Ge Wenfu hurriedly arranged for the people of the yamen to shovel snow with wheeled carts.

I wanted to help, but when I woke up this morning, my throat was very uncomfortable, and I coughed endlessly.

also let the doctor come to take a look, and the doctor could only tell Ge Wenfu to rest. When the plague was rampant, everyone else had a chance to rest, but Ge Wenfu was worried about going up and down, and the residual poison had not been completely removed, and there was still a faint black on his face and lips. Originally, if it was a good recuperation, how could the lung poison be cleared out slowly in the spring of the next year, but who would have thought that this would be sick again.

If you don't pay attention to your body, others can't be in a hurry.

Ge Wenfu promised to recuperate, and turned around and came out to command the subordinates.

Zhang Zhihe always felt that he was going to drink yesterday, and Ge Wenfu, who was harmed, was cold, and he also helped the people who were staring down.

In the middle of the lunar month, Ge Wenfu's cough was even worse, and one morning he coughed up blood, and the licorice was almost eaten as a meal, but it didn't work.

Now that it's noisy, Ge Wenfu can't even eat food, and his mouth is a smell of medicine.

Zhang Zhihe was supposed to leave for Beijing, but he settled in Taoyuan County because of guilt.

At this moment, the person below served the food, and Ge Wenfu felt disgusting when he smelled it, you are either sweet or bitter, this sweet and bitter makes people disgusting when they think about it.

"Master, you can eat a little bit." The people below are in a hurry, no matter what kind of illness they have, they can't even eat, which is not a good sign.

Ge Wenfu didn't care, he felt that it wasn't that he couldn't eat because of his stomach problems, but because he drank medicine, as long as he stopped the medicine, he could always eat.

It's just that Ge Wenfu has a cough that it's too late to add medicine, let alone reduce medicine?

The little guy was so anxious that he choked up, "Master, you send news to the capital, let's go back to the capital." Or, let the Holy One send a physician over. ”

The doctors in small places are not as good as those in the palace.

After taking so many medicines, it doesn't get better, and it's not a problem.

Ge Wenfu didn't write it himself, and he lied to Zhang Zhihe, saying that he had already sent a message to the capital, and he thought that there would be a prescription soon.

Ge Wenfu glared at the little guy, "Shut your mouth one by one, don't say anything that shouldn't be said." ”

It has only been two years since the saint ascended the throne, and there must be many and complicated things in the court, and he has to worry about the saint when he is sick in a county order, so when will the big and small things in the court be busy?

In this world, I have never heard of a county order that is sick, and it has to alarm the holy truth.

"But you're different." Tears fell down the corners of her eyes.

Ge Wenfu waved his hand impatiently, "Stay away from me, I'm upset to cry like a woman." ”

What does it mean to be different? It's just that he knows the queen, but he doesn't think it's any different.

If the people who have had the plague in the entire Taoyuan County are not treated well with coughs, Ge Wenfu will definitely ask the palace to arrange for a doctor to study the recipe for detoxification, but he is born by himself, how can he open this mouth?

Ge Wenfu was dressed in a coat and sat around the stove, obviously with a quilt on his legs, and he always felt chills. The hands holding the official document seemed to tremble a little.

"Your Excellency." The people below walked out for a while, and they came in a hurry.

It turned out that the prefect himself had come here.

Ge Wenfu hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Lord Ge, rest quickly." The prefect hurriedly helped Ge Wenfu up, "Why are your hands so cold?" How do the people under the head serve, if one stove is not warm, then add another stove. ”

How can you still give the county order frostbite?

The prefect attaches great importance to Ge Wenfu, and it can be said that not only the prefect, but also the officials who know the name of Ge Wen Mansion will give a few points, after all, his words have weight in front of the saint.

It is the most special prefectural order.

"It's okay, Xia Guan Xu didn't come down and walked around." Ge Wenfu hurriedly put on his clothes, led the prefect to sit at the table, and hurriedly served the tea.

It's just that Gewen Mansion is poor here, and there are really no good things. After taking a sip, the prefect felt that it was difficult to swallow, and he excused himself that he had been on fire recently, and he couldn't drink tea, so he changed the water.

In the entire Dongping Mansion, Taoyuan County is the richest, but in the entire Dongping Mansion, the Yamen of Taoyuan County is poor.

Ge Wenfu is a tendon, but no one says that he is not a good official.

The prefect sighed, it is also the creation of Ge Wenfu, he has devoted himself to the Ge family, he has the merits of his ancestors, and he has to be valued by the saints, otherwise such a character would not have lived so much.

The prefect greeted Ge Wenfu with a few words about his body, and then mentioned Zhang Zhihe, hearing that the holy cousin was also here, he always had to show his face.

"Master Zhang has gone to Dongping Lake, and I guess I won't be able to come back until night." Ge Wenfu didn't think much about it, and he didn't bother to think about why the prefect came.

This is the case between men, although it is because of Ge Wenfu's body guilt, but if you don't do anything, it is impossible for the two of them to stare at each other in the same room.

Zhang Zhihe went with pen and ink, and heard that the scenery of Dongping Lake was beautiful, and if he didn't write two poems today, he would never come back.

"Zhang Daren is brilliant." The prefect smiled and said without asking any more, and then talked about the purpose of today.

The prince led the soldiers to victory, and now that the three armies have been rewarded, those wounded soldiers have been able to return home.

Listening to the prefect mention this, Ge Wenfu was a little puzzled, should he settle them properly? However, the imperial court also has official documents, and the imperial court will definitely take care of these people in the rest of their lives.

The prefect paused, drank a big sip of water, thought about it again and again, and then said. It turned out that there was a man who went out of Taoyuan County, and he made a meritorious service on the battlefield this time, but he only came back with a broken arm.

This man is in his twenties and has not yet married a wife, and when he comes back to the yamen this time, he will definitely take care of his affairs, and he will fall in love with Qiao Sulan when he is born to the other party, and he will marry Qiao Sulan by name.

This woman has never been married in her twenties, and she is supposed to pay money to the yamen every year, but if this kind of thing happens, the yamen will arrange it, and they have no choice at all.

But partially, the prefect also heard about it, and this Qiao Sulan seems to have something to do with Gewen Mansion.

If you talk about ordinary wounded soldiers, the prefect doesn't have to be embarrassed at all, the main thing is that people also have merit, and you are too risky to send it away.

The prefect came to say, firstly, he was sympathetic to his subordinates, and he had not come since he was afraid of the plague. Second, it is also a breeze in advance, if the two of you really have something to decide quickly, as long as you make it clear to the outside world, so as not to make it difficult for the prefect and yamen.

Ge Wenfu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't speak, just listened to the prefect's chatter.

The main thing is that he also took a look at the man, and he can't say that he is extremely ugly, but he is really not good-looking.

For Qiao Sulan, it is not a good match.

It's definitely not as good as marrying a county order.

Ge Wenfu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and only the sound of coughing was sent back to the prefect.