1154, non-ink
- Wang Zhe's thoughts turned around in his mind, and he smiled at Ye Zhengming and said, "Uncle Ye, don't be formal, I'm just about to look for you!" â
Hearing the title used in Wang Zhe's words, Ye Zhengming took a deep seat: "The criminals dare not trespass." â
Wang Zhe smiled a little helplessly, no longer paying attention to whether Ye Zhengming was really making trouble, and continued his thoughts, Wen Yan said: "Uncle Ye, come to the car, my second brother is suddenly a little bad, look at ......"
Ye Zhengming's word "crime" is about to pop out of his lips again.
"Don't sin!"
Wang Zhe finally couldn't continue to pretend that he couldn't hear.
The second brother's coughing in his ears had not stopped, and Wang Zhe couldn't understand that for doctors, there was something more important than thinking about the patient.
Even if there is such a thing, it is by no means a mouthful of a "criminal minister".
When those three words came out of his throat with a tone similar to reprimand, Wang Zhe, who was still sitting in the car a moment ago, stood up suddenly, slid out in half a step, and kicked on the edge of the car in the remaining half step, jumped onto the horse that Ye Zhengming was riding, and sat behind Ye Zhengming.
"If you're a criminal, can you still have a royal horse to travel now?" Wang Zhen's slightly impatient voice sounded next to Ye Zhengming's ears, his voice was quite loud, regardless of what others thought and whether it would stab Ye Zhengming's ear drums, "Is there a way to slow down?" â
"Yes." Ye Zhengming's short beard under his jaw trembled, "If you want to throw away the sin...... The minister went over and asked His Royal Highness to see it before throwing it. â
As soon as Ye Zhengming's words came out, Wang Zhe almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and his face was strange for a while.
With a dry cough, he straightened his mind, pulled out a short dagger he was wearing, and his eyes were slightly condensed. Wave your sleeves and throw.
The dagger, which was less than a foot long and nearly three inches wide, pierced into the gap between the handrail and the board on one side of the chariot, and the dagger edge was almost completely submerged, leaving only the head of the yellow tassel exposed.
Seeing this scene, the guards who were leading the horses in front of them, as well as the other guards scattered in the honor guard, only glanced sideways. There was no other reaction. But the third prince suddenly waved his hand and threw his sword. It frightened several palace maids and eunuchs who were closer, and they couldn't help but shrink their necks slightly.
The style of the three princes is almost completely different from that of the royal family in the permanent palace. Even Ye Zhengming was slightly moved when he saw this scene for the first time.
"Go over yourself, or I'm going to throw you." While Wang Zhe was speaking, the hand that threw the dagger had already copied forward from behind. Squeezed Ye Zhengming's hand away and controlled the horse's reins. The man skillfully drove the horse to a position very close to the car.
At this time, neither the horse nor the chariot stopped moving, but the speed was almost the same, if you didn't look at the surface. It's as smooth as if both were still.
Ye Zhengming doesn't know martial arts, but he can also be very relaxed, and he stays on the stirrup with one foot. With one foot on the handle of the dagger inserted in the side of the imperial chariot, he ran from the back of the horse to the car where the second prince was in only two steps.
Just standing firm. Ye Zhengming didn't sit down in a hurry, but turned to look at Wang Zhe on the horse, and said, "Please stay on the horse for a while." â
This time, he didn't use the self-title of "criminal minister" when he spoke, his words were very direct, and after bluntly reminding him, he even put down the leather curtain on the outside of the car very directly, blocking the third prince Wang Zhe out of the car.
Wang Zhe's face was slightly stunned, and then he smiled silently, but he didn't say anything.
Regarding Ye Zhengming's attitude, Wang Zhe has always followed his father's wishes, tolerant and indulgent, and both.
Although in Ye Zhengming's character, there is always a twisting energy that he cultivated when he was young, but after all, he has never done anything to harm the interests of the royal family, and he is extremely protective of the face of the royal family in front of others.
Maybe he would do this, because he had some deliberate elements, but if he was linked to the things that the Ye family had done for the Wang family, their Wang family categorically did not blame this Ye family's remnant.
Lowering the outer windshield curtain, the light in the car was slightly dimmed.
The second prince, Wang Hong, probably because of the sea breeze blowing on the altar for a long time, his body was cold, and his face also faded a layer of blood, but after a violent cough just now, some red threads appeared on his pale cheeks, and he did not hide it in such an obscure light in the car.
Seeing that Wang Hong wanted to wait for his pulse as usual, so he couldn't hold back his cough and control his wrist not to move, Ye Zhengming didn't hide his feelings anymore, shook his head and sighed.
Sitting down cross-legged beside Wang Hong casually, Ye Zhengming put down a small medicine box hanging on his shoulder, but he didn't open the medicine box, and he didn't reach out to grab Wang Hong's wrist, but just bent his arm and took it out in his arms, which seemed a little unelegant.
After digging for a long time, when he pulled out his hand, he held a small burlap bag in the palm of his hand, and poured out a small bottle with a delicate appearance from it.
Wang Hong watched Ye Zhengming's actions after getting into the car, and at this point, his face couldn't help but have a trace of suspicion, because the small bottle that Ye Zhengming pinched between his fingers seemed to have no mouth - it became a ceramic pimple.
However, Ye Zhengming quickly answered this question for him with actions.
Ye Zhengming's eyes drooped slightly, and he swept Wang Hong's waist, of course he didn't want to see what style of jade belt the second prince tied today, but was looking for his saber.
Although the second prince is not like the third prince, he has a superb martial arts body, but when the royal family goes out, they will carry the flying fish dagger given by the emperor, this kind of dagger that can be stabbed near and far can be thrown, but it is a genuine, iron-sharpened treasure.
Seeing the meaning of Ye Zhengming's search, Wang Hong subconsciously felt that he was looking for the flying fish dagger he was wearing, and the cough was unbearable, Wang Hong didn't have time to ask, and without waiting for Ye Zhengming to speak, he had already untied the flying fish dagger from his waist and pushed it to Ye Zhengming's knees.
Ye Zhengming was not polite, pulled out the dagger, and slashed directly at the strange bottle mouth of the delicate vial without holes.
Naturally, there is a hole in the mouth of the bottle, but the craftsman who fired this bottle deliberately cast a small part of the mouth of the bottle to death, Ye Zhengming raised the knife and cut off a small part of the dead bottle mouth, and the contents of the bottle were finally revealed.
In fact, Ye Zhengming hadn't done the pouring action yet, but the smell of the liquid medicine in the bottle was emitted extremely quickly, and the smell wafted out on its own.
The second prince, Wang Hong, smelled the smell of medicine, and the suspicion in his eyes rose again, because he clearly smelled it. It was the smell of liquor, and it should have been the smell of that very strong wine. The first smell is mellow, and when you inhale it into your nostrils and go deeper, you can feel a little stimulus. He attended a lot of royal banquets, because he couldn't drink more. Instead, it allowed him to keep his mind clear. Familiarized with the smell of dozens of liquors.
Wang Hong looked at Ye Zhengming in amazement, unbelievable that he would take out this thing. But on second thought, such a small bottle of sealed "wine". Unusual, I'm afraid.
Moreover, Wang Hong soon found that after smelling the aroma of this "wine", he felt that the cough in his chest naturally subsided a little - sure enough. This thing is really related to curing diseases and suppressing coughs.
Ye Zhengming stood up in the car and shook the small bottle in his hand. Splashing the liquid in the bottle everywhere without worrying about the image. If Wang Hong was lucky enough to see the appearance of the folk wizard when he exorcised the demon and jumped the great god, it would not be difficult to associate Ye Zhengming with him.
But Wang Hong unfortunately has no experience in observing this scene with his own eyes, although he dabbles in the book. But that's nowhere near as vivid as seeing it with your own eyes. At this time, his cough decreased slightly, and he looked at Ye Zhengming in order to achieve the purpose of applying medicine to cure the disease, and he had no scruples about his demeanor at all. He was just grateful, and he deeply agreed with Ye Zhengming's move of pulling the curtain just now.
Presumably he will remember this in the future. trusts and indulges some of Ye Zhengming's small actions, in fact, Ye Zhengming has often been like this in front of him in recent years, and a certain feeling in his heart is also accumulating day by day.
Quickly finished this part of the auxiliary treatment of swaying the medicinal liquid, Ye Zhengming sat down cross-legged in front of the second prince again, and then he poured the vial in the air, took a few drops of the liquid with the aroma of wine in the palm of his hand, and then put down the bottle, quickly rubbed his palm with the medicinal liquid, and said in a positive voice: "Please undress Your Highness." â
Wang Hong's expression on his face was unnatural for a moment, but he still quickly did as Ye Zhengming meant.
Ye Zhengming didn't care about any etiquette rules, rubbed his palms, then pasted Wang Hong's vest, pushed and rubbed it, touched it about thirty times, and then wrapped his palm in front of Wang Hong and stuck it on his right chest, but only pushed twenty times, and finally withdrew.
The robe was taken off by Wang Hong himself, but in the end, it was Ye Zhengming who served and wore it back, which can be regarded as filling part of the etiquette obligations of being a courtier.
At this time, Wang Hong only felt that there were two fires on each of his chest and back, which were the positions that Ye Zhengming had just taken with the medicinal solution, and his whole body gradually warmed up because of these two fires, and he almost forgot the chill in his cavity that made him cough.
Wang Hong thought that Ye Zhengming's treatment measures would be over at this time, but unexpectedly, he handed over the delicate small bottle and said, "There are still a few drops left, please take it for Your Highness." â
Wang Hong was surprised and said, "Do you want to drink it in your stomach?" â
Ye Zhengming didn't answer this question, but after nodding, he said seriously: "The liquid medicine is too small, not enough to swallow a mouthful, but this medicine can't be swallowed too quickly, you need to hold it in your mouth for a while, and then swallow it after closing the saliva." â
In fact, Wang Hong didn't want to ask about the method of taking this medicine, the question that made him feel incredible and slightly worried was that if this liquid that smelled like liquor and felt like fire on the skin, if swallowed in the stomach, would it burn the stomach and intestines?
No matter how much he trusted Ye Zhengming, it would not break his ability to question his concerns, but in the end, the spirit of trust prevailed, Wang Hong only hesitated for a moment, then took the bottle, and took the last few drops of the liquid according to Ye Zhengming's instructions.
Wang Hong was mentally prepared to taste the spirits, but when the few drops of liquid stained his tongue, he only felt a cool sensation similar to mint.
However, it wasn't until the potion was completely swallowed, and after a few moments, he felt its medicinal power, as if a fire was burning in his abdomen. There were three fires burning inside and outside like this, but it didn't make people feel any pain, but it was as if the frozen limbs and hundreds of bones had been pushed by the heat to wake up, and the whole body was extremely useful.
Wang Hong exhaled softly, without the slightest cough, and even every finger warmed up.
Looking at this good change embodied in Wang Hong, Ye Zhengming finally showed a smile on his face: "Are you comfortable?" â
Wang Hong also smiled and nodded.
Ye Zhengming seemed to be coaxing a child to be happy, and then asked, "Don't you think it's very strange?" â
Regarding the bottle of potion, Wang Hong hadn't thought in this direction yet, but after Ye Zhengming mentioned it, he suddenly felt the same way. But just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized a problem again, and said in surprise: "This medicine...... Something strange. â
"Even His Highness can sense it." Ye Zhengming sighed, "The style and quality of the work are actually related to the character and nature of the author. This bottle of medicine is someone else's work. â
In fact, when Wang Hong first spoke, he had this answer faintly in his heart. At this time, seeing Ye Zhengming take the initiative to mention it, he simply stopped interjecting and only listened quietly, because he felt that Ye Zhengming would take the initiative to mention other people's works so seriously, I am afraid that what he wanted to say was not as simple as a bottle of medicine.
However, after a long silence, Ye Zhengming's first words made Wang Hong's heart skip a beat.
"Your Royal Highness......" Ye Zhengming raised the hand that had been smeared with the medicine just now, approached his nose and sniffed, and then looked at the second prince Wang Hong, and then said: "If from the very beginning, Weichen told you that this bottle of medicine was refined by Liao Shi, would you hesitate to abandon it?" â
Wang Hong looked at Ye Zhengming's gaze and froze, but he didn't answer the question.
Ye Zhengming waited silently for a moment, but did not get an echo, and he didn't ask, just smiled faintly, and said slowly: "Because it is rumored that Liao Shi is the same demon doctor who can refine people, so he was nicknamed a medicine ghost by the way, and Liao Shi laughed at himself with this, saying that the medicine he refined was called 'Three Fires'." It is rumored that there are a total of three fires on the body and shoulders of the human body, and if you extinguish one place, you will be vulnerable to evil things, and if you kill three places, you will be dissipated. I watched him while he was refining this bottle, and he didn't have the slightest magic trick. â
The second prince, Wang Hong, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Liao Shi is a person, and the medicine ghost is just a title." â
"Your Highness is a person who can look at things objectively, minister, and it is true that he is happy and convinced." Ye Zhengming's tone of voice suddenly became respectful, "However, Liao Shi has never made any mild medicine, this is his personal style that he knows most on the bright side. The medicine that Weichen used for His Highness just now, in fact, Liao Shi refined this bottle, and he himself said that he would not refine the second bottle. â
When Wang Hong heard this, he suddenly felt a burst of regret, and couldn't help but say, "This medicine is very good, why don't you make good use of it?" If it is a first product, there are still some improprieties in zĂ i, and it should be slowly improved. â
Ye Zhengming was silent and hesitated for a long time...... (To be continued)