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Yu Qian was sick and his face was flushed. The doctor was decocting medicine. He saw that Yu Qian's family had no money and was worried that Yu Qian's wife Dong would miss the heat when she was taking care of the child, so he personally stayed by the bed to decoct medicine.

"I'm talking about you, many people outside know that you, Yu Qian, like to go to the countryside, but I have seen many people like you, and I don't know that to please Shangguan, I will probably have no future in the future. Alas! If you didn't think you are a good person, I wouldn't go to get medicine, and I will come back to decoct the medicine for you!"

The doctor muttered, and looked at Yu Qian's face on the bed from time to time.

"This is so burning, hey! You have to hurry up! Otherwise, what should I do if I burn it to a fool?"

There was a small clay stove in front of the doctor. He was fanning with a palm-leaf fan, and he also forgot about the Wenhuo and the Martial Fire...

"I...I can't die!"

Yu Qian said dizzyly, then lay weakly on the bed, feeling dizzy and sore all over.

A sound of footsteps came, and Yu Qian thought it was his wife, so he gasped and said, "Don't worry, let Mian'er not come in..."

"What are you worried about?"

Fang Xing pushed the door and shook his head when he saw Yu Qian's appearance, saying, "Your health is already very good. Is it impossible to withstand the blow? Or is it disheartened?"

"Brother..."

Yu Qian looked up when he heard the sound, then was shocked, and struggled to get up.

"Lear down!"

Fang Xing frowned, and then saw the doctor sitting blankly on the small stool, forgetting to fan the fire, and said, "Please pay attention to your medicine!"

Yu Qian forced himself to sit up, and his wife Dong came in and quickly took a cotton jacket and put it on him.

"father."

Yu Qianxun saw his son Yu Mian at the door and said anxiously: "Take Mian out, hurry up!"

This is when he was living in Fangjiazhuang. He read some books by Fang Xing and knew that many diseases are contagious, and children are most likely to be contagious because of their weak resistance.

After Dong took the child out, Yu Qian said ashamedly: "I'll let my uncle come here to see you, I'm ashamed."

At this time, the doctor had decocted the medicine and put it in a bowl to deliver it, but his hand was trembling. He glanced at Fang Xing, and then quickly lowered his head.

Yu Qian's hands were also trembling. He took the bowl and said, "Thank you, please go back. After you have finished, Yu will go and thank you."

The doctor glanced at Fang Xing again and left in a hurry, forgetting the money for the medicine.

"You are almost in a state of shape and bones, why is this?"

Fang Xing sat next to the small clay stove and reached out to roast on the charcoal fire, which was very comfortable.

Yu Qian slowly drank the soup, not knowing whether it was the bitterness of the soup or the bitterness in his heart, and said slowly: "I thought that hard work would lead to results. In the end, I was disappointed and lost my composure. I had read the books that I had been in vain for so many years, and I had no qi cultivation skills at all... Seeing that man came to power, I felt uneven in my heart, and I couldn't bear it if I didn't have an attack, and I couldn't bear the heart-wrenching torture..."

Fang Xing rubbed his dry palms and said lightly: "Working hard may not necessarily lead to results. Will you still work hard?"

Yu Qian slowly drank the soup and thought. He was dizzy and said finally: "I am unwilling to accept it. Seeing his proud look, I am unwilling to accept it. I always feel that this world is extremely unjust..."

Fang Xing nodded, "Only those who are unwilling to give in can achieve great things. Okay, I'll help you!"

"Brother!"

Yu Qian shouted tremblingly, and Fang woke up and frowned and said, "After drinking the medicine."

Yu Qian raised his head and finished drinking the medicine. He completely ignored the slowly blistering in his mouth and said, "Mr., I can do it!"

"Then do you know where you lost?"

Fang Xing took out a purse from his arms and threw it on the bed, saying, "You are a minor official, I guess you won't think I'm buying you, right? Accept it."

Yu Qian ignored the wallet and said bitterly: "I lost to my connections. If I don't have connections, no matter how much effort I work, it will be in vain."

"Before today, you are considered a naughty man. Now you have realized it. I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Fang Xing said, "Don't become philanthropist, that will disappoint me. Also, you don't see deep-seated things, such as someone who wants to take the opportunity to suppress you and provoke your magistrate."

"Mr. Chen?"

"Yes, I'm leaving, you're ready to give birth."

"Mr. Chen?"

Fang Xing left, Yu Qian was thinking about the key points inside.

"Is it because my uncle asked Lord Chen to take care of me? No wonder I often don't stay in the yamen and no one is responsible... But this kindness... why should my uncle treat me so well?"

"Husband, my uncle's servants sent a lot of food, charcoal, cotton and cloth, what should I do?"

Mrs. Dong came in and asked with a sad face.

Yu Qian understood the causes and consequences, and suddenly realized his mind, and said, "Mr. My husband has eaten and lived in Mr. My house for a long time before. If he is cleared up now, he is ungrateful. Please accept it and repay it slowly in the future."

But he didn't know that Fang Xing helped him because he turned the tide in the future. Without his persistence, the Ming Dynasty might have done it well, and he would be a copy of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he would be content with the south.

His tragedy was also buried at that time: after the relationship between the king and brothers fell apart, he still ignored it and patted his chest to make a promise.

He did not ruthlessly refuse Yingzong's return with Zhu Qiyu's fear, and he also guaranteed that Zhu Qiyu's throne would be as stable as Mount Tai.

This is a man!

A man who is overwhelmed by the dark struggle for power!

Fang Xing stood outside the door of Yu Qian’s house, looked at the quiet alley, and murmured: “You are Yu Shaobao! Your life is bleak, if you don’t accept it, do it! OK! Let’s do it!”

...

Chen Jiahui arrived at the Ministry of Personnel, and Jian Yi received him no matter how busy he was.

"What's wrong with Lord Chen here?"

Jian Yi knew that he was Fang Xing's man and could not come to run for office, so he was a little impatient.

Chen Jiahui bowed and said, "Sir, I want to ask you to confirm the candidate for Shuntian Prefecture."

"Um?"

Jian Yi just snorted with a question and vented his dissatisfaction.

I, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel, still have to take charge of the candidates for officials? You are so embarrassed that you have to leave Halie.

Chen Jiahui said: "Mr. Jian, this matter is a bad thing!"

Trouble, this kind of bullshit thing!

Jian Yi sighed and said, "Then you can go to find you Lord Liao. The Ministry of Personnel is not the yamen of the referee. You can find the wrong place. Go back."

Chen Jiahui stood up and shouted: "The Chief Feng Ping is unfair, and the official is not convinced! Thank you, Lord Jian, the official is farewell!"

Jian Yi was stunned. After Chen Jiahui went out, he sneered: "I actually used my official to beat Feng Ping. Do you think I am a fool?"

Chen Jiahui's voice was very loud just now, and people outside must have heard it.

When they hear it, it means that the officialdom in the capital will soon hear it.
Chapter completed!