Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1714 The Hardest to Talk ([-])

Chapter 1714 The Hardest to Talk ([-])

A quarter of an hour later—

The counselors under the imperial envoy came to invite people.

"The two are Yang Jiu and Yang Juren, are they with his wife He?"

Yang Jiu nodded indifferently.

The person who came immediately said: "My master is here to invite you."

"Who?" Yang Jiu asked back very shamelessly.

The corner of the mouth of the person who came to invite people twitched. He didn't believe that Yang Jiu really didn't know who the person who came to invite them was, but the other party pretended not to know, so he could only introduce it again.

"So-and-so, Bo, the powerful master of the Imperial Envoy Wang, specially came to invite Yang Juren and his wife He Shi to go to the mansion to explain."

Yang Jiu nodded: "Wait a moment."

"The Imperial Envoy is already waiting for the two of you in the living room."

Only then did the counselor who came to invite people realize that the two seemingly gentle and gentle people in front of them were actually not easy to get along with.

The counselor naturally turned his attention to He Shanshan. Compared with Yang Jiu, he intuitively felt that He Shanshan was more talkative.

"I'd like to ask Mr. He to make things easier, and don't embarrass someone," the counselor smiled wryly at He Shanshan.

"I'm not feeling well," He Shanshan said directly, paused, and added: "The carriage drove too hard on the way here, and I couldn't take it anymore, and even fell into a coma once."

Similarly, He Shanshan also showed a wry smile, hiding under the scarf, but she could see her helpless eyes.

The counselor swallowed, He Shanshan, who seemed easy to talk, was actually not easy to talk at all!
Yang Jiu stretched out her hand to help He Shanshan, who suddenly became "weak", and walked to the guest room where she was resting.

The customers of the post station are also divided into three or six grades, and there are ordinary houses prepared for merchants and wealthy landlords. It stands to reason that Yang Jiu is a juren, so he can't live in the other courtyard where merchants and wealthy landlords live. He Shanshan was arranged in this last-class courtyard.

After entering the hospital, He Shanshan became "sick" and couldn't get up in bed, so she asked the staff at the inn to call for a doctor.

He Shanshan is the one who holds the commission from the oil workshop, even if the imperial envoy approached Yang Jiu and told him about the commission from the oil workshop, without He Shanshan's nod of approval, he still wouldn't get the commission from the oil workshop.

Because of this, the imperial envoy didn't believe it when he heard that He Shanshan was so ill!So he immediately asked the imperial physician who was with him to come over to see the doctor, to see how long the other party can pretend!
In the last guest courtyard of the station——

The imperial physician and the imperial envoy entered one after another, followed by the medicine boy, while the guards stayed outside the guest hospital.

In the room——

He Shanshan lay on the hospital bed a little uneasy, reached out and touched her face lightly, a little uneasy.

Even though she didn't appear powdery, and her lips didn't look unnatural, she was still worried that the doctor would spot it.

The imperial envoy, the imperial physician and the medicine boy walked into the guest hospital.

At this time, the curtains on the bed were drawn down, looking through the outside, one could only see the hazy figures on the bed, and could not see clearly what was going on inside.

Yang Jiu was sitting at the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand. When he saw them coming in, he put down the book and signaled the imperial doctor to come and have a look.

Inspector Wang only felt that Yang Jiu in front of him didn't look like an ordinary Juren. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a celebrity with that demeanor. Palace test?
Yang Jiu stretched out her hand, took He Shanshan's hand out from the curtain, and put a silk handkerchief on her daughter-in-law's wrist, indicating that the imperial physician could diagnose the pulse.

The imperial physician didn't know what was wrong with him, his heart was inexplicably tight, and he always had a bad feeling.

Although the official position of the imperial envoy is higher than that of the imperial physician, he should not be treated as an imperial physician, right?Then there is Yang Jiu in front of him, who is just a juren...

(End of this chapter)