Zhang Fuling was startled and quickly got up and saluted Duke Wei.

"Duke Wei should be careful about this matter. Your Majesty's choice has its own reasons. After all, the prince is the prince and has been drugged for more than ten years. If he hadn't met Zhou Heng, his life would be worrying at this moment, and returning to Beijing might not be a bad thing."

Duke Wei sighed again, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

"I don't want to take care of this matter, even if I want to take care of it, I can't take care of it. I just think that neither Zhu Yunmo nor Zhu Xiaochang are my closest relatives. I don't want them to be involved in various disputes in the court. Whether it's survival or inaction, as long as it's safe."

Zhang Fuling didn't say anything. This was not something he could argue. He discovered it in several contacts with Zhu Yunmo.

Prince Ning can donate anonymously, not seek fame and fortune, but also speak up for Liu Renli and Zhou Heng for justice. He is by no means a mediocre person in the words of others.

On the other hand, Zhu Xiaochang can be said to be a child who grew up among many auras. He is often mentioned and talked about in the Imperial Academy articles. Everyone wants to put all the praises on him. He is also humble and polite at a young age.

However, the more this happens, the more it makes people feel too deliberate. It is better to be the free-range Zhu Yunmo who makes people feel comfortable and real. Although Duke Wei did not say it clearly, he has a deep gap with this grandson.

Before Zhang Fuling could say more, Duke Wei got up and left, without stopping for more.

Zhang Fuling was sent to the door, looking at Duke Wei's hunched back, and didn't say anything for a long time, Zhang Wan came over.

"Sir, what's wrong with this Duke of Wei? But you need to see a doctor?"

Zhang Fuling shook his head, "You can go to the palace with me tomorrow, and some things cannot be delayed."

Zhang Wanxun naturally had nothing to say, nodded and stood behind Zhang Fuling, looking at Duke Wei's back, constantly shaking his head, these people were too complicated and couldn't understand

On the third floor of Huichun Hall, Zhu Yunmo put down the cup.

"That's how it happened. In his eyes, I was Zhu Xiaochang's uncle, so I naturally had to give in to him everything. After all, he lost his father when he was young, but who would have thought that I had no mother when I was born. They were all immersed in the grief of the death of the mother's mother, and put all the responsibilities and resentments on me. What crime did I have?"

Zhou Heng poured a cup of tea for Zhu Yunmo. These words were kept in his heart for many years, and even though he probably never mentioned them to Pang Xiao.

It’s a good thing to say it today, it’s better than holding it in.

"In this life, people have to experience everything. There are so many things happening every day. For example, now, you want to be a playboy in the eyes of the emperor, make that sister-in-law uncomfortable, and reassure King Ning, and make money and do business well. With so many things, how can you have time to reminisce about the pain of childhood?

Only those who are sad about spring and autumn will look back when they are idle. We should look forward now, such as discussing when Huichun Hall will open, and who else will help promote it?"

As soon as this said, Zhu Yunmo fell silent, got up and walked back and forth several times, frowned.

"Let the emperor and grandmother come to promote it. You think glasses cannot be copied in large quantities. If Uncle Huang comes forward, you think it is a forced purchase and sale. So what tricks should we use?"

Zhou Heng thought for a while, "I don't think it's a bad thing to come here today. At least this matter will spread throughout the capital tomorrow. The name of Huichun Hall is known to everyone among the powerful."

Zhu Yunmo looked at Zhou Heng like a fool.

"What a good thing this is? You should know that the people in Huichuntang were beaten today. The Duke of Wei came here to make a big fuss. There were so many people around him watching him, and they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to. Do you still think this is a good thing?"

Zhou Heng nodded seriously, "Everyone has two sides, otherwise there would be no such thing as "Sai Weng is not a blessing". Don't just see the problem in front of you. On the surface, Huichuntang was smashed today. Duke Wei made a big fuss, and two people were beaten. The clinic was almost smashed, and he dared to challenge the Imperial Hospital."

Zhou Heng paused, looked up at Zhu Yunmo, and then continued.

"But Yang Weijun is still in Huichuntang, right?"

Zhu Yunmo narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean is to use Yang Weijun to promote us?"

Zhou Heng rolled his eyes indecently, "What does it mean to use? He is now our patient, a financial supporter, and a parent of food and clothing. He had a knife inserted in his stomach and was carried by more than a dozen people in turn. How is it now?

They were not dead and woke up after the operation. After knowing what happened before, would they continue to ask about Yang Weijun's life or death?"

Zhu Yunmo looked up and down at Zhou Heng, "Is this trick OK? Then Yang Weijun still needs time to recover from his injury. What can they find out? There are mailboxes in the shop around him. What can they find out when they find out?"

Zhou Heng suddenly felt very weak and sighed and approached Zhu Yunmo.

"As for what we see, we need to induce it. If you don't let them hear anything, how do they exaggerate and spread it."

Zhu Yunmo looked puzzled, but listening to Zhou Heng's suggestion, I don't know if it's good or bad, but I don't have to spend money anyway, so it's okay to try it.

"You have the final say, you can spread whatever you want. You need to arrange the guards under your command."

Zhou Heng raised his lips and said diligently:

"It's so good. I'll ask them to prepare some snacks and tea for the prince. I'll arrange it now."

East Warm Pavilion.

The emperor was working on the memorial at his desk, and the eunuch Fang Jizhong, beside him, walked quickly to the front.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang Fuling, the young minister of Dali Temple, took the chief guard Zhang Wanxun to meet him."

The emperor raised his head, rubbed his numb hands, and asked with confusion:

"Are you here to thank me at this time?"

Fang Jizhong nodded, "Yes, Lord Zhang said he would bring Chief Zhang to show His Majesty, and of course the tip of the sword taken out of his chest."

The emperor paused, then waved at Fang Jizhong with a smile on his face.

"Let him come in, I want to see. It is said that the sword is stuck in my heart, and I don't know if it is true."

Fang Jizhong hurried to communicate with him. After a while, Zhang Fuling took Zhang Wanxun to the East Nuan Pavilion. After the two met and bowed to each other, the emperor looked at Zhang Fuling.

"I heard from Fang's partner that Zhang Aiqing's chief guard tried his best to save him, and his body has recovered at this moment?"

Zhang Fuling stood up and saluted, "Yes, this is Zhang Wanxun, the escort chief who returned to his hometown to protect his left and right. The last time he asked His Majesty for the Imperial Hospital to treat him, he has recovered and thanked His Majesty for his best wishes."

Zhang Wanxun quickly knelt down, "Thank you for your help."

The emperor waved his hand, "So quickly flatten your body, but when I heard that the broken sword on your chest, the Imperial Hospital had no way to take it out, but sent him to Qingping County to seek treatment from Dr. Zhou?"

Zhang Wanxun was a little nervous. He blinked and didn't know how to answer, so he answered one of the words and stood upright.

Zhang Fuling quickly stepped forward, took out a glass bottle from his sleeve, and raised it.

"Your Majesty, this is the broken sword taken out from Chief Guard Zhang's heart."

Fang Jizhong quickly came down, took the bottle and presented it to the emperor. The emperor raised the bottle and looked at the broken sword inside, and took a breath of cold air.

He thought it was just a small fragment, but he didn't expect that this piece of broken sword was as long as his palm. Such a long thing could be inserted in front of people's hearts and could be saved properly, which instantly made the emperor's eyes widen.

"It seems that Yun Mo did not boast that Dr. Zhou's medical skills this year are really amazing. I'm afraid there is no such capable person in the Imperial Hospital."

Zhang Wanxun stood there, looking at the emperor in a cramped manner, and then at Zhang Fuling.

Just now at Dali Temple, Duke Wei asked him to take off his clothes. It seemed that these adults like to see scars very much, and he clasped his fists and said:

"Does Your Majesty want to see the wound?"

The emperor was stunned. Such a sudden sentence made him not know how to answer.

Zhang Fuling quickly frowned and told Zhang Wanxun not to talk nonsense. Zhang Wanxun was stunned for a moment. He didn't like to watch it, okay, stand honestly on the side.

The emperor smiled and waved his hand.

"Then please trouble Chief Zhang and show me your scars."

Zhang Wanxun grinned. It seemed that the Emperor Laozi and Duke Wei Guo were the same as each other. When he pulled the cotton robe on his body, his chest was exposed in an instant, and a crescent-shaped scar appeared on his chest.

The smile on the emperor's face gradually faded, and he walked down the steps and came to Zhang Wanxun. Zhang Wanxun was eight feet tall, one head taller than ordinary people, and the emperor was one head shorter than him.

Although the scar on the chest is not ferocious, the emperor was amazed at the sight of it.

"With such a scar, Guardian Zhang is really a powerful general."

Zhang Fuling fell to the ground at this time, "Your Majesty, bring Zhang Wanwen here today and you will report to Your Majesty.

On the way to Qingping County, Guard Zhang was always the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital to take care of him. However, when he arrived in Qingping County, Zhang Wanxu's wound was already full of pus and blood, and he was in a coma with a high fever.
Chapter completed!