Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 289|The upper ones are increasingly horizontal

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This team of cavalry didn't bring any sedan chairs. They pushed and pushed people on their horses forcibly.

Master Mingbian wanted to explain some things to the monks in the monastery, and wanted to bring his own medicine pouch, but he was ruthlessly rejected.

"There is everything in the palace, and the illness of the nobles cannot be delayed!"

The leader of the cavalry had a cold face, completely ignoring the temple gates he had smashed under his hands, and the objects that were stepped on and overturned.

Moli's eyes moved slightly.

——This is the royal city under the rule of King Ning who believes in Buddhism?

It's not like it at all. From these rude cavalry to the powerful and powerful, Ningtai City is different from what Moli thought.

The adviser, Mr. Qiu, is going to bring such a subordinate of King Ning into the army?

Or before this, he will "cleanse" Ningtai City? Get rid of the decay in the way, and leave the ones that can be used.

Mo Carp's heart jumped, and he subconsciously touched the gerbil in his arms.

He didn't drop the vine box, and the gerbil has been obediently nestled in his arms without moving.

This sudden change gave Moli an excellent opportunity to get into Ning's backyard.

The Aphrodite smuggled from Xiliang must be very secretive. If you don't sneak into the palace and investigate carefully, it will be difficult to find the trace.

It is reasonable to say that after entering the city, the first thing should be to find the "Qiu Mansion" to see what the counsellor wants to do, but this is also easy to expose yourself. Moli hadn't forgotten the existence of Fengxing Pavilion. If Mr. Qiu was a capable person, no abnormalities in Ningtai City would escape his eyes.

The origin of Mo Li is unknown, and his "identity" cannot withstand investigation.

Now, it depends on how many doctors Ning's guards have taken into the palace.

The ink carp lowered his head, pretending that he was weak and frightened.

The cavalry came out of the shop and rode horses on the avenue. Some of the powerful carriages who had just returned to the city were squeezed to the side. The children of the powerful and powerful woke up, and then whispered about what happened in the palace.

This road is the central axis of Ningtai City after reconstruction. It is very spacious and is exclusively for carriages and is not allowed to be used by ordinary people.

The city squares on both sides of the road are not allowed to open windows facing the street, and the end of the road is Prince Ning’s Mansion.

But now it’s not called the Palace, but Miyagi. Everything is modeled after the layout of the Imperial Palace in Beijing, but the scale is much smaller.

The people of Ningtai City and some of the Jiangnan family have never been to Taijing. In their eyes, King Ning’s palace is already very bold.

The neat and beautiful yellow glazed tiles, the ochre red palace wall, the jade belt and the golden water bridge, there are nine squatting beasts on the roof of the palace at the end of the white jade stone steps.

"..."

The gerbil makes a slight noise, as if laughing.

Don’t blame Meng Qi for mocking, it’s really like a clumsy imitation. The palaces of the Taijing Palace are endless. The gate of the palace alone has several weights. The tall palace walls block the line of sight, making it impossible to see the civil and military directly. The Wanhe Hall where Baiguan held the court meeting.

But here is King Ning, the palace gate is wide open, and directly behind is a building imitating the Wanhe Hall.

The dragon sculpture on Danchi looks decent, but the steps are too short, and the dragon seems to be missing a bit. It is a dragon of five short stature.

The wooden poles erected on the walls of the palace and the gates hung the flags of the Chu Dynasty and King Ning, which looked like a stage from a distance, and seemed to be afraid that others would not know where it was.

The cavalry galloped to the gate of the palace and dismounted together.

Moli was almost dragged off his horse by them. He staggered, only grasping the rattan box tightly.

The gerbil grinds its paws in the arms of the ink carp without annoyance.

I saw another group of cavalry in the distance. The doctor who was forcibly brought in was pale, and fell to the ground at the first step.

"Commander Ma, if you are looking for a doctor like this, you might have to ask the doctor to see them first." The cavalry commander on Moli's side sneered at his colleagues.

"Shut up!"

The people over there were very annoyed, and turned back and scolded their subordinates: "What's the matter? Help them up!"

Mo Li looked at the doctor.

It was about being thrown on horseback, the whole person swayed, and suddenly he bent over and threw up on the person next to him.

"Damn it!"

The Ma commander was furious, and pulled out the knife.

Seeing that the situation is not good, everyone immediately pushed the leader of the horse aside and tried to persuade him.

"Don't do it, the king is still waiting!"

"The sickness of the nobles in the palace must not be delayed!"

Lord Ma looked at the approaching cavalry of the third team, and took a bitterly: "There are so many doctors in Ningtai City, what can we do if there is one less?"

"...Commander, this is at the gate of the palace!"

"If you can't save life, King Ning will lead the anger...It's not worth it!"

"That is, let's go ahead and change clothes in the duty room. Besides, if they can enter this palace gate, they may not have their lives to go out!"

The crowd went to pull the horse to lead, and the latter glanced at this side like a dead person, and left angrily.

Moli quietly touched a handful of gerbils in his arms, so that Meng Qi stayed safe and could not suffer.

In the palace wall, a dozen or so servants slid into the palace, with palace lanterns in their hands, and the headed person was dressed in python clothes, dressed like Chu Chao and Chen Chao, looking at nondescript.

"What are you doing while standing?" the waiter shouted in a sharp voice.

"This...Isn't this all here yet? The team that went to Xiningfang hasn't come back yet!"

The waiter glared when he heard the words. With his short, fat figure and slightly distorted face, he looked like a toad.

Toad’s internal servant said angrily: “The first one is first. It’s important to save the nobles. Isn’t it possible to take a shower and change clothes and line up neatly in a row? Go fast, the time has been delayed, the king blames it, none of you can escape!" /

The cavalry commander who brought Moli couldn't understand the servant, and said without a smile: "Then leave it to Shao Jian Xu."

While speaking, he raised his whip, turned on his horse, and took the person away.

"You--"

Toad's waiter wanted to scold him, but he was concerned that there were too many people, and the palace was so anxious that he could only stop and send the anger to the doctors like Moli.

"Our family puts the ugly words on the front, and the palace is no better than the outside. If you look around, see things you shouldn’t see and step on the ground you shouldn’t step on, be careful of your heads!"

The doctor who came later was almost as a rice bag placed on a saddle and galloped to the gate of the palace. After vomiting, his face was slightly better. At this moment, he heard what Xu Shaojian who looks like a toad said, his face was It's white again.

"Quickly go! Don't be too slow!"

Xu Shaojin yelled impatiently.

Master Discrimination is old and weak, and he can't walk fast at all.

Although King Ning's palace is much smaller than that of Taijing, it is still terrible for an old monk to walk.

Moli looked down, and flicked his finger silently.

Xu Shaojin, who was walking in the front, softened his right foot, and then stumbled severely with the other foot he had stepped out, and fell a dog to eat shit.

"Young Supervisor!" The other servants were shocked and hurried to help.

Only then can Master Discrimination have a chance to take a breath.

Xu Shaojian fell hard and grinned with pain. He didn't dare to delay the time, so he could only limping and continue on his way.

"Hurry up and give us a hand."

Xu Shaojian lowered his head to find the thing he had tripped over, but the ground was clean and there was nothing. He suffocated for a while, but he couldn't have a seizure again.

Moli took the opportunity to sit on the ground, pretended to fall, and said weakly: "Huh... the old man is about to be seventy years old... I can't walk!"

"How can this be delayed?" Xu Shaojian was so anxious that he waved his hand and ordered the waiter next to him to help the three doctors.

It just so happens that I can also be supported, so as not to be said.

The group walked for a full two quarters of an hour, passing through the four palace gates and two palace walls, and then stopped in front of a brightly lit palace garden.

The palace garden is built like a Soviet-style garden, with corridors and rockeries and flowing water, and exquisite houses are scattered among them.

There was a maid waiting at the gate of the palace long ago. When he saw Xu Shaojian coming, he opened his mouth and complained: "How did you drag it to now?"

"It's not that the people outside didn't work hard and called to the best doctor in the city. They dragged on until now, oh my leg." Xu Shaojian grinned and touched the painful place. , "In order to be in a hurry, our family fell blindly in the dark."

"Okay!" The servant at the gate of the palace impatiently dismissed Xu Shaojian.

The latter murmured what he was about to say, and a little servant ran over and said that another doctor had been sent to the gate of the palace, waiting for Xu Shaojian to pick him up.

Xu Shaojian's face was dark, and the pain could only go away again.

Mo Li and the others were taken to a side hall resembling a pavilion before they had time to see the scenery on the palace garden.

There are windows on all sides of the side hall, and the breeze is breezy. Living here in summer is obviously very comfortable.

At this time, a group of white-bearded old men gathered in the side hall, everyone was frowning. They were dressed in official robes of the Imperial Medical Office and gathered together to discuss the pulse case in a low voice. After seeing Moli and others being brought in by the servant, The voice of speaking stopped abruptly.

Mo Lei put down the rattan box he had been holding against the doctors, who seemed to be relieved but with a somewhat unrestrained gaze.

Followed by a team of guards came to search the clothes of Moli and others and the things they brought into the palace. In summer, the clothes were very thin, and it was impractical to hide a knife under the clothes. The gerbils tried to keep themselves Flattened and pressed tightly against Moli's chest.

The guard wanted to search carefully, but there was nothing in the black carp vine box except for clothes, medicine, and silver needles.

It was the ugly face and the trembling doctor who looked much younger than Moli and Master Mingbian, so he was searched by the guard several times.

An imperial doctor was called over to check if there is any problem with the medicinal materials of the ink carp tape.

"The master is the Master of Discrimination of the Golden Drum Temple?"

The appearance of monks is the best to recognize. These imperial doctors have obviously heard the name of the master, and they are the first to greet the old monk.

Master Jingbian put his palms together and said the Buddha's name.

"That this--"

"I, I'm Doctor Hu from Mingshantang, Jixianfang."

The middle-aged doctor who was tossed as a rice bag bowed to everyone with a pale face.

Just when everyone looked at Mo Li, Mo Li was worried about what he should make up, an angry roar came from the main hall next door.

"...waste...quack... drag it down..."

The intermittent voice made the doctors instinctively curl their necks, their eyes horrified.

"Wait and come here."

One of the oldest doctors sighed and said to Mo Li and others.

When they stepped out of the hall, they happened to see an imperial doctor being dragged out by several tall, wolf-like servants.

"Spare, the king is spared--"

The emperor's doctor was gagged in the middle of shouting, and threw it into the side hall like a sack.

The imperial doctor cried out in pain, and fell to the ground for a long time without getting up.

The Doctor Hu of Ming Shan Tang next to Mo Li looked at him, shaking like a sifting chaff.

Master Discrimination is still calm, but the monk's robe is a little trembling.

Mo Lei didn’t know how to pretend to be scared at this time, to what extent it was appropriate to pretend, and simply stopped pretending, which made the elderly man who was suspected of being a doctor Ling looked back at him in surprise, perhaps pitying them. , Could not help but whispered: "The king's favorite concubine has repeated strange illnesses. This is already the fifth one. The king is furious, so be careful."

Mo Lei shuddered slightly, and immediately thought of Afurong.

But the initial episode of Aphrodite's addiction was not so exaggerated. At this moment, there are five people in a row. How much Aphron does it take?

Xiliang people don't have so many stocks.

Mo Li stepped into the palace gate full of doubts.

Going around the two large screens, Moli deliberately fell to the back. When everyone bowed their heads and bowed down, they pretended to be squatting and sitting on the ground. Anyway, there was a robe covered. As long as you lean forward, you are kneeling. I can't see clearly even after sitting far away.

King Ning is still far from here, and he didn’t even bother to look at this side carefully. He waved his arms and furiously: "Are the orphans all rubbish? Why did you want someone to brutally harm your concubines in this palace? You have a reason. Can’t find it?! The year before last...The year before, He Meiren died unclearly. Last month, who was the one who died?"

"It's Concubine Liu, and it was Du Meiren who died the year before. He Meiren died last year." The waiter next to King Ning reminded in a low voice.

He spoke very quietly, but Mo Li could hear him clearly.

Looking at King Ning, who can't even remember the name of his concubine, Mo Li was speechless.

Since it can be traced back to the previous year, it seems that it is not because of Aphrodite.

Mo Lei rubbed his forehead. He remembered that treasurer Bao had told Meng Qi that King Ning was lustful and incompetent, and he gave birth to many sons.

——Should we not involve any secret fights?

Don't say that King Ning's backyard can't fight, as long as it is a place with people, even a monastery full of monks may be able to fight for the chair.

It's just that the imperial doctor on King Ning's side doesn't eat dry food. How could it be impossible to find out the reason?

Is it a rare poison?

While Mo Li was pondering, King Ning had already strode over there.

Wang Ning is eight feet tall and has a black face and black beard. He looks like a fierce fighter on the battlefield. Going out can bluff people.

However, his eyes are dark, his eyes are muddy, his steps are vacant, and his face is completely addicted to wine.

Let Mo Li say, if King Ning continues to indulge in pleasure, he will collapse in less than three years, and he will not be sick.

Mo Li doesn't believe that these imperial doctors in the palace can't tell.

Don’t say it, or dare not to say it?

Mo Li pondered, only listening to King Ning's aggressively: "This is the doctor invited from outside?"

Wang Ning looked at the "old and feeble" Moli with disgust, shaking like Doctor Hu who had gone mad, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Looking at it is waste!"

The imperial physician Ling did not dare to lift his head, and said cautiously: "My lord Qi, these are all well-known doctors in the city...a doctor who is good at treating strokes."

Stroke?

Master Mingbian frowned at the same time as Moli.

"The lonely concubine is not having a stroke, but was killed by a gangster!" King Ning was furious and kicked over the case. "Otherwise, is there any reason for someone to be lonely and who would have a stroke? Is the key to the lonely head this time?"

The imperial physician Ling hurriedly bowed his head and said dryly: "...Several nobles suddenly fell down when they became ill, with splitting headaches, twitching limbs, and vomiting. Even if the treatment is timely, they will have a crooked nose and mouth and salivation. Water, qi and blood are in disorder, and offense is in the brain. Pulse conditions and symptoms are all aspects of stroke. The Imperial Medical Office has a mitigating effect in accordance with the treatment of stroke, indicating that no matter what the cause, the onset is still a stroke. It is not necessarily due to other external causes. Folk doctors have seen more strokes, and perhaps they know the cause."

When King Ning heard the words, he moved his eyes to re-examine the three Moli.

Master Mingbian is a monk, and he doesn't need to kneel. He calmly put his hands together and said: "Lao Na, who knows the name of the law, is willing to share the worries for the king."

If you don't want it, you can't do it, your life is in the hands of others.

The face of King Ning looked better, Mo Li didn't know whether he was a true believer in the Buddha or a false one, but he did speak a little better to the monks.

"Master Mingbian, please come in for diagnosis and treatment."

Mo Lei lowered his head and followed the old monk into it.

Doctor Hu wanted to go in, but was stopped by the waiter.

"Why did you call such a young doctor?" King Ning asked dissatisfiedly.

Doctor Hu is not confused about the new year, but Wang Ning himself is also this age. Doctor Hu's face is white, and he did not look ugly when he was young. This will make King Ning unhappy if he looks at him under the light.

"My lord, the nobleman is critically ill, and there are old officials and Mr. Wang by the side, please don't worry, my lord." The imperial physician Ling explained quickly.

King Ning frowned, and finally waved his hand to agree, but looked at the Moli three men murderously:

"If it is not cured, you will be buried with the lonely concubine!"