Of course, Luo Wushuang didn't get up to wash, but only heard her call the maidservant:

"Go, go, bring a basin of cold water, and then go to the back kitchen and ask for a can of ginger."

The maid was confused when she heard what Luo Wushuang asked, but she did it.

After the maidservant brought it, Luo Wushuang pretended to be ruthless and said:

"You can go out, but if you dare to leak half a sentence"

Perhaps Luo Wushuang's expression was too scary, and the maidservant repeatedly agreed yes, and then withdrew from the camp.

Luo Wushuang soaked his face with a washcloth and soaked his hands in the water.

After all this, he took off the washcloth, took out a small piece of the jar of ginger, and hid the jar.

"The emperor has arrived."

Luo Wushuang heard this, gritted his teeth, crushed the piece of ginger, and the ginger juice dripped to the corners of his eyes.

I don't feel pain, I drop it, and I will pretend to be the patient's muddy tears.

After doing all this, Luo Wushuang casually threw the ginger away, and lay down waiting for Helan Jingheng to come in.

"See the emperor," the maidservant asked.

"Why don't you wait for Luo Qing in the tent?"

"Slave Slave Slave"

Helan Jingheng didn't wait for the maid's answer, and went straight to the curtain.

Seeing that inside the camp, Luo Wushuang was lying on the collapse, his eyes closed tightly, and his face pale.

"Luo Qing, Luo Qing," Helan Jingheng sat on the edge of Luo Wushuang's bed and called in a low voice.

Luo Wushuang still frowned and didn't react.

Helan Jingheng reached out to probe Luo Wushuang's snort, and patted Luo Wushuang's arm again, and was shocked that it was terrifying.

Turning his head, he asked:

"Imperial Doctor Wang, why did Luo Qing stay unconscious for a long time?"

"If you go back to the emperor, according to Lord Luo's physique, you should wake up today at the latest."

"Weichen doesn't know what Lord Luo is"

When Luo Wushuang heard Imperial Doctor Wang's words, he knew that he should wake up at this time.

She pretended to wake up and slowly opened her eyes.

"The emperor's ministers see"

Luo Wushuang struggled to get up and wanted to salute Helan Jingheng, Helan Jingheng wanted to be a holy lord who was sympathetic to his subordinates, where would Luo Wushuang be allowed to get up and salute?

Hurriedly pressed Luo Wushuang's shoulders and said:

"Luo Qing doesn't have to be so polite."

"Ouch, ouch." Luo Wushuang shouted.

Helan Jingheng hurriedly let go of Luo Wushuang, so as not to misunderstand everyone.

Jun Mubai stood behind Helan Jingheng with a group of ministers, and when he saw the two lines of turbid tears that Luo Wushuang had slipped, he found the ginger peel that Luo Wushuang threw not far away.

Quietly gave Luo Wushuang a thumbs up, and his eyes gestured:

"High, really high"

Using ginger juice to fill turbid tears, I'm afraid only Luo Wushuang can think of it.

Luo Wushuang saw Jun Mubai's 'praise', but he was not happy at all.

She didn't pretend to be called, this was a real call.

Because as Luo Wushuang's eyes opened, although the ginger juice slipped down, the corners of his eyes were extremely spicy.

Luo Wushuang felt that his temples were jumping and jumping, and it seemed that the pain in his eyes had not completely disappeared.

But the play has already been played here, and no matter what, you have to collect the net and catch fish.

"But I was involved in Luo Qing's wounds?"

Luo Wushuang weakly covered his wounds with his hands, and said strongly:

"It's none of the emperor's business."

"It's Weichen who doesn't use himself."

"Luo Qing doesn't have to blame himself, I have already ordered an investigation into this matter, and I must give Luo Qing an explanation." Helan Jingheng is neither salty nor indifferent.

Luo Wushuang glanced at Song Zhang, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, and decided to add a fire to this unlucky ghost who was about to be unlucky.

Song Zhang was really dissatisfied with Luo Wushuang, the 'Shaoqing of Dali Temple' who had no fame and was really descended from heaven, and he had to impeach Luo Wushuang in the imperial history.

Luo Wushuang's heels were unstable, and he also turned a blind eye to this matter.

"Ahem, how can there be a huge hunting ground, and it is unlucky for Weichen?"

"Did Weichen offend Lord Song when he was handling the case in Dali Temple, and Lord Song held a grudge against Weichen?"

A month ago, Jun Mubai's eyeliner reported all the crimes of Song Zhang's right and left hands to Dali Temple.

Luo Wushuang took a look, yo, acquaintance.

So I started to handle this case with all my heart and soul.

The investigation was clear in less than seven days, and whoever came to bribe to intercede, Luo Wushuang blocked them all.

Presented the incriminating evidence of the two to Helan Jingheng like a certainty, and Song Zhang hated Luo Wushuang.

became more and more determined that Luo Wushuang and Jun Mubai, the two foxes, were a litter.

I have a grudge in my heart and hatred in my teeth, but I have scruples at hand, and I haven't dared to make a big move.

Luo Wushuang was assassinated this time, and Song Zhang was even more innocent than the clear water tofu.

Which Cheng thought of following Helan Jingheng to visit the sick, and in the blink of an eye, such a large basin of dirty water was splashed on him.

"The emperor clearly sees that Lord Luo's words are really slanderous!" Song Zhang said angrily.

Although he was angry that Luo Wushuang poured dirty water on himself, Song Zhang was not a fool and did not lose his mind.

As soon as his legs became weak, he knelt down towards Helan Jingheng and said:

"The emperor wants to return the innocence of the minister."

"If it's really Lord Song, Weichen won't ask the emperor to hold Lord Song responsible, after all, the friendship between colleagues is deep."

After Luo Wushuang finished speaking, he smiled at Song Zhang.

This is simply the devil's smile, where is it to intercede for Song Zhang, it is clearly to force Song Zhang to die.

"The emperor must not listen to slander!"

"Although Wechen is a martial minister, he can't be compared to Lord Luo's lip service, but Wechen dares to act!"

Song Zhang snorted and cried, looking very vicissitudes.

"Alright, alright."

"It's a headache for me, Luo Qing is selfless in handling cases, and he is really your example."

"Song Zhang, don't always blame Luo Qing for not having a fame, but he is in an important position."

"That's what the Empress Dowager meant, if any of you are unconvinced, go to the ancestor theory."

Helan Jingheng's words gave Luo Wushuang a name.

But anyone who knows the inside story knows that Luo Wushuang deserves to be in such a Dali Temple Shaoqing.

It's just that Helan Jingheng has been hiding it all the time and refuses to correct Luo Wushuang's name.

I was also happy to see the ministers running on each other, and to this day they still kicked the ball to the Queen Mother.

But if anyone looks down on Luo Wushuang in the future, it will be impossible to get along with the Queen Mother.

Who would be happy to be stupid?

"Besides, this time, it was indeed Song Zhang's dereliction of duty and he actually put the assassin into the autumn hunting ground."

"If it weren't for Luo Qing suffering this unwarranted disaster for me, I don't know what the consequences would be."

Helan Jingheng's words not only enveloped Luo Wushuang, but also showed the appearance of a virtuous holy master.

"Wechen is guilty." Song Zhangfu said softly.

"You will be fined for three months, and you will not be allowed to make any further trouble."

"Okay, Luo Qing should recuperate."

"The autumn hunt still has to continue."

"Congratulations to the emperor." (To be continued.) )