General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

"Isn't it. It's difficult for you to leave your hometown at a young age and come here to carry such a heavy burden for the emperor. It must be said that master pan has a good way to teach his son! Seeing the young people of your generation in the court, even if you, Lord pan, are the best. " What he said was a bit exaggerated. Although on the surface, pan Zhuqing's status is above Zhao Changyuan. But everyone knows that whoever has military power is the real protagonist.

In the special era of the Song Dynasty, even the commander of the three armed forces did not necessarily have military power. In an easy to understand sentence to explain this truth, the commander without military power is like a temporary external project manager. He buys and sells with a hammer, and after the war, he is a bare commander. Whether the army or the army's property has nothing to do with him, he has only one title. Commanders with military power, such as Zhao Changyuan, are equivalent to the CEO with shares in the company. It's obvious which is more important.

Pan Zhuqing is not a fool. Of course, he understands this truth. But when the other party flattered him with beautiful words, he always had to harden his head and then: "Lord Zhong, you really flatter me. I'm stupid. I just follow the rules step by step. Only today's emperor can tolerate such unreasonable people."

Duke Zhong said with a smile, "well, look at what you said. The Emperor just liked you so much that he handed over the important task of supervising the army to you! You are the first in the emperor's eyes. "

Even to sum up, pan Zhuqing's arm hasn't pulled over Zhao Changyuan's thigh. But the new pattern of supervising the army is also a real hoop curse added by the emperor's old man to Zhao Changyuan's head. As the saying goes, kings do not allow others to sleep.

Pan Zhuqing was impatient with his endless flattery. He simply gave him a shot back: "Lord Zhong is also the closest person around the emperor now. I almost forgot to congratulate you."

"Ah, don't you dare. If it weren't for that boy's failure, there would be no clock for someone today. " The implication is that without pan Zhuqing, there would be no Zhong today.

Pan Zhuqing raised her long eyebrows, smiled and said, "let's have a drink for Tong Xian's deserved."

Pan Zhuqing wondered more: "what does this have to do with the girl?"

Father Zhong still kept his voice very low, but he finally made it clear: "the emperor's headache is getting worse and worse, and the imperial doctors are helpless. A few days ago, doctor Zheng recommended this Fu Yun girl to the emperor, saying that she was a famous doctor and a hidden genius. That's... with today's Zhong. "

Pan Zhuqing listened, and the raised long eyebrow involuntarily loosened“ I see. "

"But Lord pan, what is the origin of Fu Yun and General Zhao's family?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Zhong wants to touch the bottom of the girl, for fear of inadvertently offending any immortal in the future." A girl who has no power, no power, and no relatives is neither Zhao Xiong's honey nor Zhao Changyuan's side house, but she lives like a young lady in Zhao's house, which itself is an incredible thing. For such a well-informed man as father-in-law Zhong, the person who can't touch is often the most noteworthy person.

Pan Zhuqing looked at the half empty glass in front of him and said carelessly, "I have only one piece of advice for this."

"All ears."

"Offending this girl is tantamount to offending the precious lady of Zhao Changyuan. Do you understand?"

"I see." Duke Zhong nodded again and again. He knew a truth. He would rather offend Zhao Changyuan himself than his precious wife“ So, will someone Zhong stay away from this girl in the future, or... "

Without any consideration, pan Zhuqing simply warned him: "it's not easy for a girl to enter the palace alone. Lord Zhong should take more care of her."

"Zhong has a clear idea."

After the banquet, pan Zhuqing sent father-in-law Zhong to the post house where he stayed. Then he took a carriage back to the mansion with the fatigue of a hard day.

As soon as he got out of the carriage and was about to step up the steps, he was alert to find that there seemed to be an eye on himself in the darkness on the left. Without turning around, he knew who was coming. The faint fragrance that made him feel comfortable and comfortable came to him with the night wind in early winter.

He abandoned the coachman and walked alone to the waiting figure in the dark. When he met the eager but hesitant eyes, he said in an unhappy tone: "Why are you here so late? Forget what I said to you? "

Regardless of his dissatisfaction, Fu Yun said his troubles helplessly and angrily: "brother pan... The Emperor... Called me into the palace..."

Pan Zhuqing's face was as calm as the cold moon that night: "I heard."

"What should I do?" Her expression was a little complicated. Fear, tension and anger filled her originally cold face.

Pan Zhuqing seldom saw her lose her manners, and she knew the reason for her complex emotions. He raised his hand and patted her thin shoulder. He gently comforted her and said, "you don't have to worry. The Emperor just wants you to diagnose and treat him. You do your best. The whole imperial medical bureau can't help it. Even if you can't cure it, it's no big deal. "

"But I don't want to see that man. He said that my father and I were both Dalits, and he drove my father out of the imperial medical bureau. "

"My father has never done anything bad in his life. He only knows how to cure the sick and save people. It doesn't matter if he insults me, but I can't let go of insulting my father. Now he wants me to go back and treat him. Do I have to go back? For what? I'm not willing! "

"If I can't cure him again, how can he insult me?"

"I'm not going."

She said a lot in one breath. Her tone became heavier and heavier, and her mood became more and more excited. But after venting, the ensuing silence made her regret. The person she denounced was a high emperor. She herself was just a common people living like a mole ant. The person who stood in front of her and listened to her pour bitter water, even if she was a God in her mind. But in the final analysis, he is also a minister who needs to rely on the breath of the emperor. What can he do?

Who knows, pan Zhuqing was silent for a moment after quietly listening to her vent, and then said seriously: "if you really don't want to, I'll think of a way for you."

"Seriously?" Fu Yun couldn't believe his ears.

Pan Zhuqing nodded slightly, "I'll do my best." A faint promise, however, seemed to have the strength of a thousand kilograms, which calmed Fu Yun's restless heart for an instant. He is such a man, cold as an iceberg, but he is unconvincing.

"Thank you, brother pan!" Fu Yun was filled with joy and moved. In her opinion, no matter what the result is, with pan Zhuqing's promise, she will not hesitate to go into the sea of knife and fire.

Pan Zhuqing said faintly, "I'll take you back."

Vice cloud turned his face and pointed to the carriage in the dark corner: "in fact, Yue Yue is waiting for me. She came with me. "

Pan Zhuqing looked in the direction she pointed out. Around the spacious carriage, there were several soldiers with round waist and broad arms, straddling horses and carrying guns, with iron armor scales and tassel guns in their hands, sending out a cold chill under the moonlight. He couldn't help but praise Gong Yueyue. This woman is really very smart. She used to go out. When did she have such a battle? Presumably she also suspected that Fu Yun's disaster that day was not an accident. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "then I'll watch you get on the bus."

The carriage set off slowly under the gaze of Pan Zhuqing, and gradually disappeared into the darkness without seeing any color. But pan Zhuqing still stood in place for a long time.

At the moment, only he knows that he has no rules in his mind to help Fu Yun. But somehow, watching a woman smile with tears because of her words from sorrow to joy, and assured him of her fate, he also had an inexplicable joy.

At this time, Gong Yueyue in the carriage also sincerely praised pan Zhuqing's extraordinary magic: "Wow, pan dashai is powerful. With only a few words of Kung Fu, our worried Fu Meier came back with joy."

Fu Yun is not a pinched girl, happy is happy, that thick smile is always on his lips, unwilling to fade: "he said he would find a way for me."

"I said he had plenty of ideas." Gong Yueyue is proud of his insistence today. If he hadn't pulled Fu Yun out, I'm afraid the girl is still crying in the house“ By the way, did you ask him why the emperor called you into the palace? Do you want you to be queen? "

Fu Yun couldn't laugh or cry. After two words, the smelly girl began to have a serious problem, which can't be cured“ go to hell! You're the queen! Never serious! "

But she still underestimated Gong Yueyue's lower limit of integrity“ I'll try it if I have a chance. Let's have a biography of concubine Gong in the harem. " With that, xiaonizi smiled incomparably“ At that time, the palace will have pan Zhuqing stripped, washed and bound up and sent to you. "

"I'll tell your husband this and let him tear your broken mouth!" Fu Yun, who was ashamed of the other party's unlimited meat words, can only move out Zhao Changyuan to repair her now. No wonder Du ruotong was about to tear her mouth.

But Gong "Queen" didn't care about Fu Yun's warning at all. Instead, she shamelessly patted her face and said with a smile, "it's all right. With your skillful hands, you can certainly help me sew more beautiful than now."

Fu Yun had no choice but to giggle with her playful face. But finally, she thought of the trouble now in front of her: "I really hope my hand is useless now."

Seeing the sad clouds floating on her face, Gong Yue had to smile and said with concern, "what's the matter?"

"The emperor called me into the palace so that I could diagnose and treat his headache."