Zhuo Qihua

Hu Pengju's actions caused a sudden change in the atmosphere in the hall. Emperor Yong'an stood up and walked down. The whole audience was silent for a moment, and the crown prince, King Qi, and Huang Guixie all followed.

"Cu Chu..." Hu Pengju's voice was very hoarse. He cleared his throat, lowered his head, avoiding Chu Chu's gaze, and said, "You, change your hand, and let the old minister give you another pulse."

Zhuo Ji tried to relieve the strange atmosphere at the moment, he switched hands cooperatively, and asked: "Isn't it because I'm drinking the soup, what's wrong with it instead?"

Hu Pengju nodded his head, and his fingers touched the wrist veins of Zuo Zu's right hand again.After a few breaths, people who were close could clearly see the trembling fingers of Hu Pengju's pulse. Emperor Yong'an pressed Hu Pengju's shoulder with his palm, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with Shunxi?"

Hu Pengju didn't answer, he concentrated on his pulse for a while, and still didn't answer after withdrawing his hand, but looked at the food next to him, then stood up, turned around, bowed to His Majesty, bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty , You still need to be careful about your injuries. Your body is weaker than I thought. Although black fish soup is a great tonic for the injured, it is not suitable for your body to drink too much. Drink it once every few days It’s fine. Chicken soup and meat soup should not be too oily. Cold food is even more unacceptable. The old minister heard that Zuo Zu has dizziness recently, which is actually caused by the lack of inner yang energy and insufficient essence. Have you lost your appetite?"

Emperor Yong'an's face was ugly, because he was worried about Zhuo Ji.

"Indeed, every time he finishes drinking the soup, he has no appetite to eat anything."

Hu Pengju nodded, then raised his head with a calm expression, as if the trembling of his fingers just now was caused by his old age.He said: "There can be less soup, and more meals should be used. Eat less and more meals, and the nutrition of each meal must be balanced. This injury is not a trivial matter. In terms of diet, you can't let your temperament do it."

Emperor Yong'an looked at Zhuo Ji: "You heard what Uncle Ping Ning said. You can skip the soup tonight, but eat more food, don't be picky."

Zhuo Ji has no appetite for a table of dishes, but he will not disobey Emperor Yong'an at this time.He nodded: "Servant try to finish eating."

Hu Pengju went on to say: "Cui Chu still needs to stay in bed more recently, and after he has recuperated, he will not suffer in the future."

Zhuo Ji: "I listen to Uncle Pingning."

Emperor Yong'an: "Everyone has heard it and can be a witness. After returning to the palace, you are not allowed to play your temper."

Zhuo Ji smiled and said: "No, no, the servant will absolutely follow the doctor's orders and will not be self-willed."

Emperor Yong'an turned his head and ordered: "Remove the soup, and serve some light dishes. Uncle Pingning, tell Zhang Xian."

Hu Pengju: "Yes."

Hu Pengju took Zhang Xian back to his seat, and explained what dishes to add to Zu Zu, Zhang Xian left the hall after listening, and went to explain to the imperial dining room in person.

Zhuo Ji touched his chest: "Uncle Ping Ning, I was shocked by your appearance just now."

There was a smile on Hu Pengju's face, and then he sighed: "I know medicine well, and I don't ask the old minister to take his pulse every day. The old minister thought that he had recovered at least [-]%, who would have thought that he was still so vain. The old minister is guilty. ah……"

Zhuo Ji: "You're not guilty, I'm the one who made it up to you. It's really because I'm too tired to drink the soup. Every time I finish the soup, I really don't have the appetite to eat. The food is also bland and tasteless. Gong wants to eat something strong now."

Hu Pengju: "This is not possible. You have to endure it until your body is fully healed."

Zhuo Ji sighed: "Ben Gong, endure."

Zhuo Ji's extremely aggrieved appearance made everyone at the scene laugh, and the atmosphere relaxed accordingly.Hu Pengju said another word to dispel everyone's doubts.

"As long as you stick to the taboo and take good care of it, you will be able to relax in a few days. You can eat whatever you want, but you can eat most of what you want. While the sun is still good, you can still eat every day. To bask in the sun in the yard."

Zhuo Ji nodded: "I will persevere, and I will go out every day to bask in the sun."

Hu Pengju stood up, bowed his head, and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister is getting old, and His Majesty is sympathetic, and let the old minister return to the mansion to take care of his old age. But the old minister is really concerned about the well-being of Zuo, and before he fully recovers, I beg Your Majesty The old minister is allowed to stand guard in front of him. It is also possible to monitor his physical condition at any time."

Emperor Yong'an: "I'm sure, I just have to work hard for Uncle Ping Ning."

Hu Pengju said with a smile: "As long as you are willing to follow the doctor's advice, the veteran will not have to work hard."

Zhuo Ji refused to accept: "I have always followed the doctor's orders."

Emperor Yong'an mercilessly dismantled him: "Who is refusing to take medicine after being discharged from the hospital?"

Zhuo Ji fell silent, well, he was wronged.Injuries like gunshot wounds can only be maintained, or antibiotics.He would rather stay in bed for a few more days than take too many antibiotics.What's more, there are few types of antibiotics in Mata country now, so he might as well use food supplements.But he couldn't say this to Hu Pengju and the others, he had to admit it.

Lin Xieshan said at this time: "Cu Chu refuses to take medicine, maybe Ping Ningbo can make some easy-to-swallow pills? Or let the Military Medical Research Institute develop it?"

Hu Pengju: "Under the current situation, I have to take medicine. Food supplements are also possible, but it is slower. But the medicine is three-point poisonous. During the hospitalization, I took a lot of medicine and received an injection. It is also harmful to the body. A kind of indirect damage. Therefore, he refused to take medicine, and the old minister did not insist on it."

As the chief of military defense, Lin Xieshan naturally knew what a gunshot wound was like.Hu Pengju said that it is not necessary to take medicine, so he didn't say anything else.

Zhuo Ji picked up his chopsticks and picked up a sweet and sour ball that was the only dish on the table that could arouse his appetite.He wants to avoid greasy food. There is no big fish or meat on the table. The only thing that can be regarded as meaty is a small plate of sweet and sour meatballs—only 4 pieces—and a few thin slices of sauced donkey meat. addiction.

Hu Pengju saw that the first chopsticks were sweet and sour meatballs, with a slight smile on his mouth and calm eyes.Even his student Wei Yingshi didn't notice the storm in his heart at the moment.Wei Yingshi asked worriedly: "Master, is there really nothing serious about Chu Chu?"

Hu Pengju withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "The gunshot wound is so easy to heal, and it is also thanks to the assassin's distance at that time that the bullet did not penetrate. Naturally, this cannot be said to His Majesty. If I hadn't If you make that gesture, you will not be obedient."

Wei Yingshi and Bai Shitong were surprised, Wei Yingshi looked at the leader, and said in a low voice, "Master, just now, you and His Majesty could not have acted..."

Hu Pengju gave a low "hush", Wei Yingshi and Bai Shitong understood in seconds, it really was a play jointly performed by the master (the old director) and His Majesty, in order to let the family members willingly cooperate in the recuperation!

Hu Pengju: "So many people have seen and heard it today. When I return to the palace, if you refuse to have a good meal, His Majesty will naturally have something to say."

Wei Yingshi: "So, even if you don't mention your pulse, you and His Majesty will transfer the conversation to this matter?"

Hu Peng nodded with an unpredictable look.

Hu Pengju and Wei Yingshi gave thumbs up at the same time under the table: "Master (you) are brilliant!"

Hu Pengju acted like that on purpose to "force" Zuo to obey the doctor's orders, and the news spread not long after.Lin Xieshan, Shi Yu and others who had always been worried were completely relieved when they learned the secret of "not to spread" from other people.And this word was passed on to the ears of Emperor Yongan, or in other words, it was passed on by the ministers tacitly, so as to tell His Majesty that they knew, and if he repented, they would be witnesses.And it was also very tacit, no one passed this matter to the imperial concubine.

After hearing what Zhang Xian said, Emperor Yong'an just smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.Emperor Yong'an was always paying attention to Zhuo Ji's state. He saw that he had finished eating sweet and sour meatballs, donkey meat in sauce, and a few mouthfuls of vegetables, but he didn't move his chopsticks. Instead, he ate pineapple and apples.Emperor Yong'an put down the chopsticks that had not moved much.

"Long live?"

Zhang Xian walked over.He faintly sensed Wanzai's absent-mindedness.

Emperor Yong'an: "Go and ask Hu Pengju, maybe you can eat a few more sweet and sour balls by the way."

"Yes."

Zhang Xian hurried down.After asking Hu Pengju, he came back in a hurry, leaned over and said, "Uncle said it's better not to eat too much, but I don't have a good appetite, so I can eat some sweet and sour ones to whet my appetite."

Emperor Yong'an: "Let the imperial dining room cook some sweet and sour dishes that he can eat immediately."

"Yes."

Zhang Xian told Feng Xi, Feng Xi left in a hurry.

The singing and dancing, cross talk, acrobatics and other programs in the hall continued, and Emperor Yong'an also appeared to be having fun with the ministers, but his chopsticks rarely moved.The imperial dining room quickly delivered sweet and sour dishes such as shredded potatoes with vinegar, sweet and sour tofu, sweet and sour fried eggs, yams in blueberry sauce, etc. Zhuo Ji smelled it and his appetite increased greatly.He picked up a piece of vinegared potato shreds with his chopsticks, gasped happily, swallowed, and said, "I've been thinking about mutton for the past few days, why did I forget to eat some appetizers? It's delicious!"

Upon seeing this, De Guixie immediately said, "Eat it with rice, don't just eat vegetables."

Mingyu: "You don't have a good appetite, so let the cook in your palace cook you appetizers every day. Mutton is fat, so bear with it."

Zhuo Ji: "I will bear it!"

These few dishes were really to Zhuo Ji's appetite, he ate two bowls of rice, almost all of them were eaten up.Emperor Yong'an only moved the chopsticks a few times when he was eating deliciously.

After Zhuo Ji put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, Emperor Yong'an also put down his chopsticks.Zhang Xian behind him raised his hand to signal, and the dancers who were performing the dance stopped immediately, and the music also stopped.

Emperor Yong'an stood up and said directly: "Shunxi is not suitable for sitting for a long time, I will take him back to the palace first. Then leave it to the crown prince."

The prince got up immediately: "My son respectfully sends off the emperor, and respectfully sends off the mother and father—"

No one was dissatisfied with this, and all stood up to send off His Majesty and Shun Yu.

Zhuo Ji was indeed a little tired. He was supported by Chang Jing and stood up. He walked up to Emperor Yong'an who came down from above. Waist left.

Not long after Emperor Yong'an and Zhuo Ji left, the Empress Dowager also left the banquet on the grounds that she was too old to sit still.After a while, it was completely dark, and the empress and concubine left the banquet with the concubines and attendants. The young prince made his own choice whether to return to the palace early or not.Veteran ministers like Hu Pengju also confessed to the prince and were about to leave the table first, so the prince would naturally not embarrass the veteran ministers.

Those who have to go have gone, and the rest is to enjoy the festival.On the way back, Zhuo Ji leaned against Emperor Yong'an and fell asleep.Emperor Yong'an hugged him tightly, with an inexplicable expression on his face.The car drove all the way to the gate of Xiangfu Palace, but Zhuo Ji had already fallen asleep.Emperor Yong'an got out of the carriage first, and then asked Wu San to carry Zhuo Ji out of the carriage.The carriage was high, Emperor Yong'an was afraid of falling Zhuo Ji, so he didn't personally carry him down.

Zhuo Ji woke up when Wu San put him on the bed.Emperor Yong'an helped him up: "Brush your teeth before going to sleep."

"Um……"

Zhuo Ji woke up, but was very sleepy.He brushed his teeth with his eyes half open, went to the bathroom, and Xiaohui took off his make-up, wiped his face, washed his hands, and washed his feet.After lying down completely, Zhuo Ji fell asleep in seconds.Emperor Yong'an sat on the side of the bed and watched Zhuo Ji, Feng Xi came in from the outside, leaned over and whispered: "Your Majesty, Uncle Pingning has arrived."

"Let him wait in the study."

"Yes."

Feng Xi went out.

Emperor Yong'an gently held Zhuo Ji's hand, raised it, put it on his lips for a kiss, and then put Zhuo Ji's hand back under the thin quilt.Without asking Zhang Xian to change his clothes, Emperor Yong'an went out in his mianfu to see Hu Pengju.

Xiangfu Palace has a study dedicated to Emperor Yong'an.Hu Pengju is anxiously waiting for His Majesty to come over in the study.After waiting for a long time, there were footsteps, and Hu Pengju immediately raised his head.

Emperor Yong'an only brought Zhang Xian with him.Walking into the study, he asked with a sullen face, "What's wrong with Shun's body!" Zhang Xian's eyes froze. Could it be that His Majesty was just playing with Ning Bo?

Unexpectedly, Hu Pengju knelt down with a plop, his eyes turned red quickly, and tears flowed out.When Emperor Yong'an saw this, his head was buzzing and his body shook. Zhang Xian was so frightened that he hurriedly supported Wan Sui, his own face was also pale.

Hu Pengju didn't notice how much fear his actions brought to His Majesty. He was so excited that he suppressed his voice and said with a sob: "Old minister... Congratulations to Your Majesty... Congratulations to Your Majesty... 忍俍... 忍俍, good luck ..."

Buzz!

The dizzy head was blasted down by a bolt of lightning, and Emperor Yong'an's body instantly petrified. Zhang Xian, who was about to cry because of Hu Pengju's actions, was stunned.

Hu Peng raised his hand and wiped his tears with his sleeve, and was startled incoherently: "The happy pulse of Chu Chu is not obvious, and it has not been a month. I am really worried, and I am happy for your majesty and Chu Chu...Old minister, old minister, really, really Yes, I'm so happy..." Hu Pengju was able to bear it all the way until now, except for the fact that he was too surprised and shocked to attract attention at the beginning, his subsequent performance was perfect.

"Wait!" Emperor Yong'an suddenly interrupted Hu Pengju's excitement, he pulled out the arm supported by Zhang Xian, and raised his hand to cover his forehead.Turning left and right on the spot twice, he looked at Hu Pengju again: "Say it again, by the way, what happened to him?"

Hu Pengju's tears burst into tears: "The old minister is calling for the pulse of Chuchu... Chuchu, yes, Ximai..."

Ximai... the Ximai he knew? !

Emperor Yong'an took a deep breath, and Zhang Xian's body trembled: "Long live!"

Emperor Yong'an turned to Zhang Xian, and the ecstasy had already swept across the sky, and the only remaining reason reminded him: "Tell everyone outside to stay away!"

Zhang Xian wiped his face, turned and ran outside.Emperor Yong'an staggered to the sofa and sat down, and said in an unsteady voice, "Get up, come and sit."

Hu Pengju wiped his tears, stood up with support, moved over and sat down.

Emperor Yong'an's hands were a little unsteady, and he couldn't believe it and asked again: "Are you sure, is it Ximai?"

Hu Pengju nodded vigorously: "The old minister is sure! It's not even a month!"

Emperor Yong'an turned his head slowly, staring at the coffee table in front of him, at the vase on the coffee table, and at the flowers in the vase.In his head was the night when Zhuo Ji was discharged from the hospital. In the bath, Zhuo Ji sat on him. For various reasons, he couldn’t leave in time, and shot a little dragon essence in Zhuo Ji’s body. At that time, Zhuo Ji said it was just a little bit. It's okay, he also cleaned Zhuo Ji immediately.

Just a little, it's okay...

Emperor Yong'an covered his forehead with one hand, feeling dizzy.