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Chapter 451

Song Fuxin was stunned, and quickly looked at Liang Wang and shook his head: "Your Majesty has misunderstood. This official is just a low-ranking official. How can you dare to alienate Your Majesty?"

King Liang smiled faintly and said: "I have a notorious reputation, so there is nothing wrong with you not wanting to assist me."

Song Fuxin lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "I only want to earn my salary and share your worries with you, and I work hard to be a good official. I really don't dare to criticize the prince!"

King Liang heard the meaning of Song Fuxin's words and couldn't help laughing: "So, you won't help King Cheng?"

Song Fuxin said again: "Both Prince Liang and Prince Cheng are princes, and they are the beloved sons of the Holy Emperor. How can a lower official dare to discriminate between the two princes?"

Prince Liang smiled faintly: "You have grown up a lot. It seems that your mother has taught you well!"

Song Fujin did not dare to speak because the posture of the two of them was too strange.

Just when Song Fujin could no longer hold on any longer, King Liang's bodyguard finally came over and hurriedly stepped forward to help straighten the bookshelf.

Song Fuxin stroked his sore arm and whispered: "Your Majesty, I have resigned!"

King Liang called out to Song Fuxin.

King Liang picked up a book from the ground and put it in Song Fuxin's hands: "Is this the book you wanted to read just now?"

Song Fuxin took a look and saw that it was the "Guang Han Ji", the book he had always wanted to get.

"This "Guanghan Ji" is the only copy that I gave to Prince Bai. If you want to read it, just take it and the king of Japan will write another one for Prince Bai!" King Liang said.

Song Fuxin was stunned for a moment, pointed to "Guanghan Ji" and asked: "Is the prince the author of this "Guanghan Ji"?"

King Liang smiled faintly, opened the book, pointed to a very small seal and said: "This is a book written by this king when he was thirteen years old. At that time, the name Liu Anzhu was not used yet. It was just used on the book.

The privately engraved seal made a small mark!"

Song Fuxin lowered his head and looked at the seal, and then realized that his favorite books were all written by King Liang.

Although Song Fuxin had always known that King Liang was talented, he didn't expect that it was so well hidden. If Song Tuanyuan hadn't told him to stay away from King Liang, he would have really wanted to have a good talk with King Liang.

Song Fuxin hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't resist the temptation of "Guanghan Ji", so he stretched out his hand and took the book.

King Liang was very satisfied and asked Song Fuxin to be sent out of Bai Shizi's mansion.

The guards responded quickly.

When Song Fuxin left, he couldn't help but look back and saw that King Liang was being held aside by the guards, with a painful expression on his face.

On the carriage back, Qiu Yucheng called Song Fujin several times, but Song Fujin did not respond.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Yucheng couldn't help but ask.

Song Fujin shook his head: "It's okay, I was just thinking about the stories in this book!"

Qiu Yucheng looked at Song Fuxin's hand and couldn't help but said: "You actually found this book, show me quickly!"

Qiu Yucheng said, and was about to step forward to grab Song Fuxin's book.

Song Fuxin quickly hugged the book and held it tightly in his arms. He stretched out his hand to block Qiu Yucheng's hand and said, "This is an only copy. Don't touch it!"

Qiu Yucheng shrugged his nose: "Don't you only like that Master Liu An? This is not his book, do you like it too?"

Song Fuxin rubbed the cover of the book and said: "This is the book of Master Liu An. It was written when he was thirteen years old. Master Liu An gave it to me personally!"

Qiu Yucheng was stunned: "Have you really met Master Liu An?"

Song Fujin nodded, full of joy.

After returning home, Song Fuxin hesitated and went next door to find Song Tuanyuan.

Song Tuanyuan was not at home. Song Fuxin had to go find Zhou Xixin.

"Brother-in-law, a friend of mine was hit on the leg by a bookcase. It seems to be very serious. Is there any good medicine that can cure the injury?" Zhou Xixin asked.

Zhou Xixin was writing a prescription. When he heard this, he said: "I can't prescribe medicine without seeing anyone. I will have a consultation at the hospital tomorrow. If it is convenient, let him come to the hospital to take a look!"

Song Fuxin hesitated for a moment and said: "He is very seriously injured, I'm afraid he won't be able to go to the hospital! Brother-in-law, please give me a copy of the medicine that my mother gave to the eldest brother of the Wang family to treat his leg. His leg should not be broken, so

It will be more effective!”

The eldest brother of the Wang family that Song Fujin was talking about was Wang Yulan's eldest brother. Song Tuanyuan had treated his broken leg before. Song Fujin knew that Song Tuanyuan had been sorting out prescriptions recently, and Zhou Xixin should have that prescription here.

Zhou Xixin said: "If he is inconvenient, if he is a close friend of yours, I can come to your home for diagnosis and treatment!"

Song Fujin immediately waved his hand: "Brother-in-law, you really don't need to go out and give me some medicine! In fact, we are not friends, we just need to visit as a courtesy!"

Zhou Xixin also gave him a few bottles of medicine to treat trauma.

Song Fu left with confidence and satisfaction.

At this moment, in Duke Bai's mansion, Lu Zhaoen stepped forward and saluted King Liang: "Your Highness, King Liang, how about this move? Now not only does Song Fuxin believe that King Liang you are the famous literary scholar Liu An, but Song Fuxin also owes you a favor! I am just a low-ranking official.

What I don’t understand is why His Royal Highness Prince Liang has a soft spot for Song Fuxin?”

King Liang glanced at Lu Zhaoen coldly: "I only said to meet him, who told you to bother with it? Just now you pushed down the bookshelf, if I hadn't arrived in time, what if..."

Lu Zhaoen quickly said: "His Royal Highness, Prince Liang, now Song Fuxin no longer believes me. Thanks to Qiu Yucheng, I called him here today. It took a lot of effort to get him here. Naturally, he had to give strong medicine! The lower officials had planned it. Originally

I thought that Song Fuxin was injured, and Prince Liang happened to save him, but I never thought that Prince Liang was so sincere to him that he would actually get hurt for him!"

"Don't act rashly in the future without my order!" King Liang said in a deep voice, "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts. You are jealous that Song Fuxin is better than you in everything. If you dare to act privately again, I will kill your father.

life!"

Lu Zhaoen nodded quickly, but his eyes were very dark.

King Liang looked at his feet and frowned slightly. This time, Song Fuxin would probably get close to him, right?

The next day, Song Fujin came to the door with medicine for his injuries.

Upon hearing that Song Fuxin had arrived, King Liang immediately asked his counselors to retreat, and he deliberately lay on the bed and groaned.

Song Fuxin carried the medicine and followed the guard in.

"Long Blessing, Your Majesty!" After Song Fuxin said hello, he raised his eyes and was startled to see Prince Liang's legs hanging on the bed and wrapped in rice dumplings.

"Your Majesty, is your leg hurt so badly?" Song Fuxin hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

King Liang nodded: "I'm afraid it's broken!"

Song Fuxin's face was full of guilt, and he quickly placed the medicine in front of Prince Liang: "This is the medicine prepared by my mother. It is very good. Your Highness, Prince Liang, please try it!"

King Liang nodded and asked someone to open the white cloth on his legs.

Song Fuxin took a look and found that King Liang's leg was indeed severely swollen, but it was probably only a bruise, not broken.

Song Fuxin gave the medicine to his entourage, and he went to apply the medicine to King Liang.

King Liang couldn't help but shout out, which made Song Fuxin's heart shrink and the guilt on his face became even worse.

After applying the medicine, King Liang said his leg hurt and pulled Song Fuxin to talk. Song Fuxin was too embarrassed to leave, so he had to stay with him all morning.


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