Malicious Medical Princess of the Marquis House

"Before making a decision, the old man wants to see Madam Zhao."

After a long silence, Yang Yuanqing made a request.

Deng Cunli slowly shook his head, "My wife is sensitive, and it is inconvenient to meet with you before you face the saint. Today, when our family comes to see you, we are also taking a little risk."

Yang Yuanqing smiled clearly, "It seems that the situation of His Highness and Madam Zhao is not so good."

Deng Cunli made a loud voice, "Even if the situation is not so good, you can still be sure of you and the Yang clan."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, "I believe it. I can't reply to Duke Deng today. Please forgive me."

"It's okay! You can live in this other courtyard. Those who are under your command, you are welcome."

"Thank you Madam Zhao, and Deng Gonggong."

Yang Yuanqing was indifferent, Deng Cunli didn't mind, and decisively got up and left.

In the next few days, Yang Yuanqing ate breakfast every day and went to the streets to wander around. There is no destination to hang out.

After 30 years of leaving the capital, it seems strange to see everything.

When we walked to Wenqing Bookstore, the students of Shanhe Academy and the students of Guozijian were still arguing with each other. There was no nutrition at all. Others had long listened to the content, and he still listened with gusto.

So that I came to the Wenqing Bookstore on time every day to report and listen to the students' arguments.

The bookstore treasurer is familiar with him.

He also bought a complete set of "Seven Langs Ten Battles with the Flower Thieves" in a light-back edition by the way, and watched it with gusto.

He also went to the capital, walked along the familiar and unfamiliar streets, and met several familiar and unfamiliar old friends.

I also went to the brothel that was once elegant and unrestrained.

The oiran of the year was already a half-aged **** and became an old bustard.

When the old acquaintances met, the old bustard had two lines of tears and cordially entertained Yang Yuanqing, who seemed to be very old.

Yang Yuanqing was cheerful, with a good mentality, "It's the flower lady who is righteous and righteous, and she doesn't think the old man is ugly and old, and even specially arranged a banquet.

"My friend, I thought you had died in the northwest, so I came back without thinking of you. Did you encounter an amnesty?"

"There was no amnesty. The old man is also discredited in the future."

"No matter what, as long as you can come back. Eat quickly! The salt-baked chicken specially ordered in the kitchen is your favorite."

"The flower lady has a heart."

Lady Hua pressed her lips and giggled, "Nowadays, people call me Mama Hua. I haven’t heard someone call me Mama Hua for many years. When I suddenly hear you call me, I feel that I am ten years younger. Little lady."

Yang Yuanqing picked up the wine glass and said, "A glass to the flower lady."

"Thank you Sanyuan Gong."

Drinking hot wine, Yang Yuanqing pointed to the concrete pavement downstairs, "The capital has changed a lot. The road surface alone is breathtaking. I still remember that the crowds were crowded with crowds. However, there was always a lingering smell of livestock manure in front of the door. Now it’s much cleaner and tidy."

"It's all thanks to the Shaofu and the Four Seas Commercial Bank."

"I heard that the cement was first burned out by Sihai Commercial Bank."

"Yeah! The first people in Xinmin County used the cement road, and then from Beijing to Luozhou, nearly a thousand miles of the official road was paved with cement. The Nujia heard people say that only the two toll stations in Luozhou, Beijing, Thousands of liang was paid in one month. In addition to other toll stations, a cement road can bring in one or two hundred thousand income a year. Those who invested in the construction of cement roads now only need to lie at home and collect money. I'm really envious of waiting."

There is envy in the words of Lady Flower.

This kind of bonus, someone like her, has no chance to get involved.

If you have money, you can't get it together.

Mrs. Zhao's business, the participants are all nobles in the capital, how can she have her share.

"I heard that the owner of Sihai Commercial Bank is Mrs. Zhao?"

"Exactly!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled, "This lady's edict does not let her eyebrows be shaved, it's really amazing."

"Naturally amazing. Now, in this capital, I don't know how many women use Madam Zhao as a role model."

"Oh? What kind of role model?" Yang Yuanqing asked curiously.

"As a woman, she can do things that only men could do in the past, and don't have to be confined to the inner courtyard of the deep house. I don't know how many deep-seated women complain about women and envy Madam Zhao's free life."

"She is uncomfortable." Yang Yuanqing muttered, "but she is indeed worthy of being a role model for others."

He drank a cup of Chinese wine, said goodbye to Lady Hua, and continued to wander around the capital.

He also deliberately ran to a toll station dozens of miles away and had a meal at the rest station.

His every move was seen by people and recorded on a small book.

He knew it well, but he never concealed it.

Just keep watching, if you don't kill him.

When his whereabouts were sent to different people, he naturally had different reactions.

...

Li Mansion.

"He really bought the whole set of "Seven Langs Ten Battles with the Flower Thieves"?"

The Chinese book made Master Li look incredulous.

The talented San Yuan Gong, but he personally criticized the market story, legendary novels. To criticize as **** doesn't make sense.

Now, he has also become a shit?

The butler nodded, "Don't dare to deceive the lord, Yang Yuanqing did buy the entire set of "Seven Langs and Ten Battles"

"Hahaha..."

Lord Li laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that he would be so degenerate. Where does he deserve to be Sanyuan Gong."

After laughing, Master Li calmed down again, "These days, do you think he has ever used pens? Has he ever written any articles and poems?"

"As far as I know, he has never written or written articles or poems. However, the day before yesterday, he had set up a stall at the Beijing toll booth for a long time to write letters for others."

"Absurd! Fallen!"

Master Li was happy that Yang Yuanqing had fallen, but at the same time he felt distressed about his fall.

How could a person who was as famous as him degenerate like this. A little bit of his talent was wasted.

The steward asked in a low voice, "My lord, should I remind your Majesty to summon Sanyuangong?"

"He doesn't deserve to be Sanyuan Gong. I don't want to hear the words Sanyuan Gong in the future."

"Little understands."

After the meeting, Master Li again ordered: "Observe for a few more days, then it will not be too late to remind your Majesty."

"Small obey orders!"

...

Xiaozhu.

Gu Jiu sat under the window and played against Liu Zhao.

She asked casually: "What do you think of Yang Yuanqing?"

Liu Zhaozheng'er said eight times: "It's too early to draw a conclusion."

Gu Jiu chuckled, "He actually went to buy the whole set of "Seven Langs Ten Battles to Pick the Flower Thieves". I heard that I watched it with gusto. In the northwest, from barren to Sanyuangong, he would use legendary novels to quench his thirst."

Liu Zhao said casually: "Long time no woman, sow race Diaochan. For scholars, long time no books, the legend of the story can also make people happy."

Gu Jiu pursed his lips and smiled, "The words are rough and not rough. It seems that San Yuan Gong is really suffocated, and he even uses legendary novels to quench his thirst."

"I deliberately went to find a friend of the year."

"The focus of your men is different from that of women. In this round, you lost half my son."

"I didn't think about it, so you won the half."

"You are a typical person who can't afford to lose. Change Minger to ask Yu and Heng to laugh at you."

"Dare to laugh at your Highness and smoke them."

Liu Zhao is really violent.

Gu Jiu glanced at him, "San Yuan Gong has been in the northwest for so many years, and it is only tens of miles away from the northwest camp. Luhou never even thought of recruiting him, don't you think it is strange?"

Liu Zhao said: "It's nothing strange. Luhou has always looked down on book business. Sanyuan Gong is a good book reader, but when it comes to political strategy, it's not worth mentioning."

Gu Jiu said: "Perhaps you have missed it. I watch San Yuan Gong's whereabouts these days, he is a very thoughtful person.

At the beginning, I had no hope for him. Thirty years of exile, no matter how talented he is, it is possible that he will be polished away. But now, I have two more expectations for him. It's a pity that he lives in another courtyard and refuses to write articles and poems. "

"Maybe it's not that I didn't refuse, but I didn't dare. Once I started writing, it meant that my true identity was revealed. If I were him, I wouldn't have started writing before I face Saint."

Gu Jiu did not refute.

She was very curious about what Sanyuan Gong would say when facing the saint.

...

On this day, people from the palace called Yang Yuanqing into the palace to meet him.

Yang Yuanqing tidied up and went into the palace with the servant.

After many days of raising, Yang Yuanqing's complexion was obviously much better than when he first returned to the capital, and he looked a few years younger as a whole.

But judging from his age, his current image is still a poor old man.

He entered the palace and waited for nearly an hour before he was summoned.

Emperor Wen De's attitude towards Yang Yuanqing was lukewarm.

Without greetings, I directly discussed the collection of works published by Yang Yuanqing when he was young.

However, Yang Yuanqing said, "You dare not defile the eyes and ears of the saints when you speak frivolously.

When Emperor Wen De gave birth to the heart of solicitation, Yang Yuanqing said, "A piece of rotten wood is unbearable for reuse. I am afraid that it will fail your majesty's love."

After two consecutive times, Emperor Wen De was obviously a little unhappy.

Then he asked someone to bring a few pots of flowers and plants, and asked Yang Yuanqing to compose an impromptu poem on flowers and plants.

Yang Yuanqing originally wanted to resign, and then Emperor Wen De blocked his back road with a word.

"No matter how old you are, I will punish you for deceiving the king."

No, Yang Yuanqing can only bite the bullet.

After a while, I got a seven-character poem.

Write down the poems and write down the pen for the overview of Emperor Wende.

Emperor Wende read out the poem and gave a comment, "It's just plain."

"Sinner disappointed your Majesty."

Emperor Wende lost his poem, "I don't blame you. You have spent 30 years in the northwest, and you can compose a poem improvisation in such a short period of time. Although it is not as talented as your youth, it is understandable. Go down, I will call you into the palace to write poems in the future."

"The man who wears sin kowtows to your majesty."

"You don't have to call yourself a sinner. From today, I will forgive you."

Yang Yuanqing's expression has been dull, and finally has an expression, "Caomin thank you Majesty!"

Yang Yuanqing was pardoned not guilty, but did not get any official position. Impromptu poems were also judged as mediocre by His Majesty.

Others have not left the palace yet, the news has already spread out of the palace.

People from all walks of life in the capital: "..."

Is such a person still worth recruiting?

Even with the name of Sanyuangong, it is considered mediocre by His Majesty, it is not easy to use!

Only Gu Jiu, sitting in a carriage, came to the gate of the palace and greeted the only San Yuan Gong in this dynasty.

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After the child started school, Yuanbao was also painfully adjusting his work and rest, which affected the progress of the codeword.

After today and tomorrow’s update, it should be able to return to normal.