Four imperial doctors sat in the living room of the governor's mansion with sweat on their heads. If the imperial doctors who had gone to learn plague prevention and control from Song Beiyun, they were sent by King Fu to see the governor for his son as soon as they arrived here.

"Four gentlemen, I'm really neglecting." The governor quickly walked in from outside: "There are refugees everywhere these days, and I'm really useless people."

Although the refugee's main rapport is chosen by King Fu and Princess, as the governor of a state, even if he has no real power, he must not do anything he should do. Otherwise, when the time comes, His Highness Fu will settle the score in the autumn and this knife will be cut off at his neck.

"The governor is so polite. We all admire the governor's dedication to his wholehearted efforts. How dare you say that you have been waiting for a long time? It's all right."

Another imperial physician coughed: "I heard that the young master is ill. Why would the governor lead me to take a look?"

"That's great." The governor was also happy and hurriedly bowed: "Sir, please move."

Although his son's illness has improved significantly in the past few days, why not be able to have a respected imperial doctor to come for a follow-up visit? After all, these are imperial doctors, and they are not something that ordinary people can meet. Even if they can meet, they cannot treat them casually.

Four imperial doctors followed the governor to the back house and entered the room on the north slope. He saw his son sitting on the bed and studying. He looked much more energetic.

"Son, come and see the imperial physicians."

Beipo quickly got off the bed and saluted several old doctors. He was very convenient and did not look like a patient. However, he could still hear obvious phlegm sounds while talking, and he still had some panting sounds when breathing.

“No need to be polite.”

The imperial doctor led the way up and started to call the North Slope. After a circle of equips, his brows slowly frowned, and then called his companions to conduct a consultation on the North Slope together.

The results of the consultation were very interesting, that is, the North Slope is almost cured, but judging from the pulse pattern, he did suffer from a serious illness that is difficult to cure, but such a serious illness was cured like this?

"Sir, the son is worried, but I am a little novel. Which miracle doctor gave me the disease?" The leading imperial physician said with a serious expression: "This kind of disease is like a wolf or a tiger. If you make a mistake in one step, it will be that the Daluo Jinxian cannot save him."

After hearing this, Beipo's face suddenly turned pale. He said with some fear: "It's my brother Beiyun..."

"My brother?" The old imperial doctor looked up and down at Beipo: "Then please ask the young master to describe the process of the genius doctor's diagnosis and treatment."

Beipo didn't hide anything, so he talked about the process of seeing her when she was so ill that day, from loose clothes to dissipating heat to taking medicine to sweating and fever reduction, etc. Although he didn't know the principle, judging from the expressions of the imperial doctors in front of him, Song Beiyun should have done something amazing.

"The stinging pain and sweating, and the ice water wipes the body. This is also a good way, but it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Do you remember what medicine did the miracle doctor take for you?"

"That younger generation doesn't know..."

After a round of consultation, several imperial doctors confirmed that Song Beiyun had a strange medicine to treat this urgent typhoid fever. Not to mention that this thing is worth a lot of money. If one pill could be exchanged for the life of a royal family, it could no longer be measured by money.

So they decided to visit the doctor who prevented and treated the plague and then go to find the person who has a rich prescription.

At this moment, Qianjin Yaofang was standing there watching the fight, but after he learned the cause and effect, he was too lazy to care about the two people who were so angry that they cried and called their parents that they cried and cried were even more lazy to care about the crying girl, and turned around and left.

But after taking two steps, someone pulled his sleeves. He turned around and found that it was the two princes who visited privately. King Fu was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Why are the two princes visiting here?"

King Fu did not answer this broken question, but just asked with a smile: "Why are you leaving after watching the excitement well? Don't come forward to rescue me? I might as well get a great marriage."

Song Beiyun looked up and down at the King of Fu. He didn't see that this guy was so sexy before, but he was the number one wise king of the Song Dynasty, so it would definitely not work to complain directly, so he had to bite the bullet and explain: "Your Majesty is joking, it's not my turn to take care of this matter. I'll have an official sentencing to take care of it later."

"Oh? That crying girl, don't you feel sorry for looking at me?"

"I feel sorry for what that thing is for..." Song Beiyun muttered, and said with a hilarious cry: "The prince was afraid that he had just arrived and did not know the cause and effect. The father-in-law just told me that when he fled the famine, the family sold his daughter to be his wife with the nearby farmhouse. The contract was in black and white. Later, the man saw that the days could pass here, so he wanted to redeem his daughter. Before, he gathered a few people to go to the farmhouse to ask for his daughter. Seeing that the other person was not here, he forced his daughter to take her away. The old father of the farmhouse refused to support him, so he started to hurt the farmhouse father. Now that the people are looking for it, how should he deal with this matter?"

"Oh?" King Fu looked at him with interest. He happened to see the official officer cursing and walked over with the crowd. He smiled and continued to ask, "If I were at your age, I would definitely be able to help the weak."

"Hey..." Song Beiyun rolled his eyes: "If everyone had done this kind of way to help the weak, where is the justice of the world? Prince, look carefully. During the fight, the man always protected the girl behind him, and the girl just cried when she saw her father being beaten, but she couldn't give birth to any helper. This is clearly a man who has a love and a concubine, but this poor old father is on the ground to raise the price. Look at the man who beat people, although they are dressed well, they have patches on their shoes. I think he should have dressed up here to ask for an explanation, but he doesn't want his wife to be rolled down. People who can consider this step for a woman are afraid that they will not be able to go a long way to get rid of it? We can't think that people are wrong when we see people being forced. As for fighting, there is no right or wrong in this matter. If everyone can understand everything, wouldn't the world become a Pure Land of Bliss long ago?"

After hearing this, King Fu smiled, and the Thai king next to him couldn't help laughing and pointed at Song Beiyun: "You guy are not like a boy."

King Fu didn't say anything, just watched the development of the matter quietly. He wanted to verify whether this matter was like Song Beiyun said. After watching for a while, with the intervention of the official officer, something happened when the two sides confronted each other. The contract was placed in black and white, which no one could deny.

With this thing, I don’t matter what the family matters here are. Everything is subject to contracts. Of course, the Song Dynasty did not allow people to be bought and sold, but this contract was a marriage contract, which was issued by the government! It was clearly written on it. Zhou Jiawulang hired five jin of money to marry the third lady of Chen. The parents of both parties signed and sealed it as a certificate.

"Look." Song Beiyun spread his hands and said to King Fu: "Prince, sometimes what you see and hear from your eyes is not necessarily true. The Song Dynasty has its own laws. The law has never said that the weak need to be hemiplegic. Besides, how many people have done evil in ancient times? They have always been a plan for poverty and humbleness."

"Hey... this kid." The King of Thailand looked up and down at Song Beiyun: "It's interesting and interesting, it's very interesting.

"I'll tell you." King Fu said to his brother with a smile: "This boy is a little spiritual."

Song Beiyun couldn't stand the praise of others. If he scolded him, he wouldn't be angry, but if he praised him, he would blush as soon as he praised him. So he waved his hand quickly: "I can't... I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it."

King Fu hissed and kicked him in the butt: "Why did the tail go up to heaven?"

What can Song Beiyun say when he kicked his ass? He couldn't let go of both farts, not only could he not let them go, but he could only smile.

"Okay, it's getting late, so I'll go back today."

King Fu walked slowly back with the King of Thailand behind his back, while Song Beiyun followed behind him honestly. King Fu looked back at him and frowned: "Come on."

"oh……"

When he walked to King Fu's side, Song Beiyun still didn't say anything. Instead, King Fu asked: "I've won fame this year. Don't take the exam next year's spring exam."

"Ha?" Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

"Give you a elco and become an official."

As soon as these words came out, Song Beiyun was stunned. Why did he become an official? He was still an official in such a way?

"Thousands of years..."

"From the seventh rank." King Fu still looked so serious: "Assistant County Magistrate."

Come on, Song Beiyun understands that King Fu’s talent reserve plan has officially begun, and he is probably the first person to be reserved.

But this is really hard to study hard. Some people are worse than those above. I think those who have been studying for decades and have finally achieved fame and fortune. Want a real official position? Dreaming about it, go home and wait for a candidate, or spend some money to buy an official position. Anyway, the candidates usually start from three years. You can't do business or run around in these three years, just waiting.

Song Beiyun is a typical example. He hasn't taken the exam yet, but he has already been out of the seventh rank. Although he is also a candidate county magistrate, he is a candidate county magistrate, but he is a county magistrate waiting for him. The difference between the opposite and the positive can be said to be a world of difference.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of letting the Censorate participate? This cheating is a bit too much." Song Beiyun's first reaction was not to be grateful but to raise a series of questions: "Your Majesty, think twice."

"Your hairless little guy, please remind me?" King Fu chuckled: "I have my own arrangements."

"But if the state test cannot be..."

"Oh, the state test, the leader of the Luzhou prefecture test case, Song Beiyun." King Fu said with no shame at all: "If I ask you to pass, you will naturally be able to pass. Feel less about public order and conscience to me. You are not such a pedantic person, and this matter has been decided. If you insist on taking the palace exam, it is not impossible. The top scholar Song Beiyun is also a good title, but I don't want you to get a top scholar, so it's enough to have a Jinshi. What I want is a person who does things."
Chapter completed!