Jing Yuan got up and pushed open the window, the snow outside had not stopped, and the smell of fresh snow filled the house, which was refreshing.

Jing Yuan frowned slightly, "This snow has been falling all night, and it's still so big?" ”

Pei Jin said with a smile: "Ruixue Zhaofeng year, this year's wheat cover is three-layered, and I will sleep on a steamed bun next year." ”

Jing Yuan laughed out loud and tied up his black hair, where is there still a little decadence?

Looking out the window, he said, "It's almost moldy, I really want to go outside to ride a horse and enjoy the snow." ”

"Don't be in a hurry in these few days, bear with me. Duanwang has sent the beginning, so we don't have to pretend to be sick soon. ”

Jing Yuan nodded with a smile, his eyes stopped on the table, and suddenly said, "There is a problem with the bowl." ”

Pei Jin didn't react, "What bowl?" ”

"The bowl in which I drink medicine."

Jing Yuan picked up the porcelain bowl and said, "When they went into the inner room to bleed, you told Jing Cong to put the bowl in a conspicuous position. ”

"That's right, I thought King Duan would take this bowl away, but he didn't do what I thought, which shows that he is cautious enough." Pei Jin sighed, "It's a pity, I still set up a game." I thought that King Duan would be curious about the medicine you used, but it turned out that I thought too much. ”

Jing Yuan chuckled, "Do you know that I didn't finish drinking and deliberately left the bottom of the bowl?" ”

Pei Jin's eyes widened, "He didn't take the bowl, but he took the medicine at the bottom of the bowl!" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, Jing Yuan said: "Jing Chun specially came over to tuck the quilt for me when he left, and he must have taken it away at that time." ”

Pei Jin nodded like, "The hand is quite fast." ”

"The bottom of the bowl is so clean, it should be a handkerchief."

"The medicine has arrived, that adult must take a good look, this is such a big surprise!"

Jing Yuan said: "The snow is so big, do you still go to the Tai Hospital?" ”

"Well, the apprentices are still waiting for me."

"I wanted to eat the pot with you, but it looks like I'll have to change the day."

Pei Jin thought for a while, "You wait for me, I'll come over to make hot pot with you at night." ”

"Jing Chun took away my medicine, can't you celebrate?"

"It's going to have to be celebrated, we've got to have some wine."

The two agreed, and Pei Jin went to Tai Hospital. Her fame is gradually becoming famous, and the beauties of the harem, Mrs. Fate, and the princess all like to see her, and Qin Sang also brushed her face many times.

There are no nobles to make an appointment today, so she has to take her apprentices to continue sorting out the classics.

The heavy snow has no intention of stopping, and there is a thick layer of snow all over the capital, which creaks and creaks under your feet.

A child ran out to build a snowman, and not long after he finished building, the snowman put a thick white hat on his head.

At this time, the officials at the gate of King Rui's Mansion have dispersed, on such a snowy day, don't drink a little wine in a copper pot, is it worthy of yourself?

And there was a stack of manuscripts on Duanwang's carriage, all of which were hot poems just written by those people.

Jing Chun looked through it, but he was not complacent, but sneered: "It's all sloppy words, it's really not interesting." ”

Zhen Cheng said cautiously: "Lord Wang, they write poems to praise, presumably they really admire them. ”

It is said that Zhen Cheng should not be in the car, and of course, he cannot be under the car.

Zhen Cheng is dressed as a guard at this time, and it is very strange to ride in the same car with the prince. But Jing Chun is known as a virtuous person outside, and he has always shown that he is lenient with others, and he called Zhen Cheng to his carriage on the return trip.

In the eyes of others, it's another compliment!

King Duan is so good to his personal guards, let alone to the people, the four words of loving the people like a son are the most appropriate description.

The carriage walked slowly, Jing Chun glanced at Zhen Cheng, and asked gently, "How is the wound?" ”

Zhen Cheng had something painted on his face, he couldn't see his original face, his whole face was very stiff, and he didn't know what the expression was.

However, he had been poisoned, and he had vomited blood frequently, and his body was very weak. This time, he used his blood as a medicine guide, which made Zhen Cheng even more empty.

In fact, Zhen Shaodong's family couldn't bear it for a long time, and now they are insisting on not falling, he said weakly: "Go back to the prince, it's okay." ”

Jing Chun nodded, "That's good, Zhen Shaodong's family thinks, will Pei Jin use that bowl of blood?" ”

With Zhen Cheng's understanding of Pei Jin, he felt that he would not.

Look, the little people are so miserable, they endured the discomfort and released it hard, and it was a bowl of blood destined to be poured out.

He figured out what Jing Chun meant, and did not say what he really thought, but chose a response that could be advanced or retreated-"Wang Yexian is famous, if she doesn't use it, then she doesn't know how to lift." ”

Jing Chun smiled, "Pei Jin is very cunning, but her thoughts don't matter. If she uses your blood, the king will soon hear good news, and if not, we have nothing to lose. ”

Zhen Chengxin said: No! I lost a bowl of blood! I'm so weak and I need to lie down urgently!

Jing Chun didn't bleed, so he naturally couldn't understand Zhen Cheng's pain, and he was always thinking about the gains and losses of this matter in his mind.

Cure Jing Yuan? Inexistent.

If Pei Jin is a master of detoxification, her prescriptions and medicines are useful, Zhen Cheng is not Jing Yuan's close relative, and the urn is also the snow that was just swept this morning, can this thing be good?

If Pei Jin tries blindly, then she doesn't have to worry, I'm afraid that even she herself will be sick!

Jing Chun thought so, and a shallow smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

That's it, Jing Yuan continued to lie down, and it passed while lying down. This time he has gained a good reputation, and his reputation should be higher than before.

Sometimes, it's what matters most.

He thought about it, and felt that his analysis was very reasonable, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"You say, why didn't Pei Jin and Jing Cong break in?"

Zhen Cheng's brain is still very good, and he immediately grasped the key point of Jing Chun.

"You mean, no one barged in when the bloodletting was done? In fact, anyone will be like this, the prince is praised by everyone in the court, who doesn't admire it in his heart? No one will question the prince, whether it is a hard break or voyeurism, it is not appropriate, they will be drowned by spittle. ”

Jing Chun frowned, "Do you really think this king will win in the end?" ”

Zhen Cheng nodded, "It's true." ”

Jing Chun smiled indifferently and asked the coachman to go home directly.

In Duanwang's mansion, Du Jitang was waiting, and when he saw Jing Chun coming back, he hurriedly got up to salute.

Jing Chun said lightly, and took out the handkerchief hidden in his sleeve, "Ji Tang, take a look." ”

Du Jitang took it with both hands, first studied the silk, and then guessed where it should come from, Jing Chun coughed twice, and then he realized that he had gone astray.

He took the handkerchief and sniffed it carefully, his brow furrowed.

"Lord Wang, the medicine in this seems to be used for maintenance."

！！！

"Not detoxifying?"

"Absolutely not!"

Jing Chun couldn't help sneering, "I thought that Pei Jin had some skills, but it turned out to be a swagger." Jing Yuan didn't expect that his most trusted healer hadn't given him an antidote, right? ”

Du Jitang looked down on Pei Jin a little more, and said contemptuously: "Lord Wang, the poison is too difficult to solve, presumably she has given up." ”