After capturing Feng Gui, Zeng Hao also rescued Wu Song and four guards who were locked up in the dungeon of the Guogong Mansion.

Although the five were covered in injuries, fortunately their lives were not endangered.

Then Zeng Hao said goodbye to Chen Xuantian and took Wu Song and them to An Daoquan.

An Daoquan was boiling medicine for Zhao Yinyin at this time, and when he heard Zeng Hao say that he had obtained a hundred years of ginseng, he was instantly stunned.

"You, did you really get the 100-year-old ginseng?" An Daoquan thought he had misheard.

Zeng Hao handed him the ginseng in the box: "You see if the year is enough." ”

An Daoquan picked up the ginseng and looked at it carefully, it was really a superb century-old ginseng!

"Where did you get that?" He looked at Zeng Hao like he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

"The Imperial Palace."

"This, how did this work?!"

Zeng Hao didn't answer in detail, only said "I have my own way".

He wants to create an unfathomable sense of mystery for An Daoquan.

Sure enough, when An Daoquan looked at Zeng Hao again, there was a touch of admiration and jealousy in the depths of his eyes.

Originally, he thought that Zhao Yinyin was dead, but he never expected that Zeng Hao would really be able to get a hundred years of ginseng, and he got it from the palace!

In this imperial society where life and death are all in the emperor's thoughts, even if he is as rebellious as An Daoquan, he has to admire people like Zeng Hao who can get things from the imperial power.

Since the main medicine had been obtained by Zeng Hao, An Daoquan immediately went to dispense other medicines and cured Zhao Yinyin as soon as possible.

Zeng Hao came to Zhao Yinyin's room, and the two invited maids were feeding Zhao Yinyin water, one helped her up and leaned on her arms, and the other took a small spoon to slowly feed the water into her mouth.

Zhao Yinyin's current physical condition is so weak that she can't take care of herself, and she has to rely on the help of maids to eat, drink, and Lazar, which is no different from a vegetative person.

Zeng Hao was distressed, so he walked over and took the spoon in the maid's hand.

Zhao Yinyin saw that it was him, but she closed her mouth and refused to drink anymore.

Zeng Hao's hand holding the spoon was awkwardly raised in the air, and he had to return it to the maid to feed it for a while.

But Zhao Yinyin still didn't drink it.

The maid had no choice but to say to Zeng Hao: "Son, why don't you go out first, you are here, and the little lady refuses to drink water." ”

Looking at Zhao Yinyin's stubborn face, Zeng Hao sighed lightly and had to get up and leave the room.

The moment before he walked out of the room, he paused, then turned back to Zhao Yinyin and said, "Yinyin, I have already found a hundred years of ginseng, and your body will soon recover as before...... I know you hate me, I won't bother you again in the future, you have to take care of yourself. ”

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Zhao Yinyin turned her head slightly, looking at the back of Zeng Hao leaving, and her back was a little lonely.

The two of them have known each other for a very short time, but the bond between them is deeper than that of most men and women.

For a long time, Zhao Yinyin also sighed lightly, for her and Zeng Hao, maybe not seeing each other is the best ending.

……

Feng is Feng Fu's eldest son, that is, the eldest brother of Feng Gui who was arrested.

He is burly, no older than his younger brother Feng Gui, but his appearance looks almost as mature as his father Feng Fu, and he is often regarded by outsiders as Feng Fu's brother.

Compared with Feng Gui, who bullies men and women on the street all day long and is idle, Feng Cai, just like his name, only reads sage books, and dreams of being admitted to the Juren.

However, he really has no talent in the academic profession, only hard work.

But in this era of emphasizing literature over martial arts, there are a lot of people who study harder than him, and they are more talented than him.

So after taking the exam year after year, he failed again and again.

However, he was lucky, although he failed in the exam, he was favored by Qian Zhixuan, the son of Qian Jin, a bachelor of Hanlin in the dynasty, and asked him to be a scholar.

To be a scholar for the son of a scholar from Hanlin is not buried at all, and no matter how many people want to be it, they can't be it.

Don't look at the fact that although Master Hanlin is only a third-grade official, he is equivalent to the secretary of the emperor's side, and he has great power in actual operation!

He participated in the selection of officials, the dispatch of other officials, the preparation of ceremonies and music, the compilation of classics, and so on, which can be said to have penetrated almost every aspect of the political culture of the Song Dynasty.

Moreover, Qian Jin is still a person in the camp of Cai Jing, the prime minister of the dynasty, and he can be called a monstrous power.

Therefore, being able to be Qian Zhixuan's personal scholar is equivalent to hugging Qian into this thigh, which is much more useful than lifting people and jinshi.

Today, Qian Zhixuan is going to come to Jiangning to play, and Feng Cai, as a scholar, must accompany him, so he can come back to see his father and brother by the way.

After accompanying Qian Zhixuan for a day, while Qian Zhixuan was resting in the room, Feng Cai went to the Guogong Mansion to visit Feng Fu.

Then he learned from the guards of the Guogong Mansion that his younger brother had been arrested and his father had been kicked out of the palace.

Feng Cai immediately rushed back, ready to ask Qian Zhixuan for help.

Because they have no mother since they were children, the relationship between their father and son is very good, so it is absolutely impossible for Feng Cai to watch his younger brother and father have an accident.

Jiangning Concierge Inn, a government-run hotel, only entertains dignitaries.

Tianzi number superior room.

Qian Zhixuan was half-lying on the couch, holding his head in one hand and a book in the other, looking at it with a comfortable face.

He was dressed in a white robe, his long black hair was tied on a hosta, his sword eyebrows were thin, his lips were thin, and he looked as handsome as a woman.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Feng Cai walked in with a anxious face.

Qian Zhixuan glanced at him, looking at his burly figure and mature uncle's face, a trace of desire slowly surged in the depths of his eyes.

"Childe, please help me......"

Without waiting for Feng Cai to finish speaking, Qian Zhixuan stretched out a finger to make a "shhh" gesture.

Feng Cai could only shut up.

"Close the door, and come to me." Qian Zhixuan said.

His voice, like his face, was completely unmasculine, with a feminine softness.

Hearing Qian Zhixuan's words, and seeing the desire gathered in his eyes, Feng Cai's lips trembled involuntarily.

He knew that the next thing he was most unwilling and humiliating about was going to happen again.

But there is no way, if you want to hug your thighs, you always have to pay a price.

After turning around and closing the door, the expression on Feng Cai's face was desperate and humiliated, but after closing the door and turning around, he had to change his smile again, pretending to be happy, and walked towards Qian Zhixuan with heavy steps while undressing.

That's right, Qian Zhixuan's orientation in some aspects is problematic.

The reason why he chose Feng Cai, a down-and-out scholar who was obviously beyond his age, as a scholar, was because he took a fancy to Feng Cai's unusually mature face and burly figure.

He has a soft spot for both.

After an indescribable scene.

Qian Zhixuan lay in the arms of the haggard Feng Cai with a face full of enjoyment.

Every time he finished something, Feng Cai was very haggard and even miserable, because Qian Zhixuan not only had a problem with his orientation, but the process was quite crazy.

"Hold me." Seeing that Feng Cai didn't hug him, Qian Zhixuan said in a somewhat dissatisfied voice.

Feng Cai, who had a normal orientation, could only endure his nausea and slowly hugged Qian Zhixuan.

Qian Zhixuan asked with satisfaction: "What did you want to ask me just now?" ”

Feng Cai hurriedly told his brother about the trouble.

After Qian Zhixuan listened, the woman-like willow eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Your brother is a bit difficult to do...... He provoked no one well, but he provoked Emperor Linying, who was one of the emperor's favorite daughters. ”

"Is there no way? Childe, please ......"

Qian Zhixuan glanced at Feng Cai.

Feng Cai suddenly came to his senses, and changed his name head-on: "Xuan'er...... Please save my brother......"