In the study of the Hall of Central Harmony, the monarch is reviewing the mountains of memorials.
The monarch is a tyrant and a mad monarch, but he is not too slack in running the country diligently.
Zhang Dequan was not there, he went to the National Teacher's Hall, and beside him was Zhang Dequan's godson, also surnamed Zhang.
Xiao Zhangzi imitated his godfather's way of serving the monarch on weekdays, fanning when it's time to hit the fan, adding tea when it's time to add tea, and never talking too much.
However, just when Zhang Zi was in the middle of his fan, the monarch suddenly said in a deep voice, "Retreat!"
Xiao Zhangzi shivered with fright!
Your Majesty, what's the matter
Are you not serving yourself well
The monarch said coldly, "Call Zhang Dequan here!"
"Yes!"
"Wait!"
"His Majesty."
"never mind."
Which one is it
Forget it, go ahead, or forget it
Serving Your Majesty is really not a job that ordinary people can do. If his godfather is here, he will definitely understand what His Majesty means, but he does not understand!
The monarch does not know how many annoying little eunuchs have been killed, will he also end up with no bones left
Ouch, hey, I knew I wouldn't flatter my godfather, and I wouldn't beg for this errand!
"Your Majesty, Captain Guan asks to see you." Outside the door, a little eunuch reported.
"Come in." The monarch said, frowning at Xiao Zhangzi, "Fan."
Xiao Zhangzi was relieved, grabbed the fan and continued to fan the monarch.
Guan Duwei Wang Xu came to the palace to report the investigation to the monarch.
Wang Xu cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I went to the forest where they encountered assassins, but did not find any useful clues. The people from the Duwei Mansion were going to arrest the medicine boy for questioning, but they were arrested by the National Teacher Hall. People stopped."
The king snorted coldly and said, "Go to the National Teacher's Hall to get people, you are very courageous."
Wang Xu lowered his head: "This subordinate knows it's wrong."
Although the Duwei Mansion is His Majesty's confidant, in terms of the status of the imperial court, it is still inferior to the National Teacher's Hall.
There is nothing wrong with the drug boy to torture him, the fault is that he wants to be caught from the National Teacher Hall.
Where does this put the face of the National Teacher Hall
In fact, if the ex-wife was not waiting for the operation, the kid named Xiao Liulang should have been called to the Duwei Mansion to cooperate with the investigation.
"Continue to investigate." The king said.
"Yes!" Wang Xu cupped his hands, "I retire."
He is coming here now to try His Majesty's words, whether he can allow himself to take people from the National Teacher Hall.
It seems that the status of the National Teacher Hall in His Majesty's mind is still unshakable.
After Wang Xu left, the monarch continued to force himself to calm down and criticize Zhezi.
Suddenly, a little beanie was poking his head outside the door.
He seemed to want to come in, but was a little hesitant.
When the monarch came over, she shrank her little head back.
The king said indifferently: "I saw you, come in."
"Okay." The little princess climbed up the high threshold and jumped in.
She didn't go around the desk and come to the king's side to have fun as usual. She stood politely (heartedly) beautifully (virtually) across from the desk and wished that the king could never spank her little ass.
"Don't have class today?" the king asked.
"School is over already," said the little princess.
"Is something wrong?" the king asked.
"I..." The little princess matched her little finger, her eyes were rolling, "I want to go for a walk outside the palace."
The little princess didn't know about Shangguan Yan, no one would talk to a child about such a thing, and no one dared to chew any tongue in front of her.
Therefore, she did not know that the monarch had something on his mind.
The monarch's face is as stinky as ever, but he is so stinky when he has no worries, the little princess is used to it.
King: "Where do you want to go?"
Little County Master: "National Teacher's Hall."
King: "What are you going to do at the National Teacher's Hall?"
The little princess said with a guilty conscience: "Just, play."
She lost His Majesty's uncle's thrush. She heard that the National Teacher is omnipotent, so she wanted to ask him to help make an identical thrush so that she would not have to lie and say that she lent the thrush to her classmates. .
The grandmother of the little county master chirped: "Your Majesty, Uncle, why don't you take me there."
The monarch picked up a booklet: "I'm very busy."
The host of Xiaojun said wisely, "Let Eunuch Zhang take me there."
Little Zhang Zi was stunned.
The king said, "Zhang Dequan is not here."
Xiaojun advocates mouth.
The monarch blocked her retreat in a second: "No one else can."
The little princess closed his mouth.
The monarch thought that Xiaodouding would use her invincible cry to attack, but she didn't.
The little princess drooped her little head and lowered her little arms, and walked away very sadly.
King: "..."
Are you not struggling
…
National Teacher's Hall.
Zhang Dequan wandered in the corridor for some unknown number of times, and he felt that the soles of his shoes were all worn out.
He looked at the iron door held by the two dead men and said anxiously, "It's been over an hour, why haven't you come out yet? Could it be that the treatment is not going well?"
The back of his hand clapped his palm, "How can this be good? How can this be good?"
In the operating room, the operation is coming to an end, the pedicle screws have been driven into the spine, and the next step is to fix these screws with metal connecting rods.
Traditional surgery uses a large incision to completely expose the wound surface, and the connecting rod can be directly inserted into the slot of the pedicle screw.
But what Gu Jiao is doing is minimally invasive percutaneous, so she has to use a special rod inserter to insert it from the tail rod that covers the pedicle screw, and then traverse the slot hole of each nail.
This is a subcutaneous puncture, and the slot is so big that Gu Jiao's hand can't shake at all, otherwise, it will not be able to penetrate.
Master Guo Shi looked at Gu Jiao for a moment.
Fortunately, Gu Jiao's hand was extremely steady.
"Cap." Gu Jiao said.
The National Teacher handed the cap to Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao first tightened the cap on the side without the stick setter, then took out the stick setter on the other side, and lifted the cap on the other side.
Finally, remove the tail rod and suture the wound.
Gu Jiao took out the protein thread and sutured Shangguanyan intradermally, so that there was no need to remove the sutures, and the recovery would be more beautiful. The only thing was that it was more difficult than the external suture.
"You care about her very much." The National Teacher said.
"It's okay." Gu Jiao said.
While packing up the medical supplies with Gu Jiao, Master National Teacher asked, "How is your brother's recovery?"
Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows and said, "Not bad."
Gu Jiao said that she was her friend when she introduced it to Master Guo Shi, but Gu Yan had already called her sister during the operation, so Gu Jiao simply did not hide it.
Anyway, he knows too much, and it is not bad for this information.
After the operation was completed, Master Guo Shi called experienced disciples to come over, and sent the person to the wing with a stretcher car dedicated to the National Teacher Hall.
Gu Jiao: "Well, I can also make a stretcher."
The national teacher is not bad.
Zhang Dequan saw that Shangguanyan had been pushed out, so he rushed up and asked, "Is the ex-wife okay?"
Master Guo Shi glanced at Gu Jiao and said, "Thanks to Doctor Xiao, the operation was a success."
"Ah." Zhang Dequan looked at Gu Jiao in amazement. He really didn't expect this young man's medical skills to be so brilliant. He didn't understand the difficulty of the operation. He might be called a "doctor" by the national teacher. Xiao Liulang was the first. indivual.
"There is Dr. Xiao." Zhang Dequan also changed his words, "I will report your credit to the monarch."
Gu Jiao directly handed him a list.
Zhang Dequan was taken aback: "This is—"
Gu Jiao: "Diagnosis fee, medicine fee, let your monarch give it, no credit is allowed."
Zhang Dequan: "..."
Master Guo Shi still had to deal with the general affairs in the hall, so he left first, and before he left, let someone call Yu He over.
Gu Jiao carried a small medicine box into the house.
The other two disciples withdrew after placing Shangguan Yan on the bed.
Gu Jiao's operation was carried out directly from noon to the afternoon. The weather was a little hot, but fortunately, the room was well ventilated and the breeze was blowing. The scent of bamboo in the yard made it less dry.
Shangguan Yan used general anesthesia for the operation. The anesthesia has not yet dissipated, and she slept soundly.
There was her small backpack on the table, but Xiao Heng was not there.
"Huh? Where's your husband?" Gu Jiao put the small medicine box on the table.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Heng walked in with a medicine basket.
His expression was a little complicated.
Seeing Gu Jiao, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shangguan Yan on the bed: "How are you... how are you?"
It's not how Shangguan Yan is, but how you are.
It's not just about the one with the more serious injuries.
Gu Jiaoyun said lightly, "I'm fine, she's fine, and the operation was successful."
"Is it okay to remove the sutures in a few days?" Xiao Heng's impression was that the sutures must be removed during the operation, and they usually healed after the removal.
"No need to remove the sutures." Gu Jiao shook her head, "But the nails will be removed after half a year to a year, depending on how well she recovers."
"Nails?" Xiao Heng's pupils shrank.
Gu Jiao said, "Eight screws were placed in her spine."
Xiao Heng's eyes turned cold, and his big palm was tightly drawn into a fist.
In his mind flashed the back of her earnestly digging the watermelon, the look of holding the watermelon and handing it to him for fear of being rejected by him, and the hurt and loneliness flashing in her eyes when he didn't reach out to pick it up.
He didn't know she would become like this, he didn't know...
Gu Jiao gently pulled Xiao Heng's cold fingers: "She will get better."
Xiao Heng grabbed Gu Jiao's hand, as if he had caught the last trace of light and reason in the dark.
His mood gradually calmed down.
"Well, she'll be fine."
He put the medicine basket on the table.
The two of them did not separate their hands, looked at each other, and said at the same time, "Your feet—"
One was swollen and the other was scratched, which was not obvious earlier, but after standing for a long time, both feet swelled up high, almost opening their shoes.
"Let me see."
"Let me see."
The two spoke in unison again.
Gu Jiao curved the corners of her lips and said, "It's alright, I've wiped the medicine."
"I wiped it too." Xiao Heng said.
Having said that, the two still insisted on looking at each other's affected areas.
Although Gu Jiao's foot was terribly swollen, it was not serious. Xiao Heng's wound was deep. Gu Jiao gave him the medicine again and bandaged it again.
Gu Jiao put the gauze and scissors away.
Xiao Heng looked at her busy little figure and asked, "How did you get rid of Han Ye?"
Gu Jiao told about Gu Changqing's appearance: "...Unfortunately, Qi Xuan suddenly appeared and rescued Han Ye."
Otherwise, he will definitely die under Gu Changqing's sword.
Of course, Han Ye shouldn't be too happy. Gu Changqing cut off his two hamstrings with one sword. Even if he didn't die, he would be half a waste.
"By the way, what is this?" Gu Jiao sat down on the stool beside Xiao Heng, pointed to the medicine basket on the table and asked.
Xiao Heng said: "Ye Qing, the eldest disciple of the National Teacher's Hall, just came over and said that it was the medicine prepared by the National Teacher for you."
"Huh? I didn't ask him for herbs." Gu Jiao put the medicine basket on her lap and flipped through it, "I don't need any herbs, so I don't need them."
It seems that Ye Qing's delivery of medicine is fake, and the news to him is true.
Is it his own intention, or is it the instruction of the National Teacher
If it was instructed by the national teacher, why did the national teacher do this
He also specially let him see the portrait of the eldest grandson of the emperor.
If he is really just an ordinary medicine boy, the national teacher will not do this.
But he is obviously easy to understand, how did the national teacher recognize it
Could it be true as the folk rumors say, that this Great Yan national master knew astronomy and geography, and was able to fortune-telling and fortune-telling
dong dong dong.
There was a knock on the door.
"I'm Yu He, a disciple of the National Teacher's Hall, is Mr. Xiao there? I asked the kitchen to make some food and bring it to you."
Gu Jiao yawned: "Come in."
Yu Hemai stepped inside and put the food box on the table: "I'm right next door, Young Master Xiao can call me anytime if you have anything."
"Okay." Gu Jiao said.
Yu He looked at the two big men who were holding hands tightly, opened his mouth, turned around and walked out without saying anything.
Although it is a man, but... strangely matched.
Xiao Heng has no appetite.
But thinking that Gu Jiao hadn't eaten all day, he asked, "Are you hungry?"
Gu Jiao yawned again: "Well... it's okay."
Xiao Heng asked softly, "Are you tired?"
Gu Jiao sat up straight, her eyes as big as copper bells: "I'm not tired!"
Xiao Heng said: "Then eat something before going to sleep."
Gu Jiao: "Okay."
In the next second, Xiao Heng's shoulders sank, and Gu Jiao's little head was leaning down, and she fell asleep.
Xiao Heng felt distressed and heartbroken.
He put down the lid of the food box, supported Gu Jiao's head with his hands, stood up slowly, wrapped his arms around her back and knees, and gently carried her to the cot.
Her energy is as strong as Xiao Qingkong, she is rarely tired like this, she said it lightly, but the fight with Han Ye is bound to be not that simple.
Xiao Heng gently stroked her sleeve, and he really saw the hideous wound.
One, two, three.
She was standing on the operating table with her swollen feet and raised the scalpel with her bruised arms.
Xiao Heng's eyes were slightly warm, and his chest was bulging.
It was probably only at such times that he dared to reveal undisguised emotions in his eyes.
He stopped standing behind his back and watching the people around him get hurt one by one.
Since you can't stay out of the whirlpool, let the Han family, the crown prince... everyone who wants to trample on them... get involved together!
"How old is the eldest grandson?"
"nineteen."
"Do you know the exact birthday?"
"It seems to be the twelfth lunar month."
"So coincidentally, my birthday is also the twelfth lunar month, which is New Year's Eve."
Xiao Heng sat quietly at the table, looking at the portrait brought from the library.
Afterwards, he studied the ink, silently picked up the brush at hand, and dipped a drop of ink.
…
"His Majesty!"
A carriage stopped at the entrance of the National Master Hall, and the disciples of the National Master Hall hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
The monarch led the four-year-old little county master out of the carriage.
Zhang Dequan accompanied him.
The monarch pointed to the towering gate in front of him and said, "This is the National Teacher's Hall you are coming to."
The little princess: "Wow!"
The king hummed, "Wow, it's not as big as the imperial palace."
"That's still going to be wow!"
She is a ceremonial child.
After the monarch got off the carriage, he released the hand of the little princess and let Xiaodouding go by himself.
His stride was bigger than usual, and Xiaodouding had some difficulty chasing him.
The monarch went straight to the Qilin Hall.
As soon as they arrived at the door, they met the prince and his party.
A group of people means that there are the prince, the guards of the prince's mansion, and a few servants holding a brocade box.
The Duke of Ming did not come because he was banned by the monarch.
When the prince saw the monarch, he hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Father!"
The little princess greeted politely, "Cousin Prince."
The prince smiled happily and said, "Xiaoxue is also here."
The little princess nodded: "Well, I'm here to play!"
"What are you doing?" the king asked the prince.
The prince said, "I will visit the third sister when I return to the father and the emperor."
The king's face sank, and he said to the prince, "Who told you that she is still your sister?"
The crown prince hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Father, please calm down! My son made a slip of the tongue for a while, I hope Father's forgiveness."
"Humph." The monarch coldly entered the lobby of the Qilin Hall and walked towards the corridor on the right.
The prince respectfully followed the monarch, a little behind the monarch. As he walked, he said casually, "I just received the news that Han Ye... something happened to him."
The king said indifferently: "What can happen to him? He was still in the palace this morning."
The prince said calmly: "It happened after leaving the palace. On the way back to the palace, he was plotted against him and his feet were seriously injured. The assassin's whereabouts are still unknown—"
Before he finished speaking, the monarch pushed aside Shangguan Yan's quiet wing.
Several people saw a tall and clear figure sitting beside the bed.
Wearing a plain white long shirt with blue silk like ink, he picked a finger and fastened it with a white hairband behind his head.
The breeze blew, blowing his hairband and blue silk, slowly exuding a bookish quality like an ink painting, but it also faintly revealed a hint of royal dignity.
"Who are you?" the prince asked with a frown.
The other party stood up and turned around slowly.
An ominous premonition suddenly surged in the prince's heart.
Can't let him turn around! cannot!
Do not-
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Not only did he turn around, but he also revealed the face that was almost identical to the boy in the portrait.
Ruifeng eye, teardrop mole.
The nineteen-year-old handsome face had a clean youthful air.
The prince suddenly changed color!
The king stared blankly at Xiao Heng and walked towards him step by step.
(End of this chapter)