Let's also say that Shuangxi suffered a small injury on his neck. Applying some high-quality Yunnan Baiyao to stop the bleeding and seal the mouth would not be a problem. Emperor Kangxi sympathized with Shuangxi for being frightened, and specifically ordered Manager Gu to ask him to recuperate for a few days, and then return to duty when he was well.
"However, Shuangxi also has a restless nature, because several of his close friends are on errands these days, and he sits alone in the room without talking. Shuangxi tied a brocade collar around his neck and went to chat with the eunuchs of the Communication Department.
Shuangxi was proudly bragging about his wonderful battle of wits and courage with the assassin. A bunch of idle boys were dumbfounded, knowing that there was also a peerless hero in the Qianqing Palace.
Unexpectedly, just when he was talking about being amused, Wei Baoer walked over, glanced at Shuangxi and then smiled:
"Where did a magpie come from, dressed up in a fancy way, but not recruiting people?"
Shuang Xi was immediately angry, because this brocade scarf was worth a lot of money, and the red, green, and blue colors were really eye-catching. Shuang Xi took advantage of the credit and specially turned it out and tied it around his neck to show off, but he was laughed at and looked like a flower. Hairy magpie.
Shuangxi murmured and opened the wound on Yunjin's collar and looked at the others. The soft-hearted eunuch sighed, Shuangxi's encounter was indeed extremely dangerous. If the knife mark was just a little deeper, he would be afraid of his life. After hearing this, Shuangxi nodded in agreement, feeling that this person was her confidant.
However, Wei Baoer only smiled faintly and said lightly, "I don't know who painted such a light line" Then he twisted his waist and walked away.
This understatement provoked others to look at Shuangxi, inevitably carrying a bit of suspicion. Finally, Shuangxi was so angry that his chest felt tight and he was about to vomit blood.
Shuangxi couldn¡¯t really go up and break up with Wei Baoer, because he and his brother Wei Zhuer were also people the emperor needed. Any celebration of the three festivals is indispensable without their family's play, and since he can rely on his face, voice, and figure to make a living, no one dares to move up and down in his face.
Shuangxi felt idle and couldn't wait any longer, so he told Mr. Gu that he wanted to work as an errand. His master didn't care about Shuangxi's awkwardness, he was willing to work diligently and persist in working even though he was injured. The boss was always satisfied.
When I was on duty at Double Happiness, I refused to wear the colorful brocade and replaced it with a white plain cloth one. But he didn't expect Emperor Kangxi to come to work without a day off because he saw Shuang Xi. He felt a little worried and looked at him a few times. He couldn't help but laugh, but Shuang Xi was so embarrassed. Kangxi was very afraid that Shuangxi would misunderstand him, so when he went to the clean room to change, he quietly explained that Shuangxi was wearing a white scarf, but his appearance was similar to that of those little nobles.
Kangxi didn¡¯t say much more about what happened later. It turns out that the little masters usually wear a strip of plain white brocade in front of their lapels, and Shuangxi had a green face when he was a boy. From a distance, he looked like a little girl, and she looked very much like her.
Shuangxi didn¡¯t dare to tie the white cloth anymore. White was more eye-catching than colorful ones, and he was with the emperor. When Sishi followed Kangxi to the Cining Palace to pay his respects, he glanced at a few young nobles in spring shirts and Chang Zai's clothes, and Shuangxi's temples started to sweat again.
Fortunately, Kangxi also knew what the eunuchs were thinking, and most of them cherished their money and body, so he ordered Manager Gu to reward Double Happiness silver coins generously according to the rules. He also asked the imperial doctor who was familiar with the eunuch hospital to teach him a prescription, which he said was effective in removing scars from swords and arrows. Apply it for a few more days and it will be back to normal.
Shuangxi applied medicine diligently, and when the wound on his neck completely disappeared, he felt a little melancholy again. It seemed as if the previous time was just a dream and a thrill was in vain. Shuangxi couldn't help but dig out his purse from his small box and look at the exquisite and delicate little gold ingot made by the government with the words "Da Nei Gong Ji" written on it. He touched it several times before he felt at ease. It's better to commemorate this. It won't break even if it's broken, and it won't be exchanged for gold.
Later, Shuangxi passed the gold ingot to Gan'er's grandson.
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