A Sword of Frost

During this period of time, in order to find the genius doctor Ghost Assassin, the hidden guards of Prince Xiao's Mansion ran around Daliang day and night, wishing they could dig up the land to have a look.I went to the northeast, the northwest, and the southwest. The rich and wealthy Jiangnan family even searched door to door, but found nothing. I didn't expect to find out the news at the door of the house, saying that it was not someone else who asked him to go. It was Yuan Yuansi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce of the North Korean Central Committee.

It's true, there is nowhere to look for when you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.

Jiang Lingfei said: "I heard that Lord Yuan's son was suffering from a serious illness, and he hadn't recovered for more than two years, so he sold the land and house of his hometown in Luzhou, and borrowed a large sum of money from relatives and friends, and then invited the genius doctor to come Wang Cheng, just entered the mansion this morning."

"Let Lao Wu prepare some good medicinal materials." Ji Yanran ordered, "Follow me to the Yuan Mansion."

Jiang Lingfei was taken aback: "Now?"

"Yes, now." Ji Yanran didn't want to delay for a moment.Most of the people in the Jianghu are nagging, and Ghost Thorn is notoriously erratic. If you wait one more night, there may be another accident in the morning-he regrets that the medicine can't be bought, and he doesn't want to take it.

Wu Suosi was dreaming of killing enemies in all directions, when suddenly someone lifted the quilt, thinking it was another accident in the barracks, sat by the bed for a long time before he realized, oh, it is the prince who wants the precious medicinal materials.

But there really isn't one in the house.

As I said before, the 300-year-old ginseng that was emptied by insects is already considered a top-notch valuable.

Jiang Lingfei turned around with his hands behind his back: "No, you are too poor, aren't you?"

"Because no one in the palace is sick." Old Wu was quite innocent.The prince is strong and strong, and he can recover by himself after being cut more than a dozen knives. The old concubine also rides a horse and practices swords all day long. for what?

Of course, if you insist on looking, you can find some. They are rewarded by the palace every year and festival. They are used to nourish yin and blood, moisten dryness and reduce fire. The skin is white, tender and smooth, and the face is beautiful-this is not suitable for visiting that servant boy!

"Never mind it." Jiang Lingfei tore off Fang Zi's "scrubs" twice, and then snapped the cover on, "Okay, I can't see it anymore."

Wu Suosi: "..."

The Feishuang Jiao galloped like lightning, stomped the ground with all four hooves in the air, and raised a cloud of smoke and dust in front of the Yuan Mansion.

The gatekeeper was cursing, wondering who was so ignorant, knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and was planning to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect that the other party would be His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, so he jumped three feet in a panic , ran in and communicated.

The front hall was brightly lit, Yuan Yuansi hurriedly fastened the buttons, lifted the curtain and entered the door, panting, "I don't know the prince is here, so I welcome you at a distance, and I hope you will forgive me."

"I came to the door in the middle of the night, because I came too recklessly." Ji Yanran pointed to the herbs on the table, "These are for your son."

Old Wu hurriedly added: "You can also give it to Lingtang."

Yuan Yuansi thanked again and again, and said anxiously: "The prince is here, but what happened in the court?"

"It's nothing." Ji Yanran said, "I just received news that the ghost doctor is currently at the residence, is there such a thing?"

"...Yes, yes." Yuan Yuansi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Your Majesty, the consultation fee paid to the Ghost Assassin Doctor was obtained from the sale of the ancestral property by the subordinate officials, and some relatives and friends also donated some money, it is definitely not corruption and bribery. Also, I really don't dare to let others know, otherwise this person will talk too much... Sigh, Zhen'er is really dying."

Ji Yanran nodded: "Don't worry, my lord, I understand."

Yuan Zhen's illness was difficult and dangerous, and everyone in the capital knew about her vomiting blood. Even Li Jing was very concerned about it, and specially gave the imperial doctor a special gift—this was originally considered a great grace, but once the imperial doctor couldn't cure her well, Grace has become a burden, so that Yuan Yuansi is as cautious as a thief even in hiring a folk genius doctor, for fear that someone with a heart will hear the news and label himself as contemptuous of the emperor's grace.

"How is your son's illness?" Ji Yanran asked.

When this topic was mentioned, Yuan Yuansi's expression became much more relaxed, and he praised the ghost thorn really well. After just a few needles in the afternoon, Yuan Zhen's appetite was increased, her complexion was rosy, and she slept better than before. .

"Is it really that powerful?" Ji Yanran hooked her fingers and called Yuan Yuansi to her, "I have an intractable disease here, and I want to consult a genius doctor. I will double the consultation fee paid by Yuan Shilang. Can I let him Come over for a talk?"

Wu Suosi had a headache when he was listening. No one can control when the prince's prodigal problem will be corrected.

Yuan Yuansi personally went to the guest room to invite the ghost doctor, and the speed was quite fast, and it didn't take long for a person to come in after lifting the curtain.

The genius doctors in the Jianghu storybooks are either white-haired or young and handsome. In short, the fairy-tale and the suave son always have to be the same, and the common people love to see them.And a middle-aged man who is thin, dark and monkey-like like a ghost doctor, with two mustaches on his mouth, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with "gods", but has nothing to do with a magic stick selling Daliwan Tens of similarities.

"His Royal Highness Xiao Wang." The other party saluted respectfully, "I don't know who wants to see a doctor?"

"The master of Fengyumen, Yun Yifeng." Ji Yanran didn't go around with him, and said bluntly, "Should the genius doctor have an impression?"

"Master Yunmen." Gui Chui nodded, "Of course, I won't forget it, but in the world...the first class in the world is so hard that even King Yama can't take it away. I have never met such a person before. "At the end, there was a trace of admiration in his tone, as if he really admired him, "It turns out that the prince wants to consult a doctor for him. I know that the poison requires blood ganoderma. With blood ganoderma, it can be cured."

After going around in circles, the blood ganoderma still couldn't escape in the end. Old Wu was silent when he heard it, and the old concubine shed tears.

Ji Yanran asked: "Except for blood ganoderma?"

"Except for the blood ganoderma, nothing else can save it." Ghost Thorn patiently explained, "Seventy or eighty kinds of the cloud master's poison melted in the blood. Ordinary medicinal materials are useless at all. You have to use blood ganoderma."

Old Wu was taken aback when he heard that, what do you mean by "seventy or eighty kinds melt in the blood"?

As a result, Ghost Thorn added another sentence: "Maybe it's not seventy or eighty kinds of poisons. It's been too long, and I can't remember clearly. It may be one hundred and seventy or eighty, or simply seven or eight hundred."

Old Wu: "..."

"I want to heal him too. I want to heal him more than anyone else in this world." Ghost Thorn was deeply annoyed, as if he regretted the cracks on his gold-lettered signboard. If the poison is not cured, half of the life is almost lost, so I dare not do it again."

Ji Yanran frowned: "Why did he get poisoned so much?"

"Alas." Ghost Thorn shook his head again and again, "At that time he was ignorant, he was self-willed and mischievous, don't talk, don't talk, so as not to lose his temper with me again, if the prince wants to know, you should ask yourself."

Ji Yanran asked again: "Where is the blood ganoderma, is there really no trace?"

"There is no record in the book." Ghost stabbed, "There is only a rumor that the blood ganoderma was born on thousands of corpses, and was irrigated by the blood of resentment. If anyone wants to get it, tsk... a narrow escape, a thousand dangers."

Wu Suosi clicked his tongue: "So evil?"

"Fight poison with poison." Ghost stabbed, "Master Yunmen's poison is still such an evil sect."

……

After coming out of Yuan Mansion, Ji Yanran didn't speak for a long time.

Wu Suosi carefully observed him for a long time before saying: "My lord, I think that genius doctor is a little pretending to be a ghost. He is a dead body and full of resentment. How can there be good medicinal herbs growing in such a place? Most likely he is talking nonsense."

"Go back first." Ji Yanran ordered, "Don't say anything about this."

Wu Suosi nodded: "Yes."

When we returned to the palace, it was almost dawn.Qingyue was guarding Yun Yifeng courtyard with her sword in her arms, when she saw Ji Yanran coming in, she bowed politely and said, "My lord, Master is adjusting his internal energy, no one can disturb him."

"Didn't you still sleep before?" Ji Yanran looked at the window worriedly, "Are you all right?"

"It's all right, just some chest tightness and shortness of breath. It's an old problem." Qingyue said, "Oh yes, the master also said that he will eat the vermicelli soup from Niwa Hutong tomorrow morning, and he will enter the palace after eating."

Ji Yanran smiled: "Okay."

Qingyue said: "Then please go back, my lord."

"It's okay, I'll sit here for a while." Ji Yanran brought a stone bench with one hand, "I'll leave after your master falls asleep."

Qingyue: "..."

This question is a bit tricky!

The house is naturally empty, no one is there.

In the guest house of the Yuan Mansion, a few medicine boys were keeping watch at night, everything was quiet, when suddenly a white shadow fell from the courtyard, everyone was startled, and they took out the poison bottle from their waist, but after seeing who it was, , but lowered their heads one after another, timidly daring not to speak.

Yun Yifeng split open the wooden door with a palm, and looked at the person at the table coldly: "What are you doing in Wangcheng?"

"Come to see Mr. Yuan's young master." Ghost Thorn signaled him to close the door, "It's just that I didn't expect that another patient came here before the patient was finished. Just now, Prince Xiao-"

Before he could finish his sentence, a shining long sword was hung across his neck. Yun Yifeng forced him to the corner, and said word by word: "You are looking for death."

"I didn't say anything." Gui Ci reassured, "I only said that the blood Ganoderma lucidum was born in the bones and filled with resentment. That's what it says in the book. I didn't lie as a teacher."

As he spoke, he slowly pushed the long sword away, and wiped the blood beads on his neck with his index finger. The two-inch long wound was healed in an instant.

"His Royal Highness Xiao Wang seems to care about you very much." Gui Chui said, "This is a good thing, maybe he can really find the blood ganoderma."

"To shut up!"

"I heard Zhu'er said that you have helped King Xiao a lot this time." Ghost Thorn pushed his flying phoenix back into the scabbard, "I was still wondering, well, why did Fengyumen get mixed up with the imperial court? It's not like your temperament, but later you figured it out. You haven't found the blood ganoderma for so many years. I'm afraid it's already at your wit's end, so you have to find a helper. The commander of Daliang's 80 soldiers and horses, in terms of ability and power, no one can compare He fits better."

Yun Yifeng gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were filled with frost: "Let your people get away from me."

Ghost Thorn sighed: "Stupid apprentice, why don't you understand, as a teacher, this is not monitoring, but missing you."