Five days later, when Cheng Yunzhi went to take Huo Qinghong's pulse, he handed a simple compiled book to Huo Weilou. On it, he listed dozens of doses of prescriptions for alleviating the poison of golden ointment, including decoctions, fragrant pills, acupuncture and meridians, etc., with a very detailed name. Even an outsider from Huo Weilou read through the booklet and understood it for three or two points.

Cheng Yunzhi said again: "I can't go to the pulse and the diagnosis of everyone. Therefore, the booklet has made different explanations on the physical condition and the length of time when taking golden ointment. Which people are suitable for what medicine and how to use acupuncture, and also wrote some taboo actions. However, in this way, it is still impossible to do it really varies from person to person, and the effect will be greatly reduced. Of course, if you meet a doctor with a skilled medical skills, you will make some adjustments based on the method I wrote, and the effectiveness will be better."

Huo Weilou's eyes were a bit solemn, "There are too many people who were poisoned. It is already a journey of saving the world when Mr. Cheng can do this. Can he mind that I hand over the Ci Fang Book to the Imperial Hospital?"

Cheng Yunzhi's lips bent, "What are you going to care about? Since I can offer this prescription, there are no taboos. There is only one thing. If you are just an ordinary doctor, it is best not to change my prescription at will, let alone make major changes. There are many medicines for decoctions, fragrant pills, etc. in this case, and the medicinal materials also have mutual restraint. A mistake will harm people."

This statement also explains in this book. Huo Weilou responded and looked at Bo Ruoyou again, and then saw that she was looking forward to it with great expectations. Huo Weilou took the Fang Book and entered the palace without delay.

This object was put into the palace through Huo Weilou's hand. It made Emperor Jianhe nodded with almost no effort and summoned a group of imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital to see it. Because the above discussion was complete, everyone could not find any mistakes. It was considered the most perfect strategy at the moment. Emperor Jianhe immediately made the decision and immediately implemented the treatment strategy to the disease camp in the south of the city.

After all the orders were taken down, Emperor Jianhe asked Huo Weilou who was the person who formulated this place. Huo Weilou naturally reported it to the truth. When Emperor Jianhe frowned and was a little displeased when he heard that it was from the Cheng family back then.

The incident happened for more than ten years, but he was the one who was convicted by him in person. Emperor Jianhe naturally felt a grudge. Huo Weilou did not say much, but only reported the report sent back from the southwest to Emperor Jianhe.

The golden ointment in the southwest has been around for a long time. People with addiction in several prefectures, regardless of gender, age, and age, are thousands of times that of the capital. Not only that, there are even officials who are poisoned by the court. Local parents control the lifeblood of the provincial government. Debate of duty and corruption on weekdays is a serious crime. If officials weigh the poison again, you can imagine how chaos will be!

Emperor Jianhe was not a foolish lord, so he quickly settled down, "I don't know whether it is useful or not, so I can't take care of that much."

Huo Weilou hesitated for a moment, with a little embarrassed look on his face. Emperor Jianhe raised his eyebrows, "Your expression is rare, what else can you do?"

Huo Weilou said with some remorse: "I already know this doctor's identity, but I know a little about it, so I didn't mind it. At the beginning, he was not sure and did not dare to give advice rashly. Your Majesty also knew that it is important now, and the Imperial Hospital dare not take responsibility. He is now a slutty citizen, and he has a lot of trade-offs."

Emperor Jianhe frowned, "Then how did you convince him?"

"I made a promise to him that if this treatment method works, he will make a great contribution. At that time, I will plead with Your Majesty for him and give him some reward."

Emperor Jianhe frowned even deeper, and Huo Weilou continued: "But he is not greedy for wealth and glory. He only has one request. If he really saves people this time, he wants His Majesty to restore the reputation of the Cheng family and to let the descendants of the Cheng family continue to practice medicine."

Emperor Jianhe couldn't help but patted his arm of the chair, "You really know how to make a wish. You dare to accept any wish? You know I will agree? If I don't, how can you keep your Wu Zhaohou's face?"

Huo Weilou twitched his lips, "Your Majesty has always put the people first in his governance, and this time it will almost cause a national crisis. In comparison, what is the next edict to add a little reputation to a clan without a surname?"

Emperor Jianhe sighed, "What else can I do? People still need to save them, but it depends on whether his treatment strategy is effective." After a slight pause, Emperor Jianhe said again: "The people sent to the southwest before were too slow. If this method is really effective, there is no need for others to go there. You can go to the southwest in person and take half a year to rectify several prefectures in the southwest."

When Huo Weilou heard this, his heart was slightly sank. If it were the same, he would have gone to such an errand. However, he had some understanding of the situation in the southwest area. If he had to clean up, half a year would not be enough. But now that he left Beijing, wouldn’t he not see Bo Ruoyou for half a year?

Seeing that he did not respond, Emperor Jianhe raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong? Do you have a better way?"

Huo Weilou has no better way. In addition to the Shen family, the poison of the golden ointment in the southwest is now implicated in the local aristocratic people. Any ordinary magistrate who goes to the southwest will only be surrounded by people. Even he himself feels that it is better to be decisive to give this matter to him than to be given to him. But after half a year of going there, he was really hesitant.

However, in just two moments, Huo Weilou responded respectfully, "There is indeed no better candidate."

Emperor Jianhe nodded, not knowing what he thought of, and his voice was slightly deeper, "I also know that it is quite hard for you to run around all year round, but this trend is unique in my trust, and in terms of means and prestige, others are even more incomparable to you. In recent days, the case of the Ministry of Revenue has been confirmed by the Ministry of Revenue, so you can rest well and avoid getting tired."

Huo Weilou hurriedly thanked the emperor for his compassion.

After leaving the palace gate, Huo Weilou felt heavy in his heart. He believed in Cheng Yunzhi, especially watching Huo Qinghong's transformation with his own eyes. Cheng Yunzhi was extremely cautious and would rather spend more time exams than rush to make suggestions and make me greedy for me. He even believed that his method would be useful when he gave the preface book, which also meant that he would leave Beijing in one month.

It is already midsummer in May. When I leave Beijing in June, I have to waste half a year in the southwest. When he returns, it is already the end of the year. Thinking of this, Huo Weilou only feels anxious.

The southwest is not the farthest place he has ever been to. The poison of golden ointment is not the most troublesome job, but now that there is more people who care about it, there is more selfishness. No matter how unscrupulous he is, it is like the ruthless knife in the hands of the emperor.

Huo Weilou had a calm face and ordered the carriage to go to the Ministry of Justice. The more he was busy, the better he knew what he should do now. His past twenty-three years of life were like a chess game step by step. He had already decided how to make a hundred steps in the future, but he didn't expect to meet Bo Ruoyou and everything needed to be re-arranged.

When Huo Weilou returned to the Marquis' Mansion in the evening, he found that Lin Zhao had arrived at the mansion. He came to visit Huo Qinghong. When he heard that Huo Weilou had returned, he hurried to the main courtyard to pay his respects. Huo Weilou looked at Lin Zhao, his eyes were calm. As long as he didn't expect Bo Ruoyou, Huo Weilou still valued the younger generation of a family like Lin Zhao.

He looked calm, but he didn't expect Lin Zhao to be a little ignorant today. "Marty, I heard that there is a way to understand the poison of golden ointment today, but Uncle Cheng offered advice?"

Huo Weilou nodded and Lin Zhao asked, "I heard from Eunuch Fu that the Marquis still wants to rehabilitate Uncle Cheng's family?"

Huo Weilou stroked the black jade ring on his knuckles, and his face was not leaking. "If we really can save people this time, it would be a great contribution. It is also worth rehabilitating the Cheng family, and the Cheng family said nothing wrong in the matter back then."

Lin Zhao showed joy on his face, but when he looked at Huo Weilou, he felt a little scrutinized. Even though Lin Zhao was young and handsome, he could see how Huo Weilou was the method of seeing people's hearts. He looked at Lin Zhao calmly, knowing that he had a purpose.

"That's great! The second sister followed Uncle Cheng and was helpless in the capital. If the Cheng family restored its former reputation and status, the second sister would be much better. In the future, no matter whether it is marriage or anything, she would have a support."

Huo Wei said without changing his expression: "When it comes to marriage, Bo, you and your father must be in a state of anxiety."

Speaking of this, Lin Zhao's expression suddenly changed. First, Bo is really guilty, and second, Huo Weilou's words were also a bit more tentative. He hurriedly said: "It's indeed a bit difficult this time, but don't worry, the Marquis, my father has always been fair and will not be favored this time."

Huo Weilou nodded, "This is naturally. I know how your father is an official. But in this way, your marriage will be criticized more. However, your father and Bo family are family friends, and I think there is no other way."

Lin Zhao felt inexplicably hot, "Yes, the marriage will not change."

Huo Weilou praised the Lin family for being a trustworthy person. Lin Zhao felt helpless when he heard this. Seeing that it was not early, he couldn't help but stand up and say goodbye. When he went out, his figure was quite embarrassed.

As soon as he left, Huo Weilou's face completely sank. At this time, the night had already shrouded, and a clear moon hung obliquely in the air, the clear light poured into the ground, and the silver glory was everywhere. It was too late, but he felt a little depressed.

After hesitating for a moment, he spoke, "Come, prepare a carriage and horse."

Eunuch Fu came in puzzledly, "Where is the Marquis going? It's so late..."

Huo Weilou didn't say anything, and Eunuch Fu's eyes rolled, "Master Marquis is going to find Youyou, right?"

If it was a business matter, Huo Weilou could not keep silent. For Huo Weilou, only Bo Ruoyou would be so silent in his private affairs.

Eunuch Fu smiled bitterly for a moment, "What did Mr. Lin say that made the Marquis unhappy?"

Huo Weilou shook his head, unfathomable, and did not reveal his unhappiness too obviously, as if it seemed too petty. He said again: "Send someone to the princess's mansion and say, I'm going to visit my mother tonight."

Eunuch Fu was surprised and hurriedly said, "The old slave went there in person."

Huo Weilou nodded, and soon went out and got on the carriage. The carriage went straight to Changxingfang. After two sticks of incense, he stopped in front of the Cheng family's door. The attendant went forward and called the door. First, Zhou Liang opened the door.

Seeing that Huo Weilou was coming, Zhou Liang was very surprised, but Huo Weilou had not got off the carriage, and he just wanted to see Bo Ruoyou. Bo Ruoyou had just finished the shower and was about to take a break earlier, but he heard the sound and quickly changed his skirt and came out again.

When he walked to the carriage, Huo Weilou lifted the curtain and said, "I'll take you to a place."

Bo Ruoyou was a little suspicious and turned around and explained to Zhou Liang for a few words. She got on the carriage. She was caught as soon as she entered the carriage. Huo Weilou pulled her in front of her, almost trying to embrace her. When the force was reduced by three points, she only made her sit beside her. He held her hand and rubbed her, and her eyes were dim and difficult to see.

His mind suddenly became aware, one was thinking about leaving Beijing in more than a month, and the other was Lin Zhao's little thoughts that could not be hidden. Bo Ruoyou sat down and felt something was wrong with him, "Why did the Marquis come here so late? Where should I take me?"

"Go to the Princess' Mansion." Huo Weilou couldn't help but raise his hand and walked around her and took her into his arms.

Bo Ruoyou thrust his back, "What, go now?" She became nervous in an instant, but the carriage started to move around. She hurriedly shook his hand, "Is it inappropriate to go at this time?"

Huo Weilou laughed, "There is nothing wrong, it's just right now."

Bo Ruoyou frowned and was a little nervous. She let go of Huo Weilou's hand, sat straight, and subconsciously overlapped her hands in front of her, as if the eldest princess was already in front of her. She lowered her head to look at the skirt she had changed, and raised her hand to touch the bun that she quickly tied up. She felt that this outfit was not solemn enough. She angrily said, "The Marquis is too sudden."

Huo Weilou held her hand again, "Youyou, what I told you, my mother is not what you think. She has improved a little in the past few days, and her emotions are stable, but she is sick many times, so she can't tell the age of the year now and she doesn't know the years outside the mansion. You will know that when you see her, she will never make things difficult for you."

Bo Ruoyou still couldn't completely let go, and remembered something again, "I remember after the Marquis returned to the capital, His Highness the Princess sent someone to the Marquis's Mansion."

It was a beautiful maid who was given away.

Huo Weilou pinched her palm, "She was getting better at that time, and she didn't know how to get interested in the moment. She wanted to take care of me. If you ask her again now, I'm afraid she won't remember this."

Bo Ruoyou said "Oh" and began to curl his eyes and think about how to deal with the Princess' Mansion. Huo Weilou saw her looking very prepared and raised the corners of her lips. At this time, his breath moved slightly and smelled the fragrance after Bo Ruoyou's body was bathed. The fragrance was wrapped around him, causing him to feel unstable. His eyes darkened, he covered his hands and held her waist.

Bo Ruoyou felt a heat in his waist, and quickly turned his eyes to look at him. When his eyes met, his eyes were close to him. He couldn't see the thick ink in his eyes, but his voice was ordinary. "This afternoon, the Chengnan Chai was already using your adopted father's treatment method. He tried it for more than a month. If it was effective, he would send this treatment method to the southwest. The southwest was much more serious than the capital."

As soon as he talked about the serious matter, Bo Ruoyou became nervous and weak, Huo Weilou continued: "Your Majesty has agreed that if you can cure your addiction, it will restore the reputation of the Cheng family. If your adoptive father is willing to be an imperial physician again, it is not impossible."

A little brightness appeared in Bo Ruoyou's eyes. Although many people knew that the Cheng family was wrong in the old case back then, there was evidence of evidence, and it was a crime that Emperor Jianhe personally convicted. It was difficult to rehabilitate it. Bo Ruoyou understood that if there was no Huo Weilou, even if Cheng Yunzhi offered advice to save people, it would probably be difficult for the Cheng family to rehabilitate it.

She looked at Huo Weilou sideways, "Thank you, Marquis. The adoptive father suffered a lot because of the incident that year, and the Cheng family fell apart. Although it is useless to quell the other people in the Cheng family now, I don't want to see the adoptive father feel depressed in the rest of his life."

Huo Weilou rubbed her waist with his fingertips. The slight movement did not repel her, but it made her feel a little itchy. She couldn't help but want to avoid it. Huo Weilou's hand followed again, and he held her hard, "I'm not allowed to say thank you to me in the future."

Bo Ruoyou felt a fever and nodded obediently. At this time, Huo Weilou said again: "But, Your Majesty ordered me to go southwest. There was a complicated place there. I am afraid that this golden ointment will not be found out for a few years without a capable person."

Bo Ruoyou's eyes opened slightly, "How long will it take?"

"At least three or four months, and for half a year." Huo Weilou looked at her breathing and gazingly. Seeing that her eyes became darker after hearing this, the more powerful her hands became. She was pulled closer by him, "Do you want me to go, or don't?"

Bo Ruoyou's throat was choked and he didn't know how to answer. Three or four months were long enough. If it would take half a year... She swallowed with difficulty, "Is there no better candidate except the Marquis?"

Huo Weilou's eyes came straight into her eyes, "Yes."

Bo Ruoyou wanted to speak but stopped, and then said a few moments later: "When the Marquis goes, he will definitely be able to eliminate poisons. It is excellent for the southwest prefecture and the entire Great Zhou."

"This trip took several months." He spoke in a deep voice.

Bo Ruoyou's eyes were closed for a moment, and then raised his eyes and looked at him. The gentle and gentle lake was in his eyes, "I'm waiting for the marquis to return in the capital."

Huo Weilou's pupils were dark and his arms were closed and he hugged her in his arms. She quickly softened her body. Although Huo Weilou said he would leave after more than a month, at this moment, she felt a little sore in the tip of her nose. She gritted her teeth and waited for the bitterness to pass, and said softly: "Actually, no matter what I say, the Marquis will go."

Huo Weilou gently stroked her shoulders and back. Through the thin silk clothes, he seemed to be able to touch her thin muscles. He almost agreed to her words, but his heart was filled with unbearable reluctance. This errand that he had responded to made him feel tired and bored for the first time.

When the carriage stopped in front of the eldest princess's mansion, Bo Ruoyou just stepped back from his arms. She was a little depressed and her original nervousness disappeared. At this moment, she was pretending to be even more depressed, and the nervousness of seeing the eldest princess was nothing.

Eunuch Fu was waiting in front of the door. When he saw them, he looked happy and said, "Marty, the eldest princess is very good these days. The servant said that he would not repeat the old things he saw back then. Today, you should go there with Youyou."

Huo Weilou held Bo Ruoyou's hand and took her into the gate of the princess's mansion.

The eldest princess's mansion is outside the imperial city, even more powerful than the Wu Zhaohou Mansion. However, when Bo Ruoyou entered the mansion, he also noticed a bit inexplicably deserted. There is only the eldest princess in the mansion for many years, and he is sick all year round. The mansion always closes his door to thank guests. It is indeed difficult to be as prosperous and lively as the noble family.

The mansion was huge. Along the way, many courtyards were closed, with desolate and desolate. Only the direction from the main courtyard to the Shui Pavilion was brightly lit. Before we got close, two nannies had already come up. Huo Weilou saw the two of them looking gentle. It was thought that they were the very status of the mansion. The two saluted and said that the eldest princess was painting in the Shui Pavilion while secretly looking at Bo Ruoyou.

Bo Ruoyou couldn't help feeling nervous again. Her knuckles moved, and Huo Weilou held her tighter. The two old ladies quickly lowered their eyes and showed a respectful look. They walked through a pond with lotus leaves and went to the water pavilion where the eldest princess was. Apart from each other, Bo Ruoyou saw a middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes but was particularly thin.

The eldest princess Zhao Lingxiao painted in front of the water pavilion window. She was over 100 years old, her eyebrows and eyes were calm and her expression was focused. Because she was too thin, her back was a little hunched, her wide cuffs were rolled up, and her wrists were thin and white, giving people a sense of withering and fragile.

The closer she got, the more she could see the paleness on her face. Those who had been sick for many years would be weaker. But when she looked up, she was indeed not as sharp as the nobleman she imagined.

Her eyes were as gentle as a stream, and she had a little calmness and calmness that was not concerned about the world, as if time had not left any traces of vicissitudes in her eyes. Because of these eyes, her face, which was slightly old due to long-term illness, became much softer.

When she saw Huo Weilou, a faint color appeared in her eyes.

"Lou'er--"

She held the pen and walked out. There was a little cinnabar on the tip of the pen, which was bright and dazzling. She was very happy, "Have you returned from the northern border?"

The nanny stepped forward and said gently, "Your Highness has remembered wrongly. The prince has long been no longer in the northern border. He has been granted the title of marquis."

Zhao Lingxiao was a little annoyed and sighed helplessly, "Look at me, I remembered it wrong again." After she said that, she looked at Bo Ruoyou and looked at her with a little curiosity. Her eyes were as veins as water, which instantly made Bo Ruoyou think of her deceased adopted mother.

She had no impression of her biological mother, but her adopted mother Fangze was also a gentle and calm beauty. She was not afraid at all. On the contrary, she became a little close. She calmly let the eldest princess look at her. She could not imagine that such a gentle and elegant person would be tortured by years of madness. She was too thin, and there was only a layer of thin skin on her face, which showed her delicate and beautiful bones. You can imagine that if she had never gotten sick, she would be a peerless figure even at the age of not being confused.

Bo Ruoyou broke away from Huo Weilou's hand and said blessedly, "Greetings to His Highness the Princess."

The eldest princess walked up, first looked at Bo Ruoyou carefully, then looked at Huo Weilou suspiciously, and then said in a very uncertain tone: "Lu'er, is this your wife? My mother can't remember it clearly. There are not many people coming to my mother's place. My mother thinks she is very kind-faced..."
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