Through the misty rain curtain, Fu Liluo still saw Dou Xiaoyang's deep face clearly. Fu Liluo had a hunch that Dou Xiaoyang came in such a heavy rain this time, maybe he really had something important to tell him.

Walking up the stairs, Fu Li Luoli looked at the long figure standing under the Zhu Gate: "But there is something urgent to find me?"

Her voice has a lazy and clear voice, which is extremely pleasant to listen to.

The anxiety in Dou Xiaoyang's heart has dissipated most of it.

Reaching out to flick the water droplets on the brocade robe, Dou Xiaoyang's dark eyes sank, and then nodded with a smile.

"Sister, you go to my courtyard to rest first! I have something to talk to General Dou about in the flower hall. Fu Li Luo smiled lightly and pulled Shen Huanbi's wrist on his side, and then instructed the mangrove and Qiu Tang behind him: "Go to the kitchen and let Zhiye boil some ginger soup, one bowl to the courtyard to my sister, and the second bowl to the flower hall." ”

Manberry and Begonia smiled and said yes.

Shen Huanbi also bowed her head, glanced at the handsome man with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, and took the mangrove and Qiu Tang to the Yifeng Pavilion on the east side of the corridor.

"Xi'er, have you received a letter from Lord Otsuka Jae recently?" The two were side by side, and Dou Xiaoyang suddenly asked with a frown.

With a sudden pang in his heart, Fu Liluo shook his head and replied: "I haven't received my father's letter for more than two months, have you heard something?"

Dou Xiaoyang looked up at the sudden wind and rain outside the court, and he said in a deep voice: "The Shujiang fever is raging, and it has reached the point where it cannot be suppressed. Yushitai, together with Shangshutai and Zhongshuling, has already handed over an excerpt and asked the Holy Lord to close the city of Shujiang and retreat!"

"What happened to my father? What about the common people?" Fu Liluo was startled and sat down on the bench in the corridor.

Dou Xiaoyang raised his finger to stroke the water droplets on her forehead, and said slowly: "I got up this morning to enter the palace, and I heard Liu Shenshou of Dali Temple mention it, saying that three days ago, Guo Zien of Yushitai, Yu Qiangui of Shangshutai and Huang Shanyi of Zhongshuling had handed over an excerpt, asking for the closure of the entire Shujiang three counties and eleven townships. You don't have to think about it to know that this excerpt must have been planned by Murong Jingyu and King Dongyang, and Guo Zien and the others were just pawns. After that, he grabbed Fu Li Luo's white slender wrist and said, "No matter what, I will definitely take Lord Otsuka out of the Shu River safely." ”

Guo Zi's mentor from Yushitai came out of Murong Jingyu, and with Murong Jingyu's instructions, he Yushitai must be his life.

But Dou Xiaoyang is not a person without roots, and Taiwei Xiao and Lang Zhongling He Ming, who are quite appreciated by the saints, are his friends for many years, so it must be troublesome to save an ancient money.

But even if it was trouble, he was saved!

Who let that ancient money be the father of this beautiful girl in front of him!

His future father-in-law, he has to be dedicated.

Fu Liluo looked at the face of the man in front of her, Qingyue, and she said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it's not easy to save my father from Shujiang, Murong Jingyu is ruthless and extremely despicable, and Shujiang is only afraid that it is all his secret agents." Speaking of which, his Murong Jingyu's only seedling, Murong Chuyu, has now become a wasted person, and he is still a father who has nothing to worry about! I have to say that Murong Jingyu's old thief's hand is really long enough. ”

Fu Liluo bit his lip and drank vigorously, and a bright and beautiful face condensed with anger. It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace has reached the point of lingering, if not, then Murong Jingyu will not lift his hands and clean up the rest of the disobedient bureaucrats.

Seeing Fu Liluo's face condensed, Dou Xiaoyang couldn't help but comfort her: "Even if Murong Jingyu has the ability to reach the sky, as long as the will of the saint is not conveyed, there will always be a chance for a turnaround." Even if in the end, the Holy Lord approves their invitation and agrees to seal Shujiang City, I will do everything I can to rescue your father. ”

Fu Liluo nodded.

"Shujiang fever is spreading, but lockdown is not the only way. The population of the eleven villages in the three counties of Shujiang has reached hundreds of thousands, and some of the hundreds of thousands of people have not been infected with the epidemic, so can it be that they are locked up in that cage and waiting to die?" Fu Liluo's eyes were red, and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she said clearly: "The ancient book of "The Wonderful Use of Time" says that the disease of the epidemic is not its time but its own qi, and it is received by others, and it is all entered from the meridians. Sick and filthy gases are infected with each other, and their qi enters from the mouth and nose. ”

"Xi'er still understands these medical skills?"

Dou Xiaoyang raised his eyes to look at Fu Liluo when he heard this, and his eyes were full of tenderness: "According to what Xi'er said, is there a way to save the people of Shujiang?"

Pursing his lips, Fu Liluo pondered for a long time, and Fang stood up with a smile: "There must be a way, but I still have to think about it." But you can enter the palace right now and report the method of preventing infection to the Northern Emperor..."Liuli's eyes lit up quietly, and Fu Liluo leaned close to Dou Xiaoyang and whispered a few times in his ear.

"It's good now!"

"I'm going to enter the palace to face the saint, and I'll definitely bring Xi'er's method. Dou Xiao raised his eyebrows and stretched, touched Fu Liluo's hair and stepped out.

The hurried step almost knocked over the pear wood lacquer plate in Mama Li's palm.

"The general's ginger soup is ready..."Mama Li bowed and called him.

As soon as this ginger soup was delivered, the general was about to leave, what is the reason?

Could it be that his own young lady had a falling out with General Dou?

Mama Li shook her head, and then handed the porcelain bowl to Fu Liluo on the side, seeing that her eyebrows and eyes were moist, she didn't want to be unhappy.

For a while, Mama Li also put her heart back in her stomach.

Just when Fu Liluo was racking his brains and digging out his heart to think of ways to cure the epidemic, the people in the flower hall of Murong Guogong's Mansion were also planning.

The thin man in the dark blue official robe clenched his fists and asked Murong Jingyu, who was sitting high, for instructions: "Teacher, the excerpt of the request to close the city has not been approved by the Holy Lord so far, I don't know if there will be any changes?"

It was Guo Zien, the imperial historian of the Imperial History Tower, who was just a general judge of Qingzhou Mansion before, and was framed and dismissed from office because he offended Wang Zhifu of Prince Yuwen Jingyi's party. Murong Jingyu used multiple layers of relationships to maneuver around it, and only then did he save Guo Zien, who was imprisoned. Since then, this Guo Zien has become Murong Jingyu's number one supporter of the party. Murong Jingyu also trusted him, and in just a few years, he single-handedly promoted Guo Zien to the high position of today's imperial doctor.

Brushing his gray beard, Murong Jingyu pondered for a while, took a sip of tea and squinted his eyes: "How can I say that this is accurate! The Holy Lord is still angry because of the turmoil in the East Palace, and the excerpt of the song to block the Shu River, presumably he will not categorically approve it." But even if the saint doesn't approve the fold, the old man really can't give the color of the ancient money?"

Gu Qian is in the second rank of Otsuka Zai, but he is pedantic. This Murong Jingyu was secretly thinking of ways to win him over, but the ancient money was not in the oil and salt. So, Murong Jingyu and King Dongyang united dozens of colleagues to send the ancient money to Shujiang for epidemic relief. The spread of Shujiang fever is wanton, and there is no way to alleviate it at the moment. Thinking that the ministers of Shujiang were originally the prince's party, and now that Gu Qian had arrived there again, this Murong Jingyu thought of killing two birds with one stone, and folded the Shujiang River, which was far away in dire straits, along with Gu Qian and the other two officials who were not controlled by him.

Seeing the slightest ruthlessness on the corners of Murong Jingyu's mouth, Zhang Zhidong, the head of the Wulu Yamen, who had been eating tea silently, couldn't help but clasp his wrists and whispered: "Xiaguan has a way..."

Since the last time Zhang Zhidong cleaned up Nayu Wen Jingyan for Murong Jingyu, he has also become one of Murong Jingyu's colleagues.

I heard that Zhang Zhidong had a way to govern Gu Qian and others, and everyone here was not interested. They all pouted their heads and looked at him.

Without waiting for Murong Jingyu to speak, Guo Zien took the lead in putting the teacup away, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Master Zhang's high opinion, we are very interested! I heard that the arrogant Lin'an Shizi came under your nose, and there was only gasping for breath." Master Zhang is really amazing!"

"Yes, Lord Zhang still has a clever trick, I heard that not only did Lin'an Shizi draw a charge on the confession of persecuting Murong Gongzi, but also cleaned him up fiercely, it was really relieving!"

Zhang Zhidong squeezed his wrist with a smile and waved his hand, and he walked to Murong Jingyu's side and whispered.

"Wonderful!

Murong Jingyu clenched his fist on the case, patted Zhang Zhidong's shoulder, and waved his hand to the people with different expressions: "Lord Guo and Master Zhang will stay for the time being, and the rest of the people will go back first!"

Everyone should be, so they whispered to each other and went out with the curtain in their ears.

The strategy of the Murong Guo Mansion continued, and the lights in the Zichen Hall of the Daming Palace a hundred miles away were like a cloud, and on the pine couch, two men were sitting cross-legged on the cloud soft ink pad, and they were playing with their brows secretly locked.

Dou Xiaoyang raised his slender fingertips, picked up a sunspot and settled towards the center of the chessboard: "Holy Lord, what do you think of the method that the minister just mentioned?"

"What General Dou just said really came from the mouth of that little woman?Is Gu Qian's daughter really so smart?" Northern Emperor Yuwen Lingyong slowly picked up a white child and fell, and then looked at Dou Xiaoyang sitting opposite him with expressionless eyes.

His sharp eyes were full of doubts about what kind of person Gu Qian's concubine was, in fact, Yuwen Lingyong also had a lot of facts, it was heard that she had a beautiful complexion, was talented, and her character was also very valuable. It's just that although Gu Qian is righteous and insistent, but looking at the entire famous family of Beiyi, his Otsuka Zaifu has always weakened some foundations. If Dou Xiaoyang marries a woman from his family in the future, he really won't be able to help him much with ancient money alone.

Dou Xiaoyang's mind is tied to that little woman, which is not suitable after all.

However, if she is really smart, she can also help Dou Xiaoyang in strategy.

Yuwen Lingyong's expression was a little confused, his eyes flashed a few times, he stood up easily, slowly bypassed the Nanmu bookcase, he looked back at Dou Xiao and said loudly: "Tomorrow you bring her into the palace, I want to see her with my own eyes." If she really has a way to alleviate the epidemic in Shujiang, I will allow her to be your general's wife. ”

Dou Xiao raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, a little dazed: "Shengshang, wasn't it decided that the minister was going to marry Gu Xi a long time ago?