Unexpectedly, within three days after taking the medicine, Jun Wansheng was able to walk, and within five days, the knife wounds on his arms and back began to scab over. The whole family gathered around him and marveled at him.
The servants kept praising the general for his good health and quick recovery.
The old man immediately ordered that the fact that Jun Wansheng had recovered from his serious injury must be kept secret, and anyone who leaked the information would be killed without mercy.
But people who are used to being busy can't stand such a leisurely life.
During the period of recuperation, Jun Wansheng read through all the books in the mansion. The reason why he read so quickly was that he could not understand two-thirds of the books, so he kept them in the study just to show off.
The envoys from the Holy See will come to visit tomorrow, and he knows that they will definitely come for the "black iron".
The Holy See is above the nine countries and is the object of flattery for all countries. In addition, it is said that people in the Holy See are difficult to get along with, and the emperors of every country have to be polite and try to please them.
Because Jun Wansheng has been away from home for many years, he has never met anyone from the Vatican.
He was afraid that Dayu would suffer, and also that his daughter would suffer. So, no matter what, he would go to court tomorrow.
Ten days is not too short. If anyone finds anything abnormal, the worst that can happen is that I can just say that my body is better than that of an average person and I can recover quickly.
But it seems that his father and daughter want him to pretend to the end and not leave the house before three months.
"Father, I heard that people from the Vatican will be coming tomorrow, and I want to go and see them too."
The old man glared at his son, but ignored him and said he couldn't hear anything.
Jun Wansheng felt aggrieved. Seeing that his father ignored him, he looked at his daughter.
[Oh, my father is really pitiful. He is clearly well but he still pretends to be lame.]
If I wasn't afraid of suspicion, I would support him going to court.
[Host, why don't you just have someone carry your father there? It won't expose you.]
Jun Shutong suddenly had an idea: [Okay, but it's a bit troublesome.]
[It would be nice to have a wheelchair, preferably one with fully automatic universal wheels.]
In this dynasty, there were wooden wheelchairs, but they required someone to push them from behind and were not very flexible. They could not be used on even the slightest pothole.
After listening to his daughter's thoughts, Jun Wansheng rushed to the backyard.
"My dad must be hiding out because he's sad. If he doesn't let me go out, I'll be unhappy too."
The system echoed, "Yes, a lively and cheerful person locked up at home for a long time is very likely to suffer from depression. You should pay more attention to your father when you have time."
Hearing their thoughts, the old man looked at his granddaughter and felt more worried than when he saw his son.
This girl seems smart and clever when she's silent, but her true colors show as soon as she opens her mouth. She has inherited some of her silly son's temperament.
The next day.
When the old man walked into the hall with his granddaughter as usual, he saw a familiar figure.
The man was wearing a military uniform and medals, sitting in a wheelchair with a serious expression.
[That's my dad?]
[Host, although your father is in a wheelchair, he is indeed very handsome today.]
[This rebellious son, where did he get the wheelchair? ]
The grandfather and grandson looked at Jun Wansheng sitting in a wheelchair and were a little confused. If they didn't want him to be exposed, he would come to court in a wheelchair?
[System, you're right, my dad is quite smart. It's just that the design of this wheelchair is so weird.]
[Host, I know this. Last night, after you and your grandfather refused his request to come to court, your father ordered people to rush to make this wheelchair overnight.]
[Due to time constraints, there was no time to polish the wheels, which were all oval in shape and could not be pushed. To walk the distance into the palace, they had to be carried.]
At first glance, it looked like the chair had flattened the wheel to the point of deformity, and there were many burrs on the wheel.
The old man was in a state of confusion. He wanted to scold someone but was worried that this was in the palace and he couldn't let others laugh at him.
Especially when he caught a glimpse of the old man Fujiwara Koji, who was looking at the three of them sinisterly, he just stood in his position, motionless.
The officials who arrived early heard the conversation between Jun Shutong and the system. They pretended not to hear anything and continued chatting among themselves.
Jun Shutong left his original position and came behind Jun Wansheng, holding his wheelchair and asked:
"Dad, who made this wheelchair for you? Why is it so weird?"
"Can't you have someone make the wheel round?"
Jun Wansheng was happier to see his daughter coming over than when she came to court.
"My daughter, it doesn't matter whether the wheel is round or not. What matters is that I am very happy that I can go to court with you and grandfather today."
"Uh-huh."
My dad has had a hard life. He's so easily satisfied. I feel bad for him.
[No, I must make a fully automatic leather wheelchair for my dad so he can enjoy the high-tech products.]
Jun Wansheng was so moved that he didn't notice anything was wrong.
His eyes moistened, and he touched his daughter's little chick with a look of satisfaction: [Daughters are still the best. Having a daughter can provide for your old age.]
Everyone cast "envious" glances at the father and daughter.
It is truly a scene of a loving father and a filial daughter.
"Why hasn't Your Majesty come to court yet?"
"You're not coming, are you?"
"Today is the day when the Vatican's envoys are coming. Your Majesty will definitely come. He must have been delayed by something."
Since the day Jun Shutong took office, Emperor Shunde has never missed the morning court again. In the past, he would fish for three days and dry the net for two days, and whether he came or not depended on his mood.
Now, in order to hear Jun Shutong's thoughts every day and grasp other people's dynamics, Shunde insists on coming to court every day, and this persistence has lasted for more than half a year.
To the extent that the ministers all believed that the emperor had reformed and become more resilient.
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