The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

After closing the door of the hall, the room was not ventilated, and the bitter and choking smell of the precious medicinal materials in the room diffused.

Ji Zheng sniffed, but felt familiar and nostalgic. He was surrounded by this kind of traditional Chinese medicine in the last days of his life before transmigrating the book. Of course, the medicine could not be so precious, and he just relied on ordinary earthwork to hang his life for a few more days.

The tiger whip wine sent by General Xuan, an unknown object soaked in the dim liquid, and a bottle of cold red deer blood next to the deer antler in the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion... Ji Zheng couldn't stand it anymore after a glance, and quickly buckled it. box cover.

Within a few days of wearing a book, he achieved the achievement that the whole world considers to be addicted to beauty and incompetent of the kidneys.

Ji Zheng sighed, he really went further and further on the road of shaping the tyrant.

He picked up Yanfudan again and stared at it for a while. Looking around and seeing no one, Ji Zheng decisively took out a pill and placed it on the tip of his tongue.

is sweet! The coat of this medicine is really sweet.

Ji Zheng was almost moved to tears. Ever since the book was written, in order to imitate the original owner, even the taste had to be spicy and salty. He drank an extra sip of the sweet ice-sugar pear soup one day, and he immediately received attention from all over the place, and the palace people were both shocked and curious.

From then on, Ji Zheng never dared to touch sweets again.

Today's Yanyang Pill, Ji Zheng couldn't help licking it again, and carefully kept the rest close to his body. He only took his coat and didn't swallow it, so it probably wouldn't have any medicinal properties.

There is also an exquisite sandalwood small box, hidden among the big men, and it is extremely inconspicuous.

Ji Zheng opened it curiously, and immediately revealed a golden brocade scroll, which was only about two meters wide. On top of the brocade scroll, sharp and beautiful teeny small letters were densely packed, and half of the meditation sutra was folded.

At the end, he also attached a piece of paper and warned: "Wang Sheng Shang meditates on self-cultivation, devoutly copy the scriptures and worship the Buddha, then the long-term entanglement of the disease will be eliminated."

At the bottom of the small box is another blank brocade and ink with a unique smell, which can be regarded as a gift from Lingcang Temple to the emperor who cares about kidney deficiency.

Lingcang Temple is a royal temple, at this point it is the handwriting of the first eminent monk Xuanqian.

Xuan Qian, the spiritual mentor of Ming Ciyue, went to the temple every time he went on expeditions and triumphantly went to the temple to sit in front of him, but he was also the most serious villain who fell in love and could not be blackened in the later period.

Even if this person didn't mention it, he could still hide as far as he could. Ji Zheng recalled his terrifying scenes in the original book, and immediately folded his hands and bowed to the brocade box, and threw it far away into the depths of the cabinet.

"Your Highness?" Li Ruhai felt that it was almost time, leaned into the crack of the door and whispered, "Young Master Gu asked me to tell you that I want to see you, that you haven't held a scripture banquet for a long time, and he is very concerned. miss…"

"Little son, what little son!" Ji Zheng snapped, "I am sick and no one sees me!"

Isn't the sage willing to drink and enjoy paintings with Young Master Gu when he is free all the time? What's the matter?

Li Ruhai repeatedly violated Ni scales, and became more and more confused.

Ji Zheng cherished this holiday that was rumored to have kidney deficiency and endured humiliation. Of course, he had to reject all visitors and return to his comfortable salted fish, and he had to be exempted from serving the bed. As a result, rumors spread more and more in the palace that the emperor was incapable of personnel, and he felt inferior and annoyed and had a psychological problem.

In the past few days, the imperial kitchen has tried every means to please the emperor, such as spicy soup with belly, crispy pork with spicy wine and hoof, five-jelly spicy noodles, and spicy fried white kidneys. However, the daily delicacies are served as they are put in, and the sage is reluctant to touch his favorite Sichuan spicy dishes.

"Hmm." Ji Zheng smoothed his stomach, swallowed a burp that ruined his image, and reluctantly filled in the last mouthful of sweet barley porridge.

He glanced at the bottom of the bowl contentedly, and when he saw the eyes floating around, he slowly warned: "You are busy with your work, I will see if the medicine is done or not, and don't speak."

After a while, "I don't have any other intentions to do things quickly, I just came to urge the medicine that I ordered."

After a while, "I've started making that herbal medicine? Just mention it casually, relax and don't care too much."

This is the Taiyuan Hospital not far behind the Yanfu Hall. Every afternoon, when Li Ruhai goes to the supervisory class of the Household Affairs Office, Ji Zheng, with one or two small attendants, sneaks over to the Taiyuan Hospital to open a small stove and serve as a supervisor.

Although the emperor is thin and small, sitting in the corner of the main hall of the Taiyuan Hospital, he does not occupy a seat, but his presence is too high. The doctors and servants who come and go are frightened. .

"By the way, are there wolfberry and fried jujube slices here?" Ji Zheng stopped the old doctor who passed by.

The old doctor was taken aback: "The Holy One wants this thing?"

"Of course it is to nourish yin and nourish qi. Although the medicinal materials in the temple are expensive, none of them are suitable for use." Ji Zheng said lazily after the meal, "I see that I have a deficiency of yin and a body heat, so I soaked the jujube slices of wolfberry in water, and then Add some rock sugar, it's the best."

The old doctor slowly raised his head to look at the emperor, his eyes were complicated and his emotions became more and more excited. The sage was indeed violent, and his qi and blood were not smooth, but the goji berry tea he prepared at the beginning, the sage took a cup and threw it out of the palace as soon as he smelled it.

The saint has grown up and learned to take care of himself.

"Sacred Master..." The old doctor's voice was shaking, "Sacred Master knows a lot about health preservation and longevity."

Ji Zheng grasped the character design, and glanced at him: "Oh, I just heard that soaking wolfberry in water can add joy to Yanyang, and it is most conducive to having fun on the couch."

The old doctor: "..."

when he didn't say.

The old doctor sent someone to fetch the medicinal materials. Ji Zheng took a walk after dinner, not disturbing the busy people, and went around the backyard alone to find the little doctor who had prescribed medicine for him.

The little healer was standing in the shade of the medicine store, squatting and holding a mass of white stuff in his hand.

"What are you hiding?" Ji Zheng suddenly said.

The little doctor's movements were suddenly sluggish, and when he looked back at the little emperor, his expression changed rapidly, and his smile was uglier than crying.

The image of the emperor's brutality is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The little doctor retreated to the base of the wall, and desperately protected the thing in his hand to his chest, "No, no."

A familiar chirping sounded "chirp".

Ji Zheng was happy, but he didn't expect to see Ming Ciyue's bird here again.

That day, the "bird corpse" was too rare, and no one dared to throw it away, so the little doctor took advantage of it and took it back to Haosheng for care. After the medicinal properties of the suspended animation passed, he woke up. In the past few days, his skin has become more radiant and moist, and he cried out. loud.

"In your eyes, I'm just a person who abuses birds with nothing to do?" Ji Zheng led the birds to play on his fingertips.

"But the sage didn't say that he was tired of playing, so he couldn't help playing..." The little doctor was trembling.

Ji Zheng gave him a deep look, and at first glance it was a simple child who had never read the script.

"Holy..." Just as the little healer was about to say something else, the emperor suddenly covered his mouth and dragged him to squat down against the wall.

There were two overlapping footsteps, one far and one near, from the medicine storehouse, and the sound of Ding Ling's clanging medicine jars colliding and rummaging.

Looking in from the window, the back of an imperial doctor's costume and a servant's costume appeared in their field of vision. The figure of the waiter would be cut out of the thin gray waiter's bulging body, and the broad shoulders were about to break through, which looked ridiculous and strange.

The little doctor didn't know what was so good about an imperial doctor and a eunuch. He raised his head and looked at the emperor with questioning eyes, and was immediately sternly glared back. His eyes seemed to be not only the usual intimidation, but also...deeply. of anxiety and fear.

Ji Zheng guessed something.

The two people inside were busy with their hands, what the imperial doctor took from the medicine shelf, and what the **** took out from his waist.

The two finally made a sound, suppressing a low voice amid the cluttered noise.

"This is what he asked for temporarily. No one has had time to check it, and it will be delivered in a while."

The **** nodded and reached out his hand to go over, but was suddenly stopped by the imperial doctor.

"Are you sure, this is the arrangement of the adults?"

The **** didn't even think about it and said directly: "Of course, the lord is so excited and sleepy at night, and his heart is broken for the state affairs, and he was given a small position to patrol and guard for him. That day, he actually did not agree with him because of the strength of the adult massage. , in front of everyone, leave your lord on the straw mat in the outer hall to watch the night!"

"My lord is so elegant and handsome, this matter is known to the whole palace. It ruins the reputation of the lord, and it can make the lord live in the future."

These words were not only spoken to the imperial physician, but also floated to Ji Zheng's ears word by word, making his heart sink a little bit.

Ruined the emperor's reputation? He really seems to be molesting a good boy, a scumbag who is irresponsible afterwards...

The imperial physician was still hesitant and refused to withdraw his hand, hesitatingly said: "It's just a night watch, in fact, the guards of the forbidden army are also, in fact..."

The **** paused for a while, and immediately increased his voice, "It's more than a night watch, that dog emperor insisted on getting up in the middle of the night, forcing adults to bring him a chamber pot!"

Imperial Physician: "…"

Little Doctor: "..."

Ji Zheng: "…"

As soon as Ji Zhengfu lowered his head, he met the boy's inquiring gaze.

He is not, he is not, Feng Ping was killed, how to explain this.

As soon as this statement came out, the imperial doctor figured it out instantly, and let go of his hand decisively: "I understand, the lord once saved the lives of my whole family, and a gentleman like him should not be humiliated by the evil deeds of the dog emperor. It's your order..."

Without the cover, Ji Zheng could see clearly, that was the red dates and wolfberry he just asked for. The pale white powder fell on it and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

What else is there to support, I am afraid that it will have a shadow on the wolfberry from now on.

After Ji Zheng heard the serious accusation against him, he felt a little at a loss. The allegations are earnest, tear-jerking and largely factual.

He was dubbed the "dog emperor" just a few days after wearing the book. Was he too successful as a tyrant?

It can be said that the good point is so far, and the overthrow is over. The more this clear statement does not follow the plot.

At this moment, the bird in his palm made an untimely screeching sound, and Ji Zheng hurriedly grabbed his beak.

The uncle's people want to kill him, and the uncle's bird pecks him!

The lady in the room listened to the tweet. She was stunned for a moment, then her expression became extremely strange. She accelerated the speed and finished the work, and led the imperial doctor to leave the scene quickly.

Ji Zheng dragged heavy steps to the inner wing of the Taiyuan Hospital, feeling complicated.

"Holy Majesty, they want to poison you, why are you still going back? Why don't you send someone directly..." Although the emperor's character seems to be very bad, the doctor is benevolent, and the little doctor can't help but stand in his position, anxious A few words of advice.

Ji Zheng returned with a look of "you're stupid" and sighed faintly, "There are so many supporters of Ming Ciyue, can they survive today, can they survive tomorrow, they can survive poisoning, and how can they survive? Have you ever used a dark arrow, if you want to exterminate all his supporters, then I am afraid that I will have to slaughter the city..."

He thought about it again, and seriously praised: "As expected of my uncle, the general trend, the people's will!"

Is the Holy One confused by stimulation? The little healer stopped, and he stood there blankly, watching the figure that moved into the wing step by step.

Being a monarch, being a tyrannical monarch turned out to have so many involuntary...

The wing room was secluded and quiet, clean and tidy, and was specially used for the rest and recuperation of the distinguished guests who came to visit the Tai Hospital.

At this time, it was bustling and crowded with waiters and imperial physicians. The tray on the table was served with a glass of rock sugar, red dates, and wolfberry water. A few bits of red floated on the clear water, and a few pieces of rock sugar that were sinking to the bottom were gradually melting under the offensive of the warm water.

It looks delicious, but unfortunately it is not for people to drink.

I saw that the emperor raised the teacup and sighed, and even swallowed the dried wolfberry and jujube used for soaking in the water, and a lot of soup dripped down the side of the bowl, and slid down the slender neck into the depths of the invisible clothes. .

The head doctor quietly raised his eyes, drinking tea and drinking shochu, it was extremely vulgar and ridiculous, there really is you, the dog emperor.

Seeing that the Son of Heaven looked sleepy, he waved his hand impatiently, and everyone bowed their brows and left the wing one by one.

Ji Zheng lowered his eyelids and waited silently for the last footsteps to disappear completely.

"puff!"

He bounced off the couch and spit out all the tea!

Ji Zheng quickly found clean water from the house, three or five times, and rinsed his mouth clean, leaving no trace of the sweetness of the red dates.

If the minister wants the monarch to abdicate, the monarch can reluctantly agree to it, but if the minister wants the monarch to die, the monarch can't just die like that.

Right now, the people inside and outside the hospital are extremely suspicious, and Ji Zheng didn't dare to call anyone out, for fear that he would be stabbed again if he didn't faint or die. He didn't even think about it and ran straight to the door.

As soon as a crack was opened, dull footsteps approached from far and near, and the cloth boots were knocked on the floor.

The refills came so fast!

Ji Zheng exhausted his survival instincts and burst out the fastest speed in his life. With a tactical step back, he retreated to the couch of the beautiful woman in the room. He reacted quickly, lay down and closed his eyes tightly.

The last question before pretending to die, who is coming?

The author has something to say:

Okay, no prize quiz, who is coming?

All villains are essentially big assists hahahaha

Thanks to the bosses for Lei Lei and nutrient solution, bow!

Thanks to the boss who threw the grenade: 1 Fengliuer;

Thanks to the boss who threw the mine: 2 watermelons; 1 Fengliuer; 1 Weiyu Qiongjing;

Thanks to the boss of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Weiyu Qiongjing; 6 bottles of Jiang Chuci; 4 bottles when the rain stopped;

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