After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

late at night.

In Suzhou Mansion, in the upper room of Jin Family Inner Garden.

Han Mochu was sitting upright on the priceless bamboo couch of Concubine Xiang, guarding a bright lamp, drafting a yellow scroll memorial.Upon closer inspection, his complexion was pale, his lips were bloodless, like a seriously ill person.There are several layers of stacked gauze in the moon-white pajamas, and the pale pink blood on the chest is like a crabapple blooming on the chest through the thin fabric in summer. No matter how light the color is, it is particularly eye-catching.

"Han Ziran, why are you sitting up again?" Su Che came from outside with a tray containing gauze and wound medicine, and walked to Han Mochu's bamboo couch and gave him a look.

"Isn't this waiting for you to come and change my medicine?" Han Mochu understood the paper, pen, ink and inkstone on the table to make a space enough for this tray: "Mr. Su has worked hard."

"How hard am I? If it weren't for summer, would you think I would toss you for two hours to change your medicine?" Su Che said as he lit the oil lamp in the tray, and grilled and sterilized the scissors and small scrapers in the tray separately. :"clothes."

Han Mochu turned his back and untied his belt, and took off his close-fitting pajamas, revealing the blood-soaked gauze on his chest again.The glaring bright red on the gauze angered Miracle Doctor Su, who was not very happy at all: "Come on, come on, Han Ziran, look with your own eyes, why is the injury still oozing like this after seven days of healing? I let you Don’t you understand? How many hours did you say you slept these days? Those corrupt officials have been detained according to the list you gave, what else do you want to do?!”

"Your Majesty is in southern Xinjiang. I should give him an explanation for such a big matter." Han Mochu raised his head, and turned around slightly in accordance with Su Che's frequency of removing gauze: "Otherwise, this case will always be pending. Jing is also in trouble."

The gauze was removed, and the wound on Han Mochu's chest was exposed. Half of the diamond-shaped wound was scabbed and the other half of the scab was torn apart. Two streams of blood slid along the muscle texture to the upper abdomen. Su Che took a breath and held it in one hand. A small flat-inch spatula broke open the other side of the scab, and the small tweezers holding silver paper in one hand tore off the long-lasting scab on the wound, picked out the tender meat that had been turned out of the body again, and used The Promise Pill mixed with spirits was applied to the wound.

During the whole process, Su Che's technique was quite neat, Han Mochu was still sweating profusely from the pain, his whole body's muscles collapsed into a straight line, the veins on his hands clutching the bed sheet bulged out, and the blood vessels on his slender neck protruded from between his teeth Squeeze out a few words: "You take it easy."

"Does it hurt?" Su Che shrugged lightly, and continued to move his hands: "Why didn't it hurt you to death? What did I say earlier? I asked you to hand over the list to Sansi, but you didn't listen Ah. If you insist on checking the evidence by yourself, you still say that I have a sense of proportion. This is your sense of proportion when it is stabbed in the chest?"

Han Mochu was not wronged at all by Su Che's two plain words.

Seven days ago, Han Mochu was invited by Zhou's father and son to have a banquet under Li Qianhe, the prefect of Suzhou.

During the banquet, he used the pretext of selling salt and distributing profits to create an account book about the private transfer of officials on Jiangnan Road, the sale of salt and grain, the sale of officials and nobles, the private increase of land taxes, and the indiscriminate killing of the people.

There is a copy of this account book in each magistrate's yamen, and it is hidden in a secret place that only that official knows.

Jiangnan is rich and prosperous, with unique conditions.

Since the beginning of the 15th year of Yongping, the entire Jiangnan officialdom has been a big dye vat for more than [-] years, and no official who comes here can survive alone.

Even if there were, they would be squeezed out by the rest of the people, either losing their jobs or being framed for crimes, and none of them would end well.

Gradually, every official who came to take office in Jiangnan became a veritable moth, eating away at the hinterland of Jiangnan that should have been the foundation of the country's money and food.

Han Mochu didn't startle the snake immediately, but still talked with everyone at the banquet.

After the banquet, Han Mochu rode back to the residence alone, and two black-clothed and masked killers were already waiting there.The unsuspecting Han Mochu was stabbed in the chest.

It turned out that the banquet was a trick used by the suspicious Suzhou prefect to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

The two black-clothed killers waited for Han Mochu to leave and sneaked into his temporary small courtyard to investigate Han Mochu's details, and if they found anything wrong, they would kill Han Mochu directly when he returned home.

Because everything was roughly the same as the plan in Han Mochu's heart, Han Mochu, who was bent on seeking evidence, didn't worry too much.

However, fortunately, Li Qianhe, the prefect of Suzhou, did not know who Han Mochu was.When Han Mochu was stabbed in the chest of the two black-clothed assassins, one had his neck broken and the other had nine broken ribs.

Aware of the danger, Han Mochu escaped from the yard clutching his wound, galloped all the way, and ran to the Jinquan Restaurant, which was not yet closed, to ask for help.

The waiter Jin Liu read the rewards these days, found a doctor for Han Mochu, and helped him deliver a letter outside the city.

Before dawn the next day, Su Che took General Meng Fan, who had been prepared, to bring Han Mochu from Jinquan Restaurant to the Jin family's mansion.

In the next few days, Han Mochu dragged a knife wound on his chest to sort out the evidence and case files collected in the past few days. He would personally interrogate all officials of rank four and above involved in the case.

After these seven days, Han Mochu barely slept for two hours a day.

After changing the wound medicine, Su Che packed up the bloody gauze and cotton balls, reached out and knocked on the kang table in front of Han Mochu: "What? Are you still writing today?"

"Well, it's coming soon, in another hour..."

"How about another hour?" The door of the outer room was pushed open, and a tall man with a hood stepped in from outside the room.The man stood in front of the bed, glanced at the tray in Su Che's hand, and said coldly, "Han Mochu, do you know what time it is?"

Han Mochu focused his attention. The heroic and extraordinary face under the hood was very familiar. He was only a little surprised why this person appeared here at this time: "Your Majesty? Why are you here?"

"What do you think?" Gu Xiu reached out and took off the hood, and without any explanation, took down the small table that Han Mochu had placed on the couch: "There is no need to draw up the booklet, I already know everything."

Han Mochu half propped himself up, glanced at Su Che from the corner of his eye, Su Che held the tray and shook his head repeatedly: "Don't look at me, I don't know."

"You transferred my troops, wouldn't I know?" Gu Xiu slightly bowed his head towards Su Che and said, "Mr. Lao Su has been here these days. May I ask how is Mr. Han's injury?"

"Your Majesty is serious, this is a matter of humble minister." Su Che replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much, Zi Ran's injury is not serious now. I think you and Zi Ran have something to say, so I will leave first .”

Su Che walked out carrying the dressing tray like a gust of wind, and even covered the door for the two of them very intimately.

***

In the dead of night, there was no one around.

Gu Xiu sat beside Han Mochu's bed, his face sinking like water.

Han Mochu leaned sideways on the soft round pillow behind him, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, what happened to the southern frontier defense?"

"Don't worry about things in southern Xinjiang! Don't worry about things here! You just lie down and sleep!" Gu Xiu yelled in a stern voice, and Han Mochu lowered his eyebrows. Everything became invisible: "I mean, the poisonous insects in southern Xinjiang have been suppressed for the time being, and those medicine bags made by Mr. Su before leaving are very effective. Although the reason has not been found out, it is not a big hindrance. The establishment of the garrison I've read it. Except for the reduction of the light cavalry, which is still to be discussed, the rest of the items that I should agree to and refute have already been read, and the decree has been sent back to Shangshu Province. First, in the Qiongqi Army and Tianlu Army As a pilot, we will look at it in three years."

"En." Han Mochu raised the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to wipe away the dust on Gu Xiu's face: "Your Majesty, looking at your dusty appearance, you must have not slept since the day you believed it? Since the letter has reached Your Majesty With the hand, it means that the minister is fine. Why is Your Majesty so sleepy, if you are in danger along the way, what should you do?"

"I know better than you what a king should do." Gu Xiu turned his side face away from Han Mochu's fingertips, and then curled up on the couch with his forehead resting against Han Mochu's uninjured side. Shoulder blades, the voice is low and gentle: "Don't Taifu Han not know that caring is messy, even the emperor is inevitable?"

"It's all the little fox's fault, which makes His Majesty worry." Han Mochu turned sideways, gently stroking Gu Xiu's shoulder in his arms, as if coaxing a baby who was still in its swaddle: "Your Majesty, don't be angry with the little fox again." OK?"

"If I hadn't explained it long ago, are you planning to hide it from me and then tell me when you return to Beijing?" Gu Xiu raised his head, his fiery eyes seemed to see through Han Mochu, "What did you promise me when you came back from Mohe Border Pass? ?”

"I said that from now on, even if you cut your finger, you should inform His Majesty as soon as possible, so as not to worry His Majesty."

"Then you broke your promise this time?" Gu Xiu stared at Han Mochu and suddenly moved closer, like a tiger preparing to pounce.

"I just haven't had time to report to His Majesty in the future, so it can't be regarded as breaking my promise." Han Mochu pursed his lips lightly without fear, smiling like a successful fox.

"Han Mochu!" Gu Xiu frowned, and suddenly there was a slight itching in his ears. It turned out that Han Mochu was gently rubbing his auricles: "What are you doing!?"

"I don't do anything, I just think it's funny when His Majesty is angry." Han Mochu's slender fingers gently rubbed Gu Xiu's obviously hot earlobe, and the smile on his face deepened: "Your Majesty has been like this since childhood, no matter how angry you are, She's still shy, with no expression on her face, but her earlobes are red, she looks very cute."

"You're presumptuous!" Gu Xiu stretched his arms and struggled to sit up from Han Mochu's arms: "Do you really think that I won't pursue you or punish you for whatever you do?"

"Yes." Han Mochu tilted his head with a smile full of confidence, and moved his body into the bamboo couch, leaving most of the space for Gu Xiu: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, you've worked hard all the way, why don't you go take a shower and change clothes first ,Then..."

"Whoever wants to sleep with you, I will clean up the mess you left behind!" Gu Xiu endured the embarrassment on his body, and stood at least six feet away from Han Mochu.

"What's wrong with your majesty? When you were young, your majesty was not happy. Didn't you like to squeeze into the same bed with your subjects?" Han Mochu patted the soft silk cushion on the couch again: "This is Suzhou feather satin, very comfortable."

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. You sleep with you. I'm going to read the case files." Gu Xiu turned his back angrily, he hated himself as an adult.When the young man didn't know about his personnel, he thought everything was fine, but when Han Mochu rubbed his earlobe just a few times, his heartbeat accelerated crazily without warning, and his throat was as dry as if he had swallowed a mouthful of sand.She no longer dared to look back at Han Mochu.

After leaving the upper room that Han Mochu placed, Jin Feng, the head of the Jin family, and a few Jiangnan local officials who were not involved in the case waited in the courtyard, waiting for Gu Xiu's orders.

Gu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back in a cold face, and said to the crowd, "Put the confession in the case file with me on the study room. There is no need to heat the water for bathing. I can just wipe myself with cold water."

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顾萌萌：师父父身上有伤，我不能！。感谢在2021-06-3020:06:28~2021-07-0119:36:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Qi Qinghe, 488841781;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!