Brother Donggong

Jiang Xiaohou shook his fan, took two steps on the steps, he still looked quite romantic, he seemed to want to imitate the royal aristocratic style of the third prince, but to be honest, if the emperor's appearance is full of style, old man Three talents have learned [-]%, Jiang Xiaohou is even more unsightly.

Jiang Xiaohou said with his hands behind his back, "I have heard for a long time that Lord Qi has iron teeth and copper teeth, but seeing him today, the rumors are indeed true."

I cupped my hands, "Little Hou Ye is flattering. Besides, I am a grassroots man, and I am no longer a prince. But the little Hou Ye is as delicate as a flower bone in the morning. Tell me, what do you want to do here?" ?”

Jiang Xiaohou came down from the steps, "Two days ago in Zhuxian Town, Jiang was blind. I don't know if you and your wife drove here, so I offended you."

I was happy, "It's easy to say. The young master came here to apologize. The ceremony is too heavy, but I can't afford it. If you have nothing to do, please come back. This is just a meal, and I will not keep you and you My brothers have eaten. It’s not what it used to be, and I can’t afford to keep it. There are too many of you and you eat too much. I don’t have that much money.”

The young master walked up to me, closed his fan, and said, "Of course I will leave. But before I leave, I have to ask the prince to hand over that person."

Me, "Don't scold me, I'll tell you, I'm a grass man now, where the sky is bright and white, where did the prince come from?" I waved my hand, "Listen up, people in the yard, if you want to continue working here Yes, just send the young master’s men away respectfully, and then we will close the door and lock up, drink and eat meat. If you don’t want to do it, just leave, and I will ask Cui Bicheng to calculate the wages later. We are not guilty, and we will count three more Coming out in a month is considered a happy New Year's day. Young Master, although my place is not a prince's mansion, it's not like a random guy who walks in and catches people away. You can go, don't send them away."

I turned around to leave, but Jiang Xiaohou stretched out his fan to stop me.

Jiang Xiaohou, "Okay, Mr. Zhao, let me show the horses and horses, and tell the truth. There is a man hidden in your mansion, and he is the man who is ordered to assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince. You hand him over, and I will leave right away."

I turned my head and said, "Who, who did you listen to. Who is this, who is this in broad daylight? Such nonsense, isn't this a bad person! I don't have such a person here, and I don't know."

He sneered, "You are toasting and not eating fine wine."

I also laughed, "I quit drinking, it's not too late for me to toast, and I don't even eat fine wine. Are you going?"

Jiang, "Originally His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not allowed to come to your mansion. He said, first seal off Yongjing City and search from house to house. If you can't find it, then come to you to ask. But I think, this Manyongjing City dares to hide Qin The person who is going to commit crimes, there is no other family except you, Mr. Zhao, so I rushed here. Just in time, your cook is also recruited, so you hand him over and let me do business, otherwise, the sword has no eyes, If you hurt you, you suffer, and so do I."

With a wave of his hand, the dog legs behind him were neatly fiddling with weapons. These swords, guns, swords and halberds were very lively to listen to and watch.

I took two steps back, and suddenly my back was blocked by something, and I couldn't move back. I turned around and looked down, it was Cui Bicheng's peacock-headed cane.Cui Bicheng's face was expressionless, his expression seemed vague, handsome and cold, like a picture of misty rain filled with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River.

He spoke in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

I said, "This is the young master of Huanhou Jiang's family. He heard that we have a criminal here, so he came here to ask for someone."

Cui Bicheng raised his hands to salute, the silk brocade robe was hanging down his wrists, making his fingers straight and strong with well-defined bones.

"Young Master, I'm in Xia Cui Bicheng."

His voice was as hard as his fingers. "Little Marquis, if you have the official document of the six-door sea arrest, please take it out, if not, please return."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture that made people feel uncomfortable.

He's actually quite chic.

Jiang smiled and said, "Treasurer Cui, this is not what it used to be. Now is not the time for you to work in the manufacturing bureau. At that time, you were in charge of half of the Zheng Dynasty's expenses with one hand. Who would dare to offend you? Now , You are a citizen, I am an official, what are the six gates, without their official documents, I will still arrest people. I want to see, how can you get away with harboring criminals? Come, arrest people!"

Cui Bicheng sneered, "Boy, are you playing tricks on me?! Don't say it's you, it's your father, your grandfather, who didn't dare to play tricks in front of me back then! Who do you think you are? Come on,... close the door and let the dogs go!"

As he said that, Cui Bicheng grabbed me sensitively and retreated.

Then, the garden door suddenly slammed shut, and everyone looked around, waiting for wild dogs to come from all directions. The momentum was surging, and the soldiers brought by Jiang Xiaohou saw something bad, and rushed back like a tide.

Jiang Xiaohou couldn't dodge in time, and even lost a shoe, with a bang, a bamboo spear flew over and stuck on Jiang Xiaohou's silk shoe, and the shoe immediately snapped and broke.

When several soldiers saw it, they yelled in terror, "Poisonous, poisonous!"

Before the words fell, people's legs became more joyful.

I looked at Old Cui in surprise, "This, this thing, how did you fix it?"

He gritted his teeth, "Do you think that I have been in the manufacturing bureau for more than ten years, and I always ask people to weave and make silk every day? That's what women do. I work in Qimen Dunjia, a news agency. I make some at home. Bamboo, what a joke."

Me, "This poison..."

Cui Bicheng sneered, "Poison! You don't understand anything like this wine bag rice bag, straw bag rice bucket. This is not poison at all, but urine. I sharpened the bamboo, soaked it in urine, and boiled it for seven to 49 days. When it turns black and purple, these bamboos will be firm and indomitable, haha, I am smart..."

He said, his face froze.

I was about to hurt him a few words, but suddenly felt something was wrong, I looked at him, his face looked like chicken feather soup left in the middle of the night, ugly and sour, he opened his eyes, looked down, I followed suit His eyes looked down, there were two hands on Cui Bicheng's waist, they were black and thick, they were not his own hands at all, those hands held a knife, the tip of the knife pierced into Cui Bicheng's waist, right between the wrong eyes , the knife was pulled out, Cui Bicheng's waist was bleeding profusely, and in an instant, it was already bright red.

I hugged Lao Cui, bit his sleeve with my teeth, tore off the cloth strip, and started wrapping it around his small waist, but the blood couldn't stop at all, and my fingers started to tremble.That Jiang Xiaohou over there saw it, arresting people caused death, his arrogance seemed to be splashed with cold water, and soon died down.

In the yard, there are people who are often used by Cui Bicheng's subordinates. One of them is called Cui Ying. The black hand that hurt Old Cui twisted it secretly, only to hear a scream, and easily twisted his hand tendons.

I glanced at him and said, "Catch this man, no matter what method you use, and find out who instigated it. Oh, and, when old Cui repaired this yard, did he only install these few bamboo sticks? Is there anything else?" ?"

Cui Ying said, "Yes, there are also a row of spears and some arrows."

I listened, looked back at the Jiang Xiaohou behind the crowd, and said, "Use the threshold at the foot of that pig's head in white as a boundary, and let your long spears and short arrows be aimed there, whoever dares to take a step forward, shoot the arrow!"

"It's okay, if you kill someone, I will die!"

Then I looked at him, "Also, here are two people, help me carry Lao Cui into the backyard. You stay here and take inventory of those people in the outer courtyard. Let's eat together, sleep together, and have these people around us." Planting things..." I pointed to the cook, "not practical."

Cui Bicheng was seriously injured, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely.

We carried him to the backyard, Yin Qiluo saw him and fainted.She glanced sideways and said quickly, "Let him lie down first, don't press the wound, use the wound medicine in the sandalwood box on the left to rub it on his wound, and there are some old ginseng in the cabinet, stew Thick soup, feed him, this can hang his life. When I guess the last two medicines, I will come to treat him right away."

After finishing speaking, she immediately looked at the prescription in her hand intently.

Yin Wangchuan reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at this side, a trace of unbearableness appeared in his eyes, and was immediately overwhelmed by the turbulent ferocity, and after that, there was nothing left.

He closed his eyes again.

Qiluo's herbal medicine is one of the best, greasy, like rice cakes.When this thing is applied to the wound, it can cover the wound at once, and the blood will no longer flow out.I asked someone to bring over a small stove, and started boiling ginseng outside.These ginsengs are rare treasures, complete with head, hands and feet, just like a baby. They are used to make soup, which is said to bring the dead back to life.

Cui Bicheng gritted his teeth, I grabbed his chin, forced his mouth open, poured ginseng soup spoonful by spoonful, fortunately, he didn't spit it out.

About an hour later, Yin Qiluo let out a long breath suddenly, his body softened, and he almost fell off the wooden chair.

She took the piece of paper and handed it to Cui Ying, "According to the above medicine, grab the medicine, divide it into three parts of water, and fry it gently."

"it is good."

The man took the things and left.

Yin Qiluo didn't even take a sip of water, she came to look at Cui Bicheng, she applied two layers of medicine on old Cui's wound, then suddenly raised her head and said to me, "If he hurt his leg, I can sew such a big wound, but If the injury is here, I am afraid there is only one person in the world who can heal him."

I quickly asked, "Who?"

Qi Luo, "The doctor of the Imperial Hospital, Lin Ruoqian."

I hesitated, "I want to enter the palace. In the current situation, if I enter, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out..." I touched Cui Bicheng's pale skin with my palm, and thought to myself, the two things that old Cui is most proud of in his life are one It is the wealth of the country, and the love affair on the couch.If this really hurt his waist, how could he be able to rule over his gums in the future?

And look at his rare weakness, cold, with a layer of sweat on his face, I feel pain when I touch the sweat, it hurts my hands.

Then nodded, "Yes, for him, I will go to the palace."

Qi Luo shook her head, "There is not an hour when people come and go. Mr. Cui's injury cannot be delayed any longer."

I was cruel, "Okay, it's a blessing or a curse, it's fate! I brought him into the palace, my mother is in the palace, and the emperor is also there... Even if you don't look at the merits, you also look at the hard work, the emperor will not let him go. "