This old man is Du Mingyuan, the palace doctor of King Zhao's mansion, after Yan Zhao returned to the capital, he disposed of Steward Chen and Mama Zhou, and replaced all the people in the mansion, even he, the palace doctor, was not exempt from suffering.

In this world, without the salary to support the family, the family suddenly fell into the dilemma of sitting on the mountain and eating nothing, but fortunately, when he left the Zhaowang Mansion, His Royal Highness was generous, and gave an extra two months of monthly money, and his family barely supported it for a while.

But this is not a way after all, in order to support the elderly, Du Mingyuan looked at the doorway of the fury house, which is full of people who have been infected with the epidemic, and there is no effective prevention and control method for this epidemic so far, so if it is not desperate, no doctor will come here.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave preferential treatment to these doctors, and the conditions given were very generous, and the rice and grain given were enough for the family to eat, and the doctors who came to the boil not only needed to consult the classics and find a good cure for the epidemic prevention, but also needed to take care of those who were infected with the epidemic.

Du Mingyuan was quite comfortable inside, he could have gone to the medical office of the palace to read the ancient and modern medical classics, but he lost the door to the Zhaowang Mansion and lost his qualifications.

A few days ago, he saw in an anonymous medical book a herb called black grass, which cleared away heat and dampness, detoxified and reduced swelling, and its sexual characteristics were somewhat consistent with the disease.

Others don't know what this black silk grass is, but Du Mingyuan knows that this black silk grass is "crossing the river dragon", and the names of the herbs are different in various places.

Du Mingyuan had an intuition that this herb might have some effect, even if it could not be cured, it could be prevented, so he discussed it with a few doctors who were also in the camp, and after thinking that it was feasible, he reported it to the general of the army, and then he reported it to His Royal Highness the Prince.

The number of this herb is not large, it can be called rare, and the effect can also be replaced by other herbs, so the major pharmacies in the capital do not have reserves, which requires people to pick them themselves.

Du Mingyuan, in the past few days, he has been rummaging over several mountains near the suburbs of Beijing, and he has found a few plants, and he wants to collect more for backup, but he never thought that he was caught here just after going out today.

The doctors in the boil were all wearing pale green robes and scarves wrapped around their heads, and their identity characteristics were very obvious, and they originally thought that the doctors who came out to collect medicine were accompanied by soldiers, and there should be no danger.

Who was taken away?

Cautious along the way, trembling and finally arrived at the place, but was sent by someone to treat the disease, and the person who saw it was still known by himself?

Isn't this the little princess of His Royal Highness King Zhao who has not passed through the door? How did you get to this situation?

These people are fierce and evil, and they don't look like good people!

Du Mingyuan is just a doctor in the palace of King Zhao, someone summons him to serve in the mansion, and when no one needs to see a doctor, he is in his own home, he is personally selected by Mama Zhou, Mama Zhou and Steward Chen colluded to force this little girl to die.

At that time, he felt that when His Highness came back, the two of them would definitely not end well, but he didn't expect that he would also be affected, and now he was a little embarrassed to see Jiang Xi.

However, he is just a small doctor, even if he pities Jiang Xi's situation, he can't help much, he just pretends not to know, and hints euphemistically in the conversation.

Since these people can work hard to arrest him for a consultation, the young lady should not have to worry about her life for a while, and she wrote a one-sided, simple, and a few instructions.

Du Mingyuan tentatively spoke: "Miss, there is no need to worry about your life, you have to be careful, can your Excellency let go of the contemptible?" "

Speak neither humbly nor arrogantly, bow down.

Shen Yufeng's eyes were uncertain, wondering if it was necessary to kill this doctor, but when he looked at the pale green robe of the doctor on his body, he was a little hesitant for a while, according to his subordinates, there were soldiers on the side of this doctor to take care of.

It was only an expedient measure for them to take people into captivity, and if they killed this person rashly and attracted the attention of the imperial court, it would really outweigh the losses.

Du Mingyuan was calm on his face, but he was flustered in his heart: "Your Excellency, rest assured, the contemptible people will never leak today's day." "

Shen Yufeng gestured to his subordinates, and two tall men stepped forward, one left and one right, and almost rudely blindfolded Du Mingyuan's eyes.

The only thing he trusts is the dead, so he doesn't plan to let go of this healer, but he just has to be clean when he does it, and he can't leave the slightest trace, and the eyes of the two subordinates crossed a dark light, escorting Du Mingyuan out of here.

It took about two quarters of an hour to see Jiang Xi, Yan Zhao hid in a bush of reeds on the edge of the water, and saw two men in black escorting an old man in a long bearded green robe out and following closely behind.

Yan Zhaoxian lived in the Zhaowang Mansion, so he had no impression of Du Mingyuan, the doctor of this palace, but only identified the identity of his doctor from his dress.

These people are trained killers, and there is no reason to look at injuries while on a mission, the only possibility is that their target has a life-threatening injury, forcing them to seek out a healer.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhao felt a pain in his heart, and he was very glad for a while, he didn't make a rash move, otherwise he would have rescued the person by himself, and wouldn't it be a delay in the injury if he couldn't find a doctor for a while.

He didn't think much of it, and sped up to catch up with the two of them.

After Du Mingyuan was sent away by these people, a tide of fear that would not stop his life generally flooded his heart, his palms were sweaty, he was a little trembling when he walked, his eyes couldn't see, and this fear was magnified several times, and his throat tightened for a while.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the sword piercing into the flesh, his heart almost rose to his throat, and his footsteps stopped, and his whole body stiffened, not daring to move.

Yan Zhao didn't take much effort to deal with the two black-clothed people, they barely made a sound, and they lost their breath, and it was the long sword in his hand that sealed their throats with a sword.

He lifted the black cloth covering Du Mingyuan's eyes, and said in a cold voice: "These two people have died, you are safe, I need you to stay here, can you do it?" "

Seeing the light of day again, Du Mingyuan let out a long breath, his heart palpitated, and when his mind was a little calmer, he went to see the person in front of him this time.

His Royal Highness King Zhao?

He didn't want to think about it, but the cold voice entered his ears, and Du Mingyuan nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, yes!" "

He also thought that he had fallen into someone's hands, if this person was His Royal Highness King Zhao, he was a little relieved, Yan Zhao had no impression of Du Mingyuan.

But Du Mingyuan has a deep memory of His Royal Highness King Zhao, who has never met a few times, so he should be happy.

Miss was taken away by those people, and His Royal Highness followed, it should be to save people, and he saved himself because Miss needed to be taken care of by a doctor.

Looking at His Royal Highness Gujing Wubo's eyes, Du Mingyuan knew that he had no impression of himself as a little person, and couldn't help but be a little lucky, fortunately, the young lady needed to be treated, otherwise he would die.

After Yan Zhao settled Du Mingyuan, he quickly returned to the edge of the water, this time he did not hesitate, but drew his sword and entered the battle.

The sudden change made Shen Yufeng's eyebrows jump, only to feel that the remuneration for this order was not so easy to earn, and it was even very likely that after losing manpower, he would have to pay the employer 30% of the remuneration.

Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and greeted him.

Shen Yufeng's long knife, broken like a rainbow, with serrated teeth on its back, cast by meteoric iron, completely black, only the edge of the knife glowed with silver cold light, and Yan Zhao's long sword has both beauty and sharpness, and it is particularly dazzling against the backdrop of his smooth and elegant style.

The two of you have made a few moves back and forth, and Shen Yufeng gradually restrained the contempt on his face.

The man's skills are exquisite, his moves are sharp, and his every move has the power to shake the heavens and the earth, as if he can cut the iron and stone with a slight wave, and he is fighting fiercely with himself on the one hand, and on the other hand, he can also divide his heart to deal with the combined attack of his subordinates, which is really not to be underestimated.

Shen Yufeng has learned, every move contains a killing intent like a substance, he is a real killer, and his shot is a direct hit to the famous family, but Yan Zhao's kendo is gorgeous and majestic, with a strong sense of oppression, and it is not for the purpose of taking life, but with demonstration and coercion, which makes people happy and convinced in the face of absolute strength.

Is this the so-called Sword of the Son of Heaven?

Shen Yufeng really comprehended the sword path of Guiyong Zhenren in Juyan Mountain, and he was a little frightened, Guiyong Zhenren was an existence comparable to a god-man in the hearts of these killers.

When he was young, a hand of swordsmanship is superb, no one can be out of the right, there was a high-ranking person who hired him to protect his own safety, but he disdained it, the world was free, and suddenly became very interested in Confucianism and Taoism in the middle of the year, and then did not ask about the way of the sword, devoted himself to the study of scriptures, and lived in Juyan Mountain for a long time with the name of returning to Yong Zhenren.

Some people once sneered at it, dropped out of the sword and followed Confucianism, afraid that they would encounter infatuation in the way of the sword, and abolished the cultivation, and they were not afraid of death to provoke the door, but they were subdued by the real person of Guiyong, and they were able to come out of Juyan Mountain alive, which surprised the people of the world.

Since then, there have been rumors that Guiyong Zhenren's sword nature has been greatly changed, and the sword intent is overwhelming, so that people can't help but surrender, and then there are rumors that he is a sword and a son of heaven.

Specifically, people do not know, and then this rumor gradually disappeared, until more than ten years ago, Emperor Yongzhao drove thousands of miles and personally took the Seven Highnesses to apprentice, and this rumor became more and more popular.

Seeing it today, Shen Yufeng only felt that he was suppressed by Shengsheng, and it was becoming more and more difficult to deal with it, and this suppression was more or more a kind of psychological fear but surrender.

It was like the hottest and brightest sun in the middle of the day shining into the deep dark pool, and he suddenly felt that there was nothing to hide, and unwarranted guilt, shame, remorse, and self-blame all kinds of emotions that he had never felt in his more than 30 years of killer career flooded into his heart.

Shen Yufeng could barely restrain his chaotic mood, and his moves became more and more undisciplined, full of loopholes, and he was almost forced to retreat.

This trend of decline reached its peak after the Qilin Shadow Guard led by Pei Rang joined the battle.

He and his subordinates were almost cornered, and Shen Yufeng gritted his teeth and used the most shameless trick he usually had.

He held Jiang Ji hostage.

As a top killer, he has his own pride, and the most disdainful thing is to use these threatening tricks, so when this little girl threatens himself with his life, Shen Yufeng almost wants to laugh, he will not threaten others, nor will he be threatened by others, so let her witness himself kill the horse she protected with her life.

Seeing that the little girl who fainted on the stone with her eyelashes closed was picked up by the man's rough waist, Yan Zhao's heart was filled with an unquenchable anger.

He held the blood-stained sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were grim: "Let her go." "

Shen Yufeng licked his teeth and laughed: "His Royal Highness King Zhao, I will release people, but you have to release me and my people first, otherwise it will ......"

Jiang Xi was gently lifted by his waist, like a lifeless rag doll.

"As long as you let her go, this king will release her!"

The corners of Shen Yufeng's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled lightly: "With the words of His Royal Highness King Zhao, I can rest assured, I let her go, you let me go, if I break the contract, I will definitely fight hard and marry her life." "

Yan Zhao's eyes were slightly dark, and his voice was cold: "Okay!" "

Then Shen Yufeng slowly put down Jiang Xi, his eyes were vigilant, and seeing that Yan Zhao and his shadow guard did not move, he motioned for his subordinates to leave.

Almost at the moment when Shen Yufeng left, Yan Zhao flew away, hugged the little girl who was lifeless and fainted on the ground, and then said coldly: "Go chase!" "

"Yes!"

Pei Rang responded softly, and then led the Qilin Shadow Guard to chase those men in black.

He let him go, but he didn't say let him go!

Yan Zhao was like a treasure lost and recovered, gently hugged Jiang Xi, his little girl's face was pale, her thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her back was moist, as if she was in a lot of cold sweat.

Without further delay, he brought the man to the place where the blue-robed healer had been before.

Yan Zhao left his life precisely to give him another consultation, but he never heard it with his own ears, and he was never at ease.

After Du Mingyuan was saved, he honestly stayed where he was, staying with the two dead corpses, he really responded in his heart, and he didn't know when His Highness would come back, so he was so bored that he came to the two physical stores.

Uncovered the black scarves that covered their faces, and looked carefully, these two people had ordinary faces, looking a little honest and down-to-earth, no one would have thought that such a kind face would be a ruthless killer.

He couldn't help but panic in his heart, only that among the people he contacted on weekdays, there might be such a killer hidden.

And there is a spiderweb-like tattoo on the back of these people's necks, like some kind of tissue, Du Mingyuan was amazed.

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness came back suddenly, still holding the young lady in his arms, Du Mingyuan immediately got up and stepped forward to greet him.

"I'm sorry for you to treat your insider." Yan Zhao carefully hugged Jiang Xi, as if she were holding a jade statue or fragile porcelain, she was too small, too light, and fragile.

Du Mingyuan listened to his salutation, and said to himself, isn't it that Mama Zhou and Steward Chen were fascinated by ghosts, how could His Royal Highness dare to slack off on Miss so much?

Although he was slandered in his heart, he didn't dare to speak out, and honestly stepped forward to probe the pulse to see a doctor: "Miss is fine, but she has injured her internal organs, and she needs to be carefully recuperated, and she will no longer be bumped." "

He had already seen it once, and His Highness's re-diagnosis was just to seek peace of mind.