Chapter 9: Mother and Son's First Encounter 2

The palace people guarding outside the door desperately lowered their heads and held back their laughter, lest they find out that they would cause trouble in vain.

"Well, do you have any palace people who can write?" Xiao Guo was afraid that this little mouth would pop out of the inappropriate words again, so he hurriedly diverted the topic and asked Xiao Fuzi.

"The Empress Dowager Qi, the slave can write a few big characters." Xiao Fuzi replied tremblingly.

Today's Queen Mother is too polite, very wrong!

"Okay, I said you can write it!"

Xiaofuzi took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, put it on a footstool, half-knelt, and picked up the pen and ear to prepare to listen attentively.

Xiao Guo looked at the little emperor's desk and sighed in his heart, this is a society with absolute monarchy and disparity in status!

But in the end, he didn't say anything to let Xiaofuzi get up and sit at the table.

She thought about it carefully, and said: "25 grams of green salt, 25 grams of raw gypsum, 20 grams of psoralen, 6 grams of peppercorns, 7 grams of angelica, 7 grams of southern mint, 12 grams of lotus grass, 12 grams of parsnip, and 7 grams of fine pungent." ”

After thinking about it, she said, "Let's write down the usage as well!" The above herbs are crushed into fine foam, cleaned the mouth, take an appropriate amount and apply it to the affected area, three times a day, and apply it for seven days to heal. ”

This recipe was found by her grandfather before, she loved sweets when she was a child, and she had a toothache for this, but she didn't suffer less!

Xiaofuzi gave the written prescription to Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo checked that it was correct, and saw that the handwriting was neat and beautiful, and his heart moved, and asked, "Have you ever read a book?" ”

Xiao Fuzi hurriedly replied: "Back to the Queen Mother, the slave's father was a jinshi before his death, and the slave has been with him since he was a child, and he has also read a few books. ”

"Even if he is a scholarly family, he can read and write words, why did he fall into the palace to make a living?" Xiaoguo said strangely.

"When I was eight years old, my father died, and my mother was too sad and fell ill in bed. I was still young at the time, there was no one to hire a worker, and I had no money to get medicine, so I could only watch my mother's condition get worse and worse. Just three years ago, my mother also left, and I was worried about the cost of the funeral, and I happened to see the text posted on the wall, recruiting people in the palace, and you can get ten taels of silver if you are selected! Ten taels of silver! It's enough to pay off the debts outside, and the rest of the money can be used to give my mother a decent funeral! ”

Xiaoguo burst into tears when she heard this, and said, "It's a pity that creation makes people! It's rare for you to be so filial! ”

Xiaofuzi wiped away his tears and knelt down to thank the Queen Mother for her praise.

Xiaoguo numbly accepted his bow, and his heart was mixed.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, Xiaofuzi took the initiative to retire and grabbed the medicine with the medicine list.

A palace maid brought two cups of hot tea, Xiaoguo talked for a while, her throat was a little thirsty, she couldn't help but look at her gratefully, took the teacup, and saw a few flowers floating in the cup, which was very beautiful and lovely.

I took a sip and held it in my mouth, and the tea aroma had a hint of sweetness, which made people's teeth and cheeks fragrant.

Xiaoguo squinted her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised, and she was still savoring the wonderful taste of tea.

Li Bai had already drunk his cup of milk tea, handed the teacup to the palace maid, and waved her out.

After finishing, he cautiously looked around again, poked his little head in front of Xiaoguo, and asked quietly, "What does the queen mother need her son's help with this time?" Take it out now! ”

"Huh?" Xiaoguo was stunned, "What are you handing over?" To whom? ”

Li Bai looked like an adult, and flew a "You are pretending to be garlic again" look: "Queen Mother, there is no one at the moment, take it out quickly, do you need me to pass the note this time?" Or a purse? ”

Note? Pouch?

The tea that Xiaoguo was holding in his mouth sprayed Li Bai's face, the two of them were blindfolded, and they looked at each other for a long time, Li Bai said "wow", couldn't help but cry out, Xiaoguo came back to his senses and hurriedly wiped his little face with a handkerchief.

Fortunately, the tea was not hot, Xiao Li Bai was just startled and was not injured.

The palace people guarding outside the palace gate heard the call of the little emperor inside, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, lest they would not take care of it properly, and the king would be furious and implicated, and they were not called by the masters, so they were not allowed to enter to check, remember to scratch their ears and cheeks, and rub their hands again and again.

Xiaoguo looked at Li Bai with a serious face, dumbfounded, but his mind was spinning at high speed: The former master of this body can't bear the loneliness, and the red apricot is out of the wall? also let his son make a dark line and contact the "adulterer"?

In this way, the emperor's son was five years old, and it has been five years since he heard that the emperor had died, that is, one was born and the other died!

Wait, the emperor died of illness, will a seriously ill person still have the energy to have children?

Could it be that the little emperor in front of him is not the heir of the first emperor, he is a fake?!

Xiao Guo swallowed a few times in a row, grabbed Li Bai's arm with both hands, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is that person?" ”

"The man?" Li Bai was so frightened that he was stunned, his round eyes widened, and he asked suspiciously, "Which one?" ”

"No, no, no!" Xiaoguo hurriedly corrected, "I mean, who did the note and purse for?" ”

"Eleventh Emperor Uncle!" Li Bai touched Xiaoguo's forehead with his hand, "Queen Mother, why are you talking upside down today?" ”

Xiaoguo has been scorched inside and outside by thunder!

The eleventh emperor uncle of the little emperor? Dingwang? It's him?! So, it's rare that the little emperor is also his?

In Xiaoguo's mind, he has completely directed and acted in a court drama about love, imperial power, and conspiracy!

"Queen Mother, Queen Mother......" Li Bai shook Xiaoguo's arm and pulled her back to reality from the wonderful scene.

Xiaoguo's face was a little pale, and the mess left by the previous master made her feel under great pressure and couldn't accept it for a while.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Li Bai took the piece pressed under a stack of books as if offering a treasure, and smiled mysteriously: "Queen Mother, look at what this is?" ”

Xiaoguo was stunned: "Isn't this a twist?" ”

Li Bai sighed and shook his head: "Erchen said the words above!" ”

Xiaoguo squinted at the traditional Chinese characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, picked up the part that the font recognized, and read: "Z, read, open, oops, what is written?" Well, this word is very beautiful! Is it machine-printed? ”

Xiaoguo tossed up and down left and right, looked at it a few times, and muttered: "Such uneven and cumbersome paper, it is difficult to print!" ”

Li Bai covered his head and said hurriedly: "Queen Mother, you really don't remember?" This is the handwriting of Uncle Eleven! ”

"That's it!"

Xiaoguo held the folded hand and trembled: How come it is the king again!

The twists and turns began to become hot, and Xiaoguo stared at the words on it: perseverance and ease, just and soft, like a person, even his sister-in-law can do it, and he is really a character with no bottom line and difficult to entangle!

She glanced at it again, a soft cute little doll with an arrogant face, and turned to laugh at herself, maybe she was too worried, if it was really as expected, the little emperor didn't have to worry about the seizure of power, and when his father Dingwang was too addicted to the emperor, he would naturally return the imperial power to his grown son!