The days when I fished in Daming

Chapter 276
"Come on, let me investigate. Today, we will do nothing else, and we will never stop until the truth of Liu Qian's corruption case is revealed."

"We want to see how many officials are in the same rank, and how many people are harming public welfare."

"Now, you all stay here for us, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Mao Xiang, you and Zheng Shiyuan lead my personal guards, and quickly arrest the relevant persons involved in the case."

"As ordered."

Facing the furious Lao Zhu, everyone kept silent and exchanged greetings, and only asked Lao Zhu not to look at him.

Zheng Xiong was on the verge of dying, but when he heard Lao Zhu's words, his heart was shocked.

Sitting up in shock in a dying illness, the worst thing is not myself.

This sentence can just reflect Zheng Xiong's mood.

It must be uncomfortable just because you are miserable, but if someone else is behind you, you will still be the one to drag yourself into the water.

This feeling is indescribable, anyway, Zheng Xiong's butt doesn't seem to hurt so much at this time.

He raised his head, looked at Liu Qian, and then at Lao Zhu.

People are hopeless, after all, after passing the bottom line of 60 taels, they are just waiting for a meal.

After Mao Xiang and Zheng Shiyuan left, some time passed.

Zheng Xiong, who was looking forward to it, had a sore neck. With the burning pain on his buttocks, Zheng Xiong was a little dumbfounded.

It seems that something is wrong, you can't walk when you walk, and you don't treat your butt.

Wait a second, it's okay to have a sore butt, don't miss the best treatment time for me, and get to the root of the disease!

Seeing others dare not say a word, Zheng Xiong twisted his buttocks, he couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately said weakly to Lao Zhu.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen's buttocks just got hit with a board, and it hurts very much, can you allow Wei Chen to go back to treat the injury?"

Zheng Xiong looked at Lao Zhu expectantly, which also attracted the attention of all the courtiers.

But at this moment, no one is in the mood to talk to Zheng Xiong.

It's just pain, just endure it and pass it.

If the other Liu Qian is really greedy so much, whether he can live until tomorrow is another matter.

No one dared to intervene when Lao Zhu was furious.

So they were all waiting for Lao Zhu to speak.

Lao Zhu glanced at Zheng Xiong, and was silent for a while.

At some point, Zhu Biao came in from the side hall and saluted Old Zhu.

"See your father."

Old Zhu nodded, leaving Zheng Xiong to suffer alone, turned his head and said to Zhu Biao.

"Have you paid your respects to your mother?"

"I have just come from my mother's empress, and I am with Concubine Chang. Concubine Chang is chatting with my mother now, and I have come to pay my respects to my father."

There is no harm without comparison.

After chatting with Zhu Biao for a few words, Lao Zhu looked at Zheng Xiong again, and it became more and more distasteful.

Seeing that Lao Zhu's mood had obviously improved after Zhu Biao's arrival, all the officials praised Zhu Biao one after another.

Holding the high and stepping down, Zheng Xiong has become a negative teaching material to set off Zhu Biao.

"His Royal Highness, benevolent and filial, greet you every day, rain or shine, compared with someone, it's like cloud and mud."

"It should be like this. How can His Highness the Crown Prince be compared with an unfilial person in this way of human relations?"

Sentence after sentence, they all praised Zhu Biao, but trampled Zheng Xiong in the mud.

As long as you praise how big you are, it is absolutely politically correct, and you can clearly feel it here in Lao Zhu.

A meal of compliments, coupled with the foil of Zheng Xiong, made Lao Zhu's face brighten.

"Let your concubine Chang talk more with your mother, don't rush over there, and listen to politics with us today, and follow suit."

"Yes, Father."

Other people's children are excellent.

Seeing this, Zhu Biao quietly stood aside.

Zheng Xiong was once again forgotten, and no one remembered what he just said, which made Zheng Xiong want to cry without tears.

The pain in his body invaded his nerves all the time, Zheng Xiong had no choice but to say to Lao Zhu again.

"Your Majesty, do you think I can go back first?"

When Zhu Biao saw Zheng Xiong lying on the ground, he showed a hint of curiosity.

After all, the last time he was beaten was not long ago, and he was still on the spot.

Now being beaten again, it is indeed curious.

Old Zhu snorted coldly, looked at Zhu Biao beside him and said.

"Zheng Xiong didn't respect filial piety and confronted his mother face to face. We beat him eighty times and took away his official salary."

"It's painful now, how do you think it should be dealt with?"

Lao Zhu briefly explained the cause and effect, and threw the problem to Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biaojian is such a thing.

He also hit him, which proved that the matter was over, and adding that he was a waste of time for Zheng Xiong last time, he felt guilty and expressed it immediately.

"Father, since you have already punished him, why don't you let him go back? I think you will be able to repent after going through such a experience."

"I can't let it go. I said before that no one is allowed to leave until the other case is over."

Zheng Xiong was dumbfounded, he was obviously not from the same group, and you still insisted on me suffering here, but he was speechless, and he hated Lao Zhu in his heart.

The same is true for Zhu Biao, why ask his own opinion if he won't let him go!

After thinking about it, this may be a test for myself, to see if I can give me some advice on how to deal with it.

Since he couldn't leave, he could only relieve Zheng Xiong's pain.

"Father, Zheng Xiong may have a lack of filial piety, but he does things that benefit the country and the people."

"If you can't let him go back, can you send the imperial doctor over and give him some medicine first."

Sure enough, he had to hold Zhu Biao's thigh. He has been walking less recently, but he can still think about himself, which is indeed a convincing existence.

Lao Zhu didn't say much, but said with a serious expression.

"We don't care about this, since you have an idea, then you can arrange it for him!"

"Yes, Father."

After Zhu Biao answered, he said to the guard beside him.

"Go get the doctor."

"Another person, bring the doctor to the side hall, so that it will be convenient for the doctor to diagnose and treat later."

"promise."

Zhu Biao also personally sent Zheng Xiong to the side hall with others, settled Zheng Xiong, and then returned to Lao Zhu's side.

With such a simple operation, Zhu Biao's image has grown a lot.

Needless to say, filial piety, kindness is true kindness.

The ideal benevolent type, who can arrange for you if you have something to do, just say if you can get along!
There are too many things to wait, so Lao Zhu continued to hold meetings and listen to reports from all the officials.

It's all trivial things, come here every day, even if there is a big event, I won't rush,

After listening for a while, Zhu Biao hurriedly took the imperial physician to the side hall when he learned that someone from the imperial hospital had arrived.

The imperial doctor saluted Zhu Biao with the medicine box on his back, and then looked at Zheng Xiong.

Hitting the board is really very common in this palace.

Open the medicine box that you carry with you, that is, the treasure chest for practicing medicine.

On the upper layer of the medical treasure chest, there are white porcelain bottles, black porcelain bottles and other containers that can hold trauma medicines and some first aid medicines.

There are usually three or four small drawers in the middle, which contain meteorites, acupuncture, cupping, etc.

There are two large drawers below, one can hold pen, ink, paper and inkstone for writing prescriptions, and the other can hold dry food and medical books for emergencies.

He took out a bottle of ointment from the upper floor, and directly applied it on Zheng Xiong's buttocks.

Familiar taste, familiar recipe.

The moment the medicine came into contact with the buttocks, there was a refreshing feeling.

However, drugs that are too medical can not be compared with those in the pharmacy.

The quality is noticeably better.

(End of this chapter)