Chapter 694 is not poisoning
Rong Wei shouted at the top of his voice: "Master Taifu, that's Your Majesty!" You must not let anyone approach Your Majesty! The murderer hasn't been found yet! β
Outside, he does not call Rong Liang the eldest brother, but calls him his official name, which is also the unwritten rule of the Rong family.
Rong Liang pondered for a moment, his deep eyes stayed on Yang Ling's face, Yang Ling was not afraid or aggressive, just quietly waiting for Rong Liang's answer.
Concubine Rong was only anxious and did not pay attention to the situation here. In other words, she completely trusts her eldest brother Rong Liang to be able to control the situation.
Rong Liang thought for a while, then said: "You have to know the consequences, this is a long live master, in case you have a bad pool under your hands, it is not something you can afford with a small life." β
Yang Ling said: "Let me give Your Majesty a look first, how to prescribe it, and I have to see what kind of poison it is first." β
Rong Liang still wants to block it, but it has been blocked by Rong Liang, "It will take some time for the imperial doctor in the palace to come over, you might as well let him take a look first." He glanced at Yang Ling with very deep eyes, "He has cured the epidemic in the northern counties, and he thinks that he has some medical skills." β
Rong Wei was absolutely obedient to his eldest brother, and immediately hid to the side and stopped talking.
Yang Ling walked to the bed very calmly, took a look, the emperor on the couch was already purple, even his lips were purple and black, open his eyelids and look, the white eyeballs were purple and black bloodshots, Yang Ling gave the emperor a pulse, after taking the pulse, walked to Rong Liang, and said: "Lord Taifu, Guifei Niangniang, the emperor is not poisoned, but there is a lesion on the liver, which leads to qi stagnation and blood stasis. Without further ado, please make a decision as soon as possible. β
The second prince came up and grabbed Yang Ling's collar, his eyes were red, as if he was going to eat someone, "Yang Ling, you are a wild boy from the countryside, you know a fart!" The doctors all said that they were poisoned, how dare you say no! β
Yang Ling glanced at him indifferently, stretched out two fingers, clamped the second prince's hand by his collar, and seemed to pull away the second prince's hand without force, "Since I dare to say it, I dare to guarantee that it can cure the emperor's illness, or, the second prince said that the emperor was poisoned, then the second prince must know what kind of poison it is, and how to solve this poison?" β
Yang Ling's gentle pinching and flicking, it seemed that there was no force, but in fact, the second prince's fingers felt like they were pinched off, and the second prince grinned his teeth in pain, and was blocked by Yang Ling's words, and he couldn't speak, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed at the group of imperial doctors to get angry: "Didn't you just say that you were poisoned?" Then tell me what kind of poison my father is in the emperor, and how to solve it! β
There were four imperial doctors in the inner hall, all of whom were trembling at this time, and one of them said boldly: "Go back...... Back to the Second Highness, the ministers could only see that it seemed to be poisoned, and this poison was peculiar...... The micro-ministers are still not sure what kind of poison it is, but, but what Yang Senjun said is a disease or not a poison, and the micro-ministers dare not agree. β
Yang Ling threw a scornful glance at the imperial doctor, who only felt that his eyes were like knives, and his whole body was agitated, and he didn't dare to speak again.
Yang Ling looked at Rong Liang and said in a deep voice: "Lord Taifu has already made a decision, once the best time for treatment is missed, even if the imperial doctor in the palace comes, I am afraid that there will be no way to recover." β
The fourth prince squinted coldly and said fiercely, "Yang Ling, do you know what you are talking about?" This hall can cure you now, alarmist and defying the king's intentions......"
Before the word "rebellion" could be exported, he was blocked back by the prince, "Yang Ling said that he could cure his father's illness, I think he is sure, or you can guarantee to wake up your father now, Yang Ling's crime will naturally be confirmed." β
"Then who knows if he will fight to the death and ...... his father"
"Yang Ling is also a prince, he is the son of the late queen. What good did he do if he killed his father? β
The prince was stunned by the words of the whole hall.
Although this matter has long been rumored, Yang Ling did not admit it, and the emperor did not give him any reward, so everyone looked at this matter with a skeptical attitude, but there is no doubt that this is a hanging thunder, and now, it is equivalent to the prince igniting this explosive thunder.
Concubine Rong Guifei walked in front of Yang Ling, her face full of doubts: "Didn't you say that you are not the child of Queen Wang at all?" β
Yang Ling took out his emerald raindrop wrench from his sleeve pocket, put it on his thumb, and said lightly: "The concubine should know this wrench, right?" β
Concubine Rong was startled, and looked at the wrench in a daze, "This...... This is indeed a gift from the emperor to the queen and the king. Can...... But that doesn't mean you're ......"
Yang Ling interrupted her and said, "Guifei Niangniang, isn't my appearance enough to explain everything?" Although I denied it before, it was just because I just wanted to go back to Nanping and spend the rest of my life with my wife, Xiao Anping. Now that His Majesty is seriously ill, I have no choice but to reveal my identity. Concubine Niangniang, Master Taifu, let me treat Your Majesty first, and then talk about the rest when Your Majesty wakes up. β
The prince thought that if Yang Ling's identity was revealed, maybe no one would object to Yang Ling's treatment of the emperor, but who knows, most people were so stunned that they didn't object, but Rong Liang stood up and stopped Yang Ling: "If you are just an ordinary person, the old man can let you treat the emperor, but now that you have revealed your identity, then please forgive the old man for not letting you treat the emperor!" β
The prince blurted out: "Taifu, why? Yang Ling won't harm his father! β
Rong Liang had a cold face and said in a deep voice: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are too naΓ―ve!" If he is really the widow of the late queen, who has been exiled for so many years, and thinks that he has suffered a lot, can he have no resentment in his heart? β
The prince wanted to argue with Rong Liang, but saw that Yang Ling's people suddenly bypassed Rong Liang quickly, and shot like lightning, and in an instant, he saw dozens of silver needles flying out of his hands, and those silver needles were all the emperor, and the change came too quickly, shocking all the people, and no one even had time to intercept those silver needles, and the silver needles had already submerged into the acupuncture points around the emperor's body, leaving only a little needle tail exposed.
It was too late, but it was fast, and the fastest response was none other than the capacity of the leader of the Gyeonggi Guard.
Rong Wei slashed at Yang Ling with a palm, the palm momentum was as heavy as a thousand jun, and the sharp palm wind caused the people around him to be affected, and all the figures shook with it, and Rong Guifei fell to the ground all of a sudden, and her big palace maid Rong couldn't help her, so she was under her to avoid her injury. At the moment when Yang Ling made a move, one hand condensed his internal force to protect the emperor on the bed, and the other hand wrapped around Rong Value's wrist, trying his best to bring it out of the crowd.
Rong value attacked more than a dozen palms in a row, the tables, chairs, benches, curtains, screens, and even doors, windows, and walls in the hall were tragically beaten, and the hall was in a mess in an instant, but he practiced external kung fu, and his internal strength was mediocre, although the moves were swift and powerful, but they could not compare to Yang Ling's internal and external kung fu, Yang Ling's body deftly avoided his series of palm gestures, and suddenly made a move, buckled to his wrist vein, Rong Wei blindly took care of the attack, one move made the old, and there was no chance to prevent Yang Ling's move, the vein gate was firmly held by Yang Ling, Yang Ling took advantage of the situation to hook down a curtain and quickly wrapped him in the wind.
The value of the face was wrapped like a zongzi, only one face was exposed outside, that face was already angry, the nose, eyes and mouth were all out of position, Yang Ling looked at him coldly, and said: "Lord Rong, don't be impatient, when the emperor wakes up, everything will be decided." β
Rong Wei wanted to order the Gyeonggi Guard outside to come in, but he hesitated when he said a word, and in just a moment, the momentum was no longer there, and he couldn't say it again.
Yang Ling returned to the bed, Rong Liang and Rong Guifei were shocked, and their chests were still rising and falling. In the end, Rong Liang was an old fox, and he quickly calmed down, and shouted angrily: "Yang Ling! Are you trying to murder the emperor? β
Yang Lingwu walked to the front of the couch, at this time several princes also came back to their senses, two, three, four and three princes pointed at him angrily, and they were about to slap the back of his neck, he did not move, and said coldly: "If you move again, your father will die!" β
The prince also said quickly: "You stop first!" If you really fight, can you beat him? β
The prince's words hit the key point of the three princes, and the three princes looked back at the capacity of the rice dumplings that were bundled into zongzi, and their arrogance suddenly withered. The force value of the capacity is recognized as the forefront in the capital, and the three of them are not opponents when they twist together, Yang Ling can take down such a strong person in dozens of moves, which shows that he is strong.
Yang Ling leaned down in front of the bed, took out a very small scalpel from the medical bag he carried, shook the emperor's hand, and made a cut on his finger, purple and black blood flowed down the knife edge, Yang Ling took advantage of the situation to pick up a tea bowl on the bedside table, and caught the blood flowing down.
A series of actions were only completed in an instant, so fast that so many people in the hall didn't even have time to speak, when Rong Liang was about to speak, Yang Ling suddenly rushed in front of him, and said lightly: "Lord Taifu, the matter has come to this, it's too late for you to stop it, watch quietly, if the emperor is not good, it won't be too late for you to take me, isn't it?" β
Rong Liang squirmed his lips, and in the end, he didn't say anything, Rong Guifei had a calm face, and wanted to stop Yang Ling, but was pulled by Rong Liang, "Niangniang, don't be impatient, and believe him." β
Concubine Rong hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she still didn't stop it.
Yang Ling waited quietly for the purple-black blood to flow all over the tea bowl, and looked at the emperor's face, although it was not so terrifying, it was still a little purple, and then called Feng Bao: "Father-in-law Feng, please bring another tea bowl." β
Feng Bao from beginning to end, in front of the powerful ministers and heirs, there was no sense of existence at all, at this time was called by Yang Ling, suddenly came back to his senses, happened to see a tea bowl rolling on the ground, not broken, hurriedly picked it up and sent it to Yang Ling, turned his face to look at the emperor on the couch, saw that the emperor's face had changed greatly, and breathed a long sigh of relief.