Broken wings

In this way, he

has already scolded all the way, Ouyang Qian collapsed his face and remained silent, looking like he had confessed his guilt and surrendered to the law. Originally, he thought that after the matter was settled, he would sleep well for a few days and nights on the way back, but Long Ting's loud voice surrounded his head all the time, and he even felt that his eardrums would deaf him if he stayed any longer.

Several horsemen driving the carriage looked at each other, scolding like this all day, it was a person who was impatient, and the people inside could endure it for so long, and their temper was really not ordinarily good, so they didn't hear it.

"Did you hear me speak?"

"I hear you. Ouyang Qian said sullenly.

"Do you hear me?" Long Ting raised his eyebrows angrily.

"I can't interject. Ouyang Qian glanced at him cautiously, and the words that he wanted to continue to say were forced back by his two screwed sword eyebrows, so he had to whisper, "It's not good for me to fight the flood with injuries, but the situation was so critical at that time, and you were all desperate to protect the people, do you want me to just watch from the shore? I'm fine, isn't it good......

."

"You really know how to get to the point! This time you are lucky, what about next time? What about next time? If you faint in pain, won't you be swept away by the flood? You are so great to take care of yourself and go to fight bravely!"

Ouyang Qian was like a grievance, saying that he was also scolded, not to mention being scolded, looking at the ground in the sedan chair unhappily, and not opening his mouth anymore.

"Do you think I'm

rare to count you?" I still don't want to saliva!" Long Ting opened the water bag and poured it violently, took a long breath, and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I'm afraid that you don't know the severity, your body is so thin, your legs are not good, the flood is so violent, if you are not careful, your life will be gone...... I just watched you climb out of the Hades Palace, and you don't understand ...... at all

."

Ouyang Qian raised his eyes to look at him, Long Ting was clutching the water bag in one hand and clenching his fists in the other, desperately biting his back molars, and the green tendons burst out.

"Long Ting, I'm sorry to worry you. "

When some of the subjects complained about the flood in Mocheng, they all knew that Ouyang Qian had done it with full authority, and some people hesitated and said: "Isn't it good to let Ouyang Qian come forward to deal with the important affairs of the DPRK and China? "

"Wei Chen also feels that it is inappropriate, his current rights have been withdrawn, and he is just a nameless commoner, will anyone be dissatisfied with this management?"

Yuan Zhen listened, his expression was indifferent: "He has this ability." "

Zeng Renwei and others who supported King Qian and his party came out to kneel down to intercede for Ouyang Qian: "Since the emperor also recognizes the ability of the prince so much, let's restore the identity of the prince, he can better solve problems for the emperor in his position." "

"Yes, ask the emperor to be merciful and restore the status of the prince. "

"Ask the emperor for mercy. "All the people knelt down and pleaded.

"Do you think you should restore his identity?"

"The ministers can see the prince's loyalty to the emperor, in fact, if you think about it carefully, the emperor has worked so hard to support him so much, isn't the picture that he can share the work and relieve the emperor's worries?"

Yuan Zhen nodded attentively: "I know, I will consider it, let's retreat." "

Ouyang Qian went to the Tai Hospital to bandage it, and the injury he gave him when he was alone was startled, and his shoulders were so big that he had stripped off a large piece of meat, which looked extremely serious, and the bumps along the way were really hard enough. Long Ting asked Gu Shi vigorously if his injuries were serious and could be cured, and Gu Shi was irritable for a while: "Stay aside!

Long Ting snorted and stood honestly on the side.

Lone Shi cleaned him, put medicine on him, and told him that he should never do physical work until the new meat grows.

Tears kept rolling in his eyes from the pain of the wound where he had cut off the flesh, and a painful snort kept spilling from his nose. In the place of the miscellaneous house, it is impossible not to do manual work, and if you are ordered from above, the people below will have to do it.

When Long Ting saw his expression, he could probably know what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything, he just waited to say softly to the people inside when he went back, if anyone dared to let Ouyang Qian do manual work, he would wait for his head to move.

Yuan Zhen went down to the Tai Hospital to see him, boiled medicine for him when he was lonely, poured it into a bowl and gave him a drink, and then went out.

"Does your shoulder still hurt? "

Ouyang Qian bowed his head and said, "It's no big deal. "

"Take it apart and let me have a look. "Yuan Zhen doesn't look at the wound, and he doesn't know the bottom of his heart," Long Ting gave me a good face, saying that the piece of flesh on your shoulder was ripped off. "

Ouyang Qian laughed loudly: "The minion's wound has just been medicated and bandaged, the minion is fine, don't worry." Ouyang Qian actually didn't want him to see it, and he didn't want him to feel that he owed him anything.

Yuan Zhen was silent for a while and said, "It's a good thing for boys to be strong. Ouyang Qian didn't respond.

"When I was in the last dynasty, the Chinese military officials of the dynasty all interceded with Shu to restore your status as a prince, and they all felt that you were capable and talented, and your current identity was too condescending. Yuan Zhen didn't look at him, looked at the ground and said, "So I decided to order your identity to be restored." "

"Your Majesty, it's not a bad thing for a slave to be in a lower position, first, a slave can see more people, can hear more voices, and can help you win a lot of hearts, which the so-called superiors can't see and can't do. Second, the slave itself is not a royal family, being this prince with a shy face, saying it will only make people laugh, the slave doesn't remember the previous things, you don't have to feel that you owe the slave anything. "

"You're still complaining about me......," Yuan Zhen exhaled helplessly, and said in vain, "This is not only what I mean, but also what you mean by important ministers, Qian'er...... You are well-behaved, you are obedient...... Be considerate and considerate of my heart ......".

Ouyang Qian just shook his head: "The slave just wants to follow his own duty, the slave has no sense of proportion, it is good to be a slave at the beginning, and he will not let the master spend so much more thought, and now he will not make the master feel unnecessarily sad...... At first, it was all minions who couldn't see themselves clearly......

".

Yuan Zhen now finally understands why Gu Shi and Xiao'er often say that Qian'er is 'not open-minded', 'loves to drill the horns' and 'sentimental', and before he comes out of it, what others say is useless. Yuan Zhen felt tired for a while when he thought that he was the king of a country and always took care of his thoughts, and he had to speak and do things according to his thoughts.

It's always such an old illness that has not healed and added new injuries, plus this flood fight, Ouyang Qian's illness has come and gone, and he has never seen better, he is worried that his father-in-law will find fault, and he wants to get better soon, but the disease can be cured if he thinks about it, and he has been taking medicine for several days, but it has not yet had any effect, Ouyang Qian went to the small kitchen to get a small stew cup, and then moved a small stove to his room, added medicine and water and began to boil, Chu Yan brought him a small jar, opened it and looked, there was some sugar in it," Uncle Yan knows that you are afraid of the bitterness of the medicine, so he bought it from outside, and he just sent it in this morning, and if you drink the medicine and eat one, the taste of the medicine in your mouth will dissipate a lot, take it. "

When people are

sick, they are always extremely fragile, and it is easier to touch the weakest part of people's hearts, Ouyang Qian held the small jar and stared at Chu Yan with his eyes: "Uncle Yan, I am not related to you, why are you so good to me?"

Chu Yan's eyes moved, and then he smiled: "Isn't it good for someone to be nice to you?

Ouyang Qian thought for a moment, only bowed down and thanked solemnly: "No matter what the reason is, I will be grateful to Uncle Yan for his love, thank you here first." "

Chu Yan helped him up and patted him on the back, but there was a strong sadness in his eyes, and he muttered, "Silly boy." "

Ouyang Qian sat on the bed and waited, just waiting for him to feel sleepy again, thinking that he would have to wait for an hour and so long, so he wanted to squint for a while, curled up his legs and got into bed, and fell asleep deeply. As a result, two hours had passed, and he had not yet woken up, and the water in the small stew pot was boiled dry, and the whole room was filled with a burning smell, and the people outside the window also smelled it, and several people turned their heads and said, "What is this burnt paste?"

"I don't know, is it who is opening a small stove?"

"As soon as I smell the stove, I feel hungry again. "

"The half bowl of millet porridge I ate in the morning was fed to the dogs? It's not even noon. "

"Hey, let's do the work. "

The gas in the

small stew pot accumulated more and more, and the lid began to tremble and swish restless, and after another half a moment, the lid was suddenly rushed to the sky by the gas, and the huge sound shook Ouyang Qian to wake up, looking at another big hole in his roof, and faintly saw something flying into the sky, and subconsciously muttered: "Hmm, my roof flew ......" and then fell asleep in a daze.

He didn't wake up until the night, Chu Yan originally left him

a meal, and wanted to eat it when he woke up in the evening, but he didn't wake up, and Chu Yan couldn't bear to call him, so he left the food on his table. Looking down, he saw the black pot burning, the lid was not gone, and when he looked at the top, he grinned: "What? Flying into the sky?" It turned out that the loud noise that came from here during the day...... Fortunately, the coal in it was burned out, otherwise, this pot would probably fly into the sky together, right?

The sky has begun to be dark, Ouyang Qian woke up, this sleep was almost a day and a night, thinking that the time was almost ready to get up, as soon as he sat up, he found that his head was very dizzy, he barely held on to the edge of the bed, and when he touched his forehead, it was all cold sweat, he remembered that he had not drunk medicine, and when he turned his head, the stove and the pot were gone, as if they had flown ...... The big hole in the roof fully proves that Ouyang Qian is not confused, but how can he be on duty when he is so dizzy?

I had no choice but to get up and staggered to Chu Yan's room, just a few steps, his legs were already weak, and it seemed that he was burning very badly, how could he serve his father-in-law in such a state?

"Uncle Yan......" As soon as Ouyang Qian spoke, he realized that his voice was already hoarse, but Chu Yan still woke up, opened his eyes sleepily, and asked, "Qian'er, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Yan, do you have any fever medicine here?" I have a little fever......" Ouyang Qian lay on the side of the door frame, his head was light for a while and heavy for a while, if it wasn't for leaning on the edge of the door, he designated a head to be planted on the ground.

Chu Yan woke up

when he arrived, and quickly got up to help him sit on his bed, and then went to find a fever reducer to decoction for him to drink, Ouyang Qian grunted and drank it in a few sips, and Chu Yan helped him to sleep: "Qian'er, drink the medicine and quickly cover your head and sleep, sweating ......".

Ouyang Qian looked at the sky outside the door that had lit up in embarrassment: "It's already dawn, it's time for me to be on duty today, I have to go to Chengming Palace......

."

Chu Yan looked at him worriedly: "How can you be on duty in such a state? Why don't you discuss it with others and see if I can do it for you?"

"Even if you have to walk for an hour and a half from here to the guardhouse, others may not have time for me, forget it, just stay up until the evening. Ouyang Qian shook his head, his brain hurt even more, and he covered his head in some pain.

Chu Yan thought about it, but he still didn't worry about him going to duty alone, and said: "That's it, just in case, I'll send you over, otherwise it will be even more troublesome if you faint halfway." When you arrive at the Chengming Palace, if you really can't do it, you can tell the emperor, ask if you can come back in advance, I will wait outside the palace, when you come back, I will accompany you back. "

"Will that delay your business?" Ouyang Qian didn't directly refuse, he was indeed in poor physical condition, if he could, he still wanted Chu Yan to go with him, he didn't have any energy on his body, if he went by himself, he was also afraid that he would faint on the side of the road.

"It's fine. "