kingnovel Chapter 627 The poison was cured by my wife
Chapter 627 The poison was cured by my wife
"When the results are announced in September, the six-month period for those candidates who have gone to the local areas for training will also be up. Then we will transfer them back to Shengjing, and let those who pass the exam in September take up positions in the local areas. Wouldn't that solve the problem?" Nian Susu spread his hands.
Qin Junyu was enlightened and clapped his hands in astonishment, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that!"
His eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he hugged Nian Susu excitedly, almost strangling her to the point of suffocating her, "Lingling! You're so smart! With your suggestion, I don't have to worry day and night!"
"Ahem... I know you are very excited, but don't get excited yet." Nian Susu patted his shoulder hard.
Qin Junyu's joy was beyond words. After letting go of her hand, he couldn't help but kiss her on the face.
Nian Susu's red face became hot, and it was unclear whether it was because of being strangled just now or because of shyness.
She turned around and said in a casual tone, "It is a blessing for you to marry a wife like me. You should just be happy."
Qin Junyu had no objection, "It must be because I have accumulated great virtue in my previous lives that I was able to meet you in this life."
The dispute between the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel was what annoyed Qin Junyu the most in recent days. Nian Susu's words solved the problem, which really helped him a lot.
It concerns the entire court and local rule. The appointment of officials and the imperial examination are both extremely important matters. If they are not handled in time, he may be pushed down from the throne before he even sits firmly on it.
"In my opinion, you are more powerful than the hundreds of officials in the court." Qin Junyu said half-jokingly and half-sincerly.
Nian Susu does not feel qualified for the title because she has studied history. Almost every dynasty and emperors have encountered political problems. As a descendant who has studied history, she naturally knows what decisions are correct and how some common contradictions can be resolved.
She learned from the experience of her predecessors and put it into practice, which really deserved his praise.
Just when she was feeling ashamed, Zhihua came.
"My queen, the midnight snack you asked the kitchen to prepare is ready." Zhihua didn't expect Qin Junyu to be inside. She walked straight in with the food tray. When she saw a tall figure standing there, she was so scared that she almost threw the food tray away.
Qin Junyu ignored the trembling Zhihua and sat down with his robe lifted.
Nian Su took the food tray and said, "You can go down and have a rest."
"What is this?" Qin Junyu was curious.
Nian Susu thought about it and seemed that there was no such thing as "malatang" in this dynasty. Due to the lack of ingredients, this bowl of food was not very authentic. It was just made by boiling soup with bones, adding milk, putting the ready-made ingredients in a pot, and adding some noodles, and it was done.
"Would you like to try it?" She pushed a bowl, almost as big as a washbasin, in front of him.
Qin Junyu wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly asked, "Is there anything... not spicy?"
He couldn't bear just looking at this bowl of red oil, let alone eating it.
Nian Susu was helpless, but seeing his fiery gaze, she decided to go to the small kitchen herself, pick up some leftovers and make him a bowl.
As the person left, Qin Junyu's gaze moved behind the screen.
If I remember correctly, she put the bottle of medicine in the first drawer on the left.
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As the night deepens and the world becomes quieter, the cold moonlight becomes brighter and clearer.
There was no one on the spacious palace road. The lanterns under the eaves were swaying in the evening breeze, and the entire imperial city was immersed in an eerie atmosphere.
Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests.
Qin Junyu was not used to lighting a lamp when he went to bed, nor was he used to having someone serving him. The palace servants all retreated to the corridor to guard, and the hall was pitch dark.
There was a slight sound of tiles hitting each other on the eaves of the roof. The palace servant on the outermost side noticed it, looked up, but found nothing unusual. He lowered his head again and looked ahead with lifeless eyes.
Inside the palace.
Qin Junyu was awakened by a slight noise, so he got out of bed. Relying on his understanding of the layout of the Qinian Palace, he successfully touched a long sword hidden at the end of the bed in the dark. He hid behind the curtain, in the pitch-dark environment, he felt someone jumping from the roof, and landed outside the fourth window from the left.
He was behind the curtain next to the bed, with the first window on the left.
With a creak, the window was pushed open.
There was a dull thud as a heavy object fell to the ground, and the man climbed in through the window.
Qin Junyu tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and based on his years of intuition, when the man was three steps away from him, he instantly drew the sword and stabbed him.
The man was an expert fighter and easily dodged the sword that was thrust toward him without warning.
Qin Junyu fought with him in the dark for more than a dozen rounds, and the outcome was unclear. The opponent didn't seem to have the intention of killing him, and he conserved his strength in every move, using defense as offense.
Qin Junyu was curious about his identity. After fighting for dozens of rounds, he was surprised to find that this man's moves were very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
He took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, flipped over the table and landed on the other side. The lamp tree was right next to him. He took out a tinder, lit one of the candles, and without hesitation, picked it up and pointed it at the person who came.
A familiar face approached, then instantly retreated when he lit the candle.
"Han Song?" Qin Junyu was both surprised and surprised.
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The two sat opposite each other at the coffee table. The last time they sat together and drank tea was two years ago.
Not long after Qin Junyu was poisoned, he went around looking for famous doctors under the identity of Xuanji, hoping to meet someone who could help him detoxify. It was at that time that he and Han Song met.
Although they did not meet often in the past few years, they often exchanged letters. Han Song was one of the few people who knew about his dual identity.
Han Song is not only a martial arts expert, but also well-versed in poison making and detoxification. However, he has exhausted all his life's knowledge and has not been able to find a way to detoxify. Qin Junyu did not question his strength because of this. Instead, he admired his courage and character. The two became friends because of this.
Qin Junyu didn't expect Han Song to appear in the palace at this time.
The two of them corresponded with each other about half a month ago. Han Song said that he was in the East China Sea looking for the tears of the dragon as a medicine inducer and would not be back for a while. Unexpectedly, he saw him today.
"Why did you come back so suddenly?" Qin Junyu started the topic first.
There were no palace servants serving in the hall, so Qin Junyu could only make tea by himself. He was confident in his tea-making skills, but after Han Song took a sip and showed a look of disgust, he began to doubt himself.
"I haven't asked you yet, how did you get the antidote for your poison? Who helped you get rid of it?" Han Song's skin was tanned and shiny due to years of traveling, but his pupils were still blue. He didn't look like a Liuli person at all, but rather like a minority ethnic group in Xisu.
Han Song was puzzled, holding his chin and frowning, "If even I can't cure the poison, who else can?"
"My wife cured me of the poison." Qin Junyu uttered these few words lightly, his tone as relaxed as if he was saying "I ate two bowls of rice today."