The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

It can be said that Zhang Tingyu was indeed a ruthless person.

Asking for sick leave is always an excuse made up casually, but he is different. If he is to act, he has to do it completely. Only 99% of it is true and 1% of it is a lie can it be easier to deceive others.

So he really made himself sick. Taking a cold shower was child's play for him. He also ate a bunch of weird things and successfully made himself swollen like a pig's head.

The imperial physicians who came on imperial orders shook their heads after seeing Mr. Zhang's current "miserable condition"; it didn't look like an allergy, but more like he had been put in a sack and beaten.

Zhang Tingyu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he could only utter a few words with difficulty through his plump, sausage-like mouth. The imperial physician who was taking his pulse thought of all the sad things in his life in an instant, and then he forced himself to stop laughing.

Zhang Tingyu felt numb after having his pulse taken.

If you really want to laugh, just laugh, but don't pinch my arm!

Anyway, in the end, he obediently drank the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician, and every two days when it was late at night, he would torture himself again.

After several rounds, the Imperial Hospital held a secret meeting in private. They all suspected that Zhang Tingyu might have provoked some dirty tricks.

There was even an old doctor who secretly hinted to him that he should find a shaman to take a look, as it was not a good thing to keep having the symptoms recurring like this.

After Zhang Tingyu tested the wind direction outside and found nothing wrong, he was able to rest and recuperate. He returned to the court after a while.

He thought that his illness was so serious this time that even if the emperor was extremely cruel, he would not allow him to continue teaching Princess Longyue, right?

Fat Orange also felt a little guilty about this.

After all, Zhang Tingyu had always been in good health, but he almost lost his life just by being a teacher to his daughter for a while.

Although there seems to be no direct causal relationship, Zhang Tingyu is still a rare minister, and one dare not gamble with him.

Zhang Tingyu had just returned to work for two days when he was shocked again by a piece of news from his boss.

The Emperor wants to choose a husband for Princess Longyue!!

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said publicly, but Zhang Tingyu is his "confidant", so it is reasonable to ask him for advice~~

Fat Orange was counting on his abacus with a crackling sound, but after listening to it, Zhang Tingyu felt as if his calf was cramping and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

It’s over, this vacation was too short and I came back too early!

Judging from Princess Longyue's restless nature, it seems she is not the type to marry peacefully. It would be better to hope that the Fourth Prince, who married far away, will have children soon than to expect her to take care of the husband and children!

As a result, something even more frightening happened immediately afterwards.

Before he could finish his words, Princess Longyue showed up. Not only did the emperor not blame her for entering without notifying anyone, he even brought up the matter of choosing a husband with her directly.

For a moment, Zhang Tingyu even thought about which stool he should hide under in case of emergency.

Princess Longyue came forward with a smile.

"The Emperor will definitely not fool his son so easily."

"I don't have high requirements. I want someone with a gentle personality, good looks, a pleasant voice, and a clean reputation. Most importantly, she must be in good health. I don't want someone who is sick and unlucky."

After listening to this, Su Peisheng couldn't help but admire Princess Longyue's character, which was absolutely unique in the harem. Look how righteous she was, isn't this request too high?

The hedgehog touched his own children and they were all smooth. Fat Orange didn't think Longyue's request was too high. He nodded repeatedly and said yes. Then he added a few more requirements for his son-in-law, such as handsome appearance, both civil and military talents, and considerate personality...

Su Peisheng thought that those who knew were choosing a son-in-law, while those who didn't would think that the father and daughter were performing some mysterious ritual to the turtle in the wishing well.

Bastard... Oh no, it's Zhang Tingyu. He felt the cold sweat was about to flow down his forehead.

What a touching scene of loving father and filial daughter. Why does he feel so uneasy? His danger warning radar is almost going off!

Either Princess Longyue ate something wrong and her temper changed, or she just wanted to make a big fuss!

The father and daughter of the royal family were discussing in a harmonious atmosphere a candidate who was so perfect that he seemed to not exist. Those words went in Zhang Tingyu's left ear and quickly out of his right ear. He was only concentrating on thinking that allergies could not be used all the time. Is there any other way to take sick leave without turning it into bereavement leave?

……

"Crunch, crunch," Jinghe bit the peach in her hand, and the sound was extremely crisp.

Wen Yi reached out and patted Jinghe on the head, "Stop making noise, keep your voice down, and don't disturb the sisters from discussing important matters."

Jinghe's little face was pressed against the peach unexpectedly. She was stunned for a moment and then stuck out her tongue.

It sounds great, but what big deal could there be in discussing important matters? In the eyes of the second sister, the most lively things in the world are the most important, and anything that can entertain her is a big deal.

I am not a three-year-old child anymore. How can I be fooled as easily as before? She is five years old now!

"Although it sounds interesting, isn't it a bit immoral? After all, Third Brother has been quite good to us..."

Longyue threw a peach upwards and caught it, then said to Wen Yi in a sarcastic tone with a forced smile.

"Please put away your 'kindness'. He is indeed a good brother, but that's all he is."

"Whenever I think about how the future of our world will depend on his 'clever' brain, I feel hopeless and dark."

"Jinghe, do you think what my sister said is right?"

When her name was suddenly called, Jinghe hadn't even chewed the peach flesh in her mouth yet, and she answered vaguely. Her little mouth, which smelled of peach, opened, but the words that came out sounded like they were poisoned.

"Third brother is so stupid, I'm scared! I have that big idiot phobia that Third sister talked about!"

Wen Yi held his forehead and sighed. What did this have to do with anything? It was obvious that the child had been influenced by Longyue a lot. When she spoke, her words were so choking that it could make people choke. She didn't look like her gentle mother at all.

And her gentle mother was sitting next to Zhen Huan at this moment, trying to defend Longyue.

"I feel relieved to have Longyue with Jinghe. No matter what, Longyue is a person who will not suffer any loss. It is always good for a girl to be tough."

Zhen Huan felt her cheeks getting hot and she felt a little embarrassed for some reason. It was true that Longyue would eat anything and never suffer any loss, but no one knows a daughter better than her mother. Whether it was from her sensitive sense of smell or the mother-daughter connection in a certain sense, she could sense that Longyue seemed to have some thoughts that could not be easily expressed.

I don’t know if Sister Mei will still be able to sit calmly and praise Longyue like she is now when she knows all this one day in the future.

Well, I should tell Jinxi to move all the lethal items in the house to the warehouse later.