Chapter 308: The hunchbacked old man

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Waiting for a car?

After Concubine Yang heard this, she immediately fell silent.

In Daqian, there are always some people whose names are taboo.

For example, King Zhenbei, Princess Anyang, and their brothers and sisters.

As the son of the legendary champion of Daqian, Fengchezihou, and because he was deeply favored by the emperor, he was naturally included in this list.

Even among all the nobles in Qiandu, this one is the only one.

It's not a good idea to ask for information about him.

Especially since Long Yuan was still the second prince and had a special status. If this matter reaches the ears of Emperor Renxuan, there will definitely be some troubles.

Therefore, after Fengchezihou pondered for a while, instead of giving an answer, he asked: "My son asked Fengchezihou why?"

Xiang Longyuan seemed to see the worry in her eyes and immediately said: "Mother, don't worry too much, my child has no other ideas."

"It's just that a month ago, the child said something wrong and made his father unhappy."

"Think of something to do to make up for it."

"I heard that Marquis Fengche's lung disease has become more and more serious in recent years, and my father is worried about it day and night. When I was in northern Xinjiang, I happened to meet a famous doctor in the army, so I wanted to ask him to take a look at Marquis Fengche to please him. My father’s pleasure.”

Hearing this, the worry in Yang Fei's eyes subsided and she nodded: "My son's idea is very safe."

"It's just that serving as a Marquis of Chezi has always been taboo in the court, and I don't know much about it."

When Xiang Longyuan heard this, he couldn't hide his disappointment and sighed: "Even the ministers in the court don't know about it. My mother is a member of the harem, so it's normal that she doesn't get the news."

After all, Emperor Renxuan has always been talented and strategic, so how could he tolerate the harem interfering in politics?

When Concubine Yang heard this, she was not disappointed. Instead, she raised her eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of pride.

"But, I do have some news."

Hearing this, the disappointment on Xiang Longyuan's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes dilated, his pupils shrank, and a look of surprise visible to the naked eye bloomed on his face.

"Does the Empress really mean what she said?"

"There is no reason for a mother to deceive her own children."

"A few days ago, His Majesty was really worried, so I asked a few questions. Maybe it was because the matter was not important and His Majesty was not prepared, but he revealed a few words to me."

"It's true that I'm worried about Marquis Fengche. If this famous doctor under your command can really cure Marquis Fengche, I'm afraid he can relieve your father's heartache."

"When the time comes, this prince's position..."

Concubine Yang did not continue, but the mother and son knew what it meant.

Xiang Longyuan was originally happy, but after hearing Concubine Yang's words, his face turned a little worried again.

"Mother, although the famous doctor under my command is said to have great medical skills, Feng Che Zihou's stubborn disease is an old problem after all."

"In two years, I have seen countless doctors, but they have not been cured."

"My subordinate, if you want to cure him, I'm afraid he's a little... helpless."

When Concubine Yang heard this, she immediately smiled and said, "I don't care what it is. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured."

"But we have already made the appearance, and your father sees it. At least it is much better than the prince not doing anything at all."

Hearing this, Xiang Longyuan nodded immediately: "That's what I mean too. It won't be too late. I'll go back and prepare now!"



Three days later, Gu Mansion.

Gu Beichuan packed his luggage and dressed up properly, then he and Li Dongbi went out under the guard of three hundred soldiers.

Although allicin has miraculous effects, Huo Qiji should not be completely healed at this time.

But Gu Beichuan really couldn't wait any longer. Anyone who has tried it knows the feeling of hanging your head under someone else's sharp knife.

It would be better to find a career as an official as early as possible.

However, when he arrived at the Huo Mansion, Gu Beichuan saw the old housekeeper smiling with him from a distance and talking to the two of them.

When he got closer, he realized that one of them was tall and muscular.

The other person was dressed as a doctor, but...a little nondescript.

In Daqian, normal doctors wear coarse cloth plain clothes, a white scarf on their head, and black cloth shoes on their feet.

If you are more sophisticated, you will also tie a black ribbon around your waist.

In Daqian, black is the color that symbolizes Hades, underworld and death.

Wearing this ribbon often means that the doctor is extremely confident in his own medical skills, which means that he can bow down to the ghosts and gods in the underworld and steal patients.

As for the man in front of me, why do you say he is dressed in a nondescript manner.

Because although he is wearing white clothes, it is not really plain.

It is embroidered with splendid cloud patterns and even embellished with strips of gold thread, making it look particularly luxurious.

What he wears on his head is not a white scarf, but a crown!

You know, in Daqian, only officials and nobles are eligible to wear the crown.

Although the court is not particular about this aspect, it will not arrest you for wearing your crown carelessly.

But as far as ordinary people are concerned, they will never wear a crown.

Furthermore, the black cloth shoes were replaced with boots of better quality.

The black silk belt around the waist is even edged with golden moiré patterns.

Judging from this outfit alone, he doesn't look like a poor doctor, but more like... a luxurious businessman or a distinguished person.

However, if you add that face of his, then this remaining trace of nobility will be gone.

This person's face is quite unique. Once you see it, it is difficult to forget it.

I saw that his forehead was high and the wrinkles on it were intertwined and layered.

The nose is long and pointed, the eyes are slender, and the lips are thin and tight. His cheekbones are high, his hair is sparse and white, hanging randomly on the back of his head. His body is slender but skinny, his shoulders are drooped, and his back is bulging, giving him a hunchback look.

How can I put it, this dignified appearance and this luxurious outfit are really completely different.

Just looking at the old housekeeper's expression, he seemed to be particularly respectful to these two people.

Gu Beichuan and Li Dongbi waited for a while. Seeing that this matter seemed to be unending, they simply stepped forward.

When the old butler saw them, he immediately put the strange-looking two people aside, bowed his hands and said, "I have met Mr. Gu."

When the two people saw this, they were suddenly shocked.

The sinister-faced warrior calmed down a bit of his anger, and the hunchbacked old man straightened up, trying to look more decent.

"I'm here to see Mr. Huo. Can I go in?" Gu Beichuan said to the old housekeeper.

"Whatever Mr. Gu said, as long as you want to come, the door of Huo Mansion will be open for you at any time."

With that said, the old housekeeper ordered his servant to open the door, hoping to lure Gu Beichuan in.

Gu Beichuan nodded slightly, feeling quite at home.

Who would have thought that the arrogant warrior was not happy anymore.

He said angrily: "Why can he go in but we can't?"

Before he could continue, the hunchbacked old man stopped him, turned to Gu Beichuan, and performed a nondescript medical ceremony.

He made a rather harsh voice: "May I ask, what is the identity of this gentleman?"

"Everything has a first-come, first-served basis. Even if you have a noble status, you should not use your power to bully others."

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he frowned and said, "I'm just a white man, how can I use my power to bully others?"

Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man was stunned for a moment, and then his face became visibly cold. His narrow eyes narrowed, like a dormant poisonous snake, and he slowly retreated, leaving the scene to the sinister warrior.

But those eyes were still fixed on Gu Beichuan.