Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 65

The next day,

At noon,

too hospital,
"Where is this?"

The servant of the household department, Xie Wenxue, said with his lips turning white.

"Xie Shilang, are you awake?"

The one-year-old imperial physician was personally guarding and frying the medicine in the outer room. Hearing the movement in the next room, he immediately put down the medicinal materials in his hand and rushed to the inner room.

"You're finally awake!"

"If it is delayed for a few hours..."

"I'm afraid His Majesty will come here again in person!"

The old doctor looked at Xie Wenwen, who had been in a coma all night and finally opened his eyes, and burst into tears.

After he fainted in front of the hall yesterday, His Majesty personally ordered someone to send him to the imperial hospital. Since then, he has visited him several times in succession.

It's just a pity that every time people come here, they are fainting, and His Majesty's expression becomes more and more gloomy. If he comes here twice, he might not be able to keep the black hat on his head.

"Doctor Zhong?"

"Is this too hospital?"

Looking at the familiar old face and the surrounding scene, Xie Wenxue frowned and said:

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Where is the thief now?"

Xie Wenxue struggled to get up, but his body was inexplicably weak, so he had no choice but to lie down again.

"Thank you servant, thank you, my lord!"

"You can just do it, take a rest, don't move around anymore." After the old doctor said, helplessly helped him up and half-lyed on the bed, then rolled up his sleeves, meticulously Take his pulse.

"Yesterday, your heart pulse fluctuated so much that your qi and blood rushed to your heart, and you passed out. The old man has fed you several doses of decoction that promotes blood circulation, removes blood stasis, and dredges qi and blood."

"I think you can recover after a few days of rest...but you still have to pay attention..."

Physician Zhong explained while taking the pulse, it is really no wonder that he is not to blame, if he is his age, and suddenly hears the news that the clan has been slaughtered, there is a possibility that he may die suddenly under the sudden ups and downs.

"Doctor Zhong, how is the thief doing now?"

Xie Wenxue turned a deaf ear to it, and the news of the clan being massacred kept circling in his mind, ignoring his own body grabbing the latter's hand and asking anxiously.

"Commander Luo?"

"He's gone home now..."

Imperial Physician Zhong wanted to speak but stopped talking.

"Your Majesty didn't blame him?"

"Is it just so light and fluffy?"

Xie Wenxue asked questions one after another.

"This……"

Physician Zhong felt as if his throat was choking, and he didn't know what to say. After kneeling all night the day before yesterday, he patted his butt and left. .

After the banquet, dozens of horse-drawn carriages loaded with silver went door-to-door to deliver money to the houses of officials in Jinyiwei. The movement, momentum, and pomp were all known to me, an old man hiding in the Imperial Hospital for the elderly.

"How can your majesty treat me like this?"

Xie Shilang looked at Doctor Zhong's expression and didn't know that Luo Porridge was still safe and sound. He pitied himself for running around to various houses to ask for food, grass and military pay, and only got such a result.

Big reward?

Do you reward yourself with a grave?
"Thank you servant, be careful!"

Physician Zhong hurriedly covered the latter's mouth and said.

"This official has come to this field,"

"Is there anything else you can't say?"

"puff……"

Under the heaving of the chest,

A mouthful of blood was spit out suddenly.

"When my brother's family was slaughtered, he had already endured everything. How many days have passed now?"

"That dog thief slaughtered my family in Qinghe County, how can you let me bear it?"

Xie Wenxue's chest heaved violently, and he vomited blood one after another. The plain quilt was covered with blood stains, and even a trace of blood could not be seen clearly on his originally pale complexion.

"Thank you sir, wait a little longer..."

"Why are you waiting?"

"Are you waiting for the thief to come and chop off my head? Or are you waiting to reunite with my relatives who were killed?"

Xie Wenxue sneered.

"Thank you sir, you don't know something."

"Yesterday, His Majesty has set up a new yamen named Dongji Incident Factory, which is dedicated to monitoring and restraining Jinyiwei. The person in charge is Admiral Cao, His Majesty's constant companion in the past."

"I think in the near future they will attack Jin Yiwei."

Physician Zhong comforted him.

"With such blood and deep hatred, how can I wait!"

After all,

Then Xie Wenxue gritted his teeth and forcibly straightened himself up. After putting on his shoes, he held his breath and walked out, secretly remembering the Yamen of Dongji Incident Factory in his heart.

"Thank you, sir, you..."

Seeing Xie Wenxue's ferocious expression, Imperial Physician Zhong didn't dare to persuade him too much.

……

Outside the Imperial College,

A carriage is galloping inward,
"Boom..."

The students who passed by couldn't avoid it, and were knocked down by the speeding carriage, their heads were bleeding, and they kept wailing.

"Don't meddle in your own business."

"You just have to drive!"

The driver of the car panicked and wanted to stop to investigate, but when he heard Xie Wenxue's indifferent words in the carriage, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue driving away.

"Who's in the car?"

"So presumptuous?"

A passing student helped up a classmate who had fallen to the ground, stopped the bleeding, and said indignantly as he looked at the carriage that had already sped away.

"Judging from that voice, I think it's Xie Shilang from the household department."

"It's better not to offend."

A classmate passing by comforted him, saying that many of the fathers in the Imperial College were officials in the imperial court, so naturally they had some intersections in private.

"His household servant,"

"Can you be so presumptuous in our Zijian?"

A straightforward student asked angrily.

"That's right, what does his servant of the household department have to do with our students from the Guozijian? After I have been in prison for three years, whether it is assessment or selection, it is a matter for the official department, and his household department has no right to intervene. Why bother with his identity?"

"Come on, let's reason with him!"

Some people echoed that, as the highest school officially run by the Dali Dynasty, many people still have a bit of arrogance in their bones.

"The other household department really has nothing to do with you."

"But I think there is still something to do with you when you come to offer wine."

"If you can't finish your studies, it won't waste much effort!"

When a professor with gray temples passed by, he watched the scene intensified and said abruptly.

"Professor Song, what do you mean?"

Until seeing the old man with gray temples,

Everyone calmed down a little.

But it was obvious that everyone was still a little unconvinced.

"Xie Shilang, surname Xie,"

"The sacrificial wine of our Guozijian is also surnamed Xie."

The old professor clicked and stopped, and didn't stop after talking. Holding a volume of books, he walked straight to the teaching place. After all, they were all a group of young students, and their temper was a little too impulsive. How could they offend some people? started?
"It seems that this temperament still needs to be honed for two years."

"It's just a little bit of incitement from classmates, but it's too reckless. If you are incited by someone with a heart, you don't know what kind of stupid things you can do."

The old professor looked at the group of students who were still angry, smiled wryly and shook his head. Fortunately, the Jijiu of the Imperial College was originally from a wealthy family, and he was quite broad-minded, so he might not have the same knowledge as them.

(End of this chapter)