The cook said that when Lao Shi found him, he had already hanged himself, and he still had a crooked suicide note. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lao Shi's temper is very straightforward, and after reading the suicide note left by the cook, he immediately understood that there must be some big conspiracy here, and the cook was also unlucky and wronged, and finally found out that he committed suicide in seriousness afterwards.

Lao Shi found a carriage, then set the house on fire, and returned with the cook's head and suicide note.

The old eunuch in the palace told him that the Empress Dowager was furious because her son was poisoned, and as long as anyone could send the head of the poisoner, there would be a heavy reward.

Concubine De's reward is not uncommon, he found the cook, cut off the cook's head out of brotherhood for the fourteenth (Yinyun).

In Lao Shi's heart, his younger brother was poisoned, even if that person was wrongfully framed, he would never be soft-hearted and forgiving.

Yongzheng (Yinzhen) in order to alleviate the misunderstanding with his mother.

He and Lao Shi asked for the cook's head, but Lao Shi took the opportunity to get angry and quarrel.

The head did not want to go up, but was ventilated by the old ten.

Finally, in order to ease the relationship between Lao Shi and Concubine De.

Yongzheng had no choice but to promise to order the Zongren Mansion tomorrow to let Aixin Jueluo Yinren come out.

After waiting for a while, Li Dequan led the slow-walking old ten into the courtyard.

As soon as he saw Yongzheng (Yinzhen), Lao Shi threw his face aside and came to him with a box in both hands.

When Yongzheng (Yinzhen) took over the wooden box, Lao Shi quickly ran towards Concubine De's house, and did not say hello to Yongzheng (Yinzhen).

"Fourteenth brother, fourteenth brother!"

When the old eleven entered the house, he shouted the name of the fourteenth Yinyun, and Concubine De, who was kneeling on the futon in the house and worshipping the Buddha, frowned and squinted at the old eleven.

"Lao Shi greets the Queen Mother." Lao Shi was busy giving Concubine De luggage and asking for peace.

Looking at him, Concubine De's face showed a little suspicion, and then she didn't know what to think, and said to Lao Shi a little absentmindedly: "Imperial Doctor."

After the prescription, you go and get the medicine back. ”

"Well, I'll take a look at the fourteenth brother first."

"He can have a good brother like you, I don't know what to say in my mother's heart." Concubine De said kindly.

In the courtyard, Yongzheng was holding the wooden box in his hand, his expression was calm and he seemed a little focused, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li De, who was standing on the side, looked at his nose and nose and heart, standing behind Yongzheng (Yinzhen) like an old tree.

Jade is now the queen, but she and the fourth (Yinzhen) have never been to her except for the wedding night.

Everyone wanted to be in this position, including herself, and she had longed for it before.

But now, her whole heart is like sinking into the sea, the depths of the sea.

It's cold in the heights, since I've been in this position. Yonghe Palace has not been here again.

It's not that worry in her heart, and she won't come here again.

Treated like a pawn, a poor pawn. Since you have sat in this mother's world, you must sit down and never allow others to control you again。。。。。。

Tai Hospital, Lao Shi sat on a chair like a full uncle, his legs on the table and swayed unsteadily.

Several imperial doctors were busy on the side, glancing at Lao Shi from time to time out of the corner of his eyes, and then bowed his head to do what he was doing.

"Tenth Master, your medicine is ready." Mrs. Zhang's hands trembled a little.

"Yes." Lao Shi glanced at the old lady doctor with dissatisfaction. I don't know why, when I see him, I feel uncomfortable.

"That, I... Lao Shi suddenly remembered that he was going to pick up the second brother tomorrow: "Do you have any big tonic medicine here?" ”

Big tonic? Is there anything else? This is a royal pharmacy, what is not there here?

Even if you don't, you'll get it somewhere else in the shortest possible time.

When the respected imperial doctors who were busy on the side heard this remark that was more fun than a joke, they couldn't help but want to laugh for a while, but when they saw the appearance of Lao Shi sitting on the chair full of arrogueism, they all held back in their hearts.

Mrs. Zhang, who was standing on the side, was the chief of the hospital, and swept towards everyone with a pair of majestic eyes.

The body of the person who wanted to laugh out loud kept shaking, but when he saw the aggressive cannibalistic gaze of his boss, he shivered, and hurriedly lowered his head and honestly operated half of the work in his hands.

"Ahem!"

The Tai Hospital, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became a lot quieter under the majestic cough of Old Lady Zhang.

"Dare to ask what medicine the tenth master needs?"

"I don't know."

You don't know? I don't know what medicine you buy?

Imperial Physician Zhang muttered dissatisfaction in his heart, but he didn't dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction, only to see him smile and ask patiently with a very respectful attitude: "Tenth Master, are you worried about the second master?" ”

"Hahaha." Lao Shi was immediately happy: "Yes, it's for my second brother to make up for his body!" Before, I thought the old man in front of me was very annoying: "Hey, you are so smart! ”

Lao Shihe's laughing praise made Mrs. Zhang's face flush for a while.

"Let the tenth master smile." Doctor Zhang said respectfully: "The second master can come out, and the old minister is very happy in his heart. ”

Lao Shi felt more and more pleasing to the eyes of this old man at this time, and the previous arrogant spirit dissipated a lot: "Old man, you also know, my second brother has suffered a lot in it over the years, and the last time I went to see him, he was very poor, so... ”

"Hehe, what the tenth master means, the old minister knows, the old minister understands." Old Lady Zhang looked kind and reasonable: "The tenth master can rest assured, when the second master comes out tomorrow, the old minister will go over and take a good look!" ”

"Yes." Lao Shi's heart was very smooth and comfortable at this time, and his tone of voice to the old man in front of him was also a little polite.

It's just that what Lao Shi doesn't know is that Yongzheng (Yinzhen) has already instructed the Tai Hospital to check Yinren's body well.

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Outside the capital, in the northwest.

In a dilapidated courtyard, Zhang Dahai and a group of other people temporarily gathered here.

Yang Ming Zhenren sat by the brazier with a tired face and roasted the fire, and there was a chill behind him.

Since the raid on the Fourteen Princes' Mansion that night, Yang Ming Zhenren has had a physical problem.

I always feel chills all over my body, and I sweat profusely when I sleep at night.

I looked for a few Lang Zhong and didn't see what was wrong.

"Tomorrow the man will come out, what good ideas do you brothers?"

Despite the physical discomfort, some of the main things Yang Ming Zhenren still has to operate by himself.

A gust of wind blew, and the branches of the fallen leaves rustled through the doors and windows into the ears and hearts of the people in the house.

"We will obey the command of the helmsman!"

After a long time, after a low discussion, Yang Ming Zhenren ordered a few people and then let everyone disperse.

Not long after everyone left, Ma Tianyu led a person to appear in front of Yang Ming Zhenren.

Looking at the person brought by the old beggar, an expression of surprise and confusion immediately appeared on Yang Ming Zhenren's face.

"Sit down!" After greeting the old beggar, Yang Ming Zhenren glanced at the man, and the corners of his mouth brought a chuckle: "Why is the Ninth Prince free to come to my old Taoist priest?" ”

That's right, the person Ma Tianyu brought was none other than Aixin Jueluo Yinyu, who suddenly visited today.

"Yesterday, I heard the Ma gang leader say that he was injured, can you let Lao Jiu take a look?"

"Haha." Yang Ming Zhenren was a little curious: "I didn't expect the Nine Princes to know some strange yellow techniques?" ”

"The Taoist Master misunderstood." Lao Jiu (Yinyu) replied: "According to Lao Jiu's judgment, the Taoist may have been infected by a strange disease. As he spoke, he took out a small wooden box: "If you can let Lao Jiu see it first, maybe Dao Chang's illness will be cured tomorrow?" ”

"So fast?" Yang Ming Zhenren was a little curious, but he wouldn't believe Lao Jiu: "Old Ma, show me the box?" ”

"Yes."

"What is this?" The old Taoist priest opened the wooden box and saw that there was a strange thing inside, as for what it was, the old Taoist priest saw it for the first time.

"Syringes!" Lao Jiu (Yinyu) hurriedly explained: "Do you see the pale yellow water? ”

"Well, can this thing cure me?" Yang Ming Zhenren looked at the strange thing in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Lao Jiu (Yinyu) said with an affirmative face: "But before here, Lao Jiu has to make a diagnosis to see if the Taoist chief is the kind of disease that Lao Jiu said." ”

"Oh?" Yang Ming is humane: "If you have any questions, just ask." With that, he sneezed.

"Has the Taoist been sneezing a lot lately?"

"Yes."

"No matter how strong the fire is, it always feels cold?"

"Yes."

"Still sweating?"

"The Ninth Prince." Yang Ming Zhenren felt that what Lao Jiu (Yinyu) said was a little funny: "Wouldn't the questions you just asked just mean that Lao Dao me was seeing a doctor?" ”

"Yes." Lao Jiu (Yinyu) said: "The Taoist chief is right, I am just treating you." ”

"Oh." Yang Ming Zhenren felt that Lao Jiu was joking: "This is the method of seeing the disease of that faction?" ”

"The Modern Perception."

",,, generation?" Hearing this strange word, Yang Ming Zhenren frowned and said with some confusion: "What do you mean?" ”

"It's the way people see a doctor many years later."

"Hahaha." Yang Ming Zhenren laughed and said: "Maybe, but if you look at it at the moment, this kind of treatment method is only the old way I believe, and someone else got up early and left." "

"Okay, that's right." Lao Jiu suddenly glanced at Ma Tianyu.

"What, that's it?" Yang Ming Zhenren was a little curious, but at this moment, he saw Ma Tianyu suddenly leaning towards him, and then made a move like electricity, and quickly clicked on the acupoint of Yang Ming Old Dao.

"Ma Tianyu, what are you doing here?" Yang Ming Zhenren couldn't help but be startled, and then shouted loudly.

"Huh." Ma Tianyu hurriedly explained with a smile: "Brother, don't misunderstand, don't yell nonsense, we are here to treat you." ”

"Nonsense!" Yang Ming Zhenren stared at the old beggar Ma Tianyu angrily, but immediately after his dumb, the person quieted down.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Lao Jiu was in a hurry, took a bowl of wine from the table next to him, then tore open the quilt next to him, then grabbed a little cotton from it and threw it in the bowl.

The dried cotton quickly soaked up the wine, and Lao Jiu took it out and kneaded it in his hand, kneading it into a ball.

Ma Tianyu straightened up the sleeve of Yang Ming Zhenren's left arm, found a green tendon, and then took the cotton ball in Lao Jiu's hand and smeared it.

Lao Jiu took out the syringe in the box, and then carefully looked at the needle tube to see if there was air in it.

Yao Qingchuan has already been prepared, but whether this injection is useful for the cold of the old Taoist priest in front of him, Lao Jiu (Yinyu) doesn't know.

However, after thinking about what Qingchuan said, Lao Jiu asked Ma Tianyu to press Yang Ming Zhenren's arm with both hands, and then according to what Qing Chuan said, the medicine of a syringe was injected into Yang Ming Zhenren's arm under the nonsense of Lao Jiu and the old beggar Ma Tianyu.

Lao Jiu, who had never learned professional injections at all, found that the needle did not know when it had been bent and denatured when he pulled out the needle.

"Disposable things, really so bad, not durable." Lao Jiu muttered a little, and then put the syringe back in the box.