Chapter 210: Falling Horses
Chapter 210: Falling Horses
After Ling Qingyun treated the emperor, he left the palace gate with everyone.
When she was leaving, she heard that the emperor had driven out the queen mother's nephew, Concubine Shu, and took Concubine Feng Guifei to her own palace to take care of her.
At that time, Concubine Wang Shu's anger, panic, and unwillingness, and Concubine Feng's pride, arrogance, and provocation were all seen by Ling Qingyun.
Ling Qingyun put her mind at ease.
The emperor knew how to provoke the people around the Queen Mother.
No matter how much Rao is Queen Mother comforts the two daughters, she is not qualified to give them a queen, or promise them a future.
The emperor could.
Therefore, the queen mother can't fight the emperor in this regard, and these two concubines are undoubtedly clear.
The sicker the emperor became, the more panicked they became, and the more they could no longer pretend to be indifferent and well-behaved, and slowly survived behind the queen mother.
They can't afford to wait.
Ling Qingyun left the palace and rode out by herself.
An Su and An Wei are still in the palace, and the same is true for Shi Ting, even Lu Luo can't leave his body.
Ling Qingyun's mind was circling, thinking about the emperor's condition.
She didn't go home, but went to the restaurant where she often met with Shi Ting and An Wei, waiting for news.
Half an hour later, Shi Ting came first.
"Your arm, what's the matter?" Ling Qingyun asked him with a frown.
Shi Ting's equestrian skills are superb, and he won't break his arm lightly. It can be seen that he did it on purpose. What was worth it for him to break his arm to escape, Ling Qingyun still couldn't figure it out.
He was by no means running away from the emperor's illness, he was afraid that the emperor would die in his hands, because he recommended Ling Qingyun.
He wouldn't throw this mess to Ling Qingyun.
At this point, Ling Qingyun is still sure.
"Oh, the ride broke." Shi Ting spoke idly. Poured myself a cup of tea.
"Not going to talk about it in detail?" Ling Qingyun asked him.
Shi Ting smiled.
He laughed, like a spring flower, and the room was full of bright light.
"It was from the Nine Kings that I got a horse from the Western Regions, which is wild and difficult to train. I rode up and was thrown down by the brute. "Stone Ting Road.
Ling Qingyun's brows furrowed even tighter.
It's not that Shi Ting didn't say anything.
In fact, he waited and hinted at Ling Qingyun, and this matter was related to the Nine Great Kings.
The Nine Kings and the Fourth Captain of King Ji's Mansion have already entered the palace. The emperor personally arranged for the erudite Hongru to teach them the arts.
Choose a brother to inherit the throne. It was also officially re-mentioned in the court.
The specific choice of whom, the emperor has not yet decided.
The government is becoming more and more chaotic, and the chaos is so chaotic that people can't figure it out at all. Even if it's Wang. and other powerful families, they are also uncertain, and they are very panicked.
The emperor broke the kettle and sank the boat, regardless of it.
No one understands why.
Only Ling Qingyun knew. The emperor planned to avenge Lu Xuan on his deathbed.
"Why don't you ask me if it hurts?" Shi Ting looked at Ling Qingyun with horizontal eyes. Asked softly.
Last time, because of the eldest princess Huaiqing, he was also injured once, and Ling Qingyun didn't ask.
Ling Qingyun never worried about his pain, as if everything was arranged by him. There's a purpose.
"Does it hurt?" Ling Qingyun asked.
Shi Ting's face shone slightly when he heard this.
In this tone, it's better not to ask.
Shi Ting skimmed his face. didn't look at Ling Qingyun, and didn't answer. He tilted his head out the window. After a while, he said, "I made an appointment with Lu Luo, you can meet him in a few days." β
"Well, thank you." Ling Qingyun said.
Shi Ting said no more.
They sat for more than an hour, didn't talk much, and both of them were preoccupied.
In the afternoon, Anwei finally arrived.
As soon as An Wei came, Shi Ting got up and said, "Since An Daren is here, I won't bother." β
He was so knowledgeable that Ling Qingyun and An Wei were slightly surprised.
Shi Ting didn't wait for them to say anything, turned around and left.
An Wei looked at his back and frowned slightly.
"How did he break his hand?" An Wei asked Ling Qingyun.
Shi Ting's broken hand was not only Ling Qingyun, but An Wei didn't know about it, and he couldn't guess Shi Ting's intentions.
When An Wei arrived in the palace, he learned that Shi Ting's hand was broken, and Shi Ting strongly recommended Ling Qingyun to see the emperor, and the emperor agreed, which made An Wei even more vigilant.
"He said that it was the Nine Kings who gave him a fierce horse, and he wanted to tame it, but the stumbling man threw him down and broke his hand." Ling Qingyun said, "I don't know what he wants to say. β
Shi Ting admitted that he was the remnant of the former crown prince, but Ling Qingyun did not sue SΓΉ Anwei.
And An Wei has already found out, and he didn't sue Ling Qingyun. The matter of Shi Ting, whether it is true or not, when it comes out of An Cornice, it is always a bit suspicious of falling into the ground.
"The Nine Kings?" Ann the eaves deep rope.
Ling Qingyun snorted.
An Wei thought for a long time, and seemed to understand something, but did not say it. He changed the subject and asked about the emperor's condition.
"The official family doesn't have many days left." Ling Qingyun directly told SΓΉ Anwei, "If he can survive a month, it is the Houze of God." β
An Wei sighed slightly.
This was expected for him.
"You have to be careful." An Wei told Ling Qingyun, "It is even more prudent to see a doctor for the official family." Now that you've accepted it, they're not going to let you back out. β
"I understand!" Ling Qingyun said.
A little breeze, blowing the fine room brocade curtains swaying, tassels swinging.
The broken hair in front of Ling Qingyun's forehead stirred up the wind, a little messy.
"Here's for you!" Ling Qingyun handed a piece of handkerchief to An Wei, "Just now in the palace, Concubine Wang Shufei saw that I was struggling with acupuncture, and she sweated on her face, so she gave this to me."
The official family wants to deal with the Queen Mother and avenge my sister, Wang Shufei and Feng Guifei are both pawns. This is Wang Shufei's private belongings, and no one saw it when she gave it to me, and there was no record to check.
You take it, and if you can use it, you can help the official. β
An Wei took it.
The things in the palace, no matter how big or small, are recorded by special palace people.
Concubine Wang Shu only entered the palace at the beginning of this year, but she was only seventeen years old, and she was ordered by the Queen Mother. I haven't suffered hardships, and I don't know the sinister in the palace.
Even if others told her, she didn't care. All the caution comes from falling again and again, and Wang Shufei has not been planted so far.
She didn't pay much attention to these details, so she gave her personal belongings to Ling Qingyun very lightly. Just like usual at home. He gave gifts to foreign daughters, thinking that he would gain faithfulness.
What a great honor it is to be given Jinpa by the noble daughter of the Wang family? Wang Shufei's means and scheming. is still stuck in her past, the noble daughter of the high-ranking family, not the palace concubine.
In the end, it's just a girl who hasn't been stormed.
An Wei smiled and said, "Don't worry." Leave it all to me. β
Then, he sent Ling Qingyun home.
Ling Qingyun returned home. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a rich fragrance of wood flowers, mixed with the mellow aroma of flour.
The osmanthus they picked in the morning, Jing's had already made the osmanthus cake by himself.
Jing put a plate in his room, and Ling Qingyun could eat it as soon as she entered the door.
"It's back!" I saw Ling Qingyun enter the door. Jing hurriedly greeted him, "It's nothing, right?" I'm scared to death. β
Ling Qingyun said it was fine.
She sat down, and the maid brought hot tea. Ling Qingyun drank tea slowly and ate osmanthus cake. Tell my mother about the palace.
She told Jing what she said about the emperor's acupuncture and pulse diagnosis.
Jing was very surprised: "Why are there so many imperial doctors in the palace, but let you be a little girl to check the pulse?" β
She thought it was too child's play.
"Mother, the official family's holy body is too bad." Ling Qingyun whispered to her mother in an inaudible voice, "The imperial doctors in the palace all know that the official family's illness cannot be cured.
If it falls into anyone's hands, it will be a disaster. Coincidentally, Shi Gongzi won the trust of the official family at this time, and after sealing the hospital, the imperial doctors had someone to shirk, and they were even more reluctant to interfere.
And Shi Gongzi recommended me, probably so that our family would show up in front of the official family. The other imperial doctors, I heard that they were recommended by Shiyuancheng, and they all flattered me. β
After hearing this, Jing Yin thought about it, and felt that although it was ridiculous, it was also reasonable.
"You have to be very careful!" Jing told Ling Qingyun, "You can't take half a wrong step in the palace." β
Although he thought it was reasonable, Jing was still worried.
She was afraid that someone would calculate Ling Qingyun.
"Let's go back and rest, come over for dinner in the evening." Jing's Road.
Ling Qingyun said yes, turned around and went back to the room.
"Light rain, put up some osmanthus cakes we made. If I came back late, the girl asked me and said that I had gone to my aunt's house to deliver pastries. As soon as Ling Qingyun left, Jing instructed the maid.
The maid said yes.
Jing's also immediately changed her clothes, and when the maid sorted out the pastries, she went out.
The distance between Zhixianfang and Anjia is not far, and it will be there in two minutes. Jing got out of the car, and it happened that An Su and An Wei came back.
"Auntie?" An Wei's thick eyebrows twisted slightly, "Why are you here so late?" β
He thought that something had happened to Ling Qingyun.
Jing's straight to the point and said: "Didn't Yun'er enter the palace today to ask the official family for a pulse?" I don't feel at ease, so come and ask. β
Both An Su and An Wei knew what Jing wanted to ask.
Together with Jing, they went to the main courtyard.
Xiao Jing greeted him.
After sitting down, An Su briefly said the matter: "The official family is seriously ill, and I don't feel at ease if he puts any imperial doctor in front of him." Only Yun'er, she is a member of our family, Shiyuan Cheng recommended her, and the official family trusted her, which is the best. β
Jing immediately understood that Ansu needed an eyeliner. You don't need to do anything, you just need to know who is talking to the official, what is said, etc.
And Ansu trusts Ling Qingyun's medical skills, and Ansu is not taboo about arranging Ling Qingyun to do eyeliner.
He said it very frankly, which showed that he had planned carefully and could keep Ling Qingyun safe and not let her get involved too deeply.
Even if she is involved, it is related to the An family.
Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm afraid that Yun'er will mess around and something bad will happen." Jing said, "Since Master Hou knows, it's the best." β
It was already dusk, the sky was full of clouds, the bright red brocade was about to come down, and the courtyard flowers and trees were enchanting.
After Jing's asked clearly, he went back to the Waiting Place.
As soon as she arrived home, the maid on the second door immediately came over to tell her: "Madam, there is a guest at home, just arrived!" β
Jing was slightly surprised.
***
I saw some relatives asking, how can Ling Qingcheng become an official without fame. Actually, I set this, not temporarily, but from the beginning. The background of officialdom that I set is somewhat similar to that of the late Tang Dynasty, or the early years of the Song Dynasty, when the imperial examination system was gradually improving, but it was not the only way to recruit scholars. Entering the door is also one of the important ways, and Ling Qingcheng relies on the door shade to enter the office. It was because of these different ways that two major bureaucratic groups in the imperial court were formed: the poor officials from the imperial examination and the aristocratic officials with the shadow of the family. They poured out against each other and fought constantly. The struggle between Prime Minister Yang and the Wang group in the article is a representative of this kind. (To be continued) R466