I am Feng Jun

Chapter 982 979. This is simply impossible!
Not only Gu Qianqiu was stunned, even Hong Jin didn't realize how things turned out like this.

This disaster is not a trivial matter. Although Feng Jun's status is not suitable, Hong Jin has seen some of his handling methods, and it is indeed impeccable, but if His Royal Highness Qi comes down...
Age is one of those stereotypes that is hard to get rid of.

Originally, she just wanted Feng Jun to take time out to have a look at His Majesty, but she never thought about letting Feng Jun completely let go!

This is no joke!
It has to be said that Hong Jin thought too much, even if Shen Ci assigned the memorial to Mu Yuanqi, he never thought of letting go of it, and went to see Mu Yuanxi as Mu Yuanqi wished.

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That night, in the brightly lit room, Mu Yuanqi looked at him fiercely and said.

"You don't mean what you say!"

Shen Ci didn't bother to pay attention to her, and continued to imitate Mu Yuanxi's vigorous handwriting, writing orders one after another on various memorials with a pen dipped in cinnabar.

Mu Yuanqi raised his voice again, "It's time for you to see Sister Huang!"

This time, Shen Ci gave her a word of charity.

"busy"

Mu Yuanqi: "Then what is the king doing here!"

She has been watching it all afternoon, and seeing the severity of the disaster conveyed through pen and ink, she feels very uncomfortable.

But she cheered up and wrote down some opinions according to her own ideas, and then handed them to Shen Ci. After Shen Ci supplemented them, she showed them to her. Although Mu Yuanqi was not angry, he could always see something different.

She is inexplicably familiar with the writing ideas and methods that are similar to those of Huang Jie, but there is also a trace of unique decisiveness, which has the meaning of prohibition in the army, and is a bit self-contained.

Until late at night, Mu Yuanqi always felt that he realized that the solution of a city should be like this, but the opinions written in the next memorial can always be made up by Shen Ci to be different.

After all, not every city's basic situation is the same.

Looking at his cold eyes, Mu Yuanqi felt unwilling.

So unwilling, she suddenly remembered her original intention of coming to find Shen Ci.

Hearing Mu Yuanqi's straightforward question, Shen Ci let out a sneer, and looked at the files and memorials that were still left in her hand, with a piercing voice.

"I've only read so much in one afternoon, huh? It's full of loopholes! I'm ashamed to yell! You're not ashamed to say it! You have the ability to solve all these in one night. The disaster is over, and I will go tomorrow!"

Mu Yuanqi: "You!"

This is simply not possible!
Why doesn't he want to see Miss Huang!

It really is wolf ambition!You don't want Miss Huang to wake up!

Mu Yuanqi lay down on the table exhausted, his shoulders heaving and falling in anger.

"Get out early if you feel tired, don't disturb others here!"

His tongue was still extremely venomous, but it was a bit colder than before. Mu Yuanqi suddenly looked up at him, with an annoyed glint in his eyes.

Not to be outdone, she picked up another memorial to read, but she hadn't had a good rest after guarding Mu Yuanxi for the past few days, and she spent another afternoon thinking about it. .

Standing up angrily, he raised his chin and shouted at Shen Ci, "I'm sleepy, I need to rest, I'll come back tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, she probably also knew that Shen Ci would not give her any good words, so she went out of the room instead, and kicked the door when it was closed, which shows that she was very angry.

Shen Ci watched her leaving back without saying a word.

Gu Qianqiu couldn't stand his [-]/[-] working time to catch up on sleep, Hong Jin who had rested was still guarding outside the door, Shen Ci was the only one left in the brightly lit room.

In the middle of the night, when Duanmu Ming came, he nodded slightly to Hongjin, and Hongjin let him in. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Shen Ci only raised his eyes and looked away, without any reaction.

Duan Muming approached, put a piece of paper full of handwriting in his sleeve to Shen Ci's hand, and spoke in a faint voice.

"In the past four days, the pulse has been intermittent. Even if the trauma is treated with medicine, it has no effect. It has gradually improved today, but the pulse condition is still weak, and there is no sign of awakening."

Duan Muming saw Shen Ci's left fingertips slightly curled up, then put down the letter from Shen's house in his hand, and picked up the piece of paper.

Looking at the detailed pulse condition above and all the medicines and dosages used in the past few days, Shen Ci's expression became more and more cold and cold.

"What do you want?"

A slightly hoarse voice floated in the candlelight, so faint that it was almost inaudible.

Duanmu Ming bowed slightly, "All."

Shen Ci frowned and glanced at Duanmu Ming.

"Is it so serious?"

"Young master, I don't know what medicine is effective for her now, so I can only try one by one." This is also the reason why various medicinal materials have been sent here these days.

Regarding this point, the prefect of Nanwu City made wild guesses, perhaps in order to prevent interested people from knowing what kind of injury His Majesty could take advantage of, so they confused their eyes, but he didn't think it was because those medicines were carefully used on the Empress.

Shen Ci closed his eyes, his expression slightly concentrated, and the long eyelashes like crow feathers cast a light blue silhouette in his eyes.

"There is a hidden compartment under Dengyunzuo. There is a copy of all the medicines. There are labels inside. Go and get them."

"Yes."

Duanmu Ming responded, and when he turned to retreat, he seemed to think of something suddenly, he paused, then turned around and came back, hesitant to speak.

"Say anything!"

Duan Muming: "If she dies without treatment."

Shen Ci's eyes that had fallen on the letter on the table suddenly lifted up, and the piercing eyes fell on Duanmu Ming's face, making him shudder inexplicably.

The next words in his mouth were suddenly frozen, but he took a deep breath and felt that he should still say it.

"Ruo Shaozhu has a daughter, even if she dies, with your current talent, you don't have to worry about anything with the Shen family and your brothers, but now...why do you want King Yan to be with you?"

Now that the empress has no heirs, if she dies, wouldn't the throne belong to her biological younger sister?
Duanmuming didn't realize until now whether Mu Yuanxi loved the young host deeply or was prepared in advance for not letting the young landlord have a child.

Standing in his position, he felt that Shen Ci seemed to have been calculated, and he was a little bit aggrieved.

As long as Shen Ci has no daughter, then there will be no empress of the Shen family's blood, and it will inevitably make people feel that she is guarding against the Shen family.

Shen Ci listened to all Duanmu Ming's words in silence, then threw the pen in his right hand and landed on the table with a muffled sound.

After a long silence, he spoke slowly, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

"Do you know why Grandpa doesn't want to take care of things?"

Duanmuming's expression is fixed, he doesn't understand what it means.

"I just don't want to get involved in these intrigues."

The misty voice fell into Duanmuming's ears, making him feel a sense of emptiness for no reason.

At that moment, he seemed to understand how much he didn't understand this young landlord, and how wrong his worries were.

Perhaps for the young host, it was a pure and incomparable love, but one of them was the empress of the Mu Dynasty, and the other was the second son of the prime minister's family.

For Shen Ci, the identity of the second son of the Shen family is not a constraint, he is just Shen Ci.

After a long time, Duanmuming took a deep breath, his expression became more serious, and he made a promise.

"Young master, don't worry, this subordinate will not make random guesses in the future, and this subordinate will definitely help you cure her."

All the small thoughts that had been moved before were completely annihilated at that moment.

Shen Ci closed his eyes slightly, the coldness between his brows and eyes could not conceal the tiredness lingering in it, he raised his hand to pinch the center of his brows, and opened his lips and said.

"Get ready, go back to the imperial capital in a few days."

The disaster situation in Yangzhou has basically stabilized, and he doesn't need to sit in the town in person, but there are still turmoil in the previous dynasty that is about to rise, so it's better to go back.

What's more, there are more imperial doctors in the palace, which may help her wake up earlier.

He doesn't want this mess for a day!

　Thank you Mo Li for the cute tip! (#^.^#)
　　
　
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