Chapter 122: The Crying Bird (Part II)

When Fan Qiang and Yang Yan arrived at Shuhua Palace, a black shadow suddenly swept by, so fast, like lightning, the two of them were startled and chased after them. But where can I catch up? Suddenly, the shadow was gone. The two searched for a while, and there was silence all around, only the strange birds cried and screamed, which made people tremble.

Yang Yan said: "What kind of bird is this, why is it so scary?" ”

Fan Qiang smiled: "We have been on the battlefield for a long time, are we still afraid of a bird's call?" ”

"I'm not afraid of birds! Everything has an omen, this bird screams so miserably, it's not a good thing, besides, Concubine Song and Concubine Liang are all women, and they must be afraid when they hear this bird's voice. ”

Fan Qiang laughed: "It's not easy!" He took out his bow, put on the arrow, and without looking at it, he listened attentively, and the arrow was aimed at the depths of darkness, and suddenly the bow was full, and when he released it, the arrow disappeared like a thunderbolt. I heard only a wailing sound, and a big bird fell to the ground with a "bang", and another bird rose from the forest to the sky, hissing continuously, and it was very miserable in the moonlight, as if crying.

Yang Yanqin was stunned and praised: "Fan Qiang, your archery skills are getting better and better, and you can shoot objects with sound!" ”

Fan Qiang's face was solemn, he shook his head and sighed: "Alas, it could have killed two birds with one stone, but let the other one run away!" ”

After the two finished speaking, they hurriedly rushed to Shuhua Palace. Concubine Song's willow eyebrows were tightly locked, her face was scared and sad, and Prince Qing was lying in the crook of her arm, her face like gold paper. When Fan Qiang saw it, his voice was not good, he pulled the prince's left hand and took the pulse, only to see that the prince's pulse was weak and weak, the pulse was slow, and his abdomen was as big as a drum, and he said urgently: "Niangniang, what's the matter with the prince, he is so sick, why don't you send it to the imperial doctor's house for treatment?" ”

Concubine Song lowered two tears, hugged Prince Qing tightly, and cried: "A few days ago, outside Shuhua Palace, a few strange birds flew in, constantly wailing, the voice was poignant, I couldn't bear to hear it, I listened to it, I was very afraid. Not to mention Prince Qing, he cried all day long, and he became sick like this. The Imperial Doctor's Office prescribed a few doses of medicine, but it was ineffective, and I don't know what to do! ”

Yang Yan thought for a moment and asked, "What about Concubine Liang, how is she?" ”

"She's afraid, too, but better than me."

Yang Yan asked again: "What has been the recent movement?" ”

Concubine Song lowered her head and thought for a while, then shook her head: "No." Suddenly, he said, "Yes!" I always felt that someone outside the palace was secretly peeping at me, but when I went to see it, it was just a bright moon and the miserable cry of the strange bird, and there was nothing. ”

Yang Yan said: "Niangniang don't have to be anxious, we have dispatched the Imperial Forest Army, lying around, and secretly protecting you." It's late at night, don't worry about the mother, the mother rests early! He picked up Fan Qiang and left Shuhua Palace. Along the way, Yang Yan kept thinking: "What is that black shadow?" What kind of bird is that strange bird? Where did it come from? ”

After a few days, Prince Qing's condition worsened, and the imperial doctor was helpless, and Queen Dou was very happy to know about it. Concubine Liang took care of the prince every day, and when she saw that the prince's illness was getting worse day by day, she couldn't help but be happy, and secretly thought: "When the prince dies, my son can be the prince!" His face was pretending to be sad. Emperor Zhang was very worried, every day to Shuhua Palace, saw the prince lying on the bed, thin hands and feet, skinny, but the stomach was high and swollen, very distressed, very annoyed with these quacks, killed several imperial doctors, but to no avail. On this day, Dou Gu said: "The prince is the foundation of the world, the prince is sick, the foundation is unstable, how can the country be safe?" Your Majesty, since the cure is ineffective, why not ask for ghosts and gods? ”

When Emperor Zhang heard this, he couldn't help but move, and suddenly said: "I heard that outside Shuhua Palace, there are strange birds crying, very sad, Fan Qiang shot one to death, and the other was scared away, is there really a ghost and god in the world?" After wandering for a while, Emperor Zhang agreed.

The next day, Dou Gu attracted a Taoist, surnamed Li, with a childish face and full of energy, claiming to have lived for 500 years and had seen Qin Shi Huang and Han Gaozu. Emperor Zhang didn't have time to ask these questions in detail, and said: "The prince has not been cured for a long time, and he also hopes that the Taoist master will perform Taoist skills to drive away ghosts and gods, so that the prince can be healthy and the world will be peaceful!" ”

Li Daoren held the Buddha dust in his hand, chanted words, circled around Shuhua Palace, looked serious, and said: "Your Majesty, Shuhua Palace has a heavy yin qi, attracting 'weeping birds', 'weeping birds' cry, the yin qi is even stronger, it will definitely attract ghosts, the prince is young, and ghosts will inevitably possess him!" ”

Emperor Zhang was skeptical: "I have been familiar with reading hundreds of books since I was a child, and I have never heard the word 'weeping bird', why am I not here?" ”

"Your Majesty, as the name suggests, 'weeping bird' is a crying bird, this bird cries, very poignant, a hundred times sadder than people crying. This bird originally grows in the west. One year, Taishang Laojun traveled to the West, visited the Buddha, talked about the Buddha and the Tao with the Buddha, argued for three days and three nights, without any result, and returned in a daze. Walking to a barren mountain, the anger was so bad that he fainted, and the 'weeping bird' found that he was lying next to Taishang Laojun, crying for 7749 days, and woke up Taishang Laojun. Taishang Laojun was very moved, marveled at its spirituality, and took it to his side, day and night. Therefore, if this bird does not cry, something will happen! ”

When Emperor Zhang heard this, he felt ridiculous and was about to get angry, but Dou Gu said: "In this case, can the Taoist have a way to resolve it?" ”

The Taoist stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "But is it just a 'weeping bird'?" What's so scary? He was not in a hurry, took out a medicine from his arms, poured it into the water, melted it instantly, and said after a long time: "Your Majesty, please drink this cup of water to the prince, and you will be safe." ”

Emperor Zhang was still hesitating, and Dou Gu had already asked people to pour water into the prince's mouth. I saw that the prince's stomach was roaring, and a lot of black stool was discharged, which was smelly. Not long after, the crown prince woke up slowly, saw Emperor Zhang, and cried and shouted: "Father, father!" ”

Emperor Zhang was sour, didn't care about the stench, and hugged him tightly: "Wu'er is fine, Wu'er is fine......"

The crown prince said: "Father, I dreamed of a bird, it was so scary, it looked so fierce, it screamed like crying......

Emperor Zhang couldn't help but believe it, and looked at Li Daoren, with a smile in his eyes: "Dao Chang is much more clever than those imperial doctors!" ”

Li Daoren said: "The emperor has won the award!" As the saying goes, the right medicine. The prince is not sick, but is messed up by ghosts and gods, and the general medicine stone is naturally useless! ”