The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 210 The master may not be in a good mood

"Master Gu, why didn't you present this letter directly to His Majesty?" Zhao Feng looked straight at Gu Yongling with a burning gaze. Although Dali Temple tried the official's violation of the law, this matter is a big one, and it is not impossible to hand it directly to His Majesty.

Gu Yongling pretended not to notice his gaze, but just shook his head and smiled wryly, "Master Zhao also knows that although I am Doctor Guanglu, I have never been highly valued. How dare I overstep my authority for such a big matter?"

Gu Yongling picked up the teacup again, and Zhao Feng took a deep look at him.

I'm afraid it's not that he doesn't dare to exceed his authority, but that he is afraid of taking responsibility. What happened 20 years ago is something His Majesty has kept secret all along, and whoever dares to mention it will hurt him.

After Gu Yongling left, Zhao Feng wrote a letter, "Come here, send it to Zhenbao Pavilion."

The only contact address left by the genius doctor who never sees the end of the dragon is Zhenbao Pavilion.

Zhenbao Pavilion, the property of the richest man of the Ling family, is managed by Ling Rui, the young master of the Ling family, and the business is booming.

When Ling Rui received the letter, he was sitting on the third floor of Zhenbao Pavilion, drinking tea with his legs crossed.

Originally thought that Wei Zhao had returned to Beijing, and he would see more, but he never thought that except for a few days before her return, he would never see her again.

It seems that these outsiders are not as favored as the people on Qingwu Mountain, and Wei Zhao will only entrust Hei Yi and Yan Xiang to handle many things.

He thought he had gained Wei Zhao's trust, but he only helped with the business and contacted patients.

But that's good, other people don't even have such a chance, at least he can help a little bit.

Just as he was thinking, the shopkeeper downstairs presented a letter.

Seeing this familiar thing, Ling Rui's smile gradually brightened, and he decided to deliver the letter himself.

Wei Zhao entered Lishan Academy, it's amazing, if he didn't want to meet her, he might never go to Lishan in his life, like him, who only went to ordinary schools, has a natural resistance to top-level academies .

When Ling Rui arrived, he happened to meet Hei Yi coming out.

He greeted him with a smiling face, and met a black face in black.

Hei Yi reminded him, "Don't smile like that when you see Master later, she might not be in a good mood right now."

"Why are you in a bad mood? What's wrong with her? Has anyone messed with her? Do you need my help?"

Ling Rui asked many questions in one breath, and the answer was the back of the man in black.

Ling Rui: "."

The people on Qingwu Mountain hate black clothes the most. They follow Wei Zhao all day long and treat them with a cold face all day. They must be afraid that some of them will squeeze him out and become Wei Zhao's son. First confidant.

Lishan Academy does not allow outsiders to come in and out at will. The location of Xiuzhu Hall is relatively remote, and the outside of the fence is not counted as the academy. Every time Heiyi comes here, he is used to standing on the fence to give reports, and Wei Zhao usually sits on the fence to listen.

At this time, on the narrow wall, a girl in a white dress stood upright, her facial features were exquisite like a fairy, and her temperament was cold and threatening, especially when she was angry.

Wei Zhao never thought that before she attacked the Gu family, the Gu family directly attacked the Anyang Houfu.

She wanted to take her time, and it seemed some people couldn't wait.

Then stay with me to the end.

Ling Rui saw the person standing on the fence from a distance, and was about to wave his hand, when he suddenly felt the surrounding temperature drop, he rubbed his arms, and ran over quickly, with an anxious expression on his face, "It's cooling down today, why are you dressed so thinly? How sick is it to be sick? You better come down and put on more clothes—"

"Speak the truth."

Before Ling Rui could finish his words of concern, Wei Zhao's eyes flashed with impatience.

(End of this chapter)