Jin Zhong's family was in a panic at this time. When the imperial doctor arrived, he felt his pulse, then shook his head and said that Jin Zhong's body was running out of oil and the lamp was dry, but he was just going through the day.

So when Fang Xing rushed in, all he saw were hostile eyes.

"Xinghebo, my master is not well and there are no guests!"

Jin Zhong's wife kept her demeanor, but the housekeeper ordered her to leave.

Fang Xing picked up the small wooden box in his hand and said, "Fang came to see Lord Jin."

The housekeeper was furious at the speech and was about to scold regardless of dignity and inferiority, but the royal doctor from inside said with a bright eye: "Xinghe Bo, I heard you have great attainments in Qihuang. Can you follow me?"

Hearing this, the housekeeper's expression immediately changed. He glanced at Jin Zhong's wife, and then said with a worried look: "Uncle Fang, dare you ask if my master's disease can be cured?"

Jin Zhong's wife couldn't maintain her manners. She walked closer with an eager face.

Fang woke up and said in a deep voice: "Fang doesn't promise to cure Lord Jin, but he dares to say that he won't make Lord Jin's condition worse."

It is reasonable that this guarantee can not move the patient's family members, but Jin Zhong's wife said: "medicine can cure the disease. Please help Xinghe Bo. My family can only be grateful."

Fang woke up and nodded, then went into the bedroom accompanied by the imperial doctor.

Jin Zhong was lying in bed in a coma, and his face was much worse than before. Fang woke up and listened to the phlegm sound in the breath, pretending to take a pulse.

The imperial doctor saw that Fang Xing's method of pulse diagnosis was somewhat different. He thought it was a secret skill, so he widened his eyes and looked at it carefully.

After waiting for a few minutes, Fang woke up and said, "this disease is a little troublesome."

"Uncle, I think Lord Jin has lung failure..."

The imperial doctor was stunned when he heard about Jin Zhong's disease. At present, he was helpless, but Fang woke up and just said trouble.

This is human life, uncle!

Jin Zhong's face was flushed. Fang Xing took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out a small pill from it. The imperial doctor knowingly sent warm water.

Fang woke up and helped Jin Zhong up from the bed. Seeing that he opened his eyes, he smiled and said, "Fang has studied medicine. Although he has only read a few medical books, he feels no worse than others. Lord Jin can rest assured to let Fang diagnose and treat?"

Jin Zhong looked tired and said with a strong smile, "ninety nine percent of my life has gone. Xinghe Bo is just doing it."

Fang woke up and smiled: "Lord Yan estimated that adults still have dust, so Fang came."

We know that we must first give patients confidence in treating diseases.

After a pill was fed, Fang woke up and put Jin Zhong down. Then he said to Mrs. Jin Zhong, "here are some medicine. You must take it well, or it won't match."

As like as two peas, he took out a small porcelain bottle containing dozens of identical balls.

"Twice a day, feed one grain to Lord Jin each time."

Jin Zhong's wife took the porcelain vase and looked at Jin Zhong with suspicion.

Jin Zhong lay in bed, nodded to his wife, and then motioned her to go out first.

As for the imperial doctor, he had already gone outside.

Specially for noble people, they know the taboo. What they fear most is that they hear what they shouldn't hear, otherwise their life will be hard to protect.

After they all left, Jin Zhongcai said: "the news that arrived last night, Jiaozhi rebels have burst into Zhenman mansion. Your Majesty was angry. Someone proposed to let the British Duke go, but your majesty..."

By this time, Fang Xing had fully understood Jin Zhong's intention. He said gratefully, "Lord Jin is old enough to seek the country. Fang Xing is ashamed."

At this time, if Fang Xing volunteered to cross his toes, he would stand on the commanding height of morality and no one could pick on him.

What happened to my college?

What happened to Xingfang?

When your toes are eroding, you are talking loudly, but we are willing to take risks and go deep without hair.

As soon as the two sides compare, the public opinion will turn.

"Who is in command?"

Fang Xing is worried that it will be Meng Ying.

Jin Zhong gasped and said with a smile, "if the British Duke doesn't go, the remaining qualifications are almost the same. No one can hold anyone down. In addition, the Duke of Guizhou is talking to each other. If the candidate is improper, who will listen to?"

Fang woke up and nodded.

Mu Sheng is already a defeated general. If the reinforcements have to obey his command when they reach the top, it will have a great impact on morale.

But there are only Zhang Fu who can fight and hold Mu Sheng down.

When Jin Zhong saw Fang Xing meditating, he smiled and said, "the king of Han wants to go."

Han king?

Fang Xing's eyes lit up and thought this candidate was a good candidate.

Zhu gaoxu has made it clear that he is no longer involved, so Zhu gaochi will not object to letting his brother go out to relax.

Now there are only Baiguan and Zhu Di left.

……

Since Zhu gaoxu began to study military books behind closed doors, he has had trouble at leisure.

It was said that someone recommended him to go to Jiaozhi to calm the chaos. As soon as Zhu gaoxu lost the book of war, he disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

"Father emperor, my son and Minister want to make friends."

Zhu gaoxu's eyes were breathing fire. He felt that those damn war books were useless at all. It was the quickest to go to battle and kill with a knife.

Zhu Di was pondering, and at the same time, he took a silent look at Zhu gaochi.

Zhu gaochi stood on the side and said when he heard the speech: "father, emperor, my son and Minister think it is feasible."

The eunuch felt the strange atmosphere and took a peek at Zhu Di.

Zhu Di played with the Paperweight for a long time and asked, "what are you going to do if you get to Jiaozhi?"

Zhu gaoxu was stunned. He never thought about this problem, but he was worried that the opportunity would be fleeting, so he said eagerly: "father emperor, those cross toed rebels are just a mob. Kill him and flow into a river of blood, and naturally obey..."

"Second brother..."

Zhu gaochi frowned and interrupted Zhu gaoxu's words, "second brother, you have no attachment to the people's hearts. You should take comfort as the top priority."

Zhu gaoxu glared and said, "brother, what are you pacifying? Fang Xing said that if you are not our race, your heart will be different."

Zhu gaochi was so angry that his body trembled. Regardless of Zhu Di's presence, he taught and said, "that's one moment and another. Are you going to kill after defeating the Jiaozhi people?"

"Kill if you don't obey!"

Zhu gaoxu said angrily. In his opinion, disobedience is the enemy.

"Cough!"

Just when Zhu gaochi wanted to persuade him a few more words, Zhu Di coughed twice and said, "let Zhan Ji talk."

Zhu Zhanji, who had been pretending to be a transparent man, bowed down and spoke.

"Grandpa Huang, father, second uncle."

"It's repeated. There are both Haozu rioting and provoking discord."

Zhu gaoxu said unconvinced, "what do you say to do? Don't learn from your father. They have been taught by those corrupt scholars."

Zhu Di was so angry that he wanted to throw out the Paperweight, but as soon as he raised his hand, he saw the positive color on Zhu Zhanji's face.

Zhu Zhanji bowed to Zhu gaoxu and said, "second uncle, killing can only frighten for a while, leaving only the seeds of hatred. Once the time is right, these seeds will become towering trees, which wise men don't do!"

"Since you don't kill, how can you suppress it?" Zhu gaoxu was stunned by Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji Lang said in a voice, "you can lure them with profits, whether it's farming or mining. If you can have enough food, the people will be at ease. If there are still people rebelling at this time, you should kill them, it won't hurt the people."