The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Hearing this, Yin Hongli's complexion gradually softened, and his tone was warmer than before.

"This hall has always been very optimistic about you, I hope you will not let this hall down."

For a person who is so self-confident that he can be called arrogant, there will never be any good results if he confronts him, so Wen Jue did not refute his words, but just said something specious: "It is an honor to be appreciated by Your Highness." .”

But his words were already a signal of goodwill in Yin Hongli's eyes. Yin Hongli showed a satisfied look on his face, and then he raised his hand and patted Wen Jue on the shoulder, and said again, "I heard that Juxian will hold a hundred flowers today. The poetry meeting, I want to go to have a look at it, General Wen will go with me, how about it?"

Although it was an inquiry sentence, the tone sounded more like announcing a decision.

From the corner of Wen Jue's eyes, he glanced at the people who were looking at them all around, and it was a bit dizzy.

——He just finished that sentence here, if he immediately rejects the other party's request now, what the eldest prince thinks in his heart is second to none, the key is to do something according to this person's unpredictable personality, he really can't deal with it , but if he blatantly followed the eldest prince to Juxian Tower this time, then in the eyes of everyone, it was him, Wen Chongzhou, who joined the eldest prince's party.

In this way, even if Wen Jue is not the eldest prince's person, he will become a thorn in the side of other forces, so in the end, only Yin Hongli is left with one choice.

I have to say that this kind of brain is a bit smart, coupled with people with hooligan attributes, it is really difficult to deal with.

Wen Jue thought about it, but he couldn't think of any way to have both. His depressed mood caused his chest to feel a little tight. At the same time, he suddenly felt blessed, and the next second, Wen Jue covered his chest and staggered two steps, hitting the ground. On the red painted pillar behind him.

Yin Hongli: "..."

After a brief period of confusion, Yin Hongli frowned, looking at the crumbling man across the way, and at the same time, there was a suspicious look in his eyes.

He was also hesitating whether Wen Jue was pretending, but the other party's expression and state looked really painful, and it didn't look like it was faking at all, so after hesitating for a while, he asked someone to call the imperial physician.

It was no secret that Wen Jue had a heart disease after Shen Jimei diagnosed him. At that time, many people used this as an excuse to let Emperor Shang Wen cut off Wen Jue's military power, and even abolished his military power. military rank.

——After all, heart disease is a disease that is difficult to cure in modern times with advanced medical care. In ancient times, it was a terminal disease that could kill you anytime and anywhere. The wind can't blow, the sun can't shine, and the rare and delicate flowers raised from bird's nest and ginseng every day will cause panting if you walk a few more steps. You let him lead soldiers to fight?

What a joke!

But it was such a person, but Emperor Shangwen still tried his best to keep his position, and let the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital try their best to treat him.

Having said that, Shen Jimei was still the leader of the imperial physician who saw Wen Jue this time.

"Everyone is gone, there is no need to sleep anymore." Shen Jimei said after everyone in the side hall had left.

Wen Jue also thought about whether he could see that he was pretending, but he didn't expect him to say it so bluntly. After a pause, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Master Shen has good eyesight."

Shen Jimei looked at Wen Jue's calm and calm eyes, and said, "General Wen is not afraid, will the officer inform His Highness about this?"

Wen Jue: "You won't."

"Oh?" Shen Jimei said, "So sure about the general's fate?"

Wen Jue said: "If Mr. Shen has this intention, he wouldn't wait until now, would he?"

Shen Jimei was stunned when he heard the words, but then he also laughed. After a while, he seemed to have no intention of saying: "The eldest prince seems to be a good choice."

"So what?" Wen Jue knew that he was talking about himself, but this kind of topic didn't mean much to him, because he had no choice at all.

Shen Jimei was relieved for no reason when he heard his calm tone, and before she could say anything more, Wen Jue took the lead and said: "Mr. Just open your mouth, my lord."

Facing those peaceful and transparent eyes, Shen Jimei instantly felt that he was being seen through, which made his spine feel a chill.

Although the face in front of him was covered with a mask, his immaturity could be seen only from the exposed lips and chin, and the not-so-deep facial contours, but it was just such a person, a teenage boy , but has such a pair of eyes.

A pair of eyes that can easily see through others, but cannot allow others to pry into them.

"Master Shen?"

A low and hoarse question interrupted Shen Jimei's thoughts, he recovered from his stupefaction, and his expression showed a bit of panic: "Ah, the lower official has lost his composure!"

Wen Jue asked: "What is Mr. Shen thinking, so engrossed in thinking?"

Shen Jimei paused, and said: "I would venture to ask, is the Qijue powder prepared for the general before available for the general?"

"Naturally." Wen Jue knew that he was changing the subject, but he didn't reveal it. After pondering for a long while, he replied "cooperatively".

Qijue Powder is a wound medicine carefully prepared by Shen Jimei to treat Wen Jue's throat, but Wen Jue's injury has been cured by the system a long time ago, so he naturally won't be able to use it anymore. Not to mention his current ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense, it has risen by more than one point or two.

——This calm and slightly lonely tone really made Shen send Mei a letter, and the other party's brows gradually frowned. Since I said that I want to heal the general's throat and lung injuries, I will definitely do my best."

Wen Jue saw that his complexion was heavy with shame, and then he became firm again after being ashamed. He suddenly felt a little sorry, so he waved his hands and said in a very relaxed tone: "It's just that his throat was burned, and he was useless in communication. This general doesn't care about any obstacles, and Mr. Shen doesn't have to worry about it either."

Shen Jimei didn't care about what he said, stood there for a while, and then said that she wanted to check Wen Jue's burns.

Wen Jue calmly took off his mask and showed him, Shen Jimei, a great doctor who had seen countless people, his emotions became more and more complicated.

——It’s not that I haven’t come into contact with patients who have experienced fires before. Which one is not painful and desperate, as if the sky is falling. The pain is not only physical, but also mental torture.

There are few people who can accept such a hideous and irremovable mark on a person suddenly, let alone the high-spirited person in front of him, who is at a young age...

From then on, he could only walk in the world in such a secretive manner.

Really, what a pity!

Wen Jue was no stranger to the way Shen Jimei looked at him. He casually talked about irrelevant topics and chatted with Shen Jimei. After the hasty end, he excused himself to take a rest because he was tired. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep. past.

Shen Jimei has been studying medical science since she started to read characters. It is hard to tell whether a person is awake or pretending to be asleep. Wen Jue has indeed fallen asleep like that. I think he is really tired, so he didn't bother again, and lightly He left lightly.

The next day, Wen Jue set off to the northwest area to investigate disaster relief matters. The traveling team was not high-profile, a small team of guards, and an unpretentious carriage. They went directly from the entrance of Wen's house to the direction of the city gate.

As soon as he went out, several people quickly chased after him and rushed to the front of Wen Jue's carriage.

The coachman's face changed, and he quickly reined in the reins so as not to hit it, but it also caused a tremor in the car body, and the horse neighed upwards.

Unprepared, Wen Jue was almost thrown off his seat, he stabilized his body and lifted the curtain to look, but saw a young man sitting on a bay red horse, wearing a luxurious brocade robe with gold background and silver thread with peony pattern, phoenix eyes and red lips, The skin is as white as snow, and the jet-black hair is tied into a slightly loose bun on the top of the head. It is lazy and unruly, but it is full of seductiveness. It looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, but it can already see the appearance of a city in the future.

Wen Jue had seen many men and women with outstanding looks in his previous life, but when he saw Yin Hongyu for the first time, he was still amazed. This seventh prince was several times more handsome than the one described in the book.

When the accompanying guards approached him, Wen Jue raised his hand in time to stop their movements, and then asked Xiang Zheng, who was looking at him playfully, "I don't know what the Seventh Highness is here for?"

The guards didn't understand at first, but when they heard the sword in their hands, they immediately took it back, and then knelt down to salute the young man: "Kowtow to His Highness the Seventh Highness."

That's right, this young man is the Seventh Prince of the Great Shang Kingdom, Yin Hongyu.

Yin Hongyu didn't even look at these guards, and didn't ask them to get up, but said to Wen Jue in a contemptuous tone: "Father is worried that you can't do things well by yourself, so he sent this hall to assist you in the investigation."

If it were the original Wen Chongzhou, when he heard this, he would probably feel that the emperor didn’t trust him and sent someone to monitor him, which made him feel bad. It’s a pity that this person is not the suspicious Wen Chongzhou in the original, but an indifferent temperament, which can be called Buddhism, and has the warmth of God's perspective.

——Wen Jue, who has read the entire book, knows the character and position of the Ninth Prince very well, so how could he be affected by his few words.

"Really? Why didn't you hear His Majesty mention it?" Wen Jue said calmly.

"My hall doesn't know. When will my father make a decision, I need to ask you first?" Yin Hongyu narrowed his eyes, showing danger and disdain.

This remark was not only an excuse, but it was a bit embarrassing. Wen Jue knew that it would be difficult to get rid of this person, so he changed his mind and said, "Since it was the Holy Majesty's intention, your Highness will have to run around at the end of the day." .”

He accepted it so happily, but Yin Hongyu was a little caught off guard. He stopped for a while, and said with a straight face: "Then let's go!"

With his neck up and bossy, he looks like a proud golden peacock.