When Zhao Changhe left the secret room refreshed, it was already noon.
I really don't know who is the attending physician for whom...
In short, I wanted to cure Tang Wanzhuang's illness, but it can be said that I didn't cure it at all. That is, the trace of the third secret treasure that I opened for her did not continue to be washed away and destroyed. Everything else was the same as before... Even this one item actually needs to continue to be treated.
However, Tang Wanzhuang not only cured his external injuries completely, but also used her finger to moisturize him before going to bed. He didn't know what kind of trick it was, and he felt particularly energetic when he woke up today.
He found a new piece of clothing from the ring and changed into it, then went out comfortably. There was no one outside.
Zhao Changhe wandered around for a while, and Da Zhou was sitting in the duck house with a sad face watching the workers work. He looked so dazed that no one knew where his thoughts were.
Zhao Changhe came up to him and shook his palm: "Brother Zhou, are you a gigolo?"
Da Zhou said casually: "Yes, just like you."
Zhao Changhe: “?”
Da Zhou suddenly seemed to wake up, and immediately pulled Zhao Changhe aside: "Mr. Zhao, you are out..."
"What's wrong?"
"Yesterday, you were so straightforward that you killed Lu Shiheng. The Xiangyang army almost mutinied. It was only because the Tang leader and the Yang prince took charge and captured the leader, and the Yang family's private soldiers suppressed the rebellion, that the situation was barely stabilized."
"..." Zhao Changhe looked at Da Zhou in front of him with hazy eyes. He couldn't sort out his thoughts for a while. Why did you tell me this
"Lü Shiheng has been operating in Xiangyang for many years, and he has countless confidants in the army. Yesterday, they were temporarily defeated because they were leaderless. Who knows what will happen if they collude tonight. We should make plans early."
So that's how it is... Zhao Changhe rubbed his head: "Why did you tell me this?"
"?" Da Zhou had no expression on his face: "Master Tang ordered that you be fully responsible for the affairs of Xiangyang."
Zhao Changhe opened his mouth and closed it again.
It feels good to pretend to be cool, but it may not be fun to work, especially when it is a specific job that you have never done before.
You can say "let me do it" all the time, but in reality you have never done any practical work, so what can you do
He pinched his head for a long time, and finally said, "Your Secret Service..."
Da Zhou knew what he wanted to say and interrupted him, "The Secret Service doesn't have many people. It's not like the factory guards in the previous dynasty who were omnipresent and kept an eye on everyone. It's impossible for the Secret Service to grasp these. Now our manpower is mainly used internally - the people of the Xiangyang Demon Suppression Department. Si'an is now interrogating and investigating them one by one to determine who has defected."
Oh, and there's also the issue of Xiangyang Demon Suppression Division's betrayal...
Zhao Changhe had no choice but to ask, "Where are Sect Leader Xue and the Blood God Sect members?"
"They are still outside chasing after the fleeing Maitreya soldiers." When Da Zhou said this, he felt a little horrible. He had never seen a group of people chasing after them for a whole day and night without stopping. Don't you need to rest
It seems that it is really not necessary. If this group of people disperse, they can all become martial arts masters and just do their own thing.
Zhao Changhe's head hurt even more: "Please help me pass the order and ask them to come back... If we are afraid that the Xiangyang army will cause trouble, we must have our own army to suppress it, and then screen it level by level."
Da Zhou hesitated: "Send an order... Can the Blood God Cult really obey orders? What we are afraid of is that the Blood God Cult will enter the city, which will be more troublesome than Lu Shiheng's army."
Zhao Changhe sighed: "Okay, just trust them this time."
Da Zhou's expression changed a little. He looked at Zhao Changhe for a while and thought to himself that if the First Lord had hinted that this was the prince she wanted to support, then this was a prince who had his own army base. This was a bit...
By the way, Lord, don't you hate being a crown princess? What are you doing now
Da Zhou thought for a moment and asked again, "Xiangyang doesn't have much money and grain. Does Mr. Zhao have any ideas?"
"How much money and food are left?"
"We need to count them. Anyway, there aren't many. Lu Shiheng has already raised the city entry tax to one tael... By the way, should we change this?"
"… "
"Also, since spring ploughing has been delayed, should we return the crops to the people?"
"… "
"Also, Xiangyang officials..."
“Stop, stop, stop…” Zhao Changhe was so confused that he said, “I’ll do it slowly, wait a minute…”
Da Zhou squinted his eyes at him and said, "It's okay. We won't take too much for a dish... Oh, there is something. I just sent someone to invite a few famous doctors. Would you like to see them, sir?"
Zhao Changhe went to the living room with a confused head. As soon as he walked in, his head grew seven or eight sizes in size.
Several famous doctors were arguing in the hall, each criticizing the other's medical ideas, with saliva flying and the sound of their voices shaking the roof tiles.
Zhao Changhe looked at Da Zhou speechlessly. Da Zhou rolled up his sleeves and said, "We just gave them a question, asking them what they thought about the damage to the lung meridian, and that's it. They've been arguing for two hours, right? You're all famous doctors, and you're really full of energy."
“Are they really all famous doctors?”
“They are all famous doctors.”
Zhao Changhe sniffed and finally asked Da Zhou a question: "Where is Wanzhuang? I want to see Wanzhuang."
"The chief is shopping." Da Zhou said, "I also think we should find her back."
"I'll go and take a look, go and take a look..." Zhao Changhe left the duck house in a panic, as if he was escaping.
The prince tried to govern Xiangyang by pretending that "I am here to govern", but his attempt to show off failed.
… …
In fact, Tang Wanzhuang's shopping trip was not so successful. Xiangyang was in chaos and war, and any sensitive business was closed. How many were open for business? Not to mention the vendors. Walking on the street, it was a bleak scene with few pedestrians. The occasional people who went out to do business were all in a hurry. There was no atmosphere of a famous city at all.
Since it was a time of chaos, there would naturally be more messy things. She had encountered several cases of idle second-rate guys trying to tease her. In the end, Tang Wanzhuang did nothing but handed it over to the secret agent from the Demon Suppression Division who was following her quietly.
Listening to the screams and pleas for mercy coming from behind, Tang Wanzhuang let out a long sigh.
Maintaining public security in troubled times is much more difficult than before. Even the capital and Suzhou are not much better, let alone Xiangyang.
The purpose of "slowing down" was obviously to relax, but instead Tang Wanzhuang became more and more melancholy the more she walked around. Eventually, she could not go anywhere anymore and stopped by the lake in the city, sitting on a stone bench on the shore and staring blankly.
It is clearly spring, a time when everything comes to life, but it is even more bleak than late autumn.
In a world like this, how can we have leisure time
There is simply no solution to her illness. As long as she can't stand it, she will never be able to let go of the hustle and bustle of military life and will be unable to leave the paperwork.
Someone sat down next to her.
Tang Wanzhuang knew who it was without even turning her head. She sighed and said, "Is this your 'You're here to help Xiangyang'?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Well, I need to be familiar with the affairs. This can be learned..."
Tang Wanzhuang's depressed mood brightened up after hearing this, and she said with a smile: "Learn everything, can you learn everything?"
Zhao Changhe sighed and said, "To be honest, I really don't want to learn this."
Tang Wanzhuang's eyes flickered: "But I really want to teach you these."
Zhao Changhe asked, "Is this the reason why you really came out to go shopping?"
Tang Wanzhuang smiled and narrowed her eyes: "How is it? You have the power in your hands, you can decide life and death, do you feel comfortable?"
"… It's useless. The only benefit of power is that you can have a big backyard."
Tang Wanzhuang's smile disappeared.
Zhao Changhe turned his head away: "Don't be a teacher all day long. You want to teach me this and that... Anyway, I won't call you my master."
Tang Wanzhuang said expressionlessly: "Then are you still going to study medicine?"
Zhao Changhe said: "I feel that those so-called famous doctors are unreliable. Should I consider going to see the Yan Wangdi on the Earth List?"
"Does he care about you?" Tang Wanzhuang rolled her eyes: "You can't even find anyone."
"What should I do? If I really go to these unreliable quacks, I'm afraid they'll kill the patient."
"I'll teach you." Tang Wanzhuang said confidently.
Zhao Changhe was stunned: "Can you teach me this?"
"Of course I can. I've become a doctor through long illnesses, and I'm smart." Tang Wanzhuang rarely smiled mischievously: "My medical skills are better than most so-called famous doctors."
"You didn't tell me yesterday?"
"I also think what you said makes sense. I should be lazy... Besides, it was you who wanted to cure me, but I ended up teaching you how to cure it. This is weird no matter how you think about it." Tang Wanzhuang sighed, "Let's not talk about that now. Let's just say whether you want to learn it or not?"
Zhao Changhe stammered for a long time: "Learn."
Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head and looked into the distance at the sky: "Call me Master."
"Fuck you, I want to save your life, but you use this to threaten me?"
"How can this be considered a threat? You didn't call me Master when I was learning martial arts, music, calligraphy, and painting. Now you're learning medicine, and you still don't call me Master? Ask wherever you go, and see if this makes sense."
Zhao Changhe glared at her for a long time, and finally said, "Don't regret it."
"What do I have to regret?" Tang Wanzhuang looked happy as if she had succeeded. I'm not a big loser. I've taught so many things but I don't even have a respectful title, and I still get teased.
I have to make this thing call me Master obediently.
"Okay." Zhao Changhe bowed solemnly: "Master."
Tang Wanzhuang smiled so much that her eyes looked like crescent moons: "Be good."
Zhao Changhe said: "Master, I have something important to report."
Tang Wanzhuang coughed dryly and said in a controlled manner: "Speak."
"The power of your third secret treasure has not yet been completely closed, and is still flushing your lung meridian. It is best to undergo treatment once a day to suppress this matter first. It is noon, and it is time to start."
Tang Wanzhuang didn't react for a while: "Ah...then treat it..."
Halfway through the sentence, I suddenly realized, how to cure it
Want to kiss again
You were thinking about this while calling me Master
"Bang!" The spies in the distance heard a scream, followed by the sound of someone falling into the water.
The usually elegant chief walked back angrily, holding up the hem of her skirt: "Don't save him! I've never seen such a rebellious lunatic, a bastard!"
(End of this chapter)