Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 666 Returning to Beijing ([-])

Xin Yi was surprised, "It's no wonder."

When she received Bai Xiaosheng's letter back then, she also passed through the Buddhist altar of Daxiangguo Temple, and Fu Jiuqu even sent a special person to guard it.

"What is the other party's purpose in impersonating Bai Xiaosheng?"

Xin Yi asked the question in his heart, and then stared at Fu Jiuqu seriously, "Yi Chuan shouldn't make a special trip just for this matter."

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a moment.

"When Bao Zheng was in charge of affairs in the Privy Council, he suddenly fell ill..."

Xin Yi was taken aback.

Stare into Fu Jiuqu's eyes.

"This year is..."

"Seven years of Jiayou."

Xin Yi pinched his fingers, then suddenly went to the head of the bed, and took out the "Summary of Major Events" written by himself from a box to read.

When she first came here, she remembered most of the things clearly.But after a long time, many people, many things, clues, and stories became blurred. She was afraid that one day she would completely forget, so she wrote down what she knew in the "Brief Summary" booklet, like writing a story. Yes, I thought of adding one more thing.

"It's over!"

Xin Yi's hands trembled, and he looked up at Fu Jiuqu.

"Master Bao is going to have an accident..."

After a brief stop at night for supplies, the big ship continued to head for Bianjing, much faster than when it departed from Nanjing...

May is the busy season for water transportation, they hurried to catch up, and they didn't return to Bianjing until late.

On that day, Bianjing was extremely hot.

When the boat arrived at the pier, the sky was just getting brighter, and there was a layer of mist covering Bianjing, and the sunlight fell in pieces among the clouds and mist, which was really beautiful.

After seven years of absence, Xin Yi set foot on the land of Bianjing again, and looked at the familiar Bianhe River again.

The driver of the Princess's Mansion was already waiting at the pier, and the goods and boxes of luggage were loaded onto the carriage. The long-dragon-like convoy attracted the attention of countless people in Bianjing.

"The King of Guangling County is back."

"The King of Guangling County is back."

The Bianjing tabloids in the streets and alleys had already spread the news, but when Fu Jiuqu and his team returned home from the wharf, there were still many people watching.

Xin Yi hugged the little raccoon, sat in the carriage, looked at the passing scenery outside the window through the thin curtain, and didn't speak for a long time.

Xianyu is very happy.

"Mom, can I go out to play today?"

Xin Yi glared at him, "Be careful your father beats you."

Xian Yu wrapped her arms around her, "As long as mother agrees, father won't dare to beat me..."

The little boy is not very old, but his family status is very clear.

"It seems that you are really itchy."

The current situation in Beijing and China is unclear, and Xin Yi will not let him do anything wrong at this juncture.

"Bianjing is no better than Nanjing, you stay in the mansion well, otherwise, your grandmother will not be able to keep you when she comes."

Xianyu let out a resentful Oh.

The father was angry, and he still had two life-saving talismans, which would save his mother and grandmother if he moved out.But his mother was angry, and no one could protect him.

When Fu Jiuqu returned to Beijing this time, the officials rewarded him with another house, but they were used to living in the Princess's mansion with their mother, so they brought their luggage and entourage all the way back.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Li Fu's voice was heard.

"The villain pays his respects to the eldest princess, to the county king, and to the county princess..."

Xin Yi opened the curtain and took a look.

All the servants in the mansion lined up in the courtyard, saluting their master one by one. Li Fu in front of the motorcade seemed a bit out of place.

She felt a little uneasy.

Fu Jiuqu jumped off his horse, threw the reins to his attendants, and when he walked towards Li Fu, he hesitated.

"Why is Eunuch Li here?"

Li Fu looked back and winked at him.

"The official is here."

Zhao Zhen couldn't wait to see his sister and nephew, but as an emperor, it was naturally inconvenient for him to go to the pier to greet him in person, so he came to the house early and waited for the rabbit.

Zhao Yuqing was a little excited, and smiled when she heard the sound, "Hurry up, Mommy Qian, take the black sandalwood box I brought from Nanjing, and quickly enter the house to see you..."

She was anxious to see her brother, but Fu Jiuqu hesitated.

He casually took the little raccoon from Xin Yi's arms, turned his head meaningfully, and asked Li Fu, "Why didn't the officials go to court today?"

At this time, Zhao Guan's family should be in Zichen Palace.

Li Fu hesitated, and sighed softly.

"Master Bao, the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, died of illness in the hospital yesterday. The official family heard the sad news and were deeply saddened, so they stopped for a day..."

Xin Yi stopped.

She didn't move, she looked at Fu Jiuqu.

Fu Jiuqu also looked over.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Xin Yi's footsteps were inexplicably heavy.

The story has always come to its proper ending...

"Is it true that nothing can be changed?"

Hearing Xin Yi's murmur, Fu Jiuqu's black eyes turned slightly, and he took her hand, "Yes, eleven. It's up to people."

Xin Yi thought of Mr. Bao, who had not masked his face so far, but recommended Brother Nine to solve their predicament. His throat tightened for a while.

"Brother Nine, we can't guess what will happen to us in the future, we must be careful and not be careless..."

Fu Jiuqu stretched out his hand to Xianyu, but didn't speak.

Xin Yi said: "The position of the privy envoy is really difficult to do. Back then, when the adoptive father was in office, he was constantly criticized by others. Mr. Bao died of illness after only one year in the privy council..."

There was a chill in her heart, but her voice was very small.

Fu Jiuqu hugged Xiao Lihua and led Xiao Xianyu, walking non-stop, as if he didn't hear him.

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Zhao Zhen was talking to Zhao Yuqing in the room. In the past seven years, this official Zhao's family has changed a lot. His cheeks are haggard, his temples have white hair, and the bags under his eyes are drooping. It can be seen that he has worked hard and worried as an emperor.

When Zhao Zhen saw Fu Jiuqu and Xin Yi entering the house with their children in their arms, there was obvious joy in his eyes, and when he saw Yi Nian and Er Nian, his eyes darkened slightly, revealing a complicated helplessness.

"My humble minister pays respects to the officials."

"I've seen the officials."

Zhao Zhen kept raising his hands.

"No courtesy, no courtesy. It can be regarded as expecting you to come back, sit down and talk, come and come, sit down and talk..."

He looked at this and then at that, his face full of kindness.

"This is Xianyu, that's Little Lihua."

Zhao Yuqing smiled and nodded, calling the child to Zhao Zhen's side.

"Quick, call Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang please police."

Xianyu saluted respectfully.

Little Lihua also had a good look, and greeted Zhao Zhen with an indistinct childish voice.

Zhao Zhen smiled and showed the children a reward.

Then there was a long sigh, "The children are growing up, and I am also getting old... Seeing one by one leave me, there will always be one time, it will be my turn..."

Zhao Zhen is a soft-hearted person, and he is getting older, his courtiers have passed away, and he has no children under his knees. It is inevitable to think about the sadness of his lonely family.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuqing wiped her eyes, and the two brothers and sisters exchanged pleasantries, all talking about old times.

Seeing that the children couldn't sit still, Fu Jiuqu asked someone to take them down, retreated together with the three little ones, and then bowed respectfully to Zhao Zhen.

"The humble minister wants to ask for a favor from the official."

Zhao Zhen looked at him with red eyes, "There are no outsiders here, what are you doing with this great gift? Tell me, uncle has owed you all these years, if you have any demands, just ask..."

Fu Jiuqu said, "I want to go to the Privy Council."

Zhao Zhen was astonished and looked at him without speaking for a long time.

The Privy Council is one of the two governments, sharing military and political power with the "Zhongshu".With the power to command the military and send troops, and to be in charge of the imperial army, he has great power and envy. From the Deputy Envoy of the Third Division to the Deputy Envoy of the Privy Council, that is a big leap.

"Why did Ah Jiu suddenly have such thoughts?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "Looking at the court, there are countless sages who can advise the officials and govern the country. I feel ashamed. I just want to lead thousands of troops to conquer the world for the officials and pacify the world."

Zhao Zhen sighed quietly.

He didn't miss this nephew, he was loyal to him, and he never had a second heart, but back then he listened to the villain's slander and had doubts about him...

In fact, the weak military power made Zhao Zhen proclaim the emperor for more than 30 years. It can be said that he has suffered a lot and paid tribute to other countries every year.Doesn't he want to show off the prestige of the country and let all directions come to court like a strong man in the prosperous Tang Dynasty?
Of course Zhao Zhen wanted to.

He stroked his beard and nodded, "Ah Jiu has such great ambitions, I am always comforted, but now you have just returned to Beijing, your age and qualifications are still insufficient, and you need to temper yourself slowly. Can't be in a hurry..."

Fu Jiuqu: "The official's love is great, and they plan for the humble minister, but the humble minister... is really in a hurry. No matter how late it is, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Zhao Zhen: ...

How loud is this? If you want to be a privy envoy, you have to do it?Not to mention whether the group of veterans agreed or not, just saying that sitting in this position is either a disaster or a disaster, and Di Qing is the best example.

"Officials." Fu Jiuqu bowed his hands to him, "This humble minister has already made plans, so the officials can rest assured..."

"Ah Jiu, this is out of the question."

"The officials don't need to worry, the humble officials have their own discretion. Right now, you just need to take care of your body and take care of the dragon's body..."

Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This nephew is already outstanding, and after years of being outside, he has tempered his temperament to be calm and unpredictable. He is skillful and scheming, not a reckless person...

Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, then suddenly turned to look at Xin Yi.

"To tell you the truth, in the past two years, I have indeed had more than enough energy, and my body is getting worse day by day... Miss Zhang is a wonderful doctor, can I use it for me?"

　Fu Jiuqu: To me, governing a big country is cooking a small fish. There is nothing impossible to do. In this world, there is only one person who can control me...

　　Xin Yi: Really?You first turn me into a golden mountain and then say...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)