Nanfei

But old doctor Tang returned home with an expression as if the sky had fallen, and closed the door tightly, ignoring the caring and inquiring eyes of the whole family, and strictly ordered no one to come in to disturb him. He couldn't eat or sleep until the next day, when the dawn gradually rose, he raised his bloodshot eyes, wiped his old face vigorously, and then called someone to wash up, and hurried to the palace.

The young and old of the unknown family also couldn't sleep at night, with a heart hanging, anxious, and prejudiced against the parties, so they had to suppress their worries and busy with family affairs.

The stars in the sky were twinkling, and the embarrassing old doctor Tang couldn't delay for a moment. He arrived at the imperial hospital early in the morning and personally brought out all the medical records about the concubines in the harem. Looking through them carefully, his old eyes were dazzled and dizzy Still didn't see the clue.

The main duty of the Imperial Hospital is to serve the empress dowager and concubines in the harem. They ask for pulse once every ten days. The records are neat and tidy, and there is no sign of any concubine being pregnant recently.

He claimed that he had seen all the concubines with high status around the emperor, even if he couldn't match all the names, he didn't even have the slightest impression of such a concubine who had such a wicked look yesterday.

At this time, the imperial physicians, imperial physicians, and apprentice doctors from the imperial hospital arrived one after another. They were startled by the old imperial physician Tang's look of mourning and concubine. He opened his mouth and asked everyone if they had recently sent the harem master's pulse to see if they found any concubine who was lucky to be pregnant with dragon descendants.

Everyone shook their heads blankly, but each had their own calculations in their hearts.

The old doctor Tang thought about it for a while, and saw that the confusion in everyone's eyes did not seem to be fake, so he twirled his beard and asked them to go on their own errands.

Tang Chao, the grandson of the old imperial doctor Tang, was also working in the imperial hospital. Finally, he caught a gap and bent down and asked softly, "Is my grandfather still in good health? What happened? His face is so heavy, and my grandmother and father are very worried."

The old doctor Tang took a look at the long body Yuli, and he completely inherited his mantle. His grandson, who has learned superb medical skills, let out a long sigh, and patted him on the shoulder, "Take the medical kit and go with your grandfather to see His Majesty."

Tang Chao saw that his grandfather was unwilling to say more, so he stopped asking, turned around, carried the medical kit on his back, and helped his grandfather out of the hospital.

The people who were full of worries were left behind, looking at the backs of the two people who were far away in vain.

At this time, the young man who had caused a catastrophe was sleeping soundly. He still held Qi Zhan's dragon root in one hand, smacked his lips and squeezed it a few times, and there was a trace of crystal clear saliva hanging on his lips.

Qi Zhan looked at the young man who had been restless all day long, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He couldn't sleep peacefully. Waking up in the morning was already a painful thing, especially for men, who were most reluctant to tease him in the morning.

The dragon root that was about to move was throbbing vigorously, with a tendency to raise his head. Qi Zhan's face was slightly stagnant, he let out a sigh of relief, and wiped the saliva from his mouth helplessly, and moved the unruly claws away.

Qi Zhan, who was really angry yesterday, was mercilessly beaten up by Hu Tianhai's troubled Qi Yu, causing golden beans to fall all over the floor.Qi Zhan was determined to teach him a lesson so that he could remember it long, and no one prepared dinner for him.

As soon as he finished giving Cao Deyi an order, he saw the young man staring at him pitifully with tearful eyes, biting his lip and rubbing his buttocks, feeling aggrieved and sad.

In this way, Qi Zhan retreated steadily under the offensive of the teenager's tears. He not only gave him medicine, but also served him vegetables to coax him to eat.

After finally living in peace for a while, when going to bed at night, Qi Zhan was considerate of the wounded buttocks of the other party, and hugged him for sleep without any intention of being charming, but the other party took his wish as a donkey's liver and lungs, and took off his obscene clothes and trousers He leaned on him and stalked wildly, molested the dragon's body with his hands up and down, courting with passion like fire.

Qi Zhan is not an ascetic monk who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha, how can he still remember the almost invisible red palm print on his buttocks, pressing down on the extremely energetic young man and rubbing it hard.

Qi Zhan's ears were slightly hot, and he glanced at Long Gen, who was in high spirits.

He casually picked up the undergarment that was placed at the end of the dragon couch and put it on his upper body. Cao Deyi, who was separated by a door, heard a slight movement inside, and led the palace servants to gently push the door and enter.

Afterwards, Cao Deyi slapped himself fiercely, to make you sharp in hearing and eyes, quick in your hands and feet, and let you enter uninvited. He wished he could just disappear into the boundless world like a ray of breeze.

Since living together with Qi Yu, the boy's strange habit seems to have been transmitted to Qi Zhan. At first, he was a little uncomfortable going to bed. After a few days, the warm and soft jade in his arms, and the intimate contact with his skin brought him The nine-five-year-old had a different physical examination, and gradually got used to sleeping without pajamas, which made it more convenient for him to eat the boy's soft tofu from time to time.

Qi Zhan, who was wearing his trouser belt absent-mindedly, felt a gust of cold wind blowing by, exposing his slender, straight white legs to the air, and what blinded people's eyes was the sudden and eye-catching "one" in the middle. Zhu Qingtian".

"...".

When there was a lot of danger, Cao Deyi led the people to lift their feet into the door, dumbfounded, with their feet raised in the air, and the dust whisk in their hands fell to the ground. The people behind were also dumbfounded on the spot. Toiletries such as copper basins, gargling bowls, tea and water fell to the ground.

The trembling people knelt down on the ground, not daring to look at the emperor's dark face. Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, leaned out of the dragon bed with his upper body, smacked his lips, and slapped the sturdy dragon's fart rudely. , don't forget to comment: "

Good elasticity, fine and smooth meat, delicious and refreshing. "

Listening to the young man's unscrupulous words, Cao Deyi thought only of finding a place to crash him to death.

The palace people behind were even more silent, the bedroom was eerily quiet, only the slightly hoarse voice of the young man echoed.

Flattery, what is the consequence of this dragon fart?Cao Deyi didn't even dare to think about it, he just regretted that he didn't have a high fragrance today, he had worshiped all the gods and Buddhas, and he saw a scene that made his heart jump.

From then on, Cao Deyi had a good habit of worshiping temples whenever he saw them, entering every temple, and offering three pillars of incense every day before entering the Qianqing Palace.

Qi Zhan had a cold face, everyone who saw it was terrified, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Get out."

Cao Deyi was startled, and hurriedly led his people to crawl out.

Qi Yu raised his face, his eyes sparkled brightly: "You are full of energy."

Early in the morning, Qi Zhan made Qi Yu deeply understand what it means to be full of energy and what it means to be delicious and refreshing.

The only thing that didn't make him dissatisfied was the different shades of imprints on the dragon's fart.

Due to this delay, the early court hours passed, and the civil and military officials in the Jinluan Hall looked at each other in blank dismay, and the always diligent emperor was absent for the first time.

No one was in charge above, and the people below were whispering and guessing the reason for the emperor's late arrival.

Li Sanshun died suddenly and inexplicably, and the emperor gave him a rich funeral. The courtiers had heard of the grand occasion of yesterday's funeral.

What's more, he even visited the place and experienced it for a while, and only he himself knows all kinds of feelings in his heart.

The common people praised the emperor for his pure benevolence, benevolence and righteousness, his heart was wider than the sea, and his government was clear and clear, which received rave reviews for a while.

The emperor who was respected by all people earned a good reputation, and Li Sanshun was condemned one after another for his sinful crimes and was not worthy of being a servant. Accumulatively, eighteen generations of his ancestors were also scolded all over the place, which caused people's resentment to boil.

Of course, the common people did not forget to greet Mr. Zhang, the household doctor who appeared in the farce, and those who were interested even went to the household department to inquire carefully about where Mr. Zhang lived, and prepared to watch the good show as soon as possible.

Mr. Zhang, who bears the brunt, did not let them down in the slightest. Yesterday afternoon, he was shackled by the guards, shackled, and imprisoned.

A few streets away, the voices of Mr. Zhang's ghosts crying and howling wolves could be heard.

All peoples are praised in vain.

The household department became a hot topic among ministers and workers for a while.

The officials of Yushitai couldn't sit still, they were good at remonstrating the emperor's impeachment of hundreds of officials, not to mention the certainty of it.With a sneer, he fell into trouble, and was ready to add another fire. If he didn't have a meal and rushed to write a memorial with a lot of voice and emotion, he was bound to hit the court treacherous head-on.The person did not forget to greet all the officials of the household department, and he could not be pulled off the horse, and it would be good to have a bite of fresh meat.

Rao Zhou Binghai, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, secretly took advantage of the night to manage. Some diehards, as long as their names are worth their lives, oil and salt will not enter.

Even if you are the head of the emperor, it doesn't matter, in front of the emperor's father, they will scold and say whatever they want, for fear that you will be a hammer.

So today, the Yanguan Yushi stepped into the Golden Luan Hall arrogantly, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and greeted the officials of the household department with eyes like knives. Well, a rat droppings ruined a pot of soup, they were really wronged and implicated.

Anyway, the emperor hasn't come yet, so there is no place to vent his energy, and he is still idle, the eyebrow-eye lawsuit is very lively.

The old doctor Tang and his grandson just met Sheng Jia, and knelt on the ground to pay his respects: "The emperor Wan'an, can you allow me to take the pulse of your mother again?"

Qi Zhan nodded slightly, and gave him a little help: "Tang Qing is tired, I see that your complexion is not very good, go back to have a rest, he just has heart palpitations, and he is fine after taking the decoction. I have to go to the morning court, so I won't stay Ai Qing has had breakfast."

The king said so, and the old doctor Tang didn't dare to stop the emperor's holy car and delay the morning court, so he had to retreat to one side and let the holy car pass by.

Still unwilling, gritted his teeth and tried his best to save his reputation. The dignified imperial hospital was sentenced to be questioned by the emperor about his medical skills, and he couldn't bear it no matter what.

How can the simplest slippery pulse not be diagnosed? It is really a big failure in life.

The old doctor Tang was cruel, and glanced at the bewildered grandson. It was really impossible, and the grandson was still there.

The crime of ignoring the king's life is not small, but compared to Xinglin's reputation, it is not worth mentioning. Life can be lost, but the name of a doctor cannot be tarnished.

Just as he was cheering himself up, he rushed in with all his might, and the old doctor Tang, who was passing on the imperial decree to diagnose Qi Yu's pulse, didn't have time to raise his spirits and risk his life to fight for his breath, when he saw a group of people meandering out of the Qianqing Palace, and it was yesterday's death. A young man who talks nonsense.

Qi Yu stopped in his tracks, glanced at the two of them with a sleepy look, covered his lips and yawned: "Hey, isn't this old doctor Tang? What are you doing standing at the door early in the morning? I was just talking to you yesterday. Just a joke, adjust the atmosphere, and hope that the old doctor will not care about me because of my mischievous youth."

The voice was hoarse, but clear enough that no one would mistake it for a woman's voice, it was clearly the voice of a teenager.

"...".

"Forget it, forget it, I have to go to pay respects to the queen, and I will accompany the old doctor another day." Rubbing her sore and numb waist, she left angrily.

"..." The old doctor Tang stiffened all over, showing an extremely weird smile. Tang Chao didn't have the time to impress the young man's appearance. He hurriedly supported his grandfather, whose body was already tilted, and cast a strange glance at the man's back , There are only four big characters in my mind, "The evil spirit is vertical and horizontal".