Ji Ruxuan suddenly covered his mouth: "Haha, don't listen to him talking about horses and carriages..."

This matter started when Jiang Fuguang fell into the golden wind and jade dew in the palace.

When he went to look for Yu Hengzi, the first thing Yu Hengzi saw him was: "Oh, boy, you are capable, Yuanyang is broken, haha, do you want me to give you a double cultivation classic to reconcile yin and yang?" , help the body?"

He's fucking heartbroken.

Although, this classic book has not been used so far, but he has to look it up every now and then, and he can memorize it fluently.

There is no separation of medicine and ethics. When Jiang Fuguang was studying pharmacology, he also read some Taoist collections. Seeing Ji Ruxuan's expression, he vaguely understood that the harmony of yin and yang in Yuhengzi's mouth was probably not very pure.

There was a little redness at the base of the ears, Jiang Fuguang pretended to be calm: "Well, it's getting late, let's go to the palace, because this is a big matter, and we need to avoid people's eyes and ears this time, so I wronged the Taoist priest."

Now the court has many speculations about the situation of the father's dragon body, but they don't know the details, so they can't expose it.

Jiang Fuguang quietly took Yuhengzi into the palace to feel the pulse of Emperor Nanxing.

"Your Majesty worked so hard for the society of the Southern Dynasties, and his essence, qi, blood, and spirit all weakened, so that he became sick from overwork." Yu Hengzi let go of his pulse, "Three parts of medicine, seven parts of nourishment can nourish one or two."

When Concubine Mu Gui heard this, she seemed to have hope: "According to the opinion of the Taoist priest, how to treat this disease."

"Don't worry, worry less, relax your mind, and cultivate your mind in peace." This is difficult for ordinary people, let alone the king of a country.

Concubine Mu Gui's mind is slightly relaxed, as long as there is a way.

However, Jiang Fuguang understood Yu Hengzi's implication, but he was not so optimistic in his heart, his eyelashes trembled slightly, blocking the sadness in his eyes.

Yu Hengzi took a few porcelain bottles from the medicine box: "Peiyuan Pill strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence, which can help your Majesty to nourish his vitality, and the Yunshen Pill to nourish his heart and spirit... I will prescribe some medicines for your majesty to take care of your body. It is treating the symptoms but not the root cause, how far the disease can be cured depends on His Majesty himself."

The national fortune of the Southern Dynasty was exhausted as early as 15 years ago. Now the national fortune of the Southern Dynasty is prosperous. What has been consumed is the merits accumulated by the Qi family for generations, and the fate of the king of the country in front of him. It indicates that the national fortune of the Southern Dynasties may take a turn for the worse.

Everything is God's will.

The trend is irreversible.

Emperor Nanxing nodded, "Your Majesty."

After sending Yu Hengzi away, Jiang Fuguang returned to Liangyi Hall: "Father, you must take good care of the dragon body in the future, and leave the affairs of the previous dynasty to me."

Before Emperor Nanxing could speak, Concubine Mu Gui smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will watch over your father."

Seeing his wife and daughter with the same concerned expressions, Emperor Nanxing said helplessly: "Listen to you."

……

In the next few days, Jiang Fuguang prepared generous gifts and visited the subordinates of the East Palace, the three princes were the first ones, and even Taifu Meng who was far away from the capital, she also drafted a letter and brought some generous gifts.

Five days later, on the day of the court meeting, old general Qi and old general Bai, who had not been in court for a long time, came to the court together. What was even more surprising was that old general Qi was walking like a dragon, full of energy, and he did not look old at all when he was suffering from illness. .

The courtiers were terrified, and immediately stated that they would try their best to assist the eldest princess in supervising the country.

But the old party forces hidden in the court hall were all terrified when they saw that General Qi had recovered.

The overall situation between the DPRK and China was thus settled.

At the end of September, the birthday of King Changjun.

King Changjun has had a close relationship with his elder brother since he was a child, and he unswervingly supported his elder brother.

After His Majesty ascended the throne, he named his seventh younger brother Changjun King and entrusted him with the important task of being in charge of the Shenrui Camp.

The three major battalions of Luojing, Shenwei, Shenhu, and Shenrui, each battalion commanded [-] soldiers, formed a strong guard against Luojing, and took on the important responsibility of guarding Luodu.

Over the years, those who can manage the three major battalions are all generals who have made great military exploits. Even Qi Yanhuai, the general of Shenwei Xiaoqi, became famous at a young age. Only the king of Changjun has never been on the battlefield, which is enough to show His Majesty's trust in him Heavy.

Although the king of Changjun is a faction that advocates the establishment of a heir, he does not participate in the party struggle. He is estranged from the Marquis of Cheng'an, but has a very close relationship with King An.

The ministers did not think that King Changjun would lose power because King An lost power, and King Changjun still held the title of Prince Shaobao.

Although it is only a false title, it brings great influence. No matter who is in the East Palace in the future, the support of the Changjun King will be indispensable. This false title not only guarantees the unshakable status of the Changjun King in the court, but also shows that Changjun Wang Jian is in the emperor's heart.

Therefore, for the birthday banquet of King Changjun, all the dignitaries in Beijing will go to the banquet to celebrate his birthday.

Jiang Fuguang is no exception.

After grooming, Jiang Fuguang sat in front of the mirror, and Shan Shan combed her a bun, covering half of her ears with the back of her temples. It was the temple style of aristocratic women in the Southern Dynasties, graceful and luxurious.

Coral picked out a phoenix Huasheng and placed it in front of her hair, with several hairpin flowers.

Ji Ruxuan looked at it for a while, then picked up a peony velvet flower, inserted it obliquely at her temple, propped her cheek to admire it for a while, then took off the complicated and exquisite Phoenix Huasheng, and weighed it in her palm.

Really heavy hand.

"You women are truly terrifying."

Jiang Fuguang was taken aback when he heard that: "Why did you say that?"

Ji Ruxuan weighed Hua Sheng in his hand again: "Every time I go out, I have to wear a few catties of jewelry, and I wear it for a whole day, and I can still look dignified and decent."

Jiang Fuguang chuckled, and after thinking about it carefully, it was true.

"This velvet flower is just like the real thing." Ji Ruxuan helped the peony on her head and looked at it carefully, "You look good, a peony is enough for you."

The woman in the mirror has a pair of dimples on her cheeks, a green tinsel between her eyebrows, a tall bun, lightly covering her ears and temples, rich black hair, embellished with golden emerald flowers, and a bowl-sized Luoyang brocade, pink white and purple red, on her temples. The colorful peony velvet flowers are blooming in a bun, and they are lifelike. At first glance, it seems that this is the beautiful April day in the world.

A peony, against her, is as bright as a spring flower, extremely radiant.

No more embellishments are needed.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Fuguang raised his hand to caress the peony velvet flower in his hair: "It is a eucalyptus flower that Jiangzhou paid tribute to, and it is comparable to real flowers."

Ji Ruxuan admired his cheeks, how can someone be so good at it, every part of his body grows in his aesthetics, no matter how you look at it, it looks good, as if no matter how you look at it, you can't get enough of it, even if you look at it for a lifetime, you won't get tired of it.

She picked another tin flower and wanted to put it on her head.

Ji Ruxuan reached out to take it and put it in the jewelry box: "The banquet will last until Shenshi in the afternoon. I wear too many jewels and emeralds, so I don't feel too tired to panic."

"That's how it is." Jiang Fuguang moved her neck, the grass flower was as light as nothing, and it didn't weigh at all when she wore it. She turned her head to look at him, with a smile in her eyes.

Seeing her smiling face like a flower, with a charming expression, Ji Ruxuan mixed pink, white and red paints, picked up a tin brush, and drew a Luoyang brocade peony on her left brow bone. , Immediately crowned with beauty.

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