Seeing that the needle in Dr.
Zhao's hand was getting closer and closer, Zhu Houzhao felt dizzy.
And he was hugged by Ye Chunqiu, and then he was unceremoniously pressed down on the desk.
For Ye Chunqiu, this is a big thing, and there must be no one in case, so no matter how Zhu Houzhao defends, no matter whether Ye Chunqiu thinks that Zhu Houzhao's body is pricked with needles or not, and he doesn't give Zhu Houzhao pox in front of himself, Ye Chunqiu will never feel at ease.
Zhu Houzhao shouted: "Hey, hey, Ye Aiqing, what are you going to do, I treat you well, I order you" Ye Chunqiu didn't care so much, this was a fatal thing, he rolled up his sleeves, pressed Zhu Houzhao with one hand, and said with a straight face: "I don't dare to obey the edict during the minister's period." ” At this time, Dr.
Zhao had already come to him, and the needles of this era were roughly the level of ancient embroidery needles, well, a little stout.
Doctor Zhao trembled, and finally pricked the needle hard, Zhu Houzhao let out a howl, but it was finally over, Zhu Houzhao's body trembled, and he said helplessly: "Okay, you can let me go." ” "Wait."
The doctor said in the middle of the period: "I was a little nervous, my hands were shaking, and the grass people gave the needle to the true son of heaven for the first time, so" “” Zhu Houzhao felt that his brain was a little pumping, and when another stitch came down, blood beads rolled on his arm, and someone took cotton wool and dipped pus on it, Zhu Houzhao looked speechless, he wanted to count the fallen leaves fiercely, but he didn't know how to speak.
This may be his only shining point, no matter what people do to him, in fact, if he can feel that others are really thinking about himself, he will not be ignorant, he just looks distressed, and he has nowhere to vent.
Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but say at this time: "Your Majesty, the minister is dead." ” "Alright, alright, everyone is fine."
Zhu Houzhao raised his eyes, barely squeezed out a smile and looked at him and said: "I thought you were going to die, others say that I am the true son of heaven, and I have the blessing of God, I didn't come on purpose, so that you can get my dragon energy, maybe even if you are infected with the plague, you can turn the danger into safety, and turn the danger into a disaster, now it's okay, I am very relieved to see that you are still alive." ” After that, Zhu Houzhao jumped off the desk and said, "Now, find me something to eat, I want something delicious, I'm hungry, I'm starving." ” Although it is delicious to eat porridge when he is hungry, but if he eats too much porridge, he will inevitably get tired, and what he wants most now is to have a table of wine and food, so that he can have a good meal.
Ye Chunqiu shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that there is no wine and food, but the rice can be full, this good meat and vegetables are all supplied to the wounded in Wengcheng, and the ministers are now also worried about their meat and vegetable problems, causing smallpox, and their bodies are weak, if they can't resist it, they will be killed, but if they eat more nourishing things, they may carry it."
"Yes, yes" Qian Qian's eyes were extraordinarily bright at this time, and he hurriedly continued: "Your Majesty, the minister has meat, and the minister's meat is ready to be sacrificed to Your Majesty, and the minister has a horse, and you can kill it now to give your Majesty a tooth sacrifice." ” Zhu Houzhao swallowed his saliva, he hadn't eaten meat for a long time, so he said, "Hurry up, kill the horse." ” "Good Ratcha."
Qian Qian responded excitedly, no matter what, His Majesty is willing to eat his own horse, this is a good start, he rolled up his sleeves, and said, "The minister obeys the order." ” After a short time, a pot of fine horse meat was served, and the aroma of the meat was overflowing.
Zhu Houzhao was already salivating, and greeted Ye Chunqiu excitedly: "Ye Aiqing, come and have a taste." ” Ye Chunqiu looked at the horse meat and did not speak.
Zhu Houzhao saw that he was silent, so he said suspiciously: "Why doesn't Ye Aiqing eat it?"
Ye Chunqiu thought for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, meat is the most nutritious, now there are hundreds of injuries in the urn city, these people have smallpox, they can't survive without nutrition, the minister is not compassionate, nor is it pretentious, but I just thought that if these horse meat give them more nourishment, maybe the chance of survival will increase, Your Majesty eats, and the minister can't eat." ” This is really not Our Lady.
It's just that Ye Chunqiu really can't eat, he is here for disaster relief, delicious and delicious, he can eat openly when he returns to Beijing, he doesn't mind living a luxurious life at all, but in this situation, there is really no need to eat more, just for the sake of appetite, and increase Datong's casualties, he can't do it.
Zhu Houzhao was a little confused, and after half a sound, he slammed the case, but it startled the others, and Qian Qian was even more trembling.
But I heard Zhu Houzhao say in an impassioned tone: "What I hate the most are hypocrites, those bastard guys, who usually persuade me to save money every day, but they themselves eat and drink nonsense, and persuade me not to care about the wine, but they are a group of wives and concubines; But Ye Aiqing has a very good appetite for me.
He reluctantly looked at a pot of horse meat, and continued with a depressed face: "Ye Aiqing said it to this point, how can I be embarrassed to eat it, okay" With a tearful look, he covered his eyes with his sleeves, and said resolutely: "Take down this meat, send it to Wengcheng, send it, bring me porridge, it should be sweet, salty is not delicious." ” Qian Qian immediately burst into tears, sneered and knelt down, raised his red eyes and said: "Your Majesty is compassionate and compassionate, he is really a model in the world, and the ministers are sympathetic, such a holy monarch, unprecedented, especially His Majesty's mind, which is even more admirable to the ministers, Your Majesty never cares about the spirit of the mistakes of his subordinates, if it is passed on to future generations, it will definitely make future generations admire." ” Zhu Houzhao was in no mood to pay attention to him, and when a big bowl of porridge was served, he feasted on it, ate the porridge cleanly, touched his stomach, as if even the belched gas was a porridge water smell, at this time he regretted it again, he knew that this was the case, he was thick-skinned and ate the horse meat, when will this porridge be eaten.
I was embarrassed, but I saw Ye Chunqiu on the side, whispering about the disaster relief, arranging the curfew at night, and it rained lightly in the afternoon, so I had to find some empty houses to resettle the victims.
Zhu Houzhao looked a little embarrassed, and greeted Ye Chunqiu: "Ye Aiqing, let's rescue the disaster together." ” Ye Chunqiu looked at Zhu Houzhao and didn't know what Zhu Houzhao meant.
Zhu Houzhao said very seriously: "I have been a disaster victim for three or four days, bitter" He tasted hunger for the first time, and also tasted the feeling of not having chilled watermelon in the hot summer, and after the days of sleeping on the streets, he experienced some human suffering, and he said solemnly: "I want to help the disaster" The update time is a bit messy these days, and the tiger doesn't want to.
In fact, it used to be updated evenly during the day, that is because the tiger stayed up all night, and then during the day you can have time to arrange the update, but because of the long-term stay up, it has a great impact on the tiger's body, since the illness, the tiger can't go on like this, although you can't go to bed early now, you have to spend time thinking about the plot before going to bed, and the next day, you have to sort out the plot, you have to continue to code words, in order to do it in one go, tiger retreat code word, why retreat because the tiger is afraid that he will stop because he is too tired, okay, not much to say, I just hope that everyone can understand the tiger a little, and in the end, the tiger still wants to ask for a vote, after all, it is not easy to write a book, and with everyone, there can be a tiger who persists aa2705221: