In Chongzheng Hall, Emperor Jianhe looked at Huo Weilou, who had obviously reduced a lot, with a mixed expression. After Huo Weilou gave the courtesy, Emperor Jianhe immediately ordered the imperial physician to come and see him injure.

The warm sun shone in from the clear window frame, adding a bit of youthful vitality to this slightly tired and sick look. The imperial physician unbuttoned Huo Weilou's collar and unbuttoned the white cotton wrapped around his chest. Soon, a hideous scabbed wound appeared.

Emperor Jianhe lived in peace for many years, but his heart was shocked by the wound and a cold sweat broke out inexplicably.

The imperial doctor looked at it for a moment and turned around and said, "The Marquis' injury was caused by poisoning, but I'm afraid it hurts the heart meridians. If the Marquis' ability to relieve this poison must have endured unbearable suffering for ordinary people. Now it is great, it is really a blessing from God. Although the wound has scabbed, it will take at least two months to completely heal. As for whether the poison in the Marquis' body is removed, it still needs to be carefully examined."

Huo Weilou pulled his pale and cracked lips, tied his collar and knelt down, "Your Majesty, I apologize—"

Emperor Jianhe's eyelids twitched, "Dailou, why are you guilty?"

Huo Weilou lowered his eyebrows and his voice was hoarse, "The Southwest Golden Ointment has been popular for a long time. Although this drug control has been effective, it has not been completely wiped out. Moreover, this improper handling has led to the people of the southwest mountain to rebel. After I woke up from the detoxification, I heard that the Southwest garrison and the rebels were confronted for many days and it was rare to survive. This is my crime."

Emperor Jianhe's tongue was numb and he didn't know how to respond. Huo Weilou said again: "I know that all the officials in the court have complained about my trip. Now both of His Highness are in their twenties, so it is difficult for Your Majesty to do it. I am willing to hand over the power of the direct envoy. I also ask Your Majesty to forgive me. I will take several months to recuperate in the palace to reflect on myself."

Emperor Jianhe gasped and gritted his teeth and said, "You child, it is difficult to do the ban on gold ointment in the southwest. If you change this matter, I am afraid that it will be less than you. In the court, I don't know your whereabouts and worry about your life and death. How can I complain? Not only are you innocent, but you have great achievements. As for your two cousins, hey, for more than a month, in order to stabilize the hearts of the people in the court, I have ordered the second son to directly command the officials, but he is an ineffective one."

Emperor Jianhe stood up from the imperial throne, walked to Huo Weilou, and helped him up kindly, "You have suffered this time, and it is no problem to recover from the pain. You should not say anything about apologizing for the crime. You have devoted your efforts to the Great Zhou over the years, and for a while I forgot that you are only one or two years older than the two incompetent ones. I am the king and your uncle. If there is any discussion in the court, how can I not protect you?"

Huo Weilou showed gratitude, "Uncle..."

Emperor Jianhe patted Huo Weilou's shoulder, "Everyone said that my nephew is like an uncle. You are the one I have watched as growing up since I was a child. I treat you like a parent-child. You are not unaware of it. This time, your life and death are unknown. I am really worried that I have a lot of white hair. Now that you are back, my heart has fallen peacefully in my stomach. Your mother is so sick. If you really have something wrong because of my instructions, then I really have no face to face your mother."

Huo Weilou wanted to speak but stopped. Emperor Jianhe laughed and said, "I will not only not punish you, but also reward you. I will let the government and the public know that no matter how outsiders talk about and criticize you, I will not let me not believe you."

Huo Weilou was shocked, and Emperor Jianhe asked, "What do you want?" He thought for a moment, "You have been appointed as a marquis for five years, and have made many contributions over the years. I have all rewarded you with some gold, silver and treasures. I also know that those things cannot be seen by you. I think that although this dynasty has rules that do not grant a king of another surname, you are not an outsider-"

"Your Majesty, I dare not." Huo Weilou hurriedly refused.

Emperor Jianhe heard this and insisted on this intention. Huo Weilou hesitated for a moment and said sincerely: "Your Majesty's kindness, I dare not refuse, but my ancestors' rules are there. If Your Majesty abolishes the rules, I will really become a criminal in the Great Zhou Dynasty. If Your Majesty really wants to reward me, I will have a request—"

Emperor Jianhe narrowed his eyes slightly, "Hmm? What is it?"

"I want to ask Your Majesty to give me a marriage."

Emperor Jianhe's eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was a little surprised. He thought of what he knew before, and his eyes were filled with interest, "Give marriage? Are you talking about the girl from the Bo family?"

Huo Weilou nodded, "It's exactly-"

Emperor Jianhe thought about it and looked a little disgusted, "If I remember well, the Bo family has been convicted and is now unofficial. How can such a girl be your wife?"

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Huo Weilou, "I have thought of a marriage for you."

"His Majesty--"

"General Zhenguo has been in charge of the army in the northwest for many years. He is my loyal minister and good general of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is also half of your mentor. His mansion now has a young granddaughter, who is sixteen years old and should discuss marriage. I plan to give her a county lord and match your wife. As for the other people you like, no matter who you are, you can directly access the mansion and give it a title."

Emperor Jianhe looked calm, as if he had thought of this, and he felt satisfied after speaking and smiled happily.

Huo Weilou was quite helpless and said boldly: "Since Your Majesty wants to be the county lord, who is not the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

Emperor Jianhe raised his eyebrows, "Are you determined?"

Huo Weilou coughed lightly, and a look of shyness appeared on his handsome face. Emperor Jianhe saw it and suddenly burst into laughter. "It's rare, it makes you stupid." He slowly returned to the imperial throne, "Although the county lord is nothing, someone in her clan was just convicted, and her identity is already low, so there is no reason."

"Your Majesty, this is not difficult-"

Huo Weilou said with a slight look: "This time the golden ointment is undercurrent in the capital. If she had no help from her, she would probably have to be several months later to realize the harm of its poison. By then, the capital would probably turn into the southwest, which would have been a major disaster for the country."

Emperor Jianhe didn't know what he was thinking about, but hesitated and did not respond. Huo Weilou looked at Emperor Jianhe with some enthusiasm and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, Weilou has been growing up since he was a child, and has never asked for you."

Emperor Jianhe frowned and looked at Huo Weilou up and down, "Which girl is it? Has your soul been hooked away?"

Huo Weilou spread his hands, "Uncle doesn't agree, don't say it's a soul, my life is gone."

Emperor Jianhe looked incredible, and Huo Weilou knelt down again, "If my uncle doesn't respond, then I will be unable to kneel down today."

Emperor Jianhe laughed angry at him, "After all, Wu Zhaohou, who is famous outside, is that so sensible?"

Huo Weilou looked at him with a fierce look, "Will the uncle agree?"

Emperor Jianhe sighed, "You are cheating, what else can I do?"

Huo Wei showed the joyfulness that only young people could have, and he always bowed to the ground, "Thank you uncle, thank you for your majesty, your majesty, your majesty's wisdom-"

Emperor Jianhe laughed and scolded him and asked him to stand up, and said, "Although I responded to you, it's not enough to just give me a royal order. You go back to recuperate first. I have an assignment to ask you to make suggestions. After I think about it, I will naturally not disappoint you."

Huo Weilou thanked him again, and Emperor Jianhe left him in the imperial study room for half an hour before he drove him back to his house.

As soon as Huo Weilou left, Emperor Jianhe ordered the imperial physician to enter. The imperial physician said, "Wu Zhaohou's injury is true, and what I said just now is not exaggerated. There are many strange poisons in the southwest area. Wu Zhaohou is injured in the heart, and the poison is very easy to enter the heart veins and internal organs. I see that his wound is slightly sunken, as if he has been through flesh and blood, so he must have suffered a lot."

Emperor Jianhe's face was a little cool, and after he made the imperial doctor retreat, he sighed, "What do you think? Is he true or false?"

The eunuch Fuquan, who was standing on the side, bowed and said, "No matter whether it is true or false, it is in line with your wishes. Although the Marquis is young, his mind is extraordinary. But if he is a person who knows the right position, it is a good thing."

Emperor Jianhe leaned tiredly on the throne, "If I were ten years younger, I would have lost his current momentum, but I was afraid that I would not be able to eliminate him and force him to rebel. Who can I give the country to to suppress him?"

Fuquan did not dare to answer the conversation, and Emperor Jianhe was silent for a long time before saying, "Go and check the details of the Bo girl, the more detailed the better. If she is really a rootless person, she will follow him."

Huo Weilou walked out of the dark door of Xuanwu Gate and waited until he reached the sunny place. He looked back at the towering city tower behind him. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He snorted and quickly stepped onto the carriage.

The door of the Wu Zhaohou Mansion opened wide and he became angry again. As soon as Huo Weilou entered the mansion, he saw Eunuch Fu waiting for him. Behind him, Huo Qinghong's family of three stood. Seeing him coming back, Duke Huo and his wife looked at him with red eyes, and hesitated a little when they wanted to step forward.

He felt a warm feeling in his heart. He walked to Huo Qinghong and patted him hard on the back. Huo Qinghong was caught off guard and staggered by him. Huo Weilou shook his head, "Since that's good, this body should be practiced. He is so weak that he is worse than a woman."

Huo Qinghong grabbed his head and didn't dare to say anything. Huo Weilou then told Huo Cheng to the southwest and his party. Naturally, as he could speak, Huo Cheng sighed.

He asked someone to send Fu Shui to clean Huo Weilou. After a while, the family had lunch at the Hou Mansion and had just returned home. Huo Qinghong did not leave, and followed Huo Weilou with a silence.

Huo Weilou read the official document for a moment first, and when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but hold his forehead, "What are you trying to say?"

Huo Qinghong was a little embarrassed, "Brother...Brother said before that he wanted to find an errand in the court, but it still counts?"

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "Are you willing to do serious business?"

Huo Qinghong nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, "Does there any yamen you want to go to?"

Huo Qinghong's eyes turned, "I have thought that the six ministries need to be qualified. They have complicated things on weekdays and are so hard and tiring. I am afraid that they will not be able to do it. If you say that going to the army is even more impossible, it is easier for the Five Temples and Ninth Supervisors. Among them, Taichang Temple is the most relaxing..."

Huo Weilou looked at him with a gaze worthy of you, and Huo Qinghong said carefully: "What do you think, brother?"

"Shangke." Huo Weilou nodded and called Fu'an to come in and give orders.

Fu'an was quite happy to see Huo Qinghong making a lot more progress than before. He was about to change the dressings soon, but Huo Qinghong still refused to leave. When he saw Huo Weilou's injuries, Huo Qinghong's eyes turned red again. Huo Weilou felt helpless and refused to scold him.

Soon after, I reported from outside that Bo Ruoyou was coming.

Huo Qinghong's eyes were slightly brighter, "Is You You coming?"

Huo Weilou was sending the wounded medicine away, and frowned in dissatisfaction when he heard this, "You should change your name."

Huo Qinghong was a little confused, and Huo Weilou said, "It's time to call his sister-in-law."

Huo Qinghong suddenly widened his eyes, and Huo Weilou looked at him leisurely, as if he should have been like this long ago.

Soon, Bo Ruoyou walked in from outside. Now in late autumn and early winter, she was wearing a sky-blue wide-sleeved long skirt, bright eyes and gentle and beautiful. Seeing that he was here, Bo Ruoyou was not surprised, but only blessed her body, "The prince is here too."

Huo Qinghong subconsciously took a step back, but this situation made Bo Ruoyou confused. She looked at Huo Weilou in confusion. Huo Weilou stared at Huo Qinghong. Huo Qinghong gritted his teeth, "Sister-in-law--"

Bo Ruoyou was even more surprised, a little embarrassed, and he couldn't respond. However, Huo Weilou felt satisfied and waved his hand, "Okay, don't hurry to go to the yamen. If you arrange it, you can go by yourself. Go back to your house."

"Oh." Huo Qinghong dared not speak out, and he felt that he was quite eye-catching. He glanced at Bo Ruoyou for a moment and left in shame.

Bo Ruoyou blushed and said, "How can the marquis ask the prince to call me like that?"

Huo Wei went upstairs and took her into his arms, "I will change my words sooner or later, let alone there are no outsiders."

Bo Ruoyou was amused and cried, and asked again: "Can the Marquis enter the palace and meet the saint?"

Huo Weilou held his lips, "It went smoothly. I have asked His Majesty for marriage, and I will have an order in a few days."

Since he mentioned this, Benton really knows how to do it. Bo Ruoyou was not surprised. He just thought that when the marriage was given, the two Benton really wanted to get married. He was still a little dazed. When she was stunned, Huo Weilou picked her up and walked to the side of the couch to sit down.

When she came to her senses, the man was already sitting on his lap. Her body was pretty handsome among women, but she still looked small and delicate in his arms. He has been interested recently. When she was alone, she always liked to hold her in her arms. She protested several times without success, so she let him go.

He kissed her on the cheek, "What's wrong? It's too late to regret now."

His voice was gentle, and there was a smile in his eyes, and he became more and more handsome. Bo Ruoyou tilted his head and thought, "I just don't know when the wedding date will be? I always feel it's getting faster."

"Quick? Not fast enough. Your Majesty has doubts in his heart. He tried to make trouble. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to wait for these red tape."

Seeing Bo Ruoyou's face showing disagreement, Huo Weilou changed his mind again, "Of course, since he wants to give a marriage, he always needs to be polite and comprehensive. The wedding date should be monitored by the imperial heaven. According to my opinion, it is best to be before the New Year."

Bo Ruoyou was a little uncomfortable. He didn't say this without any care like him. However, Huo Weilou looked at her close face and couldn't help but whisper in her ear.

Bo Ruoyou was stunned, and a hint of cloud suddenly flew up on his face. He struggled to retreat from his arms. Huo Weilou hurriedly hugged her and refused to let her go. He said in the middle of his mouth: "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I can bear it, I can bear it."

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Huo Qinghong left the gate of the Hou Mansion, turned around, looked at the gate of the Hou Mansion with a sore face, and got on the carriage with a moment of despair. He wanted to go back to the house, but then he thought about it and ordered the carriage to go to the "Hundred Birds Garden".

The Hundred Birds Garden is located in the southwest of the capital. It is an exquisite garden with precious birds and birds. The owner of the garden is Zhao Yue, the son of the late Prince Xian, who was named Prince of Nan'an. The birds that Feng Ye sent him earlier were asked for from the Hundred Birds Garden.

Five days ago, the bird suddenly became depressed and did not touch the water. Huo Qinghong was a soft man. After several days of getting birds, he couldn't bear to see the birds starving to death. Knowing that most of them were sick, he sent someone to ask Feng Ye to find a doctor who was a doctor.

Then Feng Ye came to the door and took him to the Hundred Birds Garden.

There are craftsmen in the Hundred Birds Garden who specialize in treating birds and rare birds. Zhao Yue and Huo Qinghong are old acquaintances, so they asked him to keep the birds in the garden for a few days and then take them away after they are raised. Huo Qinghong is going to see if the birds have been raised today.

The carriage slowly walked, and when it arrived at the Hundred Birds Garden, it was already sunset. He was the prince of the Duke's Mansion. The doorman respectfully invited him in and said that today the prince was having guests in the garden, and he was just gathering.

Huo Qinghong was depressed. If it were the past when such noble men gathered together to enjoy themselves, it would be perfect for him to enjoy it, but now he has changed his temperament and is too lazy to socialize and just takes away the birds.

The attendant invited him to the side hall to sit, and then called the Prince of Nan'an. After waiting for a while, Huo Qinghong went out bored to see the scenery in front of him. It was late autumn, but the garden was still lush. I don't know what magic tricks the craftsmen used, and there were still some flowers and plants that could only be seen in spring and summer.

Suddenly, Huo Qinghong was attracted by a colorful glimmer in the distance.

It was a century-old osmanthus tree with twisted branches. Now the osmanthus flowers are in full bloom and the fragrance is rich. The yellow stamens are like stars clustering on the branches. They are considered a grand scene from a distance, but on the osmanthus tree, a colorful light is shaking.

Huo Qinghong was amazed in his heart, so he walked along the path to the osmanthus tree. The closer he got, the more he felt something was wrong. When he walked into the green shade like an umbrella, he finally saw clearly where the colorful light came from.

A piece of silk thread is tied to the slanted tree trunk, and a colorful sparrow hanging from the end of the thread.

The neck of the bird was strangled by silk threads and blood was seen. The already frozen corpse of the bird was swaying in the wind. The afterglow of the sunset falling between the treetops projected on the gorgeous magpie feathers, rippling with colorful light.
Chapter completed!