Back to the Qin Dynasty as a prince

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Although these experienced and skilled doctors did not have a definite and effective treatment plan, the injection of such a large group of fresh troops still improved the situation in Fushi City.

But these things are not for Fusu to consider for the time being.

The local garrison had already gone into the mountains to clean up the battlefield, but a lot of gold and silver was found in the horse thief's lair, which was regarded as an appearance fee for the local area.After all, Fusu had taken hundreds of horses, and they were all good horses.

In a manor in Fushi.

The mist was dense, and a large wooden barrel was in the center of the room.The beautiful maidservant stretched out a pair of tender white hands, and her whole body was covered with only inches of strands.

His face was flushed, and he gently and lightly gave Fusu who was also lying in the barrel... a bath.

Although Fusu didn't participate in many fights, there were quite a few young people who didn't have a good eye, seeing Fusu's appearance as a nobleman, and his slender arms and legs, and wanted to pinch Fusu, a "soft persimmon".

As a result, Fusu, who was the chief general, also became interested, and stepped forward to fight.After killing Bansu, I still don't feel tired at that time.When I came back at this time, as soon as I sat down to rest, I couldn't stop being sleepy.

That's why there was this scene in front of me, where Fusu was lying in the tub, groaning so comfortably.The beautiful servant girl Zhao'er blushed, she only scrubbed the body of Mr. Fusu, who was too tired to move.

With a pleasant smile on his face, Fusu couldn't help praising: "The feudalism is evil."He smiled wryly in his heart, but he couldn't lose his demeanor in front of girls.As for how those landlords and old fortunes play with maids these days, that's because they have no taste, and they can't learn from it.

Fusu thought so.

Originally, there was no such a fragrant bathing place. If Fusu was in the army in the past, most of them would do it by themselves, and the washing would be done for nothing.But now it's not time to march, and others will not use the discipline of the army to ask Mr. Fusu to help him.As a personal servant girl, Zhao'er is very aware of this.

In fact, from the very beginning of prostitution, Zhao'er was mentally prepared for this.The Xu Mansion is not considered a mansion of a wealthy family, but it is also considered a wealthy household.Zhao'er also understood how those dandies in the city treated their servants in their private houses.What's more, Fusu has an elegant demeanor, and his appearance and character are all good.How could this not be the best candidate for the object of Huaichun in the girl's heart?

The courageous Zhao'er stepped into the tub, showing off her wonderful curves.Girls at this time are more precocious, and the double eighth year is also the moment when a woman begins to bloom her charm.

The slightly young figure has already appeared uneven, and the heart that was originally closed due to shock is gradually opening up, and every frown and smile is touching.

Fusu swallowed secretly, this girl is so addictive that she won't pay for her life.

There is still the timidity of an unsuccessful little man in the heart, mixed with the different taste of a beautiful woman in this world throwing herself into her arms.Fusu felt emotional in his heart, and was soon relieved.Now that he is Fusu, if nothing else happens, his good days as the eldest son of the emperor are over.Although he was not demoted to Jiuyuan because he said a few good words for Confucian scholars, but if he really didn't change in the future, the huge inertia of history should still crush him to death in the death penalty after the conspiracy of the sand dunes.

That being the case, what is the point of thinking for future generations?I am Fusu, and Zhao'er is my personal maid. She is close-fitting, and the other girls have taken the initiative. Why are you so reserved as a big man?

Thinking about it this way, Fusu, who was a junior brother in his previous life, felt his heart pounding.The slender five fingers stretched out and pulled Zhao'er over.

"Ah!" the shy Zhao'er whispered.

A night of ups and downs, warm and fragrant nephrite, just lingering and intoxicating.

At the top of the sun, a ray of sunlight wedged in and shone into the room.Fusu rubbed his temples and yawned.He was about to turn over and get up, but unexpectedly, the brocade was turned over, which immediately revealed the beauty of the woman beside him.With a soft cry, Fusu patted Zhaoer's upturned buttocks playfully.

Zhao'er, who had just become a young woman, woke up in a daze, first she whispered, and then she felt shy when Fusu made such a fool of her.Suddenly exclaimed: "What time is it, I want to go to the son..."

Fu Su embraced Zhao'er: "No need, you still miss the servant girl's buddy."

Zhao'er said confusedly, "But I'm the young master's maid."

Fu Su was stunned: "It won't be the case in the future."

Zhaoer looked at Fusu in surprise.

Fusu thief Xixi approached Zhao'er's ear and said, "It's my Fusu's pillow, how can I still do these rough jobs?"

Zhao'er blushed, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

Fusu had broken through the realm of the first brother in his heart, so he was naturally refreshed.Although the owner of this body is from a noble family, he started this great activity when he was ten years old.But now Fusu has really started another life.

Get up, change clothes, fetch water and wash your face.Fusu followed Zhaoer back and forth, feeling a little warm in his heart, which made Fusu very happy.

Although there is still no progress after the doctor's consultation, the greatest achievement is to control the spread of the plague.Seeing Zhao'er sitting upright and dressing up, he helped Su lean against the wall.But Zhao'er murmured, "Do you want to cover your face?"

Fusu was puzzled: "What mask? Zhao'er still wants to be a strongman?"

From Fusu's point of view, only robbers committing crimes can be covered up.

Zhao'er was taken aback, turned around and saw that it was Fusu, and then replied with peace of mind: "In the past, Zhao'er was the young master's servant, like a commodity. Now, now..."

Seeing Zhao'er, who likes to blushe shyly, Fusu is also happy, getting out of the dangerous place before, and the wound in his heart is gradually healed.Fusu is also happy to be truly happy.

"Now, you are my woman." Fusu looked at Zhao'er with a smile.

Zhao'er bowed his head: "I'm afraid that there will be another villain like Chen Qing, who will cause trouble for the young master."

Fusu understood that Zhao'er is only two or eight years old now, and his body has not grown out yet.Now I have such a beautiful appearance.In the past, he had already aroused the covetousness of Chen Qing's kind of prodigal son.Now that he has been through personnel affairs for the first time, he has added a gradually mature demeanor.

In the eyes of the sensitive Zhao'er, such a change is likely to attract the coveted eyes of others.In this day and age, women's status is low, and it is possible to be sent around as goods.

So the sensitive Zhao'er came up with the idea of ​​covering her face with a veil.

After hearing this, Fusu quietly took Zhao'er into his arms, hid her head in her long hair, sniffed the fragrance and said in a low voice, "Remember, you Zhao'er are my woman. Who would dare to treat you If there are wrong thoughts, I will let his family be ruined!"

Zhao'er listened quietly, filled with joy, but also with a hint of worry.

Fu Su smiled: "You are such a nice person, I love you before it's too late, why would I push you out?"

Zhao'er smiled sweetly, and the last trace of worry in her heart dissipated.

The main hall of the manor.

After playing for so long, Fusu felt a rare sense of relief.Instead of rushing to the Jiuyuan frontier fortress, he dealt with the plague here instead. It may be that Fusu didn't mean to cultivate his body and mind.After all, on the frontier, Fusu would no longer have such leisure.

But it wasn't a vacation after all.Not long after, Qi Ze reported that those doctors had something to see.

Fusu took so much effort to bring these people here, so naturally they didn't come to eat, drink and have fun.Besides, the parental heart of doctors is in ancient times, but those who have not been healed often have a feeling of compassion.You must know that the status of doctors in ancient times was not very high. It is rare for famous doctors in the past to seek fame and wealth. Most of them wanted to save people's pain.Unlike later generations, medical ethics have declined.In ancient times, it was almost impossible to become a famous doctor without medical ethics.

And since he was invited to come to Fushi, he is naturally a person with excellent medical ethics.

Therefore, the five veteran doctors searched medical skills, exemplified each other, and each called their disciples to brainstorm.Finally found a clue.

Fusu tidied up and put them into the hall, and after being polite to each other, Fusu said, "But there is a solution to the plague?"

Fusu's question embarrassed several old doctors, and the oldest one in a long time replied: "Return to my son, I am ashamed of myself. I haven't found it yet!"

Fusu nodded, his expression was calm and not displeased.Wen Yan said in relief: "The disaster of the plague does not happen in a day or two. It is common sense to have suffering, but, old gentlemen, please take care of yourself, you are the hope of the people's survival!"

The five old men didn't even dare to say anything, but the smiles on their faces grew a lot.Feeling relieved, an old man in his sixties said: "My lord, there is indeed no quick fix for me and the others. But there are still some ways to deal with it. Given time, it's okay!"

Only then did Fusu breathe a sigh of relief: "Since that's the case, Fusu can rest assured. But please take care of yourself, but if you have something to ask, please speak up."

Another old man in Tsing Yi said: "My lord, there is one person who may have a quick way to deal with it!"

Fusu was stunned, thinking that he shouldn't be such a bully.Talk halfway, kill people.Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he asked depressedly, "May I ask which elder has the wonderful method?"

The old man in Tsing Yi was a little embarrassed when he heard the word elder: "This man is very young." It is not easy to say this, there are so many people present, and they are three or four hundred years old.Fu Su worked so hard to invite him over, but he had to admit that he was no younger than a young man.This is so embarrassing.

Fusu's face twitched, and he said calmly: "Which family is this young talent?"

Another blue-clothed old man laughed secretly: "My lord, he's not a man either."

A subtle feeling suddenly rose in Fusu's heart: "Mohist?"

This time