Princess Fuyao

Chapter 80 Meeting
Fuyao got the pills from Marshal He in the morning, burned it, and was more sure that what he took was opa|||pills, and asked Marshal He for instructions. She had already arranged for someone to quietly stare at Master Fang, watching this guy's back, Who is instigating.

Master Fang is holding his breath in the room right now.Tossing and turning last night, I couldn't fall asleep. It was only at dawn that I felt drowsy. Who knew that Marshal He had already gone to the yamen when the sky was bright. He hurried over and was reprimanded by Marshal He. Let him face the wall and think.

The inverted room of the yamen is the place where the guards usually wait to be called. At this time, a small room in the innermost room was vacated, and Master Fang was sitting here. He couldn't figure out why he was so sleepy. , in northern Xinjiang, if you don't sleep all night, you won't get up in the morning?

"Did I stay in northern Xinjiang for too long, and I'm not acclimatized when I come back?" His mind was chaotic, "Facing the wall for three days, when did the Marshal punish people and become polite? Before, he used to be directly punished with a big stick." .Does it mean that I am a literati? Is it possible to die with a stick?"

Just now I was worried that I was found out by the marshal, but now thinking of this, Master Fang relaxed a lot: "I should not have seen through, otherwise, I just took the opportunity to beat me to death." Nothing to do, time is the most difficult, Master Fang see Seeing the sunlight coming in from the window, moving to the center of the house little by little, there was a scent coming from outside, it was time for dinner, Master Fang was in a hurry in the morning, and only drank a bowl of porridge, now he was so hungry that his stomach was growling, but no one thought of it he comes.

"If the marshal hadn't asked the marshal to take the medicine box last night, he would have fallen ill now, and he hadn't been respectfully invited over? At that time, he didn't take out the medicine box and shook it like that. The marshal would definitely not think of taking it away. Face the wall for three days?" He slapped his head violently, "Isn't the medicine in the box three days old? The marshal sent him away on purpose, what does he want to do?" Master Fang remembered pulling his hair, if What should I do if something is delayed?

Fuyao told Marshal He about the dangers of opium, and also how to quit: "Lighting up a cigarette is the most effective, and taking the medicine has a long effect, but the harm is not that great. When you become addicted, you don't have any disease. You As long as you persist, the symptoms of addiction will become lighter and lighter, and finally disappear completely."

"So, it won't take me three months? Maybe one month will be fine."

"The marshal's body is too weak. You need to start exercising slowly, walk more, punch and punch slowly, move around, and keep your body strong. You can't disconnect suddenly."

"With the medicine from Imperial Physician Jin, I feel much better this morning." Marshal He was very happy, "I plan to report the danger of this ointment to the emperor, and don't send it to the frontier again."

"No, Marshal, it is indeed medicine, it can relieve pain and cure diarrhea, but you must not take it again when you are sick, or you will become addicted. You were lied to by them at that time, saying that taking it for a few more days will make the wound heal earlier The nasty Dr. Huo is dead, otherwise, if he is arrested and interrogated, we will know who instigated it."

Thinking about the many unnatural things in the northern Xinjiang military camp, Marshal He must have been forced to promise something when he was addicted, but that kind of thing is often forgotten after the past, not to mention it has been so long, otherwise, he would be fine. Think about it, whoever sleeps most like to ask for instructions when he is sick is one of the suspects.

Although Fuyao and Marshal He got along happily, they hadn't reached the level of closeness with General Guo for a while, and she didn't dare to force Marshal to reminisce. Perhaps, Marshal has a plan in his own mind, and he will make up for the past without showing anything mistake.Fuyao prayed secretly, but at the same time, he also understood that if he reminded him, Marshal He would be very ashamed and affect their future cooperation.

After those green-clothed killers were caught in a pot, the emperor ordered a strict investigation. The city defense captain and the Wu army camp stationed outside the city sent troops to patrol day and night. The capital was calm for a while. can not see.

In the past few days, Liang Bingwang claimed to be sick at home and did not go to court, and his family members did not see anyone.

That night, Liang Mingrui saw Marshal He, and he took the initiative to lift the clothes on his back: "Marshal He, you hugged me when I was young."

When He Bailu saw the moles growing in those three circles, his eyes were blurred, and he took Liang Mingrui's hand: "God has eyes."

Seeing his tearful tears, Fuyao was also very moved: a man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the point of sadness, these two gentlemen, it's really touching to watch.

After a while, Liang Mingrui stopped his emotional agitation: "Marshal He, Liang Bingwang is likely to run away."

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Fuyao thought this was incredible, no matter where he went, it was impossible to live such a comfortable life.

"Where is it possible to go?"

"The Tartar side."

"He ran over, what's the value?"

"He should have an arrangement over there. I haven't figured out what it is yet. He is very suspicious and doesn't believe anyone." Liang Mingrui gritted his teeth angrily, "I'm under the same roof with him every day, but I haven't found him. Where to hide the killer, no one is allowed to enter the yard where he lives, and I can't do it."

"Don't he want you to inherit your father's business?"

"He kept saying I was worthless."

When Liang Bingwang was at home, he still had to act like a hypocrite on the surface. Although Liang Mingrui had secrets in his heart, he was a real gentleman. No matter how cautious he was, Liang Bingwang could still tell. He didn't dare to expose the evil things, and the father and son couldn't care about each other, so Liang Bingwang kept it strictly secret from his son.

In history, there were sons who killed relatives righteously and reported their fathers. Liang Bingwang would never allow such things to happen.

"Marshal He, for the past two months, he has not allowed me to go to the camp in northern Xinjiang, but he has not allowed me to stay at home. He went to see Prince Qin's sick. After two days after returning, he went to inspect several villages and shops at home, and talked with those shopkeepers. Reconciliation, today he said, let me go to my uncle tomorrow, and send him a congratulatory gift for my cousin's marriage, tell me, what the hell is he planning?"

Marshal He couldn't tell either.

When Liang Mingrui left, he was full of thoughts, and Fuyao sent him out of the Yamen on behalf of Marshal He: "Be careful, he is a mad dog who is cornered now, and will bite everywhere."

"Oh, I will." He looked up at Fuyao, "You have to take care of yourself too."

"Yes!"

Liang Bingwang has indeed been struggling these days, but the nets around him are getting tighter and tighter, and he feels suffocated.This afternoon, it was almost dusk, he had been thinking hard for a day, but still had no breakthrough, he was really desperate, at this moment, he was leaning on the grand teacher's chair, but his mind drifted to the summer more than ten years ago.

In the northern Xinjiang military camp, a magnificent bay red horse was tied in front of the tent. He stretched out his hand to stroke the horse's head enviously, and a soft reprimand came from behind: "Don't move!"

Why can't you move?It was given to my father by the emperor.He shouted in his heart, taking advantage of the people behind him entering the big tent, he quickly untied the reins, turned over and jumped up, with his legs hard, the bay red horse rushed out like a flying arrow, he hated the injustice of the world, why did he have an elder brother, I hate this society even more. Why did I give all the benefits to the boss, even my own mother, who will be raised by him in the future?Why?He can only get his mother's dowry, and all the good things in the family are not up to him. It depends on the pity of the boss, so what is sent to him is what?Are you begging for food?Do not!Do not!He is also the son of the prince, with noble blood flowing from his body, he is a hundred times, ten thousand times more noble than his eldest brother, the child born to that country woman.

The pleasure of galloping dispelled the depression in his heart, and he steered his horse towards a wider and deeper green direction.

"Second young master!" He heard the exclamation, but he ignored it at all, especially the sentence "Second young master", which made him even more angry. He hated the word "two", why should there be a one on top of this world .

He lifted the reins violently, and the bay red horse, like a red horse, flew over the deer wood lightly, with cheerful four hooves, because of the smooth running, it became more light and fast.

If he wants to stand out, he has to fight on his own, but he is restricted everywhere. Even the best bay red horse in the Yong Dynasty cannot be ridden at will. How can he make great achievements and stand out?

If he is talented in essays, he is not inferior to others, but after the imperial examination, he will go up his qualifications step by step. When he is 50 years old, he will lose more than half of his hair, and he may not be able to surpass the boss and become the humerus minister in front of the emperor. The road is too difficult, he is difficult, he is not reconciled, why does the boss live so chicly, but he has to be like an old cow, enduring humiliation and always shrinking behind others?

He and his mother didn't like the boss at all, the daughter of a rich man in the country, who was lucky to marry a good man, and she was just a lump of dirt. He grew up in the country until he was ten years old, and then he lived in the military camp. With knives and sticks, you know how to fight the Tartars, but you don't know anything else. How can you take all the good Fengshui of the family?
Looking at myself again, my mother is the daughter of the prince, and my father has repeatedly made military exploits and shed blood on the battlefield. He is a meritorious figure in the Yong Dynasty. Younger, if he is not the eldest son of his father, all the glory created by the older generation will be missed by him! ! !
(End of this chapter)