"Perhaps there are corrupt and incompetent officials within the court, but the court has set up complaint boxes and opened up channels for public opinion. As long as there is dissatisfaction or if one has been harmed by superiors, the local government will not pay attention. Everyone can submit complaint letters. It doesn't matter if you can't write. The court is expanding academies on a large scale and will provide free lessons to teach everyone to read and write. As long as you have the ability, you can participate in the imperial examinations and become a pillar of the nation..."

Every word is simple and easy to understand, and they are all facts. Although Emperor Mingde was not a very good person, he was an excellent emperor. In the autumn, he began to expand academies throughout the country, and Huo Baichuan had already set up complaint boxes at various post stations, city gates, government offices, and village entrances. Furthermore, he carried out reforms and innovations throughout the country.

Eliminate the privileges of aristocratic families monopolizing official positions, eliminate their numerous privileges in taxation, and abolish the practice of replacing local chieftains with centrally appointed officials.

With the Huo family's capabilities, this had already spread throughout the land. No imperial court could promise to do this, not even the newly crowned King of Shu, nor the King of Jing, who was far away in Xiliang.

Therefore, Luo Hu's words were not flowery language, nor did they distort the facts or brainwash people; they were simply stating the facts.

However, someone still reported it. No sooner had he finished speaking than his confidant came to report, "Sir, the Shu army is here."

Luo Hu calmly replied, "Those who report me may rise to high positions and gain wealth and honor. What about you?"

The people below whispered amongst themselves, some envious of the person who was about to be favored by the Shu King's Mansion, and others hating that person to the core. But in the end, most people understood that the old Shu King was dead, and how long could the Shu King exist?

"My lord, please rest assured, as long as I am here, my scoundrel will never dare to harm you in the slightest." The Shu soldiers also have parents and brothers. As long as their parents and brothers declare that they will protect Luo Hu, how could they possibly raise a knife against their own relatives?

Upon receiving the military order from the Imperial Guard, Wang Jiyang immediately assembled his troops. With 300,000 soldiers pressing on the border, he did not attack, but instead brought 200,000 dan of grain. He also sent messengers every day to announce, "The imperial court has come to provide disaster relief. King of Shu, open the gates immediately!"

"The imperial court has come to provide disaster relief; King of Shu, open the gates immediately!"

This sentence quickly spread throughout Shu. Whether they were noble families, merchants, or common people, everyone was eagerly waiting for the imperial army to break through and distribute the disaster relief grain so that they could get through the summer. Autumn was just around the corner, and if they fought for another few months, they might not be able to survive next year.

Zhao Shu knew that if Ruo Luohu was determined to incite something, he would succeed. With the Wei army pressing in and facing 200,000 dan of grain, the people of Shu were not calm, and the Shu King's Palace was also in a panic.

However, the guards did not attack, waiting for the Shu King's palace to be unable to withstand the pressure and surrender.

As a marshal, Wei Tingsi naturally couldn't stay in Shu forever. After Lin Dongxue's injuries had almost healed, Zhang Chang also returned. Leaving Zhang Chang in Yizhou to meet Luo Hu, Wei Tingsi led Zhao Shu, Lin Dongxue, and others out of Yizhou City, all the way out of Shu, and joined up with Wang Jiyang.

Not two days after Zhao Shugang met Wang Jiyang, Duozi rushed over overnight, saying, "Princess, the young master is injured. Please come and see him."

"Ask me to come?" Zhao Shu frowned. She didn't believe that the Huo family didn't have good doctors. It was ridiculous that the eldest son of the Huo family was injured and asked her to treat him.

Duo Zi nodded. "Yes, many people want to kill you, young master. The doctor from the Huo family can no longer be trusted. Please help me, young master, because you once helped me." After she finished speaking, she knelt down in front of Zhao Shu with a thud.

"Where is Physician Peng?" Zhao Shu felt guilty asking this question, realizing how much she wanted to avoid any further involvement with Huo Baichuan, which was why she had repeatedly refused.

Duo Zi remained silent, not understanding why Huo Baichuan insisted on having Zhao Shu treat her. Doctor Peng was still in Chu, not too far away, while Zhao Shu was further away.

"Alright, I'll go with you." She remembered that day at the old Yongwang Mansion when Huo Baichuan saved her. When Yongwang went to find the Crown Prince, the Huo family had protection. If she hadn't used Huo Danlan's illness as leverage, Huo Baichuan would still be the carefree young master of a noble family.

The talk of being remembered for generations and having one's name etched in history is nothing but an excuse.

According to Duo Zi, Huo Baichuan was seriously injured. She didn't want to go to Wei Tingsi to explain the situation in person, so she left him a letter and planned to leave.

But after thinking it over, she decided to go and explain the reason to him in person, "Huo Baichuan is injured?"

"Yes, Duozhi came to ask me to treat him. He saved me before."

Is it to repay a debt of gratitude? Zhao Shu didn't think so, but Wei Tingsi thought so too. Perhaps it was a good thing. He didn't ask any more questions and quickly agreed, and sent people from Yipinju and Jiedaoge to protect her secretly.

Huo Baichuan was in Yuecheng, a small town not far from Luoyang. It took him five days to travel on horseback day and night. Zhao Shu wondered if Huo Baichuan would be able to wait for her.

After five days without rest, he arrived in the city travel-worn, his eyes bloodshot, and his whole body haggard.

Huo Baichuan's trusted confidant guarded the city gate. Upon seeing the people arrive, he gave them a simple greeting and immediately led Zhao Shu to a mansion. The mansion was very complicated, and it was clear that there were traps and mechanisms inside, just like the Tea Plum Manor.

After turning the corner of the covered walkway, they soon arrived at a waterside pavilion. A house was built on the shimmering lotus pond. Stepping on the stakes in the pond, they entered the house. Duozi pushed open the door and let Zhao Shu in. A strong smell of blood hit them, and Huo Baichuan, who had fainted on the bed, came into view.

Huo Baichuan was still dressed in white ink bamboo robes, but the white ink bamboo robes were stained with bright red blood. Obviously, the wound had not healed and was still bleeding from time to time.

Upon seeing Zhao Shu, the chubby boy ran over in delight, "Princess, you've finally arrived! Come and see the young master!"

"Have you gotten any medicine?" She took his pulse and checked his eyes at the same time. As she spoke, she walked to the desk, quickly wrote down the herbs needed, and handed them to Little Fatty. "Go and get these herbs."

"I have medicine for wounds, but it's not getting better. The young master won't let me go to any of the pharmacies or clinics in the city. I've been there, but they're full of assassins, just waiting for you to walk right into their trap." The chubby boy took the prescription, not knowing what to do.

After handing the prescription to Xiao Pang, Zhao Shu continued to take Huo Baichuan's pulse. His pulse was very weak, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his body was very hot. It seemed that he had suffered from both new and old injuries at the same time, and had not been properly treated, resulting in excessive blood loss.

After checking him over, I found he had seven injuries. Some of the wounds had scabbed over, but since there was no professional help, they were just simply bandaged. The gauze and blood were congealed together, so I had to carefully untie them. "Little Guo, lend a hand."

She was still young and not very strong, so she couldn't budge the unconscious Huo Baichuan at all.

Xiao Guozi was no longer shocked, but Duozi was extremely shocked. The princess was treating the wound calmly and skillfully, like a military doctor on a battlefield, carefully ensuring that the wound would not reopen.

Zhao Shu's words jolted Xiao Pang and Duo Zi out of their daze, and they rushed over to help. Working together, they managed to remove all the gauze from Huo Baichuan's body, revealing the wound that had begun to fester.

"I'm infected," Zhao Shu said pessimistically.

"Go get some hot water, some clean gauze and alcohol, and some needles and thread." She was very nervous. Although she had learned these things at school and had treated people before, Huo Baichuan's injuries were obviously much more serious, and she was not confident that she could save him.