Chapter 104 Finally decided to take medicine
Mr. Li asked Lu Qiniang for a piece of meat to feed the little god.
Bald Eagle, if you can really fly to the palace of the gods, can you help me pray to the gods to give me another five years?
Three years is also possible...
The little god turned his face away and ignored him.
Seeing this, Lu Qiniang said, "Master Li, don't worry about it. It's not hungry at all. It can eat its own food and sometimes even brings us food. The pheasant we got today was brought back by it."
Mr. Li sighed and prepared to throw the meat to Ah Huang, who was squatting at his feet, waiting eagerly.
At this time, Xiao Yan came over and said, "Little God, open your mouth."
The little god glanced at it but didn't open his mouth.
Xiao Yan looked at it steadily.
After a moment, the little god finally flapped his wings reluctantly, took the meat from Master Li's hand, and then suddenly accelerated and flew straight into the sky.
"Oh, it has quite a temper." Lu Qiniang scolded with a smile, "Master Li, forget about you. It ignored me and just held a grudge against me for feeding it rats. Don't you think I was doing this for its own good?"
"So sometimes," said Master Li, "I would like to turn my heart to the bright moon, but it only shines on the ditch."
He thought of the prince.
Obviously, that was the child he had the highest hopes for, but he was more in awe of him than close to him.
The prince treated him as an emperor, but not as a father.
"Grandpa, it's getting late, we should go back." Xiao Yan said.
If you don't leave now, the palace gate will be closed.
Lu Qiniang said, "If you ask me, it's so late, we should just squeeze in here. Why can't we stay for two days before leaving?"
Mr. Li smiled and said, "It's time to go back."
"Are you really leaving?"
"Um."
"Wait a minute, then. I'll go pack you some green rice dumplings. Daya, do you have any peach blossom wine left? Take a jar for Master Li too. By the way, did your family like those two mallard ducks last time? Did they keep them alive? Do you want two more?"
Teng Wenfu silently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Aunt, please let the Imperial Household Department and the concubines and ministers in the palace go.
They have been worrying about the two ducks and racking their brains.
If two more come, it will trigger a new round of speculation.
Mr. Li smiled and said, "You don't need the duck. You can keep the peach blossom wine for yourselves..."
But Lu Qinniang finally brought him some green rice dumplings and a jar of peach blossom wine and sent them out.
Master Li came this time by carriage. When Lu Qiniang saw the driver, she slapped her head and said, "Oh, I didn't know that the master brought people with him. You've been waiting here all the time. Haven't you eaten? If I had known earlier, I would have asked you to come in and have a bite. Daya, bring me a fried cake and two boiled eggs..."
Driver: "No, no, thank you very much."
Lu Qiniang finally stuffed the fried cake and egg into his mouth and said enthusiastically, "Next time you come, be sure to come in for a meal. We are small families and don't have so many rules. We can't let people go hungry."
"Master Li, take your medicine. Remember to take it. If you have it, take it tonight. If you don't have it, don't forget it tomorrow."
The carriages rumbled along in the twilight, passing through the streets that were bustling and noisy during the day.
At this moment, there was silence outside, only the sound of horse hooves and wheels.
The luminous pearls on the four corners of the carriage cast a soft light on the carriage.
Mr. Li also had a smile on his face, as if he was still savoring the liveliness and warmth of the courtyard.
Suddenly, he asked the "driver" outside, "Lu Jin, have you eaten the oil cake? Is it delicious?"
Lu Jin, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who was disguised as a coachman, felt a pang of fear in his heart and his mind raced.
Does the emperor want him to say whether it is delicious or not?
Should he eat it?
"Your Majesty," he said carefully, "I just tasted it and it's very soft..."
Well, they only say it’s soft, but don’t say whether it tastes good or not.
If the emperor said it was not tasty, he would say that he liked it hard.
If the emperor said it was delicious, he would continue to praise it.
The emperor understood his thoughts very well, "Don't waste it if you don't eat it. It's a token of her love."
The emperor knew that food like fried pancakes and eggs were very common to Lu Jin, and he might even dislike them.
However, that was a delicious thing that Lu Qin's mother was reluctant to eat.
Lu Jin immediately understood and said, "Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is the product of hard work? I come from a poor family and I hate extravagance and waste."
The emperor said "hmm" lightly and said nothing more.
Everyone around me is like this. When they talk to me, they choose their words carefully and don't know how many times they have to think about them before they can say them.
Want to hear the truth?
No.
There are a lot of good things to say.
The emperor shook his head.
Forget it, why blame me?
After returning to the palace, the eunuchs who were anxiously waiting at the palace gate came forward to greet him, but they did not dare to say that he was the emperor. They just led the carriage into the palace gate quietly.
The palace gate slowly closed, the time belonging to Master Li came to an end, and the almighty emperor returned.
"Teng Wenfu, ask the Imperial Hospital to prescribe the medicine according to the last prescription."
"Your Majesty," Teng Wenfu said worriedly, "but Doctor Ma said that medicine is unlikely to be of much use."
"Is it poisonous?" asked the emperor.
"That's not the case."
"Then let's fry one and try it. It won't be in vain for Abandoned Mother's good intentions."
The emperor only plans to have one meal.
Teng Wenfu immediately sent someone to the Imperial Hospital.
The emperor flipped through the pile of memorials on the table and began to review them with his red brush.
Teng Wenfu stood aside and carefully advised: "Your Majesty, there are endless memorials to read. You are tired from leaving the palace today, so you should rest early."
"I can't sleep." The emperor didn't even raise his head. "You know that even a peaceful sleep is impossible for me right now."
The end is approaching, and he knows it.
Do as much as you can.
The emperor also wanted to see where there were any omissions so that he could plug them for the prince.
In fact, he started making the necessary arrangements a year or two ago.
But now, it always feels like it’s not enough.
"Oh, right," the emperor suddenly remembered something, "I asked the Ministry of Revenue to provide the regulations for the head tax last time. Has the memorial been submitted?"
The Emperor is considering abolishing the poll tax.
However, this matter cannot be cancelled suddenly just because he made a sudden decision.
"Lord Zhang Heyao, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue—" Teng Wenfu felt a little emotional when he mentioned this name. "It has been submitted."
This is Lu Qinniang's ex-husband, who abandoned her after having sex with her.
But I have to admit that this kid is very capable.
Teng Wenfu has been with the emperor and has seen countless people.
It is not easy to get his praise of "okay" on a normal day, and those who are considered "very capable" by him must be outstanding people.
"Zhang Heyao? I don't like him. Well, present it to me."
Although he was the Son of Heaven, the emperor always reminded himself not to promote officials based on personal preferences or closeness to them.
Those who are capable will be given the position.
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