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Chapter 493 Wen Nanfang Please Go Back to Mr. Shoushan and Suibian Hiroshi

Lin Zhihuang came to his senses at Wang Ti's question, put his mind down from Yu Qingruo's trip to Zhuozhou, and started thinking about the current matter again.

Wang's question reminded Lin Zhihuang.

Lin Zhihuang thought for a while and said: "Of course, I will invite other famous doctors to the county governor's house to treat Mr. Shoushan."

Mr. Shoushan is not young yet. He was first imprisoned by Wu Kui in the Penal Department Prison, and then rescued by Sui Bianhong, and then fled after a long and tiring journey. It is normal for his body to suffer from physical problems.

This is a good opportunity to show mercy.

Lin Zhihuang planned to wait for a while and sent people to the county and city to invite the best doctors to order at any time.

As long as the master will arrange for someone to see the master, it will be fine. After Wang Ti received Lin Zhihuang's assurance, he immediately put the matter aside.

"The information was sent yesterday. Junior brother, if you catch... Please... there will be no delay after reaching Master. If you set off immediately, you will be back soon." Wang Ti deduced.

Lin Zhihuang nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, Congshen should be here in the next two days."

After Wang Ti finished worrying about the few people he cared about, his mind returned to his carpentry.

Wang Ti took out a stack of blueprints from his arms with a smile on his face. This stack of blueprints were exactly the blueprints for the papermaking equipment that he had spent the past ten days taking apart and drawing.

After Wang Ti took out the drawings, regardless of whether Lin Zhihuang wanted to listen or not, he sat across from Lin Zhihuang, spread out the stack of drawings on the desk, and began to explain to Lin Zhihuang with great interest what he had made by dismantling the utensils.

The whole process.

At this moment, Lin Zhihuang finally admitted that Wang Ti was smart.

At first, Lin Zhihuang could keep up with the rhythm of Wang's questions, understand them all, and occasionally add two sentences.

But later on, Wang Ti became excited because of the two sentences that followed Lin Zhihuang, and he just felt that he had met a confidant, because when he talked about these, even his close junior brother Wen Nanfang did not take over his words.

Wang Ti then decided to talk to Lin Zhihuang in detail.

Then, Wang Ti took out the calculation plan of this era from his embroidery bag and gave Lin Zhihuang a grand calculation. After hearing this, Lin Zhihuang was about to be promoted to immortality.

As a learned lord, when you don't understand what your subordinates are saying, you can't just say you don't understand. This is too cheap.

Lin Zhihuang stood there awkwardly, waiting for Wang Ti to finish his sharing.

"Master? Master?" Wang Ti called out twice, but seeing that Lin Zhihuang didn't respond, he got angry and said with a downcast face, "You're not listening, are you?"

Lin Zhihuang came back to his senses and did not panic at all. He raised his hand and put his porcelain-white palm lovingly on Wang's head opposite the desk. He touched it and sighed sincerely: "How come this head is so long?

You are so smart, my lord, I am ashamed of myself."

Wang Ti was touched by Lin Zhihuang's sudden kindness, and his cheeks immediately turned red. He stuttered and said: "My lord... my lord, you... you are so boastful about the title, and all the things you praise... are...

..I’m sorry…”

"Shh." Lin Zhihuang shook his head: "Yunlin, don't be humble. Smart people need to be praised more to become smarter. Do you understand?"

Wang Ti's face turned even redder, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up. He took a step back and resigned to Lin Zhihuang neatly with his hands raised: "My lord, Ti suddenly remembered that there was nothing left to do, so he resigned first!"

Lin Zhihuang took back his failed hand, nodded slowly, waved his hand with a gentle smile: "Well, go ahead."

Wang Ti felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He put away the drawings spread out on the desk and rushed out of the small study room very quickly. He was afraid that if he was slow, some monsters would catch up and eat him.

Not long after Wang Ti left, Huang Qijin walked in with a fruit plate and asked strangely: "What's wrong with Wang Langjun? You left in such a hurry?"

Lin Zhihuang raised his lips and smiled playfully, without saying a word. He obediently opened his mouth in the direction Huang Qijin was walking, which meant that he wanted to feed him.

When Huang Qijin saw Lin Zhihuang like this, he covered his mouth and giggled. He took a large purple grape from the fruit plate he had given him and put it into Lin Zhihuang's mouth.

"Sweet! The fruits that Chen Xi feeds are especially sweet." Lin Zhihuang stroked his palms and narrowed his eyes in intoxication. This behavior was the behavior of a man from a wealthy family who teased his maid.

Huang Qijin smiled and said: "My lord, you are not serious again."

"You're just being serious, how can you win a smile from a beautiful woman?" Lin Zhihuang tilted his head, leaned back in his seat, and opened his red lips to wait for the feed.

Huang Qijin took another piece of watermelon with a silver skewer and put it into Lin Zhihuang's mouth: "It's a pity that you are not a gentleman anymore, otherwise with your mouth, no matter how cold-hearted a woman is, you can coax her to soften her heart.

"

Lin Zhihuang and Huang Qijin had a laugh and joke, and then they put all the calculation skills that Wang Ti had filled their minds out of their minds.

Lin Zhihuang consumed some fruits under Huang Qijin's service, and then ordered Huang Qijin to send someone to notify Pei in the backyard, and asked Pei to send people to Lixian County to find two famous doctors.

The government can be ordered at any time.

After Lin Zhihuang had rested and gave instructions, he stuck his head out of the window, looked at the sky, and then went to the study room of the outer university to work.

Lin Zhihuang arrived at the study room and sat in rows with his men as usual. After doing business for nearly two hours, Hu San entered the study room from the outside with sweat all over his body.

After Hu San came in, he immediately faced the leader Lin Zhihuang and reported: "My lord, Captain Jiang and Wen Langjun have returned!"

As soon as Hu San said these words, the four people who were busy handling official duties in the big study put down their things at the same time and stood up together.

Lin Zhihuang asked urgently: "Where is the person?"

"Where is Mr. Morishan now?" Guan Fuqing and Xiao Qi asked in unison, their voices full of excitement about meeting their idol.

Yang Xitong was curious: "How did Wen Langjun capture someone... uh... invite him here?"

Four people in the big study asked each other at the same time, which made Hu San stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

The next moment, Hu San chose to answer Lin Zhihuang's question first without hesitation.

The relationship between colleagues is not as important as that of the master!

"Lieutenant Jiang Du has returned to the military residence to discharge his troops. In an hour, he will come to the county governor's house to report to the lord. Mr. Shoushan is ill. Mr. Wen Langjun will take Mr. Shoushan back to his courtyard and make arrangements first. He talks for two quarters of an hour.

I will come back to you in the big study room later."

When Guan Fuqing and Xiao Qi heard this, they immediately looked back at Lin Zhihuang with gleaming eyes.

When Lin Zhihuang received the looks from Guan Fuqing and Xiao Qi, he stroked his forehead with a headache and said with a smile: "Let's go, as hosts, we go to meet Mr. Shoushan."

Two-quarters of an hour later, Lin Zhihuang, Yang Xitong, Guan Fuqing and Xiao Qi, headed by Lin Zhihuang, arrived at Wuzhuyuan where Wen Nannan lived in the county governor's mansion.

Lin Zhihuang and his party were led by Qingyun into the wing where Mr. Moriyama was. As soon as they arrived at the door, they heard several thick, old coughs coming from the wing.

"Congshen, is it convenient for me to come in at this time?" Lin Zhihuang stopped at the door and raised his voice to ask inside the room.

"Master, please come in!" Wen Nanfang's familiar voice came from the side room.

Hearing the response from the wing, Xiao Qi stepped forward, opened the door for Lin Zhihuang diligently, and then respectfully motioned for Lin Zhihuang to come forward.

Yang Xitong took a step slower, seeing that Xiao Qi, the smiling tiger, had taken away his opportunity to make a good sale. When he followed Lin Zhihuang into the side room, he glanced at Xiao Qi with disdain. The meaning was very clear, he despised him for being a trickster.

Xiao Qiniao didn't like Yang Xitong, so he squeezed behind Lin Zhihuang and entered, inserting Yang Xitong behind him.

Yang Xitong was angry for some reason and was about to step back in. Guan Fuqing who was following him secretly tripped him again and pushed him to the end of the line.

Lin Zhihuang paid no attention to the movement behind him. During this period of time in the big study, he had become accustomed to seeing these people playing this kind of harmless fighting style.

Lin Zhihuang turned a blind eye and walked calmly into the side room.

"Congshen, is this the lord you surrendered to?"

"Master, do you really believe what junior brother said? This is a female puppet! The difference is just a puppet in the hands of King Lu, or a puppet in the hands of junior brother Congshen!"
Chapter completed!
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