After the general is bound to the demon concubine system

Hearing that Concubine Ying's illness was not incurable, Li Sijiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to click into the mall to see the price, he heard Concubine Ying call him, "Mr. Li..."

"Your Majesty." Li Sijiu replied.

Concubine Ying said as if explaining the funeral: "The emperor is kind-hearted. He must blame himself when he finds out that I am sick... I hope Mr. Li can comfort the emperor well..."

She said, "My lord, thank you."

Hearing this, Li Sijiu subconsciously turned his head and looked at Yu Xiujin, but Yu Xiujin noticed his gaze and turned his head away, so as not to let Li Sijiu see his current expression.

Li Sijiu was just about to tell her: You can still be cured if you take medicine well, but she heard Concubine Ying say with a smile: "In my life, only now is the most free."

Li Sijiu was suddenly dumbfounded.

After Concubine Ying fell asleep, Li Sijiu and Yu Xiujin came out from the Changfu Palace. They walked side by side, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

Along the way, Li Sijiu kept thinking about what Concubine Ying has experienced, why her will to survive is so weak, and if she could find out her knot, would she become willing to receive treatment?

Yu Xiujin seemed to know what he was thinking, and said solemnly: "Even if she wanted to, but tuberculosis...but..."

Li Sijiu interrupted him: "I know a folk prescription that can cure tuberculosis."

Yu Xiujin was taken aback: "Is this true?"

Li Sijiu said: "Really."

A little bit of joy spread over Yu Xiujin's eyebrows, and he confirmed again: "Really?"

Li Sijiu said: "Really, I didn't lie to the emperor, I really know how to treat... as long as Yingfei wants to treat it."

It sounds almost impossible, but Yu Xiujin believed Li Sijiu without hesitation: "I will arrange it now."

In order to untangle Concubine Ying's heart, Yu Xiujin asked Li Qi to bring her younger sister to the palace. Li Zhuyu looks very similar to Li Qi, with a baby face and thick eyebrows, making her look very small.

Hearing the news of Concubine Ying's illness, Li Zhuyu's face immediately turned blank: "Hui Rou... Concubine Ying, she..."

Li Sijiu said: "At that time, I handed over the string of Buddha beads you gave to the concubine Ying, and the empress seemed to have been greatly touched, and she vomited blood after a while. After the illness was found out, the empress's first reaction was He breathed a sigh of relief and said he didn't want to be treated anymore."

He asked, "Do you know what your empress has in mind?"

Li Zhuyu nodded, and told the story of the two of them when they were young with a white face. At the end, she was full of self-blame and said: "I heard from my brother that your mother seems to be in poor health these days. Although I know that your mother is no longer Willing to be friends with me again, but still pretending to be affectionate, I asked my brother to bring something to the empress...it's all my fault...for making the empress so angry..."

Li Sijiu and Yu Xiujin looked at each other, and they both saw hope in each other's eyes.Yu Xiujin said: "You did make Concubine Ying think of something sad, but it's not your fault."

Yu Xiujin asked: "Will you encourage Concubine Ying to rewrite the article?"

Li Zhuyu nodded heavily.

Tuberculosis is not very contagious, the imperial doctor ordered Concubine Ying to be separated by gauze curtains, and if there were visits, she would stand in the outer hall. It was actually less than two days since she was diagnosed with tuberculosis. The concubine hadn't had a sip of water or a sip of food, but she had lost a lot of weight while lying there.

After Yu Xiujin waved away all the waiters in the house, he didn't turn the corner, and asked bluntly, "Do you still want to write articles?"

The three words "write an article" seemed to be energized, which revived the lifeless concubine Ying. She was full of fear and said: "No, no, I don't want to write!"

Yu Xiujin asked: "Why? I heard that you like writing very much."

Concubine Ying coughed violently: "No...concubine...concubine is a useless thing, and the stories she writes are childish and ridiculous...concubine will not write anymore, concubine will not write again..."

Li Sijiu said: "Earlier today, the emperor summoned Li Zhuyu."

Concubine Ying's voice stopped abruptly, she gasped hissingly: "...she?"

Li Sijiu: "Miss Li told the emperor and his ministers some stories written by the empress before. After listening to them, the emperor and his ministers thought it was very exciting, very interesting, and very beautiful. The empress is really amazing."

Concubine Ying felt the corners of her eyes wet, and then she realized that she was crying.

Besides Li Zhuyu, Li Sijiu was the second person in her life who affirmed her.

It has been ten years since she was recognized for the first time.

After her father tore up all her articles, she locked herself in that winter night. For the next ten years, she denied herself every day, doubted herself every day, no one needed to say anything, she let herself go first in the dirt.But what she wants is actually very simple, just a compliment, an affirmation, and she can persevere.

She wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she cried so hard that she couldn't even speak.

Yu Xiujin said: "When the first emperor was alive, he was afraid that the people would privately fabricate and spread news, so he ordered the tabloids to be banned, and the people were strictly prohibited from printing and selling them privately; all these years, the emperor's uncle has been strict with tabloids like his father, but I feel that blocking It's better to be sparse."

Yu Xiujin paused: "I read some notes a few days ago, intending to open newspaper offices in various places in Dazhou to spread the news, and I am starting to make arrangements these days."

"I plan to set up two sections, one is serious and used to disseminate news, and the other is planning to find someone to write some short stories that make people laugh or make people think. But I didn’t expect that there was such a suitable person in front of me.”

He asked: "Concubine Ying, would you like to write it? Just use Layman Dongxue's name."

Concubine Ying was silent, she didn't speak for a long time, after a while, she said: "I... dare not."

Li Sijiu put his hands in his hands and laughed: "Why not?"

Concubine Ying said: "Concubine... I am afraid that others will not like what I wrote."

Li Sijiu said: "Your Majesty is not gold, so naturally it is impossible for everyone to like it, but Your Majesty has never thought about it, maybe everyone doesn't like it, the ministers and the emperor really like the stories about Your Majesty, and Li Zhuyu also likes the stories about Your Majesty. Story, why does your empress only believe that others don't like it, but don't believe that others like it?"

Concubine Ying's eyes gradually lit up: "But, my concubine is a woman, my concubine..."

Yu Xiujin interrupted her: "You just say whether you want to or not."

"..." After a long silence, Concubine Ying said: "...Yes."

Concubine Ying rolled her eyes happily, and she said loudly: "I am willing! I want to write! Your Majesty, let me write!" As soon as the words fell, she coughed violently again. Before Concubine Ying had time to use the handkerchief Going to cover her mouth, a mouthful of blood spewed out, Concubine Ying's joy was interrupted unexpectedly, she stared blankly at the blood on her chest, and said with a wry smile: "But your majesty... I won't survive this winter. "

Yu Xiujin said: "Ah Jiu knows a folk prescription that can help you recover."

Concubine Ying hesitated and said: "Yes, but this is tuberculosis..."

Li Sijiu smiled and said: "I'm really not coaxing your mother, so don't worry, my mother. In the past few days, I will bring the medicine to your mother."

After helping Concubine Ying let go of her knots, Yu Xiujin only felt a lot more relaxed in her heart, but she heard Li Sijiu say in an unprecedentedly serious tone: "Your Majesty, go to my minister, I have something to say to the emperor."

Yu Xiujin froze for a moment, then nodded.After returning to Jintu Palace, Yu Xiujin looked at Li Sijiu's serious face and asked softly, "What do you want to tell me, Ah Jiu?"

The system encouraged Li Sijiu in his mind: 【Come on! 】

Li Sijiu nodded slightly.

The medicine for tuberculosis is worth [-] yuan per bottle in the mall, and a bottle of [-] tablets is taken three times a day, one tablet at a time, and a course of treatment is three months.

In other words, Li Sijiu needs to buy at least three bottles, that is to say, he needs a full 27 love points.

He has only accumulated 27 love points until now, and [-] is simply out of reach for him. If he wants to treat Concubine Ying, he cannot get so many love points by himself, Yu Xiujin You have to cooperate with him.

He knew that Yu Xiujin was a reasonable and good emperor, so he thought about it all night yesterday and decided to tell Yu Xiujin about the existence of the system.

The system told Li Sijiu that their rule is that they cannot tell others about the existence of the system, but this is actually a loophole. If you can't tell others, you can also write it out.

Back in Jintu Palace, Li Sijiu closed the doors and windows tightly, asked Yu Xiujin to sit down at the table, and sat next to him, the two were very close, Yu Xiujin was stunned, his ears flushed: "Ah Jiu... You are..."

Li Sijiu said: "The emperor please read carefully what I wrote."

Although Li Sijiu's handwriting was ugly, part of the reason was because he didn't know how to use a brush, so in order to write more clearly and straightforwardly, he specially exchanged a ballpoint pen and a notebook last night.

He wrote in his notebook: The emperor should know that Chen and General Nie are fellow villagers.

Yu Xiujin already had the foundation to recognize simplified Chinese characters, plus these days, he would read Li Sijiu's notes every day, and before he knew it, he had already recognized all the characters. He nodded and looked at Li Sijiu suspiciously. Sijiu, I don't know why Li Sijiu said this.

Li Sijiu continued to write: But the emperor should not know that Chen and General Nie are not from this era, we all traveled through time and space thousands of years later.

Surprise flashed across Yu Xiujin's face. Just as he was about to speak, Li Sijiu stretched out his hand and pressed the back of his hand, and wrote: If the emperor wants to speak, he can write it out. According to regulations, I cannot discuss this matter out loud. matter.

Li Sijiu had prepared rice paper, brush and ink on the table. Seeing this, Yu Xiujin nodded, reached for the pen, rested the end of the pen on his chin, pondered for a moment, and wrote: What rules?

Li Sijiu secretly sighed in his heart, he said so much, but Yu Xiujin noticed the most crucial two words, it really hit the nail on the head.

He wrote: I will tell the emperor from the beginning.

He wrote stroke by stroke on paper, writing that he saved people from falling into the water, and was bound by something called "system" when he was about to drown; he wrote that he could exchange things through another kind of money in the system The hamburgers and hawthorn juice that Yu Xiujin tasted were all exchanged from the system; he also wrote that after thousands of years, tuberculosis is no longer an incurable disease, and he happens to be able to buy the medicine for treatment.

Yu Xiujin is very smart, seeing Li Sijiu writing like this, he raised his pen and asked: You told me this because you don't have enough money to buy medicine now?

Li Sijiu wrote: Yes, therefore, the minister needs the cooperation of the emperor, and the emperor should agree to all the requests made by the subordinates.

After he finished speaking, he saw Yu Xiujin raised his eyes and gave him a deep look with his dark eyes, and he seemed to have indescribable emotions.

He pressed the back of Li Sijiu's hand with his hand, stopped Li Sijiu's movements, and wrote with a pen: I still have something to ask.

Li Sijiu nodded, thinking that Yu Xiujin didn't understand, but saw Yu Xiujin wrote: Do you have fixed conditions for the way you make money?

Li Sijiu wrote: Yes.

Yu Xiujin paused, and wrote stroke by stroke: But it has something to do with me?Do you want to pretend to be nice to me and make me happy so that you can make money?