Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

Duke Guogong of Wei spent half his life in the military and half his life in bed with illness. His life experiences can be described as wonderful.

Although his body was weak, it was probably the joy of finding his son that gave him strength. He couldn't finish the coughing in a cup of tea, so he had to hold it back.

"You all get down! Guard the door and don't let anyone in!"

The guards were still hesitant, but Wei Xianglin was impatient.

"You still don't obey orders!"

Now no one dared to raise any objections and hurriedly bowed and left.

Wei Guogong's eyes never left Si Jin's face from the beginning to the end, staring at the face that resembled the combination of his wife's and his own, and he couldn't bear to look away.

Si Jin felt uncomfortable being stared at by an old man.

"Ahem, father, I think your health is not in good shape. How about I give you a look?"

Wei Xianglin happily agreed and let Si Jin hold his pulse.

After a while, Si Jin took back his hand and frowned, "What kind of medicine do you usually take?"

Wei Guogong didn't think much about it. He was immersed in the fact that his biological son actually learned medical skills. He thought that his life would not be too bad these years.

Even if his son doesn't grow up by his side, as long as he lives a good life, he will be somewhat relieved.

"It's just the health-preserving prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor. You have also seen that I have difficulty moving my lower limbs. I suddenly fell ill... and I have never been able to find a cure."

Si Jin sighed in his heart, if time could go back a little bit, maybe his legs could be cured.

now...

She looked at the faint air of death hovering over Old Duke Wei's head...

Forget it, there is no need to torture the old man in his last days, it is better to suffer less.

Wei Guogong's legs were damaged by nerves caused by running for thousands of miles on horseback and the freezing weather.

Treatment is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the rehabilitation after treatment.

Now the old Duke of Wei may only have more than a month left to live. So what if he is cured?

She also has some extremely powerful elixirs, but it's just not necessary.

It's better to accompany him wholeheartedly, which can be regarded as her respect for the hero of the generation.

The father and son reunited after a long separation, so they had a thousand things to talk about. Both of them had not slept all night, and they still felt that there were many things they had not finished talking about.

At three o'clock in the ugly hour, Si Jin was lying on the edge of the bed and fell asleep. Wei Guogong looked at the top of his head kindly and blew the bone whistle on his neck.

The melodious whistle made a quiet sound, and the specially trained armor guards quickly arrived.

"See your lord!"

The bright silver armor exuded a long glow under the moonlight. The well-trained armor guard knelt on one knee and waited for the master's instructions.

Wei Xianglin closed his eyes and said, "Go ahead and ask those old guys to come out and stretch their muscles."

"Yes!"

Si Jin, who was sleeping, gave a faint smile and clicked his lips twice, sleeping soundly.

Early three days later, the entire Kyoto was shaken by a piece of news.

The Queen Mother...died!

The doors and windows of every household were closed, and most of the shops along the street were closed.

Daxi Dynasty expressed condolences to the whole country.

Under Si Jin's careful care, Wei Guogong's complexion has returned to rosy, and his many chronic illnesses have also improved.

After hearing that his sister had passed away, Duke Wei, dressed in Gao Su, was carried into the palace by two armored guards.

When Liao Yuan heard that his uncle had entered the palace, he quickly ran outside the palace to greet him.

"My nephew has met his uncle!"

He took the lead and walked into a junior room. At the same time, he spared Wei Xianglin the courtesy of a monarch and minister and stepped forward to help him personally.

"Uncle, the queen mother..."

Wei Xianglin patted his nephew's arm and entered the inner hall in silence.

He came to see this sister for the last time.

His parents died early in his life, leaving him with only one biological sister. He protected her like jewels until she was 16 years old, and married into the third room of the Liao family, a wealthy family in Shu at that time, as his eldest daughter-in-law.

At that time, Wei Xianglin was only 22 years old and had just become the commander-in-chief of the army. He was still a little-known general.

It's a lot of effort to have such a plan for my sister.

Later, he heard that the people in the world were in dire straits, so he devoted himself wholeheartedly to several conquests. Although he neglected it, he always thought about this sister in his heart.

Unexpectedly, she actually had evil intentions, and sent someone to poison his wife's food, and then took away Lin'er, who was under one month old. The wife became ill and was completely hurt.

Later, when Liao Yuan's talent was fully realized, she became delusional again and actually sent a maid to give him the anti-heirloom medicine after he could no longer move his legs.

Simply because his body was disabled at that time, Wei Xianglin had no intention of fighting, so he complied with her wishes.

But nephew Liao Yuan can sit in that seat, and the rest of the Liao family... don't even think about it!

He personally designed and killed the then right-wing general Liao Junhuai, the husband of Wei Huanying, the biological father of Liao Yuan, and the eldest son of the third brother of the Liao family.

Since then, Wei Huanying has become nervous and has never come out to play again.

While she was worried that her brother would know what she had done, she was also worried that her husband's death was related to her brother...

Anxiety all day long.

It can be said that Wei Xianglin has been ill for as many years as the Queen Mother of a country.

Liao Yu'an has been with Wei Xianglin since he was a child. The relationship between nephew and uncle is not father and son, but Wei Xianglin knows his talent, and he also knows that his uncle always keeps his word.

Wei Xianglin's deep eyes were full of complexity, and he stared at Wei Huanying's pale face for a long time.

'I protected you when you grew up and got you married, but you harmed my wife and children. I killed your husband back then, and now I'm sending you on your way. The bad fate is over, and we don't have to see each other again in the next life! '

After leaving the harem, Wei Xianglin chatted with Liao Yuan for a long time and asked someone to call Si Jin at the palace gate.

Si Jin, who was sleeping dazedly in the carriage, wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth, straightened the folds on his clothes, and followed Jiawei into the Daxi Palace.

This place is no different from the Forbidden City that Si Jin has visited in modern times, but now it is more solemn and solemn with the blessing of imperial power.

Arriving at the Imperial Study Room, Si Jin raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man in bright yellow above him, bowed and clasped his fists.

"See Your Majesty!"

The Daxi Dynasty followed the previous dynasty's rule of monarch and minister, and did not need to kneel down before seeing the emperor.

Liao Yuan raised his hand, "Quickly get back on your feet!"

Si Jin raised his face, and Liao Yuanzi looked at his face carefully. The shadows of his uncle and aunt were indeed vaguely visible.

"Look and sit!"

Si Jin bowed and thanked him, sat next to the old Duke, and served him tea.

The imperial study is peaceful and peaceful.

About half an hour later, Duke Wei couldn't bear it any longer, so he went to the side hall to rest.

Si Jin originally stood up and wanted to follow, but was left behind by Liao Yuan.

"I am very interested in civil affairs in recent years. Why don't you tell me a little more about it, cousin?"

Si Jin narrowed his eyes and bowed in response.

Before leaving, Duke Wei patted the back of his hand comfortingly, and Si Jin gave him a reassuring smile in return.

Although father and son have only known each other for more than three days, they seem to have had a tacit understanding of each other for decades.

Naturally, it was impossible for the emperor to believe in Si Jin's identity just by saying a few words to the old Duke of Wei. It was not that he wanted to do anything, but he would not fail to test him as he should.

When people leave, Liao Yuan also asks straightforward questions.

"Tell me! Who sent you? What's your plan for going to Duke Wei's mansion?"