Ji Boying glanced at Queen Ma more.

For this famous virtuous queen in the history books, I can't help but have a little respect.

From Queen Ma's dodging of Lao Zhu's eyes just now, Ji Boying could see that Queen Ma should have known what kind of illness she had.

But in fact, if the hospital does its best, it is not a big problem for Queen Baoma to live for three or five years longer, after all, although tuberculosis was a terminal disease in the Ming Dynasty, it can still be done by delaying her life for a few years.

However, in order to save the lives of those imperial doctors, this Queen Ma never agreed to let the imperial hospital treat her from her illness to her serious illness and death.

As the mother of a country, she can do this to save the lives of courtiers she doesn't know, and this alone is worthy of her name as a sage and queen left in the annals of history.

"Well, it may not be completely cured, but it can save your life."

Ji Boying nodded.

He is also telling the truth, he is not a medical student, it is not easy to prescribe this antituberculosis drug for the symptoms, as for the side effects of taking this antituberculosis drug, he can only rely on the doctor of the hospital to regulate.

Seeing Ji Boying's affirmative nod, Lao Zhu's eyes were red, he put the cigar in his hand on the table, and stood up respectfully.

With the body of the Son of Heaven, he actually bowed down to Ji Boying.

"Brother's kindness, we Zhu Yuanzhang can't repay it, in the future, whatever my brother needs, the entire Ming Dynasty will be used by my brother."

The black-bellied old Zhu is rare to find true love.

In other things, this killer black-bellied emperor may be courteous to Ji Boying for his interests, but when it comes to Queen Ma, it is definitely not fake.

In August of the fifteenth year of Hongwu in history, Queen Ma left a sentence of "May Your Majesty seek advice from the virtuous, be cautious to the end, all descendants are virtuous, and the subjects will get what they want", and then died, and the emperor wept and did not return to the post.

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di also looked serious, bowing to Ji Boying.

"It's just a seven-day supply, come back in seven days and ask me to get it."

"In addition, this disease needs to be recuperated, don't stay up late to work, Niangniang can go back to the palace to rest first."

Ji Boying retracted his gaze, picked up his cigar and took a puff, sipping out the mist and sipping the tea.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Lao Zhu slapped his thigh.

"Biao'er, you quickly send your queen mother back to the palace."

Ah Biao was stunned, although he didn't say anything, but the love in his eyes was reluctant, Queen Ma had a full view, she knew that Ji Boying and Lao Zhu were going to talk about state affairs next, and Zhu Biao didn't want to miss it, so he couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, Juhachi."

"I'm not a three-year-old child, I have to send it when I go back to the palace, I will go back myself."

Saying that, Queen Ma got up, first looked at Ji Boying with a smile, and then turned around and left, just a few steps away.

"Queen Mother, from today onwards, there is no need to shy away from the imperial doctor of the hospital."

Ji Boying's words, Queen Ma paused, smiled, and continued to walk outside the house.

And Lao Zhu realized everything at this moment, he recalled these times, no matter how he persuaded his sister to summon the imperial doctor, the sister refused.

"Alas, we hurt my sister."

Lao Zhu was a little melancholy, picked up the cigar, and took a hard puff.

"Chongba, look for me late at night, you have something to say."

Ji Boying glanced at the Qinhuai River outside the floor-to-ceiling screen, the hazy smoke and rain rose, the river scene reflected the wine-colored lights, and the willows that had just sprouted by the river were left and right with the wind, which was also quite an artistic conception.

responded to that sentence: The sixteenth floor of Qinhuai in the smoke and rain, the willows in Jiangling are all merry.

After spitting out the cigarette, Lao Zhu was silent for a moment.

"Brother, we already have two ways to deal with the knighthood system."

Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Biao beside him.

"Biao'er, you can explain these two methods."

Zhu Biao nodded, and Xiao Zhu Si, who was standing by the window and smoking a cigar vigorously, had doubts in his eyes, and when he was discussing the plan for the knighthood system, he was on his way to send Ji Boying to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Way? When did you come up with it? I don't know anything?

"Immortal Master, there are currently two strategies."

"The first is to reduce the number of titles at all levels, so as to reduce the total expenditure of the children of the clan, such as reducing the eighth-level Fengguo Lieutenant from 200 stone to 150 stone, or even 100 stone."

Ji Boying frowned.

"Who mentioned this?"

Lao Zhu didn't hide it.

"South Korea's Gong Lee Sun-cho."

Hearing the name, Ji Boying smiled.

"Chongba, if I were you, tomorrow I would sink this Korean duke to the bottom of the Qinhuai River, in a high position, holding authority, corpse vegetarian meal, and the moth of the country."

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Li Shanchang was praised by Lao Zhu for the name of Xiao He, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this old boy is like a different person, he seems to be generous on the outside, but in fact he is jealous and hateful, and treats people harshly, especially for Liu Bowen, he doesn't do much business, and he is more active in forming gangs than anyone else.

Simply reducing the number of knights is not even a symptom but not a cure, and it does not look like a thoughtful answer from a founding minister.

Lao Zhu's expression suddenly became solemn, he was obviously seriously considering Ji Boying's opinion.

At this time, in the Korean Mansion, Li Shanchang, who was marrying a new concubine for a long time, suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his body trembled violently, and he was defeated.

"The second strategy is to reduce the rank of knighthood, such as cutting the lieutenant of Fengguo from the eighth-level title of the clan, and making the lieutenant of the auxiliary country the last knight, and at the same time stipulating that from the lieutenant of the auxiliary country, the descendants will no longer have titles, and they will all be idle clans."

After Zhu Biao finished speaking, Zhu Di, who was smoking a cigar next to him, twitched the corner of his eyes, and he subconsciously glanced at Lao Zhu, wanting to see if Lao Zhu was angry because of this second plan.

If this second policy is implemented, it is tantamount to removing the hereditary repudiation from the clan knighthood system, and in order to implement this hereditary reincarnation system, Lao Zhu killed a lot of people.

"Not bad."

Ji Boying opened his mouth to comment.

"The one who proposes this strategy can be the ruler."

"Where's this guy?"

Lao Zhu, who was smoking a cigar, suddenly coughed.

"That, that..."

"Hui Immortal Master, this second policy was mentioned by Song Lian, and the person has been imprisoned by his father."

Zhu Biao opened his mouth repeatedly, obviously wanting to use Ji Boying's influence to save Song Lian from prison.

"We didn't plan to kill him."

Lao Zhu added a sentence incidentally.

"But brother, Song Lian, this old boy has a bad character, a typical hypocrite, he even openly asked us to add a lot of money to hundreds of officials, brother, tell me, where is the low level of this group of dog officials?!"

"Let's give them food, give them clothes, and give them the authority to govern one side, aren't we still treating them favorably enough?!"

"Open their dog's eyes and look at the world, compared to those people who work in the countryside and fields, their salaries are much higher, a group of wolf cubs who can't be fed, sooner or later we will have to cut down all these white-eyed wolves!"

The more Lao Zhu spoke, the more energetic he became.

Looking at Lao Zhu, who was so excited at the mention of giving employees a salary increase, Ji Boying finally understood why the "Guo Huan case" happened during the Hongwu period.

This side wants the horses to run, and the other side does not give the horses grazing, and at the same time hangs a fifty-meter-long pig-killing knife on the top of the horse's head, which is too difficult for the official to do