Pingjun Prince's Mansion, the main house of the inner courtyard.

The maids and the old men retreated, only Prince Ping and his wife were there. Cao Jia asked with a little concern in his eyes, "Ying'er is indeed not a big deal?"

"Of course, nothing happened. My good wife was discussed by me and my brother, just pretending to be for outsiders!" Prince Ping County Nersu said to his wife with a smile: "I was afraid that you would miss you, but I didn't want to tell you. I was afraid that you would hear the wind and think randomly."

After Cao Jia knew that Cao Yong was in good health, he was no longer worried, but he was very angry when he thought that he was beaten and bullied. Although the Cao family was not a big family, the younger brother was raised like a treasure in his family. How could he be willing to swallow this breath: "That Guishan is too much. Prince, we can't just let it go, we have to let go of this anger for Yong'er!"

Nersu stretched out his hand and pointed Cao Jia's nose: "You don't have to worry about your sister's anger. You really think that our younger brother is a vegetarian. Yonger was forced to be angry by several princes, and Guishan was considered unlucky to meet him. It was still light if his legs were broken, and he was afraid that there would be no good results in the future!"

Cao Jia glared at her husband: "Your brother-in-law is doing a good job and is making fun with him! No, I'm not at ease, I still have to go over and take a look to feel at ease." Although Cao Ying was unobstructed in Nersu's words, his eyes were red, and Cao Jia was a little worried.

"I knew you would do this!" Nersu was not surprised: "But don't forget this!" As he said that, he took out a piece of silk parfait and handed it to Cao Jia.

Cao Jia took it in his hand, a little curious: "What are you doing with it and wipe your tears in front of outsiders?"

Nersu nodded: "Brother, 'I don't know about life and death'. Our sisters and brother-in-law are naturally sad. With ginger juice on it, you rub your eyes and tears will come out!"

Only then did Cao Jia realize the reason why her husband was red-eyed and held a veil and couldn't laugh or cry.

Nersu gently held his wife's back: "Let's go to the guest room to guard me. Several imperial physicians ride in sedan chairs. Although they are not faster than me, they should arrive now!"

*

Qianqing Palace, Donghunting Pavilion.

Today, Fu Erdan, the Mongolian chief of the Zhengbai Banner, who was on duty in the palace, came to the court, waiting for Emperor Kangxi's advice.

"You go to Shuntian Mansion to pass on my oral order. The third-class guard Cao Yong was attacked and investigated. Every detail from the time he left the palace gate to fainting at the Prince's Mansion of Pingjun must be investigated in detail." Kangxi said.

Fu Erdan met Cao Yong in the guard office a few hours ago, but he didn't expect that such an accident happened now, saying "Slave obeys the order", but his face was already filled with resentment. The Mongolian man had no scheming, but he just thought that although Cao Yong was not under his name, he was also from the guard camp. Now that he was bullied like this, how could this be tolerated?

Kangxi stopped and said, "The Prince Ping has detained a group of murderers who beat Cao Yong, and brought it to Shuntian Mansion! Don't be publicly tried first, just interrogate it in private. Come and report it to me if there is any result!"

"Zhe!" Fu Erdan replied loudly and retreated.

Kangxi sighed: "I just hope those rebellious people know that they are good and don't get involved."

*

Pingjun Prince's Mansion, southwest room.

Cao Yong's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he lay on the bed, sweat beads as big as beans covered his forehead. His originally fair face was beaten red, swollen and blue, and there were faint blood stains on the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped clean.

When Cao Jia saw her brother like this, she didn't even think about the real and fake injuries. Her tears had already come out. She wiped her tears with a veil, but was stimulated by the ginger juice and she remembered what her husband said just now.

This was the scene that Wang Wenqi, the envoy of the Imperial Hospital, saw when he was welcomed in.

The old man was in his sixties and his hair and beard turned white, but there was a difference between superiors and inferiority, so he could not abandon his etiquette, so he still knelt down tremblingly: "I have seen the prince, concubine!"

Nersu stepped forward and helped Wang Wenqi up: "How can you care about these false gifts? Lord Wang should get up quickly and see the patient!"

Wang Wen raised up and said, "I obey the order!" As he said that, he stood up tremblingly, walked to the bed, and looked at Cao Yong carefully.

Nersu signaled the little maid to give Wang Wenqi a small stool. Wang Wenqi sat down and first looked at Cao Yong's arm on the inside of the bed, then placed his right hand on Cao Yong's wrist exposed outside the quilt, and began to take the pulse. The more he checked, his brows became tighter and tighter.

After a while, Wang Wenqi put down his hand, stood up, and said to the four imperial physicians who were walking with him: "You come and have a look!"

Four imperial physicians took turns to step forward, and after the diagnosis, their faces were very heavy.

Seeing this, Cao Jia knew that Cao Yong's illness was not bad, so he was still thinking about the true or false, so he couldn't help crying.

Nersu was full of grief and ordered the maid behind Cao Jia, saying, "The concubine still has her body, so it is not appropriate to be exhausted and hurt her body. Please help your master to rest in the backyard."

Cao Jia was not willing to leave. He persuaded him again and again before leaving with red eyes.

Nersu invited several imperial physicians to the outside room to serve tea. Because he was worried about Cao Yong's condition, he couldn't wait to ask: "My Lord Wang, how is my brother-in-law's condition? I want to tell him the truth!"

Wang Wenqi touched his beard: "Your Majesty, I just saw that the patient's left arm seemed to be inconvenient. Could it be that the bone was just broken?"

Nersu nodded: "Well, he was interrupted by someone. Fortunately, he was just dislocated. Several doctors from our house took it over and said that this place was not a big deal."

Wang Wenqi shook his head: "These colleagues in the prince's mansion must be masters who are proficient in internal diseases, but they are not good at external diseases."

Nersu was anxious: "What does Lord Wang mean?"

"If the prince's inner brother's left arm is probably ruined according to the current method of continuation!" The peers were jealous, and even the old Doctor Wang who had lived for most of his life was no exception. Think about it, since the emperor had personally asked the people from the Imperial Hospital to treat the patients, the people from your royal family should rest well and even insert a stick in. What is this? Therefore, after Wang Wenqi discovered the previous mistake, he pointed it out without hesitation.

"Ah!" Nersu asked, "What should I do? Which adult in the Imperial Hospital is proficient in external diseases? Please tell me quickly. I will send someone to invite you immediately."

Wang Wenqi pointed to a middle-aged imperial physician who was accompanying him. Nersu was overjoyed, and the two turned back to the inner room to connect Cao Yong.

*

Outside, several imperial physicians frowned.

"The complexion is not bright, mentally exhausted, spontaneous sweating and night sweats, weak and weak pulses. This is the manifestation of the fullness of evil qi and the weak yang qi." Wang Wenqi said with a heavy expression.

Several other imperial physicians responded, and everyone went up to check the pulse and concluded that the conclusion was almost the same. "Yang Qi is weak" and when it comes to "depletion", it is the life gate, so several imperial physicians find it difficult.

"I can't blame the doctor in the royal palace for saying that he is doing his best and leaving his will!" said an imperial physician.

Wang Wenqi glared at the imperial physician: "How can those quack doctors be compared with us? Not to mention that we are responsible for the emperor's destiny, even if we encounter it by chance, the doctor's heart should try our best to diagnose and treat it."

While speaking, Nersu had already come out with the imperial physician just now: "Several adults, have you got a good prescription?"

Wang Wenqi picked up the paper and pen on the table, opened a prescription for calming the spirit, handed it to Nersu, and at the same time ordered: "There is no obvious pain on the prince's inner brother. It is just that the 'yang energy is weak' due to the 'invasion of external evil'. It has been a difficult situation these days. Please order the prince to stop the sound within ten feet of the place, and do not disturb the outsiders here except for the people who are serving around and us. After three days, if the patient is safe, it will be fine!"

While nodding, Nersu asked someone to go out and send an order, asking the escort of the mansion to lead a team of guards to surround the living yard in the southwest of the palace. No one is allowed to enter and exit, and no one is allowed to speak out.

*

On March 26, 1948, Cao Yong was sick. Dethei and Nalanfusson were both surprised. They saw that they were fine yesterday, but why were they sick today? The two discussed whether to visit them as the timetable. Only Nalan Chengping was in his heart, and he could not hide his fear in his expression.

It was just a turn of Detehe, the group of Detehe, who was on duty, the young eunuch who came to summon Cao Yong yesterday came to Taihe Sect again, but his face was not as kind as yesterday. He said with a cold face: "Translator of the Lord of Long Live, summon the third-class guard Nalan Chengping to meet him!"

"Seeing the Lord" If it were put in the past, Nalan Chengping would probably jump up happily, but now he was nervous and followed Wei Zhu with a pale face. He trembled and took out half a tael of silver from his arms and stuffed it to Wei Zhu: "This is for the father-in-law to invite him to have tea, father-in-law, don't refuse!"

Wei Zhu weighed the light and half-two pieces of silver. Looking at Nalan Chengping's expression of reward, she felt that the guard Cao from yesterday was so kind and respectable. She had no intention of mentioning Nalan Chengping, and she thanked him insincerely.

*

Ganqing Palace, Donghunting Pavilion.

Kangxi sat behind the imperial case and heard Wang Wenqi report in detail about Cao Yong's condition. He led the Minister of Guard Fu Erdan to wait next to him. Although Cao Yong is still dangerous at the moment, his condition improved when he was inspected this morning.

Kangxi felt a little relieved after hearing this: "No matter what, Cao Yong's life must be saved. If all kinds of medicinal materials are not available in the royal palace, you can use the inner warehouse!"

Wang Wenqi responded to his order and went down to return to the Prince's Mansion of Pingjun.

"Report to Master Long Live, the third-class guard Nalan Chengping should be summoned to the emperor." Liang Jiugong came in and replied.

"Transfer!" Kangxi's voice was a bit majestic.

After a while, Nalan Chengping bowed and walked in, did not dare to look up, shook his sleeves, and knelt down: "Long live the master after seeing him, long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live

Kangxi did not speak, but nodded to Fu Erdan.

Fu Erdan stepped forward and said loudly: "Nalan Chengping, I am asking questions on behalf of Tian, ​​so you must not deceive me at all."

Nalan Chengping hurriedly kowtowed: "Slave obeys the order!"

"Long live to ask you, yesterday, I was waiting for Cao Yong outside the chariot and horse house of the Donghuamen guard camp. Is there anything wrong?" Fu Erdan asked.

Nalan Chengping bowed and replied, "If I say that I am going to go back to Master Long Live, this is indeed true!"

"Long lively asked you, after I arrived at Cao Yong yesterday, I was attacked by Guishan and others in Lumi Hutong. Is there anything wrong?" Fu Erdan continued to ask.

Nalan Chengping replied: "If I reply to Master Long Live, this is indeed true!"

Fu Erdan said: "Long live and ask you, since Guishan and others came for you, why did Cao Yong not know his life and death, but he was not hurt at all?"

Nalan Chengping was sweating profusely and said tremblingly: "I don't know what I said to Master Long Live! "
Chapter completed!