The Favoured Medical Princess: 866 flower throwing

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Some people are waiting to throw flowers, while others are waiting to watch the show. The area near the city gate is becoming more and more lively day by day.

These things spread a lot in Luoyue City. No one cared about which ones were true or false. It was just more gossip after dinner.

For Guan Yubai, he doesn't care about these trivial things.

After two years of trial implementation in Kailian City, Fuzhong City, Yanding City, Yongjia City and Dengli City, the new military service system proposed by him and Xiao Yi has been officially implemented in other cities since the beginning of the year. In the past two months, apart from giving lessons to Xiao Yu, Guan Yubai has been busy with the military system and has been enjoying himself.

Whenever he has free time, he will take Xiao Yu out with him, go to the charity hall, watch the farmers working their fields, and the workers dredging and building dams...

In the early morning of this day, Guan Yubai took Xiao Yu with him to Anxingzhuang, six miles outside the city.

Anxingzhuang is a village used to settle veterans.

For those veterans who were injured, disabled and homeless on the battlefield, Xiao Yi specially allocated money to build Zhuangzi and fields in several places on the outskirts of Luoyue City so that they could live and work in peace and contentment.

Among them, Anxingzhuang is the closest to Luoyue City, and it only takes about one stick of incense to ride a horse from the city gate.

Guan Yubai did not notify Zhuangzi in advance. When Zhuangzi's steward learned that the generalissimo and grandson were coming, he was almost dumbfounded and ran to Zhuangzi as fast as possible to greet them.

But Zhuangzi's mouth was empty, and someone immediately told him that the marshal and Shisun took the doctor to Bao Laoliu's house first.

Ma Guanshi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he went to Bao Laoliu's house out of breath. Things are not going well for Bao Laoliu's family. If the nobleman is shocked, he can't afford it!

The more Ma Guanshi thought about it, the more anxious he became. He was sweating profusely and out of breath when he ran. Finally he saw Bao Laoliu's house. There were already many people watching the excitement around the door, three floors inside and three outside. .

"Give in...give in quickly."

While Ma Guanshi was talking and pushing forward, he heard a childish voice in the room asking with concern: "Uncle, are you still in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Another rough male voice said flattered. After a pause, he added sincerely, "It hurts when it's windy and rainy. This pain is gone." I know it's going to rain."

At this time, Manager Ma finally reached the front of the crowd and stood blankly outside the threshold looking inside.

I saw a two or three-year-old boy wearing blue clothes sitting behind an Eight Immortals table in the hall. The boy wrinkled his pitiful face and said distressedly: "Father, it always rains in spring... "Isn't that uncle always in pain?

The boy's beautiful little face showed distress, but no fear.

Ma Guanshi was dumbfounded, and his eyes slowly moved to Bao Laoliu, who was sitting cautiously aside.

Bao Laoliu is an honest man in his thirties. Five years ago, he lost an arm on the battlefield with Baiyue and his face was also disfigured. A raised flesh scar cut across his right eye and the bridge of his nose. Fully three inches long, the enemy's sword not only caused him to lose his right eye, but his appearance became ferocious and terrifying. Not to mention children, even many adults were afraid of him when they saw it.

The little grandson is only over two years old. Manager Ma was worried about frightening the little grandson, but now he is finally relieved.

That’s right, this is their grandson. The Zhennan Palace is a place where the world was killed on the battlefield. Their descendants are naturally different from ordinary children. Manager Ma straightened his back proudly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.

Guan Yubai, who was sitting next to Xiao Yu, gently rubbed the top of the little guy's soft hair, and then ordered the military doctor on standby to check Bao Laoliu's pulse.

Taking advantage of this gap, Manager Ma quickly lifted his robe, crossed the threshold, and walked in.

"I have met my grandson, Marshal!" Manager Ma bowed respectfully to Guan Yubai and Xiao Yu, "The younger one is the steward of Anxing Village."

"No need to be formal." Guan Yubai smiled easily, "Shisun and I are just here to visit the veterans here."

Guan Yubai usually has a gentle temperament, but there is a hint of alienation, but as long as he is willing, he can make people feel convincing and feel like a spring breeze.

"Yes, Marshal." Manager Ma responded hurriedly, and his stiff body relaxed a little.

If the people in southern Xinjiang only heard the names of Guan Jiajun and Guan Yubai in the past, then since Guan Yubai was officially named the military marshal of southern Xinjiang, Guan Yubai’s life story can be seen in southern Xinjiang. It is said that everyone knows it, and it has been the favorite story of the storytellers in the tea house in the past two months.

The marshal was born as a general, loyal and courageous, and defended his family and country. He was always thinking about these veterans who retired from the battlefield, and so was their prince. There is a saying that "heroes cherish each other heart to heart." It's no wonder that the marshal left the pedantic Dayu and joined them in southern Xinjiang!

While thinking, Manager Ma looked at Guan Yubai and Xiao Xiao Yu with brighter eyes and more attentive expressions, which made Xiao Si's body get goosebumps.

Soon, the middle-aged military doctor also checked Bao Laoliu's pulse and said that he could prescribe two prescriptions for Bao Laoliu, one for drinking and one for brewing, which can be used in rainy weather. Relieve the pain of broken arm.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu seemed to be relieved, and then looked at the other party with some sympathy, stretched out a small meat paw and patted Bao Laoliu's hand gently and said: "Uncle, you have to drink well. Medicine!"

The words spoken like a little adult made Bao Laoliu, a rough guy, almost burst into tears on the spot, he was so moved that he was completely moved.

After sitting for about two cups of tea at the Bao family, Guan Yubai and Xiao Yu left, led by Manager Ma. They continued to other houses in the village, and continued to chat with the veterans and family members about daily life. Talk about some past events on the battlefield...

Little Xiao Yu seemed to be listening to the story, and he was entranced. He seemed not to notice the "difference" of these people at all. And he really didn't feel scared. Chuxiao's father was missing an arm, and Chuxiao's grandfather was missing a leg, but other than that, they were the same as everyone else.

Throughout the morning, they visited one house after another, and time flew by in a blink of an eye. After lunch, Ma Guanshi took Guan Yubai and Xiao Yu around the village, looking at the kitchens in the village, the fields cultivated by the tenant farmers and veterans, and the clear fish ponds...

Seeing this, Xiao Yu couldn't bear to leave. He squatted by the pond and watched the fish swimming under the water. Guan Yubai simply explained to him the types of fish. With each word I spoke, I lost track of time.

Until there was a noise from behind, Guan Yubai followed the sound and saw four or five people seeming to be pushing each other in front of a house about a hundred feet away. One of them was wearing a green straight jacket. The young scholar wanted to get into a carriage, but others were trying to persuade him to stop him.

Manager Ma's expression changed slightly and he blurted out: "Mr. Hui..."

To be called "Sir" must be a person who is talented and knowledgeable in a certain field. Guan Yubai raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who is Mr. Hui?"

Ma Guanshi replied respectfully: "Mr. Hui is the teacher of the private school in front of me..." He is also the only private school teacher within five miles of Zhuangzi.

"Brother Yu, can we go over and take a look?" Guan Yubai lowered his head and asked Xiao Yu.

The little guy's curiosity was also aroused, and he responded abruptly, holding Guan Yubai's big hand in one hand, and walked forward.

"Everyone, please get out of the way. I have made up my mind." Mr. Hui, who was wearing a straight blue shirt, angrily tried to shake off an old man.

The old man begged hard: "Mr. Hui, please think about it carefully! You have been teaching in this private school for seven years. Where can we find another teacher at this time?"

"Yes, Mr. Hui, please think about it again." Several farmers nearby also tried to persuade them.

"Stop talking, I want to go back to my hometown in the south of the Yangtze River!" Mr. Hui frowned and said, "The Zhennan Palace is full of rebellious ministers and traitors! I will not associate with the rebellious ministers and traitors! Do you still want to force me? If you can’t kidnap me and keep me here, is there any royal method?! It’s really a barbaric land!”

Several people looked at each other anxiously and retreated.

At this time, a clear childish voice asked curiously: "Father, what is a traitor and a traitor?"

Immediately afterwards, another gentle and clear male voice spoke: "Rebellious ministers and traitors are those who do not abide by the rules of kings and ministers, and the rules of father and son."

This question and answer couldn't help but attract the attention of Mr. Hui and several others. They all followed the sound and saw a young and gentle man walking towards this side leading a boy with red lips and white teeth.

The expression of Ma Guanshi, who was following the two men, was extremely stiff. He regretted not sending Mr. Hui away earlier. The local board in southern Xinjiang kept saying that Zhennan Prince's Mansion was a traitor and traitor? ! And he said it in front of the marshal and his grandson! This kind of elm-brained brain has ruined the education of children!

Little Xiao Yu looked up at Guan Yubai, tilted his head and asked again: "Father, what is the way of a monarch and his ministers?"

Guan Yu Bai Hanxiao explained: ""Mencius" said: The way of a ruler and his ministers is to repay kindness and righteousness. If the ruler regards his ministers as his hands and feet, then his ministers will regard him as his heart and soul; if the king regards his ministers as dogs and horses, then his ministers will regard him as their king. Just like the people of the country: if the king treats his ministers like dirt, then his ministers will regard him as a bandit."

The way of a king and his ministers is not "if the king wants his ministers to die, they must die"!

While speaking, Guan Yubai had already looked at Mr. Hui with a calm expression. However, he didn't know whether the meaningful tone was addressed to Xiao Yu or Mr. Hui.

"Well said!" Manager Ma couldn't help but praise him. Do they need them in Southern Xinjiang to wash their necks and wait for Emperor Dayu to put the butcher's knife on their necks? !

Little Xiao Yu seemed to understand, but he applauded his adoptive father desperately. Dad said it, and his adoptive father was right!

Mr. Na Hui's face turned red, and he pointed at Guan Yubai with a trembling finger. It took him a long time to hold back the sentence: "Sophistry!"

Guan Yubai had no interest in arguing with this nerd who was waiting to study. He turned to Mr. Ma and said, "Send him away."

"Yes, Marshal." Manager Ma responded with clasped fists.

Before he finished speaking, Guan Yubai had already floated away with Xiao Yu, leaving the people behind with shocked eyes and disbelieving voices: "Is this the marshal?!"

Guan Yubai, the only marshal in southern Xinjiang? !

Then this child is...

Those speculative words could not reach the ears of Guan Yubai and Xiao Yu. After that, Guan Yubai took Xiao Yu on the way back to Luoyue City.

The golden sunshine and the regular bumps awakened Xiao Yu's sleepiness. His eyelids had begun to feel heavy, and he yawned lazily in his adoptive father's arms.

Not a moment later, they entered the city through the north gate of Luoyue City, and then slowed down their horses.

Guan Yubai looked down at the little guy in his arms and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, we are almost home."

At this moment, there was sudden movement on the second floor of the Feng Yun Teahouse on their left. Behind several half-open windows, colorful flowers sprinkled down from the seats on the second floor, forming a field of flowers. The official words of Yuchao fell in vain and spread one after another...

It immediately attracted many passersby to stop, and it also attracted the little guy. He instantly became energetic again and shouted: "Huahua!"

Even if the passers-by didn’t know Guan Yubai’s identity, they all guessed it when they saw the rain of flowers, and started talking in a flurry of words:

"It's the marshal!"

"Which girl is this throwing flowers at the marshal?"

"I think the marshal can't escape this time."

"..."

Amidst the commotion, Xiaosi had a straight face, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he rushed out a whip from his waist, and swung it out like a snake, the whip brought a whipping wind , blew the flowers away, and finally fell in confusion around Guan Yubai...

And Guan Yubai’s moon-white robe still has no flowers on it!

For a moment, the whole street seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then it became noisy again. Many people cast their unfinished glances.

But Xiaosi's face was as dark as water, and his cold eyes were like sharp arrows shooting towards the second floor of Fengyun Tea House. His eyes seemed to say, is this still over? !

Suddenly, Xiaosi seemed to feel something, and his eyes moved down again, looking forward.

The next moment, I heard a joking male voice coming from the front: "In ancient times, there were fruits to fill the carts, but now there are flowers to fill the streets. It's really a beautiful story!"

A few feet away, a handsome young man in purple clothes was riding on a tall black cloud riding on the snow, laughing heartily.

"Daddy!"

As soon as Xiao Yu saw Xiao Yi, he opened his arms to him excitedly, and Xiao Yi had no choice but to take over his son.

Seeing his son nuzzling himself like a cat, Xiao Yi was a little funny and said casually: "Bad boy, did your adoptive father take you to play?"

"Yes." Xiaotuanzi nodded vigorously. He thought of something. He took out a purse from his arms, showed off a piece of Wosi candy he got from Anxingzhuang, and said generously, "Give it to daddy." !"

He looked at Xiao Yi with his big eyes, as if to say, Daddy, how good I am to you!

Xiao Yu’s flattery was quite good. Xiao Yi was so happy that he said, “Let’s go! Daddy will take you to buy something delicious!”

While talking, seven or eight young gentlemen and girls walked out of the Feng Yun Tea House and walked towards Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai. There were also a few familiar figures among them, Mr. Hua San and Liu Wu. Young Master, Miss Hua, Chang Huanwei... Lian Qu Jiayue is also among them.

The young masters and girls walked up to the horse and bowed to them first. Then the third young master Hua was a little embarrassed and said to Guan Yubai, "Marshal, we were just joking with you. Your Excellency has a lot of money. Don’t get angry with us.”

The implication is that they dropped the flowers just now!

"What's the joke? I think you are making a bet, right?" Xiao Yi casually glanced at Young Master Liu who was hiding behind and laughing sullenly.

The Fifth Young Master Liu suddenly became the center of everyone's attention. He touched his nose and complimented with a smile on his face: "Hehe, you are the eldest brother who knows me."

Qu Jiayue took a step forward and explained skillfully: "A few of us happened to be here to drink tea. I accidentally heard that many people were throwing flowers at the marshal recently, so I bought a few baskets on a whim. Flowers, I didn’t expect that Marshal you happened to be passing by just now, so Mr. Liu suggested a bet to see who could throw the flowers to the Marshal..."

Master Liu Wu coughed awkwardly. He just said it casually. Unexpectedly, everyone agreed.

But...

The Fifth Young Master Liu looked at Xiaosi on the black horse with burning eyes, and said with emotion: "Marshal, your guard's skills are really amazing! With him, I can protect you." Don't get involved!" Maybe he can start a gambling game with his brothers, and he will be the banker!

As soon as he said this, everyone else's lips twitched speechlessly. This sentence was used to describe a romantic young man. Is it appropriate to apply it to Guan Yubai? !

Xiaosi's eyes became even colder, and he almost took out a flying knife.

Even Xiao Yi shook his head and said angrily: "Go home and study more, what can you say!"

"Brother, Marshal, don't be as knowledgeable as me." Young Master Liu touched his nose dejectedly and took half a step back.

Qu Jiayue always maintained a gentle smile on her lips, and said: "Your Majesty, Marshal, we were just playing chess and painting in the teahouse. I heard that Marshal is very accomplished in calligraphy, painting and chess. Can you give me some advice? ?"

Hearing this, Miss Hua’s eyes lit up with anticipation.