My old Gong is a fine score [Transmigration Book]

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Qin Yuanxi's illness has been procrastinating for several days without any improvement. With a hoarse voice and nose every day, he is haggard and shows his pity in front of Lord Lu every day, and successfully won three days of sick leave for himself. You don't have to go to morning court.

Without the days of early court, you can sleep well and sleep late, and you can sleep as long as you want. Only then did Qin Yuanxi figure out what it's like to be an emperor. As long as Lord Lu is not around, he is the only one in the palace, and Lord Lu must be very Busy, he has to deal with all kinds of annoying things inside and outside the hall every day, and recently he often goes out of the palace all the time, and he doesn't know what he is busy with, so how can he have time to take care of him.

The small life was quite peaceful, a little chic and a little beautiful, the only thing Qin Yuanxi did was to practice calligraphy.

Such a big loophole is placed here, and it is almost exposed. There may be another time.

He was not happy about being forced to copy books before, but now that he is sick, he has to carry forward his hard work and write down all the homework that Lu Bohuan assigned to him before, in order to be able to practice this word quickly.

Qin Yuanxi's handwriting is good, after all, he has a foundation and a foundation. With a little effort, he can make up for this shortcoming. When he sees that his handwriting is exactly the same as that of the puppet emperor, he can't even tell the difference with a wrong eye. When he came out, Qin Yuanxi put down the pen in his hand.

It's just that there was a little more lonely look on his face, and he couldn't tell where the sudden sense of loss came from. In short, there seemed to be something wrong.

Looking at the words in front of him with his chin propped up, Qin Yuanxi was a little annoyed. He imitated the words of the puppet emperor, so would he still want to imitate the puppet emperor? What about him?who is he?In such a world, is he doomed to lose himself?

This feeling made Qin Yuanxi feel oppressed and a little out of breath. He didn't want to lose himself, and he didn't even want to be the puppet emperor, but he seemed to have no choice. He couldn't do anything, he couldn't even run away. .

The thought of running makes me even angrier. Not only can't I run away, but I dug a hole for myself and filled it in. The big pig's hooves bully people casually because of their brain problems. It's really too angry!

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Holding the medicine bowl, Ding Yi said obsequiously: "Today I have prepared special sweet preserved fruit for Your Majesty, Your Majesty will definitely like it."

"Keep the preserved fruit, but take the medicine away."

Qin Yuanxi flipped through the scriptures and lay back. In the past two days, he did his homework and practiced calligraphy, so he didn't bother to read his scriptures. The story said that it was not only the gang of Jiangyang robbers who were thinking about the imperial tribute, but also the people in the court. Many people also want to reach out their hands, and there are layers of doubts and mist. Qin Yuanxi likes it very much, and it is one of the few funs he can find for himself.

"Your Majesty, I have to drink this medicine." Ding Yi was really embarrassed. His Majesty doesn't like to drink medicine. Every time he brings it, he either tastes it deliberately and pours the rest into the flower pot, or just let him drink it. When I went back, I didn't even take a look at it. I was sick for several days, and I didn't drink a few sips of the medicine three times a day. When will the illness get better?

His Majesty's behavior has not always been bad, it's not because he, a caring servant, didn't do a good job, and if he is blamed, it's not all his fault.

The little eunuch wanted to persuade him again, but Qin Yuanxi didn't even give him a look. He turned a page of the book, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and take it away, the smell will make you die, and get some more incense to smoke it." Xun, I don't like the smell of Chinese medicine the most."

Qin Yuanxi was not in good health when he was a child, and he also took traditional Chinese medicine for a long time. It may be that the Chinese herbal medicine in modern society is more refined or for other reasons. The taste of the medicine is a bit bitter, but it is not unacceptable. It's like a sky and an earth, Qin Yuanxi feels that the dark bowl is not a cure for the disease at all, it can kill him.

Therefore, you can't drink it even if you are killed. Anyway, it's just a cold. If you don't take medicine for seven days a week, you will be better sooner or later. Why make things difficult for yourself.

Seeing His Majesty made him indifferent, Ding Yi could only leave with the medicine bowl in embarrassment, just turned around, the regent came to meet him, glanced at the medicine bowl in his hand, and then glanced at the medicine bowl in his hand, and then looked at it leisurely and contentedly eating a preserved fruit The emperor who was reading the script, with slightly cold eyes, reached out to take the medicine bowl in Ding Yi's hand.

"Go down."

Lu Gou's voice is too familiar. Although there are only three words, the effect is the same as a reminder. Qin Yuanxi sat up quickly before swallowing the preserved fruit in his mouth, with an embarrassed smile on his face: "Why is the regent?" Are you free? Hehe."

With something stuffed in his mouth, he looked a bit stupid, Lu Bohuan's gaze stayed on his cheeks for a moment, and then moved away.

"Come here to see if His Majesty's illness is fully recovered."

"No, it's still uncomfortable. I'm very dizzy, my throat is uncomfortable, and my nose can't breathe." Qin Yuanxi opened his mouth to feel this or that. He saw the medicine bowl in Qin Yuanxi's hand in the middle of the sentence, and slammed Di Shuzha: "But it's okay, maybe it will be all right in two days."

"Oh, is that so?" Lu Bohuan came over with the medicine bowl in his hand, put the medicine bowl on the small table casually, and then took away Qin Yuanxi's preserved fruit: "Your Majesty, are you sure you can get well without taking the medicine?"

"I'm sure, it will be fine." Qin Yuanxi felt that no matter what happened, Lu Bohuan, a regent, shouldn't force him, the emperor, to drink medicine, right?

It's okay, Lu Bohuan can force him to do anything, but it's not necessary, it's okay for Lu Bohuan to force him to abdicate, but what's the matter with forcing him to drink medicine?Lu Bohuan is not his mother, nor his grandma, nor his Zhao Tuo, it is really impossible, so Qin Yuanxi became more courageous, completely ignoring that the dark night in front of Lu Bohuan was already completely cold medicine.

"Really? It seems that His Majesty has supernatural powers." Lu Bohuan tidied his clothes slowly, and just when Qin Yuanxi thought he was about to say something serious, Lu Bohuan spoke.

"Since your majesty is so powerful, why don't you cure your illness now so that the ministers don't worry about it." Lu Bohuan said seriously: "There are still a bunch of papers in the imperial study, waiting for your majesty's review. The important affairs of the country should not be delayed. "

"Hehe, the lord is just joking." Qin Yuanxi smiled, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "What I mean is that as long as you have a good rest, you will be fine in two days. The lord misunderstood what I meant."

He's not a big Luo Jinxian, so how can he just say yes, so what's the trouble.

Besides, even Daluo Jinxian, people don't bother to use their magical powers just because you have a cold and fever, right?Does Fei Lan understand?

"Misunderstanding?" Lu Bohuan's eyes were slightly cold: "Your Majesty doesn't want to take the medicine, isn't it to delay the illness on purpose? You think you don't have to go to court because of the illness?"

Qin Yuanxi was about to refute, but Lu Bohuan didn't give him a chance.

"Speaking of this, I'm surprised. Your Majesty never delayed the morning court before, but now it's just a mere cold, and he doesn't even have the morning court." Lu Bohuan spoke very slowly, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Yuanxi, wanting to see him what a reaction.

"Then, that's because I'm seriously ill this time, and I'm really powerless to go to court. The imperial doctor said, I need to rest well." Qin Yuanxi also knew that Lu Bohuan was looking at him, his eyes seemed to be stared at by a cold snake, It was really uncomfortable.

"If there is nothing wrong with the prince,"

"There is something to do." Lu Bohuan looked away, picked up the bowl of medicine that had been cold for a long time, and handed it directly to Qin Yuanxi: "Since His Majesty is seriously ill, you should drink this medicine, and the medicine will be cured as soon as possible. "

"Do you have to drink it?" Qin Yuanxi couldn't understand what Lu Bohuan meant, and put a bowl of medicine in front of him. Although it was not worth it to turn against Lord Lu for a bowl of medicine, Qin Yuanxi still wanted to struggle again: "No Can't you drink it?"

"Your Majesty just said that you are seriously ill, but you don't want to take medicine right now. What does that mean?" Lu Bohuan brought the medicine bowl a little closer: "Or, is Your Majesty trying to use the excuse of being sick to avoid something? ?”

Qin Yuanxi can be sure that the words after Lu Bohuan definitely have other meanings, what is escaping?What did he need to escape?I am such a frank and innocent emperor, just like you, Lord Lu, who is duplicitous, hiding a little secret and thinking that everyone in the world is hiding something shameful like you. I am not crazy, can escape from what? !

"I won't drink it, the medicine is too bitter, I'll throw up if I drink it."

If Lu Bohuan didn't say the latter sentence to avoid something, Qin Yuanxi might not be so rebellious. It would be of no benefit to him to tear up his face with Lord Lu, especially in the current situation, with his identity as a puppet emperor, He doesn't even have the right to speak, and it's too late to please Lu Wangye carefully, how dare he go against Lu Wangye.

Not to mention that what Lord Lu asked him to drink was just medicine, even if Lord Lu came over with a bowl of poison, Qin Yuanxi reckoned that in the puppet emperor's situation, he could only swallow it. The prince opened his mouth and poured it in.

Facts are facts. Knowing what to do and what to do are obviously two different things. Qin Yuanxi, for example, knew that he shouldn't contradict Lu Bohuan, but seeing Lu Gou's face, he couldn't hold back his temper. Turning his face away, he continued to flip through his novel, completely ignoring Lu Bohuan's words.

"Your Majesty refuses to take the medicine. It seems that the incompetent bastards in the Imperial Hospital prescribe the medicine that does not cure His Majesty's illness, so that His Majesty would rather stay sick than take the medicine." Lu Bohuan said coolly: "Since it is a It's useless to keep it for the trash, come here and send the Tai Hospital up and down, "

"Drink! Can I still drink it?!" Qin Yuanxi threw away the notebook in his hand, took the bowl of dark soup from Lu Bohuan, and his face was very ugly: "You don't need to trouble others, isn't it just a bowl? Medicine, why bother?"

Then, holding the medicine bowl in his hand, he gritted his teeth and poured the dark soup directly into it, with resentful eyes, as if he had suffered some humiliation.

Lu Bohuan looked at him playfully, his appearance didn't seem to be pretending, it should be because he was simply afraid of taking medicine, so he didn't want to take medicine, but he was thinking too much.

The empty bowl was handed to Lu Bohuan, who nodded in satisfaction.

Then he said: "Did your majesty misunderstand something just now? I just want to say that your majesty is unwilling to drink medicine. It must be that those gang of imperial physicians have no intentions. Let them come up with another prescription. What does your majesty mean when you say that others are troubled?" Do you think I'm going to punish the entire hospital?"

Dog, or your Lu Bohuan dog!

Qin Yuanxi's mouth was full of bitterness, he really thought that way, after all, it was always played like this on TV, he would be dragged down and beheaded all over the house at every turn, all buried with him, very bloody, Lu Bohuan is a great hero, he can go to this point, There must be a lot of blood donations in his hands, what cruel things can't he do?

He never expected that he would let this dog play tricks. The key point is that his preserved fruit is gone. Qin Yuanxi now feels a little nauseous, a little nauseous, and the strange smell keeps rising. Just throw up.

Coincidentally, he even vomited on Lord Lu. Of course, he would never admit that he did it on purpose.

After Qin Yuanxi vomited, he looked at Lu Bohuan innocently with a haggard face: "I told you, I will really vomit after drinking Chinese medicine."