I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

After seeing off the imperial doctor, Zhe Yu sat up from the bed and stretched.

After lying down for almost two days, I felt uncomfortable all over.

Baicaoshi boiled lotus leaf and lotus root porridge, and just brought it in, and saw Zhe Yu in full swing. Putting it down, she came to help Zhe Yu, "Oh my little ancestor, the wall has eyes, lie down quickly."

Zheyu gazed at Baicaoshi affectionately with those ecstatic eyes, "Shishi, when can I go home?"

The medical clinic is suffocated, and there are so many people coming and going, all kinds of inconveniences.

"Isn't this for others to see? If you want to do it, make a full set."

Naturally, it was for Emperor Yanwu to see. The emperor's self-blame and guilt are very useful sometimes.

Zhe Yu went to pull Baicao Poetry, "I want to lie down together, but I haven't given it to me for a long time."

The two of them were busy with golf tournaments before, and they felt like they were in a long-distance relationship even though they were in the same city. Now that the dust has settled, it's time to hug and hold high. "Eat some health porridge first."

Zhe Yu looked at his daughter-in-law unscrupulously, "I think there is a delicacy that is better than health porridge, and I want to eat it."

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Baicaoshi had no choice but to watch Gaoling Zhihua turn into a little milk dog, and the gap was quite big. She sat on the edge of the bed, put the spoon to her lips and blew, giving Oriha the highest treatment.

"How's the situation outside?" Zhe Yu asked.

Baicaoshi handed over another spoon, "My heart probably flew to Yanjing, but I'm sorry to leave you as a lifesaver."

Zhe Yu touched Baicaoshi's face, and looked at it seriously, the daughter-in-law is so pretty. "Shishi, the storm is coming, are you afraid?"

Baicaoshi chuckled, "The wind and rain are coming, I'm hiding behind you, what's there to be afraid of?"

She had planned it long ago, and she stood behind Zhe Yu and made a fortune silently. Once Zhe Yu needed help, she would spend money to create a way to reach the sky.

"We may, in the near future, go to Yanjing."

Baicaoshi has already been to Yanjing, but she knows that she will no longer be a passerby when she goes to Yanjing again. "Well, I know. Anyway, where Yu Bao goes is my home."

The simple words, with the most touching power, Zhe Yu leaned over and kissed Baicaoshi's forehead lightly.

Baicaoshi giggled softly, "Hey, are you still sick now?"

Zhe Yu ignored it, put the bowl in her hand on the bedside table, interlocked her fingers, and leaned towards her.

"Shishi, I miss you."

The face of heaven and man is close in front of my eyes, and the nose is filled with the good smell of pine and bamboo from the mountains, and Baicaoshi is distracted for a while. "When the old man is gone, we will be free."

Zhe Yu's fingers covered her lips, so delicate and charming. Then he printed it, tenderly at first, then deeply demanding.

He was not injured or sick, but in order to fool the imperial doctor, he had to take debilitating medicine, so he became a real patient, and patients always have privileges.

The breath was a little disordered, and Baicaoshi's eyes were already glistening with water. "Yubao, are you ready?"

After all, it was daytime, she couldn't let it go.

Zhe Yu lay down obediently, "Okay, I guess the old man is coming."

The days of fighting wits with the old man and bullying the little daughter-in-law by the way are quite beautiful. Sure enough, not long after, Dou An's voice came from downstairs.

Emperor Yanwu is here.

Baicaoshi withdrew, and Zheyu returned to her sickly appearance.

"Are you okay?" Emperor Yanwu asked.

Zhe Oscar winner Yu's lips moved, and he answered with difficulty in his throat, "Okay, it's much better. Your Majesty, don't worry about it."

Emperor Yanwu ignored his "weakness" and played alone as a generation of emperors who cared about his family, country and world. "It's been a month since I left the palace, and it's time to go back. Besides, there are so many things waiting for me to worry about. In fact, when I came here, I really wanted to see you and see your governance Talent, let’s see if you are the same as before.”

What was Zhe Yu like back then?

This sentence can only be understood by being in it.

"Your Majesty," Zhe Yu uttered a weak voice, "I will guard Wanzhou and make it a good place for fish and rice, and a sericulture base."

This is his promise, and it is no different from giving Emperor Yanwu a dose of reassurance.

Emperor Yanwu suddenly felt sad.

"Ah Xu, my emperor's son, do you still refuse to recognize your father?"

Zhe Yu seemed to be in the midst of great sadness and shock, his lips parted slightly, he couldn't come to his senses for a long time, and finally turned his head away, "Your Majesty, you have identified the wrong person."

It is more convincing when it is plausible.

Emperor Yan Wu patted Zhe Yu's hand, tears welling up in his eyes, "Your Majesty, you must hate me very much. It was I who took you to Taishan to enshrine Zen, but lost you on the way. When the Imperial Forest Army told me that you died When fate is unavoidable, I have the heart to go with you. You and your mother and concubine are leaving me one by one. Are you really going to be a lonely family? I don’t want to accept this fact. Fortunately, the heavens have eyes and sent you away return."

"No, I don't hate." The tone of this sentence was raised a bit, and Zhe Yu immediately coughed again. This feeling is very familiar to him. Before he knew Baicaoshi, he literally coughed and vomited blood like this.

"Well, I can't recognize you for the time being. The Great Yan has been in my hands for several generations. It looks brilliant, but it has so many disadvantages. Foreign relatives dominate, courtiers exercise power, and the frontiers are big. I only look forward to bringing prosperity and peace Come down and pass it on to you. In private, can you call me Emperor Father?"

Which relative, which is in power? And which one sits big in the frontier?

Zhe Yu knew this well.

Emperor Yanwu's sentence contains 80% of the truth, which is used to cover up lies. To whom is the peace and prosperity passed on? Four years ago, Zhe Yu was not eligible to inherit it. Will there be one after four years? He doesn't believe it.

"Your Majesty, just do it, minister, it is you, the sharpest knife."

Emperor Yanwu smiled, with a hearty smile. "I leave you the post of Minister of Honglu Temple to you. After recovering from illness, I will take your wife to Beijing. As for the mansion, if you like, you can live in Xuwang Mansion; if you don't want to, I will build another one for you. You called my father Huang that day, and I haven't heard enough, so can you call me another one?"

Emperor Yanwu's tone was soft, and he looked like a loving father, like a novice father who coaxes a baby.

Zhe Yu said: "Your Majesty, the journey back to Beijing will be smooth."

**

On the same day, Emperor Yanwu, Yi Zhaoxian and the students of Qianming Academy joined forces in twos and threes. Headed all the way to Qinghe, preemptively took down Qinghe in one fell swoop.

Emperor Yanwu and Yi Zhaoxian quickly returned to Beijing. Yi Zhaoxian needs to take back the power to oversee the country and completely kill the rebels before the news reaches Yanjing. Emperor Yanwu dragged his family with him, and swept behind him.

At the same time, messengers from all walks of life entered Yanjing one after another.

Ying Zhefeng sent people to the palace of the Ming Dynasty to get ready, and his father was ready to question him.

The envoy of the Song Dynasty predicted Emperor Yanwu's next actions, and this letter was sent to the Taifu Mansion.

There were two more, delivered by carrier pigeons, at the tavern in the West Market.

After Li Jianping received the news, he didn't stop, one letter was thrown on the princess's carriage, and another letter fell from the sky and was thrown to King Li.