Martial Sage

Outside the East Palace.

Tang Wang stood quietly outside the door, turning his head slowly, looking at the direction of the couch.

The relaxed look on his face gradually faded and turned into gloomy.

The hero who followed out followed behind him tremblingly, with his head down, without saying a word.

The two imperial physicians also filed out, standing tremblingly outside the hall.

Quiet for a moment.

Wang Wang slowly moved his gaze to the two imperial physicians, looked at the two faintly trembling figures, and said in a low voice.

"You tell me, is Gan'er's legs saved?"

The imposing words lingered in the ears, and the two doctors did not dare to look at the sharp eyes of the king of Tang, and knelt on the ground with a ‘poof’.

He lowered his voice and shivered.

"His Royal Highness... even if he is cured... he will... also be bad at it."

Having said that, the two kept knocking their heads and trembling.

"The criminal minister deserves to die, the old minister is incompetent!"

"Hope your majesty will be kind!"

While they were talking, two imperial physicians with gray beards crawled on the ground, their faces almost stuck to the ground, terrified.

Bad in line.

Hearing this word, Tang Wang's heart was shocked.

A sorrow suddenly radiated from my heart.

Listening to the horror in his ear, with a touch of helpless begging for mercy, Wang Wang slowly waved his hand and said.

"Go ahead."

A sad voice came to my ears, and the two kowtow figures shook their bodies and froze in place.

Before a while, the feeling of being amnesty filled my mind.

The two doctors who accidentally recovered their lives, kowtowed in gratitude and thank you.

Afterwards, the two hurriedly got up and disappeared at the palace gate, for fear that King Tang would change his mind.

Under the majestic eaves, the original tranquility has been restored.

a long time.

Wang Wang seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned around to look at the fair and justice.

"Summon Tang Hao into the palace! Let him look at Gan'er's legs!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Ronggong sighed softly and responded.

"My Majesty, the queen was seriously ill earlier, and the old slave had sent someone to ask General Tang to see it."

"It's just that General Tang only knows some acupuncture and moxibustion techniques. He has made great achievements in promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and regulating qi and blood."

"As for the treatment of other diseases, little is known."

This remark completely disappointed King Tang.

It's like a basin of cold water, pouring from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

Wang Wang slowly raised his head, looking at the gray sky, a touch of sadness slid across his eyes, he sighed and said.

"That's it."

Looking back at the East Palace again, the sadness in his eyes was even worse, Wang Wang flicked his sleeves and said.

"Let's go."

...

Wei Wangfu.

The sky is getting cold, and a charcoal fire has risen in the hall.

Next to the brazier, Li Tai half-closed his eyes, the lazy half pond on the seat, very leisurely.

In the sound of steady footsteps, butler Li came slowly holding the kettle.

A few times before the case, the housekeeper Li glanced at the figure on the seat and said with a smile on his face.

"Master, Donggong, there is news."

"The prince fell off the horse and broke his leg."

While speaking, the movements of his hands did not stop, and he skillfully took the tea cup and grasped the tea.

Hearing this, Li Tai in the seat slowly opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

It seemed that he was not surprised by the news, and even understood it a long time ago.

Hot boiling water poured down from the spout, and the silver water column swayed over the tea leaves, tumbling in the pottery cup.

With bursts of heat rising up, the lingering aroma of tea is like silk, permeating this hall.

Guan Shi put down the teapot, sat down by the brazier, said.

"The prince, the prince broke his leg, and he will definitely miss the position of the prince."

"Now this crown prince can only be taken by the prince."

Hearing this, Li Tai sat up slowly, smiled faintly, and said.

"Now the overall situation is set, but these are not enough."

"There are some stubborn veterans in the court, and their strength should not be underestimated."

"What's more, the prince is not so easy to get down."

Li Tai picked up the hot tea on the table, blew away the floating tea, and slowly took a sip.

A sly smile appeared on his leisurely proud face, and Li Tai leaned forward, staring at the steward Li.

"Let the order go on and leak the news. I want to let this news spread all over the imperial city. It's a household name."

As soon as these words came out, butler Li looked cheerful and praised.

"The prince is very clever."

"The public opinion of the people, I am afraid that these veterans will not be easy to control."

"And this strength can just help us."

After that, Steward Li slowly got up, faced Li Tai, bowed deeply, cupped hands.

"Subordinates, congratulations to the prince!"

Hearing this congratulations, Li Tai's expression became even more complacent, and he slowly leaned back in his chair and said.

"Father is still in sorrow at the moment, so you should keep a low profile and don't show any clues."

Guan Shi's eyes revealed shrewdness, and said in a deep voice.

"Just follow what the prince said."

After all, Guan Shi slowly turned around and slowly pushed out of the hall.

Seeing the retreating figure, Li Tai's eyes were filled with relief.

This manager Li, in the eyes of outsiders, is just an idler who manages things in the mansion.

But who knows that even this idler still has the identity of a counselor.

In the royal family, Li Tai, who was smart since he was a child, has long seen the ruthlessness of power struggles.

Composure and cautiousness has become a habit of Li Tai, and it has penetrated invisibly in his life.

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