The bought chess pieces were easily recognized, and the king of Gaoyang County blocked his anger, saying that nothing would happen, and he was also a little drumming in his heart. Once the news is leaked, and the son of the world grabs the handle, he will definitely sue him severely.

After anticipating the consequences of several incidents, King Gaoyang, who knew King Yan's temper quite well, was very worried.

The reason is very simple, King Yan seized any opportunity to plant nails around Emperor Jianwen, and wantonly bribed eunuchs to engage in underground-work, but never allowed others to learn to do it. Whoever does it is unlucky, and if he doesn't die, he will shed his skin, and his own son is no exception.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu's face became even more gloomy, "The king listens." ”

"Yes, the king."

"This person, before Lone left, dealt with it."

"Obey."

"Do it cleanly."

"Yes." The king bowed down and agreed, and there was no color on his face, obviously accustomed to doing such things. After a moment, he cautiously asked, "That general flag?" ”

"Let's keep it for now." Zhu Gaoxu picked up the teacup, and the tea was cold, "It's still useful." ”

"Yes."

In a few words, the life and death of two people were decided.

Meng didn't know that he almost moved his head, he was looking at Dr. Zhao who opened the medicine box and took out bottles and cans, and he was worried.

Dressing? In front of Shen Deputy Qianhu? Isn't there something wrong?

It's really indecent to be shirtless in front of your boss, not to mention that he really can't handle his skinny body.

"Doctor Zhao, it's better to give me the medicine, and I'll change it when I go home."

"Meng Zongqi," Doctor Zhao smiled very kindly, but the meaning of his words was not related to kindness, "Disobedient horses, the old man is tied up and then treated, and it is better not to let the old man do it." ”

Meng Zongqi was silent for a moment.

Is this a doctor or a bandit? Could it be a veterinarian?

Turning his gaze to Shen Xuan, Deputy Qianhu was burying his head in the case, concentrating on business. Looking at Dr. Zhao who was rolling up his arms and sleeves, Meng Zongqi's heart was even more bottomless. Is it too late to resist now?

In fact, Meng was thinking a little too much.

Dr. Zhao's medical skills are superb, and he is famous in the entire health center. The last four generations of the Zhao family were former Song Dynasty imperial doctors. After the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, the family returned to the mountains and forests and became a hermit.

At the beginning of the dynasty, Emperor Hongwu heard about the deeds of the Zhao family and immediately ordered the expedition, and the family was "invited" to Nanjing. According to Emperor Hongwu's logic, what's the trick of being a hermit? What a waste of life! Only by devoting oneself to work and contributing wholeheartedly to society can we reflect the highest value of life.

As a result, with his ancestral medical skills, Dr. Zhao became the imperial doctor of Zhao, and in the name of Confucian doctor, he was quite appreciated by Queen Ma and the crown prince.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, Queen Ma and the crown prince died one after another, and Emperor Hongwu didn't like the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, so he didn't want to put it down when he raised the butcher's knife.

In the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu, Dr. Zhao was involved in the Lan Yu rebellion case, although his life was saved, the living crime could not escape, and he was directly assigned to the border plug army.

said that it was Lan Yu's same party, and Dr. Zhao was really a little wronged. Just because Liang Guogong felt a slight cold one day, he kindly prescribed a pair of cold medicine and got a few words of thanks. As a result, it was dug up by people with intentions and became strong evidence that the Zhao family actively participated in the rebellion.

Is there a direct connection between curing the sick and saving people and rebelling?

Emperor Hongwu said yes, no, yes.

What else can Dr. Zhao do? can only have tears in his eyes, thank the emperor, and go out of the north.

It can be seen that it is very dangerous to be an official in the Hongwu Dynasty, and it is the same as being a doctor.

Fortunately, Dr. Zhao's skills are excellent, and his mind is quite flexible, and he quickly concluded that the war horses of Biansai are more expensive than people, and after a long time of hard study, he successfully rescued two war horses, which fully reflected his own value.

Commanding the staff to open the net, Dr. Zhao does not need to go to the battlefield with a knife and work hard with the Tartars, he only needs to do his own work, fulfill his duties, and receive a stone of rice grain every month. Facts have proved that powerful high-tech talents can eat anywhere.

Meng's injury was nothing to Dr. Zhao, but it was a little troublesome to deal with the open wound. The herbs for external use are ready-made, and the decoction is a bit troublesome, but fortunately, the pills are prepared.

This is the face of Deputy Shen's thousand households, Doctor Zhao didn't say it, and Meng also knew it.

"Change the medicine after two days, and take the pills with warm water." Doctor Zhao put away the medicine box and wiped his hands, "The bottom of the general flag is a little thinner, and you still need to pay attention to recuperation." ”

Meng tidied up his clothes, and the wound was dressed again. The scorching pain was dispelled by the coolness of the herbs, and the spirit was much better.

"Thank you, doctor."

"The old man is also the duty."

After carefully admonishing Meng a few words, Doctor Zhao turned around and saluted Shen Xuan, picked up the medicine box and left. Although he is practicing medicine, in the end, he is a "criminal official", and Dr. Zhao has never been negligent.

The door was closed, and only Meng and Shen Xuan were left in the room, and the flames in the copper basin danced from time to time, and the shadows reflected on the wall also changed.

Deputy Shen Qianhu didn't speak, Meng Zongqi couldn't keep silent, the leader gave benefits, and those who were subordinates must show something.

"Bid down Xie Deputy Qianhu."

"Not necessarily."

Shen Xuan put down the pen, picked up the rice paper on the case, and blew it gently. The ink shines through the back of the paper, and you can vaguely discern what is written on it. Meng hurriedly lowered his head and lowered his eyes, he didn't see, he didn't see anything.

After a moment of silence, Shen Xuan suddenly stood up, bypassed the case, picked up the tongs next to the copper basin, and dialed the charcoal inside.

The flames burst up, and the room was much brighter.

"It's getting colder."

"Yes."

"How is the harvest of Meng Zongqi's field?"

"......" auditory hallucinations, right?

"Why not?"

Shen Xuan turned his head, and Meng was finally sure that he was not hallucinating.

"Back to the vice of thousands of households, the harvest is acceptable."

"Yes."

Shen Xuan put down the tongs, his gaze paused on Meng for a few seconds, and his expression was unexpectedly gentle.

Meng's heartbeat soared by two hundred in an instant, and he was frightened.

Deputy Shen Qianhu is so approachable, it is even more terrifying than him wielding a knife to cut people.

"Meng Zongqi."

"Mark it in!"

"From this day onwards, you will be a hundred households, and you will still guard the outside of the city."

The words were like heaven, and Meng almost didn't cry. It turns out that there are times when bad checks are cashed, and you really shouldn't think too dark about society.

"Your soldiers have meritorious service in guarding the pier, and they will be rewarded for their meritorious deeds in the near future, and rice and grain cloth will be distributed."

"Xie Deputy Qianhu is carrying, marking the five inscriptions! The next generation of brothers has thanked the deputy thousand households! ”

"Meng Baihu doesn't have to be in a hurry to be on duty, it's still important to take care of his health."

"Xie Deputy Qianhu, mark the ......"

Without waiting for Meng to finish his loyalty, Deputy Shen Qianhu glanced him up and down again, and added casually, "It's really too thin, it really looks like a little girl." ”

Meng: "......"

This time, it's definitely an auditory hallucination, right?

Walking out of the Thousand Households, a gust of north wind blew, and snowflakes drifted in the sky.

Meng shook his spirit, remembering what Deputy Shen Qianhu had said before, and the joy of promotion was suddenly suppressed by most of the time, and his mind was much clearer.

A joke from the king of Gaoyang County, Deputy Shen Qianhu actually knew it. It can't be accidental, then, the words on the rice paper are also deliberate? I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, compared with these people who were born to play tricks, he was really a little behind.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind is sweeping the snowflakes so much that it almost freezes people.

The same group of border troops patrolling the city passed by, and Meng tightened his jacket.

Deputy Shen's words and actions were not so much a warning as a reminder. Otherwise, the test hundred households will not fall on their own heads.

As long as we are more cautious and do not make mistakes of principle, there is still quite hope for the road to promotion and fortune. As for the King of Gaoyang County, there is too much difference in level, and it is useless to think more.

After figuring it out, he suddenly felt much more relaxed, Meng hummed a familiar tune in his mouth, and walked towards home at a faster pace.

is also a man who sets horses, but the mood of the two times is completely different.

In the Thousand Households of Xicheng, Shen Xuan handed the rice paper written next to the candle, and the orange-red flames swallowed up the ink-black handwriting, and finally discarded it into the copper basin.

Pick up the ink strip and grind it carefully on one of the moire end inkstones.

The white and slender fingers, the black ink, the turquoise inkstone, and the cyan military attache uniform reflected the candlelight, fading away from the evil aura and dyed with a wisp of ink. The fierce general of the Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield is also the king and grandson of the jade clothes.

The rice paper in the brazier had turned to black ash, and there was still a slight smell of herbs in the chamber.

Shen Xuan picked up the pen, his eyes were contemplative, he was a smart one, and he was available.

The tip of the pen fell on the paper, vigorous and powerful, as if with a cold blade.