Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 52

In recent years, the emperor has been close to civil servants to guard against military generals. These **** men have long been suffocated in their hearts. Most of them have straightforward personalities, one does not say two, and the reason they endure to this day is because their admired General Gu warned them to put the country and the people first and put their own honor and disgrace out of their minds.

Now that the prince has gone so far as it is, it is tolerable and unbearable to monitor and suppress the general so far. The military attache present used Jiu Jin to discuss the matter of forming a delegation tomorrow, and Lin Qingyu frowned upon hearing it.

These military attachés seemed to be focused on marching and fighting, and they were not very sensitive to the affairs of the court and did not know how to observe their words and colors. If he rashly remonstrates, I am afraid that he may not be able to speak to the civil servants who are close to the prince.

At this time, Xiao Jie interrupted them and explained the truth in a single word: "But you have quarreled with a civil official, and you have never won a quarrel."

All the generals: "..."

Xiao Jie said again: "Every time you are blushing with rage, your necks are thick, and you can't hold a word for a long time."

Lin Qingyu looked at Gu Fuzhou. This person still didn't say a word, his face was calm, but Lin Qingyu always felt that he wanted to speak very much, and he was almost suffocated.

After a discussion, they finally decided to act according to the opportunity. In short, they must save the general from the fire and water, and return the respect and glory he deserves.

Early the next morning, General Wu dismounted at the gate of the palace, preparing to enter the palace and go to court. He heard someone calling him: "General Wu."

General Wu looked back and found that it was the beauty imperial doctor who had seen him at the Fourth Prince's Mansion yesterday. The beauty imperial physician, wearing an indigo-colored civil official uniform, stood quietly to the side, raising his favor with the civil servants on his own.

General Wu grinned and said, "Doctor Lin is looking for me."

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Will the general speak up for General Gu in the morning?"

"It's necessary." General Wu didn't hesitate, "I have made an appointment with the brothers."

"Then, please remember me. If there is no essay officer, you just have to say, "Then, so what, really? I don't believe it, but I don't listen to you."... These are enough." Lin Qingyu said "Don’t try to reason with them, and don’t care about what they say."

"Then, so, it's true..." General Wu gradually tasted it, his dark face smiled, "Wonderful! It's wonderful! This shouldn't make the old men angry."

Lin Qingyu smiled faintly: "This is what I learned from my late husband. I hope I can help the general."

Except for Gu Fuzhou, the most prestigious among the military attaches is the Duke Wu, who is nearly eighty years old. Duke Wu Guo once saved the life of the first emperor on the battlefield and was awarded the first-class duke. Wu Guogong has been at home for many years. After hearing about Gu Fuzhou's situation in Beijing, he wore the sword bestowed by the first emperor and came back out of the mountain.

Under the leadership of Wu Guogong and General Wu, today's early dynasty is more lively than the market. The civilian officer learned from Tianji Camp last night that the military officer was going to do something, and he was well prepared. As soon as General Wu raised the matter, they began to count Gu Fuzhou's suspicious points.

The war in the northwest was stalemate, and General Gu fought well. He suddenly sent out dozens of memos in a row, asking for "reporting the old and returning home." It would be too trivial. Could it be that the three hundred thousand troops who conquered the west were left alone? He even brought out the secret words of Xixia again, saying that the general was suspected of spreading military secrets. The prince certainly believed in the innocence of General Gu, but in order to block You You's public opinion, Cha still had to check, and let the secret guards of Tianji Camp follow the general at the same time, while also protecting the general's safety in the capital.

The generals do not have the ability to speak, but they are better than their voices. No matter what the ministers say, they will always just use a few short words back and forth. The crown prince’s confidantes said that the sky was falling, their lips were dry and the mouth was dry, and finally they exchanged for the other side's light and fluttering sentence: "Really? I don't believe it."

Asked why General Wu didn't believe him, General Wu said again: "I can't say it, anyway, what you said sounds weird."

The Prime Minister was getting older and he was so proud again. Hearing what General Wu said, he didn't come up in one breath and almost passed by in the hall.

Xiao Teng sat on the Grand Master's chair under the dragon chair, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, his fingertips tapped on the armrests, as if the mountains were about to come and the wind was all over the building. After the prime minister was carried down, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Enough."

Everyone stopped and looked at him together.

Xiao Teng sighed: "This matter, Rong Gu will think twice."

These generals are just straight, not that they are stupid. They all knew that the prince said that he wanted to continue to drag it, and it would be better to drag it until Gu Fuzhou left the capital.

As a result, they quarreled even harder. I was not at ease when I went down, and I went to see the prince one by one. These people have military merits in them. One or two people are nothing. If a dozen or so of them are united, Xiao Teng is inconvenient to rebuke, and can only avoid it. Upon seeing this, the military attache divided into two groups. One group wrote a memorandum for the prince; the other group played tricks commonly used by civil servants and knelt at the gate of the Palace of Qinzheng, claiming that they could not be summoned by the prince.

The chaos in the palace turned into a pot of porridge, but General Gu’s mansion was a scene of tranquility and stability in the world.

The lotus wind sends incense and the bamboo dew sounds clear. There are two sun loungers by the pond, and an awning stands behind the sun loungers. When Lin Qingyu came to deliver medicine to Gu Fuzhou, Gu Fuzhou was holding a fishing rod, lying on a sun lounger to fish, and beside his hand was the iced red tilapia that had just been fished out of the well water.

"Doctor Lin." Gu Fuzhou took the straw hat from the other recliner, "It's very hot on the road, sit down and eat fruit."

Lin Qingyu looked at the crystal clear drops of water on the red tie, twisted one, and said: "My short-lived husband, like the general, loves eating iced things in summer."

Gu Fuzhou's cheek stopped.

Lin Qingyu pretended not to see it, and then said: "Unfortunately, he is weak and can't eat ice. Last year, he ate a few more red teas, so he couldn't afford to get sick and almost lost his life."

Gu Fuzhou laughed softly: "This...it's a bit miserable."

"If there is an afterlife, he has a healthy body, and I don't know if he will eat a few more iced reds in the summer to relieve his greed."

"That must be possible." Gu Fuzhou said, "I said that the more he lacks, the more he wants. Maybe after he reincarnated in reincarnation, he would eat the things he couldn't eat before, and finally eat it."

In this way, he seemed to understand why Gu Fuzhou insisted on seeing him lift the stone lock.

……Silly.

Lin Qingyu watched Gu Fuzhou eating one bite one by one, and said, "Eating fruit at night makes you fat. General Gu will have to double the time to practice today."

Gu Fuzhou was a little withered when he heard these words: "I'm practicing. Fishing is also a sport."

"Did you move."

Gu Fuzhou rolled his wrist: "I moved."

Lin Qingyu warned: "Thirty-year-olds are no more young than teenagers. If they don't control it, they will gain weight. With the figure of a general, if the muscles of this body become fat, are you not afraid that you will not be able to marry your wife in the future."

Gu Fuzhou was silent for a long time, covering his face with his hands, and said in pain, "Doctor Lin, don't say anything. I'll go lift the iron later."

As the two talked, the fishing rod shook. Gu Fuzhou's eyes lit up and he skillfully pulled the pole. "I used to not understand why my father likes fishing so much, but now I suddenly understand." Gu Fuzhou sighed, "It's not much more fun than Cuju Polo, and it won't be tired."

Lin Qingyu asked: "The general has no father or mother since he was a child, so where is his father?"

Gu Fuzhou smiled unpredictably: "What do you think."

Lin Qingyu said lightly: "I won't say."

"Of course it is my adoptive father, your father."

Lin Qingyu nodded in cooperation: "My father really likes fishing."

Lin Qingyu watched Gu Fuzhou spend a long time fishing for a little loach, and got up to say goodbye: "Wait for the general, but there are so many things, you can come to my house to pay homage to my deceased husband."

Gu Fuzhou's eyes were brighter than when a fish was hooked: "Okay."

The military commander had been arguing for two days, but Xiao Teng had not yet let go. It can be seen that in the future, he will be a solemn, dictatorial monarch. This matter has been separated from the question of whether to withdraw the guards around Gu Fuzhou, and it has become a matter for all military commanders in the DPRK. Xiao Teng dared to make such a ruthless decision if he was only a prince, and their generals would not have any good fruits when they became the throne in the future.

Lin Qingyu passed by the Palace of Qinzheng from a distance, and saw a large group of people surrounded by the door. No matter how tough Xiao Teng is, he won't be able to hold it for long.

When the duty was over, Lin Qingyu went directly to the Imperial Medical Office. Since his father was demoted and Gu Fuzhou was investigated, many people in the Taiyuan Hospital saw him openly and delicately. They used to talk in private, but now they talk loudly in front of him. Fortunately, they didn't have the guts to do something, Lin Qingyu only treated them as if they didn't exist.

Under the guidance of the Nanjiang genius doctor, Lin Qingyu has already begun to practice some simple Gu. He stayed in Qiancaotang until late at night, and suddenly heard the sound of the medicine cabinet pulling open, and vaguely guessed who it was. He took the candlestick and looked for it, but he didn't expect it.

"Shen Shiwei."

When Shen Huai saw him, he subconsciously put his hands behind him, his eyes drifted: "Doctor Lin."

Lin Qingyu looked at him up and down: "Are you injured again?"

There was a strange expression on Shen Huai's face: "No."

"What did you come to Qiancaotang for without you."

For the secret guards of Tianjiying, injuries are commonplace. Most of Shen Huai's tasks need to be carried out in secret. Sometimes it is inconvenient to see an imperial doctor, so he will come to the imperial doctor's office to get some medicine for trauma. Having said that, Lin Qingyu didn't know anyone else except Shen Huaizhi, who could freely enter and leave the Imperial Medical Office. It is said that this is a privilege given to him by the prince.

Shen Huaizhi hesitated and couldn't speak. Lin Qingyu spread her hand in front of him: "Take it out."

Shen Huai Consciousness: "..."

Strangely speaking, Lin Qingyu was obviously just a great doctor, and he didn't have martial arts close to him, so he couldn't bear even a palm. But standing in front of him, being watched by his cold-bladed gaze, he silently took out the things.

That is a small pot of ointment. Lin Qingyu knew where to use this ointment just by smelling it.

Lin Qingyu stepped forward and pulled off Shen Huai's collar. Seeing that his collarbone was covered with red marks, he said coldly: "He is so rude to you on the bed?"

Shen Huai stepped back two steps, covered his neck, flushed, "Doctor Lin...!"

"Come here." Lin Qingyu returned to her position and took out a silver needle from the medical box, "Give it to me."

Shen Huai stretched out his hand because he didn't know what to do. Lin Qingyu pierced the fingertips of Shen Huai Consciousness with the silver needle, and the bright red blood poured into the Gu plate. Lin Qingyu observed for a moment, and said in surprise: "You don't even have Zhonggu."

Shen Huai asked: "Why does Madam Lin think that I have a Gu?"

"The prince is so to you, you are still devoted to the prince, and your love is deep and righteous. Apart from the infatuation in your body, I can't think of any other reasons."

Shen Huai smiled bitterly: "Doctor Lin, why do you always...not look down on me."

Lin Qingyu looked at him: "It's not that I don't look down on you, but you don't look down on yourself."