Beauty is sick

At the end of a meal, they almost broke up unhappy.

Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu walked all the way back to the Shaoshi Mansion with a distance in tacit understanding. Jin Lingjiu didn't enter the house, watched Pei Zhe climb over the wall and returned home, watched him land safely, and left.

Pei Zhe glanced at the empty wall, cursed secretly, and kicked the steps beside him hard.

Fortunately, the shoes I wear in winter are also thicker, and my feet are not hurt.

After returning to the room, the bed curtain was drawn, and Pei folded his head and fell asleep.

He fell asleep in the dark until the next day when the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital came for a follow-up visit, and Pei Zhe woke up to the sound of calling.

The waiter helped him rinse his mouth and wipe his face, Pei Zhe's eyes gradually cleared up, and he ordered: "Take out my court clothes."

The window in the room was opened a small slit, which is Pei Zhe's habit. Open the window in the morning to ventilate, and it is like this all year round.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and reminded: "My lord, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, so don't overwork yourself."

Pei Zhe waved his hand casually: "It's okay, I know what to do, I'll let you take it as you go, and then prepare your pen and ink. It's late, and the imperial doctors have been waiting for a long time, let them come in and have a cup of tea."

The boy couldn't hold him back, so he put the stove by the bed and went out to call for someone.

Pei Zhe sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the window ecstatically.

The bed curtain was half rolled up, and a little incense was added to the stove, which was very faint, and the room was full of smoke.

The imperial physicians came in and were stunned when they saw Pei Zhe who was sitting peacefully by the bed.

The last time I came to see a doctor, Mr. Master was still sick in bed, his pulse condition was weak, and he can get out of bed today, and his complexion looks quite normal.

Pei Zhe looked back: "I'm sorry to bother you all, the medicine prescribed before is very useful. I took a few meals, and I feel much better. I don't feel uncomfortable anymore when I woke up today."

The imperial physicians looked at each other, saying that the illness came like a mountain, and the illness went like a silk thread. Tan Hualang's illness went away violently, like locusts crossing the border, and the sickness was taken away in a few days.

The leader is the imperial physician Ling Xu Liuxiang, who is nearly sixty years old, with a normal face: "Master Pei has a great fortune and a strong body. I think he will recover soon."

Pei Zhe nodded slightly: "Borrow the auspicious words from Imperial Physician Xu."

Although Pei Zhe healed a lot, those who should see a doctor still had to see them. The imperial doctors sat around the bed and surrounded Pei Zhe.

No need to hang on, Lou Zhefei put his hand on the table and said in a big way: "Come on."

Xu Liuxiang glanced at him slowly, and waved to the imperial physician beside him: "Listen to Mr. Pei."

It has been 20 years since Xu Liu clasped the Imperial Physician Order. He has been in the Imperial Hospital since the reign of the first emperor.

The Emperor Zhili of the Imperial Hospital, Xu Liuxiang is Xiao Huaixi's imperial physician, who often waits in front of the palace. Xiao Huaixi once ordered that he does not have to see the palace people.Therefore, even if the queen invites someone, she will not invite Xu Liuxiang.

This time, the Holy One ordered the entire imperial hospital to see Pei Zhe, and also asked Xu Liuxiang to do it himself, which shows the importance he attaches to Tanhualang.

Xu Liuxiang took his pulse and looked up at Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe smiled lightly, with a warm expression on his face: "This trip was busy, and I was delayed in Youzhou for a long time, and I got sick when I was not sick. Fortunately, when I returned to the capital, I was cared by the Holy One."

The imperial physicians all agreed, praising him for his dedication to the people and saving Youzhou.

Xu Liuxiang also echoed lightly, and said: "Overworked, it is much better than before. Mr. Pei should pay more attention to his body, and share his worries for the Holy One. Don't get sick again."

Pei Zhe nodded slightly: "Physician Xu said yes."

The boy looked at the tea, and Pei Zhe drank hot water. He was very polite and politely toasted the imperial doctors.

After drinking tea, Xu Liuxiang took the imperial physician back to the palace.

Pei Zhe restrained his smile and changed into court clothes: "Are the pens and paper ready?"

The boy nodded: "It's all ready, in the study, do you have any orders?"

"It's gone." Pei Zhe lifted his foot and walked out. When he reached the door, his footsteps paused slightly, "By the way, there is one more thing, prepare the carriage, and I will enter the palace to meet the saint later."

Surprise flashed across the boy's face, and he wanted to say something, but Pei Zhe had already left the room.

As soon as the carriage left the Young Master's Mansion, the news spread.

Jin Lingjiu sat in front of the table, surrounded by a circle of people, Zuo Ping, Mu Jiao, Wen Feiyu, Zhao Ziqiu.

Wen Feiyu couldn't bear his temper the most, and bluffed: "Your Tanhualang has entered the palace, is he planning to stand with us?"

Zhao Ziqiu frowned, and bumped him with his elbow.

This guy is too brainless, if Pei Zhe really stood on the same side with them, would Jin Lingjiu be so indifferent?It was obvious that the two of them were still quarreling awkwardly, Wen Feiyu just picked which pot he didn't open.

There were no fools present, but Zhao Ziqiu was the only one who was shrewd to the core. Others, such as Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao, had known Jin Lingjiu for a long time and knew his temper, so they cast sympathetic glances at Wen Feiyu.

Jin Lingjiu played with the jade hairpin, his expression indisputable.

Although this hairpin is made of jade, it is not a good jade. It is blue and white, not transparent at all, and it is a common leftover material in the market.

Jinling Jiu's food and clothing are all extravagant. In the past, he would not want this kind of hairpin if he was given it upside down, but now he loves it so much that he keeps holding it in his palm and refuses to let it go.

Wen Feiyu couldn't understand the wink, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you pushing me?"

Zhao Ziqiu secretly cursed "Idiot" in his heart, dragged him to sit down, and gave him the teacup: "I'm thirsty after talking so much, drink more water."

Don't talk too much.

Wen Feiyu held the cup, raised his chin, and said in a haughty tone, "There is nothing to be courteous about, rape or steal, what bad idea do you have?"

Don't blame him for thinking wildly, Zhao Ziqiu is such a person, mercenary, insidious, cunning, scheming... If you use any bad words, you can definitely use him.

Zhao Ziqiu rolled his eyes at him: "It's not your idea anyway."

Wen Feiyu curled his lips: "You want to fight, but I have to think about it, young master."

Zhao Ziqiu hurriedly said: "Young Master Wen, don't think about it, just don't like it."

Wen Feiyu: "..."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids, and looked at the two of them with a half-smile, "You're flirting in front of me, do you think I've handled the family affairs too smoothly recently?"

Family matters... Nothing could be better than the bad debt he and Pei Zhe had. Tanhualang was stubborn and loyal to the emperor. The two had different positions, and it was expected that they would become enemies.

If you ask Zhao Ziqiu to say, these two people should not get in touch, they should be opposites, fighting to the death, what do you look like? !

Wen Feiyu didn't realize the danger was coming, and opened a pair of innocent eyes: "If Tan Hualang helps us a lot this time, you've made it happen, don't you have to give him a reward?"

Jin Lingjiu hooked his lips: "How do you think I should reward him properly?"

Wen Feiyu smiled maliciously: "If the official pays homage to the third prince, he can earn it himself. If you grant a reward, you must reward something that no one else can give, such as a position in the middle palace."

Wen Feiyu was so excited that he didn't notice the winks of the other three.

Zhao Ziqiu's face was numb, so he didn't need to worry about this thing, Wen Feiyu, an idiot, would die sooner or later.

Jin Lingjiu didn't speak, he stroked the jade hairpin with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The tea at the side was cold, Zuo Ping poured out the remaining tea, added new tea, and pushed it back to his hand.

"What do you think?" Wen Feiyu paused for a moment, then urged, "Marrying a man at the mercy of the world, isn't it in line with your personality."

Tanhualang, who is famous all over the world, married the same person twice, and entered the palace in front of the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty. What do you think, how lively and fun.

"What's my personality?"

Jin Lingjiu had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes.

Mu Jiao sighed, before continuing, Jin Lingjiu decided to get angry: "Brother, do we need to prepare in advance?"

Jin Lingjiu didn't answer. He glanced at Zhao Ziqiu, who was trying to stay out of the matter, and said with a sneer, "What are you instigating me for? You can marry a man to go home against the world. You can do it yourself, but you haven't done it. In my opinion, Young Master Wen's words are always beautiful, but when it comes to actions, I haven't seen you put your heart on anyone's behalf, that man you like is probably the fault of your ancestors."

Wen Feiyu: "..."

Zhao Ziqiu: "..."

If you scold him, scold him, what do you want me to do?My ancestors burned high incense and did not commit crimes.

It was only then that Wen Feiyu realized that something was wrong with Jin Lingjiu, and shrank his neck: "I, I also want to teach you how to coax people."

"I need you, a lonely person, to teach me?" Jin Lingjiu said contemptuously, "I have been married to my sweetheart, what do you have?"

He has always been unforgiving in his mouth, and Wen Feiyu was dumbfounded when he said it bluntly, and he didn't dare to make another sound.

Jin Lingjiu picked up the teacup, turned his wrist, and threw the cup with water in front of Wen Feiyu, but none of the water spilled out: "It's not your business to care about what Pei Zhe does or who he helps, Wen Feiyu, Take care of yourself, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, in the capital, your father can't protect you."

Say it.He glanced at Zhao Ziqiu who was frowning next to him: "Master Zhao thinks what I said is right?"

Zhao Ziqiu picked up Wen Feiyu's collar and dragged him out: "Master Jiu is right, I will help you deal with this trouble first."

Jin Lingjiu didn't stop him, and Wen Feiyu was taken away by Zhao Ziqiu.

Mu Jiao poured out the tea and saved a new cup: "Senior brother, don't be as knowledgeable as him, that guy just doesn't know what to say."

Jin Lingjiu twirled the jade hairpin, and said calmly, "Why am I angry with him? I am angry with myself."

Zuo Ping hesitated for a moment, and persuaded: "Jiu Ye, what Mr. Pei did is in our plan, and things are going smoothly, so why are you so angry?"

Mu Jiao nodded: "That's right, after all, everything can go smoothly.

"Smooth? I can't see it." Jin Lingjiu said mockingly, poking his fingertips with the tip of the jade hairpin, "With his temperament, how could he be led by the nose? If he doesn't turn around, he will tear me up again. , is luck."

Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao looked at each other, and the latter asked in confusion: "The general trend is, once our plan is launched, will Pei Zhe lose sight of the situation?"

Jin Lingjiu shook his head: "Dazhao has rotted to the root a long time ago, how can he change himself due to the situation, in the whole world, who is like him, who knows that he can't do it, knows that there is a dead end, but he chooses to do it. Break in?"

Zuo Ping was silent for a while: "Master Jiu, what do you mean?"

The jade hairpin knocked on the teacup, making a crisp sound, and Lou Zhefei's voice was full of exhaustion: "The plan is going on as usual, but the time has to be advanced, so make arrangements now, and make sure everything is properly arranged before Pei Zhe leaves the palace. .”

A trace of surprise flashed on the left screen, and he took the order to leave.

Mu Jiao was dumbfounded: "So urgent?"

"This is called seizing the opportunity. Otherwise, after Pei Zhe makes a move, no matter how we try to recover, we will miss the game." Jin Lingjiu rubbed his brows, and let out a laugh from his throat, "My Tanhualang is naturally the least Easy to deal with."

After all, it is the "couple" who have worshiped and married, and the one who knows Pei Zhe best is Jin Lingjiu.

Tan Hualang stayed in the palace for three hours, he went there before lunch and didn't leave the palace until evening.

When he came, he sat in the pony carriage of his own house, and when he left, the Imperial Forest Army opened the way, surrounded by mighty Pei Zhe.

So imposing.

A group of people walked through the downtown area of ​​the city. Just when Pei Zhe was about to arrange what the Imperial Forest Army should do, a high-pitched voice came from the teahouse and restaurant nearby: "It is about an old case more than ten years ago, involving many people. Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, innocent The young children... all died. The court has concealed it for many years, and the wronged souls are never forgotten.

"The right minister covers the sky with one hand, uses his power for personal gain, the sage is benevolent, unrighteous, weak and incompetent, so many loyal ministers and good generals in my dynasty died of conspiracy!" Quan, the details of the sage's inhumanity, let me listen to the old man's eloquence. "

There was an uproar.

When did storytellers dare to talk about government affairs, the Holy Majesty and ministers?

Pei Zhe was terrified all over, as if aware of something, he quickly raised his head.

However, a window was opened above the high tea house, and the heater on the window sill melted the sporadic snowflakes, and the sun that was about to set completely turned red, and the stimulant and hotness at noon faded away, revealing the gentle inside.

A slender figure appeared by the window, and the sunlight cast his outline on the plain white window paper. The edge of the figure was dotted with a layer of hazy golden light, making him soft and warm.

Jin Lingjiu looked down, the sharpness between his brows and eyes was mostly softened, and he could no longer suppress that outstanding and beautiful face.

Pei Zhe raised his head in a daze, saw Jin Lingjiu smiling slightly, and silently spit out a few words.