Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Sir! Sir!!"

Shen Ci panicked with fright, and was about to go into the water to save others, but Xiao Beicheng had already jumped down before him, and he yelled "Prince" again in a daze, thinking that his master and his colleagues were in danger, what should I do? .

"You stay on top and don't move! Take care of the group of children, and I will respond quickly after saving them."

After giving the order, Xiao Beicheng dived into the water.

But underwater was as invisible as on the shore, trying to find a fainted person was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and he also searched for a long time at the place where Junzi's swim sank before finding that person.

In the final analysis, it was not Xiao Beicheng who saved Junziyou, but Junziyou who saved himself.Fortunately, before he completely lost consciousness, he still had a sliver of reason. At the last moment, he reached out and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, giving him a chance to save himself.

Xiao Beicheng took Junziyou's hand, pulled him into his arms, floated up to the surface of the water and grabbed the rope thrown by Shen Ci, and sent Junziyou up after touching the shore.

Seeing that it was his husband who saved him, Li Xiaosan, the child who fell into the water, thought he was gone just like that, and cried out in fright.

"Sir...don't die sir, I'm sorry sir..."

Xiao Beicheng couldn't care less about others, after being dragged ashore by Shen Ci, he hurriedly pressed Junziyou's chest, and poured out the water accumulated in his belly, lest the water flow back into his nasal cavity and drown him on the shore.

"My lord! Your hand..."

A few days after the splint was removed, Xiao Beicheng's left wrist was still struggling, and it was broken again in the confusion of saving people just now, it was already swollen for a long time and he couldn't feel it.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, send him out!"

After all, he was injured and couldn't do it himself, so Shenci had to run all the way back to Longshen Village with the unconscious Junziyou on his back, and sent someone to invite a doctor to come to see the doctor.

Xiao Beicheng was outside wrapped in a blanket and waited for the news. If Shen Ci didn't take the initiative to bandage him, even he might have forgotten his injury.

The rescued children were sent home by the people of the palace. Li Xiaosan was also terrified. He told his mother what happened when he returned home. After hearing this, the latter hurriedly brought back the dead children with luck. Go to the gentleman's house and kowtow.

However, at this time, Jun Ziyou had been in a coma for several hours, and his life and death were unknown.

Xiao Beicheng was very disturbed to hear the crying of the mother and daughter, and ordered someone to take them down to resettle them, but he refused to leave even half a step to change into dry clothes, so he stood guard in front of the door, listening to the movement inside, and sighed .

Shen Ci persuaded: "My lord, it is understandable that you are worried about Mr., but if you are also sick, who should take care of Mr. He is so weak, if he is worried about you, he may not be able to recover from his illness, so my lord Take care of yourself first, drink a bowl of warming soup."

Knowing that what he said was right, he had to thoroughly investigate today's affairs while staying in Gusu, and Junziyou couldn't just walk in front of the gate of hell for nothing. Xiao Beicheng listened to the persuasion, took a bath, changed his clothes, and roasted for a while in front of the brazier , the body will be warm.

After all, he is a mature man with a strong body, even if he is frozen once in the winter, it will not be a serious problem. At most, he will suffer from some wind-cold and headache for a few days.

But he hadn't felt comfortable for a long time, when the news spread from Junziyou, the doctor looked helpless and stomped his feet anxiously.

"Reporting to the lord, to be honest, Mr.'s illness..."

Holding a bowl of hot soup and losing his appetite, Xiao Beicheng asked what was going on, but unexpectedly the doctor said: "My lord, sir's illness is very serious, the fall into the water made his body temperature go away, but his asthma is not implicated. I'm afraid it's also..."

"Don't hesitate, just speak up!"

"If you can't warm him up, I'm afraid...I'm afraid he won't survive tonight."

Xiao Beicheng accidentally knocked down the bowl in his hand, and dropped the porcelain pieces all over the floor.

His heart then hung up, like this pottery, shattered.

Xiao Beicheng rushed to Junziyou's gate, and the man was lying on the bed shivering with cold, unconscious and babbling nonsense.

Seeing him like this, how could one not feel distressed, Xiao Beicheng moved closer to touch him, sure enough, not only his hands, but also his body became cold.

"What can I do...Can I move him into the tub and soak in warm soup to keep him warm?"

"It's possible, but this is only a temporary solution to relieve the urgent need. It may not be possible to rely on this to restore him."

"Try first if you can relieve it, Shen Ci, hurry up and get ready."

Xiao Beicheng rolled up his sleeves, and personally served Junziyou and drank some chicken soup. He couldn't pry his teeth open, so he fed him little by little.

The man's body was so cold that he was shaking like a convulsion, and would often spill the soup in his hand with a jerk, Xiao Beicheng was not annoyed, he simply put down the bowl and hugged his trembling body, caressing him The head said softly: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen, trust me."

"Father...Father, don't go, I'm afraid..."

Junziyou was talking nonsense, as if he was caught in a nightmare, and he started to cry while talking.

"Father... take me away together, it hurts me so much... you take me away..."

Xiao Beicheng was stunned when he heard the words, and covered his mouth, not allowing him to say those unlucky words.

Later, he and Shen Ci soaked Jun Ziyou's body in the warm soup with ginger slices, rubbed the man's frozen hands and feet repeatedly to drain the blood, and placed him in the warm pavilion according to the doctor's instructions. There are several heaters stuffed under the quilt.

Although Junziyou's shivering has eased, the doctor still said his condition is not optimistic.

"My lord, it's still the same sentence, only after tonight can my husband live."

How can I survive this night? Relying on a charcoal brazier is far from enough.

Xiao Beicheng took Junziyou's hand, heaved a long sigh, ordered Shen Ci and the doctor to leave in a hoarse voice, and after everyone closed the door, he untied his belt.

He took off his coat, got under the quilt and hugged Jun Ziyou, the man's body was really cold, it felt biting to the bone when he put it on.

He stroked Jun Ziyou's forehead, and wiped away the teardrops hanging from the corners of the man's eyes in the nightmare.

"You have to persevere, and you can survive tonight. This king is still waiting for you to become an official in the court and become an aide of Prince Jin's mansion. Don't die here for nothing."

How tormented this night is, only the prince himself knows.

He was worried about Jun Ziyou's illness, even if he was out of breath for a long time, he had to stare at him for a long time, making sure that it was just a lack of breathing and nothing serious, so he dared to close his eyes and take a nap.

It wasn't until dawn that Jun Ziyou finally gave birth, fell into a deep sleep and stopped talking nonsense, his body warmed up and even started to feel hot, Xiao Beicheng got up and dressed, and ordered someone to call the doctor.

"Congratulations, my lord. You have survived the most difficult time. You will be seriously ill for a few days, but your life is no longer in serious danger."

"It should be gone. If there is something wrong with him, I will only ask you."

After finishing speaking, he ordered: "Shen Ci, when he gets better, send him back to Gusu City to recuperate, and find a few sensible maids to take care of him. Don't neglect. Also, inform the prefect of Gusu that Longshenshan The case must be thoroughly investigated, and the culprit who almost killed him must be found by digging three feet. If there is no result..."

"My lord, in fact, the prefect of Gusu came here as soon as he heard that you were in danger, and he is still waiting outside. I don't think he is allowed to continue kneeling in the cold weather. Please go to the next door to rest for a while."

"Rest? This king hasn't rested yet, and he still has the face to rest? Tell him to roll over!"

After a whole night of fear, Xiao Beicheng lost his sleepiness. Seeing the sleepy face of the prefect of Gusu, he couldn't help but get angry, but before he could say the curse words, he coughed a few times.

"My lord, you are suffering from the wind and cold, you should go to rest for a while, the case of Longshenshan will be dismissed, you can rest assured."

"Prefect of Gusu? What's your name?"

"Xing Jinbao, the next official, please greet the prince."

"Leaving it to you, I can't let it go. I want to investigate this case myself. Does Prefect Xing have any objections?"

Doubts were clearly written in his eyes, but Xing Jinbao still had to answer, "Of course I don't dare, but what is the prince's dissatisfaction with Gusu's handling of the case? If the servant doesn't take good care of him, please ask the prince to give some advice."

"It's said that officials and bandits are relatives, but you are an eye-opener for this king. Why did Dragon God Mountain collapse, you don't know?"

"This... the official really doesn't understand what the prince means."

Xiao Beicheng slapped the table violently, causing Xing Jinbao to kneel on the ground with a thud, trembling and daring not to talk back.

In fact, Xiao Beicheng didn't intend to scare the snake at this time. After all, Junziyou was still ill, and he had to rest in Gusu for a while.

And what he just said has already reminded Xing Jinbao to be careful, if this person is not stupid, he will give a satisfactory answer.

"Forget it, it's the misfortune that made me anxious. You should be cautious in serving your husband and handling the case. If you make any progress, report back immediately. Don't make mistakes, let alone conceal it. Listen carefully."

Xing Jinbao responded repeatedly, retreating timidly, and when the others left, Shen Ci rushed to Xiao Beicheng's side.

"My lord, don't you suspect that the Gusu officials are colluding with those local masters?"

"They are so arrogant that they sell antiquities on the street. Isn't that enough to prove their audacity?"

"That's right, but the lord mentioned Dragon God Mountain. What does the collapse of the mountain have to do with the officials? Could it be something that can be manipulated?"

"It's not intentional, but it's true that they did it. They rely on the mountain to make profits. This disaster happened suddenly, so they were naturally caught off guard."

Shen Ci scratched his head, "My lord, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"It's fine if you don't understand. Go and take care of your husband. When he wakes up and listens to your nagging, he will explain it to you. But before that..."

"Your Majesty, is there anything else you want to order?"

"Send people to the city of Gusu to collect the goods from the antique dealers, and then find a reliable person to see what age they are. If it is true as the old man in the village said, this tomb belongs to the Western Han Dynasty, I'm afraid... "

Having said that, Xiao Beicheng didn't continue.

In his hand, he held the finger wrench that Junzi Youtao got a few days ago, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Compared with Jun Ziyou, why does the mastermind behind it seem... to come for him?