Su Ziji had always been calm and calm, but this was the first time Cen Rubai saw his expression. He was slightly agitated. He had a look in his eyes and did not ask. He even glanced at Zeng Ninzhen, indicating that he should not speak either.
Obviously, if the young master wants to ask their opinions, he will definitely ask them proactively. If he doesn't say it now, he probably doesn't intend to get their opinions from them.
It's actually not easy to grasp this level of control, but Cen Rubai has this ability and can figure it out.
"Report!"
At this moment, someone suddenly ran over in a hurry. When he saw Su Ziji, he immediately knelt down and reported: "Your Excellency! Magistrate Qi is seriously ill. Please return home quickly!"
"What did you say? Qi Hong... Mr. Qi is seriously ill?" Su Ziji was shocked. Isn't this pretending to be ill?
"Yes, I heard that he suddenly fell into a coma and has not woken up even after the doctor's treatment. Therefore, officials in the government ask you to go back quickly to stabilize the overall situation."
After Su Ziji heard this, he no longer hesitated, stood up immediately, and ordered: "Come here, prepare your horse for me, and immediately call a group of soldiers to follow me back to the city!"
Several soldiers pulled the horse over. Su Ziji stopped talking, got on his horse, and galloped through the wind, straight into the city, and towards the Yamen.
When Su Ziji arrived at the backyard of the government office, he could already smell the strong bitter smell of medicine when he reached the door.
A gray-haired old doctor was cooking medicine with his apprentice outside the main door. Su Ziji first walked to the outer room of the main room and glanced inside through the gap in the hanging curtain.
On the bed with the bed curtains raised, Qi Hongxin looked haggard, lying on a raised pillow. He coughed from time to time. At first glance, he was already seriously ill.
"Although Qi Hongxin's face was not very good before and he had a sickly appearance, he was not so ugly. However, after not seeing him for a few days, he actually lost a lot of weight."
After taking a look and feeling confused, Su Ziji took a few steps back and returned to the door of the main room.
The old doctor who is instructing his young apprentice to fill the firewood is not a military doctor. This place is far away from the capital, so naturally there is no imperial doctor. However, he is the best doctor in Shun'an Prefecture and has some reputation. Because the prefect When he was sick, he was invited to see a doctor.
Su Ziji stared at the medicine stove for a while, then asked: "Why did Mr. Qi suddenly fall ill? Old sir, can you possibly see the reason? Could it be that he had some emergency?"
The old doctor came to his senses and found someone standing in front of him.
He raised his head and saw a young man in a sixth-grade official uniform asking a question. He stood up quickly and respectfully replied: "To tell you what to say, the prefect is not suffering from an emergency, but because he has worked hard and overworked for many years. The old problem of coughing up blood."
"It seemed like nothing happened before, but it was because of his energy and energy that he was holding on. It seemed that the locust plague was successfully controlled. He suddenly relaxed and the backlog was released."
So that's it, Su Ziji nodded.
When he was in contact with Qi Hongxin before, he did cough a few times occasionally, but because he was covered with a handkerchief, he didn't know if he coughed up blood those times.
"If you need any medicinal materials for treatment, but they are not available in the mansion, you can send someone to find me, and I will ask someone to buy them elsewhere. I am the Prime Minister of Shun'an Mansion, and everyone in this mansion knows where I work. "
The doctor was busy responding.
Su Ziji then turned around and took a look. He hesitated for a moment and then decided to go in. After all, he had already come, so it would not be good to leave without going in for a visit.
At this time, he saw Zeng Nianzhen coming in from outside and approached silently.
Because Zeng Ninzhen was like this in the past, following him almost every step of the way and acting very conscientiously, Su Ziji didn't think much about it and acquiesced.
It was deserted outside. There were supposed to be some servants in the backyard of the government office, but they didn't know where they had gone at this time. When Su Ziji came over, there was no one in the main room.
In the back bedroom, besides Qi Hongxin, there should be a wife and a maid. When he walked over, the maid was lifting the curtain and walking out with a spittoon. She saw two men coming one after the other. The person in front was a young official wearing a sixth-grade official uniform. He was stunned for a moment, and then he guessed who it was: "Are you Mr. Su, the Prime Minister of Fu?"
"My wife said that if you come, just go in."
Su Ziji nodded to express his understanding.
But when the maid went out, Su Ziji did not rush in. Although the prefect's wife said so, he always paid attention to details and tried not to leave any excuses to others when he could notice them.
Even if he doesn't care, the female relatives of other families still pay attention to their reputation.
"Su Ziji, the lower official, came to visit Mr. Qi." He said this at the door.
Lest those inside are unprepared.
After a moment, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded: "Master Su, there is no need to be polite, just come in."
Su Ziji said "Sorry to bother you" before opening the door curtain and walking in.
Before, he had seen Qi Hongxin looking sick through the gap in the door curtain outside, but when he came in now, he realized that the situation was a little more serious than he thought.
Apparently two days ago, he heard that Qi Hongxin was still at work and scolded a county magistrate. As a result, he was now unconscious and muttering something in a low voice. Su Ziji's sharp ears could vaguely hear it. Words like "Prince".
Zeng Nianzhen was standing at the door curtain, and Su Ziji did not look back. Even if they had never met before, the woman in her forties with a sad face who was guarding Qi Hongxin's bedside at this moment could not be anyone else. There is no doubt that she is Qi Hongxin's wife, Mrs. Zhou.
Although Su Ziji was hesitant about Qi Hongxin, he would never behave impolitely towards women and children, especially such seemingly harmless and innocent women.
He raised his hand to Qi Zhou and said, "Mrs. Zhou."
Mrs. Qi Zhou returned the gift and said at the same time: "If your husband knows that you can come to visit, you will definitely be happy."
Su Ziji laughed in his heart and thought to himself: "That's not necessarily the case."
Walking up to Qi Hongxin, he tentatively called out after two steps: "Master Qi?"
As a result, the man who was originally sleeping with a wet towel on his forehead actually moved his eyelids. He slowly opened his eyes, with a slightly confused gaze, when he landed on Su Ziji's face, His pupils shrank: "Prince?!"
In shock, Qi Hongxin struggled to get up and choked with sobs: "Prince, you are finally here, I finally see you again!"
"Hel me up, I want to pay tribute to the prince."
After saying that, he got out of bed and knelt down.
The surprise of the people around him was really extraordinary. Could it be that Qi Hongxin was suffering from hysteria? Su Ziji was startled. Although he had some guesses, he would never accept this gift and quickly turned aside.
Qi Hongxin's wife, Qi Zhou, had quick eyesight and quick hands. She firmly supported Qi Hongxin and scolded: "Old man, you are confused. Look who this is!"
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