Chapter 409 It is your honor for this king to let you apply medicine
Song Fujin stood in the backlight, his flying hair drawing a graceful arc of light in mid-air, and his eyes dazzling in the sunlight.
King Liang stared blankly, remembering the scene when he first met Ji Changan.
That time he also lost a fight with the prince and sat in the palace garden crying. Ji Changan also stood at this angle and stretched out his hand to him.
From then on, King Liang found that he had no interest in women. He favored various men, but all of them were somewhat similar to Ji Changan.
But his love for Ji Changan was still buried deep in his heart.
Song Fuxin saluted King Liang: "Your Highness, King Liang, are you okay?"
King Liang stretched out his hand towards Song Fuxin.
Song Fuxin hesitated for a moment, then took Prince Liang's hand and pulled him up from the ground.
King Liang looked at Song Fuxin.
He actually admired this child very much. He had good talent and academic skills, but he was a bit petty. If he could be trained a little, he would become a great person.
It's just a pity that this child seems to be a little afraid of him. Except for the first few times of contact, he always seems to avoid him.
Song Fuxin felt a little uncomfortable being seen by King Liang, and quickly explained: "Your Highness, King Liang, I am not the same as them. I just happened to come to have a drink with my colleagues and needed to go to the toilet. I really didn't expect that it was Liang Wang.
Your Highness!"
King Liang didn't speak, he just twitched the corner of his mouth and touched his head.
It hurts so much, these bastards are really cruel.
"You don't want me to be so embarrassed and make people laugh, right?" Prince Liang looked at Song Fuxin.
Song Fuxin hesitated and said: "This is not far from the Hanlin Academy. There is a small courtyard in the Hanlin Academy for colleagues who are too late to go home. I have some clothes over there. If King Liang doesn't dislike it..."
"Let's go!" King Liang walked straight ahead.
After Song Fuxin said this, he regretted it. Didn't he promise his mother to stay away from this Liang Wang? Why...
In the small courtyard of the Hanlin Academy, Song Fuxin took a bottle of medicine and placed it in front of Prince Liang, "This is the medicine my mother made for bruises. I should keep it with me for emergencies on weekdays. If the prince doesn't mind...
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"Wipe it for me!" King Liang stretched his head.
Song Fujin hesitated for a moment.
King Liang glared at him: "What? I can't help you?"
Song Fuxin had no choice but to stretch out his finger, take some medicine, and apply it on Prince Liang's forehead.
"Hey..." Prince Liang bared his teeth, gasped in pain, and couldn't help cursing, "These little bastards, when I find them, I will skin them one by one!"
Before King Liang could finish his words, he was trembling with pain again. His appearance made Song Fuxin couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.
King Liang raised his eyes, looked at Song Fuxin's snickering look and said, "How dare you laugh at me? As a punishment, you have to come and apply medicine to me every day!"
Song Fujin was stunned, and the medicine bottle suddenly slipped from his hand.
King Liang raised his hand and picked it up: "Why, you want to destroy the body and eliminate all traces, but you won't come?"
Song Fuxin said quickly: "The Hanlin Academy is compiling history books these days, so it is very busy!"
"What's the business of a Hanlin Academy? Just come if I ask you to come. If you don't want to come, then I will come to find you. Anyway, I am very busy recently!" said Prince Liang.
Song Fuxin frowned and put the medicine bottle in his hand into Prince Liang's hand, "I'm sorry, but I obey!"
The King of Liang glared at him: "Boy, you look down on me and dare to disobey me?"
Song Fuxin said: "It's not that I'm disobeying the prince, but that applying medicine is not what a lower official should do. His official position is compiled by the Hanlin Academy and history books, not the medicine boy of the imperial hospital!"
King Liang snorted coldly: "It's your honor for me to let you apply medicine!"
Song Fuxin stood in front of King Liang, his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows lowered, but he was neither humble nor arrogant.
"This boy has grown stronger after not seeing you for a few days!" King Liang stood up, glanced at Song Fuxin with a faint look in his eyes, and left with his hands behind his back.
Song Fujin raised his head after a long time, turned his eyes and saw that no one was in the room, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The next day, news came from the palace that an assassin had come to the palace, and King Liang was beaten black and blue in order to protect the emperor. The emperor was so moved that he restored part of King Liang's military power.
When Song Fuxin heard the news in the Hanlin Academy, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
King Liang used this bitter trick very well!
"Editor Song, someone outside has sent a few boxes of gifts. Go and take a look!" At this moment, a colleague came in and said.
Song Fujin was stunned, a gift?
Song Fujin went out and saw a dozen guards in gray clothes standing in the courtyard of the Hanlin Academy. There were four big red boxes at the feet of the guards.
"Are you..." Song Fujin stepped forward and asked in confusion.
"This is the gift that King Liang asked us to send to Editor Song!" the guard stepped forward and said.
As soon as he heard that it was sent by someone sent by the King of Liang, Song Fuxin immediately said: "Everyone, you should take the gift back. I will not be rewarded for my merits!"
"It's just information that will help you compile history books, but you're not willing to accept it?" King Liang, dressed in bright yellow robes, stepped forward leisurely.
Song Fuxin was stunned and quickly stepped forward to salute: "His Royal Highness Prince Liang, are you here too?"
"I was afraid that you would not accept it, so I naturally had to deliver it myself. Look, did I guess it correctly?" Prince Liang stepped forward, leaned into Song Fuxin's ear and whispered, "Do you think that I gave it to you?"
Do you give me clothes, jewelry, silver?”
Song Fuxin's face became a little embarrassed because of Prince Liang's approach. He quickly took a step back and said: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to think that way, but this..."
Before Song Fujin finished speaking, as soon as King Liang raised his hand, the guards beside him opened the mahogany box. When Song Fujin saw those classics, his eyes immediately widened.
"Why does the prince have this book?" Song Fuxin hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the top book. This book was exactly what he needed, and he had been looking for it for a long time but could not find it.
"And this one, this one..." Song Fujin couldn't restrain the excitement on his face when he saw several more rare and rare books in the world.
"If you refuse to accept the gift, the king will take the book back with you!" King Liang said, and a guard came forward to take the book in Song Fuxin's hand.
Song Fuxin held on tightly and turned to look at King Liang.
King Liang smiled evilly.
Song Fuxin could only say: "Thank you very much to King Liang. When the history books are compiled successfully, the emperor and the subordinate officials will definitely report the truth and ask for credit for His Highness King Liang!"
King Liang didn't care what Song Fujin did, as long as he saw Song Fujin accept it!
In the past few days, Song Tuanyuan was getting better. He wanted to go to the princess's house, but he didn't expect that Song Xiaoxiao would be sick. He was supposed to stay for a day after returning from Xiufang, but he started to have a fever and talk nonsense.
Song Tuanyuan loved Song Xiaoxiao the most. In the past few days, she had sent people to give medicine to the princess as usual, while she took care of Song Xiaoxiao at home.
At this moment, Song Xiaoxiao vomited up the bitter medicine, stood up from the bed and took a look outside to confirm that Song Tuanyuan was gone, then looked at Wang Yulan coquettishly: "Mom, when will I be sick?"