Seiwa

As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a cure.

Meng Qinghe didn't know how to see, hear, ask and ask, but he had dealt with many imperial physicians in the imperial hospital, and it was easy to see that Meng Qingyi's health was very bad.

They live with nomadic tribes, do the most tiring work, eat the least food, and eat every meal when they are hungry. Most of the time they sleep in the livestock pen.

Such a day, hard man can't stand it.

No wonder Meng Qingyi is so old, and Li Zhinian is like an old man in half a century.Even if he has no memory, Meng Qinghe can still learn from Meng Qingjiangkou that Meng Qingyi 11 years ago was one of the best men in Mengjiatun, and he is by no means what he is now.

Meng Qingyi did not have a household registration, so Meng Qinghe invited the imperial physician in his own name to diagnose and treat Meng Qingyi.

"You don't need to be so troublesome." Meng Qingyi said, "My own body knows about my old illness of more than ten years."

But Meng Qinghe insisted, "When Brother Nine arrives in the capital, I will leave everything to my younger brother."

Taking care of the body does not happen overnight, no matter what, Meng Qingyi's legs should look good.

Zhao Yuansan was called to the palace to check the Queen's pulse. Physician Liu and Meng Qinghe were old acquaintances and knew Meng Qinghe's old illness very well. He accepted the post and explained to the doctors on duty. Arrived at the government office.

Uncle Xingning invited someone, but he went to the Duke's mansion to see a doctor.

There are too many times, and as time goes by, things that should be strange have become common in the eyes of most people.

Once someone raises a question, it will cause others to stare blankly.

Ding Guogong and Xingning Bo are close friends, don't think about it!

In fact, truth is often in the hands of a few.

Zhao Yuanpan and Liu Taiyi are the people who are the closest to the truth, but these two are old people, and they both know that it is not easy to stand in a team of a few people. As long as the emperor does not speak, he must be confused when he should be confused.

When they arrived at Duke Dingguo's mansion, with family members leading the way, Imperial Physician Liu went all the way unhindered and arrived at the Three Halls.

Meng Qingyi was invited from the guest room to the west wing.

After Shen Xuan knew his identity, Meng Qinghe proposed to return to the uncle's mansion, but was rejected on the spot.

"Twelve Lang's brother is my brother."

In the vernacular, my brother-in-law is here, why go back to the uncle's house?Live in the Duke's Mansion!

The words of the Duke of the country cannot be doubted.

Uncle Meng touched his nose and swallowed back the words he had prepared.

Opposition is useless, and it is useless to struggle any longer, so why bother.

Meng Qingjiang didn't think much about it, but Meng Qingyi was fidgeting and living like a year.It's a pity that no one answered his doubts, and he couldn't ask questions straight away, so he could only continue to hold back uncomfortably.

After entering the West Chamber of the third hall, seeing Meng Qinghe, Imperial Physician Liu cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Uncle."

Meng Qinghe hurriedly stood up and returned the salute, "How is Imperial Physician Liu always? I haven't seen him for a few days, and he is getting tougher."

"Auspicious words from uncle." Imperial Physician Liu said with a smile, "My old man sees that uncle looks good, did you take the medicine on time?"

"nature."

The body is their own, Meng Qing and Wan dare not be careless.The old illness has not healed for a long time, and he is more anxious than anyone else.But today, doctor Liu was invited to come to check his pulse.

"Today I invited Imperial Physician Liu to come over to treat my brother."

Imperial Physician Liu paused slightly, brother, not clan brother?It is said that Xingningbo's father and brother were all killed by Tartars, where is his brother?

Meng Qingyi didn't make a sound until Meng Qinghe mentioned him, then he raised his head and bowed to Imperial Physician Liu.

"This..." After just one glance, Imperial Physician Liu frowned.Even Meng Qinghe could find something wrong, so naturally he couldn't escape his eyes.

Without further words, without further investigating Meng Qingyi's identity, he immediately said, "Sit down quickly."

Meng Qingjiang looked at Meng Qinghe and saw him nodding, so he sat down obediently and stretched out his left hand.

Physician Liu put two fingers on Meng Qingyi's wrist, eyes slightly closed, pondered for a long time, and his expression became more solemn.

"Switch another hand."

The pulse diagnosis took longer than expected.

Meng Qinghe didn't dare to disturb, and reminded the doctor carrying the medicine box in a low voice, "My elder brother has a disease in his right leg, please remind Imperial Physician Liu."

"Uncle, don't worry."

The doctor was a little apprehensive. It wasn't the first time he saw Meng Qinghe, but it was the first time he spoke to him.In my impression, Uncle Xingning was deeply favored by the emperor, not to mention arrogant and domineering, he shouldn't be so approachable.

Zhao Yuan sentenced, now he should be called Zhao Yuan Envoy, and the doctors following Zhao Yuan Envoy once said that Uncle Xingning was kind, but he still didn't believe it, so he scoffed.How can he be so kind if he can be majestic in the court and make many speech officials avoid him in fear?

Now that I think about it, it's really a rumor!

After half a stick of incense time, Imperial Physician Liu took a closer look at Meng Qingyi's limping right leg, took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from the medicine box, applied medicine to Meng Qingyi's swollen knee, and said: "The bone was broken, I didn't pick it up. Well, I have gout again, although it can be cured, it is impossible for me to behave like a normal person.”

After hearing what Imperial Physician Liu said, Meng Qinghe was inevitably a little disappointed.Meng Qingyi's expression was normal, he had been lame for ten years, and there was never a time when he was not in pain all year round.The wind and snow made him so painful that he wanted to cut off his leg.Although it cannot be cured, it can alleviate the pain, which is an unexpected joy.

"Twelve Lang, for my brother's leg, as long as he can walk."

Meng Qinghe didn't speak, but Imperial Physician Liu was dissatisfied, "Your Majesty, don't you believe in the old man's medical skills? Although you can't run and jump like ordinary people, you can guarantee that you can walk as usual in the next few decades. As long as you persist in taking medicine, you will not make mistakes. It can also be reduced year by year."

"That's true!" Meng Qinghe hurriedly said, "I know better than anyone else the medical skills of Imperial Physician Liu! My brother is overjoyed and can't speak. Don't be offended."

Uncle Meng lowered his posture, and Imperial Physician Liu was not really annoyed, he quickly put the "non-speaking" master aside, and gathered to discuss how to arrange daily meals and medication.

Meng Qing said: "As the old saying goes, what you eat will make up for you. My brother's bone is broken. How about drinking bone soup every day?"

Imperial Physician Liu nodded and twisted his beard, "There is some truth."

Meng Qinghe's eyes lit up, "Your health is poor, should you eat more meat? Trade cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks?"

Imperial Physician Liu held his bearded hand for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Ling is fine, Uncle is not. Uncle is taking medicine, he should follow the doctor's advice and avoid too much meat."

Uncle Meng: "..." Does he look like a greedy person?Although the amount of meat consumed in the Duke's Mansion is amazing, most of it went into the mouth of the second generation Hou!But can he explain it that way?Obviously not.

Soon, Imperial Physician Liu's prescription was completed, and Meng Qingyi's daily meal list was also set.

Meng Qingyi didn't go to school, so he still knows a lot of characters.Looking at the long list on the list, down to the details of what to eat for each meal, every meal is not the same, I am really dizzy and dizzy.

At this moment, he just realized the fact that Twelve Lang has become a high-ranking official and honorable man, and he has also become an out-and-out rich man!

After sending away Imperial Physician Liu, the dining room of the Duke's Mansion came to get the list, and Meng Qinghe urged him to prepare according to the list.

Meng Qingyi wanted to say that in other people's homes, at least be restrained.

"My brother knows that Twelve Lang has good intentions, but it's a little too much."

Meng Qinghe didn't seem to understand what Meng Qingyi really wanted to express, so he waved his hand with pride, "Ninth Brother, don't worry, our family is not short of money! One meal, one sheep, two chickens, we can still eat!"

Our family?

Talk about our family in the Duke's Mansion?

Meng Qingyi felt that he shouldn't think too much about it, but Twelve Lang doesn't live in the uncle's mansion, he lives in the Duke's mansion.Don't live in the guest room, but live in the East Wing of the Three Halls.The food and supplies are the same as Duke Ding's, and the attitude of the Duke's mansion towards him is also extremely respectful.

Could it be...

"Twelve Langs," Meng Qingyi straightened his expression, and said seriously, "Could it be that you and Ding Guogong were married and married?"

Meng Qinghe had just poured a cup of hot tea, and when he heard this, he turned his head in surprise, "Why would Brother Jiu think so?"

"Isn't it a kiss?"

"No."

"That shouldn't be so casual..."

"Ninth brother," Meng Qinghe put down the teacup, anyway, he will say it sooner or later, so he just made it clear to save trouble in the future, "My younger brother and Duke Ding have not married, but they have married."

What? !

Meng Qingyi thought he had heard wrong.

To emphasize the facts, Meng Qinghe added: "Mother also knows about this matter."

Mother also know?

After making sure that Meng Qinghe wasn't joking, Meng Qingyi's mind buzzed, and his whole body was petrified.

How do you say this, how could Twelve Lang get married with a man? !

"Is Twelve Lang a last resort?"

"Brother is willing."

"Can……"

"Ninth brother," Meng Qinghe's expression suddenly changed, and his face was full of melancholy, "Actually, the thing is like this..."

After listening to Meng Qinghe's explanation, Meng Qingyi was instantly struck by lightning.

Twelve Lang, can't you?

Duke Ding, can't you?

The two are close friends, so what's the matter?

From petrification to cracking, and then to shattering into slag, Meng Qingyi's mind was emptied, his three views were refreshed, and he opened and closed his mouth several times, but he couldn't make a single sound.

Too much shock, so that the anger and grief have no strength.What's more, what position does he have to reprimand Twelve Lang?

Twelve Lang was injured at the frontier, which damaged his foundation.In the final analysis, it is not for the family!Although it was a little shocking, but his mother didn't stop him, so he could put on his brother's face to reprimand and preach?

Shocked, dazed, followed by overwhelming guilt and heartache, as well as deep hatred for Meng Guangxiao and Meng Qinghai and his son.If it weren't for them, my father and brother would not have died in vain, I would not have lived outside the Great Wall for eleven years, and Twelve Lang would not have been forced to join the army!

Twelve Lang must be even more uncomfortable when encountering such a thing!Compared with Twelve Lang, what he suffered in the frontier fortress is nothing!

"Twelve Lang, I'm sorry for you!" Meng Qingyi thumped his chest and his right leg hard, his eyes turned red, "It's Brother Nine who is useless!"

Meng Qinghe was taken aback. When he confessed, many possibilities flashed through his mind, and he was ready to be scolded, but Meng Qingyi had this kind of reaction.Is there something wrong with the way he speaks, or is Meng Qingyi listening the wrong way?

"Ninth brother, don't be like this, you just took the medicine!"

Stopping Meng Qingyi from hurting himself, Meng Qinghe didn't know what to say.He felt ashamed, but more moved.Meng Qingyi really loved his younger brother, even if he was so shocking, he couldn't bear to criticize him harshly, instead he took the responsibility on himself.

"Twelve Lang, are you really willing to be like Duke Ding? If not..."

Halfway through the conversation, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Shen Xuan was standing by the door in court attire, eight-beam crown, sable towel, gold belt and jade, ribbon with four-color flower brocade, toga with big sleeves, while walking, slim Tall and straight, after standing still, it is as stable as a mountain.

Walking into the wing room, Shen Xuan said solemnly: "Brother, I have married Twelve Langs and made a covenant for this life. The phoenix is ​​the alliance, and the heaven and the earth are the witnesses!"

With a deep voice, a jade-like face, dark eyebrows, and a tangible evil spirit diffused in the air.

Meng Qingyi shivered.Even the murderous Tartars are not as scary as this.Twelve Lang, want to spend the rest of his life with him?Really willing, not forced?

Having not heard Shen Xuan say such words for a long time, Meng Qinghe felt a little awkward, pinched his ear, it was hot, it must be red.

Meng Qingyi's petrification and others were even more powerful, and he really didn't know how to react.

Listen to Duke Ding's tone, there is no room for turning around this matter.No matter who it is, it can't affect his decision.

In that case, why not have a lively wedding?He had to give himself two slaps first to clear his head, but that's all he did, but he didn't understand it, it wasn't a problem.

Meng Qingyi was very distressed, and was so distressed that he completely ignored the evil spirit emanating from Duke Ding.

Is this brother-in-law or sister-in-law?

Neither seems to be suitable.

In Meng Qingyi's distress, Meng Qinghe had already poured Shen Xuan a cup of hot tea.The Grand Duke came back at this hour, apparently because he was left by the emperor to work overtime after retiring from the court, so he probably didn't get a meal.

Shen Xuan took the teacup, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, his fingers brushed the back of Meng Qinghe's hand, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and his eyes rolled.

Meng Twelve Lang got used to it, he didn't feel anything, at most he was dazed for a few seconds, his heart beat faster.

However, Meng Qingyi blushed for a while, and after a few times of psychological training, he finally said: "Twelve Lang, although you and the Duke of the State can't do it publicly, the genealogy is going to be published."

An ancestral hall must be opened for the genealogy. Even if it is not polite, it is the most reliable guarantee.If two people want to live a lifetime, this step must be taken.If Duke Ding does not agree...Meng Qingyi clenched his fists tightly, desperately trying to persuade Twelve Lang to turn around.

However, in the case of Twelfth Lang and Duke Guo, should I go to the Meng family or the Shen family?

Hearing Meng Qingyi's words, the coldness in Shen Xuan's eyes eased a little, Meng Qinghe scratched his chin, and said: "Ninth brother, Duke Guo is the adopted son, I have been given a surname by the emperor."

In short, they are all under the control of the clan government.If you go to the genealogy, you will definitely ask the emperor to nod.

The emperor bestowed a surname?

Could it be that even the emperor knew about this? !

As soon as these words came out, Meng Qingyi failed to petrify, but directly flew into the sky.

Wenhua Palace, Dongnuang Pavilion

A map covering the entire Daming, covering half of the bluestone brick floor.

Zhu Zhanhe squatted beside the map, propping his chin with two chubby little hands, dressed in a bright red Panlong uniform, and remained silent for a long time.

Zhu Zhanji sat cross-legged beside Zhu Zhanhe, with a booklet spread on his lap. Every time he turned a page, he compared it with the map to find the corresponding state capital. He kept recording in his hands. Soon, his fingers and arms began to Sour.

The eunuchs and courtiers serving the two stood aside, holding pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as snacks and hot soup, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

There is no incense in the warm pavilion, only a faint fruity aroma and the sweet aroma of pastries.

After a while, Zhu Zhanhe said, "Brother Wang."

"kindness?"

"I want to leave the palace."

Zhu Zhanji paused, and the thick black ink spots blurred, declaring this page invalid.

"Why?"

"Less insurance for a few days to teach in the palace in the future."

Zhu Zhanhe raised his head, not hiding his purpose of leaving the palace.Since Zhu Zhanji was taught by Zhu Di, the cousins ​​are much closer than before.

"Shaobao is a relapse of an old illness." Zhu Zhanji put down his pen, and immediately a eunuch gave him a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands. "The imperial grandfather also said, don't bother me these days."

"But I want to see Shaobao, and I want to know if Shaobao's old disease is cured. If Shaobao refuses to take the medicine, the disease will not recover quickly. If Shaobao refuses to take the medicine, the envoy Zhao can help Shaobao Needle."

Zhu Zhanji: "..." If this is the case, Uncle Xingning may not be happy to see Wang Di.

Zhu Zhanhe was tired from squatting, so he just sat down, "Last time, Shaobao said that there are fish bigger than houses in the sea, and there are countless grains that can live on in the land across the sea, and there are all kinds of rare birds and animals. Brother Wang Do you also want to listen to Shao Bao's lecture?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded. For this reason, he was fighting with the emperor's grandfather.

"Shaobao is sick and cannot enter the palace. As a disciple, he should go to see him."

Zhu Zhanhe seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly put his hands on the ground, stood up, patted the hem of his robe, and said, "I'm going to see the emperor's grandfather!"

In other words, he ran out of the warm pavilion.

The eunuch who waited on him followed immediately, "My lord, slow down."

Zhu Zhanji looked down at the booklet in his hand, and tore off the stained page, "Ban Wang."

"The servant is here."

"Clean up, Gu also goes to see the emperor's grandfather."

"Yes."

In the West Nuan Pavilion of Fengtian Hall, Zhu Di flipped over the note handed over by Jin Yiwei, his expression getting colder.

Not long after, I spread out the yellow silk, picked up the pen, and dropped it heavily.

"Call Guizhou to guard Zhenyuan Hou Gucheng to return to Beijing, and the commander of the capital Xue Gui will serve as the governor of the Chinese army and guard Guizhou."

"Changed Guangxi Chief Secretary Right Counselor Xie Jin to Jiaozhi Chief Secretary Right Counselor."

"Add the king of Han, and the salary of King Zhao to ten thousand shi."

"Professor Ji Shan of Naping Wang's Mansion went to the capital. Then the guards of the Prince's Mansion were demolished, no sergeants were left, only a hundred school lieutenants remained, and all the officers and troops were transferred to the border defense."

When Zhu Zhanhe asked for a meeting, he happened to meet Zheng He who had just walked out of the warm pavilion.

"I have seen the prince."

Zheng He saluted and announced outside the hall.

Soon, Emperor Yong Le's voice sounded in the hall, Zhu Zhanhe thanked Zheng He, Zheng He hurriedly said: "You can't be a slave! Your son, go in quickly."

Just as Zhu Zhanhe entered the Nuan Pavilion with his front foot, Zhu Zhanji led someone over with his back foot.

Zheng He squinted his eyes, and there was no clue on his smiling face, but he didn't report to Emperor Yongle as before, but hurried to Wenyuan Pavilion with the yellow silk.