Are you stupid?

Zhou Rong and Wei Qian are both men, so there is nothing "inconvenient to watch".

Zhou Rong was being treated inside, and Wei Qian was holding a book, sitting in the room in a daze, waiting for the old doctor who brought him to treat Zhou Rong.

Pots of blood were poured out one after another, and Zhou Rong, who was hanging his last breath on the bed, was breathing more and more weakly. Wei Qian finally couldn't bear the feeling of suffocation, dropped the book in his hand and rushed to the yard There was still cold wind blowing through his thin clothes.

He gritted his teeth, and after kicking a few times against the wall, he limped back with his curled and sore toes, and sat down again.

Zhou Rong had numerous scars on his body, and his breath was weak, so he could not re-use the drugs for calming the nerves and analgesia, for fear that he would die if he couldn't lift his breath; therefore, in addition to the drugs for recovering the yang and strengthening the vitality, Zhou Rong had a little bit of pain-relieving drugs. No medicine was touched, all the wounds were cleaned several times with spirits and directly wrapped with the most effective trauma medicine.

In other words, when dealing with the wound, whether it was gouging out the carrion, or scalding the wound with a soldering iron to prevent the wound from rotting again, Zhou Rong had to persevere.

Wei Qian heard Zhou Rong pass out in pain, woke up with a scream, and then passed out from the pain. For a moment, he thought inappropriately, "Screaming proves that he is still alive."

After the old doctor took care of Zhou Rong's wound, he finally had the time to wipe off his tired sweat.

He walked up to Wei Qian, and said without confidence: "The old man can only do his best, as for Zhou Langjun, whether he can save his life depends on whether Lord Yan accepts him or not."

"Thank you."

"Oh, it's okay, it's an old man's business." After the doctor said this politely, he was sure that Wei Qian was not the kind of villain who would yell to beat and kill a patient if the doctor couldn't save him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt quite nervous. Said, "Magistrate Wei, there is one more matter... the old man needs to clarify it with you beforehand."

"Please speak."

"Mr. Zhou Lang was able to save his life this time. His legs and feet were injured too much, and he can no longer perform martial arts." After finishing this sentence, the old doctor went to observe Wei Qian's expression, and added cautiously, "Not only If you can't practice martial arts and fight wars, you can't stand the severe cold weather like Liaodong now. It's better for Zhou Langjun to stay in a warm and dry place in the future."

Wei Qian had been prepared for a long time, instead of getting angry when he heard the old doctor's words, he asked in surprise, "According to you, can he stand up and walk by himself?"

The old doctor was stunned for a while, and realized that Wei Qian was sincerely happy, completely relieved, and said, "Zhou Langjun is seriously injured, with a total of 130 knife and gun wounds left on his body, but no bones or muscles were injured. The two most serious wounds on Zhou Langjun's body, one passed through the abdomen, and the other cut off the muscles on the calf, both of which have festered. His biggest problem is that he has not been able to treat the wound properly after delaying for too long. As long as he can survive After this time, it is no problem for Zhou Langjun to walk by himself, he can't walk on slopes, but he can't run fast."

"That's great!" Wei Qian sincerely thanked the old doctor a few more times, and after saying a lot of good things, he finally sat back on the bed as if exhausted.

The servants serving in the county government are all the sons-in-law brought by Wei Qian from home. Almost everyone knows that Zhou Rong's other identity is the future son-in-law of the Wei family. After hearing about Zhou Rong, he is only physically weaker, but his limbs They are all present without affecting daily activities, and they both let out a sigh of relief, letting go of most of their hanging hearts.

Others don't know, but they know it very well. Zhou Langjun, contrary to his own son, has been physically strong since he was a child. He will definitely be able to survive this catastrophe.

Zhou Rong didn't know the Wei family's strong confidence in him. He suddenly developed a high fever less than two hours after the old doctor cleaned the wound, and kept tossing until the next morning to cool down.

Wei Qian was scared to death by Zhou Rong's persistent high fever this time, and accompanied him until Zhou Rong's fever subsided, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he simply asked the boy to move to the couch and sleep beside Zhou Rong, Replenish the spirit.

But the bad luck didn't seem to leave Zhou Rong. Less than two hours after Zhou Rong's fever finally subsided, he had a fever again; this time, the fever lasted until midnight before Zhou Rong cooled down.

The high fever shrouded Zhou Rong like a shadow. In the next five days, he would always have a high fever two or three times. Until the seventh day, after everyone was exhausted together, Zhou Rong finally stopped having a fever.

When Zhou Rong woke up, he didn't have any strength in his body, only the severe pain that almost made him fall asleep again.

He could feel the softness and warmth of the bedding under his body, and he could also smell the elegant scent of incense in the air. Even though the wounds were so painful that he felt struggling to breathe, he could also feel that they had been treated well, but Zhou Rong My first reaction was really wanting to cry.

——He knew that he was in such a clean, warm and luxurious room, not in an ordinary barracks, which proved that the person who brought him back was Wei Qian, which also meant that all the comrades who made the bait with him at the beginning were all dead.

Zhou Rong turned his face sideways, bit the soft pillow, and burst into tears.

After crying happily, Zhou Rong sniffled and called out with a sob in his mouth, "Come here."

The servant who had just sat down and took a nap immediately stood up when he heard the sound, and rushed forward in surprise, asking a series of questions, "How is Mr. Zhou feeling now? Does the wound still hurt? Do you want some water? Oh, slave girl I was so happy that I forgot, the young master asked the servants to prepare ginseng soup, saying that as soon as the gentleman wakes up, he will give him a few sips to warm his stomach!"

Zhou Rong couldn't help laughing in the familiar scene, and said hoarsely, "Tell Ah Qian first."

"Yes, servant girl knows!" The servant cheered and rushed out of the room.

Almost as soon as the boy rushed out, Wei Qian rushed back with him.His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he jumped into the room when he saw Zhou Rong smiling at him consciously, hugged Zhou Rong into his arms fiercely, and then burst into tears.

Now Zhou Rong is in severe pain even if he moves casually, but he still hugs Wei Qian, savoring the wonderful taste of "the rest of life" with him.

After Wei Qian sorted out his mood, he let go of Zhou Rong, helped him to lie down on the pillow, frowned and began to settle the old score, and asked bluntly, "How dare you deliberately hide it from me when you go to work hard, you are all planning to die I can't complain to my sister even if I go back!"

Zhou Rong's words were shattered by this threat, and he was immediately cowardly, and replied in a pitiful whisper: "Si Niang is smart, she should have guessed that I was 'dead', after such a long time, she must have accepted the reality, no It will be so sad for a long time.”

Wei Qian sneered and bared his teeth, the cold light swayed on his teeth, piercing Zhou Rong's luck like a sharp knife, "I am willing to come to this cold place because my sister cried and begged me to find you. If something really happened to you, my sister would probably cut her hair and become a nun. If you can bear it and are willing to do it, you can die. Don’t think too much about it. Anyway, my Wei family can build a nunnery and support my sister for a lifetime. "

Zhou Rong was like a dog who only knew that he had made a big mistake, lying on the bed dejectedly, unable to answer for a long time.

Wei Qian and Zhou Rong competed in silence, and after a while, Wei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "I sent someone to ask the guard, I am very grateful to your comrades who put you at the bottom together at the end, if not , you will be torn to pieces too. They are all soldiers recruited locally. I have checked where each family is and what kind of family they have. Although they can only send some money, food, cattle and horses, I try to send as much as possible. Their family Everyone is okay, only one family heard that the head of the family died, and left the mother-in-law and daughter to remarry. I also sent people to bring back the orphans and widows and resettle them properly. You don’t have to worry—since they saved your life , is also the benefactor of my Wei family."

Wei Qian had done his best to deal with it properly, and even Zhou Rong couldn't think of a better way to resettle him, so he could only nod his head.

But after these words were finished, Wei Qian didn't know how to explain what he said next.

The tragedy of the Zhou family's last emperor left a deep psychological shadow on Zhou Rong. His biggest dream in life is to be a famous general who can gallop the battlefield and calm the world. How could he accept the long halberd galloping on horseback?

Wei Qian moved his lips, and finally decided to hide it for a few days if he could, and not to hit Zhou Rong when he just woke up.

But the two grew up together, Zhou Rong couldn't hide everything from Wei Qian, and Wei Qian couldn't hide his thoughts from Zhou Rong.

Even though Wei Qian deliberately concealed it, Zhou Rong immediately saw something inappropriate from his face, and asked directly, "Are all my limbs disabled?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wei Qian retorted fiercely.

Seeing his performance, Zhou Rong became more determined, "It seems that I am really disabled."

Wei Qian: "..."

If you say you are fat, you are still panting!

He gave Zhou Rong a hard look, and snorted, "I'm not disabled, but I won't be able to ride a horse, bend a bow, or hold a sword in the future."

Surprise enveloped Zhou Rong, and it took him a while to say joyfully, "Doesn't this mean that you are not injured!"

How is this not injured!You have learned martial arts for nothing in the previous 20 years, don't you have a certain point in your heart? !

Wei Qian really wanted to knock Zhou Rong's brain open to see if it was filled with paste.

Zhou Rong was very calm about this, "Walking around in front of Yan Luo Palace, I am lucky that I am still alive. I have suffered so many injuries, and I have all my hands and feet. What else can I ask for. It's just that I will wrong Si Niang in the future."

Wei Qian couldn't help rolling his eyes again, too lazy to start thinking about Zhou Rong, whose wife and children would live on the kang in the future, shook his head and left the room with a sigh, to go to the chores after the war.

Wei Qian thought that Zhou Rong had gone through life and death and was able to let go of everything and take things lightly, but after more than 20 days, all the wounds on Zhou Rong's body had healed, Wei Qian suddenly found that Zhou Rong was seen in the county government office, and he I go out early in the morning and return late at night, I don’t know where I went.

Wei Qian hurriedly finished the work in hand, deliberately spared half a day, and quietly followed Zhou Rong to leave, wanting to know what Zhou Rong had been doing these days.

He followed Zhou Rong farther and farther, and finally arrived near the guardhouse where he fought before.Zhou Rong and the soldiers silently dug up the stump that was frozen with the soil, wrapped it up solemnly, put it in a wooden box, and transported it to a tent, where Wei Qian saw him for the first time. To the handicraftsmen who make a living by stitching broken corpses.

The scene was indescribably weird and bloody, but Wei Qian didn't feel any nausea this time. After seeing it, he quietly left. The lost heroes kowtowed in salute.

After the soldiers worked hard to dig, all the dead soldiers were finally buried in the ground before the earth was completely frozen.

Zhou Rong, who ran away without a trace before, finally stayed in the county government in peace, and stopped wandering around.

Wei Qian glanced at Zhou Rong who was assisting him with his official duties, and said seriously, "Have you thought about it?"

"Well, I've made up my mind." Zhou Rong nodded, "In this battle, I personally killed the [-]th enemy army with my own hands, and I made a major contribution. It's no pity to transfer to the military from now on. Liaodong can at least If you stay here for more than ten years, I don't have to worry about it."

"Bon voyage." Wei Qian didn't say anything else, and ordered his servants to put five more layers of quilts on the carriage, and sent Zhou Rong, who could only walk slowly, onto the carriage back to Beijing.

Zhou Rong was originally only at the seventh rank, but with his achievements in this battle, he jumped up from the fifth rank, which would be enough to enter the Ministry of War.

Shenlong specially hosted a banquet for Zhou Rong, praised Zhou Rong a lot, and directly placed him in the Ministry of War as the master, and then personally added makeup for his cousin Li Xianzhu, and sent Li Xianzhu, who was willing to travel with her husband, out of the capital.

The two marriages between the Zhou family and the Wei family were more heated than the other, and the officials who were tense and afraid that Yuan and Emperor would continue to liquidate were finally relieved.

As a result, this group of idle people looked at Emperor Yuanhe's empty harem and started to make trouble again, talking about the vacant position of Emperor Yuanhe.

In the harem, there is a child taught by Shenlong himself. Bai Nen is cute, smart and smart. If Shenlong is unwilling to enrich the harem, he can directly register the prince and deal with the courtiers for a while. Even the classics and Queen Mother Cui who know the inside story are like this Those who persuaded Shenlong, but Shenlong didn't think so.

Shenlong hugged the boy who could already utter a long list of words clearly without drooling, handed him a piece of molar cake baked with milk, refined wheat flour, and nuts, coaxed the boy to eat, and asked casually, "Can the queen mother?" Are you sure that Yucheng will be suitable to be a monarch who manages the world in the future?"

Empress Dowager Cui pondered for a moment, she really couldn't figure out what her son's intention was to accept the youngest son's posthumous son as his son, and now he refused to let him be the crown prince, "You insist on being with Mu Huaiyuan, the harem is not satisfied with beauty, and you will definitely not in the future A child was born. Since this is the case, Yucheng is the only 'natural' child in your life, so it is better to register Yucheng now, and kill two birds with one stone."

Shenlong shook his head, "Mother, there will be no 'kill two birds with one stone'."

"Yucheng is still young now. He was born under the protection of you and me. He has never seen the darkness of the former court and the harem. If I enshrine Liyu as the crown prince, he will not only be the 'Emperor Yuanhe's eldest son' but the 'Prince of the Great Zhou' in the future. At that time, the people who gathered around Yucheng, from court ministers to servants and court ladies, would only want to take advantage of him when they saw him. No one could resist the temptation of 'Conglong Zhigong'."

"Are you worried that Yucheng will seize power in the future?"

Empress Dowager Cui was very worried. Although her grandson was good, her son was her treasure.If for the sake of her grandson, Shenlong started to take the danger now, Empress Dowager Cui would not do this loss-making business.

Shenlong shook his head, comforted Empress Dowager Cui, and explained softly, "Empress Mother, I'm not worried about this."

He couldn't help showing a particularly gentle smile, "Actually, if Yucheng himself understands the benefits of power and how much responsibility he needs to bear after becoming an emperor, and he is willing to grab it, it doesn't matter if I give it to him earlier."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"My queen, 'being a prince' and 'wanting to be a prince' are two different things. Yucheng is too young now, and he doesn't understand the difference. Giving the crown prince to Yucheng before he didn't understand is the same as being with the group outside when he was young. People with ulterior motives blindfolded Yucheng so that he could only see what outsiders wanted him to see, hear what outsiders said specifically to him, and those who were fighting for power and profit wanted to borrow from him. It’s not that you love Yucheng, but you’re forcing him to the edge of a cliff—the queen mother may wish to think about it, but how many princes can safely and securely ascend the throne with the rule of succession by the eldest son.” Shenlong showed a tired expression, “Mr. Xiu Yulin will be destroyed by the wind. I want to protect him and grow up. Before that, I will be a big tree that can shelter from the wind and rain. He just needs to grow up with peace of mind."

In any case, Yucheng will only be the only son of "Emperor Yuanhe", so whether he is a "Prince" or not, the only difference lies in his status, and this status will do Yucheng a hundred harms but no benefits, so why worry about it.

The classics are not as easy to persuade as Queen Mother Cui. He entered the palace several times to urge Shenlong Celiyu to become the prince, not because of anything else, but now is not the time to expose Mu Huaiyuan's relationship with Shenlong. , I can't find a more reasonable reason to shirk.

Classics thought that when Shenlong couldn't survive, he would pick a few women into the palace to make offerings, but he found that Yuan and Di were more willing to beat him than he imagined...

In recent days, when it was time for a break, the court judges and deputy court judges of the Imperial Medical Office would be picked up mysteriously by Yuan Hedi's servant god, and sent back at the end of the lunch break with a face as if nothing had happened.Every time someone asks the court judge and deputy court judge if some noble person in the palace has had good luck, the court judge and deputy court judge will shake their heads and sigh in an indescribable manner, but ask a few more words, what are they doing? They refused to say anything, the more troublemakers couldn't find out the real news, the more they wanted to know the truth.

The courtiers who got the wind couldn't help wondering if Yuan Hedi himself was ill, but they looked up at Yuan Hedi's rosy skin, and then listened to Yuan Hedi's angry voice. I can't see how Yuanhedi seems to be "ill".

As long as the courtiers suppressed their suspicions, they only thought that Yuan Hedi's new hobby was to learn medical skills, and continued to chase Yuan Hedi fiercely in the court hall, and forced Yuan Hedi to become a queen.

Emperor Yuanhe showed his heart-beating expression every time, and then tightened his face and ruthlessly rejected the courtiers. After doing this three or five times, the courtiers became more and more suspicious.

Finally, one day, they heard that the court lady who had been with Emperor Yuanhe when he was still the crown prince was summoned to sleep, and went back the next day to hold the quilt and cry all night. Waiting for success.

The courtiers immediately looked like sharks smelling blood, and immediately searched for thousands of ways to deliver the news to the concubine. As long as she would tell why Chu Yuan and the emperor refused to marry Nami, they would send several pieces of paper to the concubine. A thousand taels of gold was given as a reward—the courtiers had already inquired clearly about the concubine's background in a small family, and they believed that the concubine would not be able to refuse this windfall.

Sure enough, after the price was raised again and again, Gong Fei finally quietly sent out a sentence, saying that Emperor Yuanhe's ability to guard his body like jade all these years was not because of his noble character, but because he was frightened by the death of the late emperor. No matter what, "it won't work".

Oops, no wonder!

The courtiers thought it was unbelievable at first, and after thinking about it over and over again, they felt that this most unlikely reason was probably the truth.

If it hadn't been "no way", how could Emperor Yuanhe keep filial piety for more than three years and leave filial piety for one year, and never get close to women?Even if he could bear it in his heart, his young body couldn't bear it either!

The courtiers turned their heads and remembered that in order to persuade Emperor Yuanhe to marry a wife, he had repeatedly emphasized the status of the son of Yucheng and his mother, and the channels of communication with Emperor Yuanhe were not noble, and if he was unworthy of being a prince, he wished to kill himself who was reckless in the past.

Emperor Yuanhe was already actively treating his illness. His attitude made it clear that he didn't want his courtiers to know what was wrong with him. Naturally, the courtiers didn't dare to ask Yuanhedi this question directly.

After tossing back and forth between the judge and the deputy judge of the Supreme Hospital for several months, the clamor for the post-report memorial fell to the lowest level overnight, and Shenlong finally got rid of the days of watching the chatterbox every day.

What's interesting is that among the courtiers who persuaded him to stand up, some of them died down, and some of them, regardless of whether they were sincere or not, chose to recommend themselves in the memorial, saying that they had a noble life dream and wanted to cultivate a generation of eternal Mingjun—— — To put it simply, they want to be the first teacher for the prince.

"Sigh, I never expected that in my court, the courtiers are actually quite upright." After Shenlong hypocritically praised the morals of the courtiers, he bluntly deleted some of the old-fashioned and fame-seeking ones, and smiled. He gave the list to the classics, "The teacher will help me check it out."

The classics are quite surprised by Shenlong's choice, because the number of people on this list is already unreasonable. What's even more strange is that many of them always think that Yuanhe Emperor's steps are too big in the court, and they spend all day with Yuanhe. The minister who sings against the emperor!

"I think His Majesty doesn't appreciate these people very much."

Shenlong nodded with a smile, "No one doesn't like to listen to good things. They contradict me every day. I really can't say that I like them."

"Since this is the case, why did His Majesty put them in the list of His Highness's enlightenment masters? Are you not afraid that His Highness Yucheng taught by them will be separated from His Majesty?"

"What's so terrible about this." Shenlong's eyebrows were curved, and his expression was indescribably joyful. "A group of people rob a child's time. Only those who can teach and get along with children will win in the end. The others , It’s just a false name. I asked the teacher to help me sit down, because I’m afraid that someone will fish in troubled waters and deliberately teach Yucheng badly. As long as they don’t intentionally tease Yucheng to develop into a dude, it doesn’t matter how they make trouble.”

It's really bloody, the cut makes people hurt all over, and people can't fault it, thanks to Huang Enhaodang.

Classics also felt that the method was very good, and happily took the imperial decree to find people, and invited "famous teachers" who could form at least five polo teams to the palace to teach the only child of Emperor Yuanhe, His Royal Highness Yucheng.

There are more wolves and less meat, and the meat still has joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys. It can choose which wolf to eat meat, which immediately makes this group of educated and well-educated veterans embarrassing.

A group of courtiers who are personable in the court and always quote scriptures when they speak, make a fuss in front of His Highness Yucheng every day, which makes Shenlong and Yucheng more chatting topics, and makes them almost live in a fairy tale world. The beautiful and illusory Yucheng saw how absurd and crazy people can be for rights.

The palace was bustling and bustling during the day, but at night, Shenlong was lying in the wide dragon bed by himself, but he really felt the pain of being hot all over but unable to sleep alone.

He rubbed his legs back and forth, trying to ignore the desire in his body, but his mind couldn't help but calculate how much time was left in the five years agreed with Mu Huaiyuan.

He thought bitterly, it shouldn't be too long, I heard that it doesn't last long if a man gets old.

The author has something to say:

I am very fat.