After the left guard finished speaking, Vice General Chen said to Ai Ai: "Actually... In fact, the last general also wanted to meet the national teacher. ”

Chu Yu squinted at the two of them, and under the two pairs of expectant eyes, his face snorted, and said, "No."

"General, you live in the national teacher's house by yourself, but you don't let us visit, and it's not kind." Vice Admiral Chen grumbled loudly.

Chu Yu was happy, and he was about to knock him on the head, but Vice General Chen retracted his head wittily.

Vice General Chen smiled, and when he saw Chu Yu withdraw his hand, he poked his head out confidently, but was caught off guard.

"Ouch!" Vice Admiral Chen exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Vice General Chen touched his head and muttered: "The handsome man of a country is so unstable, and he is not afraid of being laughed at when it is passed out." ”

The left guard shook his head: "Vice General Chen, Da Chu has been dead for two thousand years. ”

Vice General Chen choked, and then said in a rough voice: "Hmph, anyway, I can't talk about you literate people!" "Vice General Chen, this is not a question of literacy, but common sense, the descendants of the monarch are more corrupt than one another, and it is a matter of time before the country dies, we must learn to accept the reality ......"

The two of you say a word, the taciturn left guard who stayed in the cemetery for 2,000 years, has become a fan of refuting theories.

Chu Yu rubbed his ears, "Don't make any noise, take me to the military advisor." ”

The voice stopped abruptly, and the left guard said, "General, we are waiting for you downstairs." ”

Immediately afterward, the two of them grabbed the window with both hands, moved a little to the left, and then jumped up, holding the pipe and sliding to the bottom of the building.

That's right, the two climbed up along the pipes and air conditioners.

After all, ghosts can also get injured if they jump directly from a height.

Chu Yu was silent for a moment, went out the door, and then elegantly entered the elevator and pressed to the first floor.

The guards waiting downstairs and Vice General Chen choked up for a moment when they saw Chu Yu coming out of the elevator.

Said that the ghost king is dominant.,Shouldn't you use the ghost power of the when you go downstairs?,Why take the elevator?

Chu Yu walked leisurely like an old man, the two looked at each other, always feeling that the style of painting was wrong, and they couldn't say the specific place, Deputy General Chen muttered that he didn't know what he was talking about, and the left guard silently led the way.

Sensing that the three breaths were completely far away, Chu Hanxing closed his eyes again to rest.

……

"County Lord, today is your birthday, there are already many guests outside, and the slave maid will groom you."

The maid was full of smiles, took the hairpin and compared it with Changle's sideburns, and said with a smile: "The county lord is getting more and more smart, and I don't know which son is so lucky that he can become the county master of the house." ”

Another maid also smiled: "The prince said that the county lord is only eighteen, and he is not in a hurry to recruit a husband, the county lord has a noble identity and a beautiful posture, anyway, the slave maid feels that few men can be worthy of the posture of the county lord." ”

"Marriage is a good match, and the county lord chooses a desirable one among them."

The hairpin was good, the maid put down the comb, Changle helped the bun in front of the bronze mirror, raised his lips slightly, got up with the support of the maid, and said: "Although marrying and recruiting a son-in-law pays attention to the right family, if the two parties have no intention of marrying and making a couple, how can it be regarded as a good match." ”

The maid smiled and said: "The county lord is laughing, the boy from Youzhou is waiting for the news of our house to recruit a son-in-law, isn't it rumored that the son of a rich merchant admires the county lord very much, and even doesn't think about tea and dinner every day, just to see the county lord's face......

The maidservant in charge reprimanded: "Who allows you to say these nonsense words in front of the county lord!" ”

The maid who had just said that hurriedly knelt down and admitted her mistake.

"That's it, get up."

Changle stood under the corridor, today is the beginning of winter, the snow is falling, wrapped in silver, Changle looks at the snow with a daze.

"I don't want to get married."

Her gaze fell into the distance, and her voice was low, as if she was talking to herself.

"If the county lord doesn't want to, he doesn't want to, with the prince here, no one can force the county lord." The maid said.

Changle slowly lowered his eyes, obviously he was in the prime of life, but his body was shrouded in a faint sorrow.

"My father will recruit me a son-in-law one day."

The maid opened her mouth, exhaled slowly, and asked softly, "The county lord ...... bottom of his heart?" But can't let go of Prime Minister Ji? ”

Changle was stunned, didn't make a sound, and looked at the snow without blinking, until her eyes gradually blurred, she raised her head, closed her eyes, and suppressed that emotion.

"Miss Wang is here, she told me two days ago that she has been married, let's go and see......"

The sun came out, and the snow slowly melted, revealing the tender green grass underneath, but the empty corridor was still cold

…

The guests of the palace gathered, talking and laughing, so lively, and occasionally one or two coughs drowned in the crowd.

They ate and drank, and when it was evening, they all left.

Not long after Changle's birthday banquet, the subordinates in the mansion also began to cough and fever one after another.

The old prince was established after a bloody storm, so he noticed that something was wrong at the first time, and immediately invited a doctor to come to see him.

The doctor diagnosed that the weather was too cold, the wind and cold invaded, and prescribed a prescription to remove evil sweating, and the old prince asked the housekeeper to order him to go down, distribute medicine for free, and allow the subordinates to not go to work until they are cured.

However, the change came too quickly, and overnight, the entire Youzhou began to cough cough, and officers and soldiers found corpses on the streets one after another.

The old prince was not good, and the spies reported that there was an outbreak in the capital.

He immediately ordered someone to check the people around Changle, take away the person who was coughing, and ordered someone to seal Changle's courtyard and not allow anyone to enter or leave.

The old prince then ordered the city to be sealed, and summoned all the doctors, ordered to study the prescription, and sent people to inquire about the news at all times.

A large number of people died, and the old prince was anxious, and when he returned from the city every day, he only glanced at the small courtyard where Changle was located from a distance, never approached, and began to arrange the affairs of the city, ensuring that even if he was gone, Changle could gain a foothold in Youzhou.

Changle, who was locked in the courtyard, didn't know the situation outside, but the uneasiness in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

On the third day of the outbreak, the capital announced the prescription for treating the plague, and the old prince got the prescription from the spies and convened the doctor to discuss.

A doctor stroked his beard and said slowly: "Cold syndrome, yin flourishes and yang declines, evil qi enters the body, health qi is damaged, yang is replenished and yin is reduced, this prescription is definitely available." ”

"Prescribe the right medicine, each person's constitution is different, a pair of medicine down, the plague will enter the next stage, then this prescription will be ineffective, dialectical treatment, need to be treated with the same disease, one person.

Alas, now there is an outbreak of plague everywhere there is a trace of people, and the number of doctors and their abilities are limited, where can they be saved!

The prescription in the capital can only solve the urgent need for a while, and the only thing left is to look at everyone's life. ”

"Haven't you heard?" A slightly younger doctor said, "The national teacher sits at the gate of the capital and prescribes free treatment to the people."

Three days after the outbreak of the plague, the national teacher did not close his eyes for three days and three nights, and now there is a long queue, and the national teacher does not treat everyone equally, even the sick officials have to line up honestly.

This prescription is summarized by the national teacher according to the actual situation of the people, and it is the most correct proof.

I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to tide over the difficulties! ”