Zixuan pointed to the goose and asked the guard: "Will Uncle Wang sell it?"
The guard hesitated: "Yes... of course yes, does he dare to sell it!"
Zixuan frowned: "If you force him to sell, if that person finds out, he will definitely be unhappy."
That person was naturally referring to Yan Li, and Zixuan felt like a bandit had entered the village and swept away all the good things in the village.
"Stop! Stop!" Suddenly, someone shouted outside the restaurant.
Zixuan looked outside, and saw an old man in coir raincoat and straw sandals, trotting over the muddy road, with a whip in his hand.
"Give me back my goose!"
This finally confirmed Zixuan's conjecture: Uncle Wang didn't sell geese, but the guards forced him to sell them.
Uncle Wang came to the hotel out of breath, and when he saw the goose in the guard's hand, his eyes lit up: "You... you let my goose go!"
The blue veins on Uncle Wang's forehead burst out, and he reached out and snatched the goose from the guard's hand.
A cold light flashed from the guard's eyes: "I've given you the money, what else do you want! You should hit the old ghost!"
The guard raised his hand and wanted to slap Uncle Wang, but was grabbed by the proprietress and the boss next to him.
"Brother Guancha, please spare me! Uncle Wang is a well-known doctor who has cured many diseases in our village. If you injure him, our villagers will get sick in the future. Who can we turn to for treatment! Please also ask Brother Guancha to have a large number of people. Let him go!"
The guard said: "People can be let go, but geese can't be let go! This is to honor our noble concubine!"
The guard accidentally revealed the identities of Ziyan and Zixuan, which shocked the proprietress, the boss, and Uncle Wang.
The boss and the proprietress looked at each other: "Oh, so they are imperial concubines, no wonder they are dressed so luxuriously! I heard that the emperor is going to Jiangnan recently, and now that the imperial concubine is here, could it be that the emperor is not far away?"
Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, but immediately recovered the anger he had just now: "I don't care what kind of concubine you are, it's wrong to snatch my goose! Even if you bring me to the emperor, I'll say the same."
Zixuan was about to persuade the guards to return the goose to Uncle Wang, Ziyan stood up, smiled, and looked at Uncle Wang sharply.
"They said just now that you can cure illnesses?"
Uncle Wang snorted: "That's right, so what?"
Zi Yan took a few steps: "It's not good! My younger sister is sick and keeps throwing up on the boat. You can prescribe a prescription to cure her illness."
Uncle Wang's voice was tough: "People who are not used to taking a boat will naturally vomit, and taking medicine doesn't help."
Zi Yan smiled: "My younger sister is the one who vomits the most, and she is still vomiting when she got ashore. She must have caught a cold at night. You can prescribe a medicine. My sister's illness is cured, and I Then he ordered the guards to release the goose."
Uncle Wang looked at Zi Yan distrustfully: "Really?"
Zi Yan pouted: "I don't need to play tricks with you."
Uncle Wang thought for a while: "Well, I'll see a doctor for this noble concubine and prescribe a prescription, so you let my goose go."
Zi Yan grinned: "That's natural!"
Uncle Wang knew that the woman was shy, so he asked Zixuan, "Is the imperial concubine taking her pulse here? Seems like something is wrong?"
Zi Yan asked the proprietress: "Do you have a more private place here?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The proprietress led Ziyan, Zixuan, and Uncle Wang to a secluded thatched cottage behind.
Zixuan and Uncle Wang sat down, while Ziyan stood.
Zixuan looked at Ziyan, her eyes were full of sadness: "Sister, I'm actually not sick..."
Ziyan put her hand on Zixuan's shoulder: "If you are sick, let Uncle Wang see it."
Uncle Wang acted a bit rough just now, but when he met people as a doctor, he was upright and serious. He stretched out his left hand and stroked his beard.
"Concubine, can you stretch out your hand and let me take your pulse?"
Zixuan lowered her head and stretched out her hand.
Uncle Wang stroked his beard while checking Zixuan's pulse. Suddenly, Uncle Wang's eyes lit up, looking at Zixuan, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Zixuan was a little uneasy, and just about to ask, Ziyan who was standing next to her took her away.
"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with my sister?"
Uncle Wang gave Ziyan a disdainful look, and then fixed his eyes on Zixuan.
"My concubine, I want to congratulate you!"
As soon as this remark came out, Zixuan was taken aback: "Uncle Wang, you... how do you congratulate me?"
Uncle Wang said with a smile: "You are not sick, you are pregnant!"
Zixuan covered her mouth in shock! Zi Yan secretly delighted beside her.
If Zixuan is pregnant with Yan Li's dragon species, Rong Changan must be envious and jealous, and the conflict between her and Zixuan will definitely intensify. Zi Yan waited to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and when the two of them were exhausted from fighting, it was the time when Zi Yan became a fisherman.
Zixuan was happy, surprised and afraid in her heart.
"Uncle Wang, you... You read it right, right?"
Uncle Wang laughed and said, "If I'm wrong, I won't see a doctor anymore from now on."
Zi Yan quickly asked: "How many months has my sister been pregnant?"
Uncle Wang stroked his beard: "According to the current pulse condition, it has been a month. Since the imperial concubine is pregnant with the prince, she shouldn't come to the south of the Yangtze River. The imperial concubine doesn't care about her body, doesn't she miss the child in her stomach?" ?”
Now that Ziyan has another trump card, she is naturally dancing with joy, people who don't know, think that Ziyan is really happy for Zixuan!
Ziyan hugged Zixuan and exulted: "Sister, congratulations on your pregnancy! If you give birth to a prince, you will be a prince! If your child becomes a prince, you will be a concubine in the future! Rong Chang'an is the best!" , I dare not hurt you anymore!"
Zixuan is still ignorant at the moment, not knowing whether to be happy or sad. I don't know if I should tell Yan Li and Rong Chang'an the news.
Ziyan danced and danced, as if she was the one who was pregnant, not Zixuan.
"Boss! Boss!" Zi Yan shouted.
The boss quickly walked into the thatched cottage, respectfully, as if he was serving Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"What's your order, concubine?"
Ziyan coughed twice: "Do you have chicken, duck and fish at home?"
The boss scratched his head and thought for a while: "There is a hen, but we want to wait for it to lay eggs and raise more chicks..."
Zi Yan snorted: "Now the imperial concubine is pregnant with the dragon seed and needs to mend her body. If you kill the hen, we will give you ten times the money!"
Ten times the money, the boss was elated: "Okay, okay! I'll ask my wife to kill the hen right away, so I can serve you two."
When Uncle Wang heard Ziyan say that he wanted to kill the chicken, he was afraid that his own goose would also be killed, so he looked at Zixuan anxiously:
"Grand Concubine, you just said that as long as I take your pulse, you will let my Wang Youjun go. Doesn't it count?"
Pooh!
Zixuan couldn't help laughing again.
Uncle Wang called the goose Wang Youjun. I don't know how Wang Xizhi under the Nine Springs feels.
"Okay, since you are treating my sister, I will return the goose to you!" Zi Yan clapped her hands, and the guard brought the goose in and threw it on the ground.
When Uncle Wang saw him, his heart ached so badly that his eyes were moist, as if it wasn't a goose that was thrown on the ground, but his own son.