A foolish king has a disease, a male concubine has medicine

Zhong Linghuai waited for Lin Chi's shallow and steady breathing. He thought it would be extremely difficult to fall asleep in this position, but in retrospect, he didn't sleep well that night.

Only when he was drunk did he know how strong the wine was, Zhong Linghuai now understood why those old men and women in the ward wished that they had some moderate illnesses.

The treatment of patients is indeed different from the usual ones. Today’s clothes are worn by King Yuan himself, today’s facial wipes are washed by King Yuan himself, and today’s breakfast is also fed by King Yuan himself. .

Lin Chi held the medicine bowl full of bitterness and heat in both hands. Zhong Linghuai felt that he could take the medicine by himself, and drink the medicine one mouthful at a time. How long would it take to be bitter? do it yourself."

"No, your hand is injured. This king is your husband. Naturally, I have to be careful with you. Come on, open your mouth." Lin Chi scooped up a small spoonful of brown decoction, blew it cool, and then handed it to Zhong Linghuai's mouth. "Open your mouth."

Zhong Linghuai opened his mouth and drank it. The medicine was as bitter as imagined.

Throwing the spoon into the bowl, "Don't feed me, drink it yourself." The medicine bowl was pushed aside, and he lay down on the table, his voice aggrieved, "I said last night that I won't let others bully me, today I will drink it." Don't wait to see this king, frowning like the nuns in the palace."

Zhong Linghuai tapped his head with the back of his hand, he had to swallow what he said, "Hey, I will definitely not frown again."

"You can feed it however you want, you won't blame me?"

"Well, I don't blame you." Blame me, blame me for saying such a word yesterday. Although it was sincere, I still wanted to kill myself.

"Well, that's what you said, you can't blame me." He raised his head happily, the corners of his lips curled up, and his face was extraordinary. He was the most beautiful man in Shanghuai, but Zhong Linghuai was stunned again.

The decoction in the medicine bowl was just right, neither hot nor cold, he swallowed the decoction in the bowl in one gulp, pressed on Zhong Linghuai's lips, and passed the medicine over.

Zhong Linghuai's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the decoction entered Zhong Linghuai's stomach, and a small half of the decoction also entered Zhong Linghuai's stomach in this way. "Drink water later, the old man said, it's not good to eat something sweet after drinking the soup, and you can't drink water."

"Well, let's go to Yingyue Tower. I saw yesterday that you are not interested in the Four Books and Five Classics, so let's learn some art of war today."

In the Yingyue Building, a two-inch-wide horizontal table was placed between the two kneeling people, on top of which a paperweight was pressed on top of the rice paper, and Lin Chishuang held a wolf hair and looked at Zhong Linghuai.

"Track Two: It is better to share the enemy than to divide the enemy, and the enemy's yang is not as good as the enemy's yin." Zhong Linghuai saw that the words had been written on the paper, and immediately asked, "Do you know what it means?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Zhong Linghuai was not annoyed, and called Chonghe in from outside the door, "With Chonghe's martial arts, I can knock down a me who can't kung fu in five breaths. I won't do it with you. Let me stand up and the odds are good." .”

"There is absolutely no such possibility." Chonghe said with lowered eyes.

"Really, it's better for young people not to be too confident." He patted Chonghe on the shoulder and took ten steps back, "Chi Shuang, stand in the corner and don't be accidentally injured. When Chi Shuang turned around , you come over and put me down."

Seeing Chonghe soaring into the sky, Zhong Linghuai pursed his lips and smiled, and the things in his sleeve flew out, a machete and a dagger, flying in the direction of Lin Chishuang.The dagger was knocked down, but the scimitar avoided Chonghe's block. Chonghe could only turn around and catch the scimitar. Chonghe blocked the flash of light in Lin Chi's eyes behind him.

"Five breaths are here. Chonghe, although you lost, you won beautifully. The dagger and scimitar will not stab Chi Shuang, but you subconsciously put Chi Shuang first. Chi Shuang has you to protect him. It's also his blessing, you go out, does Chi Shuang understand that sentence now?"

Zhong Linghuai has always thought that explaining this kind of thing has always been powerless and boring. The literal meaning, this Shanghuai, but anyone with a rich family will not be illiterate. The superficial meaning is similar to the current vernacular when ordinary people understand it. The deep meaning is obscure.

"understood."

"Nowadays, Dongyue, Xihan and Shanghuai are three kingdoms, and the people of Xihan are aggressive. The military strength of Dongyue and Huai is naturally not as strong as that of Xihan. The elite soldiers and strong generals are all in Dongyue, and the rear must be empty, and Xihan's sky is dry, and the food and grass are not as good as people. At this time, it is natural to go around behind Xihan and burn his food. This not only relieves the danger of Dongyue, but also severely injures Save Xihan, and keep me safe in Shanghuai." In the current situation, a three-legged confrontation is the best arrangement. If Dongyue is destroyed, Xihan's next goal must be Shanghuai.

"Let's learn this strategy today, and if there is a chance in the future, I will teach you other strategies." Zhong Linghuai took out a book of war prepared by Chonghe from the case he had settled accounts, and asked him to read it by himself.

I continued to settle accounts, and after the previous two days of hard work, the speed of this account has been much faster.I patted the old ledger on the table, and estimated that it would be finished in about two days.

The light by the window is always brighter, it is autumn, and even the wind is stronger, the pages of the account book are kept turning, Zhong Linghuai stops every time he calculates, and presses it again with a paperweight.

"Come on, my lord. That soldier's writing is not as interesting as what you said. I don't want to read it." When the words fell, his slender hands firmly pressed the sides of the paper.

Zhong Linghuai looked at Lin Chishuang next to him, and thought of the scene where he was a tutor, but fortunately, Lin Chishuang learned from others in order to become a marquis and worship minister. I flipped through it roughly for teaching before, it was really boring.

"Why does Linghuai calculate so quickly?" Lin Chishuang has also seen other people do the calculations. The accountant always uses the abacus to do the calculations, but Zhong Linghuai didn't use the abacus at all. He just meditated for a while, and the result came out. "Much stronger than Zhonghe."

Chonghe, who didn't know how to dial the abacus at all, was sold by his master again.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you, but this is what I got in a dream. Later, I took nine chapters of arithmetic and deduced it. It was indeed correct, so I used it." Zhong Linghuai did not dare to say anything. Fortunately, Zhong Weiqing is a civil servant, and there are so many books in his family. No one cares about whether there are books such as counting. As for dreaming, he did not create this thing, it can only be attributed to dreaming up.

After a battle between Zhong Linghuai and Tianren, he still did not dare to teach modern numbers, so he still wrote the numbers in traditional characters and started teaching his multiplication tables.

After giving Lin Chishuang a multiplication table, he began to calculate in his heart again. After calculating too much, many numbers were blurted out, so he continued to calculate.

"My lord, my concubine, it's time to enter the palace," Zhong He said when Zhong Linghuai responded to his knock on the door, standing upright outside the door, his eyes as calm as water.

"Got it."

He took Lin Chishuang to Fanlianju to change into two suitable palace clothes, and then got into the carriage of Prince Yuan's Mansion. On the bottom of the carriage, there were several layers of soft fur blankets. What did Zhong Linghuai think of this move? Satisfied, she lightly raised her eyebrows.