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Chapter 811 The king is ill ([-])

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With Wang Qu's simple press, Hong Qing immediately sensed that something was wrong. It wasn't that Wang Qu had any malicious intentions, but that he stretched out his hand with a small grabbing hand. There is no doubt that this person Possessing martial arts and not weak, it is obvious that this guy must be the protagonist sent by Fan Shijie to investigate the root cause. As for the rest of the doctors, they are just cooperating tricks, and he sneered secretly in his heart. He didn't expose it, just let Wang Qu take the pulse so openly.

"Well……"

Wang Qu took Hong Qing's pulse and cut it quietly for a long time, but he didn't realize that there was any discrepancy between Hong Qing's symptoms and the pulse. No matter what, it was all because of the wind and cold. At first, I thought of giving up, but I changed my mind when I thought of Fan Shijie's prudent entrustment, but seeing him nodding his head, making a muffled sound with unknown meaning, and trembling his fingers slightly, he was about to An internal force probed into Hong Qing's veins, delusional to walk along the veins for a week, to determine whether Hong Qing's illness is real or fake.

"oops!"

As soon as Wang Qu's internal energy was released, Hong Qing immediately noticed it. Naturally, it is impossible to allow him to act recklessly, nothing else. Hong Qing would not take such a risk of becoming a cripple, she unambiguously used her internal energy, and instantly reversed Wang Qu's internal energy that penetrated into the meridian, and couldn't help but stabbed the other A note from the tiger's mouth, if this happens, Wang Qu will suffer a lot. Originally, his internal strength cultivation is far inferior to Hong Qing's, and he was attacked suddenly, even though Hong Qing only used two parts of his strength, But it wasn't something Wang Qu could bear, so he let out a groan from the pain immediately, and jumped up with his arms folded.

"My lord, forgive my sin, my lord, forgive my sin, the grass man has no evil intentions, but just wants to check his pulse, the grass man deserves to die, the grass man deserves to die..."

Under Wang Qu's pain, he didn't know that the sick prince in front of him was actually a hidden master. In terms of internal strength cultivation, he was many times stronger than himself, so how could he dare to stand in front of Hong Qing again? Taking advantage of the airs of a famous doctor, he quickly fell to his knees on the ground, kowtowed, and begged for forgiveness in fear.

"It's okay. It's my fault. Dr. Wang is a doctor's parental heart. It's Xiao Wang's inability to control his reaction during his illness, which frightened the doctor. Please get up. If you haven't figured it out, just continue to heal."

Even though she knew that Wang Qu was ordered to spy on the secrets, Hong Qing didn't intend to really care about him. Faced with Wang Qu's kowtow and pleading, Hong Qing just shook her head with difficulty, speaking calmly and lacking in spirit. excused it.

"Thank you, Lord Long En, the grass people have figured it out."

Wang Qu was just using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, not a plotter. The reason why he dared to be presumptuous before was just to deceive Hong Qing into not using his inner strength for granted. Now, it is known that Hong Qing is a top expert The character, who dares to play tricks again, kowtowed a few times in a hurry, and then retreated to the side nervously.

"Several doctors also come to make a diagnosis. My king is a little weak, so I won't greet them one by one. Please take care of yourself."

In addition to Wang Qu, there are three doctors, but these three are obviously young men who have been arrested, and they didn't understand what happened between Wang Qu and Hong Qing before, but they just saw Wang Qu like this. Terrified, they all became frightened, and although they never knelt down on the ground, they all trembled with ashen faces. Seeing this, Hong Qing became more convinced of the role of these three doctors as a dragon in her heart. He didn't bother to pay more attention to it, so he assumed a tired and weak look, and after giving an order in a hoarse voice, he closed his eyes slightly, only the left hand that stretched out the brocade quilt was drooping weakly.

"The lord forgives the sin, the grass people are bold."

Seeing Hongqing's behavior, the three doctors looked at each other for a while, and then one of the more courageous ones made a confession, and walked forward timidly. Afterwards, they didn't express any opinion, so they retreated to the side. Seeing that Hongqing didn't have the slightest intention of blaming, the other two felt relieved, and they couldn't handle it like this. Afterwards, they talked with Wang Qu merged together and started discussing in a low voice.

"My lord, your illness is indeed caused by a cold. Although it is not serious, it will take a period of recuperation before you can recover. Caomin and others have already prepared a prescription, and you can take a dozen doses according to it. Make sure you're safe."

The pulse condition simulated by Hong Qing with internal force was so obvious, the four doctors naturally couldn't make a mistake, they only had a brief discussion with each other, and they reached a consensus, the public pushed Wang Qu to stand up, Reported carefully.

"Well, Min Xing, send a few doctors to write prescriptions, and they will all reward 30 taels of silver. The king is tired, so let's all step down."

That's what Hong Qing wanted, and now that the result came out, he didn't bother to chat with these boys anymore, waved his hand pretending to be weak, and gave an order in an unquestionable tone.

"twitter!"

Hearing Hongqing's order, Li Minxing did not dare to neglect, he responded respectfully, strode out from the side, stopped in front of a group of doctors, waved his hand, and urged without any explanation: " Everyone, please."

"Your Majesty, take care, Cao Min waits to leave."

Seeing Li Minxing coming up to see off the guests, the gentry didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, they hurriedly bowed and saluted each other, and then they filed out of the room, accompanied by Li Minxing to the study, where they prescribed the medicine After that, they all left the post station and returned to the city in a carriage by themselves.

"My lord, here are the prescriptions prescribed by those doctors. The medical officer with the army has read them, and there is nothing wrong with them."

After Wang Qu and others were sent out of the post station, Li Minxing sent someone to summon the military medical officer to test the prescription, and then returned to the main room and reported the situation.

"Well, let He Minming'er go grab the medicine alone, and the people in Heda's house will torture them, and send them to the main room every day, and then go to talk to He Min, and leave with the king later."

Hong Qing didn't look at the so-called prescription, straightened her back, turned over and sat up from the couch, and said casually while dressing quickly.

"twitter!"

Since Hong Qing had made an order, Li Minxing would not hesitate in the slightest, and respectfully complied with the promise, turned around, and then left the room...

On the fifth day of the first lunar month of the first year of Chengde, the heavy snow stopped, and the Wuhou Temple, which was full of tourists in the past, is now rarely visited. It is not because the literati and poets are too cold to come, but because it has now become a military center. The place is so heavily guarded that it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to it. However, it is not necessarily true that there are no tourists. At this moment, there is a middle-aged commoner standing in the main hall of Wuhou Temple, Looking at the clay statue of Marquis Wu with a leisurely expression, he saw that this man was tall and burly, with a face like a knife, eyebrows like swords, three long beards under his jaw fluttering in the wind, his eyes were open and closed, and his eyes were shining. It was Nian Gengyao, Admiral of Sichuan!
Hanzhong belonged to Sichuan in ancient times. However, since the Yuan Dynasty, it has been assigned to Shaanxi. The Ming and Qing dynasties followed this rule. In the name of jointly suppressing bandits with Shaanxi, Nian Gengyao gathered 60 troops from central Sichuan and rushed to Hanzhong on the third day of December [-], Kangxi, and stationed next to Wuhou Temple. At the beginning, the local Daotai even reported the matter to the governor of Shaanxi and the governor's office several times, demanding that the Sichuan army who crossed the border return to its territory, but after being reprimanded by the governor and the governor's office one after another, Lin Si'an of Shan'an Daotai did not dare to ask any more questions. Now that this matter has come to an end, I can only turn a blind eye to the Central Sichuan army entrenched in my homeland, and Nian Gengyao is also happy to be at leisure, neither returning to the army nor marching, and just stationed safely beside Wuhou Temple After coming down, I will visit Wuhou Temple in the afternoon every day, and today is no exception.

The sitting statue of Marquis Wu is a famous artist, and it is very vividly shaped, but seeing Zhuge Liang sitting on the main hall with a feather fan and a scarf, looking solemnly into the distance, his expression is lifelike, and the standing statues of Guan Xing and Zhang Bao on the side, They are all mighty and extraordinary, so there are quite a few things to watch, but after watching them for a long time, that's all. Ordinary people have seen them a few times, and they will be tired of that, but Nian Gengyao is You will never get tired of watching it, you must come here every day, and if you come, you have to watch it alone for at least one or two hours, and you don't know whether it is really nostalgic or comparing yourself.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Nian Benefactor has invited you."

Just when Nian Gengyao was contemplating it, a figure suddenly flashed behind him, and a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in the hall like a ghost, but he saw this person slap Nian Gengyao's back. , a group of outsiders proclaimed the channel number.

"Fake bull-nosed, why, don't you give up, huh?"

Even though the middle-aged Taoist priest was behind him, Nian Gengyao didn't look back at the statue of Marquis Wu, and he didn't even move his body. He just curled his lips in disdain and snorted mockingly With a sound.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, there is blood on the head of the benefactor. If you don't make a decision early, you may end up in a bad way. I am poor and have the virtue of living. I am here to save the benefactor in danger."

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care about Nian Gengyao's bad attitude at all. As soon as the Taoist name was announced, the whisk in his hand waved, and he replied with a compassionate face.

"Hmph, Lu Dingsheng, I'm just a remnant of the White Lotus Sect. Don't play your deceptive tricks in front of the governor, which are only suitable for fooling rural women. If you talk nonsense, be careful that the governor will cut off your dog's head!"

When the middle-aged Taoist said this, Nian Gengyao was obviously angry, but seeing him turn around abruptly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife and he glanced at the middle-aged Taoist, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He scolded politely.

(End of this chapter)