During the days when Bai Shiqi was recovering from his injuries, Zhao Wu Jiu's secret letter was quickly sent to the capital, and within a month, it was delivered to Jin Shang's imperial case.
Before that, the news of the death of Yu Ang, the doctor of the imperial censor, was sent back to Beijing, and today was furious, and another official was sent to Lianghuai to investigate the salt road.
The officials who inspected the Lianghuai Salt Road left the capital on the front foot, and the secret letter from the King of Zhou arrived in the middle of the capital on the back foot.
Today, after I opened the ensemble and read it, my heart was heavy, and I had a deeper understanding of the filth and decay of the Lianghuai Salt Road.
He urgently summoned the prince to discuss the matter: "If it weren't for the accident, Yu Ang would have died at the bottom of the river. The two Huaiwei gangs are so rampant, how can they know that they are not collaborating with the local guards? Please investigate the Lianghuai guards. So, what does the prince think about assisting Yu Ang in investigating the Lianghuai Salt Road?"
The prince and Zhou Wang’s mother and compatriot are five-pointed in appearance, but he lives in Kyoto for a long time. His face is more elegant and noble, and his actions are gentle and calm.
"Second brother's leg disease is better? He wants to check the Lianghuai guardhouse by himself, can he bear it? The whole Jianghuai knows that Yu Ang is dead, and the new imperial commissioner has left the capital, or... Zhao Yu Ang back to Beijing?"
Yu Ang's image to the outside world has always been upright, and before he reached Lianghuai, the officials in Yandao panicked and planned to remove him.
If he stays in Lianghuai and continues to investigate the salt road, after the arrival of the new imperial commissioner, who will be the master and who will be the auxiliary
"Since Yu Ang is not dead, and because of his temperament, he must fight with the officials of the Yandao. It is better for him to stay in Lianghuai. As for who to listen to at that time... Isn't Wu blame right in Lianghuai?"
"Imperial Father's meaning... Let Wu Jiu make the decision?"
There was a turmoil in Beijing because of a secret letter. The emperor sent someone to make another appointment. Zhao Wu Jiu, who was far away in Baoying, didn't know the result, and he wanted to take root in the seventeenth room of Bai every day.
Zhu Shoumei and Zhao Wujiu came to Bo Shiqi's room to report every day, the client Bo Shiqi simply pretended to be asleep, pulled down the bed tent and hid under the covers, staring at his wounds, all the bones in his body would be scattered. rack.
Zhu Shoumei is very patient. In addition to decoction, she also makes some medicated meals to speed up the recovery of the wound, and brings it to the bed to feed herself.
Bai Shiqi: "I didn't hurt my hand." After taking the soup cup, he smelled a medicinal smell, and his stomach refused to accept it.
Zhu Shoumei said angrily, "Don't worry, the poison won't kill you!" He has always been unable to be submissive in front of Bo Shiqi. The temperature of others is also greatly reduced.
Zhao Wu Jiu’s face is much thicker, he can neither decoct medicine nor make medicated meals, he doesn’t care much about the wealthy and powerful Bo Shiqi, he can only spend time doing rehabilitation in Bo Shiqi’s room every day. Or Shu Changfeng gave a trick: "How soft-hearted a woman is, Your Highness might as well show weakness, maybe it will make Young Master Bai feel sorry for His Highness?"
Zhao Wu Jiu: "Is Seventeen an ordinary woman?"
Zhao Ziheng drifted past: "Seventeen is a man among women!" He is a man among men!
Shu Changfeng was speechless.
Zhao Wu Jiu couldn't say enough to agree with Shu Changfeng's strategy, but it was implemented very smoothly due to the situation.
For example, he is in the rehabilitation period, and his walking is limping. It is not as good as a baby's toddler, and it is not as flexible as a child's legs. After visually measuring the distance, he got up and moved to her side step by step, about ten steps away from Bai Shiqi's bed. The five or six steps are already shaky, and the mouth is still shouting: "Seventeen be careful, get out of the way and be careful to hit you!"
Bai Shiqi said in his heart: Are you a cannonball
Seeing his long body smashing towards him, he didn't care about the injury and reached out to help him in a hurry. The socialist good young people help the old and the disabled are engraved in their bones, and it is not popular to touch porcelain here, so they are not afraid of falling. The fallen masses were falsely called to court.
Zhu Shoumei exclaimed: "Seventeen be careful!" She rushed over to help Zhao Wujiu.
Zhao Wu Jiu controlled it just right, he fell directly on Bai Shiqi's bed, and was quite annoyed: "I'm sorry, my legs... are still out of control now." He beat his own legs with a bitter face. , Zhu Shoumei almost broke her stomach: You just pretend!
-Can't you walk a dozen steps a few days ago? !
He was aloof by nature and disdain to make small reports, but in the end he was so angry that he still stabbed Zhao Wu Jiu: "Didn't Master Zhao say that his symptoms have been greatly relieved a few days ago?"
Zhao Wu Jiu lied without changing his face, "Perhaps I have practiced a little more a few days ago, and my leg injury can't walk much, but the pain is so severe these few days, why don't Doctor Zhu take a look at it for me?"
His injury is in the bone, everything is based on the patient's feelings, and then the pulse is diagnosed. If he says that the pain is severe, the doctor can't conclude that he is pretending. Maybe it is really painful
Zhu Shoumei's face turned red, and she cursed him for being insidious and cunning, but she couldn't accuse him of being full of lies.
When he returned that day, Zhao Wu Jiu patted Shu Changfeng on the shoulder and said, “I really didn’t expect this trick to work so well.” Although Bai Shiqi is not an ordinary woman, she looks stubborn and has a rebellious temperament, but in essence there is a With a heart of pity for the old and the disabled, seeing that he fell over and didn't care about the danger of his own wounds cracking to help others, he asked a few questions with concern.
Zhao Ziheng pierced through his cousin's fantasy with a wooden face: "Whether it was me or Zhu Shoumei who was injured and fell like a cousin, Seventeen would care, she is such a person." You are too happy!
Zhao Wu Jiu is like petrification.
The truth is always difficult to accept, especially when it comes to Bai Shiqi's unpredictable heart, which makes it impossible to start.
Bai Zhenting and his wife are like assessors, they always come to Bai's seventeenth room four or five times a day. The two of them have four eyes and can't wait to pick out a lot of faults in the young man.
The Su family is still generous, but Bai Zhenting is very picky, and every time he comes back, he always has many questions: "...If these two people can be neutralized, Zhu Shoumei is not very good, and Qiu Yunping is not as weak. When they quarreled together, he could make Seventeen unable to get out of bed with a single pair of medicines; Zhao... His status is too high, if there is a dispute between the two in the future, the Seventeen in our family may not be able to beat him. Seventeen It's just a small fight, this one... but he was killed with real swords and guns on the battlefield, and I don't know how many lives were on his hands."
Bai Gang thought about it, worried, and finally found that Qiu Yunping had no power to tie the chicken, and he was relying on Bai Shiqi to survive.
Su Shi said angrily, "You can't wait for seventeen?"
Bai Zhenting told the truth: "One of my fathers is often angry with one Buddha who was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. I don't know how many conflicts there are between husband and wife. If I don't think about it sooner, I'm just like Seventeen's bad temper. Do I still expect her to endure it? Can't make it?"
In other words, Bai Shiqi couldn't even bear the temper of his own father, so did he expect her to bear with men
I'm afraid there is no word "forbearance" in her dictionary.
Su Shi sighed: "It's not that you are used to being fearless since you were a child, do you regret it now?"
Bai Tingting: "How can a child born by Lao Tzu be bullied by others? Instead of letting her swallow her voice for the rest of her life, it's better to be happy and grudge!" I was not afraid, I would rather have my head broken than kneel down and admit my mistake.
Bai Shiqi didn't understand his father's worries, so he got up from the bed and took a few steps, then wrapped in thick sweaters and went for a walk in the yard. He also tried to practice his fists and feet, but Zhu Shoumei stopped him: "Don't betray yourself. Well, the wounds are still tossing before they heal."
Zhao Wu Jiu followed behind her in a wheelchair, got up and walked a few steps before shouting that he was tired, staggeringly stretched out his hand to Bai Shiqi: "Will you take a break?"
Bai Shiqi forgot that he was injured, and stretched out his hand to help him. He stretched out an arm from the slanting thorn to support him with a smile: "Since Zhao Duozhu is tired, why don't I take you back to your room to rest?" Zhu Shoumei said.
Bai Shiqi: "Hurry back and rest, you don't have to come to see me."
Zhao Wu Jiu: “…”
Zhu Shoumei sent him back to the wheelchair, and Shu Changfeng did it for him, pushing Zhao Wujiu back to his room to rest.
Bai Shiqi snickered as he watched him leave, and was caught by Zhu Shoumei: "...Are you very happy watching the two of us fight every day?"