This sentence hit everyone's heart, both lightly and seriously, and many ministers changed their expressions. A small country made rude remarks, and they thought Emperor Chengyuan would be angry with Long Yan next. However, the latter just smiled and sat firmly in his high position.
The envoy of Yuexiu Kingdom sighed, as if he was a little disappointed that Emperor Chengyuan was not angry.
A scheming emperor is obviously not as easy to deal with as a moody emperor.
Fang Shan stayed out of the situation, had brief eye contact with Wei Sushen, and suddenly understood what kind of competition Yuexiu Country would propose in the third game. He rubbed the cup and turned it around twice, pretending to feel a little uncomfortable.
He was so obvious that Princess Yuexiu could not turn a blind eye even if she wanted to.
"Are you okay?" The princess gently handed him the tea, as if to help him relieve his headache.
Fang Shan waved his hands and sat slightly stiffly.
His position was near the front, and Emperor Chengyuan quickly noticed the discomfort: "But where is the discomfort?"
The people present were all human beings and thought that His Majesty showed too much favor to the Chen family, and they didn't know whether it was good or bad.
A thin layer of sweat formed on Fang Shan's forehead, and he looked really uncomfortable: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm tired from chopping rocks just now."
Emperor Chengyuan's eyelids twitched: "Your health is important, you go back and rest first."
Fang Shan Yingying bowed, tiredly thanked Emperor Chengyuan for his kindness, and left early.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but when he walked around the people in the seats and left, their bodies relaxed a little, as if they were sending away a god of plague.
This state also appeared on Wei Su Shen. Fang Shan took a deep breath and walked to the shade of a tree in the distance that no one noticed. Through the lush branches and leaves, he mouthed to Wei Su Shen:
i willback.
Wei Sushen: "..."
Fang Shan was always very creative, so he turned away from the palace maid who was leading the way and said that he would sit in the pavilion in the imperial garden and wait for his brother to go back together. When he was the only one left, he slowly turned towards the Tai Hospital.
Under the moonlight, shouting '666 Transformation' would make even a system without shame feel a little uncomfortable.
When I was approaching the hospital, my face was still slightly red. I stood under the tree and waited for the wind to blow away the smell of powder on my body before I walked in.
There was an imperial physician on duty every night in the palace, and he was surprised to see Fang Shan.
Fang Shan: "Your Highness is accompanying His Majesty to receive the envoy. You don't need me to check your pulse for the time being, so I came here to have a look."
Most of the people on duty at night were young doctors who had just arrived at the Imperial Hospital. They didn't have too much doubt after hearing this, and the two started chatting. Not long after, a young eunuch suddenly hurried over and said that he was summoned by His Majesty.
The young eunuch was a little frightened, so he quickly gave the young eunuch some silver coins to ask about the situation. Time was urgent, so the young eunuch quickly explained a few words, saying that the Yuexiu Kingdom wanted to exchange medical skills.
The young imperial physician was stunned: "Then we should summon Imperial Physician Zhao into the palace."
Dr. Zhao has the oldest qualifications and the highest medical skills. Only in this way can he avoid losing the reputation of Taiyuan Hospital.
In fact, the young eunuch was also confused, but after hearing what the chief eunuch meant, Emperor Chengyuan hinted at finding an inconspicuous imperial physician.
Fang Shan curled his lips, he could understand, although most people looked down on the witch doctors of Yuexiu Country, thinking that they were cunning and cruel. But it cannot be denied that these witch doctors have extremely superb medical skills.
If an experienced old doctor loses, Emperor Chengyuan will lose face. On the contrary, he is a junior doctor with little qualifications, so even if he loses, it will not have much impact.
"Don't delay." Seeing the young imperial doctor standing still, the young eunuch urged.
The young eunuch cast a look for help at Fang Shan, who unexpectedly nodded in response and said to the young eunuch: "I'll go."
Under the grateful gaze of the young eunuch, Fang Shan followed the young eunuch back to the palace banquet with extraordinary calmness.
Witnessing someone casually changing his vest in a short period of time, Chen Yan felt extremely weird.
Not many people paid attention to Fang Shan. Most of them were staring at the little mouse under an old man's hand, and their expressions were not very good.
The fingernails of all witch doctors in Yuexiu Country are basically bluish-green, which is related to their long-term love of studying poisons. The old man was no exception. His condition was even more serious. Half of his fingers were black and blue.
The little mouse he held in his hand was poisoned. His mouth was bleeding, and part of the fur on his body was wet. Not long after, he kicked off his legs and was only one step away from death.
The witch doctor bled the mouse smoothly and fed it some strange powder. After a fierce struggle, the mouse's body suffered a painful spasm, but it managed to remain in a semi-dead state.
The witch doctor moved his fingers, and the little mouse followed his instructions.
Fang Shan caught a glimpse of the expressions of the surrounding ministers and knew that half of the Yuexiu Kingdom envoy's goal had been achieved. These people who had a silver spoon in their mouths had never seen such methods before. Even if they were able to hide it, there was still a hint of horror in their eyes.
He didn't miss anyone's expression, and his peripheral vision was slightly frozen when he glanced at Concubine Li. Unlike others who were frightened when they saw the witch doctor, Concubine Li seemed to be quite interested.
Fang Shan lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
Emperor Chengyuan's expression was still incomprehensible, and Fang Shan just said lightly that he would do his best when he saluted.
Fang Shan took the half-dead little mouse directly from the witch doctor.
"Are you sure you want to use it again?" The old man's voice was very hoarse, and the tone of his speech became unpleasant because of the prolongation.
Fang Shan smiled and began to ask about his resurrection. Secretly, he secretly released Twinkle and let it penetrate into the mouse's body and eat the remaining toxins.
The witch doctor looked proud and said unceremoniously: "As long as there is still a breath left, I can bring it back from the gate of hell."
"Why do I feel like I'm pushing the soul that should be sleeping into hell?"
The witch doctor was about to sneer at his rude words, but Fang Shan had already started applying acupuncture, so naturally he couldn't disturb him at this time.
The acupuncture points he injected were clearly unknown to the old man.
"Are you really an imperial doctor?" The old man couldn't hold it back and looked suspicious.
He was the only one present who knew medicine. Fang Shan was not afraid of being exposed and still pretended to give the injection. It was estimated that Twinkle had almost finished swallowing the toxin and withdrew the needle neatly.
Almost at the same time as he took out the silver needle, the mouse regained its vitality and jumped out of Fang Shan's palm. Its escape instinct prompted it to rush under the table.
That was where the noble ladies were sitting. They stood up quickly in fright. The palace servants were busy catching mice. Fang Shan looked at the witch doctor who was still trying to control the mice with a smile and said softly: "Don't waste your efforts again."
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the outcome of this contest. Emperor Chengyuan still had the same expression. There was no joy on his face after the Jedi counterattack. Instead, he said calmly: "Each has his or her own merits, so it's a draw."
After a pause, he hit Fang Shan with words: "It's okay that you have such ability at such a young age, but there is still a lot to learn. Don't be arrogant."
Fang Shan nodded in agreement.
The envoy's face was already quite ugly. Emperor Chengyuan seemed to be slapping Fang Shan, but in fact he was clearly mocking Yue Xiu.
Any little imperial doctor can outperform Yuexiu's carefully selected witch doctors. Doesn't it highlight their arrogance
The envoy of Yuexiu Kingdom did not show it on his face, but he secretly hated Fang Shan in his heart.
Chen Yan's sister and the little imperial doctor, after a dinner, have become the two things that he can never forget.
Fang Shan won the competition, and Emperor Chengyuan didn't give him any reward, as if it was really a trivial matter in his opinion. The more the other party didn't care, the more ugly the expressions on the faces of Yuexiu Kingdom's envoys became.
Not long after Fang Shan retreated, the head eunuch followed him out, holding a small box in his hand, which contained gold, silver and jewelry. He said it was a private reward from His Majesty and was not allowed to be publicized.
Fang Shan originally wanted to give some to the eunuch, but the latter refused. Since he could sit in the position of the general manager, he naturally knew that some things could be taken and some things could not.
After careful consideration, Fang Shan decided to use Chen Liuliu's identity to return to the general's mansion with Chen Yan. Just now, the host had a headache caused by the sound of Wei Sushen's piano. The host was probably also mentally damaged by his own singing. Now that they meet and spend one night together, they are completely hurting each other.
After waiting on the carriage for a long time, Chen Yan appeared.
"Well done." This was the first thing he said to Fang Shan.
Fang Shan smiled and looked outside the carriage: "It seems that you really hate Yuexiu Country."
"It's just a different stance."
Chen Yan is a bloody person at heart. If he fights an upright battle, no matter how many soldiers he loses, even if he is wrapped in horse leather, it will be nothing. The problem is that what Yuexiu likes most is to do superficial things. He seems to be submissive to his subordinates, but he does a lot of dirty tricks in private.
Fang Shan's voice sounded a little perfunctory: "It's quite troublesome."
Chen Yan saw his thoughts and said quietly: "You haven't given up your position as Crown Princess yet?"
Fang Shan stretched out a finger and shook it: "If you are determined, you will win."
"…With all due respect, this is unlikely."
Fang Shan: "Your Majesty will agree, as long as..."
After whispering a few words to Chen Yan, the latter looked complicated and finally nodded slowly.
Emperor Chengyuan has been in a bad mood recently, and some officials have suggested that the prince's musical performance is unsatisfactory. No human being is perfect. However, in the eyes of these officials, the prince must be perfect.
When the officials reported all the facts, getting angry and scolding would attract criticism. Emperor Chengyuan couldn't figure out how to deal with it for a while. Just as he felt that the prince's piano skills were hopeless, training would have the same outcome.
"Your Majesty, the prince should set an example..."
As soon as Yan Guan spoke, Emperor Chengyuan's headache became even more severe, and he interrupted: "I remember that you also have a son."
Yan Guan was startled and nodded.
"how old are you."
"Seventeen."
Emperor Chengyuan rubbed his eyebrows: "It's about the same size as Chen Aiqing's sister."
He just said it unconsciously, simply wanting to change the subject and not wanting to listen to Yan Guan's nonsense anymore. However, as soon as the words came out, Yan Guan's expression was horrified. Emperor Chengyuan only took one look and understood what he was afraid of -
Refers to marriage.
Chen Liuliu has the entire general's palace behind him, and he must not be treated harshly when he marries her. Thinking about the scene of Chen Liuliu splitting a boulder with one hand, Chen Liuliu feels a little unsteady on his feet.
"I have forgotten that Your Highness is less than twenty now. Not only do you have to share political affairs, but you also have homework to learn." Yan Guan changed his previous sharpness and spoke carefully: "It is understandable to neglect music and art."
Emperor Chengyuan moved his fingers and suddenly discovered an incredible fact: Chen Liuliu was more useful than imagined.
The next few days proved his conjecture. Some civil servants with personalities who were not afraid of death began to say that peace was the most important thing and that they should adopt a gentle policy towards neighboring small countries. Chen Yan's soldiers were too cold-blooded and so on. At this time, Emperor Chengyuan would slightly reveal his desire to grant a marriage, and the usually chattering ministers instantly became quiet.
…
General's Mansion.
Chen Yan had set up a flower stand earlier, and Fang Shan sat under it to enjoy the coolness, eating cold grapes with a comfortable expression.
"Really do this?"
Fang Shan nodded: "I heard that the palace will have a draft in the near future. This is a good opportunity."
Emperor Chengyuan was in his prime, so the annual draft was still conducted as usual.
Chen Yan looked at his appearance and thought of the conversation in the carriage that night -
"I just need to reveal a little bit of news to His Majesty. For example, if I fail to become a princess, I will probably participate in the draft because of my empathy."
Chen Yan: "Aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will marry you to a certain minister out of anger?"
Fang Shan curled up his lips: "Unless he wants to form a deadly feud with someone."
"...Why are you so stubborn?"
"Because we are destined to be a family," Fang Shan said with a bright smile, "a family that loves each other."
If she can't become the crown princess, she will be the crown prince's stepmother.
It was a hot day, but Chen Yan shivered unexpectedly.
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