Chapter 72 King Yi looks like me
After Hongxiu came back, Zhao Yurui did not dare to take action himself and directed Hongxiu to help Yu handle it again.
"Hongxiu, you will change my mother's medicine every day from now on."
"Yes, King Yi."
"First use a small amount of wine to disinfect the wound."
Although Zhao Yurui didn't understand it, he looked very professional when doing it. He had to disinfect first, then dry it, apply medicine, and then wrap it with gauze. He also demonstrated how to wrap it in person, and the result was quite neat and beautiful.
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The red sleeves are full of stars, and I feel like King Yi knows everything, he is really awesome.
After finishing, Zhao Yurui gave some instructions to Hongxiu. Hongxiu remembered them one by one. Either throw away the used gauze. Otherwise, wash it with hot water, dry it in the sun, and disinfect it before using it again.
, don’t dry in the shade, be sure to bask in the sun.
Mrs. Yu looked at his serious look and felt extremely complicated. Unknowingly, she suddenly had a terrible thought, it would be great if he was not my heir.
How is it possible, unless he can be the prince.
What am I thinking? Mrs. Yu closed her eyes, feeling ashamed and afraid.
It was only when Hongxiu called her that she came back to her senses and realized that Zhao Yurui had left.
"Prince Yi called his wife just now, but she ignored him and thought she was asleep."
".." Yu's face turned even redder.
She said angrily, "You can't tell anyone else what happened today."
"Don't worry, madam, Hongxiu knows." Hongxiu smiled sweetly.
After Zhao Yurui went out, he noticed something was wrong. There were blood stains on his clothes.
He just picked up Mr. Yu, and there was some blood on his body.
A little depressed, he went to the place where Yu fell last time, got some water from the pond, and rubbed his clothes, but the blood stain became bigger.
What's so special, Zhao Yurui had no choice but to go back to Minde Hall. When passing by Huaide Hall, they were afraid of being seen by the teenagers who got up in the morning.
But the teenagers didn't show up, and suddenly a figure appeared: "King Yi--"
Then Xu glared at Zhao Yurui, and Zhao Yurui also looked at her.
Mrs. Xu seemed to have just gotten up, but her expression was a little panicked. First she saw blood on King Yi's clothes, and then thought that King Yi came from the backyard.
She subconsciously imagined some pictures in her mind that she shouldn't have.
"There is someone coming from the palace. It is Dr. Huang who was called by His Majesty. He also brought a century-old ginseng." Mrs. Xu was the first to recover and said quickly.
"Ah." Zhao Yurui didn't expect anyone to come from the palace. For some reason, when he heard the news, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. Ning Zong really regarded him as his nephew.
Ning Zong is so loving, I can't be sorry for Ning Zong. He thought silently, feeling that he should come to the backyard less often in the future.
At this time, Mrs. Xu said that it seemed that Empress Yang helped him file a complaint, saying that Mrs. Zhong’s brother beat her.
Medical Officer Huang also said that His Majesty has asked Zhong You to come over and apologize.
Zhao Yurui rolled his eyes: "Follow me into the house and ask Medical Officer Huang to come to the bedroom later."
Mrs. Xu followed Zhao Yurui into the inner room, helped Zhao Yurui take off the bloody robe, then placed it indoors, and then called Medical Officer Huang.
The medical care system in the Song Dynasty was also very complex. The medical officials in the Song Dynasty were mainly divided into three systems. One was the imperial doctor who specialized in serving the royal family, the other was the imperial doctor under the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Temple who took care of both internal and external affairs, and the other was the Hanlin Medical Official Academy.
In the early Southern Song Dynasty, the Imperial Medical Bureau was retained, with a number of bureau students and professors.
The Imperial Medical System refers to Shang Yao Bureau and Imperial Pharmacy Hospital, which were later replaced by Imperial Medical Street.
There was also a Hanlin Medical Officials Academy, which was later changed to the Hanlin Academy and a Medical Officials Bureau was established.
There were fifteen levels of imperial medicine in the Southern Song Dynasty, from Dr. He'an to Hanlin Medicine.
This time, Dr. Huang Zheng from He'an is here.
Doctor He'an is from the sixth rank, the highest rank among medical officers. He usually mainly helps the emperor and the concubines with medical treatment. It can be seen that Ning Zong cares a lot about Zhao Yurui.
When Huang Zheng entered the house, he saw Mrs. Xu picking up Zhao Yurui's bloody clothes and walking out. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe there was so much blood on the clothes.
Mrs. Zhong’s brother is really cruel, beating the young King Yi like this?
This is also the fault of Mrs. Zhong’s brother. If it were someone else who beat the clan king, he would have been imprisoned long ago.
"Ahem, cough, cough." Zhao Yurui coughed a few times, looked up and saw Huang Zheng, and quickly stood up: "Is it Doctor Huang? (the official title of Doctor An)"
"King Yi, don't move. Lie down quickly." Huang Zheng stepped forward in three steps and then stretched out his hand to feel Zhao Yurui's pulse.
How dare Zhao Yurui give him a ride? He couldn't help but stand up: "Xiao Tao, hurry up and serve tea."
"My king is fine, don't worry, Doctor Huang." Zhao Yurui stood up unsteadily.
Your clothes are all covered in blood, and you still call it okay? Huang Zheng helped Zhao Yurui sit aside.
Soon, Xiaotao came in with herbal tea.
Huang Zheng was about to say something when Zhao Yurui said solemnly: "Mrs. Zhong and Your Majesty are one family."
"I and Zhong You are also relatives. I want to make this matter a big deal and make it a trivial matter. I asked Dr. Huang for help. When I get back, I will tell His Majesty that Yu Rui's injury is not serious and he will be fine after a few days of rest."
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Huang Zheng couldn't help but be moved. King Yi was reasonable and broad-minded. He was indeed the most beloved nephew of the official family.
But he still wanted to help Zhao Yurui take a look. Unexpectedly, someone called Xu outside, saying that Mrs. Yu, the two wives of King Yi and his mother, had sent someone to call King Yi.
"My mother-in-law has something to ask for, so I will not accompany Doctor Huang. I would like to thank Doctor Huang for a trip on such a hot day. Come and see Doctor Huang off." Zhao and Ruicai said a few words to him before seeing off the guest.
Huang Zheng couldn't help it. Looking at Zhao Yurui's face and speech, it seemed that the problem was not big.
He had no choice but to say, Your Majesty asked me to bring a hundred-year-old ginseng. I will prescribe a prescription for King Yi to replenish the body. If you feel any discomfort, please quickly send someone to the Medical Officer Bureau to find Xiaguan.
When he went out, Chief Quan stuffed another bag with ten taels of silver.
Huang Zheng couldn't resist, so he had to take him away.
He returned to the palace and reported to the emperor that King Yi had shed a lot of blood, but King Yi said that your majesty and Mrs. Zhong are a family, and Zhong You and King Yi are also relatives. From now on, everyone should live in harmony and make big things as small as possible.
Wang doesn’t want to pursue it.
Ning Zong didn't say anything at that time. After Huang Zheng left, he sighed in front of Murong Ying: "King Yi really looks like me."
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What he means is that King Yi is more like me.
Murong Ying smiled and nodded, but a glint flashed in her eyes, thinking that when he saw him talking here that day, he didn't look like a kind person, and he looked extremely treacherous.
Murong Ying hated Zhao Yurui because he was loyal to Ning Zong.
Ning Zong made Zhao Hong the prince, and Murong Ying devoted himself to supporting Zhao Hong, and also vigorously cultivated Zhao Hong's chamberlain in the East Palace, Zhang Hua. Currently, Zhang Hua is a chamberlain in the provincial capital at a young age. He can be said to be the youngest in the history of the Southern Song Dynasty.
One of the most well-known.
Once Zhao Hong ascends the throne, Murong Ying prepares to retire and return home, and everyone knows that the top leader in the Ministry of Internal Affairs will be given to Zhang Hua.
But since King Yi arrived in Lin'an, everything seemed to be wrong.
The official family loved King Yi so much that they not only allowed him to eat in the palace, but also allowed him to enter the palace without reporting anything. Today, he is said to be like an official family.
Murong Ying knew Ning Zong too well. Ning Zong was soft-hearted and soft-hearted. He probably regretted making Zhao Hong the prince too early.
But he also knows that Ning Zong will not change easily, because Ning Zong is a relatively rule-abiding person, and the prince he appointed will definitely not change easily.
I am afraid that someone will stir up trouble and cause trouble on the side, such as Shi Miyuan, such as King Yi himself.
At this time, even Empress Yang, who was in the same party as Shi Miyuan, was unwilling to abolish Zhao Hong.
People like them (she and Murong Ying) all respect Ning Zong and admire his character.
Historically, after Ning Zong's death, Empress Yang was still unwilling to depose Zhao Hong because she did not want to go against Ning Zong's will.
Later, Shi Miyuan persuaded her many times and called her nephew Yang Gu and Yang Shi, who ran back and forth five or six times in one night, and then she persuaded Queen Yang to support Shi Miyuan in deposing Zhao Hong.
Therefore, Murong Ying was not Zhao Hong's person, but he was loyal to Ning Zong and could not see Ning Zong's kindness being deceived by some people.
While Ning Zong was reading, Murong Ying carefully came outside the hall.
Zhang Hua was standing guard outside the palace as usual.
Murong Ying thought for a while: "Go to the East Palace in person and ask His Highness---"
"Have Your Highness heard about the Sui Dynasty Prince Yang Guang and Prince Yang Yong?"
Zhang Hua nodded immediately: "I understand, little one."
"Wait a minute." Murong Ying knew Zhao Hong too well. If she told him directly, she might anger Zhao Hong, so he quickly changed his mind.
"You'd better ask the civil servants of the East Palace to tell His Highness the stories about Yang Guang and Yang Yong during their lectures."
Chapter completed!