Reinvigorate Fugang

The so-called famous doctor is just a little old man that His Royal Highness Cheng Wang found from the people. It is said that his ancestors belonged to the imperial hospital. Later, he was kicked out of the palace for some reason, and finally hid in the countryside to treat ordinary people. A lot of medical books were compiled into volumes after leaving the palace, and taught to future generations. Fortunately, the children and grandchildren are also up to date, practicing medicine for generations, and he didn't waste his hard work.

The old man also has a big temper, he was dragged into the palace inexplicably, and he was getting older, so it was unbearable to be dragged away for a while, so he felt the pulse of Emperor Shengde with a dark face all the time, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang was shocked Trembling, others don't know, how can he not know, the old man's stinky face suddenly became unbelievable, and he withdrew his hand tremblingly, as if he was frightened.

"Doctor Wang, how is Your Majesty?" His Royal Highness Cheng Wang hurriedly asked seeing the old man's complexion.But don't let it be a poison that can't be cured.

"My lord, do you still remember the little old man's family background?" The old man sighed, and stuffed his hands into his sleeves, "There was an ancestor's motto in the little old man's family: 'Do not enter the imperial family'?"

King Cheng blinked in confusion, so what, didn't he also enter his mansion now?As soon as Emperor Shengde heard this, he knew that he had something to say, and smiled generously, "Doctor Wang, please don't violate the family precepts for me, Xiao Jiu, don't be too hard on others, and don't leave him behind after you leave the palace." Detained in the mansion, send him back to his original place, or help him open a medical clinic in the capital."

"Brother Huang!" Cheng Wang was in a hurry, what's going on!The old Wangtou stayed well in his own mansion, why did he mention the ancestral training after giving the emperor a pulse, "Old Wangtou, how important is your family's ancestral training that you refuse to give it to me?" Your Majesty treats illnesses, do you know that the ones sitting in front of you are not the ordinary concubines from my palace, but the king of Jiahe today, and the heaven of the common people!"

The old man's body shook, but he still stubbornly said nothing, "You... come here, give me this..." King Cheng was short-tempered, and wanted to pull him down and chop him up on the spot .

"Old Ninth, don't mess around!" Emperor Sheng De lowered his face, the ancestor's precepts cannot be violated, doesn't he know?

Unwillingly, King Cheng stopped his mouth, and shot fierce eyes straight at the trembling old Wang's head, almost killing him with his eyes.

Su Ming sighed in his heart, this hope is gone, he stretched out his hand to support the old Wang's head, unexpectedly he knelt down suddenly, "Your Majesty, it's not that the little old man doesn't want to be treated, it's true, it's true Yes... the ancestors of the little old man were kicked out of the palace because of this secret medicine!"

The ancestor of the old Wangtou was an imperial physician during the period of the □□ Emperor. It was the □Emperor’s favorite concubine, Lin Shi, who suddenly got a disease, and fell asleep almost all day long, and finally died in his sleep.Doctor Wang is a hot-blooded young man who has just entered the Imperial Hospital. He is not very clear about the twists and turns in the palace. He didn't want to intervene, but he was young and didn't know how to look at people's faces, so he started to investigate excitedly. As he expected, Lin was poisoned by a poison called "Dreamland", which is a chronic poison. At the beginning, the poisoned person feels nothing. After a few years, the poisoned person will gradually become lethargic, gradually prolong the sleep time, and finally fall asleep and never wake up again.The person who poisoned it can be said to have sinister intentions, but he can persist for such a long time.Doctor Wang sighed and sorted out the materials at hand, but he didn't know that his every move was already known. That night, Doctor Wang's family was slaughtered, and Doctor Wang passed out early because he was lucky. The killer just left him in a mass grave, and he survived.

Doctor Wang, who was picked up by the old man who picked up garbage, woke up in tears. He knew that it was his own enthusiasm that caused the whole family to suffer. Disappointed, he hid in the countryside and became the only one in the village. Doctor, with his own memory, he recorded the contents of the precious medical skills he saw in the imperial hospital, passed them on to the next generation, and established the ancestral motto of "not to enter the imperial family".

Old Wang told the story of his ancestors with tears streaming down his head, took out the medicine box that he had accompanied him for decades, stroked its shiny coat with special care, then took out a pen and paper from it, and wrote down The prescription said, "Your Majesty, the little old man is useless. I can't find an antidote for this medicine. I have only developed a medicine that can suppress its medicinal properties. If you take the medicine three times a month, your Majesty will not have to worry." He raised the medicine box that he had cherished for most of his life, and was about to smash it.

It's a pity that His Royal Highness Cheng Wang was one step ahead of him and took the medicine box away. He said with a playful smile, "Old Wang, we didn't let you into the imperial hospital, so why did you smash it? It was only a certain doctor in Beijing who came to see you today." It’s just a rich businessman, why should you be nervous. What’s more, are you willing to not develop an antidote for this medicine?”

Cheng Wang's words sounded like a plant of extremely precious medicinal herbs in the old Wang's ears, which made him feel itchy, "This..."

King Cheng knew that he still cared about the family's ancestral precepts, "We don't need you to enter the palace. This king will pay you to open a medical clinic for you. You can study in the medical clinic. If you research it, it will be the glory of the ancestors." thing."

The old Wang thought about the reluctance of his elders for the antidote before they passed away. He vowed to develop an antidote when he was a child, but he was really unwilling to develop a prescription to suppress it. Said it was a temptation, he struggled a bit, took the medicine box handed over by King Cheng, and agreed.

Emperor Shengde saw his younger brother's proud expression after the scheme was successful, and wanted to beat him up like he did when he was a child. Although his younger brother was doing it for his own good, this expression really deserved a beating!

In this way, only a few people knew about Emperor Shengde's poisoning, and Zhao Huaijin and An Qi were kicked out of Qihui Palace early, even fewer people knew about it.It was night, An Yi handed An Qi a letter, which was said to be written by Emperor Shengde to Xie Muqing's family, An Yi's tone was very serious, as if it contained something extraordinary, An Qi was taken aback by him In a daze, he pressed Xin tightly in his arms, and never left his body even when he was sleeping. It wasn't until An Liu told him that His Highness cried and laughed while reading the family letter His Majesty gave him, that he knew that An Liu, who had been so serious all along One can also deceive people, but that's all for later.

In the early morning of the next day, An Qi and the grain truck behind were waiting at the gate of the Zhao residence. It wasn't that they refused to leave, it was because Mrs. Zhao was too difficult to deal with, and they had already dragged Mr. Zhao to talk about it for almost a quarter of an hour. I'm still talking about it, it's not that Anqi didn't remind me secretly, but Mrs. Zhao said: Don't your parents care about you so much when you go out?I poked it back.

Zhao Huaijin cast an apologetic glance at him, Anqi smiled generously, it's no big deal, he was an orphan a long time ago, it's normal to not have the care of his parents, but he has his brothers and his good master, Nothing to mind.

Ignoring a large part of Mrs. Zhao's resentment towards Emperor Shengde, the beginning of this long-distance "journey" is still very pleasant.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Huaijin and his party returned to the Great Northwest.

When the grain truck was approaching the gate of the city, the cheers erupted from the black crowd made their hearts tremble. This is the feeling of being trusted and supported by the people. Overpassing the people, Zhao Huaijin raised her head slightly and saw Fenghua on the wall The peerless person, he hooked his lips and smiled, but he missed him so much after he was separated from Qiyao, what should he do when he arrives.

The people cheered and welcomed the grain-pressing team into the city, and after they settled the grain properly, they surrounded them to a place in the city where they temporarily set up camp, where Xie Muqing was waiting for them.

"It's a good thing that my subordinates didn't disgrace their fate." An Qi knelt down on one knee, took out from his bosom the letter written to him by Emperor Sheng De, and respectfully presented it.Xie Muqing took it with a smile, helped An Qi up personally, and called An Liu to let him take the slightly tired An Qi to rest.

Not far away, Zhao Huaijin came towards him, "Ah Qing, I'm back." With a smile on his lips and warm eyes, he was such a good man in troubled times.

Xie Muqing looked at him, his nose was slightly sore. These few days, he had been thinking about this man crazily, and his heart ached when he thought about him. When he heard the news that he was coming today, he ran to the gate of the city early in the morning to wait. The purpose is to be the first to see him. After all, seeing him from a distance is not as clear as seeing him up close. In just a few days, his face has become thinner, and it will not be easy to make it round again.Xie Muqing thought angrily.

"Ah Qing, I'm back." The man repeated.

Xie Muqing couldn't bear the impulse in his heart anymore, and threw himself into Zhao Huaijin's arms, took a deep breath, and absorbed his scent, the elegant orchid fragrance made him intoxicated.

Zhao Huaijin restrained herself from embracing Xie Muqing's hands, moved her hands to the top of Xie Muqing's head, and stroked down his soft hair, "What's the matter, did you encounter any trouble?" The tone was gentle, as if coaxing a child, But Xie Muqing was annoyed for no reason, it turned out that he just treated me like a child!

He suddenly raised his head from the other party's arms, "No, who dares to trouble Gu! Gu is the prince!" Zhao Huaijin was amused by that arrogant little expression, wishing to rub his hair fiercely.

Xie Muqing gathered all the chefs in the city, prepared some good wine and food for the soldiers who pressed the grain, and welcomed them well. The people in the city were also very grateful to them, and invited the troupe to perform for them.The soldiers were a group of rough men. They used to work hard on the battlefield. They were straight-forward in what they said and did. As long as Xie Muqing thanked them so graciously, he also regarded this kind-hearted little prince who had been smiling all the time as one of his own. Drink two bowls of wine Belly, there is no scruples.

The author has something to say:

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Zhao Huaijin: Ah Qing, we haven't seen each other for almost a week, I think your heart hurts thinking about it.

Xie Muqing: Ayu, I miss you too, it's all because of the damned author! ε=向ε=向ε=向ε=向ε=(o`ω′)ノ

Author Jun:. . . . . . O__O"...

Xie Muqing: The attitude of admitting mistakes is not sincere!How dare you be speechless!Someone, pull it down and peel her skin!

In a certain month of a certain year, the scarecrow wearing the author's skin was crying mournfully.

First of all, I would like to apologize in advance, the recent cold air in the south, the author rushed to the street without paying attention, and my mind was completely awake yesterday, please pay attention to your body, and don’t go to the hospital again like the author. The nurse sister exchanged feelings. . . . . . o(≧mouth≦)o

PS: Let’s have some broth tomorrow to warm up (*^__^*)