Fang Xing feels dizzy.
Li Ermo noticed something wrong with him and invited a doctor.
The doctor is a famous doctor in Qingzhou Prefecture with high morality and high reputation.
When Fang woke up, the doctor was a little flustered.
The story of Xinghe Bo coming to Qingzhou to inspect the grain depot has been spread all over the world. If Fang Xing had a bad situation in Qingzhou, the doctor felt that his family didn't have to live.
He looked at Fang Xing's face tremblingly, and then felt his pulse.
Later, his face relaxed slightly. After the pulse diagnosis, he went outside to talk with Li Ermo.
"Uncle, I'm tired."
The doctor said confidently, "I'm tired and think too much, so..."
He pointed to his head and said, "so uncle will feel tired. Take a rest for a few days and don't worry. I'll prescribe another medicine here to help healthy qi."
Li Er Mao felt at ease and asked, "when can the teacher wake up?"
The doctor smiled and said, "uncle is just sleeping. When you are tired, you have to sleep. After dispelling evil and strengthening health, you can rest for some time. Uncle can still go to battle and kill the enemy."
Hearing the speech, Li Ermo smiled and said, "it's getting late. Sir, it's better to have dinner here."
The doctor was stunned and said, "old man..."
There were more obscure things in Li Er Mao's eyes. He looked down at the doctor and whispered, "Sir, it's good for you."
The doctor bowed his head in fear and said, "yes, sir, don't worry."
Li Er Mao didn't turn back and said, "take your husband to have a rest, say hello to good food and dishes, and give new things to wash."
This attitude can't be more obvious. Before Fang Xing is safe, the doctor can only stay in the military camp.
Then the latest data came from the two warehouses. Li Ermao picked it up and calculated it from the beginning.
He ate a bowl of noodles casually for dinner, and then stood by the bed to calculate the data.
The oil lamp is not bright enough, and the light is a little yellow.
Li Er Mao looked up and blinked, then rubbed the corners of his eyes.
The line of sight is a little blurred, but it's not bad eyes, but the light is dim.
He was thinking about his wife and children and his old mother.
The corners of the mouth are slightly cocked up, which is a good mood.
But when he thought of the movement towards the center, he took a deep breath and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
"Confused?"
The sound of Fang waking up came from the bed. Li Er Mao was stunned. He looked sideways and asked, "what's wrong with the teacher?"
Fang Xing shook his head and sat up without waiting for Li Er Mao's help.
"I feel a little sour and soft all over. I'm tired, and some external evil invades. I make a big bowl of noodles, bring some dried mushrooms, put more ginger, garlic and pepper."
Li Ermo just wanted to go out and give orders, but there were footsteps outside the door.
Fang Xing said with a smile, "it's old seven."
Even if Fang woke up and asked him to have a rest, Xin Laoqi still came.
Li Er Mao poured a cup of hot tea for Fang Xing, then took the booklet and said, "teacher, there are a lot of deficits on both sides. Those people were taken down. After Zhang Lu went back, he beat his officials again, but they were more and more frightened."
Fang Xing took a sip of tea and then held the cup in both hands. He felt that his body and spirit were at a low ebb, but he was particularly calm.
Seeing that he was a little depressed, Li Ermo was worried and could only rely on the doctor's judgment.
"Don't worry about this. Zhang Lu doesn't have the courage. Remember to send the memorial to Beijing tomorrow. The former governor of Qingzhou Prefecture will take it right away!"
Fang Xing said with ease: "the external posture can be cold and solemn, can be impatient, but you have to know it well. Don't show your details to your opponents, or even... You can only know it by yourself."
This is teaching Li Er Mao the way of being an official, even a senior official.
Outside, Xin Laoqi came back. He stood outside the door and patrolled around. The conversation in the room slowly spread out.
"The so-called high prestige must mean that there are many old families, and many people are in high positions, so don't rush to challenge them, otherwise even if you succeed, you will be intercepted in one place for many years."
Li Er Mao began to hibernate after two beautiful shots, which is very in line with the way of being an official.
We can't just keep a high profile, otherwise it will be destroyed by a high profile sooner or later.
Xin Laoqi remembered this, but he felt that Li Ermo didn't have to worry about it. The child was so steady that he was called a fox by the outside world.
He remembered Li Er Mao's school experience.
"Zuo zhongyun is not the reason to be close to the prince, so you should know something. You don't have to worry about it. You... If you want to realize your ambition, the necessary choices are reasonable."
"Teacher... I still want to be a censor, and then wait for the opportunity to be a few parent officials outside the capital."
Li Er Mao's voice seemed firm.
"You... Think again."
Fang Xing's voice was somewhat hesitant: "if you can help the prince, your starting point will be higher in the future."
"Teacher, disciples still want to be pragmatic. You said that officials without the experience of being officials at the bottom should not step into the capital."
"Er! Yes, I said this and regarded it as my motto. It's just... I'm a little lenient to myself. Your idea is good. Although it's difficult, once you stand out, you will have a beautiful chest."
"Well, I have accumulated a lot and made little progress. I think so, too."
"Then I have nothing to say, just happy."
When Xin Laoqi heard this, he relaxed his vigilance against Li Ermo a little. Just as the knife came with noodles, he took it and went into the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Fang Xing leaned against the bed and looked energetic.
Li Er Mao sat on the side with a booklet in his hand. When he saw Xin Lao Qi coming in, he got up and said, "brother Qi is hard."
Xin Laoqi looked at him, put the noodles on the side indifferently, and helped Fang wake up.
"I'm not sick!"
Fang woke up helpless and was picked up by him. Then he put on his shoes and was going to wash, but after his nose twitched a few times, he couldn't help but bring the noodles up.
The noodles are fragrant and covered with a layer of shame.
Minced meat, diced mushrooms, red pepper cut into rings, garlic, ginger slices... This is fried pan noodles.
Fang Xing didn't care to brush his teeth. He took a mouthful of noodles and said, "it's very muscular, and the smell of Sao Zi is also very fragrant."
After eating noodles, Fang woke up sweating and went to take a bath.
When he came out again, he was full of energy.
"Teacher, if Qingzhou moves, will other places in Shandong be alert?"
Fang Xing was a little full and walked slowly in the room.
"Don't think too much. It's not isolated."
Li Er Mao's face looked a little deep and dark under the light.
He said, "teacher, at this important moment, Shandong can't be chaotic."
Fang Xing walked and rubbed his stomach, feeling that his digestive system had stagnated.
He looked at Li Er Mao and said, "you want to be simple."
Li Er Mao was shocked, pointed to a direction and asked, "teacher, do you want to hold down there?"
Fang woke up with a hiccup, and then felt tired and lazy. "Once the prince has decided, who will be his teacher? The world is watching here, so I'll sit here and see who dares to take the lead to attract people's attention."
Li Er Mao was surprised and said, "teacher, you can't move lightly! Otherwise, the world will be in an uproar, and your majesty will have to throw it out..."
He dared not say any more.
Fang woke up and said with a smile, "does your majesty have to throw me out to calm the world?"
Li Ermo nodded hard: "they dare not oppose the establishment of the reserve."
"Li Chu is just a small matter."
Fang Xing said, "there are many people staring at me, so I came here to keep company with the family and see who they want to stare at."
Li Er Mao thought he was brave enough, but he was like a quail in front of the teacher.
"Don't worry about this. It's just an inevitable battle for science. If Confucianism is unwilling, there will be one."
"Gentry."
Fang Xing pressed his thumb. "Recently, it's very low-key here, but it's their memorial archway, so I'll scare them and see their courage."
Li Ermao knows that it's more than that, but that level is not what he can touch now.