The Jin Zhong family was already in a panic at this time. After the imperial doctor arrived, he took the pulse and shook his head and said that Jin Zhong's body was already exhausted and he was just waiting for a long time.

So when Fang Xing rushed in, he saw hatred eyes.

"Uncle Xinghe, my master is in poor health and will not see guests!"

Jin Zhong's wife maintained her demeanor, but the housekeeper could no longer bear it and issued an order to expel the guest.

Fang Xing lifted the small wooden box in his hand and said, "Mr. Fang is here to treat Lord Jin."

The butler was furious when he heard this, and was about to scold him regardless of his superiority, but the imperial doctor who came out of it lit up his eyes and said, "Xinghe Bo, I heard that you have a deep understanding of Qihuang. Can you follow me to learn?"

Hearing this, the butler's expression changed immediately. He glanced at Jin Zhong's wife, and then held back his anxious voice: "Brother Fang, can you ask if my master's illness may be cured?"

Jin Zhong's wife could no longer maintain her demeanor. She stepped forward with a look of anxiety.

Fang Xing said in a deep voice: "Fang cannot guarantee that he can cure Lord Jin, but he dares to say that he will not make Lord Jin's condition worse."

Logically, this kind of guarantee cannot impress the patient's family, but Jin Zhong's wife said blessedly: "There is no disease in medicine, so please Xing and Bo take action. My family is only grateful."

Fang Xing nodded, and then entered the bedroom accompanied by the imperial doctor.

Jin Zhong was lying on the bed and was sleeping, his face was much worse than before. Fang Xing leaned over and listened to the phlegm sound in the breathing, and pretended to take his pulse.

When the imperial doctor saw that Fang Xing had a different technique in his pulse, he thought it was a secret technique, so he widened his eyes and looked at it carefully.

After waiting for a few minutes, Fang Xing let go of his hands and said, "This disease is a bit troublesome."

"Brother, the lower official thinks that Lord Jin has lung qi failure..."

The imperial doctor was stunned when he heard this. He was shameless at this time, but Fang Xing said it was just a troublesome.

This is human life, Mr. Dad!

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

Fang Xing helped Jin Zhong up from the bed. When he saw him open his eyes, he smiled and said, "Fang has studied medicine. Although he has only read a few medical books, he feels that it is not worse than others. Can Lord Jin ask Fang to treat him with confidence?"

Jin Zhong looked tired and said with a forced smile: "I have lost 99% of my life, Xing and Bo are just shining."

Fang Xing smiled slightly: "The King of Hell probably thinks that the Lord has not yet finished his work, so Fang came."

To cure a disease, you must first give the patient confidence, and you will still know this.

After feeding a pill, Fang Xing put down Jin Zhong, and then said to Mrs. Jin Zhong who followed in, "There are some medicines here, you must keep them well, otherwise they will not be worthy if they are dissipated."

As he said that, Fang Xing took out a small porcelain bottle containing dozens of identical meatballs.

"Twice a day, feed Lord Jin one pill every time."

Jin Zhong's wife took the porcelain bottle and looked at Jin Zhong half-believingly.

Jin Zhong lay on the bed and nodded at his wife, then signaled her to go out first.

As for the imperial physician, he had already gone outside with tact.

What they know about treating noble people is the most afraid of is to hear things they shouldn't have heard, otherwise their lives will be difficult to save.

After everyone left, Jin Zhongcai said: "The news that came last night was that the Jiaozhi rebels had already broken into the Zhenman Mansion. His Majesty was furious. Someone suggested that the Duke of England go, but His Majesty..."

At this time, Jin Zhong's intentions were fully understood. He said gratefully: "Mr. Jin was so ashamed to be able to plan the country."

At this time, if Fang Xing volunteers to go to Jiaozhi, then he will stand on the commanding heights of morality and no one can pick on it.

What's wrong with me opening a college?

What's wrong with my Xingfang Study?

When Jiaozhi is eroding, you are talking big, but we are willing to take risks and go deep into the barrenness.

Once the two sides compare, the public opinion will immediately turn.

"Who is in charge?"

Fang Xing was worried that it would be Meng Ying.

Jin Zhong panted and said, "If the British Duke doesn't go, the remaining qualifications are almost the same, and no one can suppress anyone. In addition, the Duke of Qian is in Jiaozhi. If the candidate is not the right one, who will listen to?"

Fang Xing nodded.

Mu Sheng is already a defeated general. If reinforcements arrive at Jiaozhi and still have to obey his command, it will have a great impact on morale.

But there are only the generals of the Ming Dynasty. Only Zhang Fu can fight and suppress Mu Sheng.

When Jin Zhong saw Fang Xing pondering, he smiled and said, "The King of Han wants to go."

King of Han?

Fang Xing's eyes lit up, and he felt that this candidate was a good one.

Zhu Gaoxu has already expressed his position of no longer interfering, so Zhu Gaochi naturally would not object to letting his younger brother go out to relax.

Now the only obstacles are left are Baiguan and Zhu Di.

...

Since Zhu Gaoxu closed his door to study military books, he has already had a problem.

I heard that someone recommended me to go to Jiaozhi to quell the rebellion, but Zhu Gaoxu threw away the military book and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Father, son-in-law wants to go to Jiaozhi."

Zhu Gaoxu's eyes were breathing fire. He felt that those damn military books were useless at all, and it was the most enjoyable to take the sword into battle and kill them.

Zhu Di pondered, and at the same time, he glanced at Zhu Gaochi calmly.

Zhu Gaochi stood beside him and said, "Father, my son thought it was feasible."

The eunuch felt the strange atmosphere and then peeked at Zhu Di.

Zhu Di played with the paperweight and asked after a long time, "What should you do if you arrive at Jiaozhi?"

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned. He had never thought about this question, but he was worried that the opportunity would be fleeting, so he said anxiously: "Father, those rebellious people of Jiaozhi are just mobs. If you kill him, you will naturally obey..."

"Second brother..."

Zhu Gaochi frowned and interrupted Zhu Gaoxu's words, "Second brother, Jiaozhi people have not yet attached themselves to their hearts, so they should be more cautious."

Zhu Gaoxu glared and said, "Brother, why should I comfort you? Fang Xing said that if you are not a person of my race, your heart will be different."

Zhu Gaochi was so angry that his body trembled. He ignored Zhu Di's still on top and taught a lesson: "That's one time and another. Do you still need to prepare for killing after defeating the Jiaozhi people?"

"If you don't obey, kill!"

Zhu Gaoxu said angrily. In his opinion, those who are disobedient are enemies.

"Ahem!"

Just when Zhu Gaochi wanted to persuade him a few more words, Zhu Di coughed twice and said, "Let Zhanji say it."

Zhu Zhanji, who had been pretending to be transparent on the side, then bowed and spoke.

"Grandpa, father, second uncle."

"Jiaozhi recurred, and there were both rebellions and provocations and disagreements."

Zhu Gaoxu said dissatisfiedly: "Then what should you do? Don't imitate your father, you have been ruined by those corrupt scholars."

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

Zhu Zhanji bowed to Zhu Gaoxu and said, "Second uncle, killing can only shock for a moment, and what is left will only be the seeds of hatred. Once the time is right, these seeds will become towering trees, which is what the wise do not do!"

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