After Waking up Beside the Villain

Qifeng City lies on the bank of Changgan River, and Yushengguan is a hundred miles away.Outside Yushengguan is vast and boundless, and the wasteland is long, connecting the long border.

During the peace talks between the Great Jin and the Great Zhou years ago, even with Chu Yunsheng relying on that victory, his bones were also weakened, and he only managed to take back the twelve cities of Beidi from the tiger's mouth of the Great Zhou.However, the Twelve Cities of the Northland were looted and emptied as early as the invasion of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The houses collapsed, the streets were dead, and many fertile fields were burned.

This kind of waste is hurting the vitality, breaking the bones, and taking it back is just a ruined city that can't be raised.

When the covenant was first concluded, in addition to cursing the eighteen generations of the regent's ancestors, they lamented the barrenness of the northern land, and even birds and beasts came here to rest.

Qifeng City is one of these twelve cities.

Weeds are everywhere outside the city, but the official road is clear and flat, enough for eight horses to ride together, almost comparable to the ostentation of the capital avenue.

A convoy driving on this official road was also surprised by this sight.

The young master who was leading the horse looked at the ancient city covered by the sun and sunset, his eyes narrowed, and he always felt that this didn't look like a war-torn city that everyone avoided.Especially the wall, viewed from a distance, looks like a whole, with no gaps, it doesn't look like it's made of huge boulders and yellow mud.

"Ahead is Qifeng City, my master."

The butler riding a horse next to him said: "It doesn't look like a deserted place. It's just that the court took it back not long ago, and it didn't take care of it. Maybe there isn't even an inn. Maybe the Zhou soldiers and bandits haven't been cleared yet. We either Do not enter the city..."

The young owner didn't answer.

They are caravans from the south, traveling all the year round.In addition to the Great Zhou, there were also some nomadic tribes living between the Jin and Zhou states in the northern region. Most of them were separated from the Great Zhou and were related to the royal family of the Great Zhou.

Da Zhou has been fighting with Da Jin for many years, and has no time to clean up and control these tribes.These tribes also stand on a neutral footing, and do not help Zhou or cheat Jin in the war, and live their own small lives by themselves.Year after year, it is actually considered stable.

Many caravans from the Jin Dynasty often came to do business with these tribes, and occasionally smuggled from them, dumping some items between the Dazhou and Dajin.

Last summer and autumn Chu Yunsheng fought here, and the caravans dared to come here with their heads turned away. Now that there are peace talks, they will come even more.After all, people die for wealth, birds die for food, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit.

It's just that most caravans come and go, but most of them bypass the twelve cities in the Northland.

The housekeeper couldn't figure out what the young owner was thinking, he only thought that the young people were energetic and curious, and they hired bodyguards to protect them, so they didn't think they were afraid of bandits, so they didn't try to stop them. Go to Qifeng City not far away.

When he got to the front, the steward also saw that something was wrong: "Master, is there someone in this city? What made this city wall, why is there not even a crack in the stone..."

The city walls poured with gray cement were the first to be used on the twelve border cities in the Northland.The city gate is towering, with the word Qifeng hanging, newly engraved, black characters on a white background, silver hooks painted on iron, imbued with an awe-inspiring edge, at first glance, it feels that it has nothing to do with the word "abandoned city".

The young master looked up at the word for a while, then led the team downstairs to the city gate.

There were two soldiers dressed in the Jin army at the city gate. They looked young, but they had a serious look on their faces. They should have touched a knife.

Seeing that it was the Jin army, the housekeeper was half relieved.It's just strange, there are people in their merchant court, how come they haven't heard the news of the reconstruction of the Twelve Cities in the Northland.Thinking of this, the butler got off his horse, and while digging into the city fee, he tried to formulate a routine with the two soldiers: "You two officials..."

The eyes of the two young soldiers lit up when they saw someone, but when they saw the steward taking out the money, one of them, who was a little older, immediately raised his hand to block it, saying: "Xifeng City does not collect city fees, Lu Yin brings it, and registers at the gatehouse. One click, and you can get in."

The butler was taken aback.

In the early years when the Great Jin Dynasty was first established, the people were not exploited like this, and they entered the big and small cities casually.But as soon as the emperor started, the aristocratic family grew bigger, there were more and more moths in the court, and the treasury could not make up for the extravagant nightly entertainment. Seeing that there was no money to spend, a certain genius minister from the household department slapped his head and thought about it Idea, income city fee.

At first, the first emperor didn't care about a penny or two, and the common people scolded him a few times, but they didn't take it seriously.But as time goes by, even outsiders entering a county now have to hand over one tael of pure silver.

When he suddenly heard that there was no city fee, the housekeeper almost thought that Qifeng City was still in Da Zhou's hands.

After the housekeeper was in a daze, he saw that the young host had already registered his waypoint and identity under the gate of the city gate, inviting people to enter the city.Before entering the city, the skinny scholar who was in charge of registering the guides also smiled and sent a list, which is said to be an introduction in the city.

"This Qifeng City really built a new city..."

The young master looked at the list and thought about it, while leading people through the long gate tower and into the city.

The spacious and clean streets are criss-crossed, and the neatly repaired houses are row upon row. There are food stalls or small shops standing in front of the street.There are few passers-by on the road, most of them are thin and sallow, they look like refugees at first glance, but they look like gods, and all of them are full of energy, just like this city, exuding a burst of vitality from the inside out.

The wooden-wheeled carriages of the convoy stopped in shock with a creak.

Whether they were members of the caravan or those following the guards, they were a little dazed looking at the scene in the city, and their faces were filled with unbelievable astonishment.

The young host was also dazed for a moment, and then he exchanged a glance with the equally astonished butler, and went into the city to observe like a bumpkin who had never seen the world.

There were also constant whispers in the convoy.

"It's said that this is an abandoned city, but it looks more orderly than the county towns in the south of the Yangtze River..."

"What is the pavement of this avenue? It seems that there are no stone slabs. Like the city wall, is there such a large stone slab?"

"It smells a little good... what kind of food is it selling? Sugar potatoes? What are sugar potatoes... sugar made from soil and beans?"

"Look over there, there are schools and martial arts fields! It says that the public is free...doesn't it charge no money? Can there be such a good thing in the world as studying and practicing martial arts without charging money?"

The convoy came in from the main street of Qifeng City, and the journey was extremely novel.

There were also many people on the side of the road looking at them as foreigners. There were sugar and potato sellers all over the street. When someone in the convoy heard that they were curious, a few of them immediately chased after them with baskets and peddled them.

The young owner also noticed that besides the common people, there were patrols on the avenues in the city, but they were not officers and soldiers, but young men with red tassel belts on their foreheads. Real officers and soldiers must be neat and awe-inspiring.

I found an inn in the city that had just been repaired not long ago, and a group of people in the motorcade who were crying and shouting on the road all regained their energy, put down their luggage and ran out.

The sun was setting and the sky was dark, and the young owner was also walking around the city with the housekeeper.

After eating the potatoes that will ripen soon after planting, we turned around the sweaty martial field, looked at several so-called border trade shops facing the street, and talked with the young patrolling boys. Finally, the young owner and the housekeeper sat in the shed of the wonton shop Underneath, face to face, eye contact, can't hide the surprise and thought in the eyes.

After a long time, the housekeeper sighed: "If the twelve cities are like this, the sky is about to change."

The young master said, "What if all the cities in the world are like this?"

The butler was startled, and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw a fast horse yelling, slowing down, and galloping past. The passers-by on the street were used to it, and all of them dodged lightly.

The man on horseback was wearing a light armor cloak, with a cold face, he looked like a member of the army.

A child who came out of the school and martial arts field by the side of the road, seeing this, pointed at the soldier with bright eyes, and said loudly: "After a few years, I also want to join the army and become a general!"

The child next to him refused to accept: "I want to be a general too! To be a general, fight against the Great Zhou! Sooner or later, I will tear up that bullshit covenant and avenge my grandma!"

"Me too, me too! The teacher said, we can kneel down to sign, and we must be able to stand up and tear it up! We don't have the ability now, but sooner or later we will become stronger and have the ability..."

The sound faded away, and the children gathered together and ran away, their immature backs slowly disappearing into the night lights on the street corner.

The young owner was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "South of the Twelve Cities, the capital, the Central Plains, Jiangnan, Guangnan, and Central Shu... We have traveled through eight hundred places instead of one thousand. The territory of the Great Jin Dynasty is vast, but lifeless. On the way here, I saw a sentence in the story book--the young people in the middle of the capital still talk about peace, but the children in the border towns dance with silver guns."

The butler looked at the young owner, and heard the young and hoarse voice asking with a lot of hope that almost burst through the chest: "Uncle Li, I am really curious, who built such a city, so Is there only one city in one city... and the twelve cities in the Northland have been taken back, who exactly fell into their hands?"

This question fell into the still cold night wind in the spring of the north, and there was no sigh, but it seemed to breed a new energy of life.

No one responded to the question from the young owner, but the answer actually lies in the government office across the street from him.

The light armored knight who galloped through the street first dismounted in a hurry at the gate of the mansion, rushed into the yamen, and went to the study behind.

The study was in a mess, with paper books all over the table and the floor, and several people were either wearing official uniforms or coarse linen clothes at their desks. They were so busy that they didn't even look up to drink tea, they just reached out and fumbled.

Only one person by the window seemed to be a little free, holding a lamp with his head down, looking at a sand table on the table.Surrounded by dim lights, that handsome figure is placed in a cramped place, but he stands still like a swan, cool and outstanding.

The wind blowing in through the window flipped Chu Yunsheng's sleeves, and he turned his head slightly when he heard the sound.

This knight in light armor was Di Yan, who walked in at this moment and called out, "My lord."

Chu Yunsheng brightened the candle wick and waved his hand: "It's getting late today, gentlemen, go back and rest first."

The few people who were working hard in the room raised their heads from the files, their expressions were a little dazed.

When they realized what Chu Yunsheng had said, they were all ecstatic again and got up to leave.

However, before the few people had crossed the threshold, Chu Yunsheng added another sentence behind him: "The water conservancy calculation of Changgan River and the reclamation of [-] mu of wasteland in Sanhe Road will be seen by the king tomorrow."

The faces were filled with joy and relief, and they immediately froze. The gentlemen turned back to pick up some books and blueprints with bitter faces, and a man dressed in coarse cloth picked up two iron plowshares from under the table, and ran away from the study in a hurry. I am afraid that if I take a step too slowly, I will catch up with him as if ordered to die.

Seeing this, Di Yan persuaded: "My lord, you make these newly recruited staff so busy and haggard, I'm afraid people will not accept it."

Chu Yunsheng lifted his robe and sat down, the candlelight climbed onto his eyebrows, reflecting his pale complexion and the fatigue between his eyebrows at a glance.

Rebuilding and rebuilding the Twelve Northland Cities without telling many people is no small matter.Chu Yunsheng has been working almost non-stop these days, patrolling the embankment, inspecting the wasteland, and visiting the refugees, all of which has worn down his jade tree-like demeanor to a point of hardness and roughness.

Hearing Di Yan's words, he wanted to laugh a little, and said lightly, "Where do you see those haggard and emaciated people? I'm afraid they all have a good appetite, and their faces are rosy. The cooks in this yamen want to call a colleague. help."

Di Yan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was true, so he felt a little ashamed immediately, so he hurriedly said: "It's my subordinate who made a slip of the tongue. My lord, the Beijing Central North Camp has come to report that the Junior Camp has entered Yaoshan Mountain in the Central Plains to suppress bandits for thirteen days. Pulling out two strongholds, with one death and seven injuries, is already considered brave."

A confidential letter arrives.

Chu Yunsheng received the secret letter but did not open it, but said: "One dead and seven wounded... How much did the Qingqi team in Beiying help?"

Di Yan replied, "I'm only in charge of the finishing touches."

Chu Yun said: "This king underestimated them."

Having said that, Chu Yunsheng was not surprised that the camp of children trained by a group of young masters had such a result. After all, the bandits in Yaoshan were not very strong.

Chu Yunsheng wanted to ask about the little emperor's safety, but since the letter came in an ordinary secret letter instead of an urgent one at eight hundred miles, it meant that neither the death nor the injury belonged to Lu Fenglou.He asked more, but exposed Lu Fenglou to more danger.

Using bandits to train soldiers and sending the emperor to the eyeless sword is a dangerous move that puts his life on the line, and he shouldn't add a little more risk to it.

Di Yan paid attention to Chu Yunsheng's expression, and said, "Your Majesty is skilled and popular, and Qingqi is secretly protecting him."

Chu Yunsheng was not surprised that Di Yan guessed his thoughts, opened the secret letter and said, "According to the previous arrangement, continue to practice. The other battalions also rotate and transfer troops, so there is no need to change the plan for exercises and bandit suppression. Dao If you don't grind it, it will rust. If it gets rusty, you can't kill people."

The voice was extremely low and hoarse, with a tinge of frost and cold, like a sword about to be drawn, with murderous aura seemingly absent, which made Di Yan inexplicably cold.

He hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, March is almost over, do you still have to do your majesty's coronation ceremony?"

It is not that the Jin royal family has never had a young emperor ascend the throne, so the ancestors have long stipulated that the young emperor should reach the crown at the latest, and the ceremony of the crown is scheduled for the early spring when all things germinate. .But right now, it's late March.

In fact, there was no need for Di Yan to remind, Chu Yunsheng did not forget.

It's just that Lu Fenglou's coronation ceremony is destined to be postponed until next year.Besides, March is only the date set by the royal family, not Lu Fenglou's actual 20th birthday.This year, the crown ceremony cannot be held, but Chu Yunsheng did not forget Lu Fenglou's birthday ceremony.

Through the dim candlelight, Chu Yunsheng's stern eyebrows slightly moved, and he said, "No need to do it. My king and His Majesty have other arrangements."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to let Di Yan back out, leaving only a candlestick to follow him through a confidential letter.

In fact, there is nothing to read in the secret letter.

Most of the things in the secret letter were within Chu Yunsheng's expectation, only two things caught him a little extra.

One of them is about the children's camp where Lu Fenglou is.

To put it bluntly, the children's camp can barely be regarded as another way of exile.Chu Yunsheng mobilized many wealthy households who committed crimes a few years ago. Some of them may not deserve to die, but they still have to be imprisoned and exiled.According to the strict laws of the Jin Dynasty, the children of these rich and noble families will be slaves and prostitutes, and they will fall into hell and never get out.

However, Chu Yunsheng checked and investigated, and dealt with it, but he didn't want to do evil.

He did not send these teenagers to be slaves, but divided them according to their age, family background and crimes. Before they were confiscated, they were taken out and injected into military camps in various places. Women's Army or Ms. Girls.

Among them, the one chosen for Beiying in the capital was Chu Yunsheng, who had seen it personally and was a little more innocent.Although they are all young soldiers who are not familiar with the world and dreaming of dandy dreams, they are better after all, they are not involved in major evils, and they also have the ruthless energy he wants.

These good seedlings can sharpen a sharp sword.

Chu Yunsheng had also found a sword-bearer for this sword from the very beginning, and after fighting bloody battles with him, living and dying together, this sword will truly recognize its owner.

The news about Zidiying in the secret letter is that Lu Fenglou seems to have noticed something, and secretly sent people to the suburbs of Beijing and Guangnan.Also during these days of suppressing bandits, he deliberately got along with those young soldiers in the camp of his children.Naturally, this little wolf cub will not take advantage of the cheapness delivered to his mouth.

Chu Yunsheng lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and through this line of ink characters, he seemed to see that romantic and beautiful face with a half-smile.

As for the second news in the secret letter that caught his attention, it was the family's actions.

The aristocratic family has been silent for a long time since New Year's Eve, and the several court meetings have seemed sleepy, as if they have made up their minds to hide their strengths and bide their time, and settle down.

But under this peaceful appearance, there was some movement.Three days ago, the family seemed to have sent someone to Diezhou.

Regarding Diezhou, Chu Yunsheng didn't have the slightest impression whether it was the plot of the original novel or the investigation of his memory as the regent, so he couldn't grasp the intention of the family for a while.If it is really related, it is that the garrison in Diezhou belongs to the Li family army, the Li family of the four great families.The rest don't know.

Sitting in the messy study room overflowing with the fragrance of ink, Chu Yunsheng stared at the lights on the table, feeling a little nostalgic for the leisure and laziness of the previous few worlds.

He doesn't like intrigues and intrigues very much.The only thing that can be called interesting is raising and teasing his little wolf cub who loves to bite.

His pupils were pale and cold, Chu Yunsheng raised his hand, and stuck the letter paper to the candlelight.

The tongue of flame rolled up in an instant.

Maybe the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

A sealed letter came so diligently, I didn't expect that one day, a [-]-mile rush came.

When Chu Yunsheng received the urgent secret letter, he was still on the embankment of the Changgan River. The first heavy rain in the spring of Beidi came suddenly, and the dark clouds continued to cover the sky and the sun.

The ice and snow on the upper reaches of the Changgan River melted, and the channel on the lower reaches was narrow. The rushing water rose up with the heavy rain and crashed against the embankment frantically.

Countless people stood on the embankment, releasing water to strengthen the embankment.

I thought it was destined to be in vain, but I didn't expect that the cement-reinforced river embankment was extremely strong, and the water flow that was measured before was not so fierce.

A few old gentlemen who were detained by Chu Yunsheng in the yamen stood on the embankment against the heavy rain, crying all over the place: "Treat the water, and one day we will be able to cure this flood!"

An old man grabbed Chu Yunsheng's arm regardless of his identity: "My lord... I want to thank you so much this time! This long dry river circles the twelve cities of the Northland for nearly a hundred miles. It has suffered from endless floods for many years. Every early spring, it is submerged. There are countless acres of land! When the old man was still working in the county government, he was thinking about how to manage it, but no matter how many people he recruited and how many ideas he thought about, it would be of no avail!"

"This encounter... If there is no guidance from the lord, if there is no such thing called cement, I will not get through the flood in early spring so easily! On behalf of the people of the North, I thank you, lord!"

Chu Yunsheng stopped the old man who was about to kneel, took an umbrella and opened it: "The water has slowed down, let's go back and rest earlier. The water conservancy map has not been finished yet."

As usual, if there are no extra words, there is another matter pressing up.

The old gentleman laughed so hard that he couldn't hold back his tears when he heard the words, he was supported by someone and bowed to Chu Yunsheng, took the umbrella and went down the embankment.

Just as soon as he turned around, he saw a galloping horse galloping in the distance, breaking through the rain curtain, splashing muddy water, and an urgent flag was erected on the horse's back.

"My lord, it seems to be an urgent post report!"

Chu Yunsheng's complexion changed, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

He slammed away the person holding the umbrella beside him, and quickly walked down the embankment.

The horse's hooves stopped in front of him, and the heavy rain pressed the eyelids, almost suffocating the breath.

The messenger dismounted from his horse and said in a quick voice, "Your Majesty, the Beiying Children's Battalion entered the Taiyang Mountains four days ago to suppress bandits. Among them, Ping'an Village harbored a large number of fugitives. The children's camp fell into a trap by mistake and was trapped for two days to break out and win—"

The messenger's words, beaten to pieces by the rain, came to a sudden halt.

Chu Yunsheng's eyes were covered with frost, and he squeezed out words from his throat: "What's wrong with you?"

There were too many people, so I couldn't speak clearly. The messenger tremblingly said: "Slightly injured, already on the way to escort back to Beijing."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yunsheng grabbed the reins, jumped on his horse, turned the horse's head and ran towards the road without even putting on a coir raincoat.

"My lord!"

Di Yan was taken aback, but when he caught up, he saw Chu Yunsheng's tense chin, which was as cold as ice by the pouring rain: "Everything in the Twelve Cities remains the same."

Leaving only such a sentence, the horse's hoof was raised high, and it galloped out. Chu Yunsheng's figure disappeared into the rain in the blink of an eye.

Di Yan wiped the rain off his face helplessly, and sighed to himself: "The emperor can't do it, because he loves to be a queen... Forget it, as long as you don't get clean in the future to serve you when you grow old, that's fine."

It was raining heavily and the road was muddy.

Chu Yunsheng changed two horses on the road, and finally caught up with the children who returned to Beijing when the rain stopped two days later.

It was evening, and the sun cleared after the rain.

The continuous fire clouds cover the sky, majestic and magnificent, reflecting everything is bright red.

There are still two days away from the North Camp. The Zidi Camp has been suppressing the bandits for several days, and they are injured and tired. Coupled with the heavy rain, the journey is slow.

Seeing that the rain had stopped and the sky was getting dark, he didn't rush on his way. He set up camp in an open space outside a forest and rested for the night.

When Chu Yunsheng got outside the camp, he got off his horse and didn't rush in. Instead, he waited for the Qingqi patrolling around to find him, and then asked about the camp where Lu Fenglou was resting, and sneaked in to avoid people.

This is a very small camp, barely able to stretch out its arms and legs, and can only squeeze two people to live together.But obviously, Qingqi gave the little emperor a small fire, and only Lu Fenglou lived in this tent.There is still a strong smell of herbs in the tent, presumably it is not long after drinking the medicine.

The door curtain hangs down behind him, covering the dim sunset light, leaving only darkness inside the tent.

Lu Fenglou was lying on the back, with his back to the door, breathing slowly, as if he was in a deep sleep.The slender figure is soaked in the shadows, less frail and more beautiful and tight.

Knowing that the halo of the protagonist of this world should have been snatched from Bei Hanfeng when he was imprisoned, as long as Lu Fenglou and him made no major mistakes, their lives would not be in danger. Through it, Chu Yunsheng still has to admit that knowing is knowing, and worrying is also worrying.

In case there is still a Taoist Dinglan, in case there is a fallacy outside the plot——

Chu Yunsheng's eyes and brows were chilly, and his usual clear and calm mind was a little chaotic for the first time.

He walked up to Lu Fenglou, half-kneeled on the straw mat and thin quilt, and was about to bend down to look at Lu Fenglou's injuries, when suddenly there was a burst of wind in his ears.

Turning his head slightly to dodge, Chu Yunsheng flipped his palm, grabbed the fist that hit him, folded the wrist slightly, and pressed it into his arms.

Those beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously in the half-blind darkness, with a hint of sleepiness in them, staring at them coldly and vigilantly, like a cheetah suddenly waking up.

But that danger is only for a moment.

The ends of those eyes were slightly raised, and the light fell on Chu Yunsheng's face, softening into a darker black color: "...Teacher?"

Chu Yunsheng looked at this very familiar face, and his heartbeat slowly calmed down: "I heard that His Majesty is injured."

With his wrists held in his arms, Lu Fenglou leaned forward, almost pressing his entire upper body against Chu Yunsheng's chest.

He tilted his head, brushed the tip of his nose on Chu Yunsheng's wet temples, and slowly raised his slightly drooping eyelids: "Teacher got caught in the rain—did you hear that I was injured, and rode back from somewhere in the rain?"

The hot and humid breath fluttered against his ears.

Chu Yunsheng's grip on Lu Fenglou's wrist loosened, and it slipped away in an instant, sneaking in through the gap in the cloak like a snake, and sticking the wet clothes stuck to his body with his still delicate palm.

The clothes are thin and fit close to the body.

The palm seemed to be on fire, and it went from the chest to the back, grasping the tight back muscles, leaving a hot and painful scratch in an instant.

Chu Yunsheng still kept his brows motionless and his eyes calm amidst the stinging pain, but when Lu Fenglou lowered his head and bit off the strap of his cloak, he whispered, "Where did you hurt?"

"Arm and back, minor injuries."

Lu Fenglou's body was so delicate and tender that he couldn't bear even such a little injury.But when he looked at Chu Yunsheng's indifferent face close at hand, he felt that the minor injury was suddenly sore like being sprinkled with salt.

He bit off the strap of the cloak against Chu Yunsheng's Adam's apple, and then bit down hard on the collarbone covered with wet clothes.

Chu Yunsheng suddenly pressed Lu Fenglou's waist, but did not move.

After a while, Lu Fenglou opened his mouth loosely, looked at the slightly bleeding tooth marks, and laughed: "The injury is not serious, but I hurt, so the teacher also hurts. But the pain is the pain, the teacher don't want to put it on." This looks like I have died. I have been stabbed a few times now, but it is better than being stabbed more in the future."

His eyes moved to Chu Yunsheng's slightly protruding Adam's apple, he paused, and then said in a low voice: "I am not a gentleman, I like the dangerous wall given by the teacher."

It is said that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and the emperor does not live in a dangerous place.

But not entirely.

Chu Yunsheng's mind was suddenly quiet, and the countless worries and disturbances that had been born since he came to this world were all dissipated in an instant.

After a while, he raised his hand to take the medicine jar, and said, "I will dispense the medicine for Your Majesty."