The county horse is a medicine jar

In the fourth prince's mansion, Lin Sishen could not fall asleep peacefully, she tossed and turned until early morning, and finally closed her eyes and rested for half an hour.

Originally, Mo Zhu was supposed to rest in the side room, but she was really worried, for fear that someone would harm Lin Sishen at night, so she stood guard outside the door all night.

Mo Zhu didn't ask Lin Sishen to get up until dawn, she knew that Lin Sishen couldn't sleep at night, maybe she could rest for a while after dawn, she was afraid that calling the door would disturb her sleep.

About an hour later, Mo Zhu, who was resting by the door, suddenly heard a strange bell, and she slowly raised her eyes to look at the courtyard door not far away.

As the ringing of the bell became louder and closer, several figures gradually came into Mo Zhu's eyes.

The one who walked in front was the fourth prince. He walked with his hands behind his back, followed by two people, and the group walked straight to the courtyard where Lin Sishen stayed.

Among the two people following him, one of them was a guard of the palace that Mo Zhu had seen before, and the other was an old man with a club and crutches who was dressed in a weird way and had disheveled hair. Can't see the face clearly.

But thinking about it, he should be the witch doctor that the fourth prince mentioned.

Mo Zhu frowned calmly, before they approached, he knocked lightly on the door sideways, and whispered to Lin Sishen in the room: "My lord, the fourth prince is here."

Inside the room, Lin Sishen responded vaguely, and then there was no movement.

The fourth prince got closer and closer, and he saw that he was wearing a golden crown, and he was wearing a dark black robe. There were complicated and delicate gold silk embroidery patterns on the cuffs and fronts, which made him even more noble and extraordinary.

In fact, the fourth prince's appearance is extremely handsome, his face is as tough and heroic as if cut by a knife, and his figure is slender and strong. Because of the wind and sun in the south of the Five Ridges all year round, his skin is tanned into a wheat color.

Compared with Lin Sishen and other weak jade-faced princes, the appearance of the fourth prince is more pleasing to the daughters of the city.

But Mo Zhu didn't give him a second look, his eyes kept sweeping behind him intentionally or unintentionally, sizing up the old man in different clothes.

A string of snow-white bone bells was hung on the old man's cane, and there was a slightly dull ringing sound from time to time while walking. This was the strange ringing sound Mo Zhu heard just now.

What surprised Mo Zhu the most was that this man was covered with all kinds of bulging cloth bags, and he didn't know what was in them.

A little inattentive, the fourth prince walked up to him, Mo Zhu stepped forward and bowed and said: "I have seen His Royal Highness the fourth prince."

There was a gentle smile on the fourth prince's face, he raised his hand to help, and said kindly: "Miss Mo Zhu doesn't need to be so polite, get up quickly."

After finishing speaking, the fourth prince looked at the closed door behind Mo Zhu, and asked with a smile: "Miss Mo Zhu, it's getting late, could it be that Shen'er hasn't gotten up yet, and is still sleeping soundly?"

Mo Zhu lowered his brows and looked down, and replied respectfully: "It was windy last night, Young Master was blown by the cold wind and got a bit of a headache, so he went to bed late."

"It was so."

The fourth prince suppressed his smile in an instant, frowned and said worriedly: "It's just that this king has not taken good care of him. If Shen'er suffers from the cold in my palace, how will this king explain to General Lin?"

The old man Wen who was following the fourth prince raised his head slowly, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes covered with bloodshot eyes. He looked straight at Mo Zhu who had been sizing him up secretly, and suddenly grinned.

I saw some white marks on his face with unknown powder, the teeth in his mouth were pitch black, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of ink, even his tongue was stained black, which looked quite conspicuous and terrifying.

Mo Zhu was caught off guard and was startled by him, but his expression was slightly strange, and he returned to silence in an instant.

The weird old man stepped forward unhurriedly to stand shoulder to shoulder with the fourth prince, and then said with a chuckle: "Your Highness, don't worry so much, if that lord suffers from the wind and cold, the old man only needs to light this stick of incense, and he will be able to recover." Drive away the cold and uphold the gods for that lord."

The old man's voice was hoarse and dry, like two pieces of old tree bark rubbing against each other and making a muffled sound, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.

While talking, he tremblingly took off a cloth bag from his body, pulled off the belt, took out a porcelain bottle from inside, and poured half of the incense into the palm of his hand.

Mo Zhu looked carefully, and saw that the so-called incense was no longer than the length of a thumb, and it was a strange green color, with black spots the size of sesame seeds all over it. If you looked closely, you could find that the black spots the size of sesame seeds were rubbed Pinch the worms in it.

Naturally, Mo Zhu would not let Lin Sishen try this weird incense, she lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "Your Highness is worried, the young master got up at night and took the pills prepared by the servant, so he is all right now."

The fourth prince clapped his hands and sighed: "I have long heard that Miss Mo Zhu is proficient in medical skills, and that Shen'er's ailments from childhood to adulthood were diagnosed and administered by Miss Mo Zhu, and the rumors are indeed true. "

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and said with a smile: "Sir, it seems that your incense should not be needed anymore."

"It turns out that this little girl also knows medical skills, she seems to be old and blind."

The old man took back the porcelain bottle and stuffed it into the cloth bag, staring at Mo Zhu with interest, he said these words with a smile, but his face couldn't hide his disdain.

Sure enough, after saying these words, he smiled to himself again: "Typhoid fever and headaches are minor ailments and minor disasters. Even people who are not skilled in medicine can make no mistakes in taking medicine according to the prescription. I think there should be nothing wrong with the little girl's medication." .”

Seeing many old people, the Fourth Prince frowned and looked at him with displeasure.

The old man noticed that the fourth prince's complexion was different, and soon realized that he was wrong, which made the fourth prince unhappy, and immediately his expression changed and he lowered his head silently.

But Mo Zhu didn't respond to his sarcasm, and still bowed his head respectfully, as if he didn't hear those words.

When several people were silent, Lin Sishen's cold voice suddenly came from inside the room.

"Mo Zhu has specialized in medical skills since he was a child. Although he is not well-known outside the world, he has been praised by the imperial physician in the palace. I don't know what kind of skill and reputation this old gentleman has to say such a thing."

After the words were finished, the door of the room opened, and the neatly dressed Lin Sishen appeared in front of them. Her expression was cold, and her gaze was indifferently directed towards the old man standing beside the Fourth Prince.

Seeing Lin Sishen going out, the fourth prince first smirked, then turned to look at the old man, and said in a slightly lower tone, "Mr. made a mistake in his words. He offended Miss Mo Zhu and offended Shen'er. Why don't you hurry up and apologize."

Hearing this, the old man leaned over and apologized: "I don't know Taishan with my eyes. I offended this girl and this lord. I hope that the lord will forgive the fault of the villain."

Lin Sishen seemed a little reluctant, she glanced at the old man, snorted coldly: "Sir is His Highness's distinguished guest, how dare I care about your loss."

Seeing this, the fourth prince hurriedly took a step forward, walked to Lin Sishen's side, leaned over as if coaxing a child, and coaxed softly: "Shen'er, this gentleman is a witch doctor specially invited by the king to take care of your body. Although you can't see Mount Tai, but you do have some skills, why don't you calm down and let him diagnose it for you first?"