Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 29 Mocking

   As the saying goes, people don’t fight against officials, no matter how rich you are, you are just a little chicken in front of the officials!

   Jing Zhaoyin coughed lightly, his cold eyes swept over the crowd, and paused slightly when he saw the man: "Why are you here?"

   There are many guards in the palace, but few can be remembered by him. It was only when Wu Zhuangyuan went to the government office to teach martial arts that year, and was beaten down by this guy three or two punches, and he remembered this character. But offend Wu Zhuangyuan, naturally there is no fruit to eat. In recent years, he has been doing the most laborious and thankless errands.

Without waiting for the man to reply, Chun's mother called out: "Sir! They belong to a group! He robbed the maid I bought and injured me and my subordinates! Then this little girl came to my Yihong Courtyard again. Trouble! They sang together, and they acted really well! Your lord! Your lord Qingtian! You have to decide for the grass people!"

  Jing Zhaoyin heard the fog in the clouds.

  Mother Chun reminded in a low voice, "Mannya, Madam."

   Got it!

   Jing Zhaoyin waved his whip and shouted: "Under the feet of the emperor, how can you and others despise Wang Fa? Here's someone! Tie me back to the yamen for these rioters!"

   "Who are you going to tie?"

   An understated voice sounded abruptly.

   The crowd dispersed with a clatter, automatically giving way.

   At the end of the road, Zhuge Ye stood with a cold face.

   That cold pressure almost made everyone breathless.

   Jing Zhaoyin looked back and fell to the ground in fright!

   He all fell, and the others could only kneel.

   It was Chu Qianqian, who still gave a little salute.

  Zhuge Ye completely ignored the others, just walked straight to Chu Qianqian, looked at her and asked, "Think I'm gone?"

   "Yeah." When I turned around and couldn't see him, I really thought he had returned to the manor, but who knew he had come.

   The opening remarks of the two were like old friends, which made everyone stunned for a while.

  Apart from Chu Qianqian and Jing Zhaoyin, none of them knew Zhuge Ye, but they felt that this man was really noble and handsome and should not appear in such a place. But not only did he appear, but he also stood with the woman who made trouble—

   Zhuge Ye looked at Jing Zhaoyin again: "You just said, who are you going to tie?"

   This sound was not loud, nor was he angry, as if it was just a casual question, but the majesty emanating from it was like broken ice, crushing people to tremble.

  Jing Zhaoyin murmured for a while: "Weichen...Weichen is going to tie...tie that...disobedient to the law! You wicked mother-in-law! Abducting and selling women! Forcing good people to be prostitutes!

   kicked over Mother Chun.

  Mother Chun fell to the ground and cried.

  Uuuu...Why was my mother beaten again?

   With the intervention of Zhuge Ye, the case was settled quickly.

   Jing Zhaoyin brought Mother Chun and two unlucky men back to the yamen. As for the relationship between his guards and this group of people, it is not convenient for him to ask now.

   After a few words of concern, and patted the guard on the shoulder, he got on the horse with a smile.

  But he has already gone a long way, but he still feels that something is wrong.

   After thinking about it for a long time, I didn’t understand it, and turned back to look at Yihong Court.

correct! It's the prince!

Isn't the prince    dying? Why did he appear in such a place like he was nothing?

  Who cured him?

   "You said that you cured your son's illness?" In the sandalwood-smoked room, the old man asked Yao Xi, who was kneeling below.

   Yao Xi lowered her eyes and said, "Yes."

  The old man raised his head thoughtfully: "It's no wonder that the Geng Tie of the Zhao family and the Tong family have been returned, but not yours."

   Wang Fei is a person who is very kind and righteous. If Yao Xi really has the grace to save her son, the princess will give Yao Xin a name. It's just this weak girl, when did she have such courage?

   "I didn't hear your father mention your medical skills." The old man said casually, looking down at his paralyzed legs.

Yao Xi's heart sank, and cold sweat broke out: "My father doesn't know much either, since my mother passed away, I moved to my grandfather's house. They are all doctors, so I learned some medical theory along with me. , I met an eminent monk who beg for alms, I gave him karma, and he taught me a set of acupuncture and moxibustion methods, saying...it can bring the dead back to life."

   After saying that, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

   is a guilty conscience, so I explained so much, it sounds like making a report.

  The old man looked at her and smiled: "Can you see if my leg can be cured?"

   Yao Xi's face turned pale with a swipe, her hand shook, and two drops of the hot milk tea splashed on the back of her hand, causing two blisters immediately.

  The old man grabbed her wrist and said, "Tsk, so careless! How old are you, like Yan'er's child, if she is really married into the palace, how can I rest assured?"

  Yao Xi felt chills all over from the pain, bit her lips and said, "My hand is injured. It seems that tomorrow I can only ask the imperial physician to perform needles for the prince."

  The old man nodded: "You have taught the imperial physicians how to do it. It is more appropriate for them to administer the needles. After all, you are a woman, so it is better to avoid suspicion before the big wedding."

   Yao Xin secretly sighed in relief!

   Actually, she didn't want to take the credit, but Duke Ming really terrified her. If the imperial doctor hadn't mistaken her for her benefactor in time, she would have been in the wilderness by now.

  Assassination of the prince is a death penalty!

   Breaking into the Prince’s bedroom by mistake, death penalty!

   Impersonating a benefactor, death penalty!

   Since everything is dead, why not choose one that can live longer?

   What's more, the mysterious man walked away without even pulling the needle, which shows that he doesn't really want to take this credit. What does it matter if she picked it up?

   "Master, I'm sorry, the acupuncture method I learned is not suitable for your legs." She lowered her head and said apologetically.

The    old man smiled nonchalantly: "Haha, it's okay, it's okay! Just kidding with you, don't take it seriously! I know my legs, and they won't get better in this life."

   (end of this chapter)