After hearing Mr. Dong's report, Guan Shangshu thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "No, no, let Huatong leave. Since Ke Zhiguo's deputy envoy does not agree to let our court doctor diagnose and treat their prime ministers, We must not make our own claims."
Director Dong nodded and said: "The lower official also meant the same thing. If that's the case, then the lower official should immediately send someone to inform Mr. Wen Dong and tell him to leave."
Guan Shangshu nodded silently. Guan Shangshu felt that since the witch doctor brought by the envoy of the Kezhi Kingdom could not cure their prime minister, he could call a famous doctor from his own country to help, or there might be a chance of curing Prime Minister Kezhi, but what if it failed
Prime Minister Ke Zhi is very old, if the medicine stone is difficult to cure, if they don't take over the diagnosis and treatment, this matter is not very involved, and a scapegoat will be introduced at that time, even if the emperor is furious, this matter Er can still hold it down. But if he promised to let the national doctor take action, but Prime Minister Ke Zhi couldn't resist the toss and die, he would be fully responsible for this matter.
Whether it was Prime Minister Ke Zhi's end of life, or they misdiagnosed and treated him wrongly, which caused his death, it is hard to say for sure. So after thinking about it, Guan Shangshu just took advantage of the fact that Ke Zhiguo's envoy did not agree to be diagnosed and treated by Daming doctor, and he completely stayed out of the matter. One more thing is worse than one less thing.
This kind of mentality is just like those imperial doctors with excellent medical skills who treat the emperor. If it is an ordinary patient, they will cure it in all likelihood. However, when they treated the emperor, they were very worried, and they were very conservative in treatment. Often minor illnesses turned into serious illnesses, and serious illnesses turned into terminal illnesses. Most of the reasons were the same.
Li Xuancheng, Guan Xiaokun and others have been paying attention to Ye Xiaotian's movements, especially after Ke Zhiguo's envoys settled in the Huitong Pavilion, Guan Xiaokun felt that the opportunity had come. He had discussed with his bad friend Rui Qingxing in the past two days, but he had not yet come up with a way to use foreign envoys to enter the Huitong Hall. It was a good way to entrap Ye Xiaotian by the opportunity of the meeting, and suddenly he heard that the Prime Minister of Kezhi Kingdom was seriously ill.
Guan Xiaokun clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this Ye Xiaotian, I see how arrogant he is this time! It's not that he didn't report, it's not time yet. Now that Prime Minister Ke Zhi has an accident in his hall, everyone in the Ministry of Rites must be wrong." May it be done on his behalf, as long as Prime Minister Ke Zhi is unable to recover, he, Ye Xiaotian, will definitely not be able to eat and walk around!"
Xu Qiyun smiled and said: "I heard that the capital has received the news that Kezhi Kingdom sent an envoy to pay tribute, and they are sending people to greet them. When they arrived, they found that the emperor's highly regarded Prime Minister of Kezhi Kingdom was sick. Lying on the couch, even dead, it must be wonderful."
Li Xuancheng pondered for a while, and said: "Things... may not be as you think, maybe the Prime Minister of Kezhi Kingdom just had an improper diet, and he will recover in a short time."
Guan Xiaokun gloated and said: "A good man can't stand San Pao Xi, not to mention that I have asked someone, that Prime Minister Ke Zhi's condition is much more serious than diarrhea, and besides, he is over sixty years old and has traveled a long distance from a foreign land. He may not be able to cope with the illness."
Rui Qingxing said with a smile: "If this is the case, we don't need to think of another way, this matter is enough to make him never stand up."
Li Xuancheng smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "I hope so!"
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Ye Xiaotian was waiting for the news from the Ministry of Rites, but after a while, the deputy envoy of Ke Zhiguo arrived, chattering anxiously at him for a while. Ye Xiaotian didn't understand at all, so he asked the guard of the Ministry of Rites who accompanied him, only then did he know that Prime Minister Ke Zhi had just been vomiting for a while, almost vomiting gall, couldn't even sit on the toilet, and almost fainted past.
Ye Xiaotian became anxious when he heard it, and quickly pointed to the genius doctor Hua in the opposite ear room, and said to the Kezhi Kingdom envoy: "He! Our famous doctor! I'll let him go and have a look, will it work? You will treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Well, otherwise, I think your old prime minister is in danger."
Deputy Envoy Ke Zhi shook his head again and again, as if he was resolutely refusing to agree. Ye Xiaotian was annoyed, and said angrily: "If you don't agree, why come and tell me, what can I do if I know, it's really unreasonable!"
Seeing that Ye Xiaotian seemed very annoyed, Ke Zhi's deputy envoy spread his hands towards him with a bewildered look on his face.
At this time Mao Wenzhi rushed to the door and greeted Ye Xiaotian: "Brother!"
Ye Xiaotian glared at the bastard deputy envoy bitterly, rushed out the door, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Mao Wenzhi whispered into his ear: "Brother, Yang Yicheng from the post station just sent a message saying that Beijing has sent a servant of the Ministry of Rites to Jinling with the imperial decree to welcome Prime Minister Ke Zhi."
Ye Xiaotian's heart sank when he heard this. Ye Xiaotian thought about it, and rushed to the residence of Prime Minister Ke Zhi, the bird man was still chanting in front of the couch, sweating profusely, but was pushed away by Ye Xiaotian angrily, Ye Xiaotian looked at Prime Minister Ke Zhi's expression , the old prime minister's face was ashen and defeated, curled up in the quilt, his anger was like gossamer.
Ye Xiaotian frowned, and left Prime Minister Ke Zhi's residence, rushed to the gate and looked into the distance, hoping that the Ministry of Rites would come up with a decision soon. At this time, Hua Yunfei, who went back to report the letter, brought Zhan Ning'er and Sister Sun.
They heard that once Prime Minister Ke Zhi passed away, no matter whether the court wanted to give Ke Zhi an explanation or to appease the emperor's anger, they would rush over to Ye Xiaotian as a scapegoat. Not only did they come, but also Elder Dong, who was bored in the room all day playing with Gu insects, followed.
Seeing Ye Xiaotian, Zhan Ning'er hurriedly asked: "Brother Xiaotian, how is it?"
Zhan Ning'er finally confided her affection to Ye Xiaotian yesterday, and got Ye Xiaotian's positive response. She was so happy that she didn't fall asleep half the night, and she tossed and turned until dawn before closing her eyes. As a result, she slept late today. Hearing about this incident, I was also worried for Ye Xiaotian.
Ye Xiaotian said: "I'm waiting for news from the Ministry of Rites. I think the witch doctors in Kezhi Kingdom are very limited. If the old prime minister doesn't invite a real doctor to treat him, he will probably die."
Zhan Ning'er and Sister Sun are both dressed in men's clothes at this time, and they all waited with him at the gate of the Huitong hall. After a while, they saw an officer galloping towards him from a distance, and got off his horse when they got close, Ye Xiaotian hurriedly approached. Qian asked: "But the Ministry of Rites has news?"
The official looked at Ye Xiaotian's clothes, and hurriedly saluted: "I have seen the ambassador in my humble position, so that I can teach the ambassador to know that Master Shangshu has issued an order to ask Mr. Wendong to leave the Huitong Hall..."
Ye Xiaotian asked anxiously: "What? Are we just sitting back and watching Prime Minister Ke Zhi die of illness?"
The official said: "Ambassador Ye, this humble position is only to convey the orders of Lord Shangshu. If there is no consent from Deputy Envoy Ke Zhi, our doctor must not treat Prime Minister Ke Zhi. The cause of his death is blamed on us, and the consequences will be disastrous."
After the officer finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Ye Xiaotian, got on his horse, and walked away. Hua Yunfei, Zhan Ning'er and others all gathered around and asked eagerly, "What should I do?"
Ye Xiaotian said slowly: "I went to see it just now, I'm afraid the old prime minister of Ke Zhi country can't hold on anymore, if we just ignore it, then Prime Minister Ke Zhi will definitely die. They'll still count on me."
Sister Sun said: "Then... let's find the doctor and show him?"
Mao Wenzhi said: "Didn't you listen to the official from the Ministry of Rites? If our people go to treat the old man, if he doesn't see well, the crime will be even greater."
Ye Xiaotian gritted his teeth, and said to Zhan Ning'er, "Have you all packed up? Can we leave anytime?"
Zhan Ning'er beamed with joy, and said, "Why, you really don't plan to be an official anymore? Shall we leave now?"
A thought flashed in Ning'er's mind: "If brother Xiaotian can't be an official, then his bet with the Xia family will be lost. In this way, brother Xiaotian belongs to me alone?" This thought just surfaced Ning'er was ashamed for a while: "Pfft! What are you thinking, if you are so shameless, you will have no face to see Yingying again."
Ye Xiaotian didn't know that at this moment, Ning'er had many thoughts in his mind, he said: "No hurry, let's let the genius doctor Nahua treat Prime Minister Ke Zhi first, if it really can't be saved, we will run away, anyway, I don't care. Will die here."
Hua Yunfei frowned and said: "Brother, if we want to treat Prime Minister Kezhi, will the people of Kezhi agree? Besides, without the consent of the Ministry of Rites, the genius doctor Hua would not want to ask for trouble."
"Um… "
Ye Xiaotian pinched his chin and thought for a while, his eyes slowly fell on Elder Dong.
Elder Dong still wore a black robe, hunched over, squinted, and looked at him dully.
Ye Xiaotian snapped his fingers with a "snap", and said in a vibrating voice: "A person is dead, and he will not die for thousands of years! Fight!"
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Miracle doctor Hua sat in the ear room with his eyes closed, his disciples and grandchildren dared not speak, and stood quietly beside him. Suddenly, Ye Xiaotian walked into the room accompanied by a tall old man in green clothes and soap boots, and called out: "Mr. Wendong."
Miracle doctor Hua opened his eyes and saw that Ye Xiaotian had arrived, he hurriedly got up and cupped his hands, and said, "Ambassador Ye."
Ye Xiaotian said: "This is an official from the Ministry of Rites, who has brought an order from Lord Shangshu."
The tall old man in green clothes and soap boots took a step forward, hunched his shoulders, squinted his eyes, and said in a serious manner to the little apprentice who was supporting Miracle Doctor Hua: "Master Shangshu has a life..."
Seeing this, Ye Xiaotian quickly pulled his shoulders, Elder Dong turned towards Doctor Hua, and continued: "Since people have arrived in Daming, I, Daming, have to take care of them. You don't need to pay attention to the opinions of Ke Zhiguo's entourage, please Wen." Mr. Dong treats with heart, it's up to people to plan things, just do it with all your heart!"
After hearing this, Divine Doctor Hua hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Since Lord Shang Shu said so, then this old man just obeys his orders."
Ye Xiaotian heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately led Dr. Hua to the residence of Prime Minister Ke Zhi. Seeing the genius doctor Hua rushing over, the envoy rushed to meet him.
"Stand! Don't make any noise!" Ye Xiaotian sternly shouted without waiting for him to come in front of him, and the Deputy Envoy Ke Zhi was stunned for a moment, then stopped immediately. Hua Yunfei and Mao Wenzhi immediately went up to meet them and stopped them and Ye Xiaotian.
Ye Xiaotian turned around and said politely to Miracle Doctor Hua: "Old Miracle Doctor, please."