The ink carp quietly climbed into the palace wall, and subconsciously pushed back the gerbil whose head was sticking out of the collar.
Because there is a cat in the East Palace.
The night was dark, the lights in the hall were bright, and people came and went everywhere. Perhaps it was for this reason that the spotted cat avoided other places, and the ink carp did not see any trace of it.
The further he went in, the tighter Doctor Mo's brows became.
He thought that the noise was limited to the vicinity of the palace gate, but he didn't expect that the side of the bedroom was not stable. The prince is so ill that it is not easy to fall asleep. What are these people doing
Whole boxes of precious brocades and antique jades are displayed in order in front of the hall.
The dark patterns on the brocade shine brightly under the illumination of the lights.
The maid in the East Palace lowered her head, as if she could not see these things, and quickly walked over the steps. Director Chen of the East Palace had a livid face, and said angrily at the treasurer who had brought things over: "Who asked you to come? How dare you bring someone here without the permission of His Royal Highness the Prince?"
There were also a few rank six or seven petty officials beside the treasurer. They didn't speak, but their expressions were really ugly.
Although the rank of the inner court was different from that of the outer court, these petty officials in Changqiu Supervision, who were in charge of the imperial inner treasury, worked with the inner eunuch all day, so they could not raise the aura of the outer court officials to despise the inner eunuch.
"Look at what Director Chen said, this is the intention of His Majesty and the Third Highness, His Royal Highness must take a look at it!"
The Treasurer's tone was respectful, but his expression was sarcastic. When he saw the chief servant of the East Palace before, he could not help but greet him with a smile and a thoughtful and appropriate greeting. It's different now, the crown prince is terminally ill, this Director Chen is a dying person, what kind of prestige is he showing in front of him at this moment
"The two prime ministers said that they want the lower officials and others to come and have a look. If there is something missing in the East Palace, they will have to take something from the library. Now they are not allowed to enter, and they are not allowed to see. Tell us what to do?"
The voice of the speech is not restrained, and it can be heard from far away.
Manager Chen was so furious that he almost punched the treasurer in the face.
The rest of the palace staff, as well as the guards of the East Palace, showed the same anger, and vaguely surrounded the people of Changqiu prison.
The treasurer felt bad at this moment. He took a step back and asked angrily, "What are you going to do? You also plan to build..."
Before the word "rebellion" was finished, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and the treasurer covered his face and wailed. I saw blood dripping on his face, his palms were shaking, his expression was frightened, and his other hand was slapped randomly in front of him.
"Meow."
The shadow stopped at the far end of the stone steps, and flicked its tail lightly.
"Catch that cat!" The Treasurer was startled and angry.
If the scar is not cured, he may not be able to keep his position now. Whether it is a minister of the outer court or an eunuch of the inner court, once the face is damaged, everything will be over, only the generals are not so particular.
"Damn, grab it..."
"Ahu!"
The cat heard the call of the palace servant and ran faster.
Manager Chen said with a smile, "Siku Hu is frightened, he is a raccoon slave raised by His Royal Highness, and he is timid by nature. Today, there are suddenly so many people in the palace, and there is no greeting, everyone is in a hurry, this cat is not good. Are you scared? Animals can understand anything, but they can't teach rules, so they can only let it run around."
"you-"
Hu Shiku sighed in anger.
Several other petty officials also heard that this was referring to Sang scolding Huai, but it was impossible to attack.
If the prince does not die, he will still be the prince. They can ignore the prince and despise them in their hearts, but they still have to abide by the way of the prince and ministers, and they can't chase and beat the cat raised by the prince.
That civet cat is very dexterous, and doesn't give others a chance to throw objects at it, and jumps up the eaves in three or two strokes.
With the steep and narrow eaves, the cat is walking on the ground.
Suddenly it stopped, and its head looked left and right, as if looking for something.
The people below could only watch it cross the overhanging eaves and turn to the other side of the palace.
— Mo Li held his breath and silently watched the cat walking towards him.
This cat named Ah Hu gradually arched its back and raised its sharp claws slightly, as if taking the ink carp as a formidable enemy for food.
The so-called "food" just fit in the ink carp's arms, a warm mass, soft and motionless. The ink carp couldn't help using internal force to drive the raccoon slave away, trying to keep it away from him.
The cat was thrown three somersaults by an invisible force, and almost fell off the roof.
When it got up again, the ink carp had already slipped into the dormitory in the dark.
When Yu Lan turned around, she saw that there was another person in front of her, she almost pulled out her hairpin and swung it over, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, so she didn't yell out that there was an assassin and alarm the people outside the hall.
There were curtains hanging down on all sides of the dormitory, and with screens and furnishings blocking it, even the palace servants who were waiting in the hall could not see what was happening in this corner.
Mo Li made a gesture of silence towards Yu Lan, the latter understood, and assigned several nearby palace servants to go out to work, and then saluted with joy and anticipation.
"Are you here to visit Your Highness?"
Mo Li didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
Because the prescription was effective, Yu Lan wanted to worship Mo Li as a Buddha statue and Bodhisattva, so she hurriedly went to tell the prince, and after a while, the people in the sleeping hall left one after another, leaving only a few palace people.
These are all things in charge of the East Palace, and they are also the confidants of the Crown Prince.
When Mo Li came last time, they were all brought down, and now this is the first time I have seen this magical doctor who appeared strangely with Meng Guoshi.
When the prince saw Mo Li, his spirit was lifted, and he got up slightly and said, "I have received the favor of the genius doctor, but I still don't know the surname of the genius doctor, who is the teacher..."
"Name is not important. What you need is a prescription, not a doctor's origin."
Yu Lan stood by, just watching Mo Li walk past her. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that there seemed to be a bulge under Mo Li's robe.
Yu Lan knows martial arts, she is the prince's personal maid, and she also acts as a bodyguard. Anyone the prince wants to meet, she will make sure that the other party has no hidden weapons.
Because she was often unable to carry out searches, she could only rely on her eyes. Yu Lan was sure that she had read it right. There was indeed a bulge under this genius doctor's clothes, and it was very small.
Besides, how can anyone put a purse in their chest
Now that it is spring, I wear more jackets, which are much thinner than cotton clothes, and not as loose as summer robes, so it is very obvious that they bulge out a little.
"… "
Wait, it seems to be moving!
Yu Lan was taken aback, and quickly signaled the palace servants around her to pay attention.
Others didn't know what to do, and thought there was something wrong with the ink carp, so they approached cautiously.
Mo Li ignored everyone's vigilant gaze, he walked five steps away from the prince's bed, raised his hand in a salute, and behaved calmly. .
Manager Chen, who came to hear the news, wanted to scold him when he saw it, but felt hesitant.
Mo Li only cares about the gerbil in his arms, as long as the gerbil is not taken away by the cat, he doesn't care what others think.
"Please sit down, doctor."
The prince's expression changed, and he changed his name to a closer one.
Ink carp really doesn't like the title of a genius doctor.
The palace servant was about to move the embroidered pier, but was stopped by the ink carp.
"No, I can check the pulse here."
Mo Li is like an ordinary doctor going to an ordinary person's home to treat a disease. When the prince stretches out his wrist, he starts to take pulse without any distractions, and after a while he asks to change his hand.
No one spoke in the dormitory, only the prince's low cough.
After about a cup of tea, Mo Li let go of his hand and pondered.
The doctor encountered difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and most of the time he did not know how to prescribe the medicine. The situation of the prince was even more serious. The expressions of those imperial doctors changed greatly when they diagnosed the pulse, and it was difficult to hide the color of fear. Afterwards, they were vague and dare not dare. Straightforward.
Mo Li was hesitant because he had not tried to treat a patient whose condition was so critically ill. The prince's body, let alone heavy medicine, might not be able to handle even ordinary medicine.
There is no ready-made prescription at all, you can only decide for yourself.
The slightest amount of wrong weight, the consequences are unimaginable.
Mo Li couldn't help but feel a little anxious, he didn't show it on his face, but his mood was fluctuating. If there is a doctor with equally good medical skills at this time, and the two are thinking about the prescription at the same time, Mo Li can be more confident.
"When I came here, I vaguely saw someone from the Imperial Physician's Office?"
This is Mo Li's guess. In the palace, those with white hair and white beard who do not wear red robes and purple robes are only imperial doctors.
"It's all useless people who come..."
"Yulan!"
The prince stopped drinking and turned to Mo Li, "Does the doctor want to discuss a prescription with them?"
Mo Li thought of the prescription he saw in the East Palace before, and couldn't help shaking his head: "No need."
Some of these imperial physicians may have excellent medical skills, but they are cautious and cautious, and a pair of medicine basically does not cure anything, just to save the patient's life. It is better to say that it is to treat a disease than to take care of it. The disease is not cured by medicine, but by the patient himself.
When faced with the deteriorating body of the prince, the imperial doctor was helpless.
"...This country is like you're sick."
Just as dangerous as a tiring egg, just as unpredictable.
Although the foundation is there, it is riddled with holes that cannot be repaired or repaired.
The civil and military officials of the Qi Dynasty, like those imperial physicians, never thought of prescribing the right medicine, but just wanted to keep the old framework, and then hope that this long-decayed country will be reborn and return to the prosperous appearance of the Chu Dynasty.
"doctor?"
Mo Li was awakened by this call, and he took off the medicine bag and took out the silver needle.
The side hall next to them were all imperial physicians, and they brought everything with them. Yu Lan soon led someone to find wormwood and a small lamp specially used to bake silver needles.
The prince looked at the flickering lights and suddenly asked, "Is the lonely second brother okay?"
Mo Li paused, but did not answer.
"Second brother escaped from the palace, and the Imperial Guard has not caught anyone yet. I guess he was taken away by the national teacher." The prince took out a piece of beautiful jade from under his pillow with difficulty and handed it to the ink carp.
The ink carp didn't pick it up, but his fingers touched the jade.
is warm.
"Prince is this?"
"This is a warm jade, and it is a rare treasure. It is a waste to fall into the hands of dying people. I will give this to the doctor. In the future, if there are children with cold symptoms, it will come in handy." After the prince finished speaking intermittently, he smiled bitterly, "As a reward for this jade, I hope that the national teacher and the doctor can send the second emperor's younger brother out of the capital. After that, the life and death will depend on the heaven's care."
Hearing the words, the gerbil pressed twice on the chest of the ink carp with its paws.
Doctor Mo: "..."
No, he wouldn't say that the sixth prince was also under their noses, and then took an extra piece of warm jade!