Chapter 68: Double Dwelling 2 "Thank you, Hei Xiaobao."
Zhu Song woke up early the next morning. He was full of energy whenever he had something to do. He wanted to call Xia Yunqing, but when he opened the door, he saw him sitting in the corridor with a pale face. It seemed that he had been waiting for a while.
Seeing Zhu Song, Xia Yunqing quickly stood up. His legs were a little stiff from being frozen for so long, and he stumbled a bit. "Brother, shall we go now?"
Zhu Song said to him, "Don't sit outside in such a cold day."
Xia Yunqing quickly replied, "It's okay. I'm just worried about delaying you, and I just got here."
Zhu Song didn't say much, just said: "Don't do that next time."
"Okay, I understand." Xia Yunqing always agreed readily.
The two put on special face coverings and went out.
Zhu Song first took Xia Yunqing to the Eastern Palace. All the medicinal materials were kept in the Eastern Palace. Every morning, the guards would deliver the fever-reducing medicinal materials from the Eastern Palace to Jingzhao Prefecture. At this time, the guards were busy loading the truck.
In order to prevent infection, the Imperial Medical Bureau and the doctors who were summoned were dispersed to ten places to develop antidotes. The medicinal materials they needed were delivered separately, and there were also special people responsible for sending letters between the doctors in various places.
The Eastern Palace has truly become a warehouse now. Medicinal herbs are shipped in and sent out every day. In addition to the guards and account books, it also requires a lot of manpower to keep records.
Compared to the outside world, working in the East Palace is the safest.
We followed the vehicle carrying the medicinal materials to Jingzhao Prefecture, where there was also a doctor responsible for preparing antipyretic medicine. The biggest characteristic of this epidemic was fever. Before the antidote was developed, Jingzhao Prefecture had to prepare tens of thousands of antipyretic medicines and send them out every day.
After the medicine is boiled, it will be sent to the twenty dispensing points set up in the city. The yamen runners will pack it and put it on the table outside the door. The sick people will line up to receive it. However, there are often disputes while queuing, so people have to be arranged to maintain order. Dealing with patients all the time is the most dangerous thing.
Xia Yunqing said, "Brother, I can't keep accounts, I don't have much strength, and I don't know how to make medicine, so I'll just do this."
Zhu Song was worried about him, "It's dangerous here, are you sure you want to do this?"
Xia Yunqing said, "Even in danger, someone has to do it, right?"
After hearing what he said, Zhu Song didn't say anything else and agreed.
Xia Yunqing went on duty with full confidence. This was the first time he left Zhu Mansion since coming to the capital. He had great expectations, but when he appeared in front of everyone, it caused a lot of controversy.
"This guy looks quite young, but why does he have white hair? Is he sick?"
"Yes, I think so too. How could someone who is not sick be a guard at this time?"
"I haven't seen him in the past few days. There must be something wrong."
As soon as the epidemic broke out, people became irritable and angry, especially those who were infected. They were even more irritable. It seemed as if they had found an outlet for their anger. Under the instigation of some busybodies, they actually attacked Xia Yunqing.
When Zhu Song received the news and rushed over, Xia Yunqing's face mask had fallen off and there were wounds on the corners of his mouth. The yamen runners from the Dali Temple stopped the patients, but it was just a formal stop and no one dared to approach the patients.
Zhu Song shouted coldly at everyone, "What are you doing? This is my arrangement. If you have any complaints, come to me."
Xia Yunqing pulled his sleeve, shook his head and said softly: "Brother, I'm fine, don't be angry."
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "He is Zhusong."
Because Zhu Song was wearing a face mask, the patients didn't recognize him.
"This divine punishment is because of him. He and the Crown Prince committed adultery, secretly giving and receiving things. Not only were they in cahoots, they also forged the imperial edict. Heaven has sent down punishment. They sit on high pedestals, but we ordinary people suffer. He's dead if he contracts the disease, and they've dragged him down with them. Brothers, charge! Kill this traitor and restore peace to the world."
One call and a hundred responses.
"Charge! Kill the treacherous villains and restore peace to the world."
"Charge! Kill the treacherous villains and restore peace to the world."
"Charge! Kill the treacherous villains and restore peace to the world."
Many people rushed forward. Seeing this, Zhu Song shouted at the yamen runners, "Back off."
The yamen runners hesitated, "But sir..."
Zhu Song shouted coldly, "Go away, clear the place, and close the door."
The bailiffs replied, "Yes," and left in a hurry.
Zhu Song looked at Xia Yunqing, but before he could say anything, people rushed over. They were outnumbered and Zhu Song didn't fight back, so he was soon knocked to the ground.
"Brother." Xia Yunqing shouted, rushed over, pushed through the crowd and pounced on Zhu Song.
The sound of punches hitting flesh was deafening. Suddenly, with a "puff" sound, Xia Yunqing spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the body of the person in front of him, and the red was dazzling.
"Bad luck. Kill him."
"Beat him to death."
The perpetrator shouted this.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Song clenched his fists, and then he stopped tolerating and fought back.
Zhu Song's kung fu is top-notch. He can beat people to a pulp with just one move. Oh, there are still a few who can fight. After fighting with them for a few rounds, Zhu Song knew that they were well-trained.
"So he's from the Jiang family."
Zhu Song suddenly stopped, looked at the person in front of him and said something as if he was dying of laughter.
The other party was obviously a little panicked, "We don't understand what you are saying."
Zhu Song said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will understand when you go to the Dali Temple."
When the other party heard that someone was going to be arrested, they looked at each other and immediately ran over.
Zhu Song glanced at the people still lying on the ground. Those people felt guilty when he looked at them, and they shrank their necks and dared not speak.
"If this is really a punishment from heaven as you said, shouldn't I be the first one to be punished? I'm so stupid that I'm hopeless." Zhu Song snorted coldly and turned away.
The people on the ground came to their senses and quickly sat up and said, "Master Zhu, we know we are wrong. Please don't give up on us, Master Zhu."
Zhu Song didn't look back. At this moment, Zhu Lingye also received the news and rushed over. Seeing the miserable state of Zhu Song and Xia Yunqing, he immediately flew into a rage and said, "Take away all those who did this and chop them into pieces."
"Please spare our lives, sir. We know we were wrong. We really know we were wrong."
Zhu Song shook his head at Zhu Lingye and said, "I'll leave it to you. I'll take Yun Qing back first."
Zhu Lingye said: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely deal with these guys."
"My best wishes..." "My best wishes..."
Zhu Song ignored them and walked up to Xia Yunqing. "Can you still go?"
"Yes." Xia Yunqing stood up, but just as he stood up, he hissed and fell back down. "It's okay, brother, I'll be fine after a while."
Zhu Song squatted in front of him and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."
Xia Yunqing quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, brother, this is not appropriate, I really can do it." Then he tried to stand up again, but still couldn't.
"Hurry up." Zhu Song urged.
"Well, thank you, brother."
Xia Yunqing stood up and lay on Zhu Song's back. Zhu Song spat out a mouthful of blood foam as he stood up, "Pooh."
Xia Yunqing was very uneasy when he saw this, "Brother, I'd better go by myself."
Zhu Song said, "Come on, you're already injured, and you'll fall later."
Xia Yunqing muttered something in a low voice, but his voice was too soft and the cold wind was blowing so hard that Zhu Song couldn't hear clearly.
After returning to the Zhu Mansion, they consulted the palace physician. Zhu Song was fine, but Xia Yunqing had a broken leg and needed to recuperate for some time.
Xia Yunqing felt very sorry for this, "I'm sorry, brother, for causing you so much trouble."
Zhu Song said: "Why bother thanking your brother? Just take good care of him and don't think too much about it."
Xia Yunqing nodded, and Zhu Song went back to his work after confirming that he was fine.
Zhusong came back early today, just after the hour of Hai.
The moonlight was not bright tonight. When Zhu Song returned to the yard, he saw another person sitting in the yard. Zhu Song subconsciously thought it was Xia Yunqing and said, "Didn't I tell you not to wait outside..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw that person stood up. Zhu Song then realized that this was not Xia Yunqing.
He quickly took a few steps back, putting some distance between them. "I've been in contact with many patients while I'm out there. Your Majesty, please send someone to tell me if you have anything to say. Your Majesty, please return to the palace."
Wen Fengxuan didn't respond at all and just asked him, "Who do you think I am?"
Zhu Song urged, "Now is not the time to talk about this, hurry back to the palace."
Wen Fengxuan called him, "Come here."
Zhu Song shook his head. Wen Fengxuan walked forward. Every step Zhu Song took took a step back. Wen Fengxuan did not stop until Zhu Song reached the wall.
Zhu Song frowned and said, "Don't come over here."
Wen Fengxuan stopped and Zhu Song asked again, "Your Majesty, what brings you here?"
Wen Fengxuan stared at him, his tone not very good, "If I hadn't come, you would have been kidnapped."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Song frowned, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
Wen Fengxuan simply explained it more clearly, "That Xia Yunqing."
Zhu Song quickly explained, "He's my brother. He was injured because of me and came into contact with patients. I can't let anyone else bring him back."
Wen Fengxuan was very reasonable, "He's not your biological brother either."
Zhu Song was speechless because Xia Yunqing was indeed not his brother.
When he didn't say anything, Wen Fengxuan looked even angrier, his brows furrowed. "You like him? He's prettier than me?"
This was too ambiguous, so Zhu Song quickly interrupted him, "Even though he's just my adopted brother, in my heart he's just like my biological brother. The relationship between him and me isn't what you think."
Zhu Song felt that it was too damaging to his innocence to even explain this unfounded matter.
Wen Fengxuan pressed on, "He's your biological brother, but what about me? What am I to you?"
Zhu Song lowered his eyes and replied, "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the monarch."
Wen Fengxuan narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, "What else?"
Zhu Song was stuck. He probably knew what Wen Fengxuan wanted to hear, but there were already rumors outside. If there was really something, wouldn't it confirm the theory of natural disaster?
Seeing him silent, Wen Fengxuan frowned, "Are you going to abandon me?"
His voice was trembling, making people feel sad. Zhu Song was anxious, but he didn't dare to say it. He just said, "Your Majesty, please return to the palace quickly."
"Ah." Wen Fengxuan suddenly bent down and cried out. Zhu Song asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
Wen Fengxuan didn't even raise his head, but his voice became more urgent, "Something is crawling on me."
"What is it?"
"It's slippery and cold." Wen Fengxuan looked up at him, his face becoming more and more panicked. "Could it be a snake?" After saying that, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zhu Song didn't care about anything else and rushed forward to hug him.
Zhu Song held Wen Fengxuan and sat on the ground, searching anxiously in his pants. "Where is it?"
Wen Fengxuan took advantage of the situation and put his arms around his neck, "I got you."
Hearing Wen Fengxuan's cheerful words, Zhu Song immediately realized that he had been deceived. He stopped what he was doing, looked down at Wen Fengxuan, and said nothing.
Zhu Song's face didn't look good, and Wen Fengxuan spoke again, "It's a bit cold."
Zhu Song said: "Let go and go back to the palace."
Wen Fengxuan rejected him without even thinking, "No."
Zhu Song asked him, "Then what do you want to do?"
Wen Fengxuan opened his eyes slightly wide, looking expectant. "Whatever you want to do?"
"no."
The light in Wen Fengxuan's eyes disappeared, and he lowered his eyes. "I just want to talk to you. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave."
Although he said this, his hands did not move at all, and he even hugged Zhu Song tighter.
Zhu Song couldn't stand him showing weakness and sighed, "I'm afraid you'll catch the disease. I'm out and about every day, and my clothes are dirty."
Wen Fengxuan said: "I'm not afraid."
"I'm afraid," Zhu Song said. "You've only just ascended the throne, and your position is unstable. You can't afford to make any mistakes. If you rush to the Zhu Mansion without caring about anything, and the virtuous prince and his men catch you, how will you cope?"
Wen Fengxuan asked, "What is it?"
Zhu Song was somewhat helpless. "Do you know that rumors are circulating that you and I have an affair? As the ruler of a country, you must at least not have any stain on your face. Otherwise, if the royal families unite, you won't be able to resist even if you are the emperor."
Wen Fengxuan said: "You are not a stain, Zhu Song, you are my queen."
"Nonsense," Zhu Song said sternly, "There has never been a man who became queen in any dynasty. Don't say such things anymore."
Wen Fengxuan lowered his eyes after being scolded, and his voice became tearful. "I know I've never been liked since I was a child. I couldn't get what I wanted. I worked so hard to become the emperor. If I still can't be sincere, then I don't want to be the emperor anymore."
Zhu Song was anxious and angry, "Shut up." Fearing that someone might be eavesdropping, he quickly carried the man into the room. Just as Zhu Song was about to put him on the bed, Wen Fengxuan stopped him, "My pants are wet."
Zhu Song was puzzled, "Why are your pants wet?"
Wen Fengxuan replied: "The snow melted and got wet."
Zhu Song felt behind him and found that it was indeed wet. Zhu Song was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he quickly said, "Then change. I'll go get you some clothes."
"oh."
Zhu Song put Wen Fengxuan down and went to the closet to get clothes for him. When he came back and saw Wen Fengxuan standing naked, Zhu Song immediately took a breath of cold air and said, "Oh, you are my ancestor." Then he quickly took the quilt, wrapped him up and put him on the bed.
Wen Fengxuan said honestly, "This quilt is so cold."
"I'll ask someone to bring some braziers." Zhu Song gave the order after he finished speaking, but because there was no one in the yard, Zhu Song still went out to shout.
As soon as Zhu Song returned, he heard Wen Fengxuan say, "What should we do before the brazier is born?"
Zhu Song looked at Wen Fengxuan's pale face, walked forward and hugged him, with a look of resignation, "I'll warm you up."
Wen Fengxuan curled the corners of his lips, tilted his head and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, Hei Xiaobao."
Hearing the childhood nickname being affectionately called by his beloved, Zhu Song felt a little hot in his ears and tilted his head slightly, "As a subject, I shall serve Your Majesty with all my heart."
Wen Fengxuan asked again: "Does that mean you can do anything?"
"no."
Wen Fengxuan pressed the issue, "If the Emperor can't do it, then who can?"
Zhu Song didn't say anything, but Wen Fengxuan kept insisting, "Can I do it?"
Zhu Song didn't know how to respond, but fortunately, the servant's voice came to his rescue, "Master, the brazier is ready."
Zhu Song responded, "Put it outside."
"good."
The servant brought the braziers in and placed them in the outer room before leaving. Zhu Song then let go of Wen Fengxuan and brought the braziers in one by one.
Zhu Song took the clothes and heated them one by one, then handed them to Wen Fengxuan, "Put them on while they're hot."
Wen Fengxuan looked embarrassed, "It's too cold and I don't want to move."
Facing Wen Fengxuan's aggrieved eyes, Zhu Song sighed inwardly, placed the brazier closer, then stood up and walked in front of Wen Fengxuan, "Shall I help you through it?"
"Okay." This time Wen Fengxuan agreed readily.
Zhu Song pulled the quilt back slightly, revealing his fair shoulders. It was indeed cold, and Wen Fengxuan's hair stood on end. Zhu Song quickly helped Jiang put clothes on him. The touch of clothes inevitably touched his skin, and the delicate touch instantly reminded Zhu Song of those absurd nights. Those scenes and mumblings replayed in his mind, making Zhu Song a little distracted and a little angry at his own poor self-control.
It's hard to do good things when your mind is in a mess. Just as he finished buttoning the last button, Wen Fengxuan asked him, "What are you thinking about?"
Zhu Song naturally didn't dare to say what he was thinking, so he replied, "Nothing."
Wen Fengxuan came forward, stared into his eyes, and said seriously, "You're lying."
"No." Zhu Song would of course deny it.
Wen Fengxuan said, "The buttons are buttoned wrong."
Zhu Song then looked carefully and found that he had tied the wrong one from the first one.
Wen Fengxuan held his hand while undoing the heavy buckle. Zhu Song looked up at him, confused. Wen Fengxuan pulled hard, but Zhu Song was on guard against him and didn't pull. Wen Fengxuan frowned and said, "Come here."
Zhu Song said: "Your Majesty, please return to the palace once you are warm."
Wen Fengxuan rejected him, "No, we've been in contact for so long, if something happens you can't escape."
Zhu Song frowned, "How long does Your Majesty plan to stay here?"
Wen Fengxuan didn't go too far. He said, "I'll leave early tomorrow morning. Is that okay?"
Wen Fengxuan pulled Zhu Song's sleeve and shook it, then continued, "It's so cold out here, and the wind is blowing so hard. If you get caught, you're sure to catch a cold."
Zhu Song softened his heart and compromised, saying, "Go back early tomorrow."
Wen Fengxuan's eyebrows curved, "Okay." He moved to the inside of the bed, leaving room for one person, "Come up quickly."
Zhu Song glanced at the seat he had reserved, then looked into Wen Fengxuan's expectant eyes. The words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. He began to numb himself, one last time, one last time before overstepping the bounds.
Zhu Song was convinced by himself. He took off his shoes and sat on the bed. Wen Fengxuan turned around and hugged him. He said, "Zhu Song, the epidemic is coming with great force, and the future is unpredictable. Let's..."
He didn't finish his words, but the hint in his eyes was very clear. Zhu Song didn't understand, but he just couldn't convince himself. He grabbed Wen Fengxuan's hand and said, "Your Majesty, you can't do that."
Wen Fengxuan pursed his lips, looking a little hurt, "Why?"
Zhu Song didn't answer him, but covered his eyes with his hands. "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."
The palm of his hand was brushed by the long eyelashes, which made him feel a little itchy, but Zhu Song resisted the urge to do so. He repeated, "Go to sleep. The epidemic will definitely be resolved."
Wen Fengxuan said: "You come together."
They were already in the same bed, so it would be pretentious to refuse now. Zhu Song just agreed and lay down.
Wen Fengxuan let go of his arm and hugged his arm, staring at Zhu Song. Zhu Song noticed his gaze and seemed to be extremely tired, so he closed his eyes first.
I don’t know how long it took, but it felt like a long time before the gaze projected on him disappeared. Zhu Song opened his eyes, turned his head, looked at Wen Fengxuan’s peaceful sleeping face, and pursed his lips slightly.
Wen Fengxuan, it would be great if you were just a leisurely prince.
Unfortunately, this assumption is meaningless. No matter how many times they come, they will make the same choice.
A strand of long hair hung on Wen Fengxuan's cheek. Zhu Song reached out and gently lifted it away. His fingers touched Wen Fengxuan's face, which was soft and warm. At this moment, Zhu Song suddenly had a delusion. Even if he could never lie in the same bed again, he would be willing to watch him from afar for the rest of his life.
But he thought of the gossip he heard today, and he knew clearly that this was impossible. Not to mention the way Wen Fengxuan looked at him, just the way he looked at Wen Fengxuan, he absolutely could not stay with Wen Fengxuan.
The ruler of a country cannot have any stain.
Zhu Song thought a lot, his mind was in a state of confusion, but seeing that Wen Fengxuan had strangely calmed down, he finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes deeply.
Zhu Song was sleeping in a daze and dreamed that a cold snake crawled onto his body and moved all over it.
Zhu Song was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, then met Wen Fengxuan's flushed face and misty eyes. Zhu Song's eyes widened. His clothes had been torn open, and Wen Fengxuan's hand was on his chest, burning hot.
Realizing what Wen Fengxuan was doing, Zhu Song grabbed his hand, quickly sat up and buttoned his clothes.
Zhu Song was about to speak when Wen Fengxuan fell softly into his arms. Zhu Song reached out and touched him, and it was very hot.
Zhu Song suddenly became panicked. Could it be that he was infected with the disease?
"I'll go get Li Qiutong."
Zhu Song put Wen Fengxuan on the bed and hurriedly tried to get out of bed, but Wen Fengxuan held him back and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."
No hurry, he was almost dying of anxiety, but at this moment Zhu Song was worried that he was scared, so he gasped and squeezed out an ugly smile, "I'm not in a hurry, I'll go find Li Qiutong and be back soon, don't be afraid."
Wen Fengxuan said: "Send someone, I want to keep an eye on you."
Wen Fengxuan's face flushed red with fever, and Zhu Song replied, "Okay, I'll send someone."
"Um."
Wen Fengxuan finally let him go. Zhu Song hurried out the door and came to Zhu Lingye's room. He immediately pulled back his blanket and said, "Go get Li Qiutong."
Zhu Lingye sat up abruptly when he heard his anxious voice and asked quickly, "What happened?"
Zhu Song was very anxious, "I'll explain it to you later, it's urgent, you need to go now."
"good."
Zhu Lingye didn't even put on any clothes. He just put on a cloak and hurried out the door.
When Zhu Song walked out of the room, the cold wind was like a knife, blowing his face painfully, and his mind was full of Wen Fengxuan's red face. No, he had to find a way.
The lantern in front of the door was swaying, and the dim light was warm and fluffy, like soft dog hair.
Dog hair?
I wish you a flash of inspiration and blessings.
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