"Get up." Liu Ce passed by him, his tone of voice became very soft, as if he didn't want to spend more energy, and he didn't stay even half a step beside Liu Fu.
"Thank you, Master." Liu Fu was so excited that he burst into tears. The master was finally willing to see him. He didn't care about missing him. He quickly got up and trotted to catch up with his master. He squeezed Xiao Si away and helped Liu Ce move forward.
A set of movements can be performed smoothly.
The first position beside the master will always belong to him, Liu Fu.
The love between master and servant is deep! The little steward who had been pushed hard by him looked at him and his mouth was swollen with jealousy.
"Master, you have worked hard all the way. I have prepared ginseng tea." Look, he understands me best and cares about me the most.
Liu Fu served his master familiarly, changed into regular clothes, washed his face, served dinner, and was taken into the study by his master.
However, they were not in the study room in the front yard, but went directly back to the small study room in Mrs. Liu's courtyard in the inner courtyard. Apart from Liu Ce and Liu Fu, no third person could enter this study room.
In the study, an ice basin has been placed in the corner, exuding a hint of cool air, dispelling the heat in the room.
Liu Ce sat down, took a sip of warm ginseng tea, and placed the celadon tea cup on the table. He felt soothed and felt much better.
Looking at Liu Fu standing respectfully in front of him, he seemed to suddenly see the injury on his face, and asked with concern: "Ah Fu, what's wrong with your face?"
Liu Fu was moved and buried his head deeper. He only explained: "Old slave, he fell accidentally."
When he lowered his head, big beads of sweat fell down on his forehead. Only then did he realize that his back was already wet with sweat.
It's really hot this day.
Liu Ce withdrew his gaze and just sighed: "You have been by my side since I started reading. After a few decades, we are all old! We have to pay attention to our health."
Liu Fu hurriedly knelt down again, his eyes red: "Thank you, Master, for your understanding. I'll spare you the trouble."
After all, it was a friendship that lasted for many years, and the master still cared about him.
"Get up and stop kneeling all the time." Liu Ce said calmly.
Liu Fu stood up shakily and took out a sweat towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
"Chen Feng once said that Xiao Ming and Master Mingzhen studied medicine in the same discipline."
"Yes, sir, the chief minister of Taiyuan Hospital, Chen Yuan, once said so. Moreover, Lao Nu also sent people to Ci'en Hall to verify. There, Xiao Ming would go to the free clinic on the first and fifteenth day of every month and claim to be Master Mingzhen. Junior sister, and Min Fangqi from Pingcheng is also practicing medicine there." Liu Fu replied that he had already sent someone to investigate this matter, and the result surprised him. He did not expect that Xiao Ming, who came from a remote area, would be inexplicable. Became the junior sister of Master Mingzhen.
It was really a surprise.
"It's just that, for some reason, most people in the capital don't know about it, and Xiao Ming didn't go out of his way to publicize it." Liu Fu was a little confused. If everyone in the capital knew that Xiao Ming had such a powerful backing, how could she still She is not allowed to walk sideways in the capital, no one dares to mess with her.
If Zhang Gui knew about this, then there would be no such thing as arsenic.
Therefore, Zhang Wencheng did not die unjustly because of a cheating son.
"Good steel must be used on the blade of course." Liu Ce's tone was calm, and he could understand Xiao Ming's low-key intention.
"Xiao Ming's medical skills are good. She is treating His Majesty." Liu Ce said. This time, when faced with his admonition to canonize Shi Tingyu as the Northwest King, Emperor Jinghe was exhausted and fainted in the court. It caused him a lot of trouble.
However, Emperor Jinghe was clearly pretending to be ill rather than being ill. Now this emperor is becoming more and more capable and has actually learned to take advantage of his own weakness to create obstacles for him.
Liu Fu was startled, and it took him a while before he finally said in relief: "No wonder, your Majesty's dragon body has improved quite a bit recently."
A year ago, Emperor Jinghe's body would not be as strong as it is now. He could insist on going to the morning every day. In the past, it was good to go to the morning once every three days.
Emperor Jinghe was frail and sick, and Chen Feng from the imperial hospital tried his best to treat him over the years, but could not get a cure. Later, Emperor Jinghe often went to Huguo Temple to ask Master Mingzhen to treat him, but the effect was not satisfactory, intermittent, good and bad sometimes.
At that time, almost every day, ministers in the court suggested that Your Majesty appoint a prince as soon as possible to stabilize the court.
Your Majesty's knees are desolate now. The eldest prince is a fool and cannot be a heir. Only the second prince born to Concubine Liu is healthy and intelligent.
If a crown prince were to be appointed, it would naturally be the second prince.
But now, this year has been great. He looks better day by day. He can still go to court every morning and review memorials. There is no longer any voice in the court to establish a prince.
Nowadays, His Majesty's dragon body is getting better and better day by day.
This is not good news for the Liu family.
Your Majesty is in the prime of life, and there are many beauties in the harem. It is not certain when the harem will give birth to another one, two, four, five or six princes.
This Xiao Ming...
Really capable.
She was able to bring people back from arsenic poisoning. Ms. Cui, who was seriously injured and was about to die, was also saved by her. Seeing what she could do, what else could she not do?
Thinking of Mrs. Cui, Liu Fu felt a stomach ache again. What time was it now? Her son was far away in the northwest and his life and death were uncertain. She was thinking about all sorts of messy things every day. The older she got, the more confused she became.
It's better to die clean.
It's all Xiao Ming's fault.
"Master, should we..." Liu Fu made a gesture.
Liu Fu looked at Liu Ce, waiting for his order, but Liu Ce looked out the window, looking at the sky outside through a half-open glass window.
Dusk fell, taking away the light, and darkness enveloped the earth.
"Tomorrow will have good weather again. It's almost July 15th. I hope it will be sunny that day."
The two of them stayed in the study for a long time, until at nightfall, the sound of locks being locked was heard everywhere, and Liu Fu left the study with the octagonal palace lantern.
There was no light in the dark blue gauze cabinet, and there was a figure beside the glazed window, watching him quietly as he walked out of the Jingxin Hall.
In the moonlight, long shadows were dragged on the ground.
The figure remained motionless, like a statue that had been weathered by wind and rain, staring quietly until Liu Ce's figure left the study and walked out of the Jingxin Hall.
The figure stared at the closed door for a long time without saying a word. The study was very tightly protected by Liu Ce. It was like a forbidden area, even if it was closed in the clear sky and daylight, the Jingxin Hall of Nuo Da was closed except for Mrs. Liu. No one else, including Liu Yile, could step inside.
The study is so close yet so far away, so daunting.
She once saw a third-class sweeping girl who had just grown her hair. She was sweeping the three steps at the door. Before she could walk up the corridor, she was taken away by the guards who suddenly came out. Since then, she has never seen her again. I've seen that girl.
