Sick beauty is the national teacher

The next day, Luo Wuchen took Liao Shi to the Imperial Hospital to get medicine, and heard about yesterday's incident on the way.

Yesterday, after their young master left, the emperor announced the crown prince. The prince came in high spirits, but returned in disappointment. It was rumored that the emperor was very angry last night, and the prince was very angry again after returning.

But at this time, in Zhaolai Palace, the crown prince hadn't slept all night. He was scolded by the emperor yesterday, and even asked if he wished for his early death so that he could inherit the throne.

If so, he immediately cut off his crown prince.

For Luo Wuchen, the emperor treated him like this.

Song Che was angry all night, and that night he went out of the palace to find the counselors he kept outside the palace. The counselors dissuaded him in due course and offered advice, otherwise Song Che's anger would not have subsided.

Liao Shi took the medicine, and a dropout from Tai Hospital helped him to send him back to the Liuli Palace. Hearing the rumors along the way, he felt a little worried.

"Lord Liaoshi, can I see Doctor Luo?" Fang Qiutan, the dropout, looked at Liaoshi with glowing eyes.

Fang Qiutan was elegant and thin, wearing a cyan gown of an imperial hospital dropout, holding several boxes of herbs in his arms, he could hardly see his head unless he turned his head out of the boxes.

But their young master really wanted a lot of medicine this time. When he took the medicine away, the people in Tai Hospital felt heartache as if their young master had peeled off a layer of skin.

"This depends on the meaning of our national teacher."

Fang Qiu sighed and his face immediately collapsed upon hearing this.

However, he quickly regained his energy and said, "Thank you, Master Liaoshi."

Liao Shi took him to the Liuli Palace. In the Liuli Palace at this time, Qing Dai was dancing swords, and Luo Wuchen was sitting on a stone table beside him drinking tea and playing chess. When they reached the gate of the hall, they heard Qing Dai pestering Luo Wuchen and acting like a baby : "Master, you haven't played the piano for a long time, you play the piano, I dance the sword, okay?"

Liao Shi: He knew that Qing Dai was dishonest when he left for a while, where is this?The imperial palace is not the Aofeng Mountain, so Qingdai can mess around?

"Qingdai!" Liao Shi shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, Qing Dai was holding a sword behind her back with one hand, and was dangling Luo Wuchen's wide sleeve robe with the other.

Fang Qiutan was taken aback by the scene in the courtyard. He had never seen such a master and servant. Whether it was before or after he entered the palace, the master and servant of other people's houses were always clearly distinguished, and they must not exceed half a step.

When he saw Luo Wuchen, his eyes fixed on Luo Wuchen.

I saw Luo Wuchen wearing a plain white robe, the white robe was spotless, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Qingdai softly, and when he heard the voice, his peach eyes swept lightly towards the door.

Seeing his gaze sweeping over, Fang Qiu sighed, lowered her head politely, and said to herself: So Miracle Doctor Luo is so young, he looks only a few years older than him, only about eighteen years old.

"My lord," Liao Shi led Fang Qiutan to Luo Wuchen's side, "Here are the herbs."

Liao Shi did not introduce Fang Qiutan to Luo Wuchen.

Luo Wuchen saw a young man whose whole body was blocked by the medicine box, with his forehead firmly pressed against the medicine box that was higher than his height, and slightly bowed: "I have seen Master Guoshi."

His voice trembled slightly, with obvious tension.

"Is this someone from Tai Hospital?" Luo Wuchen asked knowingly.

"Yes, he is a dropout from the Imperial Hospital." Liao Shi said, "Fang Qiutan."

"Oh." Luo Wuchen didn't react too much. Hearing the voice, Fang Qiutan was terribly nervous. The dropouts in their hospital all admired Luo Wuchen. They were not a few years older than them, but they already had medical skills. His reputation soared, and even the emperor favored him immensely.

"Let's put it in the house, and let Hermit Liu take some to make alchemy later."

Fang Qiutan listened to that gentle voice, his legs were trembling, people in their Taiyuan Hospital were saying that Luo Wuchen was arrogant and arrogant when he was young, and he was a benevolent doctor.

Even so, Fang Qiutan and his group of dropouts didn't take it seriously. After all, they stayed in the palace for a long time, so there were some rumors, that is, rumors.

What's more, they didn't believe Luo Wuchen, who already had a full filter.

When I saw her today, I felt that the doctors in the imperial hospital were spreading rumors.

Liao Shi didn't speak, and led Fang Qiutan into the hall.

Putting down the medicine box, Fang Qiutan turned around, and saw Luo Wuchen leading Qingdai into the door, and he hastily brushed his body to salute.

"Doctor Fang has worked hard." Luo Wuchen nodded slightly at him, Qingdai: He knew what his son was going to do when he saw their son being so polite to others, he covered his wallet tightly, and said yesterday that he would not be so flamboyant again Money, their young master threw money away again today.

"No hard work, no hard work, this is the job of a corporal." Fang Qiutan waved his hands again and again, and Doctor Luo called him a doctor, which really thinks highly of him, and he hasn't prescribed a single prescription yet.

Liao Shi took out a few taels of silver from the purse, broke Fang Qiutan's tightly clenched hand, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, you can take it if you give it to you."

Fang Qiu sighed that his strength was no match for a martial arts practitioner, and he was forced into a piece of silver.

"My lord, I... I... I..." Fang Qiutan was so nervous that he couldn't speak. This money was more than his monthly salary, so he really didn't dare to take it.

Fang Qiutan has always been honest, it took a lot of effort from his parents to send him to the imperial hospital, the monthly salary is not enough for his parents to help him, and he has to pay for it.

His family is not rich, it was because one of his relatives was working under General Tantai that he got admitted to Tai Hospital by chance, his parents have been waiting for him to become famous.

"Take it!" Qing Dai crossed her arms and sighed at Fang Qiu, who was as frightened as a little chicken. It was the first time she saw someone as timid as a chicken head. Except when they were listening to Feng Lou, their young master was scary. But gentle and easy to speak.

Is this man blind?

Fang Qiutan's life in Tai Hospital has been trembling. It's good if others don't collect money from him. When did he ever take other people's money.

He clenched his hands slightly, and suddenly knelt down towards Luo Wuchen, "Thank you, Master Guoshi."

Liao Shi helped him up, and Luo Wuchen signaled him to help him out.

Qingdai stepped forward to support Fang Qiutan's other side, and said disgustedly: "I'm afraid your legs will be weak and you won't be able to get out of the Liuli Palace, so I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you, thank you." Fang Qiutan's legs were really weak, and he put him at the entrance of the hall. Qingdai clapped her hands like she was throwing trash, which made Fang Qiutan's face turn red quickly.

He knows that he is timid, and he is often ridiculed for being timid, but being ridiculed by people around Luo Wuchen is different.

"Liao Shi, do you still have to fight him back to the Imperial Hospital?" Qing Dai leaned against the door, disgusted.

"No, no," Fang Qiutan tried his best to remain calm, "I can walk, I can walk, thank you two adults." He bowed his hands.

"Hmph." Qing Dai turned and left without giving any face.

"Be careful on the road."

"Yes, my lord."

When the two went in, Fang Qiutan returned Cheng Zuoyi's gesture, until he could no longer see his back, Fang Qiutan straightened up, and carefully stuffed the silver into his sleeve pocket.

Inside the hall.

"My lord, what money do you give a dropout?" Qing Dai was puzzled, even though it was only ten taels, it was still money, and that's not how money was spent.

"Didn't I tell you to go to the Tai Hospital?" Luo Wuchen sat at the table drinking tea, blowing the foam off his face.

"I checked." Except for the civil and military officials and the officials of the city defense department, Luo Wuchen watched them focus on the Tai Hospital, but there were so many people, how could he remember.

Liao Shi: He thinks Qingdai's memory is hopeless.

In the past when they were young, Qing Dai beat up a person from Xueyue Pavilion in Jianghu. They were drinking tea in a teahouse, and he came to take revenge. Qing Dai didn't remember that she had beaten such a person, so she beat him again After a meal, goodbye, he still doesn't remember what he looks like.

The organization of Xueyue Pavilion is similar to that of Tingfenglou, but they have always received more assassination business, while Tingfenglou mainly sells news.

Liao Shi did remember Fang Qiutan, but his actions were too few, only one line: his family was poor, he was timid but kind.

I don't know what their young master came up with with this line of words.

"Fang Qiutan's family is poor, honest and timid, what do you think such a person can do in the imperial hospital?" Luo Wuchen put down the teacup, looked at Qingdai and Liaoshi.

"What is your son's plan?" Liao Shi immediately thought of the rumors that came from the palace after they entered the palace.

Luo Wuchen was arrogant and arrogant at a young age, he climbed the dragon and attached the phoenix, pretending to be a benevolent doctor.

Luo Wuchen looked at Qingdai.

Qing Dai scratched the back of her head, she couldn't tell that such a person had blood on their hands.

"Qingdai," Luo Wuchen said in a low voice, "The palace is no better than the outside, and you can't be safe without being careful."

Qingdai's temperament is only suitable for the Jianghu, but if he insists on following her into the palace, then this temperament really needs to be changed.

Qing Dai heard that Luo Wuchen was worried about him, and immediately knelt down cautiously, "Young Master, Qing Dai understands, so Young Master is planning to start with the gangsters of the Imperial Hospital?"

"If the Imperial Hospital doesn't have one of my own, it will be inconvenient for me to do things after all." All the medicines used by Luo Wuchen have to pass the examination of the Imperial Hospital. Although the emperor has concerns about him at present, the lifeblood is in his hands, even so, unless the emperor wants to Death, otherwise it is impossible to do anything to him.

Although Luo Wuchen has the emperor's Buddha photo at present, he is on the verge of decline. He wants to quickly build up his own power in the palace, and he doesn't plan to start from a hard bone.For persimmons, it is better to pick the soft ones first.

Qing Dai finally understood, "So Young Master is throwing money at people now?"

"Why take a detour when you can do something well with money?" Liao Shi looked at Qing Dai suspiciously.

Qing Dai: He felt that his wallet would be empty one day, and he was listless as if his soul had been ripped out.

Although Tingfeng Building makes money, how long can it be spread like this.

In Qingdai's mind, she quickly guessed how much money was left in their young master's treasury.

I don't know, I was taken aback.

Tingfenglou's industries spread all over the entire Yong Kingdom, and they were involved in all kinds of industries. He discovered a very cruel fact.

Just thinking about property, he felt that his son's money might be far more than the national treasury, but his son was still collecting money from the emperor's treasury.

Qingdai: He watched Luo Wuchen lightly cook tea, and pursed his lips.

"Understood?" Luo Wuchen laughed.

Qing Dai shook her head, then he said: "My lord, how much money do you have?"

They can also spend the money in the son's treasury at will, and they put it in every year, but they have never seen the money in it come out.

Luo Wuchen glanced at him, "Aren't you in charge?"

Qingdai: He never thought about it at all, did he?Anyway, he thought he could kill a whole city.