This team of cavalry did not bring any sedan chairs. They pushed people and forced them onto the horses.
Master Ming Bing wanted to explain some things to the monks in the temple, and wanted to bring his own medicine bag, but he was ruthlessly rejected.
"There is everything in the palace, and the noble person's condition cannot be delayed!"
The cavalry leader had a cold face, completely ignoring the broken temple gate and the objects he stepped on and knocked over.
The ink carp's eyes moved slightly.
—Is this a royal city ruled by King Ning, who believes in Buddhism
It's not like at all, from these rude cavalrymen to the dignitaries who play tricks, Ning Taicheng and Mo Li think differently.
Mr. Qiu, the advisor, is he going to bring such a subordinate of King Ning to the army
Or before that, will he "clean up" Ningtai City? Eradicate what is rotten and get in the way, and leave what can be used.
Mo Li's heart jumped, and he subconsciously touched the gerbil in his arms.
He did not drop the rattan box, and the gerbil had been obediently nesting in his arms without moving.
This sudden change gave Mo Li an excellent opportunity to infiltrate Queen Ning's backyard.
A Furong, who was smuggled in by the people of Xiliang, must be very secretive.
It stands to reason that after entering the city, the first thing should be to find "Qiu Mansion" and see what the advisor wants to do, but it is easy to expose himself. Mo Li has not forgotten the existence of Fengxing Pavilion. If Mr. Qiu is a capable person, any abnormality in Ningtai City will not escape his eyes.
The origin of Mo Li is unknown, and his "identity" cannot withstand investigation.
Now, it depends on how many doctors were kidnapped into the palace by King Ning's imperial guards.
Mo Li lowered his head, pretending to be old, weak and frightened.
The cavalry went out of the workshop and rode their horses on the avenue. Some of the powerful carriages who had just returned to the city were squeezed to the side. The children of the powerful and powerful who had been wild and slaughtered woke up, and then whispered about what happened in the palace.
This road is the central axis after the reconstruction of Ningtai City.
The streets on both sides of the road are not allowed to open windows on the street, and the end of the road is Ning Wangfu.
But now it is not called the palace, but the palace. Everything is modeled after the layout of the imperial palace in the capital, but the scale is much smaller.
The people of Ningtai City, and some of the Jiangnan family have never been to Taijing at all. In their eyes, the palace of King Ning is already very bold.
Neat and beautiful yellow glazed tiles, ochre red palace walls, jade belt Jinshui bridge, and nine squatting beasts on the ridge of the temple at the end of the white marble steps.
"… "
The gerbil made a slight noise, as if laughing.
Can't blame Meng Qi for laughing at it, it really looks like a clumsy imitation. The palaces of the Taijing Palace are endless. There are several gates alone. There are even tall palace walls blocking the line of sight, making it impossible for people to directly see the civil and military officials. The Hall of Wanhe of the court.
But where King Ning is here, the palace gate is wide open, and directly behind is a building that imitates the Hall of Ten Thousand Harmonies.
The dragon carving on Dan Qi is quite decent, but the steps are too short, and the dragon seems to be missing a section. It is a dragon with a short stature.
The wooden poles erected on the palace wall and the entrance are hung with the flags of the Chu Dynasty and King Ning. From a distance, they look like a stage, as if they are afraid that others will not know where this place is.
The cavalry rushed to the gate of the palace and dismounted in unison.
The ink carp was almost dragged off the horse's back by them, and he staggered, only holding on to the rattan box tightly.
The gerbil rubbed his claws in the arms of the ink carp with sham clothes.
I saw another team of cavalry in the distance, and the doctor who was forcibly brought in was pale, and fell to the ground as soon as the horse was mounted.
"Commander Ma, if you are looking for a doctor like this, I'm afraid you will have to ask the imperial doctor to see them first." The commander of the cavalry on Mo Li's side sneered at his colleagues.
"shut up!"
The people over there were very annoyed, and turned around and scolded their subordinates: "How do you do things? Quickly help people up!"
Mo Li looked at the doctor.
He was swayed by the horse, and he suddenly bent down and vomited on the person next to him.
"Damn!"
Commander Ma was furious and pulled out his knife.
Seeing that the situation was not good, everyone immediately pushed Commander Ma aside and tried to persuade him.
"Don't do it, the king is still waiting!"
"The illness of the nobles in the palace cannot be delayed!"
Commander Ma looked at the approaching cavalry of the third team, and sighed fiercely: "There are so many doctors in Ningtai City, what can you do with one less?"
"... Commander, this is at the gate of the palace!"
"In case of failure to save lives, King Ning's anger to commander... That would be too worthless!"
"That's right, let's go to the duty room to change clothes. Besides, if they can enter this palace gate, they may not have the life to go out!"
Everyone rushed to the commander of Rama, who glanced here like a dead man, and left angrily.
Mo Li quietly touched the gerbil in his arms, so that Meng Qi would not be impatient, and he could not suffer any loss.
Inside the palace wall, a dozen or so servants trotted over, holding palace lanterns in their hands. The leader was dressed in python clothes, dressed like the Chu Dynasty and the Chen Dynasty, looking nondescript.
"What are you doing standing up?" the waiter shouted in a shrill voice.
"This... Isn't this here yet? The team that went to Xiningfang hasn't come back yet!"
The servant stared at him when he heard the words, coupled with his short, fat and fat figure, and his slightly distorted face, he looked like a toad.
Toad's servant said angrily: "The first to come is the first, it is important to save the nobles, why don't you still bathe, change, and dress neatly in a row? Hurry up, it's wasted time, the king is to blame, none of you can escape!"
The cavalry commander who brought Mo Li couldn't get used to this servant, and said with a smile, "Then leave it to Xu Shaojian."
Saying that, he whipped the whip, got on his horse, and even led people away.
"you-"
Toad's servant wanted to scold, but he was worried that there were too many people, so the palace was in a hurry, so he could only eat a full meal, and sent his anger to the doctors such as Mo Li.
"Our family put the ugly words in the front. The palace is no better than the outside. If you look around and see things you shouldn't look at and step on the ground you shouldn't, be careful of your heads!"
That later doctor, who was almost like a rice bag on the saddle, galloped to the gate of the palace. He vomited and his face became slightly better. Now he heard the words of Xu Shaojian, who looked like a toad. White at once.
"Come on! Don't dawdle!"
Xu Shaojian shouted impatiently.
Master Mingjian is old and frail, and he can't walk fast at all.
Although King Ning's palace is much smaller than Taijing's palace, for an old monk, walking is still terrible.
Mo Li lowered his eyes and flicked his fingers silently.
Xu Shaojian, who was walking at the front, got his right foot weak, then stumbled hard on the other foot he stepped out, and fell to the ground.
"Young prisoner!" The other servants were startled and hurried to help.
Master Clear Discrimination had a chance to catch his breath.
Xu Shaojian fell hard and grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare to waste time, so he could only continue on his way with a limp.
"Hurry up and give us a hand."
Xu Shaojian lowered his head to find the thing he stumbled over, but the ground was clean and there was nothing.
Mo Li took the opportunity to sit on the ground, pretended to fall, and said weakly, "Huh... This old man is almost seventy years old... I really can't walk!"
"How can this be delayed?" Xu Shaojian was so anxious that he waved his hand and instructed the attendant next to him to help the three doctors go.
It just so happened that I could get a support myself, so that I wouldn't be told.
The group walked for a full quarter of an hour, passing through four palace gates and two palace walls, and then stopped in front of a brightly lit palace.
The palace garden is built in imitation of the Soviet-style garden, with corridors, rockeries and flowing water, and exquisite houses are scattered in it.
There was already a waiter waiting at the entrance of the palace, and when he saw Xu Shaojian coming, he opened his mouth and complained: "How did you delay it until now?"
"It's not because those people outside were not doing their best and called the best doctor in the city. They have been dragging it on until now, oh my leg." Xu Shaojian touched the place where he fell and grinned, "Let's In order to be in a hurry, the family fell blindly in the dark."
"Okay!" The servant at the entrance of the palace impatiently dismissed Xu Shaojian.
The latter was muttering what he was about to say, when a small servant ran over and said that another doctor had been sent to the palace gate and was waiting for Xu Shaojian to pick him up.
Xu Shaojian had a dark face, and he could only walk again in pain.
Before Mo Li and the others could see the scenery on the side of the palace, they were taken to a side hall shaped like a water pavilion.
There are windows on all sides of the side hall, and the breeze is breezy. It is obviously very comfortable to live here in summer.
At this time, a group of white-bearded old men gathered in the side hall, all of them frowning, wearing the official robes of the Imperial Physician's Office, they gathered around to discuss the pulse case in a low voice. After seeing Mo Li and others being brought in by the inner servant, the voice of their voice abruptly stopped.
The ink carp put down the rattan box that he had been carrying while facing the relieved and somewhat resentful eyes of the imperial physicians.
A team of guards followed, to search Mo Li and others' clothes and things brought into the palace. In summer, the clothes were very thin, and it was impractical to hide a knife under the clothes. The gerbil tried to flatten himself. It was tightly attached to the chest of the black carp.
The guards wanted to search carefully, but there was nothing in the black carp rattan box except for clothes, medicinal materials, silver needles.
However, the doctor with an ugly face and trembling was searched several times by the guards because he looked much younger than Mo Li and Master Ming Bian.
An imperial doctor was called over to check whether there was any problem with the medicinal materials brought by the ink carp.
"Master is the Master Ming Discrimination of the Golden Drum Temple?"
The appearance of the monks is the best recognition, these imperial physicians obviously have heard the name of Master Ming Bing, and they are the first to greet the old monk.
Venerable Master Ming Bian put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.
"Then this—"
"I, I'm Doctor Hu of Mingshantang, Jixianfang."
The middle-aged doctor who was tossed around as a rice sack bowed his hands to everyone with a white face.
Just when everyone looked at Mo Li and Mo Li was worried about what nonsense he should make up, an extremely angry roar came from the main hall next door.
“… rubbish… quack… drag on…”
Hearing the intermittent voice, the doctors instinctively shrank their necks, their eyes frightened.
"Wait and come along."
The oldest imperial physician sighed and said to Mo Li and the others.
They stepped out of the hall door, and happened to see an imperial doctor being dragged out by several tall, wolf-like servants.
"Forgive your life, Your Majesty, spare your life—"
Halfway through the call, the imperial doctor gagged his mouth and threw it into the side hall like a sack.
The imperial doctor cried out in pain and fell to the ground for a long time without getting up.
The doctor Hu of Mingshantang next to Mo Li looked at him, shaking like a sieve.
Master Ming Bing was relatively calm, but the monk's robe trembled a little.
Mo Li didn't know how to pretend to be afraid at this time, and to what extent was appropriate, so he simply stopped pretending. This made the old man who was suspected of being an imperial doctor looked back at him in surprise. He was probably sympathetic to their experience and couldn't bear it. Zhu Zhu said in a low voice: "The king's favorite concubine has repeatedly made strange illnesses. This is already the fifth one. The king is furious. Be careful."
Mo Li froze slightly, and immediately thought of A Furong.
However, the initial attack of A Furong after her addiction was not so exaggerated. At this moment, there are five in a row. How much A Furong does it take
Xiliang people don't have so much stock.
Mo Li was full of doubts and stepped into the temple gate.
Going around the two large screens, Mo Li deliberately landed at the back. When everyone bowed their heads and knelt down to salute, they pretended to be squatting and sat on the ground. They were covered by robes anyway. Can't see clearly.
King Ning was still far from here, and he didn't have the time to look here, he waved his arms in a fit of rage: "Are all orphans all trash? To let people brutalize concubines and concubines unscrupulously in this palace? You can't even find a reason. Out?! The year before last... The year before last, He Meiren died inexplicably. Last month, who was the one who died?"
"It's Concubine Liu, and Du Meiren died the year before, and He Meiren died last year." The chamberlain beside King Ning reminded in a low voice.
He spoke very quietly, but Mo Li could hear him clearly.
Looking at King Ning, who couldn't even remember the name of his concubine, Mo Li was speechless.
Since it can be traced back to the year before, it seems that it is not because of A Furong.
Mo Li rubbed his forehead. He remembered that Bao Bao told Meng Qi that King Ning was lustful and incompetent, and he had given birth to many sons.
- Shouldn't there be some kind of secret fight in the palace
Not to mention that King Ning's backyard couldn't fight, as long as it was a place with people, even a temple full of monks might be able to fight for the presidency.
It's just that the imperial doctor on King Ning's side is not a dry cook, so how could he not find the reason
Is it some rare poison
While Mo Li pondered, King Ning had already strode over there.
King Ning was eight feet tall, with a black face and black beard. He looked like a fighter on the battlefield, and he was very bluffing when he went out.
However, his eyes were blue and black, his eyes were cloudy, his steps were vain, and his face was full of drunkenness.
What Mo Li said, if King Ning continued to indulge in pleasure, his body would collapse within three years, and then he would not be able to get sick.
Mo Li didn't believe that these imperial doctors in the palace couldn't see it.
Do not say, or dare not say
Mo Li pondered, only to hear King Ning say aggressively: "Is this the doctor invited from outside?"
King Ning looked at the "old and powerless" Mo Li with disgust, shaking like a mad doctor Hu, and snorted in dissatisfaction.
"Looks like trash!"
The Imperial Physician did not dare to lift his head, and said cautiously, "Your Majesty Qi, these are all famous doctors in the city... who are good at treating strokes."
Stroke
Master Clear Discrimination and Mo Li frowned at the same time.
"The lonely concubine didn't have a stroke, she was killed by a bad guy!" Wang Ning was furious and kicked the case a few times, "Otherwise, there is no reason why someone who is lonely will suffer a stroke? That thief is so daring, will it be next time? To harm the orphan?"
The Imperial Physician hurriedly kowtowed and said dryly: "… When several nobles fell ill, they all fell down suddenly, had splitting headaches, convulsed limbs, and vomited. Reverse disorder and attack on the brain. Pulse and disease are both signs of stroke. The Imperial Physician Office has a relieving effect according to the treatment of stroke, indicating that no matter what the cause, the disease is still a stroke. Or there may be other external causes, and famous folk doctors have seen it. more strokes, maybe know why."
When King Ning heard the words, he moved his eyes to re-examine the three Mo Li.
Master Ming Bian is a monk, so he doesn't need to kneel. He calmly put his palms together and said, "The old man's name is Ming Bing, and I would like to share the worries of the king."
If you don't want to, you can't do it, your life is in the hands of others.
King Ning's face looked better, Mo Li didn't know whether he really believed in Buddhism or faked it, but he really had to talk better to the monks.
"Please come in for a diagnosis and treatment by Master Ming Discrimination."
Mo Li lowered his head and followed the old monk inside.
Doctor Hu was about to go in, but was stopped by the servant.
"Why did you call such a young doctor?" King Ning asked dissatisfied.
Doctor Hu was not confused when he was over, but King Ning himself was the same age. Doctor Hu's face was pale. He was not ugly when he was young, so looking at it under the lamp would make King Ning unhappy.
"Your Majesty, your honored person is in critical condition, and there are old ministers and Director Wang beside you. Please rest assured, Your Majesty." The imperial physician Ling quickly explained.
King Ning frowned, and finally waved his hand to agree, but looked at the three of Mo Li with murderous aura:
"If it can't be cured, you will be buried with the lonely concubine!"
The author has something to say: This week has been busy otz, the next update will be on the 10th qaq
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Being a doctor is too dangerous series
The ink carp pretends to be old all the way, and the gerbil grinds its claws all the way
- The doctor's underwear was scratched by the gerbil! !