Iron Armored Emperor

After being awakened, Gu Lie gave a slight nod to the imperial physician, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

The imperial doctor's surname is Zhang. The old man is a skilled doctor. He is good at detoxifying trauma and is proficient in herbs. He is still energetic in his old age.It's a pity that he was suppressed in the Imperial Medical Bureau in his previous life, so he went home early to entertain his grandchildren.Later, the one who cured Gu Lie of his poppy addiction was the old man's disciple.

So Gu Lie returned to Jingzhou in this lifetime, quickly promoted Mr. Zhang, and let Mr. Zhang go out with Di Qiye.

"My lord, why do you need to thank me? It's my job." Zhang Lao smiled, "Not to mention the general's injury, I have the responsibility of neglecting to monitor."

Gu Lie said bluntly: "He did it on his own, and concealed his injuries, so what has he to do with Mr. Zhang."

As soon as Di Qiye woke up, there was a constant stabbing pain from the wound on his leg. It must have been treated again and the medicine was changed.Looking left and right, he realized that the place he was lying on was not quite right. Gu Lie was sitting sideways on the side of the bed, talking to the military doctor.

Hearing Gu Lie's words, Di Qiye didn't have to refute, but there was a big difference between teasing himself and being scolded for his own fault. He raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

Zhang Lao is very old and has never seen any scenes. He is not anxious or afraid when the lord is angry. Instead, he said with a smile: "My lord cares about the general so much, it is my great blessing."

Gu Lie didn't answer the question, he just said: "Mr. Zhang, it's late at night and the dew is heavy, you go back and rest, and come back at dawn."

The implication of this is that he guards the night for Di Qiye, and the Lord guards the night for his generals, which is unheard of.Mr. Zhang still had that smile on his face: "It's better to be respectful than obedient, my lord."

Old Zhang's figure disappeared behind the green gauze curtain before Gu Lie looked at the wounded patient on the bed.

This is simply the most worrying injury in the world.

Today when the Chu army came back from a great victory, Di Qiye, who had been passed down as the god of war by the people of Jingchu, passed out in public in the arms of the lord. Jiang Yang hurriedly called the army doctor for an investigation. It turned out that he had a fever due to an unhealed injury.

When he fell, few people remembered that he was tied back by Lu Yi in violation of military regulations, and they all remembered that the God of War fell into the arms of the lord because of his old wounds, and it became a good story in just a few short hours.

No one knew that Gu Lie was shocked and angry when he recalled the past, the arsenic dagger was vivid in his memory.Without even thinking about it, he and Di Qiye took the imperial chariot together and brought him back to the bedroom.

Di Qiye was unconscious from the fever, but he still remembered that he was returning from a march, so he refused to lie down and insisted on taking a bath.

He had to be allowed to go to the bathing pool in the back hall to take a bath, and when he came back after changing into clean clothes, Mr. Zhang lifted up his clothes for him to have a look, it was amazing.

Originally, Mr. Zhang speculated that Di Qiye went to the battlefield to fight after his wound scabbed over, and the wound opened again, so it was not easy to heal.In addition to marching in hot weather, wearing iron armor and riding horses every day, I am afraid that the wounds are inflamed, which will cause the fever.

Mr. Zhang's conjecture was not wrong at all. He was surprised that when Di Qiye took a bath, he thought the wound was not clean, so he washed the wound.

From the point of view of wound treatment, Di Qiye's move is not only right, but also a good thing, which is convenient for treatment.But in terms of common sense in the world, this is so painful that most people can't do it.

Gu Lie was going to rest in the side hall, but after seeing the injury, he sat down on the side of the bed, seemed extremely tired, closed his eyes and said to Zhang Lao: "He loves cleaning too much after leaving the battlefield, please take care of him."

Mr. Zhang knew the elegant meaning after hearing the stringed songs, and he was reasonable: "It's not unusual for my minister to see many injuries."

Then he didn't say much, he started to treat Di Qiye's wound, the wound turned red, and the faint fragrance gradually rose, Mr. Zhang didn't ask a word, as if he didn't smell it at all.

Gu Lie was skeptical about this incense in his previous life, and instead took the initiative to ask: "Where does this nightshade come from?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang moved his nose and took a deep breath, before answering: "I have never smelled any fragrance? Maybe it's the light fragrance from my lord's clothes."

Mr. Zhang's expression does not seem to be fake, but he can smell the fragrance lingering around, but Mr. Zhang who is proficient in medicinal herbs can't smell it. How is this possible?

Could it be Gu Lie's hallucination?

Gu Lie couldn't help smiling wryly, full of doubts, he leaned against the bedpost and fell asleep halfway until he was called by Mr. Zhang to remind Di Qiye to wake up.

Di Qiye was watched by Gu Lie, wondering why he didn't say a word, so he first asked: "Where is this?"

"The inner room of the dormitory," Gu Lie said concisely.

Di Qiye went to the front hall of the dormitory on the night of worshiping his ancestors, but never entered the inner room. He never thought that the bedroom of the king of Chu would be such a place. Whether it is deep purple or dark black, they are arranged in a neat and orderly manner.

This inner room, at best, is atmospheric and clean, at worst, it is empty and deserted. The only good thing is that there is no way to hide the assassin.Living in this kind of place is not an old monk, but also suspicious.

Di Qiye couldn't help teasing: "My lord seems to be a master of Taoism."

Gu Lie's eyes fell on the wooden box in the corner of the wooden case, and he laughed when he heard the sound: "Di Qiye, it's not me who doesn't touch the mundane world."

Di Qiye suspected that he was speaking ill of himself, but Gu Lie didn't explain, Di Qiye couldn't figure out what he was alluding to.

In the previous life, with Gu Lie's words of wisdom, the descendants of the Gu family in Zhongzhou competed thrillingly for the crown. Gu Lie watched coldly. From time to time, some children would show off their cuteness, imitate Di Qiye, and when they came back from errands, they would specially bring Gu Lie a piece or two of unique local customs.

Gu Lie was unmoved, and later, he simply banned it.

It was unexpected to receive this box of spring silkworms in this life, because in his previous life, Di Qiye ran out to wander after the Great Chu established the kingdom. When he was fighting for hegemony, he hadn't developed the habit of buying rare things as gifts for Gu Lie.

But when you think about it, it makes sense.

Di Qiye said in his previous life that he "has no interest in life", and when he was dying, he asked Gu Lie to "learn to find something interesting to do".In this life, Gu Lie took the initiative to approach, but Di Qiye, who was still unprepared, saw through at a glance that the laughing and cursing were all a play, neither happy nor sad.

Di Qiye probably wanted to give him some joy in life by giving him these things in his past and present lives.

But there is nothing more ridiculous in the world than this——

A person who doesn't mind dying after fulfilling his dream is trying to heal another person's heart disease.

And he can see through another's heart disease, not because he is a doctor who is proficient in medical skills.

because they have similar symptoms.

He just got sick earlier than Gu Lie, perhaps, he was also sicker.

Gu Lie suddenly asked, his voice was pleasant, clear and bright, and his tone slowed down at the moment, which made people feel at ease, "Do you want to see that spring silkworm? It's cocooned."

Di Qiye's eyes brightened slightly.

In the corner of the wooden box was a snow-white oval cocoon with a few strands of silk wrapped around it. When Di Qiye took it out, he felt a bit rough to the touch, like dungaree.

Di Qiye recalled that day when he was bound by Lu Yi all the way back to Jing, and he was riding a horse, his eyes turned black, thinking that this might be called self-binding.

It turns out that the cocoon looks like this.

Much better looking than silkworms.

"By the way," Gu Lie said suddenly, "You don't have an order to mobilize troops, and this king won't punish you, so it's hard to convince the crowd. Anyway, your leg injury hasn't healed yet, so I'll punish you not to fight for three months, and not to leave the palace. "

Hearing the bad news suddenly, Di Qiye frowned dissatisfiedly: "I can recover from my injury in a month."

"Alright," Gu Lie nodded, "There are two months left, enough for you to familiarize yourself with military regulations."

Di Qiye also tried to negotiate conditions: "I conquered Qingzhou in less than two months. If you punish me not to fight, it will damage the hegemony of the Great Chu. Why lose the big because of small things? It's better to punish my salary."

Gu Lie asked back: "Do you know how much salary you have?"

Di Qiye was very generous: "No matter how much, I don't care."

Gu Lie smiled.

Gu Lie lightly moved the snow-white cocoon in Di Qiye's palm, and said to Di Qiye in detail: "A high-grade silk garment, like the one on yours, needs tens of thousands of silk reeled from silkworm cocoons to be woven. Jing Chu During the four years under my rule, prices were more stable than during the war. This silk garment was made in the palace, and if it was sold, it would cost at least 50 taels of silver, which is enough to cover the expenses of a large family for a year."

"It's been less than five months since you worshiped the general at the Fengtai Terrace. I gave you a lot of rewards during the obeisance to the general. However, because of your lack of military achievements, I didn't set a salary for you in order to avoid criticism. .It wasn’t until you settled Qingzhou in three battles, and all the generals were convinced, that you made the decision according to the standards of Chu and Gu’s retainers.”

Gu Lie finally got to the point: "You've got everything you need, you can only receive one month's salary now."

"Not enough to buy this silk dress."

Di Qiye was not stupid after all.

The lord is angry.

It's not easy to fool that.

"My lord," in order to be able to go out to fight, Di Qiye seemed to be sincere, lying on the bed and bowed to Gu Lie, "I will know my mistake in the end."

Gu Lie was very calm: "Oh? Then tell me, where are you going wrong."

His calm tone made Di Qiye feel bad. It felt like he had just scored the highest score in the simulated battlefield, and suddenly there was a network error, and he was directly sent from the ancient plain to the big swamp. It can only be swallowed slowly.

This may be a Taoist proposition.

Di Qiye has never been afraid of difficult problems, it only depends on whether he is willing to solve them.He quickly thought about all kinds of things just now, trying to find clues, and tried his best to find the best answer that could satisfy Gu Lie without embarrassing himself.

Gu Lie suddenly asked: "Why does your blood have a fragrance?"

"how do you smell"

Before he could say the last two words, Di Qizhi's heart trembled, and he couldn't relax anymore.

"So," Gu Lie calmly speculated, "People other than you should not be able to smell it."

"Then why can I smell it?"

Di Qiye gritted his teeth secretly, he also wanted to know why Gu Lie could hear it?

The author has something to say: *Gu Lie: Hit a snake and hit seven inches

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