I'm too tired to be in the Shura field every day

At this point, Beiyu and Chongyan confessed his past.

That was when he was still young, just like the usual bloody coup d'état in the emperor's family. At that time, his powerful brother from the uncle's family stepped on his shoulder and poured lime powder into his eyes, before he was killed Someone kicked the little beast away and carried him out of the palace.

The man was wearing light-colored clothes and was seven years older than him. He was hidden in a tree by the man during the subsequent pursuit, and the two separated.

"The prime minister was found beside the waterfall on the day I returned to the palace, but my memory has disappeared. As long as there is a one in ten thousand possibility, I will search for evidence that the prime minister has saved me."

Bei Yu's eyes gleamed, his lips moved a few times, when a palace official came in at the right time, and whispered something in Bei Yu's ear.

Chong Yan saw Bei Yu's face stained with surprise, and left in a hurry.

Beiyu heard that the prime minister's condition was not good.

He quickly got on his horse, "Drive!" and rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion with a clear voice.

In the wind and dust, he remembered that the prime minister's family has always been smart but short-lived. He will report to him that the prime minister is sick and entangled in the couch.

"I came from the palace, open the door for me!"

Beiyu directly showed his token and drove his horse into the prime minister's mansion.

Ignoring the servant's terrified expression, Beiyu came to the mansion, passed the corridor, and walked to the door of the prime minister's room, but he was timid again. He was mentally prepared and pushed the door in. The door was loose and not closed tightly. He could hear Seeing the prime minister's low cough, the prime minister is restrained, even if he coughs his throat is stuffy and depressing.

When Bei Yu heard the voice, it was low and uninterrupted, and he felt even more timid, not daring to lie down inside. Seeing that the flower hall was full of low square tables, he walked over.

I found that the table was full of large and small medicine bowls, and there were many copybooks beside it. Those handwritings had both small seal characters and wild cursive scripts, which were written by hundreds of schools.

Bei Yu knows medicine best. When he saw the prescription and the marks on the acupuncture points, he knew that it was all because of his intimacy disorder. Consume the goodwill of others.

When the bookboy came out of the inner bed, he saw Beiyu standing upright behind the curtain. The young emperor said to him in a sincere and soft voice: "I want to know about your master's condition."

Su Xing knew that Bei Yu had gone to look for his prime minister, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Bei Yu come back crying, but all the guards who chased him came back.

He also went out, climbed up the wall of the prime minister's mansion, and saw a young boy below, he whistled to attract the boy to look at him.

He said: "Little book boy, is there a very young guest in your house today? He is about this tall, his face, his face is only this big, his eyes, his eyes are like this..."

Su Xing gestured back and forth, seeing the contempt in the boy's eyes, he showed his white teeth and smiled and said, "You know who I'm talking about, don't you?"

The boy poured water into the jade basin and said, "He has gone to the market."

market?

Su Xing went to the market and found that it was a market selling medicinal materials. He stood on the tallest building and looked over, but he didn't find any trace of Beiyu.

At the moment when he went to the biggest pharmacy, he heard the boss chatting with his friends at the door.

The boss said: "He was looking for weeping grass."

Friend: "Weeping grass? It's hard to find."

Boss: "I'm wondering too, he looks young and dressed like a palace noble, yet he knows Crying Grass."

Friend: "Then did you sell it to him?"

Boss: "How is that possible! It's been so many years that my shop has only bought one plant! Although the jade pendant he gave looks very good, it's not like you don't know how difficult it is to collect weeping weeds, and you can't sell them even at sky-high prices. "

The friend said: "Then you sent him away?"

The boss smiled and said: "I told him that there is a weeping weed in Ziguan Mountain, and I pointed out the direction to him. You know that Ziguan Mountain is also called Hai'er Mountain. The weather was fine one moment, and it will be thunder and lightning in the next second. There are many poisonous insects and beasts inside, and he is small, so we can still search for property if he dies halfway, even if he escapes by chance, the people and grass will all be ours."

After the boss finished speaking, he laughed, and his friend also laughed, and his face changed with a smile, "Ah, your plaque!"

With a bang, the boss also exclaimed: "My signboard, why is it broken!"

On the opposite side of the broken huge signboard, Pleiades rushed towards the dark cloud-covered Mount Haier.

Su Xing took out his precious scimitar to cut the thorns, and said in his mouth: "I have used my Tibetan knife to chop wood for you. If you don't leave me alone, I will hang you up and beat you!"

A venomous snake was broken with a flick of the knife point, and it cut through the thorns in the tangled grass that he couldn't understand at all.

The thorns that grew wildly decreased sharply upward like a protective circle, and after getting away, he saw a stream beside him.

"Little slick!" Only then did Su Xing realize that Beiyu was traveling by water, no wonder there was no trace of him along the way.

Taking off the thorns, he could find the path of the northern fish, but at this moment, there was a boom and thunder broke out in the cloudy sky.

"Damn." Su Xing gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

When Beiyu came to the deep mountains, the smell of grass on his body could hardly bear it, and the situation would become very bad when it rained.

Although he is also nervous, the more nervous he is, the calmer his mind becomes.

When the eyes are patrolling among various plants, the head can think of hundreds of plant names correspondingly.

From the beautiful branches and leaves to the sparse vegetation, he walked to the protruding cliff but couldn't find the weeping grass. He was so uncomfortable that his heart was beating. When he looked up, he found small silver-purple flowers shaking on it.

The flower branches are slender like they will break when the wind blows, parasitic among the jagged mountain trees.

The wooden stakes grow from the stones, and the crying grass grows from the wooden stakes, like a child who is about to be warned to throw off the cliff, and there is a soft cry when the wind blows.

The cliff was 30 meters high, and Beiyu had nothing to do.

Soon the rain came down, Bei Yu felt relieved, and stared at the weeping weed intently.

The heavy rain smeared his face, followed by watering and whipping. The beautiful flowers with branches and leaves were intercepted and cut in half, and the deafening Zhongbeiyu heard the voice behind him.

"Fish!"

Psu followed the traces and looked for him. He saw Beiyu standing there motionless and drenched in the rain. He was furious, went over and pulled Beiyu over and said, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that it was raining so hard! "

Beiyu came over and his eyes were still fixed on the cliff. Su Xing grabbed his hand and said, "Come with me, come back after the rain stops."

Bei Yu unscrewed his hand and stood there.

Pleiades said: "You can look at that thing and it won't fall, you and I find a place to shelter from the rain!"

"It will fall." He heard Bei Yu say so softly that he wondered if he heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

The rain was loud, and both of them were drenched. Pleiades heard Beiyu repeat: "It will fall."

Beiyu looked at the Pleiades and said, "It's about to fall."

At this time, there was a shrill cry of a baby, and a thunderbolt came, and the wooden stake that had been struck by thousands of lightnings caught fire again, broke his wrist and fell down together with the weeping grass, Beiyu quickly wrapped it in cloth The weeping grass will melt, and there is even the sound of crying in my arms.

Su Xing stared dumbfounded at Bei Yu's precise calculation, and seeing Bei Yu happily said to him: "The stake is too long, and this weeping weed just matured, Su Xing, I'm so lucky!"

Su Xing's heart trembled, seeing Bei Yu's body staggered, "Bei Yu." Su Xing caught him spontaneously, and found that Bei Yu was completely cold, Su Xing heard him groan in pain, and asked him: "What's wrong with you? !"

Beiyu said, "My feet hurt a little."

Su Xing lifted his trousers to have a look and found two small round holes. Su Xing gritted his teeth and said, "Idiot, you have been bitten by a snake!"

Bei Yu laughed and said, "It seems that my herbs are not completely useful. The snake is at least two meters long."

Su Xing looked at him weak and brave, almost out of breath, and pulled him on his back, "Stop talking, idiot!"

Su Xing used lightness kung fu to gallop in the dense forest. He didn't know the shape of the mountain when he went up the mountain for the first time. He just stood on a high place and found a better road. He tried his best to catch up.

When he returned to the palace, Su Xing was still worried about whether Bei Yu would be seriously ill, but he didn't expect to see him take out a prescription from his arms, and said dying, "Give me a bowl according to this."

After a bowl of medicinal soup, the northern fish will be ready.

Su Xing was also dumbfounded looking at the radiant Beiyu.

Bei Yu touched the neat collar and said: "I never thought that, if I was in my previous era, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital would definitely feel sorry for not having a talent like me. Today I am going to show my strengths. The prime minister's residence."

"Are you still going?!" Su Xing burst out these words for some reason.

Bei Yu asked suspiciously, "The prime minister is ill, and I exacerbated his condition. Isn't it natural for me to go?"

Su Xing moved the corner of his mouth, snorted and stopped talking.

Beiyu took a lot of medicinal materials and went out happily.

Bei Yu thought, if he cured the prime minister and had a good conversation, everything would be solved.

He adjusted many prescriptions, improved, optimized, and readjusted. He asked for the prime minister's medical records, and kept brewing them according to the prime minister's situation. After more than twelve hours, he handed over the decoction that night.

"Give it to the prime minister, don't say that I made it."

The book boy saw that Beiyu's eyes were black and his face was pale to a certain extent.

Bei Yuxiao coughed a few times. How can a bowl of medicine be able to cure the cold and snake venom? Even if the evil disease can be eliminated, the tired and fragile body has not been repaired in time.

The usually cold-hearted boy couldn't help but soften his expression, and said, "Your Majesty, go to the wing to rest. If the decoction works, I will report to Your Majesty."

But Beiyu was waiting for the results of the treatment, how could he sleep, he said: "I am not very sleepy, I don't need a wing room, I can go to the Prime Minister's study to take a nap for a while, no matter whether the soup is curative or not, you need to come as soon as possible Report to me."

He spoke seriously, but it made the boy have a better impression of him, and it should be respectful.

Beiyu went to the prime minister's study, coughed for a while, and his face turned red.

He poured a cup of tea, fortunately it was hot, and it was comforting. He wrapped his neckline and sat in front of the prime minister's daily office desk. There were many files on the desk and a large hard seal on the edge of the desk.

""Nine Qing Records"..."

It was the archives of the court officials, which is a kind of personnel archives in modern times, and it is being sorted out recently. Beiyu has read the Royal Family Records, but the Jiuqing Records are not under his control, so he looked through them curiously.

Find the prime minister’s small book, the prime minister’s life is like a schoolmaster, everything is smart and top-notch, what can be written at the age of three is a basic practice, and writing at the age of four is basic practice, at the age of seven, he can speak multiple languages, and at the age of 12, he can carry Assuming a diplomatic mission, you can see the boast of the narrator between the lines, but it is a pity that he is weak, and he is afraid that the star of Wenqu will fall.

Bei Yu didn't read it when he saw this, he only wanted to look at the good parts, and opened another book. Compared with the prime minister, others seemed very mediocre, and after a few books, he felt even more boring. He put down the book, and accidentally glanced at the regent. Wang Chongyan's file.

Beiyu's fingers trembled, and after a few hesitation, he couldn't help picking it up.

really curious.

The front is an overview, which is also boastful, on par with the prime minister, and then there is a biographical account.

At the age of 12, his family was destroyed, and he followed the march and became an infantry soldier. At the age of 14, he became the youngest major general at the time because of his outstanding performance in the battle. He was good at riding and shooting, and he already had the appearance of a general. A deserter, and if he returned to the border, he was whipped.

Beiyu read out the narrative: "Ninth year of the Northern Kingdom, on 23rd, he resigned from the position and deputy general, but despised the record. He had the bad record of fleeing the army, and refused to be honest after returning. For three days to warn others, he was like a madman. He still laughed when he was tortured. It was said that he was haunted by ghosts. There are still legends out there. One of the rumors to deter the enemy..."

pat.

Beiyu dropped the notebook, "December [-]th..."

"19 years old..."

Beiyu suddenly had a headache, as if a lot of information flooded into his head, maybe they already existed, but there was no opportunity to wake them up.

A lot of memories made his head almost burst, and he propped up the chopping board with bruises on his forehead.

"I heard that General Zhong was defeated, and a father and three sons were bloody on the battlefield."

The memory is like a picture scroll.

"Don't worry, although the Zhong family was stripped of their military rank due to the defeat, I admire the Zhong family's innocence. One day, I will return this honor to the Chong family."

"I will grow up too. When I become the emperor, I will return the honor to the important family. I will seal you up," the Prince of the Eastern Palace said clearly, "I will seal you as the Great General to Protect the Nation!"

The little hand patting the chest in the memory turned into the boy's wrist, dangling on other people's shoulders.

"who are you?"

There was someone chasing him in the woods behind him, and the sound of wind and footsteps was pressing on him. He fainted again because of the pain in his eyes.

"You saved Bengong?"

The bonfire in the cave was warm, and he asked who was covered with someone's clothes.

"Ah."

Hear the other party's low voice.

"Does this palace know you?"

The other party was silent, and then said: "Know."

"What kind of clothes are you wearing?"

The other party was silent, and after a while he said, "It's light-colored clothes."

"Is it white?"

The other party was quiet, and said after a long time: "Yes, yes."

Bei Yu's impression of the other party is that the bamboo is fragrant and the white clothes are white.

But what if it's not that kind of impression, but more serious, the smell of musk, and the black clothes?

Bei Yu suddenly became unconfident about himself. Moreover, even though his eyes had been treated at that time, he still couldn't see. His arms suddenly became soft, and he pressed the book on the table. He saw the family emblem of Chong's family on the cover.

It was a blooming camellia.

Camellia has seeds, full of oil juice, and has many medicinal effects, including the treatment of eye diseases...

Beiyu was stunned.

The author has something to say: Happy December!