Chapter Eighty-Three: The Tiger's Ass
"Therefore, Your Majesty Emperor Hong, this prince can conclude that Helan Lingling, her body definitely did not have any discomfort before this, and someone must have tried to frame her, causing her to lie here half-dead. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Saruye's words were incoherent, and the priorities were not clear, so Emperor Hong asked in the past, and he was so sure, what he said was categorical.
Emperor Hong sank his eyebrows again, his face was pale, at this time, who still had time to worry so much about him.
What's more, even if he really brought his people over and asked, what could he ask? People are all his Xuanwu people, even if they ask, in this case, they will not tell the truth.
After being silent for a long time, Emperor Hong's complexion changed several times before he said lightly again: "Come on, go and bring the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that Xuanwu paid tribute to me and give it to the Helan County Lord." β
Helan Lingling can't die in Qinglong, if she really has something unexpected in Qinglong, I'm afraid that the war between the two countries will continue again, not to mention, the other two countries will also be dissatisfied, if everyone in the world targets Qinglong, it will not be good.
Since the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is a life-saving medicine, Emperor Hong originally planned to treasure it, but at this time, I am afraid that he can only take it out first.
The eunuch beside Emperor Hong hurried away, and when Saruye saw this, his face that was about to burn eased a little, and he was no longer angry.
And here, as soon as the eunuch left, the envoy who had just received the order walked in with a few Xuanwu people, and each of the four of them was carrying a medicine box, which should be the accompanying imperial doctor.
Before the four of them had time to bow and worship, they were driven to the bedside by Saruye to check Helan Lingling's pulse.
A few people were like the Qinglong Imperial Doctor just now, taking turns to take the pulse and then discuss in a low voice, shaking their heads and sighing for a while, and hanging their heads for a while, but the result was the same as Zhao Ming.
"It seems that Xuanwu's imperial doctor is no more than Er'er, no better than my Qinglong, all of them are quacks, little prince Saruye, didn't you just say that you were going to cut off their heads? Why, at this point, there is no movement, is it? β
Shangguan Qingfeng, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, interjected, and glanced at Saruye, who was full of pig liver, and he raised his eyebrows again and said: "Could it be, the little prince of Saruye is just playing lip service, don't you just talk about it?" Cut...... Boring! β
When the four imperial doctors of Xuanwu heard this, they all immediately looked like vegetables, and stared at Shangguan Qingfeng angrily, they were afraid that the prince would anger them, but the fourteen princes of this Qinglong didn't open which pot to mention, it was really hateful!
The prince killed the four of them, what good is it for the green dragon?
The four of them had eight eyes, all staring at Shangguan Qingfeng with anger, and they glanced at Saruye cautiously, for fear that they would make an angry noise and anger the little prince.
Their little prince is really capable of doing this, he is moody, killing is just a matter of words to him, and countless people have died in his hands over the years.
Not long ago, a physician was announced to treat the little prince's yellow bird, because he lost a few hairs, he plucked all the hair of the physician in a fit of rage.
You think he loves that bird? I heard that within a few days he roasted the bird alive.
If he is really angry with them, I am afraid that even if they die, they will not end well, and it will only be a miserable end.
Can you not be afraid?
Saruye turned his head and glanced at the four trembling imperial doctors, his face was full of anger that hated iron and steel, but the damned Shangguan Qingfeng stared at him.
"Cut, whatever you say is what, you think Prince Ben is so stupid, if you really cut them all, who will be responsible for Prince Ben's safety?"
Then he glanced at Shangguan Qingfeng, and said: "I thought that the people of Qinglong were rich and rich, and they were in Luoyang, Kyoto, so they would definitely be foolproof, but now it seems that this prince thinks too beautifully, and he is too relieved about Qinglong." β
"On top of a state banquet like the plum blossom feast, under the noses of Emperor Hong and all the princes and princes, there are actually people who can take the initiative so blatantly against my Xuanwu and Qinjun, although they are all straw bale waste, but this prince has to think about himself, in case any villain holds a grudge against me, my safety still needs to be guaranteed, and I naturally want to keep them."
"Of course, if the fourteenth prince really wants to know, he might as well go back to Xuanwu with me, and when he arrives on my territory, he will definitely dispose of them, and you will be the guest of honor. Or wait for Prince Ben to return to Xuanwu, cut off their heads, and send them to the fourteenth prince to the mansion in an expedited manner for eight hundred miles, and let the fourteenth prince watch it. β
The ghosts want to go back to Xuanwu with you, and their heads don't look good when they grow on their necks, so can't they look good when they are cut off?
Shangguan Qingfeng pursed his lips, but he didn't say anything anymore.
Seeing this, the four imperial doctors finally put the heart in their throats and eyes into their stomachs, and they all had happy expressions, no matter what, since the little prince said so, then their lives were at least saved in Luoyang, thank God, after returning to the post station, they must give the land father-in-law an offering.
The four of them thanked God in their hearts, and thanked the gods who could thank them one by one, the Buddha blessed, the Bodhisattva was merciful, and the Jade Emperor opened his eyes......
Saruye's face darkened when he saw this situation: "You all of you, what kind of expression is that, this prince is just for the sake of his own safety, for the sake of the lives of the four of you, first write down to this prince, if this prince has a slight mistake, even the nine clans!" β
"The prince is angry, and the ministers are guilty."
Saruye flicked his sleeves and shouted at a few people with an unkind face: "Okay, I know it's an eyesore, don't hurry up and get down, I'm annoyed when I see you, let's go!" β
The four of them hurriedly stood up and crawled out with a rolling belt, as if there was some flood beast behind them.
Nonsense, the cannibalistic eyes of the little prince, for you, you try?
Seeing this, Shangguan Qingfeng rolled his eyes again: "It's really nice to say, but it's just a bastard who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" β
Saruye's face turned blue with anger, and his anger seemed to be about to turn into substance, and he opened his mouth to retort.
Without waiting for Saruye to make a sound, Emperor Hong's face darkened, and he scolded angrily: "Enough, keep your mouth shut!" Whoever says more than one word, I will drag him out and execute him on the spot! β
As the saying goes, the tiger's butt can't be touched, Shangguan Qingfeng obediently closed his mouth, and Saruye was blocked back before he could speak, almost holding back internal injuries, but if he touched Emperor Hong's moldy head again, he didn't dare.
As a prince, he naturally knows the truth that the monarch cannot be violated.
Just when everyone had different ideas, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the inner room. (To be continued.) )