Bianjing little doctor

Bianjing on this day is no different from usual. The morning sun rises from the morning mist and shines brightly on the earth, and the air is fresh and calm.

The tabloids flew into the homes of ordinary people like a snowflake, like a long-anticipated thunderstorm, which painted a strong stroke for the weather in June.

The open and secret struggles in the court were still in full swing, and there was a constant back-and-forth about concubine Zhang Guifei, but in the end no one could hold back the emperor on the dragon chair.

The emperor's sorrow is a sharp weapon to restrain the courtiers.

After "the conferment of the edict made Concubine Zhang the first concubine with a book ceremony", Zhao Zhen once again made an exception for Concubine Zhang, and issued an edict to posthumously confer the posthumous title of Zhang's family and bestow the posthumous posthumous title of Wen Cheng.

"Virtuous deeds are lenient and gentle, Qi Sheng Guangyuan is said to be successful", a posthumous title, which fully proves Zhang's position in Zhao Zhen's heart.

That's not counting, Zhao Zhen didn't think it was enough to show his love for Zhang.

In the Hall of Emperor's Ceremony, a spectacular funeral caused an uproar all over the world.

Thousands of people mourned, mourned for one month, the whole country mourned, and all ministers and officials declined.

At the same time, Zhao Zhen ordered Sun Mian, the vice chancellor who had previously prevented Zhang's book, to read out the book of mourning in person, and renamed Ningdian "Wencheng Pavilion".

In addition, Zhao Zhen also made a move that caused an uproar in the world - conferring on Empress Wen Cheng for three generations.

Not to mention a noble concubine, even the empress, the empress dowager, does not have this honor.

Think this is the end?

No, not nearly enough.Zhao Zhen also arbitrarily named those who would attend Wen Cheng's funeral, and anyone who participated in it would be promoted to two officials.

No one would suspect that Zhao Zhen did not have true feelings for Concubine Zhang Gui.

If it wasn't for true love, why would a weak emperor who had a benevolent character and was led by Taiwan's advice all his life dare to make such an arrogance?
Bianjing, without the entertainment, singing and dancing, is empty and prosperous, but it is so dull that the air has become low-pressure.

June [-]th was the day of Empress Wen Cheng's funeral. Zhao Zhen personally changed into mourning clothes and watched Empress Wen Cheng's hearse drive out of the right gate.

Monks, clan and royal relatives, Zhongshu Province, Privy Council, and various divisions set up sacrifices all the way to Fengxianyuan.

Then all the officials paid a funeral visit...

When Wen Cheng was alive, his food and clothing expenses and the rewards he received were far superior to those in the Central Palace. When he died, he even wore a queen's dress and was buried as a queen, and let the subjects of the world mourn for her. No two.

Xin Yi didn't know what Empress Cao was feeling at the moment, but she felt that Zhang Xue was enviable as a woman.

"It's a pity, Fubo."

Xin Yi had just returned from watching the ceremony when he heard two girls discussing the matter.

"A person's destiny is not enough, and if he can't receive his blessings, that's the end of premature aging."

Xin Yi was a little funny, and called Tao Yu.

"Where did you hear this? You are not allowed to talk nonsense outside, causing trouble, do you hear me?"

Taoyu stuck out her tongue, "I heard Aunt Qian's nonsense the other day, didn't I say it in front of the girl, I dare not say it outside."

Xin Yi smiled, sat down on the soft chair, Xing Yuan sent Tao Yu out to guard the gate, and then carefully took out a box.

"The county king sent someone to send it, let the girl burn it after reading it."

When Xin Yi saw the various envelopes and letter paper, he knew that it was a letter from "Bai Xiao Sheng" taken out of the Buddhist altar of Daxiangguo Temple. …

The monastery was secretly controlled by the Imperial City Secretary, and the novice who swept the floor was Chazi, but the people outside didn't know it, and soon turned the big banyan tree into a "tree hole". They all came to Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng.

Xin Yi found it boring at first, but soon, she was surprised to find that these people and events who asked him for advice were all related tasks and plots in "Fu of Bianjing".

Bianjing Fu involves all kinds of industries in Bianjing, and the characters and task lines are very complicated, which can be described as all-encompassing, but this "Jianghu secret agent Bai Xiaosheng" was originally just a whim of hers. She used the names of the characters written by Gu Long to paralyze the enemy. In the original plot does not exist at all.

Unexpectedly, since she used this name and opened this event line, it seemed to be merged with the original plot soon.

In other words, not only did she fail to destroy the original plot development, but she allowed the line of "Bai Xiaosheng" to be embedded in the overall plot and started her own development.

Is the main machine of the system itself a super artificial intelligence with the ability of automatic calculation, or is it like what Fu Jiuqu said... On top of her so-called civilization, there is a more advanced civilization, with another hand of divine light, in the Manipulate it all?
When Xin Yi began to suspect that not only Fu Jiuqu was a cardboard figure, but also herself and the world she lived in were illusory existences, and her whole life went bad.

A play within a play, a play within a play, isn't it impossible?
Xin Yi flipped through the letters with black lines all over his head, and according to the plot he was familiar with, as a "super agent", he picked out a few typical ones to reply with "prediction", and handed them back to Xingyuan, asking her to follow the instructions. The address on the letter is sent from different couriers.

Finally, she spread one of the letters on the table.

The letter reads, "The little girl knows that her merits are shallow, and she asks Mr. Bai for advice on how to eliminate her karma and give birth to a healthy son? Instead of giving birth to a girl who loses money..."

Xingyuan watched from the side, "This man really regards Bai Xiaosheng as a Bodhisattva. He has sent all kinds of letters asking for a son. In my opinion, the girl doesn't need to pay attention to her..."

Xin Yi's eyebrows twitched, and he smiled slightly.

"He is so sincere, how can he ignore it?"

Judging from the fact that all the people who wrote the letter are related to Bianjing Fu, this letter is also the same. Although it is not signed, the more Xin Yi looks at it, the more mysterious it becomes.

She carefully checked the address of the reply letter, it was a military patrol shop in Chunxu Lane...

The military patrol shop is a grassroots fire fighting team, which is equivalent to a modern fire brigade.In the city of Bianjing, there is a hopeful fire building on a high place, and there will be a military patrol shop every two or three hundred steps, which is a new force for extinguishing fires and preventing unburned ones.

Xin Yi handed the letter to Xingyuan.

"Let the king of the county find a way to find a Guanyin for me and send it to the medicine shop. It should be kept secret and not known to outsiders."

Xingyuan didn't know what she was going to do, so she nodded in agreement, then called Taoyu to look at the girl, and left the posthouse by herself.

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Xin Yi went through the plot in his mind, then lay lazily on the soft chair by the window, waiting for Gao Minglou to come back.

Footsteps sounded as expected, bringing out a cold breath.

Xin Yi remained motionless until Gao Minglou spoke.

"What is the girl doing?"

"Return to the young master, the girl is a little tired after watching the ceremony, so she rests inside." Lue replied cautiously, not daring to look into Gao Minglou's examining eyes. …

For some reason recently, she found herself getting more and more lethargic. Empress Wen Cheng was in mourning today. She was going to go with Ayima, but unexpectedly she overslept.

When she woke up, Ayima had already returned from watching the ceremony.

She couldn't control Ayima's whereabouts more and more, but Lue was afraid of Gao Minglou, so she didn't dare to say a word, and only silently retreated to one side.

"Is your brother back?"

Xin Yi's voice sounded at the right time, delicate and lazy, as if he had just woken up from a sleep.

As soon as she finished her voice, Gao Minglou lifted the curtain and entered the room. His white robe trimmed with silver was stained with water, the corners of his lips were slightly bruised, and his face was full of coolness.

When she approached, Xin Yi could smell a faint smell of blood and a faint smell of medicine.

Gao Minglou sat down on a chair three feet away, his hands resting lazily.

"I heard from Lue that you were resting, and I didn't want to disturb you. Why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

She yawned and shook her head, "Empress Wen Cheng's funeral was very boring, and there were fake cries all around. I'll be back when the coffin passes through the right door."

She laughed again: "Fortunately, I am blind, and no one said anything."

Gao Minglou frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.

"Then you take a nap, I'll go back to my room first."

Xin Yi saw that he wanted to leave quickly, and called him to stop with a smile.

"Brother, don't worry, I have something to tell you..."

Gao Minglou sat back patiently, "Say it."

Xin Yi shyly said: "I don't know the etiquette of the Song Dynasty either. I don't know how long it will take for the people to get rid of the obedience after Empress Wen Cheng's funeral? How long will it take for all the courtiers to lose their obedience?"

Gao Minglou's black and blue eyes seemed to be a little more obvious, and his face was even uglier than before.

"Ayima is impatient to marry the king of Guangling County?"

"Yeah, that's not it..." Xin Yi bowed his head, poking his two fingers back and forth, deliberately showing a look of panic.

"I heard that the boudoir in Beijing has a lot of love for the county king. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the delay will be too long and it will affect the marriage between the two countries."

Gao Minglou sneered.

"You're really good at thinking big."

"Yeah, it's not all about Dali..." Xin Yi put on a gesture and smiled slightly, "Didn't my brother always want me to approach Guangling County King? When we first came to Bianjing, my brother liked me because I looked like him. Miss Zhang, didn't you want me to attract the attention of the King of Guangling on purpose? I thought it was all brother's wish..."

"Stop talking." Gao Minglou interrupted impatiently, as if there was a thick black cloud in his eyes, "I've changed my mind."