Although the Seventh Prince was paralyzed, he did not become a crippled person. He took care of all the daily chores by himself, including bathing and dressing, and so he had developed a pair of extremely strong arms. Youshu watched him climb out of the tub with mixed feelings, slowly wiped his unconscious legs, and then ordered the eunuch to come in and pour water.
"Does my appearance look terrible?" He pointed to his extremely pale and thin legs, which were showing signs of shrinking, and pretended to be relaxed.
Youshu squatted beside the screen to look at him, and when she heard this, she quickly shook her head and let out a very dull low hum. How can you feel terrible? It's too late to feel sad.
"Is this about to cry?" The seventh prince took the puppy into his arms, rubbed its furry head with his cheek, and pressed the tip of his nose against the tip of its wet nose, comforting, "Don't be sad, everything will be fine. of."
Youshu hooted twice, and a front paw seemed to be inadvertently placed on the master's wrist, secretly checking his pulse. It has been many years since he was poisoned. Judging from the pulse, his body is very weak, and a cold wind may kill him. But Youshu didn't know what kind of poison he was in, so there was no way to formulate a corresponding antidote, and the general antidote was not very effective, it could only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. The more important question is, how should a dog dispense, prescribe, and boil medicine? With these four fat short claws? You Shu opened her dog's claws and stared at the pink, plump mat, feeling that she was unlovable.
The Seventh Prince loved its little paws so much, he kneaded it a few times, put it on his lips and kissed it again.
Seriously, thinking about something! You Shu stepped on him with his legs, but what he got was a series of low smiles.
"It's been a long time since I heard the emperor smile so happily." Concubine Hui slowly entered the hall, breaking the warm and happy atmosphere between the main pets.
The seventh prince's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes dimmed for a moment. He felt that the little guy in his palm became stiff, and then his hair froze. He quickly covered its small mouth and patted its butt. You Shu wouldn't hide her emotions in the first place, and she would show it immediately on the face of someone she hated. After she became a dog, her love and hatred became more and more distinct, and she wished she could rush over and bite Concubine Hui. But he knew that the master was keeping a low profile, so he turned his back and pointed his butt to the other side, so that he could not see.
Concubine Hui did not notice the turbulent undercurrent of the two main pets, she sat next to her son, gently stroked the hair on the back of his head, and sighed, "The concubine just now asked you to give the puppy to the eighth, not because the concubine is partial. , but I think that you don't like cats and dogs, and because of your father's love for his son, it's hard to refuse. But now it seems that the mother and concubine are wrong, and you and the puppy are very close. , became a lot happier, and the mother-in-law was relieved. Don't think too much, the mother-in-law hurts you the most. This summer, the mother-in-law will go to Zhenguo Temple for a month of meditation as usual, and pray for you, I hope Buddha can manifest and make you stand up again."
Concubine Hui is like this. She doesn't want to make any effort to give a sweet date with a stick, and she wants others to remember her well. In fact, where is her so-called retreat to pray for herself? It was just to please the queen mother who believed in Buddhism. It is precisely because of her "mother-heartedness" and "devotional belief" that the queen mother admired her and gave her the power of the palace. Instead, the queen became a decoration. Once he figured it out, the seventh prince also fully understood that he used to feel sad and sad for Concubine Hui's cold treatment, but now he is more saddened than death.
He smiled lightly and acted likewise, "How can Erchen blame you for what the concubine said Going west is miserable..."
"What are you talking about? It's all a family, how can you use the word 'drag'? As long as you get better, the mother concubine is willing to lose ten years of life." Concubine Hui took her son into her arms, her voice mourning. The few big palace maids next to her also had red eyes and burst into tears.
The seventh prince felt that he was not being hugged by his mother, but a poisonous snake wrapped around his body, which was cold and sticky to the touch, disgusting. After finally sending the other party away, he immediately took off his outer robe and wiped his cheeks, neck, hands, etc. with a handkerchief, obviously disgusted. Youshu stood on his knees, barked in the direction that Concubine Hui left, and then spat in a very humane way.
"Where did you learn this movement?" The seventh prince immediately forgot the uncomfortable feeling and asked with raised eyebrows.
With Otai, your fourth prisoner. Some Shu Wangwang called twice.
"Although it's a bit vulgar, it's very cute." The seventh prince was amused by it, and he forgot all those bad things in a blink of an eye. The two main pets climbed into the bed, played with each other for a while, then hugged each other and fell asleep.
The next day, the seventh prince hid his clothes at the bottom of the bookcase, ready to take them to the study. All his things are done by himself. The eunuch and the maid only need to deliver the food and pour the hot water. The work is very easy. There was Shu lying on the table, with his head buried in the porcelain bowl, and he was nibbling on dog food with a strange taste, with a look of hopelessness on his face. He glanced at his master secretly, and when he saw that he was drinking porridge, he stretched out a front paw and touched the xiaolongbao.
"How many times have I said, you can't eat this thing." The seventh prince pinched his little paw at the last moment when he was about to succeed.
You must be doing this on purpose! I can't eat, you put me aside, why put me on the dining table? I am human and I can eat anything! Some Shu yelled at the master, and gnawed at his finger with his sharp little deciduous teeth. The Seventh Prince's heart collapsed with laughter, but he didn't show it on his face at all. He scratched his fat and short chin and reassured him, "Be good, don't make trouble."
Give me a bite, please? Just one bite? You Shu tilted her head and stared at the master with wet black eyes, her expression extremely pitiful. Unable to bear the staring at it's cute eyes, the seventh prince had to raise a hand to cover his face, so as not to be tempted, but the tips of his ears slowly turned red.
When Yu Shu saw this, his eyes became more and more wet. He blocked the left side and went around to the right, continued to stare, blocked the right side and circled to the left, in short, he refused to give up. The seventh prince raised both hands, covering his face and moaning softly. God, having a pet who is too spoiled is a sweet burden. Give it to it, worry about it getting sick, don't give it to it, and pity it deeply in my heart.
"Xiao Shunzi, Xiao Shunzi!" The seventh prince finally gave in, called the little eunuch who was waiting outside the hall, and ordered, "You Shu likes to eat vegetables, you don't need to prepare these dog food from now on, just cook some for him. A dish that suits it, the richer the better, and the regulations are the same as in this palace."
The little eunuch was overjoyed and answered yes. After he retreated, Youshu let out two cheers, then threw himself on the master's face and smeared saliva, licking away the gravy that was stained on the corner of his mouth. The Seventh Prince was angry and funny, and his whole body became hot from his licking, so he quickly pushed him into his arms and gave him a light spanking twice.
After eating, the main pets go to the cubicle to solve their physiological problems. The seventh prince could use the Gong bucket and the chamber pot by himself, and he didn't need others to serve him. He fastened his belt and stared at You Shu, who was squatting on the small Gong bucket, his eyes full of interest. You Shu has already poked her butt up, but she couldn't wait for her master to avoid it for a long time.
He barked twice, and seeing that the other party didn't respond, he raised his front paws and made a shooing action.
"You pull it, I'll watch from the side." The Seventh Prince held back his smile.
Some Shu's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.
"What are you doing?" The seventh prince's voice was a little weird.
Youshu ignored him and put the handkerchief on his head to form a small tent. With the cover of the tent, the physical problem was finally solved, and then he sat on the handkerchief and rubbed his butt. This thing has palace maids to wash it anyway, and it's disgusting to disgust them.
Seeing You Shu running away with a wrinkled nose, the seventh prince finally laughed out loud. He thanked God countless times for sending You Shu to his side at such a desperate and difficult time. Without Shu's company, he didn't know if he would still be able to laugh now, and if he could still face everyone in Shuangxue Palace and Ganquan Palace with a calm and indifferent attitude. Maybe he will set a fire and burn all sins away.
Youshu stopped as soon as he ran to the edge of the steps, turned left and turned right but did not dare to go down. The steps are five or six meters high in total, and at first glance, they look like cliffs. He had to squat on the ground, waiting for the master whose bad taste did not diminish at all.
Just at this moment, an old white-bearded ghost floated by and said in amazement, "Little Housheng, why did you fall into the sorcery of creating animals?"
"You can tell I'm human?" Youshu was overjoyed.
"The old man has been dead for five or six hundred years, and I haven't seen any monsters and ghosts. Little Mistress, what are you doing in the palace? Go out and find the spellcaster to help you decipher it." , and can communicate with himself, the old ghost is equally happy and kindly reminded.
"Since she made it clear that she harmed me, how could she be willing to crack it for me? Old man, do you know how to crack it?"
"It's very simple, just drink the blood of the caster." The old ghost finally met a chat partner, so he didn't plan to go anywhere else, and followed Youshu step by step. He saw Shu was held in his arms by the Seventh Prince, rubbing and kissing there, so he suddenly said, "I'd rather be a dog of a rich family than a poor family, no wonder you are not in a hurry to restore your body, it turns out that you are greedy. Peace and comfort in the palace. You are lucky enough to become a Zang-sleeved dog instead of an animal if you got the art of making animals. Otherwise, you would have been sold to the countryside for ploughing. Those days were really miserable. Not getting enough, not sleeping well, being whipped every day, and then being slaughtered and eaten when you’re dying of exhaustion.”
Youshu was terrified, but she did not forget to retort, "I am not greedy for wealth. The seventh prince has become attached to me for the third generation, and I originally wanted to repay his gratitude to him. By the way, do you know what dynasties existed before Dayan Kingdom? ?"
The old ghost has been wandering in the world for hundreds of years, and he is naturally well-informed. It was only then that You Shu realized that this was no longer the world where Dayong Kingdom was located, and the scene of "The Fall of Heaven" really happened, and he and his master were lucky enough to break through the space barrier and come to another world to survive.
It turned out that the Thirty-Three Heavens really existed, so the three thousand big worlds and the three thousand small worlds must also be around. Youshu looked up at the sky, as if looking for a parallel world in the same spatial dimension, but saw a huge slap covering him, covering his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
"I've had enough food? I've been in a daze all morning." The seventh prince was not used to the quiet appearance of his pet.
You Shu quickly licked his palm, and the end of his nose made a coquettish sound. The Seventh Prince smiled with satisfaction, but the old ghost got goosebumps and said tentatively, "I was wrong, right? In fact, you were originally a dog, not the art of making animals?" Otherwise, where would anyone be? Dress like a dog!
You Shu has a bit of a dog in his bones, loyal and sticky to his master, but now it is infinitely magnified. He turned around and pointed his butt at the old ghost, expressing that he didn't want to talk to him. The old ghost hurriedly begged for mercy, and said a lot of palace secrets to attract his attention.
"Let me tell you, the queen has bulimia, and she has to eat a lot of food in private. When she eats it, she will use her fingers to pull it out. It's extremely disgusting. The old man suspects that her body will collapse sooner or later. By the way, your master's mother-in-law does not It's a good stubble. The queen can have today all thanks to her. Even your master's leg is paralyzed by her. She turned the blame on the emperor. I have an affair with my own brother, and I hang out in the Buddhist hall every half a month, and all the bodhisattvas on the altar are watching..."
The old ghost was talking endlessly, but Shu only listened to one sentence, and quickly asked, "Do you know the truth about the poisoning of my master back then?"
"Of course the old man knows that this happened right under the eyes of the old man."
"Then do you know what kind of poison is in him?" Shu didn't feel it when he felt the pulse, which shows that the medicinal materials in this world have their own uniqueness.
"On the bright side, it is the poison of the wolf pole grass, but it is actually Zhu Teng. Those imperial doctors are not as high as the old man's medical skills, but they didn't realize that after using the antidote of the wolf pole grass, they mixed it with Zhu Teng to form a new one. The poison has finally paralyzed your master. By the way, the imperial doctor who gave your master’s pulse diagnosis has been bought by Concubine Hui, if your master continues to drink the medicine he prescribed, he will die sooner or later.” The old ghost is worthy of being an old ghost. , know everything.
You Shu's eyes flashed brightly, and she asked anxiously, "Do you also know medical skills?"
"I'm afraid to scare you to death, the old man is the legendary doctor Zhang Jimin, who was once the first national player of the Great Zhou Dynasty!" The old ghost stroked his beard proudly. He died of strain while researching a new medicine. He was so obsessed with medicine that he became obsessed with it, so he was trapped in the palace and could not be reincarnated.
Youshu was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly begged, "Doctor Zhang, do you have a way to cure the master? As long as the master can stand up again, I am willing to pay any price."
It seems that he really entered the palace to repay his gratitude. The old ghost felt something, but couldn't do anything, "Little Mistress, to tell you the truth, my obsession is getting weaker and lighter, and my figure is getting thinner and lighter, and it will soon disappear."
"I know how to make talismans, how about I help you make a few yin-yang vitality talismans to replenish your energy?"
"Obsession has nothing to do with energy. The old man has reached the peak in the medical way, and he has no more delusions."
"Reach the peak? Can you cure intestinal carbuncle, asthma, asthma, tuberculosis, and thirst? Do you know how to open your stomach, or even open your skull? Do you know that broken hands and feet can be stitched up again? ..." You Shu crackled out a lot of modern medical terms, although most of the old ghosts didn't understand, but they could vaguely understand the meaning. He was silent, thinking all the way.
Some Shu know that once the door to the new world is opened, it will be difficult to close it again. When the old ghost reacts, he will have to be trapped in the palace for hundreds of years. At that time, if he wants to learn new medical knowledge from himself, he must treat his master.
You Shu, who was in a relaxed mood, fell asleep in the arms of the master, and when she opened her eyes, she was about to go to the study. The eighth prince, who was far away from them, quickly chased after them, and pretended to say, "Brother Huang, I'll help you." He pushed the wheelchair involuntarily.
Youshu's whole body was blown up, her nose twitched slightly, and she let out a hostile roar. The Seventh Prince picked him up and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, he has to pretend to be a brother at this time every day, and he won't do anything else."
Only then did Youshu relax, and when she looked up, she saw that Taifu Zheng was smiling at the Eighth Prince, his face full of admiration.
"Hey, this eighth prince is really a hypocrite." The old ghost who had never opened his mouth suddenly floated up and said flatteringly, "You Shu, do you want to cure your master? Do you want to know what's going on in Ganquan Palace? Do you want it all the time? To monitor the eighth prince and the rest of the princes? These old men can help you."
You Shu resisted not responding, but his tail wagged uncontrollably.
The old ghost continued his efforts, "Don't open your mouth! The eighth prince also knew what happened back then, and he and Concubine Hui wished your master died sooner! If your master could not help Concubine Hui, you would still be able to attract the emperor to their mother and son. Doubly pity, only a pair of dead bones are left!"
"Okay, I'll leave these things to you. I'll teach you a little bit after finishing one. In order to show my sincerity, I'll give you a secret recipe for treating typhoid fever. You can write it down." Youshu let go and wagged his tail faster. .
One soul and one dog reached an agreement, and only then did he accompany the Seventh Prince to class. You Shu took the Four Books and Five Classics out of the bookcase one by one, placed them neatly on the table, held a brush in his mouth, poked his head in the inkstone with his head tilted, and then handed them to the master as if they were offering treasures.
"You Shu is really good." The seventh prince smiled brightly, but the rest of the princes were all eyes. They had long heard that a very precious Zang-sleeve dog had come to the palace and was sent to Ganquan Palace by the royal father. When they saw it today, if it was as cute as rumored, and very smart and well-behaved. Look at the seventh prince, his mouth is almost grinning to the base of his ears.
Out of jealousy, a certain prince raised his hand and said, "Taifu, the study is the place for lectures, how can you let animals come in and make a fool of yourself?"
The smile on the seventh prince's face quickly faded away, and just as he was about to open his mouth to plead for mercy, the Taifu had already waved his hand and said, "Seventh Highness, take the puppy out. There are rules for going to the study, so I can't forgive you for your sake."
"Master Qi, You Shu has a very well-behaved temperament and won't disturb others." The seventh prince begged, this was the first time he showed weakness in front of others.
Tai Fu was unmoved and ordered someone to take the puppy out. Youshu didn't want to embarrass his master or be touched by strangers. His little paws hooked on the hem of his clothes and slowly slid down. When he ran to the door, he barked twice, meaning I'd pick you up after school.
The seventh prince actually understood, smiled reluctantly, and waved at Xiao Shunzi again, ordering him to take care of Shu. Turning around and looking at the gloating eyes of the brothers, a violent aura suddenly rose in his heart. It shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't be manipulated and played with, trampled and oppressed, and Youshu also suffered. He should become stronger and higher, and not even the emperor could suppress him. In that case, even if he took Youshu to court, who would dare to criticize every word
As soon as this idea appeared, it filled the Seventh Prince's mind, making him as if he was possessed by a demon. In a trance, he heard Taifu assign a homework assignment, asking everyone to write a strategy theory titled "Solving the Troubled Dragon City".
The country of Dayan and the neighboring country of Zheng are hostile. They have been fighting for hundreds of years, and they have both won and lost. The Kingdom of Dayan was defeated by the Kingdom of Zheng sixty years ago, and lost ten cities including Longcheng. Two years ago, General Huwei defeated Zheng State and recaptured the ten cities, but the people in the city had been enslaved and refused to admit that they were the people of the Great Swallow, and uprisings broke out frequently. Longcheng is the first of the ten cities. There is chaos here, and the rest of the nine cities are in turmoil. Moreover, Zheng Guo secretly acted as a push-hand, intending to instigate the ten cities without a fight, and it seemed that he was about to succeed.
Emperor Jing was troubled by this for a long time, and he could not come up with a good solution after asking all the courtiers. Repression by force will not work, it will only make the people of the ten cities more disgusted with Dayan, which will lead to a reaction; seeking peace will not work, it will greatly damage the interests of Dayan and humiliate the dignity of the royal family. It was only because of the inability of Wen and Wu that Taifu asked today. This question is apparently a homework assignment, but in fact it is the examination of Emperor Jing for the princes.
The princes paid much attention to the political affairs, and naturally they understood the inside story, and they were very serious when they wrote it.
The seventh prince is already half disabled. In order to live in peace and stability, and to make the old eight appear more dazzling, he usually does not express himself very much. His homework has always been good or bad, and the comments made by his grandfather are also mediocre, but now, he has decided to change the status quo. He wants to show his true self to gain the attention of his father. He really lived a low-key life in the past, but what he gained was not stability and love, but ruthless use, even murder.
If there is no Shu, he may accept his fate, but not now. The Seventh Prince closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were incomparably sharp. He gave up the usual style of hairpins and flowers, and replaced them with iron-painted and silver-hook cursives. The bottom strategy is to use violence to control violence; the middle strategy is to divide and divide; the best strategy is to use force to fight, divide and rule.
Tai Fu originally walked around casually, and when he caught a glimpse of the seventh prince's article, he couldn't help showing a look of astonishment, and he praised it in his heart.