Xia Ziqing, Xia Zhiwen is the only son. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Zhiwen has many wives and concubines, and there is only such a son under his knees, so he is quite pampered.

Xia Zhi asked the court to prepare for the imperial pole, and he instilled in his son: "Remember, in the future, my father's country will be yours." ”

So this young master Xia thinks that he will ascend the throne and become the emperor in the future, since the world is his own, then the wealth and women in the world are also his own, no need to study, no hard work, just enjoy it, so he played around.

Recently, I heard that there is a girl who sells flatbread in this market who looks like she has won the top card of Zuichun Building, Xia Ziqing ran to this market two times in three days, how can people not wait to see him as the future emperor at all, after teasing him, he also took a flatbread and slapped him in the face, so this Xia Ziqing brought a few more family members here, which is ready to rob relatives.

It was the Salt Gang who used the willow dart to sneak up on him.

The salt gang, that is, those who sell private salt, salt and iron are all purchased and sold by the imperial court, but because of the large profits, some people steal and buy and sell, and gradually form a scale, so they become gangs.

This piece of the northwest is rich in green salt, and the salt gang came into being, they transferred the green salt to the Central Plains or the capital after the acquisition of this place, making huge profits, since it is a huge profit, how can Xia Zhiwen sit idly by, although the salt gang has honored him a lot of benefits, but Xia Zhiwen is ambitious, just like he first wanted to be the king, and then wanted to become the emperor, he felt that the northwest was his own land, and the people on this land were also his own, not to mention the green salt, so he repeatedly ordered that he was not allowed to buy and sell green salt in private, and also sent troops to attack the lair of the salt gang。

However, the Salt Gang has not disappeared since then, and they are ready to fight back.

As a result, Xia Zhiwen's baby son became the target of the Salt Gang, the so-called shooting people first shoot horses, poultry thieves capture the king first, and the salt gang counterattack must first rip off Xia Zhiwen's heart.

Xia Zhiwen also knew about this, and finally fought with fists and feet, ordering Xia Ziqing to stay at home honestly and not to swagger around.

Helpless, there are beauties in this world, and they can't stop Xia Ziqing's footsteps, and today Xin Zhigong will appear, otherwise he will not die under the willow leaf dart, and he will be hijacked by others.

He was also afraid, but when he heard that his savior turned out to be the one who was crusading against his father by the imperial court, he was even more afraid.

"You, aren't you good friends with my father?" Xia Ziqing looked at Gong Yituo tremblingly.

Gong Yituo walked out of the chair and came to him, looked down, looked at Xia Ziqing's nest face, his son should not be like this in the future, suddenly remembered Lan Yilai, and thought about it in every way, so he decided to cut through the mess quickly, and solved Xia Zhi's greeting and going home.

"Ben Hou used to be friends with your father, but he rebelled against the court, and the emperor asked Ben Hou to kill him. Gong Chuan stood with his arms crossed, thinking about whether to fight with Xia Zhiwen with a knife and a gun, or learn the methods of the rivers and lakes, and threaten Xia Zhiwen with this Xia Ziqing as a hostage.

It's just that before he had a definite idea, he saw Xia Ziqing suddenly gasping for a big gasp, and his eyes were blurred, his hands pressed his head and shouted that he had a headache, and the corners of his mouth were still dripping with saliva at the corners of his mouth, and suddenly his mouth grew and sneered, like an old dog that was unbearably hot under the dog days, and the ground around him was gradually wet, obviously urinating incontinence.

Qilin and Jin Toad laughed out loud at the same time, and scolded: "Cowardly as a mouse still wants to be the king and hegemon." ”

Gong Zhituo doesn't understand medical skills, but after all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and Xia Ziqing's expression is not like just being afraid, as if he is suffering from an old illness.

Gong Tuo shouted to Qilin and Jin Toad: "Carry him to the couch." ”

Qilin and Jin Toad complied with the order, and set up Xia Ziqing on both sides, this body of urine, Qilin and Jin Toad frowned in disgust, and put Xia Ziqing on the side of the couch.

Gong Zhituo followed and asked Xia Ziqing: "Are you having an old disease?"

Xia Ziqing's black cracked lips moved, and he didn't speak for a long time: "Yes." ”

In a simple word, he had exhausted all his strength.

In order to take revenge, Gong Tuo has been lying on his salary for more than ten years, wandering in the rivers and lakes and cruising in the dusty places, and has seen some men with excessive color similar to Xia Ziqing, and then thought that this young master Xia may have contracted this syndrome when he eats, drinks and has fun all day long, so he said: "Qilin, call the military doctor." ”

Qilin took the order and left, and the doctor accompanying him in the army soon came to diagnose Xia Ziqing's pulse, which was like a large and powerful pulse, and his skin was very hot.

After the military doctor finished the diagnosis, he returned to the public: "General, this son seems to be infected with a cold." ”

Don't call Hou Ye a general, this is the rule of marching and fighting, not to mention that Gong Tuotuo also has the title of General of the Howling Cavalry.

Cold?

Gong Tuo frowned, and he had questions: "How do I think he seems to have a deficiency of cold." ”

In fact, the military doctor also felt that the deficiency of cold was caused by excessive indulgence, yin and jing consumption, yang energy had no support, the kidney meridian was empty, and people would be afraid of cold.

But because he couldn't figure out where this son came from, if it was rumored that someone in the army had this disease, it would be a shame for the entire army, not to mention that the army was strict in public transportation, so the military doctor said against his will that Xia Ziqing was infected with the cold.

This is the first thing, and the second is that the military doctor has seen too many knife wounds, gunshot wounds and arrow wounds, and rarely sees this kind of disease, so he is still a little uncertain.

Since the coach said that it was like a deficiency of cold, the military doctor could only say: "It looks like it under the mark." ”

Gong Chuan Tuo was a little unhappy: "You are a doctor, the doctor can save people if he is right, and he can harm people if he is wrong, how can you say such an ambiguous conclusion." ”

The military doctor was already a little timid because of his lack of confidence, and he was reprimanded by the public, and he was even more embarrassed, and lowered his head and said: "The general is angry, I haven't seen this kind of disease, even if I find that this son seems to have a deficiency of cold, I am afraid that he will not be able to prescribe the right medicine, so the general should ask a wise doctor to come." ”

Gong Tuo scolded "waste", and could only listen to the words of the military doctor, asking him to use medicine to stabilize Xia Ziqing's illness first, and then ask the exact location of Xia Zhiwen, and let Xia Zhiwen be invited.

The northwest land is dry all the year round, and the spring is mostly smoky and windy, which makes people unable to open their eyes, and it is difficult for people to walk, and this evening, it is rare to rain, and the raindrops hit the sandy earth with a puffing sound, and the dust and mud spots that splashed all fell on the buckskin boots and the hem of the robe, but he was unaware of it, and he was still standing at the door of the tent, looking into the distance, and in the distance, it was his home, his wife and children.

Slowly, a horse came into his sight, he knew that it was Xia Zhiwen who came, quickly turned around and went back to the camp tent to sit down, picked up the teacup and ate it contentedly.

After a while, the door of the tent opened, and the Qilin came in to report: "Master Hou, Xia ......"

Hesitant how to call Xia Zhiwen is appropriate, call him Lord Xia, he no longer belongs to the imperial court.

At this moment, Xia Zhiwen, who was waiting outside, pushed him away and broke in, and roared urgently: "Master Hou, where is my son!"