Wishful Things

Naturally, she also knew that the prescriptions she left were of no great use.

Just looking at Emperor Dog's current pulse condition, even the familiar prescription she saw just now may not be helpful, her mood is unstable, and even the best medicine can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Of course, even if she had better recuperation methods, she would not use them for the emperor.

She only treats people, not veterinarians.

If possible, she even wants to take the opportunity to do something - there is nothing worth paying attention to in dealing with the dog emperor, as long as it can increase the chances of winning in the future, she doesn't care about the method.

But if you want to tamper with the emperor or the prescription, it is far from easy.

There are so many imperial physicians in the palace, if you want to hide it from them, you have to put in a lot of effort - this was her original idea.

But after reading the prescription, she knew that she must not act rashly.

If that prescription wasn't obtained by chance, then the emperor must have someone who is a master by his side...

And if there really was such a person, it would be trivial for her to be inconvenient to tamper with the emperor's prescription, but the danger that her grandfather might encounter would be serious.

Aoi's going alone was not enough to reassure her.

Now at such a critical moment, she must prepare for the worst in everything...

Xu Ming thought for a moment, then raised his eyes suddenly, and looked warily at the car curtain that moved gently in the wind.

The summer car curtains are made of cool light green gauze, through which at this time one can faintly see a dark shadow approaching.

After he roughly saw what the black shadow was, Xu Mingyi let go of the defenses he had put up on his body.

The black shadow tried to get in through the car window, but failed.

Looking at the big bird that was struggling for a long time and refused to give up, Xu Mingyi couldn't help feeling that it was really rare for a bird to be so lacking in self-knowledge.

The Celestial Eye, who hadn't been able to get in, grumbled and climbed onto the roof of the car. Xu Mingyi reckoned that the bird didn't think that the problem was with him, but blamed the car windows for being too small.

Tianmu jumped from the roof to the shaft, the driver had already gotten used to its existence, and continued to drive without any disturbance.

The curtain of the car was opened by Ah Zhu, and Da Niao got into the car.

"Why are you here? Didn't you go back to look for Wu Chao yesterday?"

Xu Mingyi took out a silver bowl prepared under the table, poured some clear water and handed it to Big Bird.

After drinking the water, the big bird stretched its neck and yelled in the direction of the car window.

Xu Mingyi moved his eyes, lifted the car curtain and looked out.

At this time, the carriage had just left the downtown area, and there was Weitang River in front of it. The willow trees beside the river were shady, and under the stone bridge, there was a person riding one by one. The figure was tall and straight, and his body was clean and refreshing.

Even though the weeping willows were half-hidden, Xu Mingyi recognized him at a glance, and she immediately told the driver, "Stop."

The driver didn't notice any difference, he just stopped the car calmly and quickly.

Xu Mingyi jumped out of the carriage with the hem of her skirt in hand, and walked briskly towards the bridge.

It was almost noon at this time, the sun was scorching hot, no one was seen walking around, only the humming of cicadas passed by.

"Why are you here?" Xu Mingyi asked before he walked in front of the young man, with a slight smile in his clear eyes.

"Today, let someone send a letter to the Duke's Mansion to know that you have entered the palace." Wu Chao said, "There is nothing left and right, so I came here and waited."

Nothing to do?

Xu Mingyi was dubious.

It's obvious that you don't trust her.

And the young man's next question seems to be to confirm this point: "Why do you recommend yourself to the palace to treat the emperor this time?"

"There is nothing left and right, so I went to find out some news." Xu Mingyi imitated his tone just now.

Wu Chao didn't have time to feel uncomfortable, he just looked at her and said, "It's a little risky for you to enter the palace by yourself."

Although he was aware of her restless temperament, but when he heard that she had entered the palace to treat the emperor, his first reaction was to worry, so he sent a secret letter to his aunt, asking her to pay more attention to him.

"It's not about taking risks or not." Xu Mingyi's tone was very ordinary: "If he wants to do something to my Xu family at this time, it doesn't make any difference whether I am inside the palace or outside the palace."

However, while speaking, meeting those eyes, she finally added a sentence: "But you do need to be more careful when walking in the palace. Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

Aware of her keen caution, Wu Chao gave a "hmm" with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He was wearing a jade blue silk robe today, Xu Mingyi rarely saw him wearing light-colored clothes, at this moment he looked at him suddenly, and felt that those noble and handsome eyebrows and eyes were also lined with a bit of warmth. At this moment, there are green willows and sparkling waves behind him. The scenery is as pleasing to the eye as he is, but he seems to be two points better.

Seeing it in his eyes, Xu Mingyi couldn't help but think of the kind of man Jiaojiao once mentioned, probably because he was afraid that she would not know much, so he didn't say those twists and turns, but simply said to her: Whoever gets involved will be confused .

At this moment, she suddenly felt that Wu Chao must be in this list.

Fortunately, she has always looked in the mirror enough, so that she is not so confused that her head is dizzy, and she remembers to ask something serious: "You asked someone to look for me today, but what's the matter?"

"It's not something urgent." Afraid she would think too much, Wu Chao said in a casual and calm tone as much as possible: "Yesterday, I sent someone back to Ningyang to deliver a letter to my grandfather, and someone else delivered a letter to Qiu Shenyi, asking him to go. Dongyuan City takes care of the Duke."

Xu Mingyi was slightly taken aback.

Seeing her expression, Wu Chao said again: "I just thought about it and felt that Ah Kui's experience is still inexperienced, just to be more secure."

"I understand." Xu Mingyi came back to his senses, and said, "Actually, I was also going to talk to you about this matter today. I wanted to ask you about the current residence of Divine Doctor Qiu so that I could write to him and ask him for help."

It's just that he didn't expect that he wanted to go with her, and he had already settled the matter for her.

"And I saw a prescription in the palace today..." Xu Mingyi said: "That prescription is definitely not from the hands of an ordinary doctor. I suspect that there is an expert hiding beside the emperor."

In this way, she must ask Miracle Doctor Qiu to rush to her grandfather's side in order to feel at ease.

What Wu Chao said was right, no matter how much Ah Kui memorized medical books, she had too little experience to deal with simple ones, but if she encountered a really tricky situation, it would definitely be difficult.

Is there an expert around the emperor?

Wu Chao thought about it and wrote it down.

If so, be sure to check it out.

The two talked a lot about this matter, and at the end, after deliberating for a while, Xu Mingyi finally lowered his voice and said, "There is also the emperor's current body... I have some doubts that the prince born to Concubine Rong may not be of the emperor's blood." .”

"..." Wu Chao was stunned for a moment.

Did the emperor live such a "transparent" life?

This is a saying often used by his second uncle in the family, and he has memorized it imperceptibly - it is like a high-quality emerald, so green that it is transparent.

but……

Zhaozhao can even diagnose problems in this area?

For a while, apart from being overly knowledgeable, the boy couldn't think of any other suitable words to describe him.

Meeting his slightly complicated eyes, Xu Mingyi coughed lightly: "I'm just guessing wildly now, I just want to tell you something quietly, although there is no evidence, but it's not superfluous to be more careful."

Although she didn't care about whether the emperor was greened or not, and she had no intention of watching such excitement, but the emperor had nothing personal to do, and maybe someday it would be useful.

Wu Chao nodded, and said in a serious manner, "If I find out anything, I will be the first to tell you."

On the point of reaching a consensus, the two have always been so smooth.

"Wu Chao—"

"Um?"

Xu Mingyi looked at him, with some curiosity in his eyes, and more of an undisguised smile: "I find that you seem to... always guess what I want to do."

In other words, he always knew what she needed most.

Yeah?

Looking at the girl in front of him, Wu Chao's mind suddenly became a little unsteady.

He can't always guess...

for example……

The young man wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he saw her pointing to the street market on the other side of the river, and said, "I used to come to the Weitanghe area often, and I remember there were a few delicious restaurants there. It's all good—”

As she spoke, she turned her head and said to him, "Go, I'll treat you to a meal as a thank you."

Want to invite him to dinner again?

Being invited to dinner by little girls all the time, the boy from aristocratic family inevitably felt a little inappropriate.

But after thinking about it, it is said that the wife of the former Duke of Zhen, after taking a fancy to Xu Shizi's beauty back then, forcibly took money and smashed him into the hand...

Although he really didn't need Zhao Zhao to spend any money, but thinking about it... spend money on others, or is it one of Zhao Zhao's family's ancestral ways to show his liking?

"Let's go."

The girl who had already boarded the bridge waved to him when she saw that he hadn't followed.

Under the golden sun, the girl's already beautiful facial features became more and more bright and almost scorching.

The young man's expression froze for a moment, and then he raised his heel again.

...

It was getting dark.

For a whole day, Emperor Qingming, who was unwell, could not leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Although the crown prince didn't dare to approach the emperor easily, but he couldn't pretend to be stupid when he heard the news that the emperor was ill. He came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation half an hour ago to visit and serve him.

It happened that several ministers came to report the matter.

Although the emperor was ill, it was inappropriate to disturb him at this time due to humane considerations, but if he was not really in a hurry, who would want to bear such a reputation?

At first, Emperor Qingming was able to listen calmly.

After staying in the back, thorny and headache questions were thrown out one after another, and picking up any one was enough to make the situation worse, and Emperor Qingming's mood began to gradually collapse: "...everything, big or small, should be let me Come to solve it, is it true that none of the officials in the court is useful!"

Looking at the memorial that was smashed on the ground by the emperor, the ministers dared not speak out.

None of them worked?

They are obviously very useful.

Otherwise, His Majesty would have moved the place by now.

"What I want is a solution to these troubles—" Looking at the silent ministers, Emperor Qingming tried his best to suppress his anger.

Countermeasures?

When they dissuaded His Majesty not to send troops to Dongwu earlier, His Majesty didn't listen.

Many things are a series of things, and with the introduction, there will be many troubles in the future.

Let's put it bluntly, now they are asked to help find a way to wipe their butts-that's paper for them!

My hands are empty, what to wipe with?

Looking at the ministers who were in unspeakable suffering, and the prince who had no sense of presence at the side, his mood was also very complicated.

Previously, he felt that his father was not worthy of the empress.

Now he feels that his father is not worthy of these ministers.

All in all, there are more and more disrespectful and unfilial thoughts in my mind...

Facing a series of difficult problems, he failed to come up with any very useful countermeasures. After the ministers left, Emperor Qingming pressed his temple tightly with his hand, closed his eyes and said, "Cheng'er, go back too."

"Yes, my son is leaving..."

After the prince saluted, he slowly backed out.

His movements were always light and slow. Emperor Qingming, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, didn't look up at all. As soon as the crown prince retreated to the curtain, he heard the sound of jade and porcelain shattering behind him.

"A bunch of trash!"

"On weekdays, when you fight against me, you can compare your abilities with each other... When you really need to use them, you can't come up with a decent idea at all!"

"I think they have intentions at all, and they want to see my jokes... This group of people is the best at playing around the wind, and they may have voted for a new owner in secret!"

Hearing these words full of hostility, the prince was so frightened that he held his breath, and walked forward step by step without daring to turn back.

"Your Majesty, calm down...you must not get angry anymore with your headache." Li Ji stepped forward to persuade.

"The quack doctors in the imperial medical office are also useless..." After some attacks, Emperor Qingming's headache became more and more serious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let Qiao Bing come over and cut my pulse..."

The prince, who could vaguely hear half of the name, was a little puzzled.

Father Huang seemed to have mentioned a person with the surname Qiao just now?

But he didn't remember that there was an imperial physician surnamed Qiao in the Imperial Medical Office...

The reason why he can be so sure is naturally for a reason. Over the years, he has dealt with the most people in the imperial medical office. Which imperial doctor in the imperial medical office has a false name for prescribing too much medicine? He hasn't married a wife yet, he knows all about this.

Emperor Qingming said that name when he was in a daze, and Li Ji subconsciously looked in the direction where the prince was leaving.

The boy's clothes had disappeared outside the hall.

Li Ji said in a low voice: "I'm going to try to get someone to come here..."

It is said that prescribing medicine to treat a disease should indeed be consulted in person, and it is not advisable to rely solely on dead prescriptions.

Emperor Qingming was supported and lay down on the couch.

Two eunuchs were called into the hall to clean up the mess on the ground.

The smashed decorations needed to be replaced in time, and two quarters of an hour later, two red lacquered wooden boxes were brought over by the palace servants.

There was more than enough time for a cup of tea, and the wooden box was carried out again.

Looking at the lacquered wooden box that seemed to be light and heavy, the eyes of an inner eunuch guarding outside the hall flickered slightly.

At this time, the eunuch in charge came out from the inner hall: "Your Majesty can't hear the slightest noise now, keep a distance and be careful, don't make any noise."

The palace people answered "yes" in a low voice.

It was also time to exchange value, and everyone kept their movements extremely light.

The inner eunuch quietly left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and his figure disappeared into the night very quickly.

Half an hour later, in the inner hall of Yukun Palace, a palace maid whispered in the Queen's ear: "Your Majesty, Xiao Chenzi is here, and he said that he has something important to report to your Majesty in person..."

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(Two chapters in one, good night everyone.)