Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"Defang" Wugong County Wang Dezhao entered the house

"Brother Wang" Defang ran over, "Madam and Xu'er..." almost crying

Dezhao patted Defang on the back and comforted him: "Nothing will happen, don't worry too much, the imperial doctor is here, everything will be fine, these days Mingzhi's health has not been very good, Xu'er is sick again, The mansion was running around in a hurry, brother Wang has been running in both directions these days, look" Dezhao took out a small box "this is medicine, Xu'er's illness depends on it"

"What's this?" Defang asked looking at the dark medicinal materials in the box.

"It's root ginseng. The imperial doctor said that using this medicine can make Xuer better." Dezhao said, "Let's decoct the medicine now." Dezhao handed the root ginseng to the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor looked at the root ginseng and was very satisfied. , Immediately asked the accompanying medical officer to decoct the medicine, and told the amount to be used.

"Brother Wang, is it useful?" Defang doubted that such a small root ginseng could cure Weixu

"Root ginseng, produced in Dali, buried in the peak, collects the essence of the weather, and was excavated for a hundred years. It used to be used only for nobles to regulate their physique. The old root ginseng is more effective, and about 3 are harvested every year." Dezhao said, "Dali Kingdom once presented 10 to His Majesty. After I learned about it, I went to ask Your Majesty for one."

"Thank you, Brother Wang!" Defang hugged her brother and cried

At this time, people in the whole Nanqing Palace were busy running around, and there was a smell of traditional Chinese medicine. No one noticed that Song Jiajun was standing outside the Nanqing Palace, holding a seal in his hand.Seeing such a scene, he walked in quickly.

"Stop!" The goalkeeper realized that someone had broken in. "Who is it?" the soldier shouted.

"The imperial order is here, don't let it go!" Jia Jun ordered, Song Jiajun was 21 years old at the time, his ancestors were all sergeants, Jia Jun practiced martial arts since he was a child, and passed the assessment of a junior military officer, he was promoted to captain, responsible for the duties of each mansion, Those who are outstanding will be appointed as noble bodyguards. At this time, Song Jiajun was awarded the position of bodyguard precisely because of his performance at the border, and he came to the government to report.

"Yuling?" The goalkeeper looked at Yuzhe, "Guard guard? You?" The soldier looked at this young man in disbelief

"Get out of the way! Otherwise, you will be punished as a crime of disobedience!" Jia Jun said sternly, the soldiers were a little at a loss, and the goalkeeper looked at Jia Jun again, "Why don't you wait first, and I will inform His Highness"

"No need, I'll explain it myself." Jia Jun pushed away the soldiers and walked towards the inner hall

"Surround him!" The goalkeeper was not to be outdone, "You can't go in without His Highness's permission!"

"I have an imperial order here. At this moment, I am already the guard of the Nanqing Palace. Who dares to be rude!" Jia Jun said, but the soldiers only listened to the goalkeeper, and no one retreated. Instead, they approached Jia Jun step by step.