The Words of the Number One

Jiang Sanzhi often came to visit, not to visit Shen Baiwu who was seriously ill in bed, but to visit Ji Yu.

Every time he came, Ji Yu would call me over to wait on him, and I would serve them tea and water.

This situation is very satisfying, I hope Jiang Sanzhi will keep it up and don't come to befriend me again.

What Jiang Sanzhi and Ji Yu talked about were nothing more than asking him about the way to restore the country in a roundabout way. Ji Yu was equally famous for his strategies and debates. He was eagerly hoping that Ji Yu could help him plan a plan to help him restore the country in one fell swoop.

I saw Ji Yu carelessly going around in circles with him, what he said seemed to make sense but it was useless to think about it carefully, and deceived Jiang Sanzhi into a confusion, and I didn't dare to ask too deeply for fear of appearing to be myself. Not smart enough.

I have reason to believe that Ji Yu asked me to watch how he played Jiang Sanzhi.

"Sir, you should understand that I don't accept any official position in any country. You want me to be your prime minister to assist you, so please forgive me for not agreeing."

When Jiang Sanzhi came to the door for the third time, he asked to hire Ji Yu, but Ji Yu politely refused. He was not discouraged, and said, "It's fine that Mr. Ji Yu refuses to be my prime minister. He just wants to restore the country and raise an army. Money and food are really a big problem. I heard that Mr. Ji Yu is as rich as an enemy. I hope you can If you donate money to help me, if you can restore the country, I will give you the ten-year tax revenue of the two cities of Ju and He."

The two cities of Ju and He can be said to be the most prosperous towns other than the capital of Qi, but Jiang Sanzhi is very straightforward.

Ji Yu laughed. He said that now the territory of Qi State was owned by Song State, and he once advised Song State.

Speaking of this, Jiang Sanzhi's face is not very good-looking. He stood up against the case and said, "I have come to the door many times with great sincerity, is Mr. Ji Yu still going to stand by and watch?"

Ji Yu was not angry either, she also stood up and straightened her clothes to salute Jiang Sanzhi: "There must be a definite plan for the development of everything, son of Sanzhi, Ji can't do anything."

Jiang Sanzhi walked away with a dark face.

He always has a magical illusion that everyone in this world should follow his will. Ji Yu looked at his leaving back, turned her face and smiled and said to me: "When he came to Luoyi to accept the gift earlier, he looked down on me the most. Now he bowed his head to beg me and pretended for so long , it’s really hard for him.”

"I persuaded Song Changjun to let you King Qi change to another son. But now it seems that it is useless."

I shook my head and smiled helplessly.

Jiang Sanzhi hurt his face and would not harass Ji Yu again in a short time, but Ji Yu couldn't rest. Carrier pigeons landed in Ji Yu's Wen'er Garden in an endless stream, and the information collected from those secret production places was continuously passed to Ji Yu's hands. He sorted out the information all day long and lit a candle late at night.

Xia Wan told me that Ji Yu spent 70% of the time every year falling asleep at midnight, but during the day her face was still radiant, as if made of iron. On the other hand, Shen Baiwu spends 70% of his time in illness every year, and he is critically ill every three to five times. The two of them both narrowly escaped from the Yan State poisoning incident. This kind of contrast is too huge.

"That's why King Zhao hates me very much. He always feels that there is something wrong with it. I killed his elder brother." Ji Yu said calmly while transcribing the information under the candlelight.

According to Ji Yu, the reason King Zhao hates counselors and lobbyists is because he hates Ji Yu, so he hates Wu Jiwu and hates all lobbyists and counselors in the world. This is really a disaster for others, but the culprit does not want to resolve this disgust.

Ji Yu wrote the last stroke of the information, closed the booklet and handed it to me, and said with a smile, "So I called you here to give you the most important thing. King Zhao is young and vigorous, as long as he sees me Then I was furious, and I need you to lobby King Zhao for me."

I was kneeling and sitting in front of his desk, I looked up at him in surprise when I heard this, he looked very serious.

"This matter is related to your careful layout in the past six months. Do you rest assured to leave it to me?"

Ji Yu turned around and stood up, took out a few books from the bookshelf behind her, and stacked them on top of the information booklet: "Of course I want to teach you, the history of Zhao in the past thirty years, the life of King Zhao, the history of Wu Guoguo, fan You must read Yu Guoshi and this information thoroughly. During this time, I will practice the countermeasures with you, and you need the most perfect preparations."

I flipped through those thick books, and everything that happened in the past six months flashed through my mind quickly.

The state banquet, Xiang's mansion looking for traitors, Mu Yun setting up a trap...so that's how it is.

He had a clear purpose from the very beginning when he went to Song State to find me at the wedding banquet. He knew that he needed to find someone to lobby Zhao Wang for him. This person needed to be comparable to him and completely under his control. He selected me, and the big and small incidents along the way are like assessments, and now I have passed his assessment and can handle this matter.

When Ji Yu turned around again, I stood up and looked into his eyes through the desk, and I asked, "If I accomplish this, will you set me free?"

Ji Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly approached me and smiled slightly.

"No, I will kill you."

I don't know what expression I showed, but Ji Yu burst out laughing in the next second, and even coughed while smiling, he coughed and said, "You, I never believe every time I say good things, I Once you say something cruel, you believe it...It's really sad..."

Because of the cough, his eyes were full of water, as if he was really sad.

Because of the vague sadness, I actually felt a little flustered.

With the help of the flickering candlelight, Ji Yu's arm exposed to the sleeve showed unusual red spots, I was startled and grabbed his arm and pulled him over. Ji Yu didn't know, so he was still coughing, as if he couldn't stop.

After pulling up the sleeves, the red spots on his fair skin spread all the way to his shoulders, which was even more shocking. Ji Yu was also taken aback when she saw it, then her expression darkened and she asked Xia Wan to call Bi Lu, who is the best doctor among us at a young age.

"Aren't you immune to all poisons?" I asked him.

Ji Yu put down her sleeves while coughing, and her face was not very good-looking: "Any poison does not invade, but it does not mean that you will not get sick."

Bi Lu hurried over to see Ji Yu, only to be diagnosed with rubella again. Xia Wan said that Ji Yu was most afraid of spring since she was a child. Once the flowers bloomed in spring, nine out of ten he would have a cough and rubella. It has improved a little over the years, but it has not stopped, so Ji Yu usually does not go out in spring.

No wonder the entire Chengguang Lord's mansion is only covered by green trees in Wen'er Garden, without a single flower. Ji Yu often comes to live in Shen Baiwu's mansion, this Wen'er Garden is almost built especially for him.

After Bi Lu went to see Ji Yu, the imperial physician in the mansion also got the news and came to Wen Er Yuan to check Ji Yu's pulse. Seeing that there were more people in Wen Eryuan, I left first. I didn't want to take Ji Yu's stack of books with me, but said that I would come to him to study with him tomorrow morning.

When I returned to the room, Zikou was practicing the flute. When she saw me coming, she pulled me and returned the pink jacket I gave her. I was a little surprised, she obviously liked this dress very much.

Zi Kou said aggrievedly: "I like it very much, but the young master seemed a little unhappy when he saw that I wore it last time. Let me return this dress to you, and he will make me a new one."

I took the clothes with a smile and put them on the bottom of the box.

Zikou followed me again and asked me if Bilu had left in a hurry just now, is the young master sick? After getting an affirmative answer from me, she let out a long sigh, and said, "During this time, my son's temper will become very bad again, so you must be careful. Sister Xia Wan and Sister Bilu are going to worry again. "

While washing and washing, I asked, "What are they worried about?"

"Young Master refuses to take medicine. You hate taking medicine the most. It's okay to say that you are afraid of suffering, but no matter how much your sisters persuade you, you will not drink a drop of medicine. You have to bear it all by yourself. You will always be sick for a long time. Zi Kou wiped her flute, pointed to the next room with a wrinkled face, "Last time, Young Master was ill, and Sister Changle persuaded him to drink medicine, but was kicked out by Young Master, and she was not allowed to be near Young Master for a month, Sister Changle I'm all dumbfounded."

It seems that when Ji Yu was sick, it was not because of her bad temper, but because of her true nature.

Even though Ji Yu was sick, he didn't want to rest. Every morning, he asked me to go to his study to study books, and in the afternoon, he would ask questions. Ji Yu's information and materials are astoundingly thorough, and every time I read a part of the question, I can't help but wonder if he has experienced such meticulous preparation before each lobbying.

He is already an extremely intelligent genius, and he has to work so hard to live up to the name of the number one lobbyist.

I admire him from the bottom of my heart.

At the same time, Ji Yu's illness gradually worsened visibly to the naked eye. At first, she only had an occasional cough, and erythema appeared on her arms. After a few days, she started to have a fever and her voice was completely hoarse. To stop and take it easy.

Even so, he refused to take a sip of medicine.

On the fourth day of Ji Yu's illness, I went to the door of his room and met Xia Wan coming out. I saw her holding a food plate and asked her, "Did you drink your medicine?"

"It's on his table... Most likely he doesn't know how to drink it, and I don't dare to persuade him. The young master may be tired of eating too much in Yan country before, but how can he get better if he doesn't take medicine?" Xia Wan sighed.

She described what happened in Yan State with a relaxed tone, as if she didn't know what Ji Yu had suffered in those two years.

"When he was poisoned in Yan Country, you were by his side to take care of him, right?" I asked.

Xia Wan shook her head.

"At that time, Dr. Pei said that the situation was dangerous, and he was only willing to let the doctor take care of them. We servants who have never studied medicine can't even see them."

I was a little surprised that Xia Wan still called Pei Mu "Doctor Pei" without knowing anything. She served Ji Yu since she was a child, and Ji Yu trusted her very much, but even so he did not tell her the truth. For so many years, probably no one around him knew the truth of what happened in Yan country.

Why is it so, there are so many people who obviously love him, and he won't let anyone share it for him.

When I walked into Ji Yu's room, he was reading a book. He was wearing a light purple dark coat, with his hair partly loose, and he looked lazy. Sunlight fell on his desk and wrist through the paper on the door, and the red spots on his wrist were particularly obvious. There is a bowl of medicine on his desk, it should be the bowl that Xia Wan just put down. The small tandoor next to it was burning red on the coals. He looked up at me and pointed to the tandoor to indicate that it was my antidote, without saying a word.

The medicine that has been heated by the fire is very hot, I poured a bowl of medicine and put it on the wooden table to dry, waiting for it to cool down. I took the book prepared by Ji Yu from the case, today's content is Wu Guoguo Zhi.

In such a quiet atmosphere, there was only the rustling sound of pages turning. Ji Yu seemed a little dizzy, put down the book, closed her eyes and rubbed her temples with her hands. I looked up from the top edge of the book, and the red spots had spread to the skin of his neckline. Normally, he would never be so tired when he read quickly.

I sighed and closed the book, ready to bear his wrath.

"Take your medicine, Ji Yu, you can't do this."

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Yes, Ji Yu is severely allergic to pollen.

Poor boy.

Responding to everyone's urging to add more~Everyone stay healthy at home, I have a little cough recently, I am so scared...