As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor.

Meng didn't know how to look at it, but he had a lot of dealings with the doctors in the Tai Hospital, and it was easy to see that Meng Qingyi's health was very bad.

They live with the nomadic tribes in pursuit of water and grass, do the most tiring work, eat the least amount of food, and eat a full meal, and most of the time they sleep in the livestock pen.

On days like this, the iron-beaten man can't stand it.

No wonder Meng Qingyi is so old, and he is like an old man of half a hundred years old. Even if he has no memory, Meng can learn from Meng Qingjiangkou that Meng Qingyi eleven years ago was one of the best men in Mengjiatun, and he was by no means what he is now.

Meng Qingyi did not have a household registration, so Meng invited a doctor in his own name to treat Meng Qingyi.

"It doesn't have to be that much trouble." Meng Qingyi said, "More than ten years of old illnesses, my own body, I know it. ”

Meng insisted, "When the ninth brother arrives in the capital, everything will be arranged by the younger brother." ”

Recuperating the body is not overnight, no matter what, Meng Qingyi's legs have to be good to see.

Zhao Yuanju was summoned to the palace to diagnose the queen's pulse, Imperial Physician Liu and Meng are old acquaintances, and they knew Meng's old illness very well, so they took the post, explained to the doctor on duty, and soon arrived at the Guogong Mansion with the newly accepted apprentice.

Xingningbo invited someone, but he went to the Guogong Mansion for a consultation.

There are too many times, and over time, what should be strange has become common in the eyes of most people.

Once someone asks questions, it will attract the eyes of others.

Dingguo Gong and Xingningbo are lifelong friendships, don't think nonsense!

In fact, the truth is often in the hands of a few.

Zhao Yuanju and Imperial Physician Liu are both the people who are most likely to get close to the truth, but these two are both old people-jing, and they all know that the team of a few people is easy not to stand, as long as the Son of Heaven does not speak, he must be confused when he should be confused.

When he arrived at the Dingguo Mansion, his family led the way, and Imperial Physician Liu traveled all the way unhindered and came to Santang.

Meng Qingyi was invited from the guest room to the West Chamber.

After Shen Xuan knew his identity, Meng offered to return to Bofu, but was rejected on the spot.

"The brother of the twelve langs is my brother."

In the vernacular, my brother-in-law is here, what is the uncle's mansion to go back to? I live in the Guogong Mansion!

Grandpa Guo's speech is unquestionable.

Uncle Meng touched his nose and swallowed back the prepared words.

The opposition is invalid, and it is useless to struggle, so why bother to flutter.

Meng Qingjiang didn't think much about it, but Meng Qingyi was restless and lived like a year. It's a pity that no one has solved his doubts, and it's not good to ask directly, so he can only continue to hold back his discomfort.

After entering the west chamber of the third hall and seeing Meng, Imperial Physician Liu arched his hand and said, "I've seen my uncle." ”

Meng hurriedly got up and saluted back, "Imperial Doctor Liu has always been good?" I haven't seen it for a few days, and it's getting tougher. ”

"Borrow the uncle's good words." Doctor Liu said with a smile, "The old man Guan Uncle is still good-looking, can he take the medicine on time?" ”

"Nature."

The body is his own, and Meng Wan doesn't dare to be sloppy. The old disease has not been cured for a long time, and he is more anxious than anyone else. But today I invited Dr. Liu to come, but not to diagnose his pulse.

"I asked Mrs. Liu to come to the house today, for my brother's diagnosis and treatment."

Doctor Liu Weidun, brother, not a clan brother? It is said that Xingningbo's father and brother were all killed by the Tartars, where did he come from?

Meng Qingyi didn't say anything, and when he heard Meng mention him, he raised his head and saluted to Imperial Doctor Liu.

"This ......" only glanced at it, and Imperial Physician Liu's brows furrowed. Even Meng can find out that something is wrong, and naturally he can't escape his eyes.

Without further ado, he didn't delve into Meng Qingyi's identity, and immediately said, "Sit down quickly." ”

Meng Qingjiang looked at Meng and saw him nodding, so he sat down honestly and stretched out his left hand.

Imperial Physician Liu put his fingers on Meng Qingyi's wrist, his eyes closed slightly, and he muttered for a long time, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Change your hand."

The pulse took longer than expected.

Meng didn't dare to disturb, and reminded the doctor with the medicine box on his back in a low voice, "My brother has a disease in his right leg, please remind Imperial Doctor Liu." ”

"Uncle, don't worry."

The doctor was a little apprehensive, it was not the first time he had seen Meng, but it was the first time he had spoken to him. In my impression, Xingningbo is deeply favored by the emperor, not to mention arrogant, and should not be so approachable.

Zhao Yuan's judgment, now it should be called Zhao Yuan's envoy, and the doctor who followed Zhao's court's envoy once said that Xingningbo was kind, but he still didn't believe it and scoffed. can be majestic in the court, so that many officials avoid it, no matter how kind can it be?

Now that I think about it, it's really a rumor!

After another half of the incense time, Imperial Physician Liu carefully looked at Meng Qingyi's lame right leg, personally took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from the medicine box, applied medicine to Meng Qingyi's swollen-swollen-swollen knee, and said: "The bone has been broken, it has not been connected, and it has gout, although it can be treated, it is impossible to be like an ordinary person."

After listening to Imperial Physician Liu's words, Meng was inevitably a little disappointed. Meng Qingyi looked as usual, limped for ten years, and there was no time when it didn't hurt all year round. The wind and snow made him want to cut off his leg even more. Although it cannot be cured, it can alleviate the pain, which is an unexpected joy.

"Twelve, for my brother's leg, as long as he can walk, it will be done."

Meng didn't speak, but Imperial Doctor Liu was dissatisfied, "Don't you believe in the old man's medical skills?" Although you can't run and jump like ordinary people, you can ensure that you can walk as usual for decades to come, and as long as you stick to the medication and make no mistakes, the symptoms of gout can be reduced year by year. ”

"That's true!" Meng hurriedly said, "How is Imperial Doctor Liu's medical skills, this official knows better than anyone else!" My brother is overjoyed and can't speak, so don't be surprised. ”

Uncle Meng put □ paragraph, and Imperial Doctor Liu was not really angry, so he quickly threw aside the main owner who "couldn't speak", and discussed how to arrange meals and medicines on weekdays.

Meng Dao: "As the old saying goes, what you eat makes up for what you eat, my brother's bones have been broken, how about drinking bone broth every day?" ”

Imperial Physician Liu nodded and twisted his beard, "There is some truth." ”

Meng's eyes lit up, "The body is poor, should I eat more meat?" Cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks in exchange? ”

Imperial Physician Liu pinched his beard's hand for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ling, uncle." Uncle is taking medicine, should follow the doctor's instructions, avoid too much - meat - fishy. ”

Uncle Meng: "......" Does he look like a greedy person? Although the meat consumption of the Guogong Mansion is a must, the vast majority of it has entered the mouth of the second generation of Hou! But can he explain it that way? Obviously not.

Soon, Imperial Physician Liu's prescription was prescribed, and Meng Qingyi's daily meal list was also set.

Meng Qingyi did not go to school, but he still knew a lot of words. Looking at the long list listed, the details are so detailed as what to eat at each meal, and the meal is not the same, and it is really dizzy and dizzy.

At this moment, he just realized the fact that Twelve Lang had become a high-ranking official and a wealthy man!

Sending away Imperial Physician Liu, the dining room of the Guogong Mansion came to receive the list, and Meng Qian told him that he must prepare according to the list.

Meng Qingyi wanted to say that in someone else's house, it would be better to be more restrained.

"Brother knows that Twelve Lang has good intentions, but it's a little too much."

Meng didn't seem to understand what Meng Qingyi really wanted to express, and waved his hand, full of pride, "Brother Jiu, don't worry, our family is not bad for money!" One meal, one lamb, two chickens, still eat! ”

Our family?

Say our family in the Guogong Mansion?

Meng Qingyi felt that he shouldn't think about it, but Twelve Lang didn't live in the Bofu, but in the Guogong Mansion. Don't live in the guest room, live in the east wing of the three halls. The food is no different from that of Dingguogong, and the attitude of the Guogong Mansion towards him is also extremely respectful.

Could it be ......

"Twelve Lang," Meng Qingyi straightened his expression and said solemnly, "Could it be that you worshipped the prince of Dingguo and married him?" ”

Meng Gang poured a cup of hot tea, and when he heard this, he turned his head in surprise, "Why would Brother Jiu think so?" ”

"Not a godfather?"

"It's not."

"That shouldn't be so casual......"

"Brother Jiu," Meng put down the teacup, he had to say it sooner or later anyway, and simply made it clear to save trouble in the future, "Brother Tongdingguo has not paid homage to his relatives, but his hair has been married." ”

What?!

Meng Qingyi thought he had misheard.

To emphasize the facts, Meng added: "My mother also knows about this. ”

Mother also knows?

Sure that Meng was not joking, Meng Qingyi's brain buzzed, and the whole person was petrified.

How is this said, how could Twelve Lang tie his hair with a man?!

"Twelve, but you have to do it?"

"Brother is willing."

"......"

"Brother Jiu," Meng's expression suddenly changed, his face full of melancholy, "Actually, things are like this......

After listening to Meng's explanation, Meng Qingyi was instantly struck by lightning.

Twelve, no?

Dingguo Gong, can't either?

The two are lifelong friends, so what's the matter?

From petrification to cracking, and then to crushing into slag, Meng Qingyi's brain was emptied, his three views were brushed again, his mouth opened and closed several times, and he couldn't pronounce a single sound.

He was so shocked that he lost his strength in anger and grief. What's more, what position does he have to rebuke Tshiro?

Twelve-Lang was injured in the side plug and damaged the roots. At the end of the day, it's not for the family! Although it was shocking to the world, but his mother didn't stop him, he was able to put on his brother's face and reprimand and preach?

Shocked, dazed, followed by overwhelming guilt and distress, as well as outright hatred for Meng Guangxiao and Meng Qinghai's father and son. If it weren't for them, my father and brother would not have died in vain, I wouldn't have been exiled for eleven years, and Twelve Lang wouldn't have been forced to join the army!

When encountering such a thing, Twelve Lang must be even more uncomfortable! Compared to Twelve Lang, what is the hardship he endured in Biansai!

"Twelve, I'm sorry for you!" Meng Qingyi thumped his chest hard, pounded his right leg, and his eyes were red, "It's Brother Jiu who is useless!" ”

Meng was taken aback, and when he confessed, a variety of possibilities flashed in his mind, and he was ready to be scolded, but he didn't want Meng Qingyi to react like this. Was there something wrong with the way he spoke, or was Meng Qingyi listening the wrong way?

"Brother Jiu, don't be like this, you just used the medicine!"

stopped Meng Qingyi's self-harming behavior, Meng didn't know what to say. He was ashamed, but more moved. Meng Qingyi really loves his younger brother, even if he is so shocking, he can't bear to be harsh, but takes the responsibility on himself.

"Twelve Lang, like the Duke of Dingguo, are you really willing? If it weren't for ......"

Halfway through the words, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Shen Xuan, who was dressed in court clothes, stood by the door, with eight beam crowns, sable scarves, gold belts and jade, ribbons with four-color brocade, wide robes and large sleeves, walking, slim and straight, after standing still, stable as a mountain.

Walking into the room, Shen Xuan said solemnly: "Brother, I have married Twelve Lang, made a covenant in this life, Luan Feng is an alliance, and heaven and earth are proof!" ”

The low voice, like a jade face, dark eyebrows and eyes, seemed to have a tangible evil qi diffusing in the air.

Meng Qingyi shuddered. Even a murderous Tartar is not as scary as this. Twelve Lang, you want to live with him for the rest of your life? Really willingly, not forced?

I hadn't heard Shen Xuan say such things for a long time, Meng was a little awkward in his heart, pinched his ears, it was hot, and he must have turned red.

Meng Qingyi's petrification and others are even more powerful, and they really don't know how to react.

Listening to the tone of the Duke of Dingguo, there is no room for reversal in this matter. No matter who it is, it will not affect his decision.

In that case, what about a lively event? He had to give himself two slaps first to clear his head, but that's it, but it's not clear, it's not a thing.

Meng Qingyi was very distressed, so distressed that he completely ignored the evil aura emitted by Dingguo Gong.

Is this a brother-in-law or a brother-in-law?

None of them seem to fit.

In Meng Qingyi's distress, Meng had already poured a cup of hot tea for Shen Xuan. When Grandpa Guo came back at this hour, he was obviously left by the emperor to work overtime after retiring from the dynasty, and it is estimated that he was not able to eat.

Shen Xuan took the teacup, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his fingers brushed the back of Meng's hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his eyes were moving.

Meng Shishilang got used to it, he didn't feel anything, at most he shook his mind for a few seconds, and his heartbeat was faster.

Meng Qingyi was red-faced for a while, did a few psychological constructions, and finally said: "Twelve Lang, although you and Grandpa Guo can't do it openly, the family tree is to be on." ”

The ancestral hall must be opened on the genealogy, even if it is not a ceremony, it is also the most reliable guarantee. If the two are going to live for a lifetime, this step must be taken. If Dingguo Gong does not agree...... Meng Qingyi clenched his fists, fought for his life, and persuaded Twelve Lang to turn back.

However, with the situation of Twelve Lang and Grandpa Guo, should they go to the Meng family or the Shen family tree?

Hearing Meng Qingyi's words, the coldness in Shen Xuan's eyes eased slightly, Meng scratched his chin, and said, "Brother Jiu, Grandpa Guo is the righteous son of Jinshang, and I have been given a surname by the Son of Heaven." ”

In short, they were all under the control of the clan. On the genealogy, it must be nodded by the Son of Heaven, and the grandfather's family of Shangguo.

The surname given by the Son of Heaven?

Could it be that even the Son of Heaven knows about this?!

As soon as these words came out, Meng Qingyi failed to succeed in petrification, but flew directly out of the sky.

Mandarin Palace, East Warm Pavilion

A map that encompasses the entire Ming Dynasty is paved with half of the bluestone brick floor.

Zhu Zhanyan squatted on the side of the map, with two chubby little hands supporting his chin, dressed in a red coiled dragon suit, and was silent for a long time.

Zhu Zhanji sat cross-legged beside Zhu Zhanji, with a booklet on his lap, and every time he turned a page, he compared it on the map, looking for the corresponding state capital, and kept recording in his hands, and soon, his fingers and arms began to sore.

The eunuch palace people who were waiting for the two stood aside, holding pen, ink, paper, inkstone and hot soup with dim sum, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to make a sound.

There is no incense in the warm pavilion, only a faint fruity aroma and the sweet aroma of pastries.

After a while, Zhu Zhanyan spoke up, "Brother Wang." ”

"Huh?"

"I want to get out of the palace."

Zhu Zhanji paused, and the thick black ink dots blurred, announcing that this page was invalid.

"Why?"

"A few days less than a few days to teach in the palace."

Zhu Zhanyan raised his head and did not hide the purpose of wanting to leave the palace. Since Zhu Zhanji was taught by Zhu Di, the cousins have become much closer than before.

"Lack of insurance is a recurrence of an old disease." Zhu Zhanji put down his pen, and immediately a eunuch sent a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands for him, "Grandfather Huang also said, don't bother in the near future." ”

"But I want to see Shaobao, and I want to know if Shaobao's old illness has been cured. If Shaobao refuses to drink medicine, the disease will not get better quickly. If Shao Bao refuses to drink the medicine, Zhao Yuan can give Shao Bao an injection. ”

Zhu Zhanji: "......" If this is the case, Xingningbo may not be happy to see Brother Wang.

Zhu Zhan was tired of squatting, so he simply sat down, "Shao Bao said last time, there are fish bigger than a house in the sea, and there are countless grains that can live in the land across the sea, as well as all kinds of rare birds and beasts. Didn't Brother Wang also want to listen to Shaobao's lectures? ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded, for this reason, he also fought with the emperor's grandfather.

"Shao Bao is sick and can't enter the palace, so as a disciple, he should go to visit the patient."

Zhu Zhanyan seemed to have made up his mind, suddenly pressed his hands to the ground, stood up, patted the hem of his robe, and dropped a sentence, "I'm going to see the emperor's grandfather!" ”

In other words, he ran out of the warm pavilion.

The eunuch who was waiting for him immediately followed, "Shizi, slow down. ”

Zhu Zhanji looked down at the booklet in his hand, and tore off the tainted page, "Wang Companion." ”

"The slave is here."

"Pack it up, and go to see the emperor's grandfather."

"Yes."

In the Xinuan Pavilion of Fengtian Palace, Zhu Di flipped over the slip handed by the brocade guard, and his expression became cold.

After a while, the yellow silk was rolled out, the pen was lifted, and it fell heavily.

"Summoning Guizhou to guard the town of Yuanhou Gu Cheng to return to Beijing, and promote the capital to command Xue Gui to be the governor of the Chinese army and guard Guizhou."

"Change the right senator of the Guangxi political secretary to the right senator of the political secretary of Guangxi."

"King Jiahan, King Zhao is 10,000 stones."

"Professor Naping Wangfu, Ji Shan, go to the capital. Then the palace guards were leveled, no sergeants were left, only 100 captains remained, and the officers and soldiers were transferred to the border. ”

When Zhu Zhan asked to see him, he happened to meet Zheng He who walked out of the warm pavilion.

"I've seen the son."

Zheng He saluted and reported outside the hall.

Soon, the voice of Emperor Yongle sounded in the hall, Zhu Zhanyan thanked Zheng He, and Zheng He hurriedly said: "Slaves and maids should not be!" Hurry up and get in. ”

Zhu Zhanji had just entered the warm pavilion with his front foot, and Zhu Zhanji led someone over with his back foot.

Zheng He squinted, and there was no clue on his smiling face, but he did not pay homage to Emperor Yongle as before, but took the yellow silk and hurried to Wenyuan Pavilion.