What Xie Yun presented, of course, was Song Yi's half-cut arrow shaft. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He waited outside the palace gate for most of the hour, during which he was apprehensive, regretful, and re-determined to regain his determination and other emotional changes that do not need to be mentioned in detail.

The waiter came to guide the way, Xie Yun did not squint, and lowered his hand to cross the palace gate.

Bowing, saluting, the emperor called to get up.

Xie Yun immediately reported: "Your Majesty, the minister has something to say, I can't help but say it." ”

The emperor said in a deep voice: "Say." ”

Xie Yun immediately told his experience of illness, emphasizing how Jiang Huijia subtly distinguished the symptoms when he was critically ill, and even refuted Cheng Taiyi, and later prescribed acupuncture, which was really effective, which proved Jiang Huijia's medical skills.

Speaking of Jiang Huijia's captivity, he immediately said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the arrows used by the perpetrators are actually the arrows used by the northerners. It was especially prevalent in the Western Xia and Turkic armies. If this matter is indeed a barbarian conspiracy, then Dajing can't help but guard against it!"

The emperor had a headache, frowned slightly, and said, "Xie Qing came to see me today, just for this matter? Since someone in Beijing has committed murder, why don't you report it to the official? This matter should be under the jurisdiction of Jing Zhaoyin!"

Xie Yun lowered his head slightly, took a step back, and knelt down again: "Your Majesty, Song Hexuan still has one more thing, which the minister will present to Your Majesty." ”

Then he took out a blank notebook from his sleeve, and the note that Song Yi had written before was sandwiched in the notebook.

Xu De stepped forward to take the fold, and the emperor opened it to take a look, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Sandwiched on the slip of paper in the fold, only eight words were written: "Gentleman is clear, you can make up for it!"

The emperor's gaze was fixed on these eight words, and after a while, he suddenly closed the music.

"Xie Qing is a person with a heart...... a soft sigh sounded, and the emperor threw the blank piece on the table aside, strangely a little fluttering, "Xie Qing knows what these eight characters mean?"

Xie Yun lowered his hand and said: "The minister is stupid and doesn't know what he means." ”

The Emperor stared at him and asked again, "Do you really not know?"

Atmosphere...... Something seems wrong?

Xie Yun said carefully: "The minister really doesn't know. ”

The Emperor stared at him for a moment, then smiled.

"Xie Qing was the champion of Changping for 17 years, and he was also a great talent back then. The emperor's tone changed slightly, sighed, as if chatting about homely things, he actually walked to Xie Yun's side and patted him on the shoulder, "For many years now, Xie Qing has only been the prince of the country, but he has been wronged." According to Xie Qing's talent, it's time to go up again!"

Xie Yun was flattered and inexplicably frightened.

Until I got out of the palace gate, I still felt that one foot was heavy and one foot was light, and it was really difficult to figure out the twists and turns.

"Gentleman Yiming, you can make up for it!"

What's the secret in these eight words?

At that time, it was ridiculous, Song Yi bewitched him and gave him a fortune. He weighed the pros and cons, and had already thought it through in his heart, even if he couldn't get merit this time, he shouldn't have a big fault, so he entered the palace with one heart.

Where would you have thought that it would seem that you could really get rich?

Things are so strange that Xie Yun almost wants to blow up his head, and he can't figure out the trick.

Of course he couldn't figure it out, because if Song Yi was not an insider, it would be impossible for others to figure it out.

What is a "gentleman and a gentleman"?

Needless to say, the gentleman refers to the emperor.

And what about Yu Ming?

No, death.

Ming, Yang also.

The gentleman is clear, what he is talking about is that the emperor has the disease of dying yang!

Song Yi told the emperor through these eight words that he had a death certificate, and Jiang Huijia could treat his death certificate!

For the emperor, who has been suffering from the illness and secretly suppressing the illness, and keeping it a secret, the sudden appearance of such eight words is nothing more than a shock?

Of course, Song Yi also guessed such a situation: that is, the emperor himself may not know about his illness! Otherwise, how can he explain why he knows that his life will not be long, but he is still interested in paying private visits everywhere?

But this speculation was eventually overturned by Song Yi himself.

Knowing that his fate is short, he still pretends to do nothing, this may be some kind of trick.

After all, the emperor's body is always taken care of by the imperial doctor.

Jiang Huijia even said that the emperor's illness was suppressed by someone with clever methods, which made him look like an ordinary person.

In this way, how stupid does His Majesty the Emperor have to be to keep such a big issue in the dark?

Is the emperor stupid?

Song Yi boldly tempted, so that when Xie Yun had not yet returned to the house, he received a summons from the palace attendants.

When the waiter's long, shrill voice sounded, his heartstrings, which had been tense, finally loosened slightly. Although he had already made all kinds of deductions in his heart and was sure of this, he still couldn't help but hide his nervousness in the process of waiting for the results.

After the summoning really came as scheduled, although he knew that what he would face next was the real battle, Song Yi really calmed down.

It was as if he had hidden all his emotions in deep pain, and there was another fire in his chest that supported him fearlessly, to walk alone, to hang over the cliff.

Song Yi followed the footsteps of the chamberlain and walked into the palace.

The pain in his chest had not stopped, and according to the rules, he had to untie his robe and be examined by his chamberlain before meeting the emperor. And when the chamberlain saw Zabu, whose chest was stained with blood, at that moment, his gaze was almost inhuman.

Song Yi finally met the emperor in the small side hall of the vertical arch hall.

The emperor retreated from the others beside him, leaving only one Xu De standing aside.

After bowing, the emperor did not call Song Yi up.

"Song Hexuan!" he walked up to Song Yi, squatted down, and looked at Song Yi, "I have a death certificate, where did you know?"

The emperor got straight to the point and asked so directly!

At the mouth of this question, great pressure hit Song Yi at the same time.

The Ninety-Five Emperor, what a high position, and how terrifying the accumulated momentum of the emperor for decades is.

Song Yi's face was pale, and his lips were even blue.

At this point in injury, no matter how good his physical foundation and strong will is, some pathological reactions at this time cannot be controlled.

His voice was slightly hoarse, very soft, and even intermittent: "I want to hear and ask...... Four diagnosis methods, Your Majesty is sick, my lady...... See it at a glance!"

"Is there really such a medical skill in the world?" the emperor forced to look at him.

Song Yi said: "The world ...... And there are medical skills that the world can't even think of!"

He raised his head slightly, why was he arrogant?

The emperor flicked his sleeves angrily, stood up and pointed at him angrily, "In that case, why didn't you two say it at that time?"

Song Yi said: "Because students have weaknesses. ”

Hey?

What seems wrong with this answer?

The emperor was stunned for a moment, his anger was interrupted, and his curiosity overshadowed his anger all of a sudden, and he felt that he couldn't get angry.

"......," the emperor coughed subtly, and then lowered his face, "What do you mean?"

Song Yi said: "Students have weaknesses, especially afraid of inappropriate words and deeds, and bring disaster to their mothers...... Ahem...... "He also coughed lightly, but it was because of weakness.

"Xu De, sit down!" The emperor turned to the side table and sat down, and then said with a tiger face: "Song Hexuan, get up and sit down!" (To be continued.) )