A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 92 Chapter 92

Grandma Zheng’s Herb Mountain was indeed open, and the guards guarding the gate had already been removed, but it was a private territory after all, and there were very few people in Mulan City who could reach this place, only the mountain people, woodcutters and garrison troops.

Today, Zhen Wenrou, the forward commander of King An De's subordinates, took the newly recovered garrison out of the city to bask in the sun and train for ten miles, and happened to pass by here.

Zhen Zhuangshi wanted to pay his respects to the mountain of medicine that saved his life, but he saw the doctor's little cousin, dressed in gray sackcloth, bringing a tall, thin man to collect medicine, and there were watching villagers pointing at her side.

If it is to fight the epidemic and save the people, it is obviously not enough for the two of them to gather medicine.

It turned out that Zheng's daughter, who was honored as "aunt" by the two county kings in the city, was just a humble female pharmacist in the eyes of others?
Yes.This granddaughter of the Zheng family who was born in the sky, with the habits of a village girl, and a more humble white captive slave, no matter how you look at it, she can't be elegant. No wonder the goddess took the limelight outside the city yesterday.

Until Zhen Wenrou saw that the young white captive served faithfully, the master and slave wiped their sweat against each other, drank water and ate pancakes with muddy hands.

Zhen Zhuangshi couldn't help but stepped forward to help, and even led the rest of the dozen or so soldiers who had been healed by her to spontaneously follow to dig.

All of a sudden it was hot and dry.

Yuan Wuyou was so moved by the strong man Zhen from the sky and this group of soldiers, she just wanted to say that each of them would get a tael of money from King Ande, but she felt that this was not a matter of showing her face, so she choked back.

It is true that the crowds gather firewood with high flames, and the strength of the number of people is great. By noon, they dug up several baskets, at least a hundred and ten catties.

After all, Yuan Wuyou felt sorry, and after digging the herbs, he led the brothers down the mountain, and said he would treat them to cakes and scented tea.

Zhen Zhuangshi still wanted to politely decline, thinking that it was not easy for my aunt, and it would be better to give him the money for this treat, so that the young girl would not be called the Stove Prince all day long.

When the little cousin took out an ingot of golden dumplings from his waist pocket, Zhen Zhuangshi swallowed his words of refusal, and told the brothers behind him:
"You must eat and drink enough! Their aristocratic family is too bullying!"

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After a busy morning, the female doctor said goodbye to her brothers and asked Zhen Zhuangshi to deliver the herbs to King Ander's residence. went shopping.

It is in late April, less than half a month away from Duanyang Day on May [-]th.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake and the five-du cake are fresh at this time, Yuan Wuyou let Xiao Shitou taste them first, and then bought two of each, thinking about bringing one for his fourth nephew.

As for the fifth nephew?He is so flamboyant and used to enjoying the wealth and wealth of the flamboyant prince, so naturally there is no shortage of girls to send cakes.If I try too hard to be courteous to him, I'm afraid I will be misunderstood.

When the two of them returned with a full load and were about to return home, it was probably because the street had been in disrepair for a long time, and no one cared about the cracked blue bricks on the ground, causing Yuan Wuyou to stick his foot into the cracks in the ground, and almost got stuck to death when he tripped. !

Obviously the two were walking side by side, Xiao Shi saw a "squeak", and the girl beside her even threw the pastry in her hand, and fell to the ground in all directions.

The whole package of butter paper was scattered, and the torn five-drug cakes and crispy residue were thrown all over the floor.

Fortunately, she covered her face and only scratched the skin on the back of her hand, otherwise she would have to be treated in the same ward as Gao Changgong again.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shitou was stunned for a moment, hesitating between lying down with his master and helping her up.

Even the pastry shopkeeper in the opposite shop was dumbfounded, and hurried out to help——

Yuan Wuyou was quick-witted, and before the situation became more embarrassing, she got up with her palms on the ground, and then fell crookedly as if she was missing a leg... She sprained her ankle without accident.

Thanks to Yuan Wuyou's calmness, he dared to be in the sight of passers-by, and under the indifferent gaze of Xiao Shitou, he took off his shoes and socks as if no one else was there, and straightened his feet... Even though she tried her best to be gentle with herself, she still let out a wail of pain , and then sit down slowly.

Wei script was not a big deal at first, just reset it, but when Yuan Wuyou stood up as if nothing had happened, he stood aside as a bamboo pole, and after watching the bustling little stone for a long time, he actually squatted down, wanting to carry her down the mountain!
Of course Yuan Wuyou refused, after all, he was still a sick man, and it wasn't that he had a broken leg and couldn't walk.

But this kid insisted on carrying her stubbornly, fearing that she would sprain her feet again, he anxiously tried to persuade her with a broken voice, unable to speak a word, Yuan Wuyou's heart softened for a moment...and he climbed onto his back.

At that time, she was lying on his thin and white back, Yuan Wuyou's chest hurt from his butterfly bone, and his too slender waist was sandwiched between her legs.Didn't expect this Bailu to be quite strong?
Yuan Wuyou hasn't been recited by anyone for a long time since he reached the age of Ji.This white captive boy was taller than she imagined. When he stood up slowly, as his eyes climbed up and his body was suspended in the air, she even felt a little dizzy...

Yuan Wuyou did a lot of mental construction for himself.Fortunately, it was this idiot Bailu who was here today, if it were the Gao brothers or other men, she would not be able to embarrass herself.

She pondered for a long while in a trance, and glanced down, only to find that the toad scab on the back of his neck had fallen off, revealing the snow-white tender skin with a dark red mole in the middle.

She pulled out one, put her arm around his slender neck, and raised her hand to touch the slightly raised red mole.

Miss Yuan, who was lying on top of his head, said excitedly, "A mole of bitterness? Yes, little stone, you are so good, you really have a mole in a photo book."

When her warm fingertips scalded the cold jade-like skin, he felt uncomfortable all over his body as if electrified.

Since he was holding his thighs with his hands, he didn't have time to stop her, so he stretched his neck and said hoarsely with a broken gong:
"Don't...touch!"

Perhaps his newborn skin was too sensitive, and it hurt him to touch it.

Yuan Wuyou withdrew his hand,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. By the way, your name is... Miyue? Who are you?"

He pondered for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "Little stone."

Yuan Wuyou: ...Then you mentioned that one thing back then, what are you doing to make her lose face in front of Gao Changgong by doing so much!
She was stunned by the big Bailu, who looked weak, and carried her back half a street.

The summer wind from the old alley was blowing on my face, it was not stuffy and hot.

There are few pedestrians on the street, most of the shops have doors that cannot be moved, and there are few stalls with carts.

Although the people in Mulan City are relaxed, Yuan Wuyou is also afraid of being poked on the back of her spine. She said that a tall, silly boy carrying a girl on her back was afraid of being gossip. He was called from behind: "—Zheng Xuannv!!"

That clear and eager voice almost lost its voice.

Yuan Wuyou felt numb all over when he heard it, and was overwhelmed by fear.

So, the master and the slave turned their heads in unison.

(End of this chapter)