Bai Liyan, who woke up, sat up and looked around, changed his sick state, broke free from the lame man and sat up, his expression was confused and confused, and he suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"This ...... It's ......"

Hearing the news, Bai Liyan opened his mouth to speak, and the lame man was overjoyed:

"Shizi, Shizi!"

There was a tingling in the vague ears, and Baili Yan frowned and was shocked:

"Shizi, what Shizi! This is where it is. No, I, my accent ......"

Bai Liyan looked at herself again, her hands were very small, and her body was still the body of an eight- or nine-year-old child, and the old man and everyone in front of her were dressed incrediblely. Although the wording can be understood, it is not Chinese, and it is by no means ancient Chinese. Seeing this, Bailiyan's heart stirred up a thousand waves:

"Oh no, it can't be ......"

Bai Liyan suddenly remembered that she had just gotten off work from the hospital before her death, and was on her way home by car, when a fire crossed the air, which should be a meteor, maybe a meteorite. The moment it hit him, he was still conscious, and then it was as if he had slept for a long time, and when he woke up with his eyes open, as in front of his eyes, his consciousness was superimposed on the child's body.

That is, in an instant, Wei Xian, who was on the earth, came to this time and space by mistake, entered Bailiyan's consciousness, and stole his body.

Thinking in his heart, Wei Xian tried to dig into the memories deep in Baili Yan's body, but his efforts were inevitably a little in vain. How many memories can an eight- or nine-year-old child have that are worth digging. It was this son's body, and the incredible matching power that made Wei Xian curious. Thinking of this, Wei Xian said tentatively:

"He Lao is lame, why is this son so virtuous." Wei Xian worked hard to dig into his memories and gradually find out the spectrum of interpersonal relationships.

"Shizi, you are sick, you are very sick, Shizi doesn't remember!"

"yes, maybe I'm sick and forgot about it."

Wei Xian touched his forehead, sure enough, it was still very hot, his self-consciousness had not long recovered, and the fatigue in his body was bothering him like a strangulation vine, it was indeed a serious illness, no less than having bird flu and escaping death. Thinking of this, Bai Liyan's memory was quickly derived, and after matching with Wei Xian's memory, it was being digested and absorbed, and the accent was gradually adjusted.

"He Lao is lame, this son is hungry, get some food for this son."

"No, the old man is ready."

Steward He motioned to his subordinates to change the bed for Baili Yan, and Wei Xian, supported by the maid, trembled and came outside the bedroom.

It was raining heavily outside the world, the temperature was 323 degrees, and the sergeant on duty under the eaves attracted Wei Xian's attention:

"It's weird, what the hell is this place, or the Bronze Age. The text is neither the gold style of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, nor the seal style of the Qin and Han dynasties, nor is the wording and language similar, is it not ancient China??? ”

Wei Xian, no, it was Bai Liyan who put three question marks in his heart.

The docking and continuous release of Bailiyan's memories made Wei Xian clearly know that the current situation was unexpected.

Obviously, it is not ancient China in front of us, it should be in another time and space, a time and space that is highly similar to Chinese civilization. Whether it is the architectural style or the clothes, it has the style of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, even if it is a weapon, it is so godlike.

"What the hell!"

Wei Xian said secretly, his mouth was still in Chinese, although his tongue was stiff, but at least it showed that there was nothing wrong with his memory and habits. Able to speak Chinese, but apparently slurred, Bailiyan's language has taken possession of its own language system.

At this time, the steward brought a meal and stopped behind Baili Yan:

"Son, it's time to eat."

Wei Xian glanced at He Lao and said:

"Uncle He, let's put it on the table."

Steward He didn't seem to understand, and asked:

"Shizi, what do you call the old man?"

"Uncle Ho, is there anything wrong? This son knows that he has always called you lame before, and the rules have to be changed from today onwards. ”

"No!" He Kuan was moved when he heard the news.

For so many years, Bailiyan has been He Lao Lame and He Lao Lame, and today he suddenly changed his words, and He Guan secretly shed tears.

After Wei Xian's combing, the real name of He Laolame in Bailiyan's memory is He Kuan, who is in his early fifties, and is Bailiyan's biological father, the guard Lang next to Baili Gui, the lord of Qi. Equivalent to a mid-ranking Guards officer, without specific duties.

Bailiyan's son was plundered to the Jin State as a hostage, He Kuan was ordered to be sent to the Jin State to protect the lord, three years ago because of the protector, was left disabled after the Jin King's relatives broke his left leg.

Back in the bedroom, Wei Xian gobbled it up while combing through Bailiyan's memories.

Bailiyan is young, and there are indeed a lot of bad things, so it is said that this serious illness almost killed him, even if it is placed on the earth, it is unheard of.

Although Bai Liyan is young, he is also the son of Qi State, and he does not read and write a lot, and even has a pro-Jin political brainwashing course. However, since last year, Bailiyan was suddenly isolated separately, separated from the children of the nobles and the sons of the Jin Kingdom.

The King of Jin not only did not arrange to accompany the reading and the teacher to teach, but let the palace maid not cover her body and play in the palace all day long, resulting in such a child of eight or nine years old, with good nutrition and development, is bound to develop faster than his peers, so under the instigation of the king of the Jin Kingdom, Bailiyan couldn't hold it for the first time and caused a desire to vent.

There is a first time, there is a second time, in the past year, in the hundred swallows are young, all day long the warbler singing and dancing sleepy and gentle in the countryside.

Wei Xian is a surgeon, and Chinese medicine has some understanding, and in the long run, it will inevitably lead to a lack of energy and vitality at a young age. The root cause of this serious illness was yesterday's desire to discharge, coupled with the hot and humid weather, the King of Jin ordered someone to send Bingjian to Bailiyan to relieve the heat, which caused physiological exhaustion.

Modern people know that after sexual intercourse, especially after sexual intercourse many times in a short period of time, remember to blow cold wind. Ancient people, especially the powerful, had much better medical conditions than ordinary people, and they knew this common sense better than ordinary people, and King Jin was also well versed in this.

So just after Baili Yan wanted to vent, the quick people sent it to Bingjian in the name of relieving the heat. Bailiyan is ignorant and ignorant, where do you know that this is a plan, it is normal for people to be cool in the hot weather, so it is reasonable to be fatal with a cold and a hot and a desire to vent.

It can be seen that this King of Jin is not a good thing, so filthy is no different from a killer, obviously intentionally to put Bailiyan to death

However, what puzzled Wei Xian was that since the King of Jin wanted to kill the prince of a small country, there were many ways to die by accident, so why did he want to kill him? And it is so sinister, not with the method of **.

Thinking from Wei Xian's point of view, since it is a country to a country, it must be a great plan of the monarchy, and it is impossible to start rashly, there must be a huge conspiracy in it. It's just that I, an outsider, or a traveler, can't appreciate the different political consequences of the technological cognitive barriers caused by the times and technological gaps.

Thinking of this, Wei Xian continued to eat.

The meals are quite rudimentary and even crude. The main course is a plate of boiled meat in salted water, a plate of boiled amaranth, drizzled with a little vegetable oil, and packed in wooden dishes and bronze utensils, which can be described as tasteless.

Wei Xian estimated that the catering was bleak in recent years, except for boiling and roasting, frying, cooking and frying, and braised and braised white. Otherwise, Bailiyan is also a proton, and he shouldn't have this shabby diet.

In Bailiyan's memory, the morning is almost inseparable from white rice porridge, all kinds of pickles, dinner and a little meat and dry rice, only every two days, dinner will have big meat, or poultry, or pig, beef, and it is only two meals a day, one in the morning, one in the evening, two meals a day.

Probably this is the best treatment that the ordinary aristocracy can enjoy when the labor force is low in the Bronze Age, and it is the treatment of a declining aristocracy. Even in modern times, a meaty meal every two days is considered a good treatment, but at the moment, ordinary people are afraid that it is a luxury to eat fine white rice.

After eating, He Kuan arranged for Wei Xian to rest, and ordered someone to invite the Jin State medical officer to come to the official residence to diagnose the disease, but was stopped by Wei Xian:

"Uncle He, there is no need to ask the Jin State Medical Officer again, the illness of this son is no longer serious, the hour is not early, you can also go back and rest."

"Shizi, it's better to ask the medical officer for a re-examination to be foolproof, and it's better for the old man to go there in person."

"I said no!" Wei Xian pulled his voice and said in a tough tone.

Judging from the information extracted from memory, Bailiyan, as the son of the world, is still relatively obedient to his servants.

Seeing that Bailiyan was unhappy, He Kuan had no choice but to retreat:

"Okay, when I enter the palace another day, the old man will ask the doctor for diagnosis and treatment, and tonight I will ask the prince to rest for a good life, and the old man will retreat."

When the words fell, He Kuan quietly withdrew from the bedroom, and Wei Xian was left alone in the huge house. Wei Xian sat back on the bed, his eyes thoughtful:

"It seems that I can't go back, now this Baili Yan has been calculated at a young age, why is he so cowardly, if I were you, I would have found a tree and hanged myself!"

Wei Xian is very iron-clad, and a thought inexplicably flashed through his mind:

"What if I can't go back? was plotted at a young age, even if he is cured, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape 'being killed'. No, even if you protect yourself, you have to find a way to survive first, it seems that Bai Liyan's identity has to be hard to the end. ”

Wei Xian's idea is very simple, such a child has someone to calculate, or is he so ruthless and dirty, if he appears in the official residence alive in a few days, wouldn't he be asking for his own death?

No, we have to find a way to survive first, and we can't take care of the rest.

The next day, the weather cleared, the temperature rose, and the sultry heat woke up Bailiyan in the morning. Hurriedly left the bed and opened the door, and the two maids outside the door waited for a long time, and saw the young master open the door and come out, and the two girls saluted respectfully:

"Shizi, you're awake."

Bailiyan glanced at the second daughter up and down, she was very young, and she was dressed in ordinary clothes, if she was a modern girl, she was probably still in high school. Thinking of this, Baili Yan said:

"Where is He?"

"Back to the world, Uncle He is preparing food in the stove room."

"Oh!"

Bai Liyan was quite unwell, Wei Xian had studied medicine for many years in the past, and he had worked in the hospital for two years, working from 7 to 5 every day, but now he suddenly had free time, and he felt bored under boredom.

While pondering, He Lao lame came in a hurry under the corridor, and there were several people from the Jin State Palace behind him, seeing that Bailiyan had gotten up, He Lao was lame and panicked, and at this time, the people of the Jin State Palace behind him were stern and asked He Kuandao:

"What's the matter, just now you said that the son of Baili Shizi has not recovered from a serious illness, why did you see it today, such a dragon and a tiger."

"Lu Gongguan, the prince was indeed seriously ill yesterday, if you don't believe it, you can ask Doctor Wang. After a night's rest, he just got better today, and the old man really didn't deceive the palace officials. ”

"Hmph, we will report to the king truthfully when we go back, and see what else you have to say!"

The palace man surnamed Lu stepped forward with his sleeves and jumped in front of He Kuan, facing Bailiyan:

"Baili Shizi, the king heard that the prince was seriously ill, and today he sent our family to visit the prince. I don't want the son of the world to be born with a noble body, and it is really admirable that he can be cured suddenly after becoming ill overnight.

Today, on the orders of the king, we invite the little prince to enter the palace to meet the king of my family, the prince of Baili, please! ”

The palace man surnamed Lu had a bad face, and Bai Liyan recognized this person thoughtfully. This person is the palace official next to King Jin, and his personal entourage, that is, the palace official who is responsible for conveying the will of the king's inner chamber and inner palace.

(End of chapter)