Chapter 126: Providence

In the Ming system, the eunuchs in the palace were divided into 12 supervisors, 4 divisions and 8 bureaus, the so-called 24 yamen, and the title of eunuchs actually referred to the heads and brains of each supervision and bureau. Although the celebrant eunuch who was at the peak of the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty is now the head of the twelve eunuchs, the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di is energetic, and the cabinet is only for the purpose of preparing for consultation and praise, and the eunuchs are not allowed to interfere in government affairs, so at that time, there were only the celebrant eunuchs, and there was no difference between the eunuchs with palm prints and the eunuchs, even if it was a eunuch like Zheng and Zhang Qian, he was always respectful in front of the hundred officials.

Although Zhang Qian's trip to the West was not as powerful as Zheng He's, and he was not as far as Zheng He, he was not as far as Zheng He, but Yongle was six years old, Yongle nine years, and Yongle ten years of mud, and this time he returned to China and brought the Sulu East King, the West King, and the Dong Dynasty to visit. When he returned to Beppu in England with Zhang Yue, he commanded his people to go out to buy all kinds of utensils, and instructed Zhang Yue on various important tasks during the mourning period, and finally stopped before Zhang Fu's residence.

"I am an old man of the emperor's mansion, and later I angered the emperor once, and I should be punished with a cane. Zhang Niangniang was kind and generous, and at that time she persuaded me on the grounds that I was meritorious, which eliminated the emperor's thunderous anger, and I took care of it a lot because I had the same surname. Who thinks that I will return to the West now, before I can see my mother, my mother has already passed away young. ”

Zhang Yue didn't expect that there would be such a hidden relationship, and when he saw Zhang Qian standing there, he sighed, but he didn't know what to say. When he was standing there and was hesitating, he saw the imperial physician Shi Quan come out of the ear room and walk towards this side with a heavy face.

"Zhang Niangniang is really?" Shi Quan was originally a lean man who did not smile, and when he saw Zhang Yue nodding at this time, his face suddenly darkened. After being silent for a long time, he sighed helplessly, "The British public is a little better, and I don't know if he can withstand this blow." That's it, I'll go in with the third son. Acting on the opportunistic basis is. Grandpa Zhang, you ......"

"Doctor Shi and Zhang Gongzi went in together, and I was ordered by the emperor to assist in the housekeeping of the British Duke Beppu, so I won't go in to see the British Duke." After Zhang Qian said this, he paused and said, "But if there is anything, I will bear it with you." ”

There are many people in this world who are blessed to share, and there are few people who share difficulties, Zhang Yue heard Zhang Qian say that he didn't think much about staying outside. But when people add such a sentence, it is extremely rare. Even Shi Quan, who is obsessed with medical skills and doesn't care about other things, also shows a little respect. At this time, Zhang Yue knew that whatever words of thanks were open space, he nodded at Zhang Qian and turned around and entered the house.

Because he was always lying down before, Zhang Fu woke up brightly at this time. A girl was sitting at the head of the bed, just after serving him to drink bird's nest porridge, when she saw someone coming in, she hurriedly got up and gave a salute, and saw Zhang Yue waving her hand gently. She packed up her things and walked out of the house. And Zhang Fu couldn't help laughing when he saw that Zhang Yue was still followed by the imperial physician Shi Quan.

"My illness is not in the way, you don't have to drag Doctor Shi behind every time you come to visit." After saying that, his eyes fell on Shi Quan behind Zhang Yue, and sighed, "This time I am sick." The labor hospital is rushing up and down, which is too much. In particular, Dr. Shi almost lived with me, and I was quite sorry not to go. ”

"The pillars of the Principality of England, I deserve it with all my heart."

Shi Quan's medical skills are among the best in Tai Hospital. Although he will not be welcomed, Zhu Di attaches great importance to his medical skills, and he has diagnosed princes and ministers a lot in the past, but Zhang Fu has always been strong-boned, and this is the first time. He was used to seeing those arrogant princes and nobles on weekdays, Zhang Fu spoke like this, he was quite admirable in addition to Nahan, and then said after answering with a smile: "It's not me boasting." If you take care of yourself, by the beginning of spring next year, the British Gong will be a good hand when she opens the bow again! ”

"Okay, well, then I'll inherit the good words of the imperial doctor!"

Seeing that Zhang Fu was in a very good mood, Zhang Yue wanted to open his mouth several times, but he swallowed these words every time he reached his throat. At this time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart about the Yongle Emperor - other bad news can be done in a roundabout way and try to get some means, but how can this kind of bad news be able to gag nonsense, and it doesn't have to be straightforward! But the problem is that long pain is better than short pain, although it is a wise saying. Is it effective for Zhang Fu, whose condition has just improved?

Although Zhang Fu was talking to Shi Quan. His eyes also glanced at Zhang Yue inadvertently, seeing that he was hesitant. His face was very ugly, and he stopped talking unconsciously. After a long time, he asked lightly: "What, Brother Yue'er has something to tell me?" ”

"Uncle Lobby, there is indeed one thing...... And it's bad news. Zhang Yue didn't expect Zhang Fu to feel so keenly during his illness, so he had to take a deep breath and say hard, "Nanjing brought a letter and said that it was ...... said it was the eldest aunt. ”

At that moment, Zhang Yue's heart almost rose to his throat, and his eyes stared at Zhang Fu without blinking, for fear that he would fall down when he heard the bad news. Shi Quan next to him had already held a few golden needles in his hands, and if he was not ready to prepare one, he would come forward for first aid, and he was even more thinking about whether those girls had prepared those decoctions according to the instructions. However, when the two were worried, Zhang Fu only sighed deeply, and he was not as unable to support it as they expected.

"She's not sick for a day or two, I've been preparing for this day for a long time, who knows it's at this time."

Having said that, Zhang Fu's face showed an undisguised gloom, and his head turned to the tent. The most important thing for a famous general is that Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his color, but it is on the battlefield, in the big tent that determines military policy, but not at home. When his father Zhang Yu died in battle, he never shed tears and cried for the first time in his life. But after that, he had no time to appease his younger brothers and sisters, and he followed Zhu Di into battle without filial piety, because if Zhu Di lost at that time, the Zhang family would be the disaster of the clan.

Later, his sister entered the palace as a concubine, he fought in the north and south, it was inevitable that someone in the court would attack, the two younger brothers did not know what to do, and the sister who was the imperial concubine had always been in poor health, but she had to bear the greatest pressure, and she was unable to have children in her life, and there was no one to accept her under her knees. She has worked hard for him and the Zhang family for so many years, and now she finally can't stand it.

Facing the green mantle tent, he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Sister Hui, it's the eldest brother who can't stand you......"

Zhang Yue looked at Zhang Fudi's back trembling slightly, and couldn't help but think of his mother and sister who were in Kaifeng. He has always felt that Zhang Fu is wise and calm and low-key, and he has always been calm and calm, but the man does not flick lightly when he has tears, just because he has not reached the sad place, and when the man who beats him with iron is also injured, Zhang Fu is no exception. He didn't dare to persuade him at this time, so he glanced at Shi Quan.

As a physician, Shi Quan is used to seeing life and death, but he doesn't feel as much as Zhang Yue at this time, he stepped forward and bent down slightly, put a hand on Zhang Fu's right wrist, and after a moment of contemplation, he whispered: "British Duke, the dead are gone, the living still exist, please mourn and change." Your illness is now taking a turn for the better, and if there is a change because of your grief, not only your family, but also the emperor will not be relieved. Now that the wrist pulse has been stagnant, it is better to rest for a while after taking the medicine. ”

Zhang Fu came back to his senses at this time, and when he saw that Zhang Yue in front of the bed was full of anxiety, and Shi Quan's face was solemn, he nodded slightly. When a girl outside brought the medicine, he lay down after drinking it without saying a word, and fell asleep after a short time.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yue's eyes really widened, and in the end he was dragged out by Shi Quan. When he came to the porch and saw that Zhang Qian was still there, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked Shi Quan, "How is the hall uncle now?" Why did he fall asleep after a bowl of medicine? Is this really asleep or ......"

"The British Duke seems to have been prepared for a long time, and although the pulse is stagnant, there is no big fluctuation." Seeing that Zhang Yue was getting more and more excited, Shi Quan had to interrupt him and explained, "I added calming ingredients to that bowl of medicine, which can make the British Duke sleep well." You can rest assured that these medicines are good and harmless to the illness of the British public, and it is better to let him sleep well than to make him think too much at this time. As for the rest, it is useless for us to think about it too much, and the British public should naturally know the stakes. ”

Zhang Qian, who was standing at the foot of the steps, also nodded again and again, and stepped forward to ask the British Duke without much violent reaction, he let out a long sigh, arched his hand and went out to arrange a matter. As soon as he left, Shi Quan naturally returned to the ear room to record his medical case, and also weighed how to change the prescription. As a result, Zhang Yue was the only one left in the empty space under the corridor.

"It's okay, I probably won't be asked by the solips this time......"

Zhang Guifei is not only a concubine, but she has her own etiquette inscription when she dies. Zhu Di ordered the imitation of Taizu Cheng Mu Sun Guifei to treat the funeral, although the sick British public Zhang Fu tried his best to express his gratitude, but he insisted on not allowing it, and gave Zhang Fu precious medicinal materials and countless gold, silver and satin. Thinking of Zhang Fu's illness and mourning, he had to order the imperial physician Shi Quan to report the medical case every day. In the end, it was still a few imperial historians in the imperial history platform who really couldn't look down on this great favor, and they were advised by the excerpts, and Yang Rong and others had to stand up and make a tactful statement, and Zhu Di could be regarded as stopping.

Autumn went to winter, after the wax moon, Zhang Fu's condition got better day by day, and by the end of the year, he was able to walk around the ground, and the family was overjoyed. Since Mrs. Wang had to mourn like the brothers Zhang Hui and Zhang Xuan, only letters were brought to Beijing, but people could not come for a while. As a result, there is still only Zhang Yue and the Zhang family in charge of the inside and outside of this Nuodi mansion. Thanks to his good work, Zhang Qian stayed for a few more days, and there was almost no mistake this time.

However, seeing that Zhang Fu's condition was improving, another worry in his heart still did not dissipate - Liang Qian is still locked up in Jinyiwei Prison, and the previous statement that Yuan Fang promised him is still nowhere to be found, and he still doesn't know who is suing him behind his back, even if he takes the time to visit Du Zhen to no avail.

Facts have proved that there is a providence in the dark, and although Zhang Fu has survived this hurdle, his own affairs have been fruitless. Du Zhen is not a fairy, he can't predict everything, so he naturally doesn't know who will be the informant behind it.

In the heavy snow, the new year is about to begin.