entered the palace. Brother Heng is dressed like this today. The emperor was not in the mood to pay attention to his clothes because he was preoccupied with smallpox. It's getting better, and after noticing it, I feel that Brother Heng is indeed very beautiful, and the clothes he wears make him even more beautiful.

Although Brother Heng was dressed cutely, his expression was very calm. He pondered for a while, then looked at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, let me tell you something that happened in the south of the Yangtze River."

The emperor nodded, "I like Jiangnan very much, it is the richest and most prosperous place in Dayong."

Brother Heng smiled at him and started telling stories.

There was a scholar named Jia Ni, whose name was Zikong. He was born smart since he was a child, and he was selected as a scholar when he was a teenager. It is considered a decent family.

His mother, Mrs. Liu, likes to go to the temple on Wangxiang Mountain to burn incense and pray for the health of the family, and also wants her son to be successful in the exam.The Liu family often lives in the Zhuangzi next to the temple. Jia Ni is a filial son, so he often goes to the Zhuangzi to visit his mother, and often lives in the temple to nourish his heart.

The mountain behind this temple has a beautiful scenery, and there is a wooden house in the bamboo forest. Here, Jia Ni met a handsome scholar named Wu Zixu. The two had the same ambition, and they got along very well.

Jia Ni was in contact with Wu Zixu every day, and he didn't want to care about other things. This caught Liu Shi's attention. When he asked who Jia Ni was dating, Jia Ni told about Wu Zixu, and Liu Shi went to ask. The abbot in the temple, but the abbot said that there are no wooden houses in the back mountain, and the bamboo forest is not big.

Mrs. Liu was surprised, so she asked the young man to look at it. The young man came back and said that there was indeed only a small bamboo forest in the back mountain, and there was a cliff behind the bamboo forest. I know who drew a picture, which shows a bamboo forest, next to the bamboo forest, there is a wooden house, next to the wooden house, there are gazebos and small ponds.

On this day, Mrs. Liu saw that her son was back, and told him not to see Wu Zixu again, but Jia Ni lost his mind when he didn't see Wu Zixu. Mrs. Liu was also curious about this Wu Zixu, and when she found out that her son had disappeared, she led people to the back mountain, and saw that Jia Ni didn't go into the back mountain, but walked straight into the place on the wall with a lantern in hand. Liu Shi was so frightened that she went into the painting. She ran up to look at it, and saw Jia Ni carrying a lamp, walking from the path in the painting to the wooden house. After entering the wooden house, the painting stopped moving.

Mrs. Liu thought it was a monster, so she quickly asked the abbot to catch the monster.

After the abbot came to see it, he said that the painting was painted by Jia Ni a few years ago. Before the painting, he did rituals to exorcise demons but there was no result, and Jia Ni never came out again. The Jia family was very sad because of the loss of their beloved son. , But there was no way, they thought that Jia Ni might still be able to get out of the painting, they never dared to move the wall, and built a big house outside the wall to protect the wall inside.

After Brother Heng finished speaking, he saw that the little emperor was fascinated by it. After he finished speaking, he was still in a daze, and asked Brother Heng, "What's next?"

Brother Heng said, "I don't know what happened next. This is what happened not long ago."

The little emperor was stunned and lost, "Then he hasn't come out yet?"

Brother Heng nodded, "When Weichen came to Beijing from Yangzhou, I haven't heard that he came out of that painting."

The little emperor said, "You told this story well. I said before that the words you gave were too rigid. I really wronged you."

Brother Heng said with a smile, "Then let this minister hear your story, Your Majesty."

The emperor said, "I live in this deep palace, where there are such anecdotes about you among the people, I admit defeat."

Brother Heng said, "How can the emperor admit defeat?"

The emperor smiled and said, "Why can't I admit defeat? I said it. Now we are not monarchs and ministers, but friends. If we are friends, we can admit defeat."

Brother Heng stretched out his hand and said, "Then I'll pinch your nose."

The emperor said, "One word from a gentleman is hard to follow. I let you screw it up."

Brother Heng smiled and wanted to pinch the emperor, but before touching his face, he took his hand back and said, "No need, I don't pinch, if people find out, I'm committing the following crime."

The emperor grabbed his hand dissatisfied, "This is because you don't mean what you say."

Brother Heng said, "Your Majesty, you are so strange that you are begging me to screw you up."

The emperor said, "Then it's fine if you don't screw it, I'll screw you."

As he said, he had already made a move, and twisted Brother Heng's nose at once. Brother Heng quickly hid, but sat on the edge of the bed, and was soon caught by the emperor, who wanted to pinch Brother Heng's face again. Pinching a child's tender face is very satisfying, and the emperor has become addicted to it.

The two hid on the bed while the other stretched out their paws, making a fuss.

After all, Brother Heng is three years younger than the emperor. Where is his opponent? In the end, he had to be pressed on the bed. The emperor's hair fell down and fell on Brother Heng's face. It was slippery and cool, and Brother Heng He quickly closed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, you have neither the majesty nor the demeanor of a gentleman. Get up quickly."

The emperor looked at Brother Heng, whose cheeks were flushed and his eyelashes were tightly closed, and he felt strange in his heart, as if a paw was scratching his chest, the tip of his heart, and even his lower abdomen. He felt inexplicable excitement, impatience, and a feeling of being at a loss rose in his heart. With the blood flowing through his body, this feeling of being at a loss also flowed through his body. Er let go, and quickly sat aside, and no longer looked at Brother Heng, but looked at the window.

Brother Heng sat up, his hair was all messed up by the emperor, so he had no choice but to take off the hair crown on his head, and said, "Your Majesty, I think you should also tie your hair up."

The emperor's cheeks were flushed, "Anyway, no one else is here, so that's all."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a voice from outside asking for instructions, "Your Majesty, the servant has returned."

Brother Heng remembered this voice.