The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Because of the wind and cold, Jiang Wu's breathing was much heavier than before.

Yin Wuzhi was not assigned a room, so he could only stay in the Tai Chi Hall.

He declined Qi Hanmiao's kindness, rubbed the bruise on his shoulder with medicated oil, and raised his arm for a while. Although it hurt a little, it didn't hurt the bone, and it didn't affect his use.

After re-wrapping the pink and white clothes, Yin Wuzhi came to the bed, opened the bed curtain, and checked whether Jiang Wu was breathing through his mouth honestly.

It's not that Yin Wuzhi made a big fuss, he found that he couldn't understand Jiang Wu, and almost all the actions of the other party could not be called normal... No, he is not like a person at all.

I don't know what species it is.

But before he ascended the throne...he didn't seem to be like this.

Yin Wuzhi remembered that among the many princes who seized the throne, he was able to ascend to the throne because he never took credit for his pride, and was kind and magnanimous, which won the hearts of the people. In addition, his mother's family had no rights, and he never participated in the struggle for the throne. , in other words, did not join the ranks of fratricide.

He has a very good relationship with every prince, especially His Royal Highness the prince who was poisoned back then, who is Yin Wuzhi's other aunt and the son of Empress Dowager Wen's sister.

He is the cleanest one among them, the most talented and intelligent one, and the one who is most loved by the late emperor.

Later, the brothers who seized the throne were dead and disabled. With the strong support of all the veterans, Jiang Wu became the one on the dragon chair as a matter of course.

It can be said that, like his mother, he is lucky enough to make people jealous.

But being able to get the support of veterans means that he has persuasive qualities. In other words, he must at least work hard.

...Could it be that he was serious when he became a prince, just to be a lazy bastard after ascending the throne?

Yin Wuzhi is really hard to understand.

However, there are many emperors who turned their faces and turned ruthless after ascending the throne in history, and he did not delve into it.

Yin Wuzhi changed his medicine and came to the bronze mirror to treat the injury on his face.

The corner of his mouth was just scratched, and the pain on his face had eased a little, but the various unfair treatment he had suffered since he entered the palace made his face slightly sullen.

After finishing all this, Qi Hanmiao came with the wind-cold medicine that had been boiled, and Yin Wuzhi stood aside, listening to him softly calling for the Son of Heaven.

Naturally, it is impossible to wake up.

"Your Highness." Qi Hanmiao turned around and asked for help: "Tomorrow King Dingnan and others will come to discuss matters. If His Majesty is seriously ill, what should we do?"

How is it good?

Jiang Wu was already lazy enough, once he became seriously ill, there was even more reason to stay still. Yin Wuzhi could almost foresee that when everyone came, he could only wait in the imperial study.

This stupid gentleman has no empathy at all.

Yin Wuzhi walked up, and said to Qi Hanmiao, "If you want my help in the future, you don't have to move out of father."

Qi Hanmiao: "The slave is convicted."

Yin Wuzhi grabbed Jiang Wu and shook him, but failed to wake him up, so he could only help him up and leaned against his chest, holding his chin with his fingers, and said, "Feed him directly."

Qi Hanmiao was a little nervous: "Will you be choking?"

"You can drink it yourself when you wake up from choking."

"..." That makes sense.

Qi Hanmiao held the bowl and blew several times in a row before carefully sending it into Jiang Wu's pinched open mouth.

Jiang Wu swallowed unconsciously.

Qi Hanmiao took another bite, this time, Jiang Wu swallowed very slowly.

The third bite.

Jiang Wu opened his eyes.

Qi Hanmiao smiled flatteringly: "Your Majesty, it's medicine, wind-cold medicine, isn't it uncomfortable for you? Drink it and it will be fine."

Jiang Wu swallowed what was in his mouth, then tilted his head, refusing the next feeding: "Bitter."

Really bitter.

Bitter and strange.

The base of the tongue is going numb.

Qi Hanmiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled. He took out the candied fruit from the tray and said, "Your Majesty, it will be much better if you hold this in your mouth."

Jiang Wu held it in his mouth, and just when his sense of taste eased, he realized that Qi Hanmiao had come to feed him medicine again.

He didn't even want to touch the spoon with his lips, and buried his face in it, and said dumbly, "No."

An indifferent voice came from above the head: "Are you a child?"

Jiang Wu later realized that he was relying on someone, he raised his face and said, "Bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter."

"Do not."

Yin Wuzhi didn't sleep last night, and now it's late at night and he still has to torture him. A little impatience inevitably surfaced in his heart, and he said in a low voice with restraint: "Drink it all in one go, it won't be so bitter."

"Liar."

Yin Wuzhi looked at his inorganic eyes, and his impatience gradually increased, his temples jumped up slightly. He reached out and pinched Jiang Wu's cheek again, turned directly to Qi Hanmiao, and said, "Hey."

Jiang Wu: "..."

Qi Hanmiao took out the candied fruit from Jiang Wu's mouth with trembling hands, and then fed the bitter medicine into his pinched open mouth. Jiang Wu tried to struggle, but found that the struggle seemed to require a lot of strength, and Yin Wuzhi tried to prevent He broke free, and the shackles of his arms were as indestructible as steel.

Not all struggles are useful.

Sangpi gave up struggling.

In fact, this suffering doesn't seem so unbearable.

Yin Wuzhi was indeed wary that he would break free, but because he was worried about hurting the other party and being punished, he didn't use much strength.

In his eyes, after Jiang Wu's mouth was squeezed open, he didn't resist at all, and accepted everything honestly.

... well behaved?

He let go of the hand that was pinching Hunjun's cheek.

Jiang Wu's mouth closed successfully, and refused to open it.

Qi Hanmiao begged: "There is only a little left, Your Majesty, open your mouth."

Zangpi would not take the effort to open his mouth for this kind of thing.

Yin Wuzhi: "..."

Are you owed pinch.

He reached out again and pinched Jiang Wu's mouth open. He didn't stop until Qi Hanmiao fed up the medicine and stuffed a candied fruit in.

Jiang Wu was laid flat on the bed again.

Qi Hanmiao wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and Yin Wuzhi let out a slight breath.

Before Hunjun fell asleep, he said: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, where does the minister sleep?"

Without Jiang Wu's will, Qi Hanmiao didn't dare to arrange a place for him casually.

Jiang Wu looked at him silently with the candied fruit in his mouth.

His fair face was pinched with two red finger marks, which looked a little funny.

Yin Wuzhi looked at him, and the impatience that had just surged gradually dissipated.

He found that he seemed to have figured out the temper of this stupid king.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and nothing is the biggest.Suffering doesn't matter, joy doesn't matter, anyway, no matter what happens, just lie down, just go on, just do it.

Yin Wuzhi spoke again and said, "Where does the minister sleep?"

Jiang Wu opened his mouth, Yin Wuzhi took out the candied fruit in his mouth and threw it into the spittoon, and put another one in his mouth for him, saying: "I sat on the chair for the whole night yesterday, why don't I sit for another night today?"

Jiang Wu originally thought so.

But he called so many veterans over, not only to deal with the memorial, but also to let Yin Wuzhi learn how to do it from everyone. After all, he can't bring too much hatred by himself. What if he is killed by others one day?

But if Yin Wuzhi doesn't sleep well, he should have no motivation.

He thought for a moment, then stretched out half a finger generously, pointing at the couch beside his bed.

That's where the servants who served him slept.

Yin Wuzhi said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He got out of bed and lay down on one side, and Qi Hanmiao went to add an extra quilt to him to prevent him from catching a cold. In addition, because the couch was very short, he thoughtfully put a stool for his feet.

Yin Wuzhi thanked, Qi Hanmiao bowed, and said: "Your Majesty will leave it to His Royal Highness, and the servants will be guarding outside. If there is anything that needs to be summoned in time."

Yin Wuzhi responded, and asked, "Your Majesty used to drink medicine and also eat candied fruit?"

Qi Hanmiao said, "Eat."

He left the Taiji Hall and closed the door intimately.

In the sleeping hall, Yin Wuzhi heard Jiang Wu's voice again: "Bitter."

He got up, put a candied fruit in Jiang Wu's mouth again, and said, "This one can be swallowed, there is no fruit core in it."

"Big."

"You can chew."

"hard."

... That is strength, after all, it is dried dried fruit food.

Yin Wuzhi was too lazy to bother with him, so he lay down again, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard him shout again: "Bitter."

He got up for the second time and squeezed out the candied fruit in his mouth for Hunjun, but when he was about to change it, he saw that his eyes and mouth were closed at the same time.

It seems that it is not suffering anymore.

It's not that it's not bitter, in fact, if you lick your lips, it will still be very, very bitter, but it's much better than before, within the acceptable range, Sangpi didn't bother to continue to toss.

...Anyway, Sangpi doesn't need to lick his lips.

The Tai Chi Hall finally fell silent, and the two fell asleep at the same time.

On the second day, Yin Wuzhi got up early in the morning, tidied himself up, and had breakfast neatly dressed.

As soon as King Dingnan and others arrived, he followed Qi Hanmiao to meet him, and the latter smiled and led the way: "Your Majesty, please wait in the imperial study first."

Yin Wuzhi didn't want to wait on the Lord Hun to change his clothes, so he followed him to the imperial study.

The sun is very good today. When the door is opened, the light penetrates in, and fine dust particles can be seen.

Several veteran ministers walked into the imperial study room together, and then all stopped in their tracks.

Yin Wuzhi followed behind as a junior, because the light outside was very bright, the imperial study room with the windows closed was a little dim, which prevented him from seeing the same scene with everyone in the first place.

"...?" Chen Xiang said, "Where is Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty will come later." Qi Hanmiao said, "Please sit down first. If you are bored, you can help approve the memorial first."

Yin Wuzhi: "?"

He got it.

The elders sat down one after another, and it was only then that Yin Wuzhi saw the whole picture of the imperial study.

On the table, in front of the table legs, and next to the porcelain vase with the picture scrolls, there were piles of booklets. These booklets were piled up together, as tall as half a person, and row after row, almost occupying half of the imperial study room. I don't know where they were sent from, let alone when they were sent.

Qiu Shangshu was the first to be unable to sit still, he stepped forward and said, "Well, when did this happen?"

Qi Hanmiao laughed along: "Actually, it's only a month and a half, the main thing is that it's not the end of the season, some old things from various places..."

"What has Your Majesty been doing for the past one and a half months?" Grand Master Wen frowned, wrinkling his gray eyebrows, and said worriedly, "Apart from being assassinated last time, what else happened?"

"...Also, I drowned once." In fact, I fainted while taking a bath.

"Didn't you not go to court for a few days that time? Later, someone poisoned you..." In fact, he was choked by the rice, and Qi Hanmiao sighed: "Your Majesty has always been in poor health recently. Got a cold."

Yin Wuzhi looked at him.You continue to make up.

King Dingnan pondered, wondering if it might have been contaminated with some dirty things, but this is the palace after all, he couldn't speak nonsense, so he could only say: "Your Majesty asked me to wait here today, isn't it just to deal with these things?"

Qiu Shangshu had already started flipping through the papers, and said: "These are all sorted out, the people below will send them here, and they only need to stamp them. How could Your Majesty not even have time for this?"

Others began to fidget.

Qiu Shangshu said: "My lord, take a look, this seems to be a battle report from the south."

King Dingnan stepped up to join them.

Soon, Qiu Shangshu said again: "Master Xiang, come and have a look at this, is it from Xinnan Academy?"

Chen Xiang sighed and joined in.

After a while, Qiu Shangshu said: "Grand Master, this seems to be sent by Qizhou. Your grandson has made great achievements in governing."

Grand Master Wen staggered into it.

Yin Wuzhi looked at the few elderly people who couldn't rest: "."

Could it be that Qiu Shangshu is a 'spies' sent by the faint king?

"Yin Shu." Suddenly someone called his name, and heard that the grand master's voice was old and soft: "Come here, seal these few seals, what's the matter with this official department, this kind of matter has to be troubled by the emperor himself , no wonder His Majesty always takes sick leave at such a young age."

... Are you always a 'spies'? !