Jin Renxin felt that the letter was heavy. Although he didn't read what was written on it, it must be a very important matter, otherwise "Concubine Xue Gui" would not be so serious about it.
"Don't worry, noble concubine, I will put the letter in the medicine box. I believe no one will dare to search it. After all, the king invited me into the palace."
Chuntao snorted: "Not necessarily! The person in charge of the four gates of the palace is the thief. He doesn't care if you are invited by the king or the imperial physician of Dajing Kingdom, he will search you all over!"
Jin Renxin and Rong Changan looked at each other, and asked in unison: "Then what should we do?"
Chuntao put her fingers to her head and thought for a while, her eyes suddenly brightened: "Yes! Doctor Jin, you must have a convenient decoration, just like a storyteller dressed as Zhuge Liang who always has a feather fan in his hand , you should also have a round fan in your hand."
"Tuanfan?" Jin Ren repeated Chuntao's words in puzzlement.
Rong Changan understood Chuntao's meaning: "You mean, hide the envelope inside the round fan?"
Chuntao nodded excitedly: "Yes!"
Chuntao went to the street to buy a round fan and a fan leaf, hid the envelope between the two fan leaves, and glued it together with paste.
"Your concubine, your handwriting is beautiful and beautiful. Inscribe a few words on the side that has neither pictures nor words." Chuntao handed the round fan to Rong Changan.
Rong Changan put the round fan on the table, and wrote two lines of poems in graceful handwriting: "The bright moon leaves the branch to startle the magpie, the breeze sings the cicada in the middle of the night". When the ink was dry, I looked at both sides of the fan, but I couldn't tell that there was a letter hidden inside.
Rong Changan smiled and said, "Chuntao, you are getting smarter!"
Chuntao laughed: "Following the imperial concubine, it's no wonder that you don't stay smart!"
At this moment, the envoy who came to invite Jin Renxin shouted impatiently outside: "Hey, is Mrs. Jin cured yet? The king is waiting inside the palace?"
Rong Changan handed the round fan to Jin Renxin: "Physician Jin, hurry up and enter the palace with the envoy!"
Jin Renxin took the round fan and slapped it on, it was quite charming.
Chuntao stretched out her thumb and boasted: "The medicine box on the left shoulder, the round fan in the right hand, and the horned horn on the head, it really looks like Zhuge Liang!"
Jin Renxin clasped his fists with a smile: "Kong Ming bid farewell!" Then, he walked out of the room.
Rong Changan and Chuntao chuckled.
"I really hope he can bring my letter to the king safely, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
Li Ying and the prince who intercepted this letter would be worried that the king would meet "Concubine Xue", and would definitely take severe measures. At that time, I am afraid that Rong Changan and others will not be safe.
Rong Changan clasped his hands together, silently praying for Jin Renxin in his heart.
The side door of the palace. Jin Renxin was waiting to enter the palace with the king's envoy, when a head of internal guards walked over there, that was Yousi whom Chuntao had met.
He is the prince's man, in charge of the security of the palace, who can come in and who can't come in, basically he has the final say. He has already received a message from the prince, asking him to guard against death, and not let the "Concubine Xue" contact the king.
He was patrolling to the side door when he happened to see Jin Renxin coming in with the envoy, he coughed twice, and shouted, "Who is this? What are you doing?"
Jin Renxin's heart skipped a beat when he was slapped by the head of the inner guard, and he subconsciously looked at the round fan in his hand.
Although the envoy followed the king, his official rank was not as high as the head of the inner guard, so he smiled all over his face and said in a low voice:
"Report to Commander, this is the Imperial Physician of Dajing Kingdom, the king asked me to..."
Before the envoy finished speaking, the commander interrupted him and said angrily: "Our country has its own imperial physician, how can we invite a foreign imperial physician to come in? Could it be that his medical skills are better than our imperial physician? Hmph!"
The messenger said with a smile: "After all, he is an imperial physician from the Shang Kingdom, so he must be superior in medical skills. Besides, he was personally ordered by the king. Please open a way for him to go in and treat Princess Zixuan."
The commander held a big knife inlaid with gold and jade on his waist, and with his mouth tilted, he took two steps, looked at Jin Renxin up and down, and snorted again: "Other countries are fine, but I get angry when Dajing country is mentioned. Look at how sick our Princess Zixuan is now? People are different, ghosts are not ghosts, it's not the emperor and queen of the Great Jing Kingdom who killed her!"
"Now that you despise the princess and send her back, you really are ungrateful and dislike the old! Let me tell you, with me guarding the palace, not to mention people from the Great Jing Kingdom, even dogs from the Great Jing Kingdom are not allowed in!" He glared. Looking at Jin Renxin, "Hey, let's go, or I will get angry and chop off your head!"
As he spoke, the commander patted the big knife on his waist.
The envoy didn't know what to do, so he had to intercede with the commander: "Master Commander, this is really the imperial doctor invited by the king. If you don't let it in, it will delay Princess Zixuan's condition. If the king pursues it, can you bear it?"
There is a princess and a prince behind the commander. He is not afraid of the king, because although the current Tianchi Kingdom says that the king is the most powerful person in the country in name, most of the troops are in the hands of the prince. If the king wanted to punish the prince's confidant, he had to look at the prince's face.
So, the commander snorted coldly: "I am doing it for the public, not for my own sake. How could the king blame me? As for Princess Zixuan's illness, I have been healed by my imperial physician from Tianchi Kingdom. I heard that the king has invited me to If one of the most prestigious doctors from the Tianchi Kingdom enters the palace, Princess Zixuan's illness will be cured soon, and there is no need for heresy from other countries."
The messenger had nothing to do. Jin Renxin frowned and thought about it, stroked his goatee and smiled. Seeing his strange smile, the commander asked angrily:
"why are you laughing?"
Jin Renxin looked at the commander sharply: "If you talk to me well, I will tell you; if you are so arrogant again, I am afraid that disaster will be imminent!"
When the commander heard it, he thought it was Jin Renxin who was scaring him. He moved his elbow like a dragon like a dragon, and made a cry of a wolf.
"Why am I in such a catastrophe? If you don't make it clear, I'll kill you with one knife!"
Jin Renxin snorted: "Is this how you ask for advice? If you kill me, you won't live long!" After speaking, Jin Renxin took the round fan and slapped it.
The commander thought to himself: Actually, I have no intention of killing him, just keep him outside the palace gate, otherwise the king will really punish me. The imperial doctor in front of me is holding a round fan to fan the wind in the cold weather. He must have excellent medical skills because of his ancient appearance and heart. He definitely doesn't talk nonsense. Let me just listen to what he has to say.
He put away the knife, and said kindly, "I offended you just now, please forgive me by the imperial doctor of the Shang Kingdom!" He looked at a chair under the cedar tree over there, and pointed to it, "Let's go there Let's talk, how about?"
Jin Renxin shook his clothes: "Please!"
The two came to sit down under the tree, and the commander asked: "Emperor doctor, what did you mean when you said that I was about to suffer a catastrophe? Could it be that the seal between my brows is black?"
Jin Renxin waved the round fan: "This has nothing to do with your Yintang. I just looked at the tip of your nose, looked at your face and eyes, and knew that you were seriously ill, so I told you here."
The commander was terrified, his tense face was pale, and the three souls were like seven souls.
"Doctor, is what you said true?"
What Jin Renxin said was not false: "Your complexion is yellow, your eyes are bloodshot, and the tip of your nose is also yellow. In two years, you will not be alive."