Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Chapter 133 Floating Roots
The spread of rumors is far more rampant than the spread of the plague. There is no doubt that all of these are inextricably linked to the Fan family.Anyang Shi's proud blood flowed on Ti Zhen's body. She had always disdained to put up a large formation for these despicable methods that dare not see the light of day. Slow consumption is a kind of cruelty.

Just like she used to sharpen the Pingyang Sun family, first cut off the road, then cut off the supply and buyers, let him sit and eat, and slowly wait for death.

Only about a month later, Fan and his son hanged themselves in despair.

After hearing this, Ti Zhen was indifferent, but specially ordered someone to set aside a sum of money from Fan's treasury to make compensation for Chunniang, and the rest would go to the merchant treasury.

The winter in Chang'an is dry and brittle, with the dancing snowflakes all over the sky, adding another layer of white to the boring scenery.Occasionally, it reminded her of catkins flying in spring.

When the weather is fine, Mr. Zhong comes to the mansion to check on Wen Yu. He wants to prepare new medicine for recuperation. He will inevitably ask about the old diseases in the past. Who would have thought that such a question would bring joy to Wen Yu, who has been trapped in Wen Yu's heart for many years. There is still a cure for leg disease!
Ti Zhen was also happy when she heard that, "So His Highness will be able to ride horses and shoot arrows, wield knives and guns like before?"

Wen Yu sat alone under the window, her long eyelashes cast shadows like wings on her face, and her face was full of spring light.

Mr. Zhong nodded, "It turned out that this leg disease was cured long ago. After a few years of delay, some old symptoms have gradually disappeared like spring rain moistening everything. So don't worry, as long as His Highness is willing to take the medicine and cooperate." , Guaranteed to be alive and well."

After finishing speaking, he brought the list and told Su Zhe, "This is the formula of Xianfang Huomingyin. Take it with Wushen Decoction, and then apply cartilage restoration ointment. Try it for a month first, and I will come back for a follow-up visit in a month."

Ti Zhen was very pleased, so she personally sent Mr. Zhong out, Mr. Zhong said with emotion as he walked, "Finally, my hard work is not in vain. If everyone listens to the doctor's orders like His Highness, I will be relieved."

Ti Zhen hesitantly said, "Mr. Zhong is very skilled in medicine, but there is still something disobedient that makes you hard to understand."

"Who else could it be?" He raised his face and pulled south.

The sky is full of clouds and clouds, and the memories of the sea of ​​clouds are gradually recalling in her mind, "Speaking of which, I am also curious about what kind of illness Senior Brother Shen has. Yes, but it doesn't look like a serious illness to me."

"Is he sick? He's mentally ill!" Mr. Zhong's face changed instantly, and his voice was so crisp that there was no sound at the end.

"Shen's family was defeated in the Pingyang battle. When Kong Sheng rescued him, his leg was crushed by the boulder for too long and his leg was necrotic, but it can be cured! He just needs amputation. I persuaded him several times, and everything was ready. He won't listen, what can I do?"

He frowned tightly, trying to grab something with both hands but finally failed.

"I was thinking about knocking him out and having the surgery done, but after thinking about it, I'm afraid he'll die sooner when he wakes up!"

The coolness in my heart is like the unexpected frost in this season, and I am more and more immersed in the remote valley. "If the limb is not amputated, the bad bone and dead muscle will spread upward, and sooner or later it will cause sepsis and let him die. I am now There is no other way except to add some medicine to control the speed of necrosis!"

Tizhen paused in silence for a long time. After all, she is a senior who has been with him for several years. She understands and sympathizes enough. She and him are both proud people, and both have this insurmountable bottom line to defend.

So let me ask you, how could a general want to live a long life with a disabled body?For him, legs are life and dignity, and he probably would rather die with dignity than live.

Mr. Zhong thought about it, but he still said embarrassedly, "If the princess can persuade him, she can persuade the old man, even if it is not for the sake of taking care of His Royal Highness, it is also because he has treated him sincerely. you."

The cold clothes were put on one after another, and the stoves were turned on one by one.It has already arrived in the deep winter of "thousands of trees and pear blossoms".

Sometimes when I have nothing to do, listening to the sound of wind blowing dead branches outside the window, I suddenly feel like a light boat in the middle of the river, always wandering and wandering, without a fixed place.

Shen Wangshu bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, lazily smoking the fire by the stove, holding a book in his hand and slowly flipping through it, after reading it for a while, he yawned, and saw a cluster of shadows covering the light source.

Tizhen looked down at the book in his hand, "This is "Records of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty", let me take a look."

Shen Wangshu handed it to her, flipped through a few pages and then laughed, "This reminds me of the theory of 'Royal and Surrender' in Chunwei. Although Pang Juan's deceit and Zhang Yi's bravery are explained in detail, it is the most important to discuss the 'Royal Surrender'." However, my heart belongs to Sun Bin's perseverance of "accomplishing one's own affairs with the other's humiliation".Thinking about it, Pang Juan might not have expected his grandson to lose his foot, so he retreated to the book strategy, thinking about empty words to see for himself. "

"Where is this person, the identity is given to him by himself, as long as he thinks about one thing, there must be a paradise to be found on all roads, don't you think?"

Her eyes were full, and she slowly found a place to get in and sat down, and put the book on the table, "The incident happened suddenly last time, I was so angry that I didn't hold my breath, and I yelled at you a few times, I wanted to come back to you Sorry, I didn't expect you to go back, don't you blame me?"

Shen Wangshu still smiled gently as usual, "It's not strange, it's chaos if you care about it. How is your highness recently?"

"Mr. Zhong's medical skills are excellent, so naturally everything will be fine."

His gaze stayed on Tizhen's bright and flawless face, and it took a long time to retract his drooping eyelashes, "It seems that he has stayed in the palace for too long and has bothered you with a lot of gossip. You didn't have such meaning in the past." Turn around."

Tizhen shrugged, with a half-joking expression on his face, "He is worried about your body, no matter what, your body is the capital of revenge."

He motioned her to calm down with his eyes, and still maintained a calm pace of speech: "Don't worry. Since I survived, I will not live in vain, because every minute of my life is from the flesh and blood of my closest relatives." I won't die easily if I don't find out what's left on me, and don't overturn the case, I just choose the ending that Shen Wangshu should have."

Tizhen's eyes were dark, she sighed softly and was speechless.In front of his eyes, he seemed to see the resolute young man in plain armor on the martial arts field.Even though time smoothed everything out, that look was always firm and clear.

With the development of the situation so far, even half of them are not enough, but I don't know how he will choose to exit when the future ending is over?
While there was no words, suddenly there was a loud commotion outside, and the urgent voice of recalling came directly inside, "My lord, my lord! Yanjing secret report!"

I saw two carved and lacquered wooden doors bursting open.Reminiscence rushed in, and because of too much anxiety, the bun was slightly fluffy, and a few strands of temple hair were tied on the head, making it even more frizzy.

Tizhen stepped forward to take it and transferred it to Shen Wangshu's hand. He slowly opened the thread seal with his brain, only to see that there were more than a dozen palm-sized portraits inside.

"This is……"

"It's the portrait of the royal family of the Xiang King that I entrusted someone to bring from Yanjing. I think it may have something to do with Meng Xiancheng's identity."

As she spoke, she slid her slender fingers across the small portraits, flipped through a few, and stopped, "Come and see!"

Tizhen rushed to take a look, and couldn't believe her eyes for a while.

"You said Xiao Li...is Meng Xiancheng!"

(End of this chapter)