Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

When Xiao Beicheng returned to the capital, he entered the palace non-stop, in order to hand over the idiot official Xing Jinbao to the emperor. As a result, the corrupt officials were punished and sent to prison to be punished, while the incident of Junziyou being in danger was left alone. .

He ordered Shen Ci not to mention Mrs. Su's murder of him to Jun Ziyou, he spent a few days in a daze, finally regained consciousness, and became haggard a lot. He was only in his early twenties, and there were a few strands of silver on his forehead. It really hurts.

Dr. Jiang looked at his condition and said that he was fine, but he just needed to rest for a while. He fell into the water and was exposed to the wind and cold. It was indeed a walk before the gate of hell. rescued.

"What's Dr. Jiang's opinion on the matter of Caowu?"

"Grass aconitum does have the effect of anesthesia and pain relief. Asthma patients will die if they eat too much, but I have seen the cakes sent by guard Shen, and they have no peculiar smell. It can be seen that there are not many of them, and they are not enough to harm him. I'm afraid In the course of eating, sir, apart from Caowu, he has also been moved by his hands and feet."

"This king personally tested it with a silver needle, and found nothing unusual."

"This is also a part of my doubts that I can't solve. Please give me some more time to investigate carefully."

Not long after Doctor Jiang left, Prince Jin's Mansion ushered in a rare visitor.

Ye Lanchen brought Chi Min, the servant of the Ministry of Justice who liked to follow him to flatter him, to visit. He took a lot of gifts, but his heart was not necessarily pure.

"Hearing that the prince was in danger while going to Gusu, I am very worried. Seeing that the prince is fine, I am relieved."

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Xiao Beicheng naturally didn't want him to know about Junziyou's recent situation, so when he was considering how to answer, Shen Ci said a lot: "My prince's old injury has relapsed, and he has to take care of it for a while. The worst thing is that sir, in order to save people Falling into the water is not appreciated, almost killed..."

"Shen Temple!"

After being yelled at, Shen Ci realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, found an excuse and walked away in desperation.

Ye Lanchen and Junziyou had always been at odds. When that person was in danger, even if he didn't do it, he should have gloated about it. But at this moment, he reacted with relief, which made Xiao Beicheng suspicious.

"It turns out that my husband also encountered a disaster, and I didn't think carefully. It was the negligence of the lower officials. Please forgive me, my lord."

"Forget it, he caused trouble himself, so he can't blame others."

"What does the prince mean by this?"

"Showing his sharpness, attracting bees and attracting butterflies. If he didn't know how to restrain himself, how could he encounter unexpected disasters."

Inside and outside, they were criticizing Ye Lanchen for not doing his job well, showing his fox's tail, but he had the nerve to come to the door with a cheeky face.

Hearing his words, Ye Lanchen's face was gloomy, but he couldn't say anything, his status was in front of him, even if his teeth were knocked out, he would have to swallow it with blood, and he endured his dissatisfaction to be courteous.

Only after he got out of the house did he dare to beat Chi Min with his fists to discourage him, cursing uncleanly: "It's just a bastard of the Yue family, who dares to show off his power under the fence of others, and when he falls out of favor, he will be slapped by the emperor." After kicking it away, it’s still not a waste to be slaughtered!!”

He scolded so loudly that he disturbed Jun Ziyou in his sleep, dragged his sick body to get up and opened the window to look out, and saw Ye Lanchen yelling not far from Nongyu Xiaozhu, but he really relied on There are few people serving in Prince Jin's Mansion, and they don't have too many ears.

Hearing the movement, Ye Lanchen also turned his head, met Junziyou's eyes, and gritted his teeth, wanting to bite him to death fiercely.

The cold wind in Chang'an was so hard in winter that it made Jun Ziyou tremble, so he had to close the windows, but this became a provocation in Ye Lanchen's eyes.

"Dog! When you are at my feet, I will definitely make your life worse than death!!"

Chi Min persuaded: "Master, don't be angry, he is a tuberculosis ghost, Lord Hou said he won't live for a few days, why bother?"

Ye Lanchen's backhand was a slap in the face, which made Chi Min turn around in circles, "You are also worthy of mentioning Hou Ye? Besides, he is suffering from asthma. If it is really tuberculosis, how many people would dare to approach him?"

"Yes, yes, I am not worthy of being an official, but what I said is the truth..."

"Hmph... I want to see how long this dog's life can last!"

To say that Junziyou is also an upright person, he usually talks nonsense and worries that he will be gone one day, but if he really listens to others cursing him to die, he will be lively and annoying, wishing to block the entrance of the criminal department every day to let Ye Lan Chen was embarrassed.

Thanks to his stubbornness, he drank the medicine every day without missing a meal. After taking care of it for a while, his condition finally improved, but he was still not able to adapt to the winter in Chang'an, and he was always bored in the room and did not dare to take it. go out.

One day when it was snowing heavily, Xiao Beicheng saw him hiding by the window, opening a gap to look out from time to time, he was shivering from the cold before he could see enough, so he had to close the window resentfully, and after a while it was no longer cold, and then opened it again Take a look, go back and forth, don't feel tired.

"If you really want to see it, cover it tightly and go out to have a look. You will get sick easily like this, and you won't be afraid of stroke."

"No, I have to get better soon."

Looking at his expression, Xiao Beicheng knew that even though he didn't know the truth that Shen Ci heard in Su's mansion that day, he had a rift with Su Qinghe and dared not trust him anymore.

It was clear that he was returning to his familiar hometown, and after a few months of absence, the familiar person suddenly turned into a selfish and terrifying face, and it was natural for him to feel sad.

Feeling that sooner or later he would suffer from a heart attack, Xiao Beicheng took him out for a stroll when he had some free time.

It is the end of the year now, and New Year's Eve is approaching, and there are lights and festoons everywhere, which is full of joy.

Seeing such a prosperous and prosperous scene, Junziyou finally relaxed his brows, and bent over to pinch the soft snow like a child. He was always afraid of the cold, even ignoring the biting cold of the ice and snow, and squeezed a piece of snow. The rabbit is held in the palm of his hand, and he can't put it down.

"You grew up in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It is natural to be curious if you have never seen snow. Now that you have come out, don't go back empty-handed. Let's taste the New Year in the capital."

So Junziyou hadn't finished eating the candied haws, and the rice cake that had just been made was stuffed into his hand, and after he tasted it, he was fed warm ice candied pears.

Xiao Beicheng didn't know how to avoid suspicion, and fed him with a bowl on the street, and the girls passing by all blushed and ran away.

Jun Ziyou was a little embarrassed, "My lord, this is not good..."

"What's wrong? I heard that you coughed badly when you were panting. This pear is an excellent tonic. Isn't it more comfortable than drinking medicine?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the people around looked at the two became more ambiguous, and even Shen Ci said, "My lord, you really seem to be taking the princess to play around after you are newly married."

"What are you talking about? If you have nothing to do, you go outside the city to collect a few catties of loquats every day, and they are getting smaller and smaller."

With his careful care, how dare Jun Ziyou not get better soon, and he took care of him for a few more days, and by the time of New Year's Eve, he had already recovered from his illness.

However, this Prince Jin's mansion is completely different from the celebrations in the whole city. During the holidays, Xiao Beicheng allows the servants to return home to visit their relatives. Only him, Jun Ziyou, Shen Ci and Liu Guanjia are left in the huge mansion. The four of them, compared to the celebration outside with firecrackers all over the city, were almost deserted.

Shen Ci said: "Our family always celebrates the New Year like this. During the winter solstice, didn't we just send you a plate of dumplings stuffed with cabbage. After the eldest princess passed away, the prince didn't celebrate any new year. The most lively New Year's Eve is to lock yourself in the study, and only homeless people like Steward Liu and I will stay with him. Now it's all right, with Mr. here, New Year's Eve can be more lively."

I don't know if it was as he said, the arrival of Junziyou added a little joy to Prince Jin's mansion, Xiao Beicheng uncharacteristically asked Butler Liu to prepare a table of good wine and food, and made an exception to allow them to eat at the same table.

"The people staying in the palace today are all my family members, so there is no need to be restrained. The annual festival can be regarded as a reunion."

The more he said that there is no need to be restrained, the more nervous Jun Ziyou felt, and he didn't dare to move his chopsticks. He wanted to drink a few sips of wine to calm down the shock, but he didn't expect the wine in the palace to be so strong, and he only took a small cup. He couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and kept sticking to Xiao Beicheng's body with a smirk.

"My lord, you said that you invited me from Gusu to the capital because of my talent, but I think you clearly want to avenge your own personal revenge, and you hate me for writing that broken book, and you want me to suffer under your hands .”

Butler Liu's expression darkened upon hearing his words, and he persuaded him: "My lord, sir, you drink too much and talk drunk, don't take it to your heart."

Xiao Beicheng sipped his wine and said nothing, but Junziyou changed his words.

"But you are very kind to me. I rescued me when I was in danger. It can be seen that you care about me, so I want to apologize to you for misunderstanding you before."

As he said that, he nodded towards the person in a serious manner, but he staggered and couldn't sit still, and bumped into Xiao Beicheng's arms, making the latter embarrassing.

Helped, as if he took advantage of others, that's not the case.

But don't help him, just let him fall to the ground alone to catch the cold, and he will be too sick to get out of bed tomorrow morning, this year's festival will be interesting.

After thinking about it again and again, Xiao Beicheng politely declined Steward Liu's offer, and dragged Jun Ziyou, who was drunk like a dead dog, back to Nongyu Xiaozhu.

Don't ask why it's procrastinating, if you want him to hug a drunk man who smells like alcohol, he will be kind enough if he doesn't throw the man into the deep well.

Jun Ziyou's wine quality is indeed not very good, but his addiction is not small. When he was drunk, he hugged Xiao Beicheng and talked nonsense drunkenly, which was somewhat similar to his faint words when he was ill. He mentioned his father again.

"Father... I hugged the prince's thigh. It is not a dream to be promoted and get rich in the future. Your old man will bless me for two more years, just two years. When I become famous, invite me to go down to drink with you. is it good……"

"Even if you're drunk, don't talk nonsense!"

I don't know what's wrong with him, when he was confused, he would call Xiao Beicheng his father when he saw him, which caused the latter to always wonder if he had any similarities with his deceased father.

But this time, Jun Ziyou's drunken words were not that simple.

He babbled, leaned against Xiao Beicheng, and uttered some nice human words with a playful smile.

"What if the emperor finds out my talent and insists on summoning me?"

Of course, at this time, Jun Ziyou himself did not expect that the oracle of the ninety-five supreme being in his mouth would be delivered to the door the next day.