Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Zhu Song couldn't bear the stimulation and immediately...
Zhu Song couldn't stand the stimulation and immediately fainted due to the effects of the drug.
Zhu Song woke up at noon the next day with a splitting headache and a blank mind. He couldn't remember anything that happened last night. This was also the reason why Zhu Song didn't drink often. He couldn't remember anything once he drank too much.
Zhu Song sat up with his hands covering his temples, thinking carefully about what happened last night. He remembered that the bastard Yi Kangning not only gave him chili peppers but also gave him white wine. When he was drunk, Yi Kangning wanted to take him back to his room, but he refused and went to find Zhu Lingye.
Zhu Song looked around. This was not Zhu Lingye's room. It looked more like a storage room.
Zhu Song went out and called a random servant to ask, "Who lives in this room?"
The officer looked in the direction of his hand and said, "No one lives there, just storing miscellaneous items." He then stared at Zhu Song's lips curiously. Zhu Song felt a little pain in his lips, so he asked, "What's wrong with my mouth?"
The officer replied honestly, "It's swollen."
"Tsk." Zhu Song was angry. That old man Yi Kangning could only do such low-class things.
Using chili peppers is really an idea.
When Yi Kangning falls into his hands, he will definitely chop him twice.
Zhu Song finished cursing in his heart, and feeling a little better, he went to the front hall. As he passed a closed room, he heard Yi Kangning yelling in a rage.
Zhu Song stood and listened for a while, only to hear Yi Kangning talking all the time.
"Nothing happened?"
"How is that possible?"
"He's already like that, how could nothing have happened? Even if he's not a good person, he's still a pretty guy. Aren't you tempted? If you were with him, you'd have no worries in your life. Alas, you don't even know how to pick up the fish when it's thrown to you. With all this wealth thrown to you, what umbrella would you hold?"
“.......”
Zhu Song listened to Yi Kangning chattering on and on, becoming more and more excited. He found it funny. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him and couldn't understand what he was saying, but this didn't stop Zhu Song from making trouble for him.
"Oh, Lord Yi is so energetic. It seems that the disaster relief funds have been recovered."
The people inside immediately fell silent. Zhu Song shook his head contentedly and walked away.
As soon as I arrived at the front hall, a yamen runner came in and said, "Sir, there's a woman at the door. She says her nephew is seriously ill and begs you to save his life. She's been kneeling at the door for two hours."
Zhu Song looked at the anxious look of the yamen runner and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Bring her in."
The bailiff ran out quickly and brought the person in soon. It was a woman in a white dress with a white paper flower on her head. She looked fragile and pitiful. In her arms was a little girl of two or three years old. She had her eyes closed and her face was red. She looked like she was seriously ill.
Zhu Song asked, "Is Ling Ye back?"
The yamen runner replied, "He hasn't come back yet."
Zhu Song asked again, "Are there any doctors in the government office?"
The yamen runner replied hurriedly: "Yes, yes, sir."
"Go and get the doctor."
"yes"
The moment the yamen runner responded, the woman in the white dress knelt down before Zhu Song and said, "Your Excellency, I will never forget your great kindness."
Zhu Song raised his hand weakly, "Get up. The child is too young to withstand the wind and rain. I am worried about him being so sick."
The woman in the white dress had tears in her eyes. "It is a blessing for the people of Jizhou that Your Excellency can come to Jizhou."
"Get up quickly."
The woman in the white dress tried to stand up, but stumbled for some reason. Zhu Song was afraid she would drop the child in her arms, so he instinctively went to help her. As a result, the woman in the white dress fell into his arms, blushing. Zhu Song quickly pushed her away and coughed lightly, "Be careful, don't drop the child."
The woman in the white dress lowered her head slightly, the heat on her face still lingering, and she looked shy. "Yes, I understand, sir."
Zhu Song felt something was wrong and quickly called a yamen runner over, "Take this girl down to see a doctor."
The woman in the white dress interrupted, "Sir, my name is Xue Caining."
Zhu Song nodded and went straight to the door, but as soon as he arrived at the door, he met Zhu Lingye who had returned.
Zhu Lingye said, "Brother, I have brought back all the doctors from the Xinglin Hall nearby. There are probably seventy or eighty of them."
Seventy or eighty doctors were definitely enough, but in order to maintain order, they still had to divide the area. So Zhu Song turned back. When he passed the lobby door, Zhu Lingye saw a woman in a white dress staring at Zhu Song infatuatedly.
Zhu Lingye quietly nudged Zhu Song's arm and whispered, "Brother, there's a girl over there staring at you."
Zhu Song glanced at him and said, "Since you have so much free time, why don't you go to the kitchen and cook?"
The kitchen is the busiest place in the entire yamen. It never stops working all day long. There are so many people eating that the next meal has to be cooked as soon as the current one is finished. Zhu Song can hear the wailing from the kitchen eight hundred times a day, as well as the yelling for Zhu Song to give them more staff, but Zhu Song has no staff. He draws one pancake after another, and the head chef has learned the tricks. He can't fool people anymore, so now he, an imperial envoy, has to walk around the kitchen.
Zhu Lingye smiled awkwardly, "Brother, let's not make such scary jokes."
Zhu Song also laughed with him, "You were the one who made the joke first."
After all, they were brothers, so Zhu Lingye wasn't that intimidated by him. "But brother, that girl is pretty. Don't you like pretty girls?"
The implication was obvious. Zhu Song didn't respond, but instead asked him, "Do you like ugly ones? When we return to Beijing, I'll ask my mother to propose marriage to the Li family for you."
The Li family had an ugly girl who was born with a large blue birthmark on her face. She had been looking for a husband for a long time, and had proposed to several men, but they all thought the men were not good-looking, so the marriage never worked out.
Zhu Lingye was really scared. The girl from the Li family was very famous in Beijing, not only for her looks, but also for her extremely bad temper. She would swing a sledgehammer to hit people if they were not careful.
"Brother, let's talk about the doctor."
The two of them worked together to draw up a rough scope of responsibility, and dared to go to the scene to command, bringing each doctor to their respective areas of responsibility, and established rules that disaster victims could only see a specific doctor. If there were special circumstances that required cross-regional medical treatment, they had to report to the government for approval.
Since the disaster victims entered the city, they had been cooperating with the government, and Zhu Song hadn't been harsh on them. He briefly patrolled the streets in the afternoon and returned to the governor's office just as it was getting dark.
After a simple dinner, Zhu Song went to the office of the governor's yamen to look at the construction materials of the dam. There were a lot of materials piled up in several large boxes. Zhu Song was not in a hurry and looked at them slowly.
There was a knock on the door. Zhu Song answered without even raising his head, "Come in."
As soon as the door opened, the wind blew in and made the candle in the room sway. Zhu Song looked up and saw that it was Xue Caining who came in. She was holding a plate of lotus cakes in her hand. She had a graceful figure and affectionate eyes.
She walked to the desk and placed the lotus cake on the table. "Sir, Cai Ning has nothing and can only make some inferior cakes. Please don't despise me."
Her tone was gentle and melodious, like singing a song. Zhu Song nodded slightly at her and said, "Thank you for your kindness. How is the child?"
Xue Caining replied, "The fever has subsided a little after the acupuncture, but the patient hasn't woken up yet. The doctor said he's very ill and needs to be recuperated for a while."
Zhu Song nodded and said, "Go and take care of the child."
Xue Caining bowed and said, "Caining won't bother you anymore, sir." Then she turned around and walked out, but when she closed the door, she looked at Zhu Song reluctantly.
Her gaze was so intense that Zhu Song couldn't ignore it, so he looked up and asked, "Anything else?"
Xue Caining shook her head quickly as if she had been caught doing something bad, and then closed the door.
Zhu Song didn’t sleep well last night, so he felt sleepy early today. He yawned, closed the account book and put it back into the box. When he stood up and was about to leave, he saw the lotus cake on the table and reached out to take one.
Zhu Song opened the door and came out. The strong wind mixed with rain and mist made his body wet, making him feel even more sleepy.
When Zhu Song arrived at the bedroom and opened the door, he smelled a strong smell, which seemed like fruity scent, but mixed with something else, which Zhu Song could not distinguish.
The room was pitch black without a single light. Zhu Song felt that it must have been done by that old man Yi Kangning, so he didn't plan to go in. But before he could turn around, his hands were grabbed. Long nails dyed with red cardamom were placed on his wrists, bringing some coolness that effectively relieved the heat in Zhu Song's body.
Zhu Song was pulled into the house unexpectedly. The fragrance in the house became stronger. Zhu Song felt dizzy and hot after taking only two puffs.
"Sir, come on" "Happiness, sir" "Sir"
The charming voice climbed over his skin and into his ears like a soft dodder, making him feel itchy inside. Although Zhu Song did not claim to be a gentleman, if he stepped into such an obvious trap, he would be ridiculed by Gu Huaiyu for the rest of his life.
So when the hand reached into his chest, Zhu Song drew his sword without hesitation and chopped off the hand. This might not be true, because it was too dark to see, so Zhu Song just swung his sword. As for whether he chopped off the hand or whose hand he chopped off, no one knew except the person being chopped off.
But this could not be considered a secret, because soon everyone started screaming, as if a hundred geese were calling at the same time, making Zhu Song's head more and more dizzy. He could not even stand up and sat down with the help of the table. Even though he looked so weak, no one dared to come forward at this moment.
Zhu Song shouted coldly, "Get lost!"
There was no need for him to shout, and no one was willing to stay. Everyone rushed out and soon left, and the room became quiet.
Zhu Song breathed a sigh of relief, then he seemed a little dizzy. In a daze, he heard someone call him, "Sir."
Zhu Song raised his head with great effort, and saw Xue Caining holding a candle in her hand. Her delicate little face was stained with raindrops, which sparkled in the candlelight. The worry in her eyes was almost overflowing with tears.
"I-I'll help you, sir."
Zhu Song didn't say anything extra, just pointed his sword at her and said, "Get out."
Tears immediately rolled down her cheeks, and she looked so pitiful. Xue Caining refused to leave, and even took a step forward and grabbed Zhu Song's hand. "Sir, I volunteered. I've been attracted to you since the first time I saw you. Please let me help you."
Zhu Song's eyes were cold as he thrust his sword into Xue Caining's shoulder. Blood dripped down the blade. "How dare you plot against the imperial envoy? How many lives do you have left for me to kill?"
Xue Caining's eyes widened as she argued, "I didn't."
"Get out." Zhu Song drew his sword and shouted coldly, "If you don't leave now, I will kill you immediately."
Xue Caining gritted her teeth, but still didn't dare to gamble, so she turned around and walked out.
Yi Kangning and Duan Zhenghong, who were waiting at the door, glared at her with disappointment when they saw her come out. Xue Caining covered the wound on her shoulder and looked at Duan Zhenghong with tears in her eyes. Duan Zhenghong was no longer angry at that moment and reached out to hold her in his arms.
Yi Kangning looked at the two people who were getting along well with each other, gritted his teeth, and it seemed that there was only one last way.
That man who is so beautiful that he is unique in the world.
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