As soon as he regained consciousness, Wen Qingci felt a tingling sensation in his chest and lungs again, and then he began to cough heart-wrenchingly.
Tasting the familiar fishy-sweet taste, the person on the couch subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to his lips.
But then, Wen Qingci's wrist fell down weakly.
The clear blue medicinal jade also fell heavily to the ground.
"I'll go call Yu Guanlin."
Before Wen Qingci could react, Xie Bufeng suddenly turned around and walked out of the hall.
He walked extremely fast, almost escaping from here.
What happened to Xie Bufeng
Wen Qingci, who was ill, had no time to think about this issue in detail.
A thin line of blood flowed down from Wen Qingci's lips. Yu Guanlin was frightened by his appearance when he first came in.
The old doctor took out a thin silver needle and pierced the acupuncture point between Wen Qingci's throat.
The body of the person on the couch trembled slightly.
Unlike Xie Bufeng who had no sense of pain since childhood, Wen Qingci had always been afraid of pain.
When he was sick as a child, he refused to have an injection.
No matter how bitter the medicine is, you can swallow it.
But this time, with the huge discomfort in his chest and lungs eroding him, the slight pain in his hand was almost ignored by him.
After a few injections, Wen Qingci still didn't recover.
"Ahem... Lord Yu, don't worry about it," he forced a pale smile at Yu Guanlin, "It's just an old problem." At the same time, he tried to stretch out his hand to block the other party's action.
Wen Qingci's injured left hand felt numb, and he lifted it up slightly, then fell to his side again.
—He finally realized clearly that there was something wrong with his hand.
Yu Guanlin couldn't help but purse his lips and looked away. After a moment, he turned around and explained, "Last night, Doctor Wen's bleeding wouldn't stop for a long time. We tried a lot of medicines but none of them worked. In the end, we could only bandage it tightly. After a long time..."
Before the old doctor finished speaking, Wen Qingci already understood what he meant.
Under the pressure of external force, the blood in his arms did not circulate for a long time, causing paralysis and weakness.
In the future, your wrists may often feel numb and painful, and you may even not be able to lift heavy objects.
Even though he knew that Wen Qingci was a miracle doctor, Yu Guanlin still subconsciously comforted him after he finished speaking: "Take good rest, you will most likely recover in the future."
Unexpectedly, Wen Qingci, who was lying on the couch with a pale face, just smiled lightly and said, "Ahem... It's okay, it's just my left hand."
As a person who has died once, Wen Qingci has a particularly open mind. He probably knows better than anyone that apart from life and death, everything else is trivial.
What happened last night was really too thrilling.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a life-or-death experience.
At least I have saved my life today, it doesn’t matter whether it’s my left hand or not.
Yu Guanlin didn't expect Wen Qingci to react like this.
The old doctor looked at him deeply, then smiled and packed up the medicine box as usual.
Just before leaving, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and casually reminded: "Countless people in this world are curious about the so-called 'medicine man'. Now they know that Doctor Wen is the person they are looking for. I'm afraid your side will be busy in the future..."
Wen Qingci's coughing gradually stopped.
He took a shallow breath and couldn't help but clench his palms.
I was too anxious at the time and did not consider the consequences.
Yu Guanlin’s reminder was not wrong…
After his identity was exposed, his already troubled life would probably become even more dangerous.
No matter from which angle you look at it, you should make plans as soon as possible and think about how to leave Yongdu as soon as possible...
The numbness and itching between the chest and lungs gradually dissipated.
Wen Qingci finally remembered Xie Bufeng who had just left here in a hurry.
And in a trance, I remembered... I seemed to have had a long dream in my coma.
In the dream, there were endless dark green hills and herbs all over the mountains.
A child who looks exactly like him and has the same cinnabar mole between his eyebrows is picking herbs in the mountains holding his family's hands.
This should be the original owner's memory. He had indeed studied medicine since childhood.
But the child in my memory was wearing coarse cloth clothes and didn’t look like he was from the Valley of Divine Doctors at all.
Instead, it seems like he comes from an ordinary family.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingci couldn't help but raise his right hand and gently touch his cheek.
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to feel a cold feeling on his cheek when he was half asleep and half awake.
It was like tears falling from the corners of my eyes.
The next moment, it was gently wiped away.
Could it be Xie Bufeng
Excessive blood loss cannot be recovered in a day or two.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingci's head became dizzy again.
His eyelids slammed shut again.
Under the dual attack of fatigue and pain, Wen Qingci did not have the energy to think about this problem.
The next moment, he fell into a deep sleep.
The chaos in Taishu Palace is not over yet.
After the eunuchs put out the fire, they found several charred corpses, including that of the old tutor.
This would be a huge event under normal circumstances, but today, everything was overshadowed by the huge shadow of the palace coup.
The palace servants did not make a big fuss about it, but the tragic death of the old tutor still frightened them.
It was not yet dark, and except for the palace servants who came to clean up the mess, everyone else stayed in their own residences and did not go out.
The Taishu Palace was completely empty and looked particularly desolate.
Even this palace, which was built in the previous dynasty and has hundreds of years of history, has a somewhat eerie feeling.
The palace was in chaos, and the forgotten Xie Bufeng returned to the Imperial Medical Bureau.
The small bedroom was also dead silent.
He lay on the couch and looked out the window.
The stars rose up at some point, and the boy stared at the scene outside the window, unable to help but thinking -
Did Wen Qingci feel my touch just now
The moment at Gachon Palace replayed over and over in Xie Bufeng's mind.
The instant coldness, delicacy and even the faint bitter fragrance in the air were all deeply engraved in his mind.
Before I knew it, the night had deepened.
However, the boy didn't feel sleepy at all.
It was not until the sky turned pale that Xie Bufeng realized belatedly that he had been so obsessed with this matter last night that he had not been able to sleep the entire night.
—
After waking up from the coma, Wen Qingci returned to the Imperial Medical Bureau.
The emperor spent a full ten days and finally dug out all the "worms" hiding in the Taishu Palace.
Even the nobles who plotted rebellion were not left out.
Taishu Palace, Yanyi Hall.
Not only court officials and princes gathered here, but even the two imperial physicians Wen Qingci and Yu Guanlin were invited over.
Although Wen Qingci had long been tacitly regarded as "the emperor's confidant", he was still a little nervous deep down when he returned to the palace for the first time.
Excessive blood loss severely damaged Wen Qingci's foundation.
Just standing here exhausted all his strength.
Countless vague gazes fell on Wen Qingci.
The imperial physician, dressed in moon-white, subconsciously clenched the medicinal jade in his hand.
Wen Qingci hid all his nervousness deep in his heart.
The emperor sat alone on a high platform, gently supporting his forehead with his hand, listening to the Minister of Justice interrogating the nobles who had committed treason.
This is not in line with the rules of this dynasty, and there has never been any precedent for it.
Xie Zhaolin did this with the intention of killing the chicken to scare the monkey.
The Minister of Justice read out the charges against the treasonist one by one.
Now that things have come to this, the nobles kneeling in the Yanyi Hall no longer deny the matter, nor can they deny it.
"… Yizhou Wang Gui Yiming has committed treason and high treason and should now be sentenced to death by slicing. Your Majesty, considering our old friendship, has spared the torture and will execute him on the first day of next month."
Hearing this, Wen Qingci frowned deeply.
Before he could think about it, Gui Yiming, who was kneeling in the center of Yanyi Hall, suddenly laughed out loud.
After being locked up in the prison for several days, Gui Yiming, who was born into a royal family, looked miserable and his voice was hoarse.
His laughter echoed in the hall again and again, sounding particularly creepy.
Seeing this, the guards in charge of escorting Gui Yiming immediately took him away.
Gui Yiming felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade, but his smile did not fade at all.
"Hahahaha Xie Zhaolin, do you think that by killing us, you can get the throne rightfully?" Upon hearing this, the person on the throne immediately changed his expression, and even subconsciously tightened the golden nan armrest beside him.
"Drag him away for me—" The emperor pressed his forehead heavily, then took the Convolvulus Pill from the eunuch and swallowed it in one gulp.
It seems like he really has something to hide
There is no mention of this King of Yizhou in "Fu Ming Tang", but from the title we can guess that he must have lived in Yongdu for a while with Xie Zhaolin in his early years.
And there is a high possibility that you will know the other party’s secrets…
There was a shackle around Gui Yiming's neck. As he spoke, the guards on both sides pulled the wooden shackle hard and dragged him out.
"… ah!!!"
The wooden yoke was tied around Gui Yiming's neck. For a moment, it became difficult for him to breathe, let alone speak.
Gui Yiming grabbed his neck with both hands and tried to pull the shackles off his neck, while shouting with all his might in a hoarse voice.
At the last moment, Gui Yiming finally struggled to utter a relatively complete sentence.
These words fell into Wen Qingci's ears.
The young doctor clenched his teeth instantly.
Under the influence of nervousness, he couldn't help but cough slightly.
"You... cough cough, that year when Yongdu had a heavy snowfall... cough cough, hunger, famine, you were the one who said cough cough cough... The Imperial Star was unstable, stable, you were the one who said that, the rumors... were all, the refugees... the refugees were also you, kill—"
Gui Yiming opened his eyes wide, his eyes bloodshot, and stared fiercely at the figure sitting on the podium.
In the entire hall, perhaps only Wen Qingci heard what he said.
Gui Yiming's sentences are fragmented and difficult to understand at first.
But Wen Qingci, who had read countless novels, paused for a moment and suddenly understood what he meant...
In a certain year of the previous dynasty, there was a snowstorm in the country.
Xie Zhaolin took this opportunity to fabricate rumors like "The Emperor's Star is unstable, causing disasters" and spread them widely.
Even... they killed the refugees who came to Yongdu to escape famine!
Natural disasters have always been an important reason for the fall of a dynasty.
Not to mention that Xie Zhaolin also linked it with the so-called "theory of ghosts and gods" and intentionally fanned the flames behind the scenes.
Under normal circumstances, perhaps no one would pay attention to this statement.
But in those days of panic, it was particularly scary.
Xie Zhaolin's throne was indeed not obtained in a fair and honest way.
At the other end of the Yanyi Hall, Xie Bufeng, who had been keeping his eyes down, suddenly smiled slowly.
Snow disasters, bad times, and refugees who died tragically outside Yongcheng
All of this was done to expose the previous emperor's "lack of virtue and incompetence" and force him to abdicate.
If Xie Bufeng had not heard Xie Zhaolin's voice filled with fear today, he really would not have known that the current emperor had buried such an important matter deep in his heart.
The reason why he was so anxious to kill that group of nobles was because Xie Zhaolin probably guessed that this group of people knew something about the "good things" he had done.
The Convolvulus Pill took effect, and the emperor's brows gradually relaxed.
The Minister of Justice cleared his throat and continued to read the final judgment.
And at the moment they were dragged away, Wen Qingci saw...
The eyes of this group of people were filled with hatred.
Among them, there is not only love for Xie Zhaolin... but also love for himself.
The emperor always prided himself on being clear about rewards and punishments.
Since there are punishments, there must also be rewards.
All the nobles who plotted rebellion were taken away, and the Yanyi Hall was empty in an instant.
Eunuch Xian stepped forward with the imperial edict and read out the emperor's reward with a smile.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yu Guanlin on the side looked at Wen Qingci with a smile and nodded meaningfully.
Everyone here today knows that Wen Qingci will definitely receive a share of the reward.
Sure enough, after the eunuch Xian recited a few words symbolically, the name "Wen Qingci" appeared in his mouth.
—The imperial physician Wen Qingci, for his meritorious service in protecting the emperor, was specially appointed as a third-rank Hanlin scholar to show the emperor's favor.
The institution of "Hanlin Academy" has existed since the previous dynasty, but it has never been established in the Wei Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, the emperor brought it up again today because of Wen Qingci.
There were scholars of divination, medicine, chess, and magic in the Hanlin Academy.
They usually did not have to attend court, but only served as the emperor's personal secretaries and advisers.
If one were to reward literary excellence, this would indeed be a good position.
Although everyone had guessed that the emperor would reward Wen Qingci, the expressions on everyone's faces suddenly became interesting after hearing the words "Hanlin Academician".
The highest-ranking imperial physician in the Imperial Medical Bureau was only a fifth-rank official.
But today, Wen Qingci unexpectedly became a third-rank official.
The Wei Dynasty had been in power for more than twenty years. Who would have thought that the minister who was promoted the fastest would be an imperial physician
Xie Zhaolin's move simply brought Wen Qingci to an unprecedented height.
Wen Qingci: …!!!
Although he was prepared, his brain went blank in an instant.
Fortunately, the smile had long been frozen on his face like a mask, and Wen Qingci's movements were graceful, without showing any panic at all.
"I thank you for your grace."
At this moment, his voice was so unfamiliar that he could hardly recognize it.
The emperor smiled and looked at Wen Qingci, and suddenly added, "Your Excellency has been in Yongdu for several months, and has been living in the Imperial Medical Bureau without a residence. Chenghe Garden outside Taishu Palace has been empty and has no owner yet, so you can live there from now on."
Chenghe Garden was also built by the previous dynasty and had been home to successive Hanlin academicians. It was indeed appropriate to give it to Wen Qingci.
However, upon hearing this, Xie Bufeng in the corner of the hall couldn't help but frown.
A trace of displeasure that could not be ignored flashed across his eyes.
The bedroom in the Imperial Medical Bureau was small and overly simple, and indeed not worthy of Wen Qingci's status.
But the voice in Xie Bufeng's heart kept reminding him that he didn't want Wen Qingci to live outside the palace, and he didn't want him to disappear from his sight.
"Haha, Your Majesty values Wen Qingci so much, isn't it because of his blood?"
"Such a generous reward is just a life-buying fee. I wonder how long he can continue to enjoy his glory?"
Xie Bufeng slowly narrowed his eyes.
He subconsciously thought of the cold and stiff lamb in the snow that day, and the warmth of Wen Qingci's body.
Instantly, indescribable anger and fear filled the boy's heart...
After the reward ceremony, the emperor ordered everyone to leave.
Yanyi Hall is located in the south of Taishu Palace and belongs to the previous dynasty. Wen Qingci had never been there before.
Led by Eunuch Zhao, the group headed towards the harem.
"… Doctor Wen will be moving to a new house in a few days, and we would like to congratulate you," said Eunuch Zhao, and then he bowed to Wen Qingci in an exaggerated manner, and then asked sideways, "I wonder when Doctor Wen plans to hold the housewarming party?"
According to the tradition of the Wei Dynasty, anyone who was awarded a mansion had to hold a banquet to express gratitude for the emperor's grace.
But Wen Qingci really had no interest in this kind of activity.
He shook his head, coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "We'll talk about this in the future."
As soon as Wen Qingci finished speaking, Xie Bufeng turned around and gave Eunuch Zhao a cold look.
The young man's eyes were like knives, and just one glance made Eunuch Zhao feel cold in his heart.
"Okay!" Although he didn't understand what he and Wen Qingci were talking about and why Xie Bufeng was glaring at him, Eunuch Zhao quickly smiled and shut his mouth after being looked at like that.
Taishu Palace covers an area of four to five thousand acres.
Wen Qingci had never walked the road from Yanyi Palace back to the Imperial Medical Bureau before, and the scenery along the way was very unfamiliar to him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qingci saw a rather elegant indigo-colored palace hidden in the bamboo forest not far away.
The architectural style of this palace is out of tune with the entire Taishu Palace.
And when I looked closely... there seemed to be someone sitting in the bamboo forest playing the piano.
Seeing that Eunuch Zhao seemed to be preparing to say something again, Wen Qingci quickly changed the subject: "Eunuch Zhao, where is this?"
"Oh... this," the eunuch's voice suddenly became ambiguous, and he lowered his eyes and smiled and replied, "This is where the young masters live."
Young master
What's this
Hearing this, Xie Bufeng followed Wen Qingci's gaze and looked into the depths of the bamboo forest.
Although Wen Qingci had been in the palace for several months and his name had spread throughout Yongdu, the only people he came into contact with on a daily basis were those few fixed ones.
He searched his mind for a long time but couldn't remember who the so-called "young master" was.
Eunuch Zhao seemed to have expected this. He smiled, winked at Wen Qingci, and continued in an extremely ambiguous tone, "'Young Master' is also someone close to His Majesty, but... he's a man."
Wen Qingci:…
I didn’t expect that the emperor actually had a male favorite
After hearing Eunuch Zhao's answer, Wen Qingci instantly regretted it.
If I had known this, I would have continued to let him talk about moving.
After saying this, Eunuch Zhao habitually turned his gaze to Wen Qingci and observed his expression.
Being looked at like this, Wen Qingci could only smile and nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.
However, just when Wen Qingci was about to turn the page, the young man walking beside him suddenly spoke up: "Male?"
Xie Bufeng, who had just returned to Yongdu a few months ago, had no idea that there was a man by the emperor's side.
Xie Bufeng frowned, and his eyes revealed a deep disgust - this was towards his father.
Seeing this, Wen Qingci paused.
He misunderstood Xie Bufeng's gaze.
Eunuch Zhao on the side thought that Wen Qingci asked this suddenly because he was interested in the matter, so he introduced it with great interest.
In his words, "male homosexuality" was a harmless pastime for the upper class of the Wei Dynasty and a popular pastime among princes and nobles.
The more Eunuch Zhao spoke, the more disgust appeared in Xie Bufeng's eyes.
He had lived in the Suzhou Imperial Mausoleum since he was three years old, and it seemed that he really had no chance to learn this kind of knowledge.
Now you must not be led astray by your virtuous eunuch!
As a modern man, Wen Qingci struggled for a long time, but finally couldn't help but turn sideways to ask the young man: "Your Highness, are you thinking about the 'Young Master'?"
Xie Bufeng did not shake his head, but just looked at him deeply.
Wen Qingci lowered his eyes and smiled. He coughed lightly, and walked slowly forward while saying calmly, "Loving the same sex is not a pastime or entertainment, but something we are born with. It is no different from love between men and women."
Wen Qingci felt that what he said was both tactful and clear.
However, he didn't expect that just as he finished speaking, Xie Bufeng, who was walking on the side, suddenly stopped, frowned, looked into his eyes and asked: "You mean, men and men... can also be together?"
(End of this chapter)