After a year, the emperor's body remained the same, with good and bad head winds. He is getting older and has been tossing for the past two years. He has drunk more medicine than tea. Recently, he has been forced to sit and govern. He is obviously old and his temples are white; even when the headwind does not strike, he is still in a bad mood. Depressed appearance.
The emperor's dragon body was a matter of sloppy nature. In addition to Lin Qingyu, Chu Zhengde and Lin Rushan also regularly ask the emperor for peace of mind. In the previous dynasty, a concubine bought an imperial physician and wanted to try to kill the emperor. The emperor would never trust any imperial physician. The prescriptions Lin Qingyu prescribes for him will be reviewed by the hospital first, and he will use it after confirming that it is OK.
The emperor is like this, and so is the prince. It is a pity that their bodies are not up to the point, and they have been raised so carefully, and there is still no major improvement.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Xi Rong brought a New Year greeting in General Eli Lilly’s Mansion. This time he was the only one. Xiao Jie already had the title of Prince. If he were to visit the General's Mansion as he did in the past, he wouldn't know how many Yushi officials would pay attention. Xiao Jie admired Gu Fuzhou and liked to see that beauty doctor. He wanted to come, but he would not let him come.
Lin Qingyu doesn't care about Xiao Jun, just come Xirong. This time, he again invited Xi Rong to drink tea at the same table, but Xi Rong did not refuse.
Lin Qingyu said, "Does Butler Xi still like the gift I gave to the prince?"
"If you don't like it, why would you come to the house to pay respects?"
Lin Qingyu said politely: "I thought Butler Xi was just here to pay a New Year's greetings."
"I'm very curious about how Madam made Nan'anhou and the Queen speak." Xi Rong took the tea cup, took a sip, and smiled, "It's really good tea."
"As long as the gift is delivered, why does Butler Xi care where the gift comes from?"
"I just want to know, can I think that the queen and Nan'anhou are both on the side of the prince?"
Xi Rong had already spoken clearly, but Lin Qingyu didn't answer the words, but said: "Steward Xi only needs to help the prince with all his heart, so that the prince can regain the sacred heart. The rest will have others to worry about."
Xi Rong knows who this "bystander" is. He could see that Lin Qingyu wanted to be the one who controlled the overall situation. He and Xiao Jie were undoubtedly just two chess pieces in his hand. After the event is over, no one knows whether the two pawns are abandoned or left.
Dealing with Lin Qingyu is tantamount to seeking a tiger's skin. But if he wants to achieve his goal, he has no other way.
What's more, who is a tiger is not always certain.
Xi Rongzhanyan smiled: "With Dr. Lin's words, the prince and I are relieved."
The two talked about the tea ceremony for a while, and Xi Rong got up and said goodbye. Before leaving, Xi Rong asked, "The general and his wife gave such a gift to the prince. I am afraid that the gift I brought today is far from enough. I don’t know if the general is asking for soldiers or power? Please tell me, the prince will be fine. Deliver on promises."
Lin Qingyu said: "Butler Xi, don't worry, General, he just wants to be a rich idler who dare not provoke anyone."
"What about you madam?"
"Me?" Lin Qingyu hadn't thought about this issue yet. He did so much, and a large part of it was out of self-protection. If Xiao Yan and the emperor had never coveted him, nor had they pressed Gu Fuzhou step by step, he would probably not have come this far.
After the incident, Gu Fuzhou can realize his dream of being a salted fish waiting to die, even if he really wants to be an eunuch. What about him, what does he want.
Thinking of the "Spring Banquet" on the first day of the new year, Lin Qingyu quickly got the answer. "I want to study medicine without any distractions; secondly, I want to accompany the general."
Rebellion is a serious crime to punish the Nine Clan. Gu Fuzhou and Lin Qingyu took such a big risk and took so much thought. Xi Rong originally thought they wanted half of the Xiao clan. In normal times, he would only think that Lin Qingyu was just using polite words to perfuse him. But when he saw the inadvertent warmth in Lin Qingyu's cold eyes, he was actually quite convinced.
Xi Rong doubted: "It's that simple?"
Lin Qingyu smiled lightly: "It's that simple."
When Xi Rong was sent away, Lin Qingyu called "Huan Tong", but it was Hua Dew who came to serve him. Lin Qingyu asked her to go to the kitchen to spread the word, and now she was beheading the lamb and sliced the lamb. At night, the general wanted to eat mutton in a copper pot. Gu Fuzhou gave a mouth before going to bed last night, and he took it down. Lamb is a great tonic, has the effect of nourishing the middle and nourishing energy, and is suitable for winter consumption.
Hualu answered "Yes", and Lin Qingyu asked casually, "Where is Huantong?"
Hualu said: "Huantong's wind and cold have worsened, and I have been resting in the house all day today."
Lin Qingyu frowned lightly between her eyebrows: "Since it is windy and cold, why don't you look at me."
"Who knows." Hualu shrugged, "He probably doesn't want to trouble Young Master."
Lin Qingyu found Huantong in the side house. The close servants like him live very close to the main house. Lin Qingyu didn't treat Huantong like other subordinates. There were many houses in the General's Mansion, and Huantong didn't have to live with other subordinates.
Lin Qingyu knocked on the door, heard "come in" and pushed in. Huantong was lying on the bed and saw that it was her young master who was coming. She was about to get up quickly, but she didn't know where the wound was involved. She twisted her face and wailed, "Young master."
"Don't move." Lin Qingyu walked to the bed, putting the back of her hand in front of Huantong's forehead to check for warmth, "It's not wind chill. What's wrong with you."
Huantong's face flushed red, and he stammered: "I accidentally fell and hurt."
"Then why do you say it's wind chill again." Lin Qingyu was indifferent, "have learned to lie to me?"
"I didn't!" Huantong knew that he couldn't hide it from the young master, and endured the pain, "It was when I was in the kitchen yesterday, I was accidentally kicked by a sheep..."
"Where did you kick it?"
Huantong looked down sadly. When Lin Qingyu understood it, she couldn't help but said, "Does it hurt?"
Huantong nodded: "It hurts so much, I thought I was going to die."
This is indeed an unbearable pain for ordinary men. "Take off your pants, let me see."
Huantong followed Lin Qingyu since he was a child, and it stands to reason that there is nothing to be shy about in front of him. But in the eyes of Huantong, the young master was like a fairy. He didn't want the young master to see the dirty things and hesitate to move. In the end, Lin Qingyu got cold face before he took off his pants.
Lin Qingyu pushed aside with a clean wooden stick and touched it a little. Huantong "hissed" in a cold breath, her legs trembling nonstop. He is really in pain.
Huantong was kicked hard by the sheep's hoof, and the wound was red and swollen, and medicine was necessary.
Lin Qingyu can see it as if it is still water. Sure enough, other people's bodies are nothing but flesh to him. Only Gu Fuzhou's body would make him bad.
"I'll look back and have someone give you medicine. After a few days, the swelling will disappear and it will be fine." Lin Qingyu looked out the window, "What time is it?"
Huantong said, "It should be almost time for Shenshi."
It was still too early for Gu Fuzhou to return to the house. Lin Qingyu thought for a while and ordered Yuan Yin to prepare a car. Yuan Yin asked: "Madam is going to the Imperial Medical Office?"
"No, I'm going to the barracks."
The military barracks in the capital are located ten miles from the outskirts of the city. Gu Fuzhou used his troops like a squad, but refused to go to the battlefield. The emperor asked him to train in the cavalry camp, which was regarded as making the best use of his resources.
It was the first time Lin Qingyu came to the barracks. As soon as he stepped out of the carriage, he felt a few sharp gazes towards him. A guard with a knife stopped him: "Who is coming?"
The groom said: "This is the general's wife."
"Madam?" The guard looked up and down Lin Qingyu. He heard that the general's wife was a beauty, and the man in front of him was indeed the word for beauty, and the carriage he was sitting in was also the carriage of the General's Mansion. The guards are well-trained. Even if they know that this person is the general's wife, they still follow the rules: "Please also ask your wife to perform facial recognition first."
"Face recognition?" Lin Qingyu asked strangely, "What is that."
"Oh, people who are familiar can enter, and those who are interviewed must first register before reporting to the general."
When Lin Qingyu registered, someone had passed it to Gu Fuzhou. As soon as he put down the pen, he heard a familiar voice: "Qingyu."
Gu Fuzhou in the barracks is completely different from Gu Fuzhou at home. His long hair is tied without a strand, and the silhouette is like an engraving, and his figure is tall and straight; when he strode towards him, the cloak Yang behind him was a dark red.
Gu Fuzhou stood still in front of Lin Qingyu and looked down at him: "Why come here suddenly."
Lin Qingyu knew that Gu Fuzhou had to put on a outfit in the military camp in Beijing. "I'm here to take the general back home."
If he was at home, Gu Fuzhou would have laughed so loudly that the corners of his mouth were flying, but he didn't react much at this time. There was a smile hidden in his eyes: "I have half an hour to go. You will come with me first. "
Lin Qingyu followed Gu Fuzhou in the barracks. His temperament is cold, but his appearance is bright and handsome. This kind of contrast can always give people an irresistible attraction, and he has a strong sense of presence no matter where he is. In the barracks, there are mostly five big and thick men. No one can see such a beauty on weekdays. Everyone wants to look at them more, but they are in awe of the general, and even their wife, and they keep their eyes tight.
Gu Fuzhou led Lin Qingyu into the account, and immediately after he waved away from the others, he was completely exposed, took Lin Qingyu's hand to sit down, and said with a smile: "What a good day is today? Doctor Lin actually came to pick me up from get off work. Could it be that he came to pick me up? Chagang?"
Lin Qingyu said, "Huantong was kicked by a sheep, I thought of you."
"Huh? Is there an inevitable relationship between the two?" Gu Fuzhou said strangely, "I haven't been kicked by a sheep."
Lin Qingyu smiled and said nothing. Looking around the account, he saw something alike in it, and asked: "What do you do here on weekdays."
"Feed the horse, lift the iron, sleep."
Lin Qingyu was clear: "In short, I just don't do business."
"You can't say that." Gu Fuzhou casually played with Lin Qingyu's fur collar on Diaoqiu, "I also made a great contribution to the iron cavalry camp."
"for example?"
"Encourage morale and be a beacon when the soldiers are depressed." Gu Fuzhou stood with his hands in his hands, with a serious expression, "Tell them that only by training harder, the emperor's dragon chair will sit more comfortably; only eat less. The military pay, the noble concubine’s headwear can be more gorgeous. The road is long and long. My Dayu man is not afraid of hardship or tiredness. I give myself a chance and Dayu a chance. A person’s life is like a white horse. The young and strong don’t work hard. Sad. Everyone wants to be lazy, but as long as you work hard, you will be able to overcome laziness one day. There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid that people who have a heart..."
"What I can't do is let others do it." Lin Qingyu is worthless for many soldiers who admire Gu Fuzhou, "a despicable stranger."
"No way, anyone who makes hot-blooded men like to listen to this." Gu Fuzhou said a lot, a little thirsty. There are no tea sets in the barracks, only water sacs. Gu Fuzhou opened the capsule and took a sip, and asked Lin Qingyu, "Do you want it?"
Lin Qingyu took the water sac, took out the veil and wiped the mouth of the sac. Just about to drink, the water sac was taken back by Gu Fuzhou.
Lin Qingyu looked at him suspiciously. Gu Fuzhou raised his head and took another sip, stuffed the water sac into Lin Qingyu's hand, and said, "Drink."
Lin Qingyu stared at the mouth of the capsule, bending her lips at an angle that Gu Fuzhou could not see: "I don't seem to be thirsty anymore."
"Doctor Lin is unwilling to even touch this general's mouth indirectly?" Gu Fuzhou sneered, "Why, I'm afraid of rotten lips."
Lin Qingyu nodded: "A little bit."
Gu Fuzhou laughed angrily, and for the first time showed a domineering side in front of Lin Qingyu: "Today you still have to drink this water for Lin Qingyu. Don't even want to leave if you don't drink it."
Lin Qingyu raised his eyelashes: "If I want to leave, the general still has to stop me?"
Gu Fuzhou raised his hand, and before Lin Qingyu could react, the tied hairpin was taken off by this person again. There were people from the iron cavalry camp outside, so Lin Qingyu naturally couldn't go out with a disheveled head.
The hairpin turned around between Gu Fuzhou's fingers and held it firmly in his palm: "If you drink it, I will pay you back."
Lin Qingyu looked at Gu Fuzhou: "Why do you like taking human hairpins so much—is it a habit you used to develop in your hometown?"
"It's a habit developed in you." Gu Fuzhou said coolly, "If you touch you elsewhere, I'm afraid you call me a disciple. Then I can only take advantage of your hair."
It's not just a habit formed in other girls. Lin Qingyu took the water bag, raised his head and took a sip, and asked, "Is it satisfied?" He didn't know the meaning of indirect touch.
Gu Fuzhou was satisfied, but not completely satisfied. He wanted to laugh without smiling, "Dr. Lin actually hates me."
Lin Qingyu comforted him: "I didn't dislike you, I was joking with you."
"real?"
"If I despise you, why would I still want you to sleep in my bed?"
Gu Fuzhou was convinced. He helped Lin Qingyu regain his hair: "Dr. Lin has learned to joke too." He asked deliberately, "Who did you learn from?"
Lin Qingyu didn't say the answer that Gu Fuzhou wanted to hear: "Naturally I learned from Huantong. Huantong always likes to talk and laugh, and the general doesn't know it."
Gu Fuzhou chuckled and said, "Why are you here to take your husband off from get off work? Doctor Lin, you want to kill your husband in the barracks."
When the hour came, the two went back home together. On the carriage, Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou talked about Xi Rong's visit. Gu Fuzhou concluded: "Nowadays, we have a queen in our harem, Nan'an Hou among the civil servants, and a lot of military commanders. Xi Rong and Xiao Jie are also on the ship. It can be said that everything is ready, and we only owe the east wind."
Lin Qingyu added: "The emperor has me by his side."
Gu Fuzhou understood Lin Qingyu's meaning and reminded him: "You are not the only doctor beside the emperor, and the others are not vegetarians."
Lin Qingyu said: "I want to move the emperor, so I can't do anything in the soup."
Gu Fuzhou recalled what Lin Qingyu had delved into during this period of time: "Do you want to use Gu?"
Lin Qingyu nodded: "Chu Zhengde only knows a thing or two about Gu. If you plant a strange Gu in the emperor's body, he might not be aware of it."
Gu Fuzhou thought about it for a while, and said, "I think the key lies in Xiao Wei."
"what for?"
"As long as Xiao Wei is not worthy to be the prince, even if you don't use Gu on the emperor, the emperor will abolish him."
The author has something to say: Indirect pro, Da Ba!
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"Today I want to do spiritual practice with Master" by Chi Ling
The Kunlun Sword Sect master Qi Shu is extremely talented and handsome, and he is the dream lover of the men and women monks in the cultivation world.
He has a secret.
He has a crush on his master.
—Gu Hanjiang, the first member of the Kunlun Sword Sect, has lived a long life, is cold and severe, and only loves his own major disciple.
Qi Shu respected the teacher and respected the Tao and hid his love for him for many years.
Until one day, he learned a secret.
His master is a rare body of the furnace ding. When crossing the catastrophe and ascending, he must double cultivation with others, otherwise he will be backlashed and confused.
When Qi Shu returned to the teacher's gate, he found that the master really had a bottleneck in his cultivation, and his cultivation base was hit hard.
Looking at the pale and handsome face of his master, Qi Shu felt pity: Master, my disciple can help you.
Gu Hanjiang: ... Seriously
Qi Shu: Disciples do what they say!
Later, Qi Shu realized that the body of the furnace cauldron was not limited to the bottom.
That's not what it says in the script! ! !
Since 1 for being an apprentice, I was attacked by x cold and forbearing beauty