After the divorce, the queen mother was pampered by powerful ministers

Chapter 88 A little understanding
It can be seen that his own slave shop is far inferior to such people in collecting information, and the eyeliner of the cheap slave shop should also learn a thing or two.

Su Wunian slenderly turned over page after page, quickly browsed, and finally took out a few pages, "Take these prescriptions to verify and see if there is anything strange."

"Yes." Bi Ying took the prescription with both hands, and seemed to remember something, "Miss, Mr. Chu has an appointment."

Su Wunian secretly practiced lightness kung fu and was successful. She was able to fly over walls, so it was not a big problem to climb over walls.

Because the two met, they had to find a remote and uninhabited place, and they couldn't be too far away from both of them, so they settled in the jungle near the Star Picking Tower, where there were trees and bushes, so it was convenient to hide their tracks.

There is an acacia tree in the jungle. It is not big, but it is only a ten-year-old tree. It looks like it has been carefully cared for, and it grows luxuriantly.

When Su Wu read it, Chu Muchen, who was wearing a snow-white robe with silver silk embroidered stars, moon and auspicious clouds on the collar, was already standing under the tree waiting, with a tall back, like a spotless white lotus.

"What's the matter?" Su Wu read two simple words.

Chu Muchen turned around slowly, his long and narrow peach-blossom eyes couldn't see clearly, and his seductive lips parted slightly, "You suspect something strange about King Zhen's critical illness."

Not a question, but a statement of fact.

"Yes."

"But how do you know?"

Su Wunian was confident that no one except her would know the secrets she hid in the King's Mansion.But why did Chu Muchen know?Could it be that he is still staring at the wall shadow?

"Didn't I tell you to tell your people to stop staring at my people?"

"You misunderstood." Chu Muchen explained unhurriedly: "This time I also suspect that King Zhen is ill, and it just so happened that I found out that Bi Ying had secret contact with the old servant of King Zhen's mansion."

"Coincidentally? You doubt it too?" Why doubt it?Does he know Song Wan'er too?
Chu Muchen seemed to expect that Su Wunian would not believe it, so he explained in a leisurely manner: "The king of Zhen now holds the military power that the regent had previously held in his hands. The Holy Majesty is worried that after the death of the empress dowager, the court will be unstable, and the town will The King's Mansion is gradually weakening, and he doesn't have anyone he trusts so much for a while, so the one he trusts the most right now is his uncle."

"If you want to support someone you trust, you will temporarily hold the military power in the hands of the king of the town. When you find a suitable candidate, you can transfer the military power over."

"But the military power of the regent king has become a reminder for the king of the town."

"If something happens to the regent, the military power in his hands will naturally be handed over to others."

"But some people can't wait, and they are eager to get the military power from the king of the town." Su Wunian's eyes moved slightly, could it be that Song Wan'er had tampered with it?Because Wei Lai is dead, she has no military power in her hands, and what she wants most now is military power.

"So, the prince of Chu is also eyeing the military power in the hands of the king?" The Chu family's current military power, if combined with the military power before the regent king, the threat to the imperial power is self-evident. Excessive military power is the Tian family. Taboo.

"Like you, I'm eyeing the person behind the scenes who wants to suppress the king's military power." The flirtatious lips parted slightly, the cloud was calm and the wind was breezy, but a cold light glowed in the misty peach blossom eyes.

"I don't know if the eldest son of Chu can find out that the King of Zhen is sick, what's so strange?"

"Why does the wind and cold recur? That's the biggest strange thing." Chu Muchen paused, "If I go to check it myself, maybe I can see the problem."

"You?" Su Wunian looked at Chu Muchen in confusion, "Do you have medical skills?"

"I understand." He smiled slightly.

"I didn't know that Mr. Chu has been involved in such a wide range."

"I have nothing to do, I occasionally look through ancient medical books." The corners of his lips twitched slightly, "There are so many skills that you don't overwhelm yourself."

"Okay, I'll take you into the house tomorrow."

"But it's inconvenient for me to come directly to see a doctor."

"It's easy."

On the second day, Su Wunian, Wang Miaoyan, and Wang Yanyi went to the King's Mansion of the town again to visit the sick, and brought an old quack doctor who claimed to be a master of rejuvenation into the mansion.The old doctor is tall and tall, with gray hair, wrinkled eyes, long beard, a plain Tsing Yi, and a slightly bowed back.

The fair-skinned and beautiful Zhang Zhixiu saw the old doctor, looked him up and down, and said to Wang Yanyi and the three of them: "Thank you, little father-in-law and cousins, for finding a doctor. To treat such a difficult and miscellaneous disease, perhaps the folk remedies in the world are more effective."

He said to the old man again: "If you can cure the prince, I will be very grateful."

The old man stretched out his slightly wrinkled hand, wiped his beard, and said in an old voice: "This old man will do his best, and please ask Mrs. Zhen Guo to lead the way."

"Okay." As he said, the corners of his eyes became red again.

On the side of the bed, the old man stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of King Zhen. After a while, he frowned slightly, and then he opened King Zhen's eyelids to have a look, then turned his hand over, and glanced over his fingernails.

He took out a silver needle from the needle bag and poked it lightly on his middle finger, a black blood bead gradually filled up.

Dripping into the bowl, the clear water in the bowl was added with hanging vanilla juice in advance, and the jet-black blood instantly turned light red and dark blue in the water.

There was a complex expression in the old man's eyes, but it passed by so quickly that it was extremely difficult to detect.

Zhang Zhixiu nervously watched the old man's every move, and when the old man got up, he leaned forward and asked, "How is it?"

"Tsk~" The old man stroked his beard, "The situation is more complicated."

"What kind of complicated method?"

"The medicine is too complicated, but it hurts the inside." Raised his hand, "pen and ink."

Zhang Zhixiu said to the old nanny behind him: "Hurry up, take care of me with pen and ink."

The old mother came forward with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the old man held the pen in his left hand, and wrote the pen like flowing water, and a prescription was prepared.

Passed the prescription to Zhang Zhixiu, "This prescription has the effect of regulating the inner body, and I will take it immediately after the old man administers the acupuncture for the King of Zhen."

"So, the prince's illness is cured?" Zhang Zhixiu was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Mrs. Zhen Guo, don't be too happy too early. The injury inside is too serious, so I can only give it a try. If you are lucky, you may be able to last a little longer."

"My lord is an auspicious person with his own natural features, so he will surely turn bad luck into good luck." Zhang Zhixiu heard that there was hope to save the king, and he was filled with sorrow and joy, and tears fell like pearls with broken threads.

"Before coming here, the young master once said that the king of the town has repeated wind and cold. Do you know the reason for the frequent relapses, Madam?"

"I don't know. The prince's illness is getting better, so he wants to go out for a walk. Maybe the evil wind blows into his body outside."

"Every time you go out, your condition gets worse when you come back?"

"No, he was not allowed to go out after that. The wind and cold were more serious each time. In the last two times, he was only allowed to stay in the room and open the window occasionally, and the time was very short."

"In the room." The old doctor looked around, "Madam Zhen Guo, can I take the old man to look around and find out the reason why King Zhen's condition is repeated."

Zhang Zhixiu was puzzled, "Could it be that the reason for the aggravation of the prince's condition is in this room?"

"Not necessarily, the old man can only judge after seeing it."

"Then please follow me." Zhang Zhixiu took the old doctor around the room, and the old doctor carefully checked the layout and objects in the room.

　The doctor suggested to take a rest early, maybe this week is a daily update of 2000.
　　Thanks to the little ancestors, Sister Li, what (*￣3)(ε￣*)
　　
　
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