Datang broom star

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The so-called eternal sleep means peace and tranquility, but now...

Li Zhi turned his eyes.

No knife.

No, the guards have knives.

Li Zhi rushed over and drew out the guard's knife.

"His Majesty!"

Wu Mei got up and persuaded: "Why don't you ask for clarification before killing?"

The official seemed to be pardoned, "Your Majesty, the head minister brought it here."

Wang Zhongliang went out to identify it himself.

Just outside the hall, the wooden box was opened, and an inexplicable smell made Wang Zhongliang retch.

"Yes...it is the head of Suhamei!"

"Sleeping sleep?"

Li Zhi came out with a knife in his hand, examined it carefully, and then laughed.

"Good to die!"

Wu Mei stood inside the door, covering her nose with her hand, "Your Majesty, this seems to be a homage to the late emperor."

Li Zhi turned around, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "The money was all given to the Nursing Home, and the head was enshrined in Zhaoling. That man... is loyal!"

"Your Majesty, those dignitaries are making noise, saying that the money belongs to them."

Wu Mei said coldly: "What's theirs? Did they call it right? Or did they mark it?"

……

"so tired!"

Jia Ping'an was lying in the yard, his back hurting all over his body.

The consequences of the Jia family's lack of resources were obvious, and he took the lead in transferring the money and fell down from exhaustion.

Su Ho was killing chickens for him, kneeling behind his waist and crushing him with a wooden stick.

"Hey hey... cool."

Wei Wushuang took a look, frowned and said, "It shouldn't be like this."

Su Ho turned back, "Then you have a try."

Just try it.

"you come down!"

Soho down.

Wei Wushuang went up, sat on Jia Ping'an's buttocks, grabbed his arms and pulled them backwards.

"Ow!"

Half an hour later, Li Ji came.

"You mean a broken bone?"

Wei Wushuang and Su Ho looked ashamed.

The horse killed the chicken and broke the husband's bones, let's talk about it... the women of Jia's family are ashamed to face others.

Jia Pingan committed his own crimes, forced a smile and said, "It should not be broken."

Li Ji has superb medical skills and rich experience in the battlefield.

Jia Ping lay on the couch, Li Ji sat beside him, and said while checking, "I have seen countless broken bones, and some bones have penetrated the body..."

Su Ho said in admiration, "Can such a wounded Duke of England be saved?"

"It can't be saved!"

Li Ji checked it again, "No problem, just a twisted tendon."

He took out a bottle of medicinal wine, opened it, sniffed it, and said with satisfaction: "Last time you said to use alcohol to make medicinal wine, this old man tried it out, come on, rub it on."

some rubbing...

Jia Pingan felt much more comfortable.

The British Duke personally took the initiative to rub medicinal wine on him, and this must be appreciated.

"The old man stays with the medicinal wine. If he gets better tomorrow, he will wipe it off by himself."

Li Ji got up and declined the invitation to eat.

Lao Li is getting old, and his grandson and Jia Pingan have a good relationship, so he doesn't avoid the inner courtyard.

When it was delivered to the door, Wei Wushuang suddenly asked, "Mr. Yingying, have you tried this medicine?"

Li Ji was taken aback and shook his head.

The two wives were worried. Jia Ping'an was in good spirits the next day, but they were sluggish.

"Lang Jun!"

An Jing came in and reported, "The housekeeper in the front yard said something happened."

Who will help me?

Jia Pingan looked at everyone.

"Aye, I'm coming!"

Doudou supported Jia Ping'an's leg and shouted, "Ah!"

Jia Pingan remained motionless.

Jia Yu thought she was too stupid, so he got a stick.

"Aye, stick your crutches."