Lady forced to seek prince

Chapter 329
Whether a person is happy sometimes has nothing to do with his status or how much money he has.

Even the little emperor on the dragon chair might lose his temper because he didn't hear what he wanted to hear in the court today, but was taught by Taifu Mingli in secret. Kneeling for the whole night, the little emperor lay on the bed full of grievances and had nightmares.

But a little refugee will laugh out loud in his dreams because he sees his wife and children eating an extra bowl of porridge.

Zhang Yi felt that he was neither. He didn't eat or drink tonight, he was stabbed, and he developed a fever in the middle of the night, but he was still very happy.

In a daze, he saw his grandfather and grandma. The two old men smiled at him and beckoned him to eat the chicken. The chicken was really delicious. He ate all the chickens, and those chickens were just cooked, and they were boiling hot, which made his whole body warm up.

After the heat, it was cold again, and soon Zhang Yi woke up from the cold, but half of his soul was still immersed in a dream, because that dream was so beautiful, his great-grandfather and great-grandmother had long since disappeared, and in the middle of the war The day before Shi and his family were preparing to flee, two old men hanged their necks in the woods for fear of hurting their family members. They were not the only ones who died. on the road.

From then on, Zhang Yi felt that he had to be a great general in the future, leading troops to fight against the enemy, so that Da Qi would never fall into war again.

But... this idea only lasted for half a month, because he saw wounded soldiers on the way to escape, and there were so many wounds on the wounded soldiers.

He felt... pain just looking at it.

pain……

Zhang Yi couldn't help shouting, and then he saw clearly the person in front of him, it was the girl from the Zhao family.When he was injured on the road, it was the girl from the Zhao family who bandaged the wound for him. I don't know what kind of water she used to clean his wound. It's really uncomfortable to think about it.

This time she came again.

"No need," Zhang Yi refused, "My injury has already been seen by the doctor."

Zhao Luoyang shook his head: "My lord, Mr. Zheng gave me a prescription, and the medicine on it has a miraculous effect on healing injuries."

Zhang Yi didn't want to use this medicine, but Ding Rong who was next to him came over and said: "Mr. Zheng's medicine must be very powerful, no ordinary doctor can compare to it, my lord is lucky to have a girl here, otherwise you will definitely suffer more .”

Ding Rong trusted the girl from the Zhao family very much. He believed everything the girl from the Zhao family said, even if he didn't know who Mr. Zheng was.

Zhang Yi swallowed.

Zhao Luoyang said: "It may hurt a little."

Zhang Yi trembled in his heart, it turned out that the pain just now was not a big deal, Zhang Yi opened his mouth before the real medicine application started.

"It's okay, Mr. Zhang is not afraid of pain."

Ding Rong puffed out his chest, as if he was hurt. Zhang Yi really regretted it at this moment. When he was hit by the knife, he should have grabbed Ding Rong and blocked him.

Zhao Luoyang took out the water bag.

Zhang Yi's eyelids twitched.

The familiar water sac, but the inside is not salt water, but alcohol. Mr. Zhang's wound is not very good, and needs to be washed with salt water, disinfected with alcohol, and finally applied with medicine.

By the way, you have to take the water mixed with anti-inflammatory drugs together. In short, you have to follow the same steps.

Zhao Luoyang thought it over, and he acted very quickly.

A moment later, Zhang Yi's shout came from the government office. Mr. Zhang is still the hero who is afraid of pain.

It wasn't until Zhao Luoyang finished wrapping up the cloth that Zhang Yi took a breath.

Ding Rong said from the side: "By the way, I forgot to ask, which Mr. Zheng is the girl talking about?"

"Zheng Yi," Zhao Luoyang said, "the one from Min County."

Ding Rong nodded, but soon he thought, isn't the doctor in Minxian County a doctor who treats livestock?Thinking of this, Ding Rong took another look at the girl from the Zhao family.

After Zhao Luoyang left, Ding Rong approached Zhang Yi and said, "The girl from the Zhao family is really powerful. The prescriptions from the veterinarian can heal your injuries."

veterinary?

Zhang Yi originally wanted to let out a long sigh of relief, but now he completely held it in his chest.

……

After Zhao Luoyang cleaned up Zhang Yi's wound, he heated up the food he had brought, and brought it to the side room of the second hall of the government office.

Mr. Song stayed up all night, his eyes were red.

Zhao Luoyang was covered with a piece of clothing by Song Taiye, so he opened the window and let out the smell of oil lamps in the room.

After a while, after closing the window, Zhao Luoyang twisted the warm handkerchief to wipe Mrs. Song's face.Mr. Song leaned back on the chair and felt more comfortable at this moment.

It had to be his little apprentice who rushed over at dawn.

Tui, Mr. Song immediately turned his face, he was tired all night because of her?

"Sir," Zhao Luoyang said, "Thank you for your hard work. We can still help you if it is an ordinary matter. This government office is not for ordinary people to come."

Shi Jiu laughed when he heard that, Xiao Jia has always known how to speak, and such a sentence can make Mr. Song happy.

Sure enough, Mr. Song said: "It's good that you know."

There was no one else in the room, Mr. Song looked at Zhao Luoyang: "Master Zhao asked me to do a good job of accounting, it is related to how many farm tools can be produced during spring plowing."

Having said that, the master and apprentice gave each other another look, and they all understood.

Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said: "The little mute is right, he really left us money."

Shi Jiu said, "I just don't know if it's enough."

Zhao Luoyang looked at Mr. Song, who was so stared at by his young apprentice that his spine felt chills: "What are you doing?"

"Sir," Zhao Luoyang said, "Is the money enough?"

Mr. Song stroked his beard. It seems that it is not enough now, but the accounts have not been completed yet, and after a few more days in the government office, all the accounts are evened out, and it should be almost the same.

"Zhao Jingyun is a nice guy."

After finishing the meal, Mr. Song pondered this sentence, this incident made a lot of money, at first he wondered whether Zhao Jingyun would keep it for other use.

The faction in the court is very fierce, and the transfer of money is of great use, otherwise the Feng family can put so much effort in Taozhou?Soldiers, horses, management, which one does not need money?
Things in Taozhou went so smoothly, Mr. Song felt that there was someone standing behind Zhao Jingyun, at least this person must be an important minister.

It may be the people under King Yu's hand. King Yu has passed away, but these people feel angry and want to avenge King Yu.

Grandpa Song was even afraid that the people in Taozhou would be used by people like Zhao Jingyun. He was also a scholar, and he knew what the powerful officials and emperors thought from ancient times to the present.

The merits they want often fall on the heads of the people, and some people are sacrificed for the big plan, even if it is passed down, they will get a good reputation.That's why he was disheartened and moved to Taozhou.

In the government office that night, he felt uneasy, but fortunately, nothing happened.That's what Zhao Jingyun meant when he came here early in the morning, leaving money for the people to use.

Grandpa Song breathed a sigh of relief. From now on, he will look up at Zhao Jingyun and the people behind him.

Zhao Luoyang looked at Mr. Song: "Sir, shall we go back and rest?"

"I'm not going," said Mrs. Song, "It's troublesome to go back and forth. Mr. Zhao found me a place in the next room. I'll sleep there for a while. You stay and help me look at the unfinished account books."

Zhao Luoyang nodded: "I can't stay too long, I have to go back to the village to help." Those things in the village are still waiting for her to go back and divide them.

Mr. Song waved his sleeves, he can't control the little fox, now he can only control himself.

Zhao Luoyang thought of something: "Sir, if you meet Mr. Xie in the government office, you should talk to him more. Mr. Xie should have a lot to do with the former magistrate."

Mr. Song was taken aback. When did the little fox find out such news.Before one thing is done, let him do another...

"Sir," Zhao Luoyang said, "I'll bring you the stewed noodles made by my milk tonight."

Mr. Song let out a "hum".

Zhao Luoyang said: "Add two more eggs."

(End of this chapter)