"You go to Dali Temple, please come and have a look." Ding Yunliang stood at the door of the yamen and instructed the officials beside him.

Looking at the back of the servant, Ding Yunliang sighed softly: "It would be great if Miss Qiao and Lord Hao were here at this time...... It's just a few days since I left, and this kind of thing happened, and it seems that it's time for me to pack up and resign and apologize." With that, he shook his head and walked into the yamen.

About a stick of incense, the official hurried back to the yamen.

"Where's Mistress Joe?" Ding Yunliang looked at the official who came back alone, and sighed in his heart.

"The people from Dali Temple said that Lord Qiao went out to investigate the case......" The official peeked at Ding Yunliang's face, and he vomited.

"Go, go, go." Ding Yunliang was a little broken, he waved his hand and sent the official away, he just wanted to be alone and quiet now, he was looking forward to it, maybe if he calmed down, he could also solve this strange case like a divine help.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!" As soon as Ding Yunliang held a cup of tea in his hand, there was a shout in his ears from the officials, which shocked Ding Yunliang and almost threw the tea cup in his hand.

"What's the matter?" Ding Yunliang wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at the official in front of him.

"On the street, there's another miracle doctor on the street!" The officer's eyes were full of panic.

"Let's see." Ding Yun's conscience probably guessed who it was, but he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Ding Yunliang followed the official to the street, followed the crowd in line, and went all the way, Ding Yunliang vaguely saw the miracle doctor who was treating the disease, it was Peng Qi from the Tai Hospital.

Just as Ding Yunliang was about to step forward to ask, a little eunuch wearing palace clothes hurriedly ran past Ding Yunliang, and arrived at Peng Qi's side as soon as he slipped through the smoke, the little eunuch leaned over and whispered a few words in Peng Qi's ear, only to see Peng Qi's face change, and he was entangled for a long time, and arched his hand to the patients waiting to see a doctor in front of him and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, please wait a while, I'll go and go back." After that, Peng Qi ignored everyone's obstruction, followed the little eunuch, pushed aside the crowd, and ran towards the palace.

"Ah......" didn't want to run two steps, Peng Qi held his head, his face was hideous, he fell to the ground, rolling on the ground, and the screams of pain made the onlookers feel frightened.

Ding Yunliang grabbed the little eunuch who was wearing palace clothes and was trembling with fright: "You just said that Imperial Doctor Peng is sick and can't be on an errand."

The little eunuch glanced at Ding Yunliang, who was dressed in official clothes, and was so busy that he ran towards the palace.

Ding Yunliang stepped forward in two steps, helped Peng Qi up, and commanded the officials to evacuate the crowd.

"Ah......" Peng Qi's ten fingers clasped his scalp tightly, as if he wanted to *** his head with his fingers, "Heal...... I will cure ......".

In the spare time of breathing, Ding Yunliang seemed to hear Peng Qi's whispering, he frowned, lowered his head and asked, "What are you talking about......

"Bang!" Before Ding Yunliang's words landed, Peng Qi turned around, broke free from Ding Yunliang, stretched out his hand to push him away, and grabbed the nearest patient to him, reached out and touched the bamboo tube hanging on his waist in a panic, and kept muttering: "I will cure, I will cure ......"

Ding Yunliang staggered a few steps back, stabilized his figure, looked at the weird Peng Qi, and a trace of coolness climbed on his back.

Seeing that Peng Qi began to heal again, everyone formed a long line in front of Peng Qi again, regardless of the dispersal of the officials.

Ding Yunliang looked at Peng Qi and the orderly team in front of him, and the strange feeling spread throughout his body. If it weren't for the pain in his lower back, he would have felt that the chaos just now was an illusion.

"My lord, how is this good?" The officials gathered back to Ding Yunliang.

"Leave two brothers here to keep watch, changing shifts every four hours, keeping an eye on them all day, but if there is any change, report back in time." Ding Yunliang commanded in a deep voice.

He only hated himself for being incompetent, he couldn't see through the weirdness, all he could do was stare at Peng Qi, and then wait quietly for Qiao Qinglin to come back.

～～

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Peng of the Imperial Hospital asks to see you." Chang Shiliang said softly at the door of the Zichen Palace.

In the Zichen Hall, Mo Junchen was looking at the candle shadow and was stunned, and it was Chinese New Year's Eve in less than ten days, and he was now full of thoughts about the situation on the southwest border, so that he was always there

He didn't hear Shiliang's voice.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Peng of the Imperial Hospital asks to see you." Chang Shiliang had no choice but to raise his voice slightly, and spread it again.

"Oh......" Mo Junchen woke up like a dream, he raised his slightly cool hand and rubbed his cheeks, "Come here at night, what's the matter with him?"

"He said that he had soaked in medicinal wine to strengthen the body and ward off cold and dampness, and he wanted to present it to His Majesty."

"Let him in." Mo Junchen took a deep breath and hid the tiredness in the corners of his eyes.

"Weichen, Peng Qi, long live your majesty, long live, long live." Peng Qi put the wine jar aside, and knelt down with his robe.

"Get up." Mo Junchen nodded slightly, "I heard, you soaked in medicinal wine?"

"Yes." Peng Qi arched his hand, "Wechen got a good prescription by chance, and I wanted to face His Majesty's old illness, so Wechen brewed medicinal wine and dedicated it to Your Majesty."

"Doctor Peng has a heart." Mo Junchen waved his hand and asked Chang Shiliang to accept the wine jar, and then he stopped talking.

"Wechen also soaked in another jar, before I came, Wechen had opened it and tasted it, the wine was mellow, warm in the throat, non-toxic."

"Hmm." Mo Junchen responded.

"Your Majesty is busy with court affairs, and the ministers are retiring." A hint of disappointment flashed in Peng Qi's eyes.

"Chang Shiliang, send Imperial Doctor Peng for me." Mo Junchen opened a piece of music and instructed without raising his head.

"Yes." Chang Shiliang bowed, walked to Peng Qi's side, raised his hand and said, "Imperial Doctor Peng, please."

The two walked out of the Zichen Palace, Chang Shiliang bowed to Peng Qi and said, "It's hard work for Imperial Doctor Peng."

"Father-in-law Chang is hard." Peng Qi lazily bowed his hand and saluted, "Your Majesty should also rest and rest."

Chang Shiliang stepped aside, avoided Peng Qi's salute, and said with a smile: "It is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country, Your Majesty also wants to keep the foundation left by the ancestors, so that the people of Li can live and work in peace and contentment. Your Majesty, it's not easy for him."

"It's getting colder and colder, and Your Majesty's body can't bear the wind and cold anymore." Peng Qi looked worried.

"Thank you Imperial Doctor Peng for reminding me." Chang Shiliang bowed and thanked him.

Peng Qi hesitated slightly, arched his hand to Chang Shiliang, and turned to leave.

"How?" Seeing Chang Shiliang coming back, Mo Junchen lowered his head and asked.

"Imperial Physician Peng may really be worried about His Majesty's dragon body, and when he talked about His Majesty to the old slave, his face was full of worry." Chang Shiliang bowed and replied truthfully.

"Hmph," Mo Junchen snorted lightly, "Whether he is really worried about my body, only he knows." Mo Junchen paused, raised his head, and looked at Chang Shiliang, "You go to the Tai Hospital, invite Imperial Doctor Deng, and say that I have some headaches, please ask him to come and see."

"Yes." Chang Shiliang bowed and left.

About a cup of tea, Chang Shiliang led Deng Tao back to Zichen Palace.

"Weichen Deng Tao knocks to see Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live." Deng Tao walked into the Zichen Hall and bowed his head.

"Get up." Mo Junchen nodded, put the fold in his hand aside, and looked at Deng Tao, "Give me a seat, serve tea."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Deng Tao arched his hand and sat down, "Wei Chen saw that His Majesty's face was ruddy, and his speech was full of anger, not like a dragon's body...... If it is said that the dragon's body is not safe, Weichen thinks that it is nothing more than worrying too much and not sleeping well. Why don't your majesty rest early tonight?"

"It has to be the head of the Tai Hospital." Mo Junchen smiled, and then said to Chang Shiliang, "Look, just take a look, and tell me the root of my disease, unlike that Peng Qi, who doesn't really have much real talent and learning, and has a lot of flowers."

"Doctor Peng is here?" Deng Tao's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.