Chapter 1377: Guangmen Lintel

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Xiao Jing couldn't understand such a person, nor could he understand such a thing.

He was cut with a knife since he was a child and sent to the palace.

Therefore, for him, it is a transaction, a transaction of exchanging a certain part of the body for wealth.

At this moment, Liu Jian felt even more uncomfortable.

It would be fine if it was just a white-haired person giving off a black-haired person. Seeing his son like this, he couldn't imagine how much pain he had endured during this riddled process.

Emperor Hongzhi didn't know how to comfort him.

In any case, the most important thing now is to save Liu Jie.

Now that he thought about it, he had met Liu Jie, and Liu Jie was also high-spirited when he was nominated on the Gold List. At that time, this young man gave Emperor Hongzhi a burst of vitality.

But now...

It was so shocking.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Emperor Hongzhi would never have imagined that such a person existed in the world.

The ministers beside him couldn't bear to look at Liu Jie on the couch, they couldn't look directly at him, and couldn't help feeling ashamed.

They usually say that they are busy with official duties and work hard on paperwork, but compared with Liu Jie, how easy are these words to say.

Only Ouyang Zhi, with no expression on his face, had a blank look on his face.

Fang Jifan personally poured a cup of tea for Emperor Hongzhi, then poured another cup for Liu Jian, and finally held another cup of tea and drank lightly from the side.

Tea is addictive, if you don’t take a sip, you will always feel that the taste is missing.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time. Seeing that Liu Jie hadn't woken up, he suddenly looked around and asked, "Where is the prince?"

"This..." Fang Jifan also looked around, just now this guy was still chattering like Mrs. Xianglin, why did he suddenly disappear?

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, I didn't see him. I guess it was after an operation. His Highness the Crown Prince was exhausted and tired. He went to rest."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi accepted this explanation, he just nodded, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

A while passed.

Zhu Houzhao came in excitedly, and said, "The painting is finished, the painting is finished."

Everyone looked up and looked at Zhu Houzhao excitedly, with surprise and astonishment.

"..."

Holding a large piece of paper in his hand, Zhu Houzhao walked like flying, and went directly in front of Emperor Hongzhi. When the large paper was spread out, what was displayed in front of everyone was a sketch of a human body, which was sketched with charcoal and actually had perspective. Effect.

Zhu Houzhao once spent some days with a group of Frangji's captives, and learned Frangji's painting skills from there.

This perspective drawing of the human body is very realistic, and even the names of the people are prepared. In order to prevent everyone from understanding, the scarlet word "Liu Jie" was written on it with a cinnabar pen.

Zhu Houzhao pointed to the position of Liu Jie in the painting and said, "Father, look, this is the section near Liu Jie's ventricle. The densely packed place is the blood vessel, here is the sternum, here is the position of the heart, and here... Father... The shrapnel is scattered in this area. The big ones are just bigger than rice grains, and the small ones are the same as hair strands. The most difficult part of this operation is to be familiar with the structure of the human body. , know which position is unusual, feel where there are traces of shrapnel, and at the same time, be careful not to cut the vital parts of the body, what is this equivalent to... "Zhu Houzhao thought about it, seriously: "It is equivalent, It was carved on tofu, and the flower buds had to be the size of a hair. When Erchen opened his wound, he was startled, not very sure in his heart, and the removal of many shrapnel could no longer be done with the naked eye and experience. To determine the location, I can only rely on my feeling, this feeling is strange..."

Emperor Hongzhi looked down at the painting, frowning in confusion.

This painting, what a mess.

It should be noted that Eastern painting is completely different from Western painting. In this era in the West, realism is still emphasized, while Eastern painting emphasizes artistic conception, so...the brush often draws a few strokes, not paying attention to being invisible, but a lot of leftovers. White, giving people more room for imagination, such things that have to be painted in every detail are inferior.

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at it for the first time, and his simple reaction was, what kind of thing is this, it is so poorly drawn.

Hearing Zhu Houzhao babbling on the sidelines again, Emperor Hongzhi pulled his face with a happy look.

Seeing that other ministers all stretched their necks and leaned forward.

Emperor Hongzhi felt that Zhu Houzhao seemed to be slapping his face with his arms.

Emperor Hongzhi had a cold expression on his face, and two words popped out between his teeth: "Go away!"

Zhu Houzhao: "..."

Zhu Houzhao was a little aggrieved, so he had to take a scroll of his own painting, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I still don't understand after talking so much, go ask other doctors, they begged me to explain, but I still don't explain."

Looking back at Fang Jifan, the old monk Fang Jifan stood still.

Zhu Houzhao lowered his voice and said, "Old Fang, you must know."

"I know, I know." Fang Jifan nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Then you speak out loud, what do you know?"

Fang Jifan then said loudly, "Your Highness's paintings are really good, quite like Leonardo da Vinci."

Zhu Houzhao bared his teeth and waited for Fang Jifan angrily, wishing he could strangle Fang Jifan to death.

But who is Da Vinci?

...

...

On the side, Su Yue took Liu Jie's pulse and listened to Zhu Houzhao's explanation of the painting. Although he couldn't see the painting, his ears pricked up like a rabbit after listening to His Highness the Crown Prince's explanation, and he was fascinated by it. .

He couldn't help crying.

Patriarch, Patriarch, this is really Patriarch, the surgery is done well, and the speech is really good, if you can see the painting of Patriarch again, then you will hear the Tao in the morning, and you will die in the evening. Really... I am willing to die.

"Your Majesty..." At this moment, Su Yue felt a difference in her pulse: "Brother Liu Xuexiong's pulse has begun to strengthen."

"Come on, let me take a look."

Zhu Houzhao was serious about his profession, and immediately grabbed Liu Jie's hand.

Both Emperor Hongzhi and Liu Jian subconsciously stood up.

"really……"

Zhu Houzhao closed his eyes, slowly feeling the beating of his pulse.

Zhu Houzhao raised the corners of his lips and said, "It seems...the man survived."

"However..." Zhu Houzhao said calmly: "Because of lead poisoning, the lead is not easily excreted in the body, so he can only rest in rest. His kidney function may not be very good in the future. His body will be weaker and it will take many days to recover. As for the wound infection, there is no need to worry about it. With the penicillin, it should be fine for a year or so. Has the effect of the anesthetic gone?"

"It's almost over." Su Yue looked at the time.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Should wake up, these few days, don't let him eat and drink, rely on infusions to maintain it, don't be afraid of abuse of penicillin, use it when you need it, and be sure to prevent infection."

Su Yue listened carefully, and wrote down Zhu Houzhao's words one by one like a god.

"cough……"

At this moment, on the sickbed, Liu Jie let out a cough.

All of a sudden, everyone was excited, and everyone paid attention.

Fang Jifan was young, and took the lead in striding forward. Liu Jie was woken up by the pain, after all, the anesthetic had gradually passed.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the first person he saw, which made him unbelievable, was actually Shigong.

Suddenly... the tears on his tired face couldn't stop.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say a word with his lips murmured.

Fang Jifan patted his face, and said kindly: "Hey, don't cry, everything is over, look, there is a teacher here."

Liu Jie nodded slightly.

Years of haze, at the moment Shigong appeared, a ray of dawn suddenly appeared on the gloomy sky, like a sword, piercing the darkness of the sky, and then... the sky dawned!

His eyes seemed to have some brilliance.

Liu Jian didn't know where the strength came from, he pushed Fang Jifan away, stretched his head over, and said with tears streaming down his face: "My son, my son."

Liu Jie blinked and looked at his father, his eyes turned into joy. He stared at his father, as if he wanted to raise his hand.

But then, he looked worried again.

Parents are here, if you don't travel far, you must travel well.

Of course, he thought that he was doing the right thing by going to Huangjinzhou, but thinking of his father who was thousands of miles away, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. At the beginning, he left his father without hesitation.

"Rest well, rest well, don't think about anything, just rest well." Liu Jian wanted to get close, but was afraid of consuming too much Liu Jie's energy, and he couldn't help asking repeatedly while being pleasantly surprised.

Liu Jie nodded.

But...he seemed to want to open his mouth, so Liu Jian leaned his head over and aimed at Liu Jie.

Liu Jie opened his mouth with difficulty, breathed heavily, and tried his best to whisper: "Father...Father..."

Liu Jian burst into tears, no matter whether he could hear clearly or not, he kept nodding.

Liu Jie continued: "Please tell Shigong... Tell Shigong..."

Liu Jian's face was startled, and his expression was a little stiff. Hearing this, his heart felt a little cold.

Liu Jie continued: "Tell him, my son has not humiliated the lintel, and my son... has not failed the teachings of his master and mentor... All the disciples of Xishan Academy... in the Golden Continent... in the Golden Continent, there is no one... escaped, not a single one People...every one of them...whether living or dead, they're all...good."

Liu Jian's eyes were already tearing up. He wanted to say something, but held back, and then nodded desperately: "I know, I know, you should cultivate well, cultivate well, and be well, son, what are you eating?" Mihun... no, son, I am proud of you as a father."

Fang Jifan was on the side, eagerly said: "What did Liu Jie say, what did he say?"

Liu Jian really didn't want to talk to Fang Jifan at this moment, he just grabbed Liu Jie's hand and cried bitterly again.

In the silkworm room, there was both joy and sorrow, and a group of people cried and laughed.

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