Respect the little husband [farming]

Dr. Zhao knelt on the ground in shock: "Grandpa, grandpa?"

Ning Weiliang stared at his face carefully, then immediately turned back to look at Shen Wenxuan and A Jiao, and couldn't help swallowing, feeling shocked.

Don't these people already know?

In a moment of anxiety, Ning Weiliang pulled Dr. Zhao past him and hurried out of the hall.

What luck to see him here!

Jiao Shihan was surprised that Dr. Zhao knew his father, but suddenly he saw his father walking like the wind...how could he not see that his father's leg was injured?

And the white silk around his father's waist...Jiao Shihan frowned.

Outside corners.

"You—you—" Zhen Guogong pointed at Dr. Zhao with trembling fingers, and for a moment he didn't know how to scold him. He glanced back to make sure no one was eavesdropping, and leaned closer to him and lowered his voice, "Didn't I warn you Don't come to the capital?!"

He gritted his teeth and looked like a tiger.

Dr. Zhao is also very innocent: "How can this matter be so absolute? I came to the capital for Ajiao, my lord, Ajiao...that is Ning Qing...he was really—"

Ning Weiliang covered his mouth: "You fucking shut up! You really dare to say anything!"

"I'm asking you, tell me the truth," Ning Weiliang pointed inside with his chin, expressing his intention. "You didn't say anything you shouldn't have said, did you?"

Dr. Zhao quickly shook his head, but his mouth was covered and he could only make some inaudible hums.

Sitting inside, Shen Wenxuan glanced at their clothes, drank a sip of tea with great interest, leaned over to Ajiao's ear and said, "Maybe there will be a good show today."

The more people you meet, the more you will be amazed.

"You'd better tell the truth, this matter is rotten in my stomach! Otherwise..." Ning Weiliang looked at the Shen mansion, and then looked at the people sitting inside, or else... Not knowing why, but pretending to say:

"Otherwise I will never let you go."

Dr. Zhao nodded like a chick pecking rice, Ning Weiliang stared at him for a while before letting him go, dragging him to go back to the hall and feeling something was wrong, He Xin couldn't bear to look directly at him and pretended to cough a few times, and pushed his hand in front of him. wheelchair.

It's revealed, my lord.

Looking at his left leg reflexively, Ning Weiliang immediately leaned his body, changed to leaning on it, raised his left leg and embraced Dr. Zhao's shoulder and pretended nothing happened:

"He Xin, it seems that you are not dedicated, my father-in-law's leg hurts."

Come on, come on, come on.

He Xin pushed the wheelchair and trot to the door, skillfully helped the father-in-law to sit in the wheelchair, glanced at Dr. Zhao and asked in a low voice, "My father-in-law, are you still looking at your legs?"

"What to look at, what to look at!" Ning Weiliang gritted his teeth, wouldn't he wink? !

Taking a deep breath to suppress his anger, Ning Weiliang turned his head to look at Jiao Shihan with another face, and said with a smile: "Qing'er, Dad has something to do today, so I'll come to see you another day, don't go out if you have nothing to do, be obedient, you This mansion...is clean and bright, it's pretty nice."

When he came, he didn't realize that the window was not pasted with paper, but... Liuli?Ning Weiliang narrowed his eyes, and realized that his financial resources were greater than he thought.

"Father." Jiao Shihan stood up and called when he was about to leave.

"Hey." Ning Weiliang immediately turned around and responded.

Jiao Shihan: "Your waist...why is there a white silk wrapped around it?"

"Oh, this—" Ning Weiliang touched it, and replied after deliberation, "Your mother passed away due to a serious illness last night. There will be a funeral at home in a few days. It's up to you whether you come or not."

Jiao Shihan was stunned for a moment, then nodded stiffly, he said this so suddenly, he couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness, he just felt empty and a little numb.

Ning Weiliang didn't force him, he just said: "Don't be so sad for this poisonous woman, all this is her own fault, it has nothing to do with you."

He signaled He Xin to push her out of the mansion, but before leaving, she still gave Dr. Zhao a threatening look, how could he say that Qing'er recovered after a while of tossing, and it turned out that Qin Su's apprentice was by his side.

It's still a bit complicated to think about it. Although it's a hidden danger, but I have saved my life a few times, and I can't move no matter how much I think about it in the future.

"Oh, by the way," Ning Weiliang remembered something before leaving the main entrance, turned around and cursed, "Old man, I'll go tell the Meng family that their son-in-law is back! See if you still dare to stay at my Shuang'er's house." !"

Weixiu got up abruptly: "How dare you!"

"Look if I dare!" Ning Weiliang said with a smile, but Zhao Mingcai and Weixiu were involved in their Ning family. Who is this Shen?Coincidence is not such a coincidence.

Shen Wenxuan lost the intention of watching the fun, grabbed Ajiao's wrist and pulled him to sit down, feeling the coldness of his palms and backs.

"I'm fine." Jiao Shihan laughed, took his hand out of his palm and pinched his cheek, it was not fleshy, it was not easy to pinch.

"Here," Jiao Shihan pointed to the position of his heart, "Even if it's a bit empty, there's also a little bit of relaxation, won't it be bad?"

Shen Wenxuan: "No, Ah Jiao is always the best."

He was happy for a whole month when he sent the scumbag father to prison, but Ajiao was still too tender.

"Then it's empty here, I can let you in." Jiao Shihan thought it was a good thing, just like cutting off a serious illness, he couldn't do it, and time would help him, so why should he bother.

The level of this love story is too high, Shen Wenxuan couldn't help coughing lightly, leaned over and kissed his brow when he looked over, it was soft and fragrant, Shen Wenxuan's eyes darkened, tinged with desire, wanting to kiss him Take a bite on the cheek and leave an imprint.

Jiao Shihan covered her forehead and blushed, glanced at Weixiu who was on the side, saw that he was watching with great interest, and his shame gradually increased, pushed Shen Wenxuan away, and ran away with red ears.

Shen Wenxuan covered the place where he was pushed and turned his head to look at Wei Xiu, his face was a little dark, can't this old man watch the atmosphere and get out of here? !

Wei Xiu raised his eyebrows: "It's not good to be promiscuous in broad daylight, you have to thank me."

I thank your ancestors!

Shen Wenxuan rolled his eyes and asked, "Is the Meng family your father-in-law's family? I remember that the old man of the Meng family is the Minister of Dali Temple."

Wei Xiu turned his face away and pretended to be stupid: "Who knows? Maybe this Meng's family is not that Meng's family."

"Heh, that aunt from the Meng family seems to be a well-known shrew." Shen Wenxuan couldn't help laughing, "I'll take a look at this aunt when she comes to my house to ask for someone."

Wei Xiu turned his head and glared at him: "Instead of talking about this with me, it's better to ask Dr. Zhao what's going on with Duke Zhen."

Shen Wenxuan: "I also want to know what's going on with you and Duke Zhen. We come here the same way, right, Dr. Zhao? Don't hide."

Dr. Zhao came out from behind the doorpost, took a deep breath, sat down in front of the table, and looked full of melancholy: "Is there any wine? Have some wine."

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Full of three jars of strong wine, Dr. Zhao drank a bowl of Zhuangzhuang first. After drinking, his face was flushed and his eyes were a little fluttering: "He, he threatened me not to let me speak, I promised well, I, hiccup , I can’t say, can’t say.”

"But you can't say a fart, he just scares me, but he also knows in his heart that at least he can't hide it from you, drink!" Dr. Zhao endured another bowl of spicy food, and this time the circles under his eyes changed. It's red, I don't know if it's because of the wine or something else.

Shen Wenxuan swallowed slowly while holding the wine dish, it was the first time he saw the old man lose his composure like this.

"Jiao Jiao, Ning Qing, Jiaqing...Eldest Princess." Dr. Zhao's voice trembled, and he took another sip, Wei Xiu looked at him fiercely.

Doctor Zhao: "It's related to Jiao Jiao, do you want him to come over?"

Shen Wenxuan didn't speak, finished the plate of wine in his hand, put it down and said: "You talk first."

"I... I don't know much." Dr. Zhao wiped his face, dreaming back to the past with his reddened eyes.

Zhao Mingcai coaxed the child in his arms to look at the person on the couch again. It was a very dignified and luxurious woman, with a heroic look between her brows and slightly curly hair, but her face and lips were so pale that she lost her breath. After giving birth to a child Yizhuxiang.

She drank the tonic soup mixed with musk pills before she was alive, so she was lucky that she didn't die.

There was no one else in the huge hall except for the two imperial doctors. The person on the couch—Princess Jiaqing ordered the guards of the Princess Mansion to kill all the maids around her before dying. There is no pardon for killing people.

"Master," Dr. Zhao looked at Qin Su who was writing a letter at the desk, sighing for the eldest princess and terrified for himself, "Master, if we didn't keep the eldest princess, if the queen mother finds out, will she—"

He couldn't go on and didn't dare to mention the word "death".

Since ancient times, if an accident happened to a nobleman, he would take the imperial doctor to sacrifice to heaven.

Qin Su ignored him, glanced at the growing fire outside, sealed the letter and stamped it, hurried over and hid the letter in the child's swaddle, staring into Dr. Zhao's eyes and said firmly:

"Mingcai, take this letter and this child and go out with the waiter outside. You must go out. Remember that medical book with many annotations? I hid it in the secret compartment under my pillow. When you leave Beijing Take it with you, 18 years, no, 16 years later you have to bring that medical book back, do you understand Mingcai?"

"Master, why are you telling me these things? Aren't you going with me?" Dr. Zhao asked in a daze, his eyes even more frightened.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

"master--"

Pushed out of the hall, Dr. Zhao was startled for a moment when he saw the soaring fire outside and the dead people everywhere, and there was a ghost-like cry for help in his ears.

The waiter didn't wait for him to recover and pulled him away. He knew the way, got into the garden and ran around among the rockery and green plants, dodging the imperial guards who came to silence him, and didn't stop until he reached a corner.

Dr. Zhao looked around panting, afraid that a guard would suddenly come over with a knife, if so, let alone this child, even the two of them would surely die.

The waiter pushed aside a pile of weeds by the wall and said, "There's a dog hole here, you should crawl through it quickly and avoid the avenue."

"Then, what about you?"

"What are you talking about!" the waiter said anxiously, pushing him to crawl quickly, "At the entrance of the alley behind the house selling persimmon cakes on Xijiao Street, you wait there, someone will come to you."

As soon as Dr. Zhao climbed out, the waiter blocked the entrance of the cave with stones.

Surrounded by a corridor that is neither wide nor narrow, Dr. Zhao stood there for a while, suddenly a soldier ran past the entrance of the passage, Dr. Zhao was so frightened that he clung to the wall and huddled up. After waiting for a while, there was no movement at the entrance of the passage. Only after he breathed a sigh of relief, he looked down at the baby he was holding in his arms, he had already fallen asleep, was small and soft, and his skin was still a little red.

This child is a scourge that will kill him. Dr. Zhao hugged him and walked back and forth a few times, thinking of his master's instructions, so hard-hearted, he took off his imperial doctor's official uniform and put it on backwards, hiding the child. There was only a slit left in his skirt.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.

Dr. Zhao prayed and slipped out against the wall. Seeing that the street was pitch black and no one was there, he ran on tiptoe to the opposite side and entered the alley, the farther away from the Princess Mansion the better.

That night coincided with He Jin's rebellion, and General Mu fought with him in the outskirts of the capital. The entire capital was in chaos, and it was not uncommon for people to kill people on horseback and set fires in the streets.

As for how he got to Xijiao Street, he can't remember clearly, but he will never forget the feeling that hangs in his throat along the way, like licking blood on the edge of a knife, and tied his head to the waistband of his trousers.

He huddled in the alley behind Xijiao Street and waited for an hour. There was constant movement back and forth at the entrance of the street, but the person the waiter had mentioned did not come for a long time.

Or just put the child here, Dr. Zhao thought, anyway, if that person comes, he will take the child away.

He put the swaddle on the ground, looked at the child who hadn't learned how to open his eyes, and thought that if that person died on the street, he wouldn't be able to come. Impossible, impossible, this is the child of the eldest princess, the future princess, who came here People must be reliable, and they must not die.

...Didn't the eldest princess die?

The eldest princess and the eldest princess were killed by a raper, and by her confidant girl, the situation is different.

Will it be picked up by dogs if I put it here?

Being picked up by a dog... Dr. Zhao sat down next to him, his mind blank thinking for a long time, the baby in the swaddle moved, his little hands curled up into a ball and wiped his eyes, his little body trembled, as if he had been hit a sneeze.

Dr. Zhao couldn't help laughing, then sighed, finally couldn't bear it, picked him up, glanced at the dark street outside, waited for the outside to be quieter, and repeated the old trick, thinking of hiding the child Sneaked out of the capital under the clothes.

He can work as a military doctor in General Mu's barracks, and make another plan when the capital settles down.

But the child didn't cooperate this time, he held his mouth shut and cried, his voice changed from small to loud, and the recognition was extremely high.

Dr. Zhao just came out of the street at this time, his whole body felt cold, he covered his mouth and wanted to retreat into the alley, but it was too late, the searchers from a distance had already noticed this side, and came quickly on horseback.

The knife gleamed silver in the moonlight. Dr. Zhao's heart trembled, and he panicked. He ran with the child in his arms and didn't know which way to run. Seeing the people getting closer, Dr. Zhao broke out in cold sweat. Standing there, motionless—

The knife rises and the head falls.

The head was that of a soldier, Dr. Zhao was dumbfounded with the child in his arms, and stared blankly at the man who suddenly came on horseback from the other side.

"Child," the man said with the knife back, "give it to me."

Only then did Dr. Zhao come back to his senses, and saw the person in front of him clearly: "...Grandpa, lord?"

Ning Weiliang bent down and carried the baby in his hands. He was born in his hands. Holding the baby was more like holding an object that he didn't know how to hold, but he was very careful, gently opened the swaddle and took a closer look.

The baby has not had milk since it was born, and after crying for a while, it loses strength and gradually stops crying.

"Where's Jiaqing?" He asked.

Dr. Zhao paused and did not speak.

He also expected it. Ning Weiliang suppressed his emotions, untied his armor and carefully put the child inside. Dr. Zhao thought he was going to leave, but he didn't. Ning Weiliang stared at him for a while, He held the knife at his waist.

!!!

Don't you forget to kill the imperial physician offering sacrifices to heaven? !

Dr. Zhao was so frightened that he took a step back and stumbled on the ground. Ning Weiliang touched the small lump on his chest. If this person did not die, he would be caught by the people from the new emperor's side. Then the Ning family and the empress dowager There's no escape, but...

He only thought about it for a few breaths, but it seemed like a long time, and finally he sighed, pulled down the purse from his waist and threw it to him: "Your name is Zhao Mingcai? I remember you, get out tonight Capital, don’t come back until you die!”

After all, let the horse ride away.

Doctor Zhao limp and lay on the ground, heaving a sigh of relief, sweating profusely, his clothes sticking to his clothes.

After a few breaths, Dr. Zhao stood up, picked up the purse and thought about the master's instructions, this is half done, the other half...what's the big deal!If you want to die, you will die early, and you will definitely not die if you wave again!

After slapping himself on the chest several times, Dr. Zhao sneaked into the house along the alley, found the medical book in the dark cell with fear, and left the capital before dawn.

He entered General Mu's barracks as a military doctor, and then followed the army to the south. The battle lasted for half a month, and the capital was in chaos for half a month. When the battle was over, General Mu died, He Jin died, Chang The princess was dead, and the world believed that the eldest princess's child was also dead, and died in the fire.

Ning Weiliang sat in the carriage and turned his head to think about the events of that night. His eyes were contemplative. He received a secret letter from the queen mother before he received the new emperor's order. The undercurrent, just like the Queen Mother did not protect her only daughter even after being aware of it.

His second wife, Yin Ning, also gave birth that day. It may be because she was frightened that the delivery was not smooth. The baby boy was stuffy inside for too long, and he lost his breath after birth. He told the midwife at home to hide this matter. , The child he brought back was born to his stepmother.

At that time, one was to give Jiaqing's child a reasonable identity, and the other was to comfort the stepmother, but unfortunately...he didn't do well.

He left within half an hour after putting down the child, because he returned to Beijing privately and could not stay for long, but even so, the Xiongnu took advantage of the fire and looted, and lost ten cities in the northern border.

As a result, the military power of the Ning family was cut in half, and the military power of General Mu and He Jin was taken back by the new emperor. The queen mother had no children and could no longer make waves. The whole Daqing was reshuffled, and he settled on the throne.

The author has something to say: the only daughter of the Empress Dowager—Princess Jiaqing, and the younger brother of the Empress Dowager—Ning Weiliang, so Jiao Jiao is Ning Weiliang's grandnephew.

I'm going back to school today (13th), so NO.14 will be updated late.

感谢在2021-03-1023:54:09~2021-03-1300:53:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Nancheng°; 3 bottles of Yunqingyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!