What Emperor Guang said is not unreasonable.

If you continue to maintain the integrity of the speech official on the scene, then the speech official who secretly incarnates as the Emperor of Light, as long as he acts carefully, will not be discovered by the ministers.

Just doing this, how can you be worthy of the title of spokesman?

How can you be worthy of your conscience?

It is true that there is no right or wrong in many things in the world, and what I was stubborn in the past and what I am sticking to now is not necessarily right.

But it's still hard to settle.

Whether to die standing or to kneel is a question.

He was a pure minister, he was, is, and will be.

Even if there is no future, he wants to be worthy of his heart and the righteous path he has chosen.

Look up to the sky, bow down to the ground.

So much for.

Thinking of this, Li Youquan couldn't help but feel sad again, thinking that he had gone through three dynasties and was dedicated to the country as the king, but now he thought about it, and he didn't want to accept the conditions of Emperor Guang, it seemed that there was only one death, and his dry eyes were rarely hot, and he put the wine jug close to his lips, and drank it all in a rare and heroic way.

Wine is burned with knives, and it is cooked like fire through the intestines.

Li Youquan collapsed on the straw pile, quietly waiting for death to come.

How do you know that there is no abdominal pain such as hanging, and there is no bleeding from the seven orifices, Li Youquan only felt dizzy and drowsy, and he fell asleep drunk......

Jia Dongfeng didn't know the twists and turns in Li Youquan's heart, what she brought was just the ant medicine wine that Fu Huanqing brought back to prevent Li Youquan from being accidentally infected, just like the pot of wine that Jia Shuang gave to the prison guards.

After leaving the medicine and wine out of the prison, Jia Dongfeng slowly walked up the steps to the carriage, and together with Jia Shuang, he changed into a coat on the carriage, and burned all the gloves, gauze, and the clothes he had changed.

Taking advantage of the twilight, Jia Huan drove the carriage from the path into the Huangji Gate, and galloped all the way to Rende Palace.

Just along the way, Jia Dongfeng and Jia Shuang have briefly gone through the situation of Hu Dahai now:

"After Gonggong Hu took the medicine, the fever has subsided, and the cough has improved slightly, but whether he can survive these few days still depends on his personal creation."

"Doctor Jia thinks there is a resemblance between this epidemic and Gu poison?"

"The speed of transmission of ordinary epidemic diseases is really not so fast, if the sick people are first infected with the same kind of Gu poison, and then the epidemic is triggered, such a fast transmission speed can be achieved. However, this inference has yet to be reacted by the guards of the prison and Lord Li. ”

"Are the two of them bound to be infected?"

Jia Dongfeng got out of the car like the wind, and Jia Shuang followed into Rende Palace.

"It depends on the situation, according to the inference, if the two of them were not poisoned, they should not be so easily infected with the epidemic, and drinking alcohol to prevent it is curative, and the development of the epidemic can be stopped; If the epidemic has already been transmitted through Gu poison and does not need Gu poison as an intermediate host, then the medicinal wine they drink may be ineffective, and then it can only depend on the reaction of the ministers and His Majesty who have drunk the medicinal wine......"

Speaking of this, Jia Shuang raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Emperor Hua's face.

Emperor Guang only took a sip of ant medicinal wine, and judging from the dosage, Emperor Guang and him could not be called the same kind of person at all.

However, his worries did not dare to be revealed.

He believed that Emperor Guang, who was also familiar with medical science, would also know it.

"What's the reaction?" Zhen Liancheng's cold voice sounded outside the door.

Jia Dongfeng's gaze turned to Zhen Liancheng's face, and he smiled slowly: "How has Jia Yizheng reacted to the joy in the past few days, it's not the same as before, Jia Yizheng has already prepared a prescription, let's take a look tomorrow." ”

Immediately cleaned up his face, and lightly instructed Jia Shuang, who was kneeling under the imperial case, to say: "Doctor Jia is working hard today, let's step back first!" ”

Jia Shuang lowered her eyes and quickly exited the Rende Palace.

It turned out that Emperor Guang saw Hu's father-in-law in private, but even the imperial husband hid it.

Being one of the only two people in the know is really disturbing.

But thinking that the other person was Lord Jia Huanjia, who had stood for two dynasties, Jia Shuang's heart settled down slightly.

Zhen Liancheng held a dark flat nut pad pure lacquer food box in his hand, walked quickly to the imperial case, opened the lid of the food box, took out the dishes full of exquisite food from the food box one by one, and placed them on the imperial case.

The faint aroma of food suddenly filled Jia Dongfeng's nose.

There is no meaty, fishy, shrimpy smell that she is unusually sensitive to during this time, and even the earthy smell of tofu is not there, and the smell is a little appetizing.

"...... this?" Jia Dongfeng looked at Zhen Liancheng with some suspicion.

"Weichen heard that His Majesty hadn't eaten well for a few days, so he deliberately went to the Imperial Dining Room and the Tai Hospital, and selected several ingredients that His Majesty could eat to make a few side dishes, and His Majesty would see if he could eat them." Zhen Liancheng's long eyelashes were half-constricted like curtains, cleverly covering his eyes, just enough to block Jia Dongfeng's deeper exploration.

Jia Dongfeng could only turn his gaze to the food in front of him:

A bowl of milky white soup exudes a faint aroma that makes people hungry when they smell it.

Jia Dongfeng picked up the soup spoon in his hand, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It tastes like chicken soup, and it's a bit like seafood soup, but it's not fishy at all." How did Zhen Xiang do it? ”

As soon as the words came out, I regretted it a little.

There is a way to be a gentleman who cooks far away.

Zhen Liancheng studied under Xuan Weizi, and he is a gentleman among gentlemen, how can he wash his hands and make soup? This can be very abrupt, even offensive.

Zhen Liancheng smiled disapprovingly: "It is made with mushroom millet soup as the base and salted egg yolk seasoning, not meat soup." ”

Next, he patiently gave Jia Dongfeng the rest of the dishes one by one, using the "full stomach of poems" steamed with yam puree stuffed with morel mushrooms, and the "quinoa grass on the plain" cooked with quinoa and taro sauce...... Every vegetarian dish is delicate and delicious, Jia Dongfeng listened and ate it, and unconsciously swept away the dishes brought by Zhen Liancheng.

Jia Dongfeng was a little surprised, since she found out that she was pregnant, it seemed that she had eaten so much for the first time, and there was no discomfort at all, and even a little unsatisfied, she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she looked at Zhen Liancheng calmly and with a smile, he was originally born very well, and his expression at this time was very moving, Jia Dongfeng could only turn his face away, and found a topic randomly: "Does Xuanweizi still teach cooking?" ”

"Genviko doesn't teach cooking, but Genviko only eats vegetarian." Zhen Liancheng smiled. In the last years of Shouyang Mountain, it was his own original set of unconventional vegetarian practices that won the last life for himself.

Jia Dongfeng sighed, and then said indifferently: "Zhen Xiangri has a lot of opportunities, he shouldn't be confined to this square inch of kitchen, it is better to hand over the methods of these dishes to the imperial dining room......

Zhen Liancheng interrupted slowly: "What else in the world is more important than His Majesty's imperial heir?" The calm and elegant eyes were full of undisguised tenderness, clearly reflecting Jia Dongfeng's pale and tired face. He didn't mind continuing to be her exclusive cook, he didn't mind that she worked so hard because she was pregnant with someone else's child, as long as she could take care of her body and eat a little bit.