Fang Qianlong and Jiang were naturally taken to prison and placed under strict supervision. Fortunately for Fang Qianlong, Zhao Yizhi had promised to stay alive, but he did not receive any harsh treatment. Jiang Ziran did not have such good luck. He was tortured for a whole day, beaten to pieces, and finally carried into a cell. The guards all jokingly said that they were almost able to use what they had learned in their lives.
Fang Qianlong was sitting in prison, still thinking about what happened that day. When he saw Du Fangzong's body, he still couldn't believe that his master, who was usually excellent in martial arts, was beaten to death with a mace.
"Master has reached the realm of Heavenly Travel, and even after drinking Star Soul Wine, he couldn't withstand that man's attack... Is there really such a terrible person in the world?" Fang Qianlong was sitting in prison, recalling the time when Chu Li's Beggar Gang was ordered to assassinate the emperor. He was so proud that he thought he would accomplish extraordinary feats and make everyone in the Beggar Clan look up to him.
But who knew that when he arrived in the capital, he was first chased by Chen Congwei and then beaten to hiding by that rich handsome man... Comparing the two, Fang Qianlong only felt how conceited and ridiculous he had been.
In the palace, Zhao Yizhi was still unconscious. Wang Zhenliang, the chief eunuch, did not keep yelling as usual, but waited outside Qiyang Palace with a gloomy face, watching the people coming and going in front of him. Opposite him was Qian Ning, who was wearing iron armor and holding a copper mace.
Another imperial doctor shook his head and sighed from Qiyang Palace. He cupped his hands to Wang Zhenliang and Qian Ning respectively, bowed his head and stepped aside. The next imperial doctor walked in with a sad face, closed the door gently, and began to diagnose and treat Zhao Yizhi.
"Isn't Dr. Song here yet?" Qian Ning asked in a low voice.
"Some time ago, His Majesty ordered us to take a look at the body of a little girl. There was nothing else wrong with her. There was just something wrong with the girl's heart. Dr. Song brought her back to the house. Dr. Song stayed at home these days and kept looking after her. That girl has been sent to see a doctor. I'll come if you think you can." An imperial doctor replied.
Qian Ning's face was filled with anger: "What kind of girl? This is your Majesty! Qingtianjiahai, go and invite Imperial Physician Song to me!"
Qingtian Jiahai and the other two accepted the order, turned around and were about to leave, but they saw Imperial Physician Song hurried over with a girl in hand: "What's wrong, Your Majesty? What's wrong?"
"Mr. Song, your Majesty's life is at stake. Come in and take a look." Qian Ning's expression softened slightly when he saw Song Jing coming. Qian Ning still didn't dare to get angry in front of this master of the imperial hospital. After all, his father was diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor of Song Dynasty.
Song Jing nodded repeatedly. In late spring, he was sweating profusely after running. He entrusted Xian'er to an imperial doctor, then rolled up his robe sleeves and went to Zhao Yizhi's palace.
During the time that Xian'er was in the capital, although she could not speak, she knew very well in her heart that these people in the palace were not as insensitive and heinous as they appeared on the outside. The acne on his face had been cured long ago; the dirty smell on his body was gone, replaced by a faint medicinal fragrance; even the blind eyes were made of white silk by the doctor of the Song Dynasty. I put a simple blindfold on my eyes to avoid scaring others.
Xian'er grew up in the Beggar Clan and was very agile by nature. In addition, she was also familiar with the palace, so she couldn't sit idle at all. She broke free from the imperial doctor's big hand and started wandering around, and everyone followed her. Only Chen Congwei, who was in the dark, occasionally glanced at her, just in case something unexpected happened.
Xian'er saw everyone gathered in front of the palace and knew that the little emperor was lying inside. For the little emperor, Xian'er was still grateful that he ordered the imperial doctor to treat her. However, Fang Qianlong's mission was to kill the little emperor, and she didn't know if it was him who did it this time. So even though I was wandering around, I felt somewhat uneasy in my heart.
Suddenly, she smelled a faint medicinal fragrance. This medicinal fragrance was different from the medicinal fragrance that the imperial doctors in the palace gave off. It was a very familiar, light medicinal fragrance. If she didn't smell it carefully, she wouldn't be able to smell it at all. Can't smell it.
Xian'er walked and smelled the medicine, and as she walked, she bumped into someone. Xian'er looked up with her only remaining eye, and it was Qian Ning who met her eyes.
"Don't wander around in the palace." Qian Ning saw that she was a little girl and didn't care about her. She simply said and ignored her.
Xian'er's heart was shocked. She thought of the scent of this medicine. It was clearly Dragon Binding Pill! How could the Beggar Clan's Dragon-binding Pill be in the possession of this palace general? Xian'er didn't dare to say anything, and hid aside, waiting for Dr. Song to come out.
After a while, the door of Zhao Yizhi's bedroom was pushed open, and Song Jing walked out, shaking his head as he walked, with a frown on his face like other imperial doctors.
"Physician Song, how is your majesty's condition?" This time Wang Zhenliang couldn't hold it in any longer and stepped forward and asked in a slightly urgent tone.
"Your Majesty... I'm afraid you won't be able to save yourself this time. Your heart and meridians will be broken and your meridians won't work..." Song Jing couldn't feel Zhao Yizhi's pulse at first. If he hadn't been on good terms with Qian Ning, Wang Zhenliang and others, he would have I thought this was a big hole I had dug for myself, and that I was going to bear the blame for the ineffective treatment. Later, I took a closer look at my pulse and noticed the inaudible pulse.
Wang Zhenliang pinched his sleeves, took a few deep breaths, and said calmly: "I'd like to trouble Dr. Song to diagnose and treat him more carefully."
Just as Song Jing was about to speak, Xian'er suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes from the side and started gesturing at him.
"Xian'er, wait a minute, uncle has something to do." Song Jing comforted Xian'er and said.
But Xian'er refused to give up and insisted on dragging Song Jing away. Wang Zhenliang couldn't help it anymore and shouted angrily: "You girl, if you dare to do this again, I will beat you to death and drag you out to feed the dogs!"
There were tears in Xian'er's eyes. She dipped her hands in tears and wrote on the ground one stroke at a time.
"Bad guy↑"
Xian'er has learned a few more words these days, all of which are simple words. At this time, she crookedly wrote the word "bad guy" on the ground, and an arrow pointing directly at Qian Ning!
Song Jing knelt down and stroked Xian'er's head with a smile: "Xian'er, this uncle is not a bad person, he is just a little fierce, don't be afraid."
Xian'er opened Song Jing's medicine box, took out two bottles of medicine, and pointed it at Qian Ning.
"What does this girl mean?" Qian Ning was not angry. The commander-in-chief of the Twelve Heavenly Guards was not angry with a child, but the girl's behavior was too bizarre and puzzling.
Song Jing sniffed the tip of his nose and smelled the faint smell of medicine. He turned around and asked, "Qian Shuai, is there any medicine on you?"
When Song Jing asked Qian Ning, he suddenly understood and took out Du Ling'er's Dragon Pills from his arms: "This is the medicine I got by chance. Is this what Dr. Song said?"
Song Jing took the medicine and looked at it carefully: "What kind of medicine is this? Why didn't I know about it?"
"It is said that this is the Beggar Clan's Fulong Pill. I don't know if it is true or not. I was about to ask Imperial Physician Song, but I forgot in my hurry. Physician Song, is this medicine toxic? Is it a good medicine or poison?" Qian Ning asked. .
Song Jing sniffed it carefully, shook his head slightly and said, "It's hard to say, good patent medicines all have medicinal fragrance. It can't be added, but this color..." Song Jing lost his mind.
Xian'er touched the acne mark left after removing the acne rash on her face, and then glanced around at the imperial doctors, remembering the anger that Zhao Yizhi ordered the imperial doctors to treat herself that day... Looking back at Qi In Yang Palace, the door is closed, only two doors are visible.
Xian'er jumped up and grabbed the Dragon Binding Pill in Song Jing's hand. Before Song Jing could react, he turned around and ran towards Zhao Yizhi's bedroom.
Although Song Jing didn't react to this sudden action, Qian Ning and all the Chen Congwei Ke did. Not to mention Qian Ning who was the first to stop him, Chen Congwei, six or seven people came over, all targeting Xian'er.
"Go down!" Qian Ning shouted to Xian'er with a cold face.
Chen Congwei also swept down from the roof, weapons already in their hands. Whenever Xianer made any sudden move, he felt like he was being turned into a puddle of flesh.
Xian'er looked at Qian Ning who was blocking him, and timidly protected the Dragon Binding Pill in his hand. This Dragon-Fading Pill is the supreme secret medicine among the Beggar Clan, and is praised by some as "only the Dragon-Fading Pill can achieve immortality without Zen." If this big iron guy had this secret medicine and didn't give it to the emperor earlier, he would definitely not be a good person.
Xian'er's heart skipped a beat, she held the Fu Long Pill and closed her eyes to go around it. Qian Ning controlled herself not to use her mace and raised her foot to kick it. After thinking about it, she tripped under her feet. Xianer fell down but did not lose the medicine.
"Ah ah ah! Ah ah! Ah ah!" Xian'er squeezed her fists and shouted towards the palace gate.
Song Jing trotted up, pushed away the Chen guards one by one, and helped Xian'er up: "Qian Shuai, this medicine... this medicine can be used!"
Qian Ning looked at Song Jing, leaned over and whispered: "Physician Song, if your Majesty makes any mistakes, you can't afford it, so stop talking."
"Qian Shuai, Your Majesty's time is running out... If it is really poison, it was only a few hours ago... Song... I guarantee it with my head!" Song Jing was willing to risk it!
Qian Ning looked at the anxious Xian'er and the determined Song Jing, stretched out his hand to wave away the Chen guards, and then stepped down the steps and stood next to Wang Zhenliang.
Song Jing took the Dragon Binding Pill from Xian'er's hand, patted Xian'er's head, and said with a bitter smile: "I just saved your life, I hope you can save mine this time..." After that, he strode in. The palace gate.
"If something goes wrong, I'll ask you for it!" Wang Zhenliang said in a low voice.
"What if we rescue His Majesty?" Qian Ning replied expressionlessly: "Mr. Wang, are you willing to part with the fine wine in your house?"
Wang Zhenliang has no other hobbies but one: hiding wine. There are countless fine wines in the house, not to mention the ministers in the court, and even the palace cannot compare with them. It attracted all kinds of wine masters and wine sages to salivate over Wang Zhenliang's home wine.
Wang Zhenliang didn't reply. Only he knew whether he was willing to give up.
Xian'er hid aside. Although she fell down just now, it was nothing compared to her experience as a "Zheren". She only dusted off the new clothes and stood aside quietly without speaking. .
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has a pulse!" Song Jing rushed out of the palace and hurriedly knelt down in the direction of the Ancestral Temple: "My ancestors and ancestors bless you! My ancestors and ancestors bless you!!!"
Just as Wang Zhenliang breathed a sigh of relief, Qian Ning rushed up dozens of steps with just one step. Ignoring Song Jing who was kneeling in kowtow, he pushed the door open and was about to go in. Suddenly he turned around and came back, jumped down the steps, picked up Xian'er, and kissed her hard on the face full of acne marks.
Xian'er grinned because of the stubble on Qian Ning's face, but looking at the happy faces of the doctors, guards, maids and others around her, she smiled sweetly...
