After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

"Now that the brain lesion has been removed, he can grow slowly through learning, thinking, and observation. He won't be completely healed all at once."

Fang Nanzhi understood immediately.

The therapeutic effect of acupuncture on my second uncle is only auxiliary. Whether he will become smarter in the future depends on himself.

She lowered her head again, not knowing whether this was good news or bad news.

Fang Tong sat and slept for an hour, then woke up. When he opened his eyes, his whole body felt numb.

Fang Nanzhi had finished today's lessons. It was rare that she didn't review or preview, so she ran to find Shi Junyan.

Mr. Zhou waved to Fang Tong and invited him to have tea together.

Fang Tong grinned and stretched out his arms and legs before going over.

In the yard, Shi Junyan was bathing the foal. Fang Nanzhi insisted on helping, and ended up pouring a bucket of water on him. Not only did the horse get wet, but Shi Junyan was also splashed with water.

His stern face was a little dark.

The little girl quickly put down the scoop, checked her fingers, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I used too much force."

Shi Junyan felt that he was an adult and would not bother with the little girl, so he turned and left.

When he came out after changing his clothes, the little girl was wiping the horse's head with a towel.

The foal snorted and leaned its head into Fang Nanzhi's arms.

Shi Junyan looked at it for a while before speaking: "What's the matter?"

He knew that this girl was very busy. She usually came to him for acupuncture or...

Wait, his back tightened. Wasn't he already proficient in acupuncture? Was he still in need of practice?

"Shi Junyan, do you know what kind of person General Meng Yi is?" Fang Nanzhi was young and didn't know how to be tactful, so he went straight to the point.

She knew that her brother had inquired about General Meng.

But that's just on the surface, outsiders know that people are hypocritical.

For example, Fang Jin, who had a good reputation in the past and was a generous and reasonable scholar, secretly exploited his two younger brothers and deceived his parents. He had a black heart.

Therefore, Meng Yi’s personality and style of doing things are what are important.

These things were beyond the reach of ordinary people like them, but she inexplicably felt that Shi Junyan knew.

"Loyal to the emperor, affectionate, generous, and protective." Shi Junyan gave just eight words.

The little girl understood and nodded.

She squatted down with her chin supported, and touched the horse's head with one hand.

Still sighed.

Shi Junyan squatted down like her, and the two of them stayed like that without saying anything else.

Finally, Fang Nanzhi's legs became numb and he sat down on the ground.

Shi Junyan looked at her grinning and rubbing her butt, then he smiled.

The father and daughter left around noon.

When they went out in carriage, they happened to see a car parked in front of Zhou's house.

After informing the servants, Prince Qingmin and the others hurried in.

Fang Nanzhi took a curious look. It was the first time she saw the prince so anxious.

At the same time, at the Prince's Mansion.

The prince was carried to the main hall by servants in a sedan chair.

He was moved to the main seat again.

The Prince of Ning, Qingyao, raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. He had heard in the capital that Prince Deyi was ill, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Is it because he is unable to walk?

He stood up and saluted: "Hello, uncle. It has been many years since we last met. My father missed me very much and asked me to give you his regards when he knew I was traveling to Huai'an Prefecture."

Prince Ning is the current brother. Although they have the same father but different mothers, they have a close relationship, so he was given the title of prince.

The Prince of Deyi was the son of the late emperor's half-brother, so their relationship was neither distant nor close. Although he and the Prince of Ning were cousins, they had only met two or three times.

There is no other reason. After being crowned king, the prince cannot leave his fiefdom at will.

On the other hand, Prince Ning, although he has a fiefdom, has a good relationship with His Majesty and is cared for by the Empress Dowager, so he can stay in the capital for a long time.

When he was young, Prince Deyi went to Beijing to celebrate the birthday of His Majesty or the Queen Mother, and met Prince Ning several times.

Prince Ning was surrounded by people praising him, and he, a small prince with little real power and almost forgotten by the royal family, could not even get into the group.

Yes, everyone thinks that the royal family enjoys the respect of the world, but there are also internal struggles.

Only a few people at the center of power can really have a say.

If his descendants in Prince Deyi's mansion remain mediocre, within two generations, they will lose their title of prince and will become increasingly marginalized.

For example, Liu Bei of the Three Kingdoms.

Ahem, Prince Deyi regained his composure and raised his hand with a gracious expression, "No need to be so polite. My nephew has come from afar, so it's fitting that I, as his uncle, entertain him. Why are you still handing me a visiting card? It's really too formal."

"I wonder where Brother Yao is staying? Have someone pack up your things and stay at the Prince's Mansion for a while. It just so happens that your cousin has nothing to do recently, so you two brothers should get close to each other."

He was warm and friendly, and Qingyao's face also showed a bit of respect for his junior.

"Thank you for your care, uncle. However, I have a lot to learn during my travels. He is still ill, so how can I bother him any further?"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a long time but didn't get to the point.

The prince cursed the boy inwardly for being so cunning, but he also realized something was wrong and asked a servant beside him, "Where is the prince?"

In such an occasion, it would obviously be more appropriate for Qing Min to speak out.

After all, they are of the same generation.

The servant bowed his head and replied, "The prince went out earlier and said he would be back for lunch at noon."

The prince frowned slightly, then smiled again: "I wonder what your cousin is busy with now. At his age, he is not as safe as Yao Ge'er."

Qingyao quickly said politely, "Uncle, you're joking. My cousin has serious business, unlike me, who is just traveling for leisure. I don't want to bother him."

This is a very well said thing.

Although Qing Min is the prince of a county, he has no real power and no official position. What can he be busy with?

Qingyao, on the other hand, still holds the position of Langzhong in the Ministry of Rites.

So the prince listened and felt that the other party was mocking his son.

He was dissatisfied with his son and displeased with Qingyao.

So he stopped talking, picked up the teacup and sipped the tea carefully.

The main hall fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little strange, as if they were playing a chess game.

Qingyao, young and energetic, spoke first: "I heard that my uncle is seriously ill, and that it was Dr. Zhou, the retired imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital, who treated you?"

"My mother had a headache before, and it was thanks to the medicated plaster prepared by the old imperial physician Zhou that she recovered. I am very grateful for this kindness."

"I wonder where the old imperial physician Zhou lives now. I want to go and pay him a visit."

He spoke modestly, but the prince didn't believe a word he said.

He knew very well the attitude of the princes and nobles in the capital towards the imperial physician.

He would not deliberately offend the imperial physicians, but he felt superior to them in his heart, thinking that they were just doctors who could be hired for some consultation fees.

Gratitude for the kindness of Dr. Zhou? Impossible.

As for not knowing where Zhou’s hometown is, that is even more nonsense.

Even the fact that Mr. Zhou treated him was found out, what else is there that he doesn’t know?

The prince put down his teacup and followed suit, saying, "Indeed, Dr. Zhou is a highly skilled physician. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to see my nephew."

Qingyao acted surprised.