After giving up Baiyueguang: I found that my husband had turned black

The Ge Wen Mansion quickly arranged for people from the government office to use wheel trucks to shovel the snow.

I originally wanted to help, but my throat felt very uncomfortable when I woke up this morning, and I couldn't stop coughing.

The doctor was also asked to come and take a look. The doctor could only tell Ge Wenfu to rest. When the plague was rampant, everyone else had a chance to rest, but the Ge Wen Mansion was so worried that the remaining poison was not completely eliminated, and there was still a faint black color on the face and lips. Originally, if I took good care of myself, the lung poison would be cleared away gradually in the spring of next year, but who would have thought that I would be sick again.

If you don't pay attention to your body, no one else can do anything about it no matter how anxious you are.

Ge Wenfu promised to take a good rest, then turned around and came out to give orders to his subordinates.

Zhang Zhihe always felt that it was because he wanted to drink yesterday, which caused Ge Wen's house to catch a cold, and he helped keep an eye on the people below.

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, Ge Wenfu's cough became more severe. One morning, he coughed up blood and even ate licorice, but it didn't work.

Now that the fuss is going on, Ge Wenfu can't even eat anymore, and his mouth smells like medicine.

Zhang Zhihe was supposed to leave for Beijing, but he stayed in Taoyuan County because of guilt.

At this moment, the people below served the food. Ge Wenfu felt sick after smelling it. You are either sweet or bitter. This sweet and bitter thing makes people sick just thinking about it.

"Master, please eat some food." The person below was very anxious. No matter what kind of illness he got, he couldn't even eat. This was not a good sign.

But Ge Wenfu didn't care. He felt that it wasn't because he had a stomach problem that he couldn't eat, but because he drank medicine. As long as he stopped taking the medicine, he could always eat.

However, Ge Wenfu's cough was so severe that it was too late to add more medicine, let alone reduce it.

The boy was so anxious that he choked with sobs, "Master, please send a message to the capital. Let's go back to the capital. Or, let the Holy Emperor send a doctor here."

Doctors in small places can never compare to those in the palace.

It's not a problem even after taking so many medicines, it doesn't feel better.

It would be fine if Ge Wenfu didn't write it himself. He also lied to Zhang Zhihe, saying that he had sent news to the capital and expected that the prescription would be coming soon.

Ge Wenfu glared at the young man and said, "Everyone, keep your mouth shut and don't say anything that shouldn't be said."

It has only been two years since the Holy Emperor ascended the throne. The matters in the court must be many and complicated. Even if a county magistrate is sick, the Holy Lord will have to worry about it. When will all the big and small things in the court be completed?

In this world, I have never heard of the principle of alerting the Holy One when a county magistrate is ill.

"But you are different after all." Tears fell from the corners of the boy's eyes.

Ge Wenfu waved his hand impatiently, "Stay away from me. Seeing him crying like a woman makes me upset."

What is different? It was nothing more than acquaintance with the Queen, so he didn't think there was any difference.

If all the people who had suffered from the plague in Taoyuan County had a cough that could not be cured, the Ge Wen Mansion would definitely ask the palace to arrange for a doctor to study a prescription for clearing the poison, but it was just him, how could he say this?

Ge Wenfu was sitting around the stove with his coat on, his legs still covered with a quilt, but he still felt chilly. The hand holding the official document seemed to be trembling.

"Sir." The person below had just walked out and came in a hurry.

It turned out that the prefect came in person.

Ge Wenfu quickly stood up to greet him.

"Master Ge, please rest quickly." The magistrate quickly helped Ge Wenfu up, "Why are your hands so cold? How do you serve the people below? If one stove is not warm, then add another stove."

How could the county magistrate still suffer from frostbite? The prefect certainly values ​​Ge Wenfu. It can be said that not only the prefect, but also officials who know the name of Ge Wenfu will give in. After all, his words have weight in front of the Holy Sage.

He is the most special county magistrate.

"It's okay. I'm not going to come down and walk around." Ge Wenfu quickly put on his clothes and led the magistrate to sit at the table. Tea was quickly served.

It's just that the Ge Wen Mansion is poor and there really isn't anything good. The prefect took a sip and found it hard to swallow. He excused himself that he had been suffering from internal heat recently and could not drink tea, so he asked someone to change it to water.

In the entire Dongping Prefecture, Taoyuan County is the richest, but in the entire Dongping Prefecture, the Taoyuan County Yamen is the poorest.

Ge Wenfu is a stubborn person, but no one says that he is not a good official.

The magistrate sighed. It was also the fate of Ge Wenfu that he joined the Ge family. He was protected by the merits of his ancestors and respected by the saints. Otherwise, such a temperament would not have lived so long.

The magistrate asked Ge Wenfu a few words about his health, and then mentioned Zhang Zhihe. Hearing that the holy cousin was also here, he had to show his face.

"Master Zhang went to Dongping Lake and will probably come back in the evening." Ge Wenfu didn't think much about it, and he was too lazy to wonder why the prefect came here.

This is how it is between men. Although you feel guilty because of Ge Wenfu's body, if you don't do anything, it's impossible for the two of you to stare at each other in the same room.

Zhang Zhihe went there with a pen and ink. He heard that the scenery of Dongping Lake is beautiful. If he doesn't write two poems now, he will never come back.

"Master Zhang is very talented in literature." The magistrate smiled and said without asking any more questions, and then talked about the purpose of today's visit.

The prince led the soldiers to win the battle. Now that the rewards for the three armies have been completed, all the wounded soldiers can return home.

Hearing the magistrate mention this matter, Ge Wenfu was a little puzzled. Should they be properly settled? But the court also has official documents, and the court will definitely take care of these people for the rest of their lives.

The prefect paused, drank a large sip of water, and thought about it again and again. It turned out that there was a man who had gone out from Taoyuan County. He had made meritorious service on the battlefield, and he only came back with a broken arm.

This man is in his twenties and has not yet married. When he comes back this time, the Yamen will definitely take care of his affairs. Unexpectedly, the other party has fallen in love with Qiao Sulan and wants to marry Qiao Sulan.

This woman has never been married after twenty years. She has to pay money to the Yamen every year. If something like this happens, the Yamen will make arrangements. They have no choice at all. They have to marry and serve. people.

But incidentally, the prefect also heard that Qiao Sulan seemed to have something to do with Ge Wenfu.

If we talk about ordinary wounded soldiers, the prefect doesn't need to be embarrassed at all. The main reason is that they also have meritorious deeds. It would be too risky for you to just dismiss them casually.

The prefect came over to say that he came here out of sympathy for his subordinates, but he has not been there since the plague because he was afraid. Secondly, it’s also a matter of getting some warning in advance. If something happens to you two, you can settle the matter quickly. Just make it clear to the outside world so as not to make things difficult for the prefect’s Yamen.

Ge Wenfu was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything, just listening to the prefect's chatter.

The main reason was that he also took a look at the man. I couldn't say he was extremely ugly, but he certainly wasn't good-looking either.

As far as Qiao Sulan is concerned, this is not a good match.

It's definitely not as good as marrying the county magistrate.

Ge Wenfu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. All he heard back to the magistrate was waves of coughing.