The Black Sheep

During the days when Bai Shiqi was recovering from his wounds, Zhao Wujiu's secret message was quickly sent to Kyoto, and within a month, it was delivered to today's imperial case.

Prior to this, the news of Yu Ang's death, the doctor of the censorship, passed back to Beijing. Today, he was furious and sent another official to investigate the salt roads in Lianghuai.

The officials who inspected the Lianghuai Salt Road left the capital boundary with their front feet, and the secret letter from King Zhou arrived in the middle of Beijing on the back feet.

After opening the secret melodies and reading it today, I feel heavy, and I have a deeper understanding of the pollution and decay of the Lianghuai Salt Road.

He urgently summoned the prince to discuss the matter: "If it weren't the fault of the sun, Yu Ang would have been buried at the bottom of the river. The banditry in the two Huai Rivers is so rampant, don't you know if it was in collusion with the local guards? Please check the two Huai guards without blame. So, what did the prince think when assisting Yu Ang to investigate the salt roads of Lianghuai?"

The crown prince and Zhou Wang's mother are similar in appearance, except that he lives in Kyoto, his face is more elegant and noble, and his behavior is gentle and calm, and his temperament is very different from the Zhou Wang who has experienced the wind and frost of the frontier.

"Is the second brother's leg disease healed? He has to ask himself to check the health centers of the Lianghuai, so he can stand it? The whole Jianghuai knows that Yu Ang has passed away, and the new imperial minister has left Beijing, or... Yu Ang back to Beijing?"

Yu Ang's external image has always been upright. Before he has reached Lianghuai, the Yandao officials panicked and planned to eliminate him.

If he stays in Lianghuai and continues to investigate the salt roads, after the arrival of the new imperial minister, who will be the master and the auxiliary?

"Since Yu Ang survived a catastrophe, he should be dead with Yandao officials because of his disposition. It is better for him to stay in Lianghuai. As for the order of someone at that time... Isn't blameless just in Lianghuai?"

"What did the emperor do... make the decision by Wugui?"

There was a turmoil in Beijing because of a secret letter. The emperor sent someone to make another appointment. Zhao Wujiu, who was far away in Baoying, didn't know the result, and wanted to take root in Bai Shifang every day.

Zhu Shoumei and Zhao Wujiu came to the 17th room of Bai to report every day. The person involved, Bai Shisi, simply pretended to sleep, pulled down the bed and hid under the covers, staring at his eyes to heal her wounds, and all the bones of her body were scattered. Up.

Zhu Shoumei is very patient. In addition to tormenting decoctions, she also cooks some medicinal foods to accelerate wound recovery, and she wants to feed herself before the bed.

Bai Seventeen: "My hand is not hurt." After receiving the soup cup, I first smelled a medicinal smell, and my stomach refused to accept it, frowning: "...Isn't there a lot of Huanglian?"

Zhu Shoumei said angrily: "Don't worry, the poison won't kill you!" He still couldn't bear it in front of Bai Shiqi. He bowed down and made a small child. It was probably a problem from when he was a child, even with a fire in his heart. The temperature of others is also greatly reduced.

Zhao Wujiu's face is much thicker. He can neither decoction nor cook medicated food. Bai Shiqi, the power and wealth of the identity representative, doesn't care much, so he can only spend time doing rehabilitation in Bai Shifang every day. Or Shu Changfeng offered a trick: "Women are too soft-hearted, and your Highness might as well show their weakness. Maybe it will make Bai Shaogang Lord Distress Your Highness?"

Zhao Wujiu: "Is Seventeen an ordinary woman?"

Zhao Ziheng drifted past: "Seventeen is the man among the women!" It is the man among the men!

Shu Changfeng was speechless.

Zhao Wujiu didn't agree with Shu Changfeng's plan, but he implemented it according to the situation and went smoothly.

For example, he is in the rehabilitation period, walking staggering, not as good as a baby, and not as flexible as a child’s legs and feet. After visually measuring the distance, he got up ten steps in front of the bed of Bai Seventeen and moved towards her step by step. Five or six steps are already shaky, and he still shouts: "Seventeen be careful, let go and be careful and hit you!"

Bai Shixi said: Are you a cannonball?

I watched his long body smashed towards him, and in a hurry, he did not care about the injuries, and stretched out his hand to help him-the good socialist youth helping the old and the disabled is carved in the bones, and touching porcelain is not popular here, so I am not afraid to support him. The people who fell were falsely called to court.

Zhu Shoumei exclaimed: "Seventeen be careful!" rushed to help Zhao Wugui.

Zhao Wujiu's control was just right, and he fell directly on Bai Shiqi's bed, still quite annoyed: "I'm sorry, my leg...I am still out of control now." He beat his own double with a bitter face. Legs, Zhu Shoumei almost broke her belly with breath: Just pretend!

——Can’t you take more than a dozen steps a few days ago? !

He was lonely by nature and disdain to make small reports, but he was so angry that he stabbed Zhao Wugui: "A few days ago, didn't Zhao Ruo still say that his symptoms have been greatly reduced?"

Zhao Wujiu did not change his face and lied: "Perhaps I have practiced more a few days ago, and I can't go away with a leg injury. The pain has been severe these few days. Why don't you see Doctor Zhu for me?"

His wounds are in the bones, everything is based on the patient's feelings, and then the pulse can be prescribed. If he says that the pain is severe, he can't be sure that he is pretending to be a doctor. Maybe it is really painful?

Zhu Shoumei's face was blushing, and she scolded him for sinister and cunning, but she couldn't accuse him of being full of lies.

When I went back that day, Zhao Wujiu patted Shu Changfeng’s shoulder and said, “I didn’t expect this trick to work well.” Although Bai Shiqi was not an ordinary woman, she was stubborn on the surface and had a stubborn temperament, but in essence, she had something to do. The heart of the old pity and sadness, seeing that he fell over and helped others regardless of the danger of his own wounds cracking, he asked a few more concerned.

Zhao Zihengmu pierced his cousin's fantasy with a face: "Whether it is me or Zhu Shoumei who was injured and fell like a cousin, Seventeen will care about it. She is such a person." You are too happy!

Zhao Wujiu is like petrification.

The truth is always unacceptable, especially because of the elusive heart of Bai Shiqi, and it is even more difficult to start.

Bo Zhenting and his wife are like appraisers, and they always go to the 17th room of Bai four or five times a day. The two people and four eyes can't wait to pick out a lot of problems on the young man.

The Su family is still generous, but Bai Zhenting is more picky, and there are always many questions every time he comes back: "...If the two of them are neutralized, Zhu Shoumei's temperament is not very good, and Qiu Yunping is not weak, in case the two of them are weak. When quarreling together, he can keep Seventeen from getting out of bed with a single pill; Zhao...The status is too high, if there is a dispute between the two in the future, the Seventeen in our family may not be able to beat him. Seventeen is a little trouble, this... but he was killed with a real sword on the battlefield, and I don’t know how many lives were on his hands."

The leader of the Bai gang thought left and right, worried, and finally found that Qiu Yun had no power to bind the chicken, and survived on Bai Shiqi. It was tantamount to being pinched by the Bai family to live, it is best to handle it.

Su's anger: "You can't expect to order seventeen?"

Bai Zhenting told the truth: "My father is often angry with one Buddha and two Buddhas ascending to heaven. I don't know how many conflicts there are between husband and wife. If you don't think about it early, you can count on her stinky temper. Can't it happen?"

In other words, Bai Shiqi couldn't even bear the temper of her own father, could he still expect her to be patient with men?

I'm afraid there is no word "forbearance" in her dictionary.

Su Shi sighed: "It's not that you have been accustomed to being fearless and fearless since you were a child. Now you regret it?"

Bai Tingting: "How could the child born to Lao Tzu be bullied by others? Instead of letting her swallow her anger for the rest of her life, it's better to be pleased with enmity!" He climbed up all the way and participated in many water help fights. I've never been afraid, I'd rather be broken my head than kneel down and admit my mistake.

Bai Shiqi didn’t understand his father’s worries. He got up from the bed and walked a few steps, then wrapped in thick furry clothes and went for a walk in the yard. He also tried to practice his fists and kicks, but Zhu Shoumei stopped him: "Don’t betray yourself. Yes, I’ll be tossing before the wound has grown."

Zhao Wujiu was sitting behind her in a wheelchair. He got up and walked a few steps before shouting tired. He faltered and stretched out his hand to Bai Shiqi: "Shall we take a break?"

Bai Shiqi had forgotten that he was injured, and he stretched out his hand to help him. An arm was stretched out from the oblique stab to support him with a smile: "Since the master Zhao Ruo is tired, why don't I send you back to the room to rest?" Zhu Shoumei said.

Bai Seventeen: "Go back and rest quickly, you don't have to come to see me."

Zhao Wujiu: "..."

Zhu Shoumei sent him back to the wheelchair, Shu Changfeng did it for him, pushing the wheelchair to send Zhao Wujiu back to the room to rest.

Bai Shiqi watched his leaving back and laughed, and was caught by Zhu Shoumei: "...Are you very happy watching the two of us fight every day?"