How to solve the cub who gave birth to the tyrant villain

Chapter 162

Zong He replied: "It is said that Yin Pingwu's mother's family is a merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. His mother has a younger sister who once mourned this nephew after the accident. Probably... it was four or five years after Yin Pingwu died? As a result, that Aunt Mu Not long after returning, all members of the Mu family disappeared. Until now, no one in the court knows where the members of Yin Pingwu's mother's family have gone. I'm afraid they know some secret..."

After listening to Yin Pingwu's story, Zong Yuan only felt that his three views had been washed away.

At this moment, he really disliked the emperor to the bottom of his bones, and when he thought that he would be killed by the emperor... he felt sick and wanted to vomit.

Seeing his frown, Zonghe said: "If you regret it, I will take you back to Japan now."

Zong Yuan shook his head and said: "No, isn't it just being bitten by a dog? I don't care. As long as I can avenge my parents, I am willing to use the dog emperor to achieve this goal. I am also willing to obey the arrangement of my foster father , planning for me in Japan."

Zong He nodded in satisfaction, and said, "I heard that you secretly went to see Wan'er again?"

Zong Yuan bit his lower lip with some guilt, and said, "Brother, I just want to see my sister. You know, she is my only relative. Sister... She has suffered a lot of grievances over the years. In order to investigate the Su family The truth about the Miemen massacre, she has suffered a lot. I only hope that she can be happy, and seeing that her marriage is good, I can do everything I want to do with peace of mind."

Looking up at Zong Yuan, Zong He said: "I must warn you, the reason why the adoptive father adopted you as a foster son was to allow you to come to Dazhao and get married. The condition you put forward at that time was to help you find out who you are. The cause of death of parents. Now that you know the cause of death, you should know what to do."

For a moment, Zong Yuan's face was a bit lonely.

It was only for a moment. He took a deep breath and said, "Tonight, I will invite Emperor Jokhang to enjoy the moon together. This time I will definitely succeed."

No matter what reason he didn't touch himself last time, whether he didn't believe it or not, this man could sit still every time.

In the Qianyan sleeping hall, the emperor slowly stomped around in front of the desk with a headache.

He pinched his eyebrows, very puzzled.

Last time in Xiaoyuju, why didn't his body react at all when he faced Zong Yuan who was in heat?

Ordinarily, this is absolutely impossible.

The chief eunuch watched the emperor turn from his side to this side, and from this side to that side.

His eyes followed the emperor, turning from side to side, and from side to side.

The chief eunuch finally couldn't stand it any longer, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, are you... do you feel uncomfortable?"

The emperor turned around and took two steps toward the eunuch, but he didn't say anything.

What should he say about this kind of thing?

Speaking of which, a man in his 40s should still be able to act. Why can't he do that?

Thinking of Xiaoyujuli's Zongyuan who resembled Pingwu, the emperor was still not reconciled after all.

Back then, the beauty of Pingwu moved the capital.

And he is his companion, a childhood sweetheart since he was a child, of course he is the first to get the moon.

As far as he is concerned, Pingwu will belong to him sooner or later, it's just a matter of one day sooner or later.

It was because his menstrual period had just passed that day, and there was still a lingering fragrance left.

Under the setting sun, in front of the small window, he has a soul-stirring beauty as he hangs his head and paints.

He didn't hold back, and he didn't refuse, he knew that Pingwu also liked him.

Sure enough, as he expected, he asked him afterwards: "Will you marry me?"

The man blushed and nodded, and answered him honestly: "I...have been pleased with the prince for a long time."

After saying that, Yin Pingwu's face turned red.

Teenage love is always so unforgettable.

Even though the court was full of dangers, he and Pingwu still spent the best years of his life.

At that time, they were just childhood sweethearts, admiring each other, without mixing any interests or conspiracy.

The emperor closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.

He raised his head and said to the eunuch, "Ask the Lin court to come over."

Soon, Lin Yuan came over with a medicine box and saluted the emperor.

The emperor asked the eunuch to screen everyone away, leaving only him and the emperor.

Lin Chongyun pretended to be confused with understanding in his heart. Seeing this battle, he immediately knew what the emperor asked him to do.

So he didn't speak, just waiting for the emperor to speak.

The emperor tried to hold back his face and groaned for a long time, and finally said: "Recently... I am a little bit powerless, I don't know what went wrong."

Lin Chongyun went about his business and said, "It's normal for the emperor to be tired from state affairs."

The emperor still kept his face, and said: "It's just...something is not very normal. That day at Xiaoyuju, the child had menstrual cramps, but I... didn't feel anything strange. Have you ever seen such a thing in the Lin court? disease?"

Lin Chongyun finally could no longer pretend not to understand, so he respectfully said: "It's very common."

That's right, it's very common. There are many ordinary men who can't do it.

Even if the beauty is present, they can only satisfy their psychological needs with salty pig hands at most, but they will never get physical satisfaction.

After hearing a lot, the emperor felt a little more comfortable, and then asked, "Is there a doctor?"

Lin Chong went to answer: "...it depends on the situation. Not all conditions can be treated, and not all conditions need to be treated."

The emperor was a little anxious. He hoped that his illness could be cured, and he also hoped that his illness would not need to be treated.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally said: "Then...the Lin Court judge came to give me a diagnosis and treatment, to see if I need a doctor."

Lin Chongyun nodded and stepped forward to diagnose the emperor's pulse.

After a while, Lin Chongyun raised his head and said: "The emperor is just thinking too much, probably... because he has old people in his heart and cannot tolerate new people."

The emperor questioned: "What do you mean... have an old man in your heart?"

Lin Chongyun is really not a liar, he thought for a long time, and finally said: "Why don't you try, the emperor, forget the old people, and only take pity on the people in front of you."

The emperor probably didn't understand, and he said after a long time: "The judgment of the Lin Court means that I am not actually sick?"

Lin Chongyun said truthfully: "It's not a disease, it's a psychological problem, but your majesty needs to ask yourself clearly about your own heart."

Fine!I can't make it up!

He admires Lu Hanzhi more and more now. In his own words, he has first-class output ability.

Lin Chongyun couldn't make it up anymore, but the emperor understood. He nodded with a deep expression on his face, and said, "I understand."

Lin Chongyun: ...Huh?understood?

The emperor said quietly: "I have missed him for more than 20 years, and my deep affection for him has long been ingrained. Now suddenly a young man who is exactly like him comes. After all, I have no way to treat that young man as him."

Lin Chongyun heaved a sigh of relief, he felt that he could make up again.

"In short, this matter still requires the emperor to overcome the psychological barrier. How about... the emperor and the upstart talk about Fengyue first! If time passes, the emperor will be able to regain the old feeling."

Lin Chongyun was inexplicably proud, as expected, whoever got close to him would end up like him.

He is a little old-fashioned, and he can finally make up nonsense, and he won't blush.

The emperor understood, he nodded heavily and sighed.

Lin Chongyun came out of the emperor's bedroom, inexplicably feeling that he had grown up a bit, and he was so proud.

On that expressionless face, there were some ups and downs hidden.

After returning, Lin Chongyun told Lu Hanzhi about it.

At the moment, Lu Hanzhi is studying the enrollment schedule. His house has been built, but if we want to build a school, we can't just have a bare building.

The main building is used as the teaching area, and there are also office areas, dormitory areas, logistics areas, and canteen areas.

With so many places to build, it is still a big project.

It's just that there is no need to build so high in the back. Although building high-rise buildings is spectacular, it consumes energy and resources.

Moreover, an excessively high floor can be regarded as a landmark building in this world, but if it is built too much, it will be a waste of money and people.

Therefore, Lu Hanzhi decided that the remaining buildings should not exceed five floors, mainly three or four floors.

It is convenient to live in without spending too much effort.

As for the name of the building in the middle... Lu Hanzhi named it Mingli Building. The people were confused, and some people lived their lives without knowing what they lived for.

Knowing right and wrong, being sensible, I hope that the students who come out of this building can become the cornerstone of the country.

After listening to what Lin Chongyun said, Lu Hanzhi let out an oh, not very interested.

Lin Chongyun looked at the paper in his hand and asked, "Brother Lu, what are you doing?"

Lu Hanzhi bit his pen and said: "As a teaching material, if I want to run a school, I must have teaching materials. You see, Brother Lin, I have planned these subjects. Chinese, mathematics, history, politics, morality, art, vocal music, martial arts... …Of course, the main subjects are the first four, and the latter are minors. You can also focus on other subjects, anyway, it depends on the strengths of each student. I always feel that in addition to these, there should be a little more..."

The school should be eclectic. It can't be like an assembly line, teaching all the same talents.

After seeing the teaching subjects planned by Lu Hanzhi, Lin Chongyun suddenly had an idea.

He pulled Lu Hanzhi's arm, and said, "Brother Lu... I have an idea, how about adding a subject of medicine? Even if you can't learn too much, at least the common cold, cold and dysentery can be cured."

Lu Hanzhi clapped his hands and said, "Yes! You reminded me, there is still medicine!"

The university he originally studied had a special medical department and a corresponding affiliated hospital, which was a very good idea.

Lu Hanzhi immediately added medicine and listed a subject independently.

After listing the disciplines, Lu Hanzhi said: "I wish the Lord of Heaven will revive and send down talents of all kinds! Who said that people have to follow a pattern in this life? Apart from careers in politics, there are 360 ​​paths to choose from. !"

"I hope the Lord of Heaven will revive and send down talents of all kinds?"

Lin Chongyun repeated this sentence, and couldn't help but secretly admire Lu Hanzhi in his heart.

He had heard a few poems written by him before, but he didn't expect that he could recite such a masterpiece like this casually, he was really a great talent.

Lu Hanzhi said: "Let's tentatively decide on these first, and then slowly improve them later."

Lin Chongyun cleared his throat and said, "If... I mean, if you need my help, Brother Lu just ask."

Lu Hanzhi put his shoulders on his shoulders and said, "What do you need to say? You are a well-known genius doctor in the capital! When the time comes, please serve me as the honorary dean and give classes to the students."

"Honorary... Dean?"

Lin Chongyun looked confused.

Lu Hanzhi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Anyway, it's a good job, just do it right away!"

Lin Chongyun didn't understand either, and he didn't dare to ask more questions. Since he said it was a good job, then it must be a good job!

In the imperial palace, a young eunuch brought several bowls of lotus pods to the imperial study room, bowed and said, "The son of Dongying, Zongyuan, please come to Xiaoyuju to taste the lotus seeds."