After a while, Dr. Zhu pulled out the needles one by one, glanced at the man who gritted his teeth and endured, and sighed.

He bandaged him again, closed his clothes, and lay on his stomach, and the man remained silent, his eyes as calm as a lone wolf, motionless.

"Childe, you take good care of your injuries, don't act too intensely." Dr. Zhu covered him with a quilt and said in his ear.

"Thank you!" A hoarse male voice rang out, and it was the first thing he said.

Doctor Zhu touched the goat's beard, nodded with a smile, and instructed the medicine boy to bring him water.

"You can drink less water."

The man took the water glass, paused, took a sip of water, and put it down as instructed, he understood that his injury would definitely not allow him to move too often.

The man said "cough" twice, two blushes appeared on his pale face, one hand supported and wanted to turn sideways, Doctor Zhu hurriedly went up to stop him, and said, "You slow down, you can say anything you want." "Dr. Zhu knew he wanted to speak.

The man turned his face sideways, stared at Dr. Zhu and said, "Are you the one who saved me?" ”

Doctor Zhu hurriedly waved his hand, twisted his goatee, and said with a smile: "This son, it's not the old man who saved you, but the person who saved you is the eldest lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, if you want to thank you, it's better to wait until you recover from your injuries and then go to see the life-saving benefactor." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, a trace of astonishment crossed his pale face, suppressed the inexplicable emotions rising in his heart, raised his eyes and said, "That's okay, I don't know the surname of this life-saving benefactor?" ”

Doctor Zhu didn't expect him to ask this question, but he didn't think much about it, and answered for him: "Who else is the general of the imperial country today besides General Jing?" ”

"Jing?" The man lowered his head and muttered so much that he didn't even hear Dr. Zhu.

"Childe?"

Seeing that the son was silent, Doctor Zhu called several times but did not answer, so he called a few times one after another.

The man came back to his senses and was a little embarrassed, seeing that he was fine, Dr. Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and rarely teased: "Childe, are you thinking about how to repay Miss Jing?" ”

The man didn't shake his head or nod, and said something else: "I don't have to call the doctor a son, it's better to call me Ji Win." ”

Doctor Zhu really changed the topic, smiled heartily, and said, "Childe's name was originally called Ji Ying, and it is really a good name." After saying that, he habitually touched his goatee.

Then he said: "Then the old man will call you Ji Gongzi, and you are not allowed to refuse." Doctor Zhu stared at him and said.

Ji Ying was helpless, so he had to agree.

A month later, Ji Ying can get out of bed and walk, stay in bed for a month, and his body has lost a lot, although the General's Mansion did not treat him badly, but because the wound has not healed, many things have to be taboo, so it looks a little weak.

His face is not as pale as it was then, and now his face is still slightly flushed, his appearance is more profound than that of ordinary people, but he is not the kind of tough guy look, his eyebrows are thicker, the tails of his eyes are raised, he is indescribably confused, the tip of his nose is straight, his lips are very beautiful, and he is especially beautiful when he smiles slightly.

It stands to reason that his appearance is somewhere between rough and delicate, but it blends well without a trace of imperfection, which makes people sigh at the preference of the Creator.

Jingwu sometimes thinks of this strange man who was rescued by her, and she just asked people to settle him well, and nothing else can be done.

In the twenty-seventh year of Shengjia, Shengjia did another stupid thing, and as soon as the people's grievances subsided for a while, he was in a hurry to control the power, and accidentally went too far, but burned himself.

During this time, there were riots in many places in the imperial city, and Emperor Shengjia was so anxious that the corners of his mouth were foaming, but he had no choice but to invite the ministers to discuss countermeasures.

Diligent Palace

The solemn and majestic hall reveals an unusual atmosphere everywhere, extending dozens of meters upwards, and Emperor Shengjia is sitting on the gorgeous and solemn dragon chair wearing the imperial crown at this time, with one hand on the dragon's head, and the hall is silent.

Dressed in a black and red dragon robe, Emperor Shengjia took a deep breath, his face turned pale, and he stared at the group of ministers below who were pretending to be quails with their heads down.

"Don't you have any suggestions?"

Zhang Rui, the imperial historian, stood out from among the civil officials, arched his hand and said: "The minister suggested that the emperor might as well open a warehouse and release grain to solve the people's grievances, or the emperor might as well give amnesty to the whole world and celebrate the whole world and suppress this matter." ”

Hubu Shangshu was not happy, snorted the beard on his lips, took two steps forward and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, there is not much food in the treasury now, if you follow what Master Zhang said, who will be responsible for the emptiness of the treasury." After speaking, he glared at Zhang Rui, he and Zhang Rui were originally in-laws, but he didn't expect that the two children were not compatible, but he resolved his grievances, and now he felt that Zhang Rui must be targeting him.

Shengjiadi was originally very happy to hear someone propose, but when he heard this, his face turned cold, and he said, "What about the other way?" ”

Hubu Shangshu Wentong glanced at Zhang Rui with a sneer, turned his head and said: "Your Majesty, what Lord Zhang said is not realistic at all, amnesty to the world?" Hmph, now that the war has subsided, there is nothing major to the imperial country for the time being, and the emperor can't find a reason to amnesty the world. ”

The words in front of the Hubu Shangshu made Emperor Shengjia angry, and when he heard that the flames behind him had subsided, he looked a little decadent, and rubbed his head wearing the crown of Jiuhan, and the eunuch Lin Cheng on the side immediately took over the hand of Emperor Shengjia.

"Doesn't anyone else have any proposals?" Emperor Jiadi's eyes swept over everyone in the hall, but they all disappointed him, and no one said anything at all.

Gritted his teeth, stood up, flicked his dragon sleeves, and said with a gloomy face: "Retreat." After saying that, he walked away like a fly.

Lin Cheng was helpless, and said in a sharp voice: "Retreat." ”

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

The uniform sound and movements resounded throughout the main hall, but the Shengjia Emperor who was sent off had long since disappeared.

"General Jingda."

Father Jing was about to leave, when there was a call from behind him, Father Jing stopped and turned to look.

"Lord Wen."

The person who came was Hubu Shangshu Wentong, and I saw him running up panting, his red official uniform was crumbled, and his face was red.

"General Jing is really a talent." Wentong stopped and took a breath, but Father Jing just watched, and after Wentong took a breath, he felt a little good feeling when he saw Father Jing with a calm face.

He is more than ten years older than Jing Rui, but his official position in this club cannot be compared with Jing Rui, and sometimes I have to sigh that this Jing Rui really came back in time, if he came back a few days earlier, maybe his head would have fallen to the ground, but people are better than themselves now, but there is no way to be jealous of others.

Father Jing chuckled lightly, he didn't say anything, his appearance was not rough, but his skin was a little rough after years of fighting, and he had been raised here for many days, but now he looks like a gentleman like jade, if it weren't for the momentum of killing on his body, he would really look like a scholar who has been holding a pen for many years.

Wentong nodded in admiration, thinking of his daughter who had been at home for many years, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

Although he knew that Jing's father had a wife and children, but men, not all of them had three wives and four concubines, and even if his daughter had been married, he would not let her be a concubine, he thought that it would be better to give her to Jing Rui as a flat wife, I heard that his wife was not from a high background, and it was easy for his daughter to marry her.

The more I thought about it, the more feasible it became, the smile on the corner of his mouth spread to the root of his ears, Wentong hadn't come back to his senses, Father Jing frowned and glanced at him, hesitating and not knowing whether to remind him.

Without waiting for Jing's father to finish his entanglement, Wentong had already come back to his senses, and glanced at Jing Rui with the eyes of his father-in-law and son-in-law, and looked at Jing Rui inexplicably.

"General Jing, the old man has a daughter, virtuous and virtuous, and he is married to the son of Zhang Rui...... Wentong cried and cried, and told the grievances with Zhang Rui.

Roughly speaking, the Wen family and the Zhang family were originally friends, and even set a baby kiss for the children of the two families when they were young, Wentong's daughter-in-law is named Wen Jing, and Zhang Rui's sister-in-law is named Zhang Ming.

After Wen Jing married Zhang Ming, the two husbands and wives lived in harmony, but they had no children for a long time.

Once when Zhang Ming went out to run errands, he met a girl with amnesia, and the girl was being pulled into a brothel, Zhang Ming rescued her, and arranged her to serve by Wen Jing's side.

In three years, Wen Jing had eaten all kinds of home remedies but was still not pregnant, and she finally couldn't help but propose a concubine to her husband, part of which was also because of her father-in-law's dissatisfaction and her mother-in-law's coercion.

Zhang Ming didn't expect her to propose a concubine, she didn't agree, but in the end, I don't know if it was Qi Wenjing, he really accepted the concubine, it was the girl she brought back, she said her name was Yu'er.

Wen Jing was very uncomfortable at first, but after all, she brought it up first, and she also swallowed this bitter fruit, since the concubine, Zhang Ming spent a lot less time in her courtyard, she couldn't sleep at night thinking about Zhang Ming at this moment, she knew that he was there with Yu'er at the moment, but she could only cry secretly.

Two months later, Yu'er was really pregnant, Wen Jing was smiling on her face, but she wanted to cry uncomfortably.

Zhang Ming gradually stopped coming to her, everyone in the house knew that she had fallen out of favor, and the people were all lords who stepped on the ground and praised her, and when they saw that the young master did not come to the young lady, they neglected her.

Once, when she was walking around the garden, she saw Zhang Ming, who had been obedient to her, actually hugged Yu'er into her arms, and said warmly: "Yu'er, when you give birth to our child, I will promote you to my wife." ”

Yu'er, who had a big belly, was overjoyed when she heard this, her face showed a worried look, and she said weakly: "That young lady ......"

Zhang Ming's face changed, and she snorted coldly: "Don't worry about her, she is so generous, she will definitely agree." ”

Wen Jing, who was not far away, heard this, she was heartbroken, she began to make trouble, once almost got Yu'er's child off, she didn't know what was going on, and the Zhang family all glared at her angrily, but she couldn't do anything to her because of her feelings.

After that, Wen Jing began to get worse, and Mrs. Zhang even threatened to let Zhang Ming divorce his wife, but Zhang Ming still had feelings for her, and in the end she couldn't do anything to her.