After Jiang Mingyu entered the Wenhua Palace to study with him, he soon had a deeper understanding of the rules and situations in the palace.

In the first half of the month, Butler Zhang would accompany Jiang Mingyu to the palace to read with him; after half a month, Butler Zhang stopped accompanying him and let Jiang Mingyu go to the palace to read with him.

According to the Third Teacher's arrangement for the Prince's course, there are five hours of classes every day, starting from Chen time and ending at Shen time, with a half-hour break at noon; this class schedule lasts for five consecutive days of teaching, with a break on the sixth day, five cycles per month, exactly thirty

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Jiang Mingyu and the prince read together for two months. They had the same interests in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to family and country affairs. They hit it off and quickly formed a close friendship.

Jiang Mingyu never thought that there was someone in the world who was so compatible with him, and he was also a prince!

But there was one thing that puzzled him, that is, the prince never forgot his former attendant and often recalled him.

The former minister was "Murong Yunhai" who was the number one scholar in the 24th year of Xilong's reign, and the prince nicknamed him "Xiao Haizi".

When the prince was chatting with Jiang Mingyu, he often mentioned Xiao Haizi inadvertently, sometimes here and now there. When the prince recalled the past, it seemed as if this Xiao Haizi had never left the Wenhua Palace!

Murong Yunhai's ancestors came from outside the customs and were of foreign descent. The prince and he also fell in love with each other and talked about everything.

The prince said that when he learned that Murong Yunhai had finished serving as a servant and was required to be transferred to another place, he once cried all day long and could not eat!

The Third Division even suspended him from classes for a month and a half because of this. It was not until Jiang Mingyu showed up that the situation improved.

Only then did Jiang Mingyu understand why He Xiang had proposed to the emperor that he be the prince's attendant in the first place; he was worried that the prince would be lonely in class alone and wanted to find someone to accompany him.

The courses at Wenhua Hall are not all literary classes, there are also martial arts classes.

Martial arts instructor "Dugu Qiubai", also known as "Wu Ming", is the infantry commander of the Zuohudu Guards. He is also a descendant of the famous swordsman "Dugu family"; he is not only good at swordsmanship, but also has sword, spear, stick and bow skills

He is very good at all kinds of martial arts and is proficient in them all!

It was not the first day that Jiang Mingyu and the prince attended Dugu Qiubai's martial arts class. In the first two months, they had already learned several sets of swordsmanship and knife skills, and today they switched to spear skills.

The prince has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has a good foundation in kung fu, but Jiang Mingyu is different. He is really a scholar and has no power to tie a chicken!

In the literature class, Jiang Mingyu is better than the prince, but in the martial arts class, he is far behind the prince!

Today, when Dugu Qiubei is in class, he will simply perform the first of the eight spear-control techniques, stabbing the horse three times in a row with his spear.

After the two of them practiced spar several times, Dugu Qiubai saw that this entry-level marksmanship was very simple, so he asked them to try sparring as usual!

The prince was in high spirits, but Jiang Mingyu's face was as pale as a straw tree, and he could not speak of distress.

So the two of them started sparring without protective gear, holding long sticks without spear heads.

The prince was seen furiously charging at Jiang Mingyu with his stick. Jiang Mingyu blocked him with his long stick, and there was a loud "thud" sound. The two hit each other with their long sticks, splattering sawdust. The prince touched his left foot and turned around.

, the stick struck Jiang Mingyu from the side.

Jiang Mingyu hurriedly parried, but the prince's stick was struck quickly and accurately, with such force that Jiang Mingyu's wrist bones felt numb and he almost lost his grip with the long stick.

Jiang Mingyu's expression changed, and he knew that the stick was coming with a fierce force, and he would be unable to stop it.

At this critical moment, Jiang Mingyu stepped forward without thinking, intending to catch the stick with his body.

But the prince's stick skills were so good that this stick turned out to be a false move. It suddenly changed its path and came out from Jiang Mingyu's right side, piercing Jiang Mingyu's right chest!

"Pah!" The long stick hit Jiang Mingyu hard on the right chest, making a muffled sound.

Jiang Mingyu only felt a heartbreaking pain in his chest. Jiang Mingyu wailed and was knocked to the ground on the spot. He could not get up for a long time!

When the prince saw this, he was so frightened that he threw away his long stick and ran to Jiang Mingyu to check the injury.

But Dugu Qiubai, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, walked slowly over and said very casually: "Let me see if there are any injured ribs first..." After saying that, he immediately squatted down and began to check Jiang Mingyu's injuries.

"Do you want to be declared an imperial doctor?" the prince asked nervously.

"No need...the ribs are not broken, but there may be internal injuries."

After Dugu Qiubai checked the injury, he said calmly: "This kind of bruises and bruises are very common in the army." After saying that, he called for medicinal wine and cotton cloth.

As the saying goes, practicing martial arts is three parts of medicine. I only saw Duguzhou bandaging Jiang Mingyu's injuries in a few seconds, and then ordered people to carry Jiang Mingyu home to recuperate.

Jiang Mingyu's class today ended early despite being injured.

Early the next morning, Jiang Mingyu was injured at home, lying on the bed with his upper body naked. His wife Tang Yuqi was sitting beside the bed, holding a cotton cloth wrapped in herbal mud, ready to help him change his dressing.

Suddenly, the housekeeper Lao Xie rushed to report and said: "Master, your Majesty... His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived..."

Jiang Mingyu, who was injured in bed, ignored the severe pain in his chest and was so frightened that he immediately sat up and told Yuqi to quickly prepare clothes for him so that he could go to meet him.

"His Royal Highness...where is he now?" Jiang Mingyu endured the pain and asked.

Lao Xie: "The old man and his wife saw the prince arriving and did not dare to neglect them. They had already welcomed them to the front yard to sit down for a while."

"Them?" Jiang Mingyu said with a confused look.

Lao Xie: "It's the crown prince's honor guard, let alone... there should be about a hundred people!"

Jiang Mingyu: "Hurry... help me up quickly, I have to change my clothes quickly!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother had already led the prince to the door of Jiang Mingyu's room without even saying hello.

Just walked in!

The Jiang family from Dongzhou, Nanping, have a simple family tradition and are hospitable. Whenever dignitaries come, they will directly welcome them into their home, watch them have tea, sit down and entertain them.

In the past, in my hometown in Dongzhou, the highest-ranking official was the county magistrate, but this time it was the prince who came back. The Jiang family had never received guests of this level before, and they were confused for a while.

As soon as Father Jiang heard that the prince was here to visit Jiang Mingyu, without thinking much, he directly welcomed him into the courtyard and entered the room!

After the prince entered the house, he saw a disheveled Jiang Mingyu looking at him in horror!

He didn't care about his injuries, gritted his teeth, and quickly knelt down and bowed!

"'Xingqiu' is injured, so he won't be spared this gift!" The prince took a quick step and grabbed Jiang Mingyu's knees before they hit the ground, holding him up.

Jiang Mingyu didn't care that he was half-naked, and quickly apologized: "I have missed my welcome, and I hope the prince will forgive me..." While speaking, he did not forget to wink at Yuqi, asking her to quickly give it to the prince, Father Jiang.

Jiang's mother watched.

"There is no need to accuse me... I am here just to bring the imperial physician to see you." After the prince finished speaking, he immediately turned around and called the imperial physician into the room. Then he continued: "Don't worry about your clothes.

If you put it on, you might have to take it off again later..."

The imperial doctor "Li Xuanren" has known the prince well for many years.

It happened that he was on his shift, and he was caught by the prince right after he handed over his shift, so he left the palace with the prince and came to Jiang Mansion.

Li Xuanren carried the medicine box into the room. After sitting down, he began to look, smell, ask, feel, and feel the pulse very familiarly.

First, he looked at Jiang Mingyu's face carefully, then stretched out his right hand, touched Jiang Mingyu's pulse gate, and pressed gently.

Li Xuanren frowned slightly and counted Jiang Mingyu's pulse intently. After a long time, he let go of Jiang Mingyu's hand.

Li Xuanren looked solemn, as if he had judged Jiang Mingyu's condition by feeling his pulse.

Li Xuanren asked Jiang Mingyu to lie on his back again, exposing his right breast. He saw that Jiang Mingyu's right breast was swollen, red, and very hot. Jiang Mingyu's face showed pain when pressed lightly. Li Xuanren looked at Jiang Mingyu's injuries.

, frowning, the internal injuries were so severe that no one could bear it.

Li Xuanren moistened the silver needle with the index finger of his right hand, and quickly inserted a few needles around the Dapo point on Jiang Mingyu's right chest, and then quickly inserted needles at the Tanzhong point, Zusanli and other acupoints on the right chest.

The silver needle penetrated under the skin, and Li Xuanren's fingers pulled and played with the needle handle, as if he was manipulating a string puppet.

After a while, Jiang Mingyu felt the pain in his right chest gradually disappear, replaced by a numbing feeling, as if an electric current was flowing through his body.

He was finally able to open his eyes, breathe slowly, and his complexion became slightly moister.

Jiang Mingyu was so impressed that Li Xuanren's acupuncture skills seemed magical.

Li Xuanren smiled modestly and said that this was the unique skill of acupuncture and silver needles that he had learned over the years. Although the effect was very fast, he did not help others easily.

He asked Jiang Mingyu to stay in bed for a week to recuperate. During this period, he should not overwork himself to avoid affecting the recovery of the injury.

Jiang's father saw the imperial doctor Li Xuanren, who was as skilled as a god, and he boldly made a request. He knelt down and begged the imperial doctor to help Jiang's mother with acupuncture!

She also said that she has been suffering from headaches and frequent diarrhea recently, but she didn’t know why.

"Don't bother with the imperial doctor. I asked the doctor to take a look at it... It's just acclimatization, but it's not a serious problem."

Jiang Mingyu had a troubled expression on his face and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Don't make trouble! Once it comes, let's make peace with it."

After the prince finished speaking, he immediately instructed Li Xuanren to help Jiang's mother to see her and take her pulse.

"There's nothing serious about Mrs. Tai. She's just a little acclimatized."

After Li Xuanren read the medicine prescribed to Jiang Mu by a local doctor, he added: "There is nothing wrong with the medicine, but it must be taken continuously for a month before it can take effect."

Later, Li Xuanren helped Jiang's mother perform acupuncture. After one session of treatment, Jiang's mother's headache was immediately relieved!

Seeing Li Xuanren's acupuncture skills, Yuqi also stepped forward and wanted to ask him to give her an acupuncture to relieve the pain of menstruation.

Jiang Mingyu had a troubled look on his face and repeatedly apologized to the prince, saying that his family came from the countryside and didn't understand the rules, and hoped that the prince would forgive him.

The prince waved his hand, smiled and said, "Your family is really just like you!"

Jiang Mingyu: "Your Highness...how do you say this?"

Prince: "Have you forgotten...how you dealt with your father in the court?"

Jiang Mingyu suddenly realized that he had been so abrupt before!

After Li Xuanren finished examining Yuqi, he went on to help Jiang's father examine old rheumatic diseases. It was almost noon when all the diagnoses were completed.

In order to thank the prince and Li Xuanren, Jiang's mother insisted on keeping them at home for lunch. Seeing that it was difficult to refuse the hospitality, the prince agreed to have lunch before leaving.

On the other hand, the prince also wanted to stay at Jiang Mingyu's house for a longer period of time; it was rare that he and Jiang Mingyu would not meet in class, so they could chat about some household matters.

But Lao Xie was worried about how to prepare lunch for the more than a hundred people behind the prince! After all, the cook at home did not have the ability to handle so many people, and besides, the family did not stock that many ingredients.

Fortunately, Butler Zhang appeared at this moment and gave some timely advice.

He said: "Hurry up and take people to the corner of the street to buy cooking cakes. I know the proprietress of the cooking cake shop very well. It may be too late if you tell me your name and buy out the goods directly before it opens soon!"

Lao Xie: "Jiekou Cooking Cake...are you referring to Boss Wu's place?" While speaking, he kept touching his sleeves.
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