I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

So I have to think of a way later. After I die in Ji'antang, I will ask them to pay a sum of money for burial, which can be considered as leaving some thoughts for my two sons.

Mr. Mo's brain was spinning very fast at this moment, and he immediately stood up again and drove his two sons out. The two daughters-in-law, who were relatively shrewd, came in to talk and specifically explained what they should do after his death. He agreed with understanding, and then he truly relaxed, closed his eyes and waited for death.

As he fell into darkness, he thought he would never wake up again.

It turns out that death is not so painful, just like sleeping, it sinks in slowly.

Mr. Mo lost consciousness with a smile on his face. Unfortunately, as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, he woke up again.

It was already dark, and an expensive red wax candle was lit in the ward. The candle was so bright that it made him feel flustered for no reason.

Mo Feng was sitting by the couch, and when he saw him waking up, he smiled broadly: "Aweng, it's time to use the food. After using it, you need acupuncture and medicine."

"Am I not dead?" Mr. Mo pursed his dry lips, and suddenly felt a long-lost hunger in his stomach.

He had not had any water or rice for two full days. Before, he only felt uncomfortable and disgusted with the distension of his chest and abdomen, but now he suddenly had an appetite.

"Mr. Jing just came to see you and said that the prescription has taken effect and your body is getting stronger than before. You still have to accompany us juniors to continue walking and watch the birth of your grandson and great-grandson with your own eyes!"

As he said this, he took the urinal next to the bed: "Aweng, do you want to relieve yourself?"

"Yeah." Mr. Mo looked a little dazed.

He's really not dead. And when I woke up, my physical condition seemed to be a little stronger than when I gave my last words.

How can you persist for so long with the return of your glory? So the medicine prescribed by that young lady who is as beautiful as a peach blossom in early spring is really effective?

Mo Feng opened the door and went out to call for someone. The vigil in the ward is on a rotating basis, and tonight it is Xingxuan's turn.

"Aweng woke up and urinated. The amount was about half a pot. By the way, he still has an appetite and wants to eat."

Xingxuan smiled when he heard this: "That means that nearly a thousand milliliters of urine have been urinated today. Our doctor Jing said that the more you urinate, the faster you will recover from your illness."

"Yes, yes." The arc at the corner of Mo Feng's mouth could not go away at all, and his eyes were even brighter: "Jing Langzhong's medical skills are really amazing."

Xingxuan actually agreed deeply and wanted to chat with him on this topic all night, but when the words came to her lips, she remembered how Tan Fei was being scolded and punished tonight, and her heart trembled, and she just said: "I will Go get some food."

When hospitalized, three meals a day are provided. The main reason is to take into account each patient's condition, nutrition and dietary restrictions.

The diet of patients with heart failure should be low in salt and sugar. For someone like Mr. Mo who has bloating all over his body, he cannot have even a little bit of salt. In addition, after taking the medicine and starting to urinate, you should appropriately supplement potassium-containing foods, such as fungi, oranges, etc.

What was prepared for Mr. Mo was mushy Japanese rice porridge with mushrooms, celery, and a small plate of steamed fish.

Although there was no salt, Mr. Mo also ate it extremely sweetly.

This is japonica rice porridge covered with a layer of rice oil. I usually don't want to eat it at home, but I didn't expect to eat it in Ji'antang.

Although the money for this meal must have been included in the medical expenses, Mr. Mo's thoughts have changed drastically from before.

There is great terror between life and death. Who wants to die if we can live this way?

Previously, he thought he was dead, and was afraid that he would end up losing both his life and wealth, so he just attacked the young lady like that.

But since it can really cure it, it is worth the price of the medicine. Isn’t it just one or two ginseng after taking medicine? He also has a son who runs a woodware shop, and he can make money sooner or later!

In the Weiyang Palace, Yu Jin slowly opened the silk and looked at the images of thin and fat girls on it carefully, as well as the family status below. It took him a long time to put it down and let out a long sigh.

"Jiao Lingjian." He said to Jiao Zuo, who was standing silently aside, "In your opinion, what does Da Sima... mean?"

Jiao Zuo's eyes glanced at the girl at the head of the scroll, and he said thoughtfully: "Ms. Huo is the eldest granddaughter of Da Sima. Although her father is not a direct descendant, he is also quite talented..."

"Jiao Lingjian also thinks that Huo Zhen is worthy of being the mother of Yi Tianxia?"

Jiao Zuo heard that Yu Jin's tone was wrong and knelt down quickly: "The establishment of a queen is a major matter of the country. It should be decided by your majesty and the officials. I dare not speak nonsense."

"Let's not talk about anything else, Huo Zhen is four years older than me." Yu Jing sneered and said, "Don't I trust the Huo family enough? When you enter the palace, you ride a horse and go to the palace with swords and shoes. If you see that I don't bow, The late emperor personally ordered that all those who were exiled be pardoned and reassigned to important positions - but they are still not satisfied and even want to be the queen! "

He quickly walked around the palace, feeling the anger in his heart getting stronger and stronger: "Jiao Lingjian. Do you think that if one day, Empress Huo gives birth to a prince, will there be no need for me to exist?" "

As soon as the words fell to the ground, all the palace servants in the palace knelt down. Jiao Zuo's pupils shrank suddenly and he said: "Your Majesty... please be careful what you say!"

"Be careful what you say?" Yu Jin didn't look at the frightened palace servants at all, and said with a sneer: "Previously, I obeyed Da Sima's words. Even when General Zuo came to the palace several times to speak, I just ignored him, but he How did you repay me?"

"My schoolwork has been increased, my time to watch the government has been postponed repeatedly, and I was no longer allowed to participate in the previous court meetings that were held once every five days - what do you think he has in mind?"

"Your Majesty suffered from wind and cold half a year ago, and it took several months to recover. Grand Sima just added martial arts and archery, probably for the sake of your health." Jiao Zuo said hesitantly.

"I'm not a frail boy!" Yu Jin had a fit, and most of the anxiety in his heart had gone away. Now he returned to the imperial case, looked at the scroll repeatedly for a while, and suddenly drew a trace of a smile on his lips. smile.

"I have come up with a candidate for the queen." He said, his eyes indifferently scanning the kneeling palace servants below: "Let's deal with it all."

Although the palace people had already guessed their fate, they still held on to a bit of luck. When they heard the final verdict, they almost collapsed on the ground and were gagged and dragged out by the guards at the door.

Jiaozuo had long known the little emperor's true temperament. Although he was feeling emotional in his heart, he remained calm on his face.

"I wonder which lady can win this honor?" he joked.

"The Xin family." There was a trace of amusement in Yu Jin's eyes.

The person the Xin family reported to the palace this time was Prime Minister Xin He's youngest daughter, Mrs. Xin Wu. Xin He's wife is Huo Xuan's eldest daughter, so she is still Huo Xuan's granddaughter.

During the reign of the late Emperor, the Prime Minister was respected as the head of the officials. However, due to the existence of the three auxiliary ministers, most of the Prime Minister's powers have been emptied out. Although Xin He put Huo Xuan first in everything, but in government affairs , it is inevitable that there will be some frictions and discords, big and small.

If the battle for the selection of the queen is added to the equation, this matter will become even more interesting.

On the surface, Yu Jin chose Mrs. Xin Wu for Huo Xuan's sake, and everyone knew that Huo Xuan was afraid of guilt. His wife would obviously prefer her own granddaughter in the aftermath of the election.

When the time comes, let Huo Zhen enter the palace together and make her his wife, and then the little emperor can sit back and watch both sides show off their magical powers.

"Your Majesty's move is really clever!" Jiao Zuo praised sincerely.