The emperor walked down to the court with a calm expression and walked squarely. He did not go to the small study, nor did he invite Wei Zhi and others to discuss matters. Instead, he asked Gu Zhong to move all the papers to the middle palace.
As soon as he entered the middle palace, the emperor's breath was relieved. The queen stepped forward, helped him remove his robe and crown, and helped him sit down on the couch.
The emperor was still a bit embarrassed, but the queen was considerate, so he could only pretend not to care and sat on the wooden couch with a straight face.
Monk Gu Zhong's aunt put a small low table on the couch with deft hands and feet, and neatly arranged the folding books and placed them on the table.
The emperor supported his waist and sat cross-legged. The queen was a little worried, "How about the imperial doctor come and take a look?"
The emperor said solemnly: "No, I'm fine."
The queen knew that he was very proud, so she definitely didn't want people to know that he fell out of bed last night.
After thinking about it, she asked her servants to go down and brought a basin of warm water up. She first helped him wash his face and hands, and then took out a bottle of ointment and said, "Let me put some ointment on His Majesty."
The emperor was very doubtful, "Can you rub this on your face?"
When a lot of medicine is applied to the face, it will burn, and the injured area is close to the eye. Last night, he applied a little ointment and washed it off quickly. It felt like his eyes were going blind.
This morning the Queen used makeup to cover him up, but he still looked a little awkward. Fortunately, no one could tell except the people who were waiting closely around him.
However, the queen felt that the injury on his face was not important. What was important was that he accidentally twisted his waist when he fell off the bed.
She persuaded in a low voice again: "It's better to call an imperial physician to take a look."
The emperor lost his temper and said, "I even said I wouldn't read it, so it's not a serious injury."
The queen could only stop mentioning it and asked: "Are you going to see Saburo today?"
"No," the emperor twisted his waist, not wanting to move around. He was still a little irritable at the moment, so he didn't want to go. "Just ask someone to give him something. Tell him not to think too much and take care of his legs first."
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The queen nodded.
It was impossible to stop Prince Gong from thinking too much. He had received the imperial edict for several days, and his father had only visited him once. Today he had to change his medicine, and his father, who had promised to come to see him, did not come.
Prince Gong had to think more.
Xiao Yuan was removing the board, cleaning the injured leg and then applying intermittent ointment. Seeing Prince Gong lifting his leg, he quickly lifted it gently and warned: "Your Highness, don't move this leg, otherwise the bones will be damaged."
If the legs are misaligned, they will become crooked, and once they become crooked, they will become lame."
Prince Gong lowered his eyes and glanced at his injured leg. He stiffened for a moment and then did not move.
Xiao Yuan is continuing to give him medicine.
Prince Gong asked: "If my leg grows crooked, can I make it grow back?"
Xiao Yuanzheng smiled and said: "It is possible to interrupt again and pick up."
But re-breaking it will definitely be extremely painful. Who can re-break the originally broken bone with such accuracy?
So this kind of thing only exists in medical theory, and there are no successful cases yet.
Under the quilt, Prince Gong's hands trembled slightly. He wanted to tighten his grip, but slowly let go. He asked Xiao Yuanzheng calmly: "When will my leg be healed?"
Xiao Yuanzheng said: "Your Highness has been recovering well these days. If you change the medicine a few times, you will be able to get out of bed and practice walking in about a month. After that, you will exercise every day and you will be back to normal in a month or two."
Xiao Yuanzheng paused and said, "But I will stop running and climbing less in the future..."
After all, Prince Gong is too fat. Walking is a burden, not to mention sprinting and mountain climbing, which will cause greater damage to the injured leg in a short period of time.
Prince Gong pursed his lips and agreed glumly.
The prince agreed to let Zhou Man take leave to go to Shangzhou, so before taking another bath, Man Bao handed in the leave certificate and wanted to take about seven days of leave.
In this way, counting the two days off this time and the two days off next time, she would have eleven days of vacation. Shangzhou was not far away, so she estimated that seven or eight days would be enough to find her mother's house and deal with it.
Good thing.
The prince had forgotten about it, but he remembered it as soon as she mentioned it. He didn't even look at Zhou Man's brochure for how many days he wanted to take leave, so he sent people directly to He Tai Hospital to talk to Kong Jijiu.
A hello.
Yes, Man Bao has two immediate superiors, one is Xiao Yuanzheng and the other is Kong Jijiu.
Kong Jijiu didn't want to approve it at first, but when he heard that she was going to find relatives, Confucianism put filial piety first, so he approved it. Then he raised his hand and saw the leave application letters from Bai Shan and Bai Erlang. He frowned and asked, "Zhou
They are all going to look for relatives, so what are these two going to do?"
Mr. Zhuang, who also handed in the leave application form, cleared his throat in embarrassment and said: "They were worried that their senior sister would not be able to find her relatives, so they went to help."
Mr. Zhuang said: "I don't know about Jiujiu. She only learned about Zhou Man's life experience when she grew up. She never knew about her maternal uncle's family before. Her father was married to Xia's family back then. After his parents-in-law passed away, he took his wife and daughter back with him.
I've been away for fourteen years, and I'm afraid things and people in Shangzhou have also changed."
Kong Jijiu frowned and said, "That being said, they are students, and students should focus on their studies."
Mr. Zhuang responded quickly, then took out his leave application form and said, "So I decided to go with them and supervise them all the way to prevent them from wasting their studies."
Kong Jijiu:……
He looked at Zhuang Xun, and then looked down at the leave application form handed to him. He had a vague sense of why Bai Shan and the others were like this.
It is said that a disciple resembles his master, and a son resembles his father...
Kong Jijiu reached out and took the fold, opened it, and asked, "Prince agrees?"
Zhuang Xun didn't have many classes in ten days, only three, but he still had to teach the prince two small lessons. Kong Jijiu had to admit that Zhuang Xun had certain abilities in teaching students, and at least the prince could listen to him.
Lessons and Admonitions.
Zhuang Xun smiled and said: "I told him about it, but His Highness said that this is an internal matter of the Chongwen Hall, and we should ask about the wine offering."
Kong Jijiu felt a little better. After pondering for a moment, he approved the reply. Then he put the paper aside and said, "Go early and come back early."
Mr. Zhuang saluted and said "yes" with a grateful look on his face.
In addition to Bai Shan and Bai Erlang's leave requests, Zhuang Xun and Zhou Man's notes must also be sent to the Ministry of Personnel for filing.
If they take leave that is not included in the holidays and family leave prescribed by the court, the corresponding salary will be deducted.
After Man Bao knew the exact approval, he ran to Ming Da and said, "I won't go to the palace in the second half of the year. If you have anything to do, just write to my family. If it's urgent, my family will send me a message."
It was only ten days ago, so Mingda didn't think he would need to write to her, but he still smiled and agreed.
Man Bao took out a box from his arms and said, "This is the crystal bead string I made for the queen. You can take it and give it to the empress."
Mingda took it and saw that the crystal was white, but the dark stone in the middle was exactly the same as hers. She knew that the most important thing was not the crystal, but the stone.
She nodded and promised Man Bao that she would not expose her.
Man Bao encouraged her, "Why don't you also offer sacrifices in front of the statue of me for seven or forty-nine days before giving it to the Queen?"