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People's eyes will inevitably fall on Wang zizhao's legs. His black clothes block his sight. However, we can see some clues from his walking posture.

It's really cured! Some people were happy and others were sad.

Wang zizhao went to the injured man. Seeing that the wound had been properly treated, Wang zizhao asked people to carry him out. "Take good care of him. When he is well, teach him the rules. His hands and feet are clumsy. It's no wonder that the three Wang brothers can't look down on him. He should teach him a lesson for him."

Wang Zixian's face was stiff, and then showed a sneering smile, "the ninth brother's strict family education is well-known, but you've been in a bad health recently, and it's hard to avoid neglecting discipline. Don't think brother Wang is too busy."

"How dare you?" Wang zizhao didn't even look at him. He told the housekeeper, "take Tang Xiaolang down to wash and change a set of clean clothes."

"Here it is." The housekeeper arranged orderly, carrying people and cleaning them. He accompanied Tang Yue to change clothes in the backyard.

Wang zizhao sat on the throne and asked everyone to sit down. "Today, I invite all distinguished guests to come. One is to thank the Tang family for saving his life. The other is that he hasn't seen him for a long time. Zhao wants to take this opportunity to talk with the princes and brothers about the past."

"Your Highness is in good health. It is a matter of great importance for the whole country to celebrate." An Guogong stroked his beard, glanced at Wang Zixian, and was very happy.

Wang zizhao's injury was caused by the defection of most of the ministers who supported him. Even many of his generals were ambivalent. If other princes were really promoted, the Hu family would be the first to be suppressed.

The relationship between aristocratic families, such as vines, is often damaged.

"Now that the border is uneven and the war is still going on, how can we work hard for the sake of Zhaoyi?"

"The dispute between the north and the South has never stopped for decades, and North Vietnam has rarely taken advantage of it. The nine brothers are so concerned about the world that they are very precious. But they have put too much emphasis on North Vietnam. Do you think so?"

Wang zizhao did not answer him directly, but asked, "is Mrs. Qi OK?"

Madame Qi is the biological mother of the third prince. She is from Beiyue. This is also Wang Zixian's biggest blemish and weakness. Everyone close to him knows that she can't be mentioned in front of him.

Without waiting for Prince Xian to get angry, an Guogong continued: "the three princes were born in Yecheng and grew up in Yecheng. They have never been to the border. Naturally, they can't understand the suffering of people's displacement caused by the war. If they can end the war one day earlier, they can stabilize the people's hearts."

In a word, the Duke of an demoted Wang Zixian to be worthless. A prince who has never been out of Yecheng knows what the world's major events are?

"It's too true. It's not always necessary for those at the top to make decisions when they plan strategies. There are only a few emperors who have personally taken part in the battle since ancient times."

People looked at Duke Lu in surprise, but they didn't expect that he would be the leader of Wang Zixian. In the Southern Jin Dynasty, the court had already agreed that Wang zizhao was the next king. Under normal circumstances, few people would refute Prince Zhao's face.

Wang zizhao nodded his head in no hurry: "the Duke of the state is right. He can know the world without going out. All the great sages have the wisdom beyond ordinary people. One leaf knows the autumn, and the other knows the little."

But the question is: do you compare your prince with these great sages?

Tang Yue bowed his head and held back a smile. He found that Prince Zhao was also very powerful in damaging people. From greeting his mother just now to satirizing his intelligence quotient, he did not use dirty words, but was quite sharp.

"To get to the point, the scene of Tang Xiaolang saving people just now reminds me of the wounded soldiers on the battlefield. As Duke an said, many officers and soldiers died because they could not get timely treatment. If such casualties can be avoided, it can also alleviate the problem of the scarcity of population in the Southern Jin Dynasty."

Many villages along the border have been occupied by wars for many years. The population of the Southern Jin Dynasty has been growing slowly. In addition, a large amount of gold and silver is used for military expenditure, which makes it impossible to take care of people's livelihood. Countless people die of freezing and starvation every year. These are all problems to be solved.

"The ninth brother only thought about human life. Have you ever considered how to arrange these wounded soldiers after they retire? If the court wants to feed and clothe, where will the money come from? "

"Wounded soldiers do not mean that they have no ability to work. They can farm and work, and they don't have to rely on the imperial court to support them."

"Now the biggest problem is, how can we reduce the death of wounded soldiers? The ability of the Taiyi department is limited, even if the collective deployment, but also can not rescue so many wounded The Duke of Heng timely brought the topic back to the key point.

Tang Yue listened to their heated discussions, all of which were national affairs. In the past, he only heard some from the news broadcast. Now he is among the ruling class of the country. He has witnessed and heard this with his own eyes. It's a wonderful feeling.

Wang zizhao once said that the whole people of the Southern Jin Dynasty were of one mind, and the cohesion was far from comparable to that of North Vietnam. No matter which camp you are, at least the starting point is for the sake of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

One of the discordant voices can be ignored. After all, the nine sons of the dragon are different. If the princes are all too talented, they are the source of the national turmoil.

However, when this disharmonious voice hits his own body, it can't be ignored.

"Since Tang Yue can cure the wounds that can not be cured by the imperial medical department, it is better to let Tang Yue go to the border to lead the military doctors and make contributions to the frontier officers and soldiers." Wang Zixian suggested.The people swept their eyes over. Tang Yue felt that he was also shot when he was lying down. Many people nodded. Obviously, he thought that the idea was good. Tang Yue asked with a smile: "is it Is it ready to serve? "

Even if he wants to be a military doctor, he will never be proposed by Wang Zixian. Moreover, the military doctor is no better than others. If he does not have sufficient preparation, he can only stare at the wounded. Tang Yue doesn't want to try such a cruel picture.

"Poo Hoo..." There was a mouthful of saliva, so loud that the whole hall could hear it.

Tang Yue followed his voice and saw that Zhao Sanlang lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders and tried to suppress his smile, while his brother-in-law glared at him angrily, as if he wanted to draw a line with him.

"It's past noon. Aren't you hungry?" Such a high-end topic can be discussed after he leaves, really!

Tang Yue's face solemnly admonished Wang zizhao: "Your Highness's body is not fully recovered. You should not be overworked. If you sit for a long time and stand for a long time, it is the limit for you to maintain a posture for half an hour. It is best to get up and have activities."

The corner of Wang zizhao's mouth slightly lifted up and changed a posture, "it's Wang Shuhu, come here, serve!"

Wang Zixian did not give up and sarcastically said, "Ninth brother, do you want to hold the doctor by your side in case of emergency?"

"Tang Yue is the only son of marquis Liyang. He is not a guest of the king. He can't be the master of this king."

Tang Yue stood up and made a bow to Prince Xian, "thank you for your attention. The more you want to do something for the frontier officers and men, but the timing is not right. One day, the more I will invite you to the border!"

It is understandable that he is not willing to take risks because he is only a kind of excuse.

Wang zizhao took a deep look at Tang Yue, and he was worried.

The reason why Tang Zixian was under the command of Tang Zixian was that he didn't want to be under the command of Wang Zixian. However, he didn't want to be under the command of Wang Zixian.

Tang Yue found that many dishes were cooked in Prince Zhao's mansion when the wine and food were served. At the beginning, he made great efforts to cook three meals a day for Wang zizhao.

Only a few young people, Zhao Sanlang, have tasted Tang Yue's cooking skills. The rest of them are surprised that they have different dishes. They would like to ask where the cook of King Zhao's residence came from.

The meal was quite peaceful. Only prince Heng made some jokes, entertained the public and amused a group of old guys.

After a month's porridge, shiziye's mouth had faded away from the bird's hair. At first sight of the meat served, his eyes would not move, and his appetite was full of light.

Tang Yue coughed and reminded him, "the son of a son should not eat more meat, otherwise this month's work will be wasted."

Hearing this, Duke Heng asked people to take the meat off the table and eat porridge with his son.

The matter should have come to an end. Duke Heng's love for his son can be shown by the sun and the moon. The son of a generation is determined to lose weight, which is also a good story.

But obviously, the Duke of hengguo didn't have this consciousness yet. While eating his own food, he secretly wanted to eat some meat from Zhao Sanlang's table next door.

This idea was nothing. If someone else was forced to move along, he would not say a word. However, Zhao Sanlang was not a man who could bear it. He directly roared: "return to me, young master!"

For a moment, people in the whole hall were attracted by the exciting words.

The Duke of Heng glanced back and found that his son was holding the meat and stuffing it into his mouth. Zhao's son took his son's arm and tried to snatch it back.

, with a red face, he asked, "Shun Er, what are you doing?"

Shiziye didn't have time to answer him. His mouth was full of meat. He didn't come up and choked because of such stimulation!

Seeing this scene, the Duke of Zhenguo was extremely embarrassed. He had the heart to kill his son and said, "Saburo, it's just a piece of meat. Why are you fighting? You are older than him. You should have offered to eat. You really disappoint my father

Zhao Sanlang's eyes widened. "That's..." That's his favorite sauce steak, Tang Xiaolang's exclusive secret recipe!

The cook in his house didn't know how his head grew. The recipes he took back didn't have the same original flavor. He ate something less each time.

It's rare to see this dish in King Zhao's mansion. It's very attractive to smell the flavor. When he was about to eat it, a fat hand snatched the meat without asking himself. Who can't bear it?

"But what? After going back, kneel for a day in the ancestral hall and copy the family rules of our ancestors ten times! " The Duke of the town said with dignity.

Zhao Sanlang couldn't refute it. He was so upset that he almost didn't crush the arm of the prince Heng.

He gritted his teeth in secret: this fat man made him lose his reputation and lost him to the palace of King Zhao. He must cut off his robes and break off friendship with him!