Early in the morning, in the dyeing workshop of Chang'an City, many people gathered together in a panic. The voice was very noisy, and even a morning sleep didn't let Fuqing sleep well.

Fuqing opened her eyes and looked at the bright little face on the bed, but she couldn't get out of bed for the time being. The noise outside was very noisy, especially when Shao'er heard the noise, it seemed that there was a sound of an envoy.

It's noisy indeed.

Fuqing got up and walked out, and when she saw Wan'er's eyes, she must have been afraid that the envoy would quarrel with someone. Returning to the bedside, Fuqing came to the dyeing courtyard with Wan'er in his arms, and saw many monks surrounding a child.

"Stop arguing!" With a roar, the envoy saw Fu Qing coming out with Wan'er in his arms, and immediately walked over.

"None of the illnesses have healed! Running around and what. Accusing the voice, the envoy said that Wan'er had nothing to say, kept tugging at Fuqing's clothes, and suddenly looked at Fuqing's eyes.

"Aren't you tired?" The envoy asked Fu Qing.

Hearing this, Fu Qing had recently cultivated to the first level of the Butterfly Sutra, and he didn't notice that he was tired.

"Okay...... As he spoke, Fu Qing looked at the young man on the ground and walked over.

Fuqing saw that Wan'er had already seen the envoy, but she couldn't hand Wan'er over to the envoy, it was not a matter to hold her like this, but she could always stand Wan'er.

Slowly put Wan'er on the ground, and walked towards the child on the ground, of course, as a dyeing workshop envoy, how can it be less, and followed Fuqing towards the boy.

"Poor boy!" Sigh, Fuqing doesn't want it to happen either.

This kind of thing, not to mention that in another day or two, it will be a happy day for Fuqing and Shao'er. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen, but there were some timid people who just looked at the teenager lying on the ground from a distance.

Fu Qing stepped forward and saw the young man on the ground.

It turned out to be a wandering teenager, forget it first to see what was going on, stretched out his hand, his hand was like a white jade poisonous evil, and he probed the boy's body.

"This man! Will you see a doctor? No, it doesn't work. While speaking, it was the envoy beside Wan'er, looking at Fuqing as if he were a doctor saving people.

Shaker has seen Fuqing's medical skills, although Fuqing's way of seeing a doctor, Wan'er believes that Fuqing must be better than Doctor Xia, and does not agree with what Fang Envoy said.

"Aqing, you can see a doctor, very powerful! Sister, don't speak. Saying that, Wan'er couldn't move, so she didn't let the envoy speak.

Is it true that the Fang Envoy will do what Wan'er wishes, not opening her mouth to speak? That's impossible. Seeing that her face had recovered well, Wan'er turned out to be a person who had just met and had not yet worshiped heaven and earth and entered the cave room, and had already begun to face outsiders and collide with the fang, which was returned.

"Yo! Shake, now that I have someone, I don't need my sister anymore. began to talk back to my sister, it's really my sister who is not as good as you, and you are not as good as your wife. As he spoke, he saw Shao'er look at the envoy and said with a small mouth.

"No one can have ......." Wan'er said.

Fuqing confirmed that the poison in the teenager was indeed the seven-star grass poison that would only be found in the desert. But how could there be Seven Star Grass in Chang'an City? It seems that someone deliberately came to the dyeing room for someone.

Fu Qing didn't have any medicine on his body now, and the only bottle of medicine was also given to Qin. And at this time, Fuqing is able to see that 'I see!' 'In front of him, Fuqing doesn't just know medical skills.

Put the seven-star grass poison in the dye pool, no matter how much dyed cloth is produced, it will have the seven-star grass poison, which is to make things rhythmic.

Fu Qing looked at the women in the dye shop, far away from the children on the ground, and some even ran back to the room. And now that such a big thing has happened in the dyeing workshop, as a workshop envoy, he naturally knows that it is not good for him to explain to the owner of the dyeing workshop.

Fu Qing's eyes lit up and found that the woman closest to the boy on the ground had a strange look in her eyes, so she stepped forward and asked the woman.

"This boy, is that you? Where did you find it. He asked. Fu Qing came to a woman unexpectedly, how did he decide.

It was this monk who discovered the boy.

As Fu Qing asked the woman, the envoy looked at the woman and gradually walked over.

"When I went out to buy groceries in the morning, I just saw a poor child lying on the side of the road." As he spoke, he saw the woman, who seemed to be unable to speak.

Since Fu Qing could see that it was she who came into contact with the young man, she naturally understood the whole thing, and her eyes were roughly shining, "So you went back to the dyeing workshop and took some fabric ......." As he spoke, Fuqing saw the woman and hurriedly opened her mouth and said.

"Really, I just took some fabric and put it on this kid! However, when I came back after shopping. The woman said.

"The boy is dead." While speaking, Fu Qing took the woman's words and said.

"You didn't know it was going to happen, for fear of being seen, and the government people saw it and took the boy to the dyeing workshop. You don't have to speak, I know, it's not against him. After a few words, Fu Qing's eyes looked at the panicked woman, and her eyes looked at the young man on the ground from time to time.

Fu Qing's eyes lit up when he saw that the woman was afraid, and stepped forward to comfort the scared woman, "I know, it's not you who hurt her!" Juveniles are poisoned. While speaking, Fu Qing saw that she was comforting the woman, and her face was puzzled! How could he, be poisoned.

Fuqing was also thinking, how could you say that a street child could be poisoned! Moreover, it is still far away from Chang'an City, and the seven-star grass poison that can only be found in the desert "Do you know, what kind of poison is in the youth?" Then you, can you save him? said. The envoy saw that Fuqing was like a doctor, and then treated the young man.

The envoy looked at Shao'er's mouth, and saw a very good doctor

"No, you can't. Did you know? Although the seven-star grass poison is not violent, it can be ranked among the top ten poisonous weeds. You said that the Seven Star Grass is not powerful, but do you know why? Seven Star Grass, there is no antidote rumored. As he spoke, Fu Qing already knew how the young man was poisoned.

Fu Qing's eyes lit up and saw the fabric on the young man's body.

"The boy was hit by the seven-star grass poison on the cloth, by the way, where is this batch of cloth sent?" Saying that, Fu Qing looked at the yard full of fabrics, once there is seven-star grass poison, if it spreads, it will definitely bring disaster to Chang'an City.

The envoy stepped forward and glanced at the fabric, "This harem named the fabric?" Why, do you suspect that this fabric is poisonous! How can it be. As he spoke, the envoy looked at everyone present, and everyone was fine.

If the cloth is poisonous, it should be the dyeing sisters who are poisoned first.

"Why, it can't be! In case someone poisons you, give you an antidote. He said. Fuqing had already guessed a rough idea, first poisoning the cloth, and then unknowingly putting the antidote in the well water.

Seeing that the target of the poisoned person is not small, it turned out to be the palace, which person is the way. Is it the Eastern Turks? Impossible! Not long ago, Li Jingcai defeated the Eastern Turks and brought back the jade seal of the country.

"All the fabrics are destroyed, you have to be quick, once the fabrics flow out of the dyeing workshop, the dyeing workshop will be finished." said. Fuqing directly said the key, after 16 years of hard work, in the end, he helped others make wedding dresses, which was stupid.

"No! Absolutely not, these are the hard work of the sisters. Saying that, the Fang Envoy did not destroy the fabric, but he didn't know that the Fang Envoy was the owner of the dyeing workshop.

Fuqing didn't bother to argue with the envoy, stretched out his hand to pick up the unshakable child, and said to the envoy.

"In that case, you'd better ask your host. In fact, your host doesn't care about this little money, otherwise you will lose money inside and out, and your host will soon stop cooking. "Saying that, Fuqing will care about the quarterly expenses of the dyeing workshop! Jokes, I'm afraid that dyeing the house for a quarter is just a few days' income from the building.

Looking at the young man lying on the ground, he dared to move to the head of the dyeing workshop, or I would like to find you out, it seems that the business in Chang'an City will not be able to continue.

"Aqing! What does your house do? How do you feel so good. While speaking, the voice of the shaker came out of Fuqing's arms, fortunately, the envoy was not by Fuqing's side, otherwise there would be some teasing.