Rebirth of Buddhism

Fu Zhiyu waited patiently for the bowl of medicine, and it arrived as promised.

Imperial doctor Chen knew about this from Fu Zhiyu before, the master said that there was something wrong with this bowl of medicine, and when he heard it, there was really something wrong.But when he was decocting the medicine, he stared at it the whole time, that means something was wrong when the medicine was delivered.

Like last time, Fu Zhiyu didn't take a sip, and poured the bowl of medicine into his quilt. This time, he was careful and sewed a pocket in the quilt, most of the medicine flowed into the pocket, and he was caught. Saved it.

"Let's see where he has tampered with. What will happen if I really drink it?" Fu Zhiyu said, "You have to play a full set of acting."

"Aren't you going to continue the investigation?" Imperial Physician Chen was really puzzled, and asked, "This must have something to do with the incident at the ice lake last time, and it is very likely that it was done by the same person."

"It's not necessary," Fu Zhiyu said, he thought that he had checked it once, and there was no need to spend time checking it again, "Just do as I say."

Doctor Chen took off the medicine bag from the quilt, and took out another thing from his bosom.

"This is medicine dregs," Chen Taiyi said, "I have seen it just now, and this is a coincidence. Poison is not poisonous. The medicines imported by the princes have to be tested with silver needles. If they are poisonous, how can they be poisoned?" Nothing can enter your mouth.

There is a medicinal herb called Dried Vitex, which is mild and nourishing qi and nourishing blood, but it can only be used if it is less than five years old. Although the old Dried Vitex over five years is also non-toxic, the older the age, the stronger the medicinal properties. It is not suitable for the master to take now, and it has conflicting properties with other medicinal materials. Generally, the dried vetch will be cut into small pieces for use. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see the difference in age.Drink this bowl, I'm afraid you, master..."

Fu Zhiyu nodded, indicating that he knew, and asked again: "Will it cause a high fever?"

"Probably."

"Very good," Fu Zhiyu finally showed a smile on his face, "Then I will continue to 'have a high fever'."

"You?" Imperial Physician Chen was surprised, "You asked me to prepare those before, just for this?"

Fu Zhiyu smiled and said: "Of course, you are the only imperial physician right now. Even if the other imperial physicians came after receiving the order, they would have missed the most critical moment. We have enough time to prepare."

"But..." Imperial Physician Chen hesitated very much, "If you really want to do this, even if you just pretend, it will easily hurt your body, I'm afraid..."

Fu Zhiyu was also calm, and said: "It's nothing, you can give the needle."

Imperial doctor Chen still didn't dare to do it, the hand he held the golden needle for the first time was trembling.

"Does Concubine Yun Gui know about this matter?" Imperial Physician Chen continued to ask rebelliously, "If she knew, I'm afraid she would not agree."

Fu Zhiyu was not angry either, he even reached out and patted him on the shoulder as comfort: "I will tell her, so that the concubine mother won't worry any more."

Imperial physician Chen still didn't dare to do anything, he boldly asked again: "Master, why are you doing this?"

Fu Zhiyu sighed and didn't answer directly, but asked, "If you had a choice, Imperial Physician Chen, would you enter the palace?"

Imperial Physician Chen hardly thought about it, Dang even shook his head, he was from a family of imperial physicians, and from the moment he was born, he was destined to enter the palace as an imperial physician.

"Hanging the pot to help the world is a doctor. If you live in the deep palace for a long time, you are only a minister, not a doctor."

"Very good," Fu Zhiyu said, "Do as I say, I promise you will get what you want in the future."

It is better to get farther and farther away from this vortex, otherwise you will always be trapped in it and cannot get out.

Doctor Chen gritted his teeth and finally gave the needle.

The purpose of the great sacrifice was to pray for safety, but the royal family was really not peaceful this winter. The Ninth Prince said that he had passed the difficult time, but for some reason, he had a fever again and couldn't retreat.

The burning continued intermittently for more than ten days, but Fu Zhiyu returned from the temple to the palace.

"Don't act too much," Fu Zhiyu sat in the carriage returning to the palace, and wiped tears for his mother and concubine distressedly, "My eyes have been red for several days, don't hurt your body."

"Mr. Chen's injection is too harsh." Concubine Yun touched his face, lowered her voice, and worried, "There is no real problem, right? Your forehead is hot when I touch it, just like the real thing. "

Fu Zhiyu said: "It's nothing, it's just forced out by other imperial physicians during their consultation. They are all fake. If you don't do this, you can't fool them."

"You, what are you trying to do?" Concubine Yun Gui sighed, "Although it's an act, it's not good to torment people like this."

Fu Zhiyu: "It's all right, after returning to the palace, we'll just watch the dog bite the dog."

High fever is just a process, what Fu Zhiyu wants is the result.

"Now I'm a burnt-out person," Fu Zhiyu didn't want to say these things anymore, he leaned against Concubine Yun, acting like a normal teenager with his mother, "I want to eat milk cake, concubine mother."

"Don't eat it," Concubine Yun Gui knocked on his head, "Physician Chen said that you still need to drink medicine, you are not allowed to eat these."

Fu Zhiyu raised his head and looked at her. His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince has been tossing himself a lot during this time, he has lost a lot of weight, his eyes appear bigger, and when he blinks, he looks pitiful.

"I'll just give you a bite," Yun Guifei was defeated, "I'll tell Caiyan later that these things are not allowed to be made in the small kitchen recently, and it will delay the prince's health."

Because of the Ninth Prince's illness, he couldn't bear the bumpy road, so the convoy moved very slowly, but the surrounding area was well-enclosed, and no one else could disturb him.

The news is the most difficult to hide, and Fu Zhiyu didn't want to hide it at all. The Ninth Prince's brain was burned because of a high fever. The Imperial City already knew about this. The fact that his brain burned out was perhaps more dramatic than his being sick and dying.

Everyone is curious, how did His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince burn?

No one noticed that there was a person following behind the motorcade back to the palace.

Xie Ke never expected that things would turn out like this. During this period of time, he has never found a chance to meet Zhiyu again, and it is still the same now, the team is strict. With his current status and strength, it is not impossible to break through by force. But the later troubles are not what he can handle now.

After coming back for such a long time, only that night he had contact with Zhiyu, but he fell asleep and didn't even say a word. He thought it would be fine when Zhiyu got better, but things didn't develop according to his memory.

Zhiyu had clearly noticed that bowl of medicine in her previous life and escaped unscathed, why did she drink it this time?

Xie Ke still remembered the feeling of coldness all over his body when he received the news again. Since then, Longquan Temple has been under martial law again, and he can no longer enter at night. He can only see the imperial physicians coming and going in Beiyuan. Say the situation is not good.

Hearing these words, he felt as if he was falling into the memories that made him despair again, his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and his mind went blank.

Never let accidents happen again!

Xie Ke followed the convoy all the way. He didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet Yu again now, but he was extremely afraid that something would happen to him again. Until the convoy slowly entered the palace, Xie Ke stared at the vermilion palace wall for a long time, Only then turned around and left.

Not enough, he thought to himself, although it was critical and timely to choose to come back at this time, he was still too weak.

Zhiyu is the prince, it is not enough to protect him and own him openly.

Fu Zhiyu didn't know anything about it, and he didn't intend to think about Xie Ke at this time, he had to set the tone for his life first.

After he returned to the palace, he was the first to meet the emperor.

Qing Yuan Emperor Fu Qingyan is 45 years old this year, and he is still in good health. He looks like he is in his early 30s, and his appearance is suave. He has been an emperor for 20 years, and his temperament is faintly extravagant. At first glance, he is really A bit of the posture of a prosperous Mingjun.

He has a feeling for Concubine Yun that no one else can compare to. Fu Zhiyu is born like Concubine Yun, and he is intelligent, and he has been favored by Emperor Qing Yuan since he was a child.

"How did Xiao Jiu become so thin?" Emperor Qingyuan also showed a bit of distress when he saw Fu Zhiyu's face, "Father has ordered people to investigate again, and they must give an explanation."

The incident at the ice lake was still an accident, if there was a problem with the medicine, someone must have murdered the prince.

Fu Zhiyu gave Fu Rongli enough time to finish this time. Whether he can be found out by the emperor depends on his ability, but judging from this, if he can't be found out at this point in time, the chances of him being found out next time are very slim. up.

Fu Zhiyu really didn't want Fu Rongli to be found out. If Concubine Xue Gui's lineage were to fall, the stalemate between the third prince and the prince would be broken, and the prince's family would be the only one, so his life would be difficult.

Fu Zhiyu was thinking about these things, but there was a smile on his face, and he said, "I trust Father."

Emperor Qing Yuan looked at his smile, but his face was startled.

The imperial physicians have reported to him before, especially the imperial physician Chen who has been in charge of treating the Ninth Prince, said that the high fever has not subsided, which has caused some damage to the Ninth Prince's brain. With such aura, the memory is also somewhat damaged.

Of course, the words of the imperial physicians were more tactful, but Emperor Qing Yuan could almost understand it.

I saw Xiao Jiu for the first time today, at first I didn't see anything unusual, I just felt that he had lost a lot of weight, but now that Fu Zhiyu smiled, he felt something was wrong.

Xiaojiu Zaohui, he can write political essays at the age of eight, and can play chess with the current academicians at the age of ten. In terms of talent, he is the number one among the princes.

A wise man is more worried, since Xiao Jiu was ten years old, she would not smile like this.

Such a smile is too... mediocre?

Emperor Qingyuan came up with such an adjective in his mind, this is the carefree smile that ordinary teenagers would show, as if the things he encountered were nothing, and he didn't worry about how to deal with himself in the future.

Little Nine...

There was a moment of pity in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, as if he really looked like a loving father, stroking Fu Zhiyu's head: "Go and rest, take good care of your illness, you will be fine."

Fu Zhiyu nodded obediently.

There is a limit to pretending to be stupid, Fu Zhiyu knows that many people in this palace have doubts about the fact that their brains have been burned out, at least the crown prince, who is extremely suspicious, cannot believe it all at once.

He degenerates too much all of a sudden, it's a bit too much, it's easy to show flaws, and it's easy to be tricked by others, and at the same time, you have to pick it up hard to maintain your personality, which is not worth the loss.

If you really want to pretend to be a fool, you are too passive.

He just degenerated from an exposed genius to an ordinary person, that's all.

The author has something to say: All the knowledge of Chinese medicine in this article is all made up, and the name of the medicine is made up by me. If it doesn’t exist in reality, don’t believe it, chirp