Muying rested for a month and asked Lao Zhu again to go to Yunnan.
This time, Lan Yu also asked to go again and bring Kang Duo and Fu Youde back for a rest.
Lao Zhu had no choice but to agree, but asked them to go there in spring next year.
Li Jinglong went out to practice military training for several years.
Zhu Biao felt that it was almost done and recently transferred him back.
Li Jinglong became dark, thin, and taciturn.
Li Wenzhong was very satisfied with Li Jinglong's change.
It only takes a year or two for people to learn to speak, but it takes thirty to forty years, or even a lifetime, to learn to shut up at the right time.
Li Jinglong was able to learn it in just over a year, which is already very good.
Li Wenzhong asked Li Jinglong: "What did you learn this time?"
It took Li Jinglong a long time to reply: "Train troops."
Li Wenzhong frowned: "Line up your troops or attack and ambush?"
Li Jinglong waited for a while before he said: "Training troops."
Mrs. Li grabbed Li Wenzhong's arm: "Master, why do I feel something is wrong in Jiujiang?"
Li Wenzhong also felt a little scared and asked the imperial doctor to see Li Jinglong.
The imperial doctor said that Li Jinglong suffered from deficiency of kidney essence, liver fire disturbing the heart, and ineffectiveness of his divine mechanism.
To put it bluntly, it means being under excessive stress for a long time, which makes you stupid.
When Mrs. Li heard this, she hugged Li Jinglong and cried while scolding Li Wenzhong: "Training troops, training troops. Training a good son has made him stupid. Now you must be happy."
Li Jinglong was a little annoyed. He motioned the imperial doctor to a secluded place nearby and asked, "Is it serious?"
The imperial doctor said: "Young Master Ling is still young. As long as you take a good rest and don't irritate him any more, and take some soothing and fire-reducing medicine regularly, it should be fine. It would be best to find out what kind of irritation Master Ling received."
Li Wenzhong breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked someone to take the imperial doctor to prescribe prescriptions and prepare medicine.
The servant waited for the medicine to be boiled and brought it to Li Jinglong.
Li Jinglong took it and drank it. Then he spit it out when he was burned. He huddled up and screamed: "I didn't mean it. I drink, I drink."
Then he shivered and continued to drink while holding the bowl.
Li Wenzhong was angry and anxious while scolding the servant for being careless and not letting it cool before bringing it over. He was also surprised that Li Jinglong could be so stupid as to drink it without even trying it.
And according to Li Jinglong's temper, if he was burned, shouldn't he scold someone first?
How cruelly was Li Jinglong treated in Shanxi? ! !
It was just that he wanted to send Li Jinglong to a strange place at that time, and he was not allowed to reveal Li Jinglong's identity, and Li Jinglong was not allowed to take any of his followers with him.
Now even if he wants to ask someone, he doesn't know who to ask. The key is that no matter who he asks, he may not be able to get the truth.
He was originally sent for military training so that he could be reused by Zhu Biao in the future.
Unexpectedly, it backfired.
If Zhu Biao sees Li Jinglong like this, he will be even less able to use him.
But when you come back from military training, you must go and see Zhu Biao and Lao Zhu, both in public and private matters.
After much deliberation, Li Wenzhong had no choice but to go to Zhu Bai.
For private purposes, Li Jinglong wanted to call Zhu Bai his cousin. For public purposes, Li Jinglong also served in the Guan Ya Bureau.
Besides, the last time Li Jinglong couldn't pee due to psychological reasons, it was Zhu Bai who cured him with just one sentence.
Li Wenzhong took Li Jinglong to the Guanya Bureau to find Zhu Bai.
After Zhu Bai heard Li Wenzhong talk about the situation, he was a little confused: Am I a Doraemon?
Come to me if you have any difficulties? !
If Li Jinglong is stupid, shouldn't he find a doctor?
What are you doing with me? I don’t know how to treat you.
His face wrinkled and he looked at Li Jinglong: In other words, Li Jinglong doesn't look very smart now.
From the time he came in to now, Li Wenzhong said a lot, but he didn't respond at all, and he didn't even look at me.
Are you too stupid to even say hello?
Li Wenzhong said to Li Jinglong: "Say hello to His Highness."
Li Jinglong: "Say hello."
I go. What a hello.
Zhu Bai almost laughed out loud and asked Li Jinglong in the most amiable tone: "What do you do during military training?"
Li Jinglong whispered: "Train troops."
Why do I feel like this bastard talks to people in one ear and out the other?
Isn't this the sequelae of stress and trauma?
If you get scolded a lot, in order not to get hurt, just selectively block all external information and then repeat what the other person said.
Zhu Bai suddenly realized and asked Li Jinglong: "Did someone hit you and scold you?"
Li Jinglong suddenly shrank into a pile: "No, no, no one hit me."
Li Wenzhong said to Zhu Bai: "Your Highness, you see, he can't see the emperor and the prince like this."
Zhu Bai nodded slightly: "Otherwise, you said that he caught a cold on the way. You are afraid of spreading the infection to the emperor and the prince, so you can go and greet them after he has recovered."
Li Wenzhong frowned: "Isn't this bullying the emperor?"
Zhu Bai sighed, asked someone to fetch a bucket of cold water, and poured it on Li Jinglong.
Li Jinglong shuddered, but gritted his teeth to hold back from screaming.
Zhu Bai said: "Now. Isn't this a fact?"
Li Wenzhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: You poured water on my son to catch a cold again, and I have to thank you.
As expected, Li Jinglong had a fever when he went back and started talking nonsense.
Li Wenzhong reported it to Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao.
Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao said they would wait until Li Jinglong recovered from his illness.
Li Wenzhong came out of the study and couldn't help but sigh: Not to mention, Zhu Bai's methods are quick and accurate every time, and there is no leakage.
I just like to play unconventionally.
Li Jinglong was raised at home and had people waiting on him every day, not to mention reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food. He was so sick that someone wiped his mouth even after eating and drinking.
Although Li Wenzhong couldn't bear to see Mrs. Li doting on Li Jinglong so much, he didn't dare to force him anymore.
It is better to be unsuccessful than to be stupid.
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A total of 236 people were admitted to this imperial examination.
There are one hundred and eighty-six students from the South and fifty students from the North.
Eighty-eight students were admitted to the third list of the palace examination, and there were only eight students from the north.
This was the result of Zhu Bo reminding Wu Bozong not to admit all students from the south.
Although Lao Zhu felt that there were fewer people admitted from the north, this was an exam and there was nothing he could do about it.
Mainly because students from the south are too good at taking exams.
Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Guangxi, Hunan, Fujian, and Jiangxi can cover all the conference examinations.
Zhu Di, Zhu Xi, and the three brothers sent more than three hundred in total, but in the end they only won eight. Zhu Di's victory was four at most.
All four of them were released.
Dao Yan reminded Zhu Di: "It is not an option to continue like this."
Zhu Di frowned: "I also know that, but the eldest brother and my father have the final say in the palace examination... It's hard for me to say anything."
Originally, Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao were on guard against him, but he just carried out these things secretly. If you go to protest, wouldn't you be inviting trouble and throwing yourself into a trap?
Dao Yan said: "Of course we can't let His Highness come forward. This time it's a foregone conclusion, and besides, we don't have many students here. Let's talk about the next subject."
Zhu Di thought about it and wrote a letter to Zhu Bai: "There are only four. What should I do?"
Only Zhu Bai and Zhu Di can understand this text message, which is like a charade.
Zhu Bai's reply was even shorter, with only five words: "It is unfair to raise a son to cry."
