[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

To ten, if you get this person, there will be a turning point. "

Empress Wu said nothing, everyone looked at this young man in his twenties, and only listened to him fascinated: "This man is unmatched in the medical field. He is a teacher, and seeing him practice medicine with his own eyes, it is no exaggeration to call his skillful hands the flesh and bones of the living dead, but he will never accept apprentices." The young man sighed, his regret was beyond words.

After talking about this bunch of nonsense and admiring it all the time, but Empress Wu didn't say anything, the young man hurriedly said: "His name is Ouyang Mingri, a young man with a weak crown, he is handsome and has cinnabar between his eyebrows, and he is born stubborn and cannot stand. Fang Inn."

Empress Wu only ordered: "Call the prince, and invite him in person!"

Xu Feng caresses the frost, the heat is steaming and poisonous, the water vapor is cold and refreshing, and the brocade clothes and silver crowns are in the clouds and mists, and the hairpins are fashionable. It is also a good time for spring in the fairyland.

It was the hottest time of the day between noon, and the case was placed in several places wrapped in ice for a few weeks. Yi Shui stood among the ice clusters, fanning the cool air towards the people sitting behind the case, watching with dissatisfaction. Murong Ziying who stood by but did nothing.

Ouyang Mingri wrote lightly and quickly, twirling his fingers with one hand to ask for divination, the ink halo is graceful but not a hexagram, Murong Ziying can't see good or bad, but Ouyang Mingri suddenly raised his head, closed the pen and hung in the air, and didn't move.

"What did Your Highness figure out?" Murong Ziying couldn't help asking.

Ouyang Mingri remained silent, as if he was frozen, looking at the chaotic ink on the paper, the tip of the pen gathered pearl-like ink droplets very slowly and with difficulty, and smashed them heavily on the white paper, the rippling black drop by drop echoed the ink outside the door. footsteps.

"Is Mr. Ouyang here?" The person outside the door asked, his figure bowing slightly.

No one in the room responded, Murong Ziying looked at the door and closed the door tightly, and retreated behind Ouyang Mingri, Yi Shui's hand shaking the fan couldn't help but stop, the inside and outside were so quiet that only the sound of dripping ink could be heard.

Ouyang Mingri suddenly dropped the pen on the table, and there was a muffled sound that hit the heart, and the ink dots splashed everywhere, staining the beautiful embroidery. He raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Since His Royal Highness ignores tomorrow's heartfelt words, why should you come to see me?" I!"

"Mr. Ouyang, don't be angry, I have something to say here, but now I have a very urgent matter, please help me." Li Xian's voice was really urgent, and he couldn't be rude, and put his hand on the door tightly and tightly.

Ouyang Mingri was entwined with the golden thread of secrets, thinking carefully but seemed to have no idea, frowned and folded the ink-spotted paper on the case twice, finally crumpled it up and threw it out, closed his eyes and said in a calm voice: "Your Highness, please Enter."

No.20 five times

The white rainbow, the red sun, and the nine-fold palace, the flying golden beasts screaming silently, the vermilion-colored painting at the gate of the palace, and the shadows sneaking into the splendid screen.

In the palace, between the folds of gauze tents, the wind lifts the silver-tasseled ink hair, the golden thread trembles slightly, condenses human speech, and the sunlight fills the room. Ouyang Mingri twists his hair on the temples, frowned, and buckles the thread to diagnose the pulse.

In the hall, only the young man from the Imperial Medical Office waited on him. Empress Wu sat in the screen to accompany Li Zhi. There were only four people in the empty hall, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

After a while, Ouyang Mingri put away the gold thread, his complexion pale as white water.

The sun was rising outside the closed palace door, and the wind was blowing with heat. Prince Xian wandered around, stopped occasionally, and hesitated again, his footsteps were soft but dull, causing the guards on both sides to look sideways.

Murong Ziying stood alone in front of the steps, the Taiji Palace between heaven and earth, with thousands of cornices and pavilions, plain clothes flying in front of the long steps, and the shadows in the sun were as small as dust.He is independent of the vast land, very conspicuous, but not too hot, Yi Shui leaned on the red pillar with folded arms, although he always wondered about Murong Ziying's behavior, he never bothered to investigate, it's not that he didn't want to, but he just couldn't figure it out.

The heavy and distant sound is like a morning bell, carrying deep red in the deep palace, the palace door is opened in a clatter, the young man pushes Ouyang Mingri out slowly, Prince Xian immediately goes up to meet him.

The prince asked anxiously, "How?"

Ouyang Mingri held the jade Xiao, cupped his hands to his forehead, looked at his shoes, bowed slowly, his temple hair fell lightly, and his golden crown bowed his head, so he put himself in a humble position, his noble aura surpassed that of the crown prince.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. When His Majesty is recuperating, I hope that His Highness can serve in front of the bed and avoid affairs in court, but..." Ouyang Mingri paused, looked up at Li Xian, and said in a weak voice, "The Empress Dowager In the front, your Highness has to keep a sense of proportion when advancing or retreating with relatives."

"Thank you, sir." Li Xian paid a salute, and then entered the gate of the palace. The young imperial doctor looked at him frequently, and finally left.

Only then did Yi Shui rush forward, grabbed the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, and with a little effort, he lifted Ouyang Mingri down the long steps smoothly, and the guards on both sides were shocked.

Shen Mu fell to the ground silently, Ouyang Mingri straightened his clothes that were wrinkled by the wind, put Yu Xiao aside, saw Murong Ziying approaching to speak, raised his index finger to his lips, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, but It was blocking his words.

Murong Ziying was embarrassed for a moment, and a person with his temperament also felt awkward for no reason, and turned around again.

Ouyang Mingri seemed a little joking and said: "I'm Zhaorong, you are my junior, you can call me Biaozi in the future."

"Zhaorong..." Murong Ziying only felt these two words entangled between her lips and teeth, bringing out an endless sense of beauty, and said softly, "Fu Mingri, the one who is manifest, accepts the world, so it is called tolerance. "

Ouyang Mingri smiled and said, "What Murong said is true."

The gentle voice is as yearning as this person, Murong Ziying turned around, he clenched his hands and said: "Tomorrow will shine brightly, all things will be equalized, benevolent and tolerant, so the name Zhaorong is indeed a heart for the world." , can Ziying meet your peers?"

Ouyang Mingri was surprised and speechless, he was sleepy in Xinghe, his peach blossom eyes full of spring water could not see any emotions, Yi Shui couldn't help but look at Murong Ziying, the pure and thorough yearning was in the ice-like eyes, without any confusion .

After a while, Ouyang Mingri raised his eyebrows, slowly stroked his fingers from the silver crown, and said: "I have been in this world for so long, so naturally I can't be counted by ordinary people, and that's okay."

A hundred generations of joys and sorrows, seeing all the world's fickleness, although Ouyang Mingri is hard to give, Murong Ziying is really doted on, and he will not lose it easily if he gets it. If the other side is not well-behaved, there will be no love, and maybe because of the liveliness of the other side, it will be more affectionate.

As a result, after returning to the inn, Ouyang Mingri's attitude towards Murong Ziying became more gentle and caring, and probably only Yi Shui remembered those inexplicable unhappiness.

Around Shen time in the afternoon, the sun is slanting towards the west, and the heat continues. There are only a few people in Nuo Da's inn, and because of the steaming hot weather, they don't feel deserted at all.

Ouyang Mingri was dispensing medicine in the room, he was in a good mood, he was in a good mood, while he was talking, he sometimes looked at Murong Ziying beside him with great interest, the love in his eyes was like spring water.

The young man was sitting on the window sill, shaking his feet leisurely, he didn't talk much, but he listened seriously and spoke seriously, because what Ouyang Mingri was talking about was the customs, customs and traditions of all ethnic groups in various places. The way of life and language, different beliefs, different etiquette, and different crowns and costumes are fascinating and eye-opening.

Murong Ziying suddenly turned her head to look downstairs, jumped down and closed the window, said with a frown, "Zhaorong, a woman is here."

"Woman?" Ouyang Mingri thought for a moment, then smiled, "Please."

Yishui opens the door to welcome guests, attendants open the way, lined up on both sides, women come in full, the walls are full of jade years, just like pear blossoms in spring, scattered and fragrant, with bright eyebrows and eyes, sensual complexion, skin like fat jade, waist like flowing Wan is indeed a rare beauty in the world.

Ouyang has seen countless beauties tomorrow, such a pleasing sight, he couldn't help but take a second look. The girl seemed shy, but she smiled generously: "My surname is Shangguan, and the small character is Wan'er. I have met Mr. Ouyang."

"So it's Mr. Shangguan, but he came to get the medicine?" Ouyang Mingri asked.

Shangguan Wan'er replied, "Exactly."

Yi Shui put the prepared things into a wooden box and presented it to Shangguan Wan'er. Ouyang said tomorrow: "The usage is also written in it. Please follow the doctor's advice and you will never lose it. If you are suspicious of the effect, I am willing to enter with Mr. Shangguan tomorrow." Palace until His Majesty recovers."

Shangguan Wan'er stared intently at Ouyang Mingri, pulled out a jade pendant from her waist, and held it to Ouyang Mingri with both hands, her eyes fluttered, and she smiled lightly: "This is given to you by His Royal Highness. , I hope we can meet each other, and I would like to invite Mr. to live in the East Palace for a while, so I can thank you."

Carved emerald jade, with turquoise and mahogany beads, and falling bright yellow tassels, the jade is moist in water, almost flowing under the sun, Ouyang took the jade pendant tomorrow, concentrated for a while, nodded and said: "Please tell your highness, my son, I will pay my respects the next day, but Your Highness, please don't be distracted by this."

"Mister must be highly valued by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Shangguan Wan'er approached a few steps, and said, "The Empress Dowager also loves you very much."

Ouyang Mingri bowed his head slightly and said: "What the young master said, I will be ashamed of receiving it tomorrow."

Shangguan Wan'er just smiled, waved back the servants, and said politely: "Your Majesty's health is important, I will take my leave now."

Ouyang Mingri nodded and ordered Yi Shui to see him off.

After Shangguan Wan'er left, Ouyang Mingri, who was originally in a happy mood, suddenly felt sad. He turned his head to see the warm wind outside the window supporting the willows, the sky was clear, and his face was indifferent.The lingering wind blew in, brushing Ouyang Mingri's crown tassel onto Murong Ziying's sleeves, as if even the pool of still water in the boy's heart had rippled, he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the silver ribbon, unwilling to part with it. open.

The not-so-big room was silent and deserted, like facing a white plate but hesitating, adding to the loneliness, the sense of uneasiness for no reason was hidden in the air, everywhere.

In the morning of the next day, the twilight was faint, the bells and dragons were singing, the mandarin ducks were cleverly hidden in the hills, the peppers were burned, and the concubines got lazy.Tens of thousands of hectares deep in the palace, the chicks are new to learning to fly.

On the small sedan chair in the neighborhood, the court officials are still sleepy