After dressing as a sick and weak villain

Several people flooded into the room in an instant. Jiang Yanchi hid in the shadows and lowered his head slightly. All he could see was Chu Xie being supported to sit up. After taking off half of his clothes, his white and thin back was exposed. There was a graceful shadow, and the head drooped weakly in the crook of the handmaid's hand, as if she had no strength at all.

The maid didn't dare to delay after wiping off the thin sweat on his body, then changed him into clean clothes, and stuffed him into the thick bedding.

A few more bowls of soup and medicine came, pinching his nose and pouring it into the mouth.

The doctor came soon, only took one look at his face, and said in a low voice, "It's not very good."

After opening the needle bag, he took out the silver needle and pricked a few acupuncture points, and then he heard Chu Xie cough softly again, but this time it was okay, after coughing a few times, he let out his breath and took a deep breath.

"Master Chu? Can you hear the old man?" the doctor asked while administering the needle.

"Um……"

Jiang Yanchi heard a weak reply.

"Let's swallow this pill first." Dr. Zhu handed a jet-black pill to the maidservant, crushed it and put it in water for him to swallow.

After a while, the breathing gradually calmed down.

"Thank you." Chu Xie coughed a few more times after finishing speaking, "Now... much better..."

"The cold rain in the first month hurts the body the most. Your Excellency should not go out, let alone get in the rain." Doctor Zhu said with a bit of blame in his voice, "Now that the cold is entering the body, the spirit is not good... If Master Chu himself does not take care of his body , even if Hua Tuo is still alive, the old man will not be able to protect you forever!"

This is a strong statement.

But Chu Xie didn't look angry: "I know, I won't do it next time."

He actually had such a good time with each other.

"My lord, the Taifu's mansion delivered a message, and he will come to the mansion for a visit in half an hour..." The boy at the door said, "Do you want to refuse?"

"Go back." The doctor said.

Chu Xie stopped immediately: "No, don't refuse."

"Master Chu looks like this, how can he still see guests?" Dr. Zhu's voice became a little deeper, and he pointed out the window, "What's more, it's the third watch!"

"It is precisely because of the third watch that we cannot refuse."

With the help of the maidservant, Chu Xie leaned against the head of the bed and half sat up, and called for someone to bring the cloak.

There was a bit of hoarseness in the voice.

"Now is the critical time, and it is impossible to make a mistake in one step." He supported the quilt with his hands, but he couldn't lift his strength at all.

"But that old fox in Taifu's mansion..."

"Doctor Zhu, I am very tired, but there is a way to cure it."

Chu Xie interrupted him, his eyes swept over, and Zhu Qi knew that he must see this side.

"Come here, prepare a medicinal bath." Zhu Qi ordered, pulled up the quilt, covered Chu Xie's chin, and said, "Tomorrow morning, don't go again."

Chu Xie backed down and said, "Well, it's all up to you."

The crowded people in the room quickly dispersed again. The servants brought a wooden bathtub. Chu Xie was wearing a thin layer of gauze and soaked in the potion. Strands stick to the outline.

A drop of water fell into the water along the chin, and there was a tick-tock sound, which was very clear in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yan took half a step late, staring at Chu Xie's slender neck exposed outside the barrel.

The black hair was scattered in the water like ink, and Chu Xie, who looked like this, lacked the momentum and majesty of the high hair in the past.

He walked a little closer, just in time for the man to lightly lift a jade arm, and put it on the side of the bucket.A few strands of hair stick to the creamy skin, which is wet.

The mist covered his brows and eyes, and when he got closer, he could clearly hear the man's unsmooth breathing.

There are still crystal drops of water on the sharpened chin.

After a moment of daze, he heard footsteps coming from outside again.

This time, Jiang Yanchi knew that he had no chance, so he took a few steps back silently, turned over from the window of the side cabin and left.

***

"Have you heard that Chu's palm print may have met Sha, so he hid in the mansion for several days without going out."

"Hey, I'm afraid it's not due to retribution, he was killed by the ghost of the deposed prince..."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense... The problem is, now His Majesty is seriously ill, and Chu's palm seal is on leave again... Sigh, this..."

Boom, boom, boom.

Footsteps approached.

Chu Xie, who was dressed in black clothes, stepped into the palace at the end. He was wearing a three-clawed golden chi official uniform, which was extremely eye-catching-you know, this is a pattern that only feudal kings and princes can wear.

Everyone had heard that he was seriously ill, but seeing his face at this moment, there seemed to be nothing unusual except that it was a little paler than usual.

With a jade face and a high crown, graceful and graceful, her skin is whiter than winter snow, her eyes are cut into autumn pupils, her neck is slender like a crane, and her eyebrows are thin and distant.

If you put aside his unscrupulous methods and vicious heart during his seven years in the palace, and just look at this person's appearance and figure, then he is completely worthy of the four characters of peerless elegance.

It's a pity, she is a real femme fatale, the kind who can kill her with a sting.

It can only be seen from a distance, not played with.

Chu Xie sat on the bench on the right side of the emperor's throne. After everyone began to worship, they heard a faint sentence from above: "Which adult said just now that the four words "a ghost kills you?"

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and a needle could be heard.

"Who said that I will suffer retribution." Chu Xie leaned forward, with his elbows on his knees, and his eyes scanned the hall from left to right.

No one dared to answer.

Chu Xie smiled contemptuously.Waving to the outside of the hall: "Come on, come up."

Da da da.

Everyone looked sideways, avoiding to give way to a wide road in the middle.Then they formed a circle and carefully looked at the beautiful deer in the middle.

Chu Xie tugged on his two long sleeves, and meticulously smoothed out the last wrinkle on his body. Then he stood up and became the last onlooker.

"I took leave two days ago because I was very excited and went hunting outside the imperial capital. No, I hunted a good wild horse. I specially brought it up for the appreciation of all adults."

The people don't know, so it's clearly a deer.

Someone outright wanted to say "Isn't this a deer?" Before he finished speaking, he was dragged and silenced by the person next to him. When he turned his head and saw three or two people shaking their heads at him, he gradually came to his senses.

Chu Xie coughed lightly, and glanced at the crowd again, as if not letting go of every bit of expression: "My lords, do you think this is a good horse?"

"Okay!" Chang Xu, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, first touched the antlers, and praised repeatedly, "It is really a rare horse that is rare to see in a hundred years. Chu's palm print has hunted such a good thing, it is really an auspicious omen for the Great Wei!"

Chu Xie's eyes fell on the remaining ministers again.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, but there was no smile in his eyes.

It's just chilling to see.

"It's a horse. This, this horse is really beautiful!" The Minister of the Ministry of War stepped forward to pat the deer's buttocks, and praised in a hearty voice, "I have been fighting in the battlefield for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a good horse!"

Immediately afterwards, more people began to praise the horses for their beauty. Some suggested that painters should be ordered to paint for the horses in order to preserve their heroic appearance. Some people suggested that this horse could be classified as a war horse and bred and multiplied, which would surely make the Wei army more prosperous.

Xue Shi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, was exceptionally silent, his face turned pale.

The smog in the hall this morning quickly caught Jiang Yanchi's ears.

At that time, he was practicing riding and shooting on the training ground. After hearing the ridiculous incident of "pointing a deer into a horse", a stern light flashed in his eyes.

But soon hid again.Just stretch the bowstring to the full, and shoot through three trees with one arrow, startling a crowd of birds chirping.

After a while, he, who has never been cared about by anyone, returned to his dilapidated cold palace, only to see a large group of people kneeling inside, kowtowing to him in a polite manner.

The leader is holding a red lacquer wooden plate, on which is a dazzling golden crown of Dongzhu - the crown of the prince's hair.

But three days of effort.

Chu Xie really took down the crown prince's position and put it on his own head.

He didn't know how that person did it, but everything that happened in just a few days reminded himself——

Chu Xie is definitely not a good stubble.

It is clear that the day before yesterday he was sick as if he was about to die, and today he is domineering here again, sowing wild things in the court without arrogance.

"Congratulations, Second Highness, you are now the crown prince!"

The leading eunuch first expressed his congratulations, and then he picked up the imperial decree and read it in a proper manner, raised the mysterious golden decree over his head, and handed it to Jiang Yanchi's hand.

He overlooked the golden imperial decree.

He took out the empty red bottle with the crane top from his bosom, trembling and squeezed it tightly, the bottle was almost shattered in the palm of his hand.

Standing for a long time with a gloomy face, the eunuch thought he was overjoyed, and raised his head little by little to remind: "His Royal Highness?"

"Ah."

Take over the imperial decree in a low-key manner.

He even said a word of hard work to the eunuch timidly.

Chu Xie is a venomous snake, waiting around makes people unable to breathe for a moment.

But coincidentally, he Jiang Yanchi was born in Lenggong, and he has lived for 14 years. He has not learned anything else. The best thing is to suffer slowly under the pressure of power, and when he touches the seven-inch bone, he will fight back .

Just thinking this way, when I turned around, I saw a large group of soldiers crossing the cold palace and heading for the racecourse. They retreated to the left and right, covered their heads with the cloak, and hid themselves in the forest.

Looking at the stars and the moon, several ministers and servants rushed Chu Xie to the racecourse and picked out a top-quality hard-earned BMW for him.

Before anyone moved to step on the stool, Chu Xie stepped on the horse trainer's back and got on the horse, pulling the rein weakly, clearly showing that he was not good at riding.

Looking from a distance, he was dressed in black long fur with dark red fluff, and the color made his face look like a crown of jade, his skin was delicate and fair, and there was an annoying light smile on his light-colored lips.

People just want to draw the bow and draw the string from a distance, and shoot the evildoer in human skin to death with one arrow.

"I gave you this good horse." The corner of Chu Xie's mouth was curved like a crescent moon, and he taught someone to drive the deer over. His tone was light and playful like a boy, "If you still can't outrun me, Are you going to receive some punishment?"

He is speaking to the new No. [-] pick.

That Zhuangyuan Lang was only seventeen years old, and looked very immature.Just now in the court hall, he offended this palm print with a very soft sentence "Where does a horse have long horns".

Now being humiliated in public.

"That's what it should be. Zhuangyuanlang, hurry up and compare with the palm print..."

Several officials of the fifth and sixth ranks around made coaxing.

Zhuangyuan Lang's face was very pale.

He watched helplessly as the trainer put the reins on the deer in front of him, and was asked to get on the 'horse' immediately in a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Yanchi in the distance frowned tightly seeing this scene.

Zhuangyuan Lang finally had to ride the deer, but because of the deer's struggle, he fell off the deer and did not run ten steps.

The clean court clothes were covered with dust and mud.

There was a roar of laughter around.

He staggered to his feet, blushing as if he was about to bleed.

"Hey, the number one scholar is the one who holds the pen. It's really impossible to pull the rein. I give you such a good horse, but you can't beat me." Chu Xie didn't really plan to do anything to him. In this way, it is enough to humiliate and beat, "It doesn't matter if you can't ride a horse, but this pen, you'd better hold on tight. Don't even do your duty well, that's the real thing." It's ridiculous."

Zhuangyuan Lang only lowered his head and did not make a sound for a long time.

Simply deceiving.

"Dare to ask Chu's palm print, can you compete with the lower official for a horse?" Zhuangyuan Lang suddenly raised his head and counterattacked as if he had made up his mind.

The atmosphere of laughter dissipated immediately.

It turned into a somewhat heavy dead silence.

All the officials looked at each other in blank dismay, and one or two made faces to Zhuangyuan Lang, implying that he would endure this moment of anger for the time being.

Chu Xie suddenly froze when he saw everyone around him.He didn't care too much, and asked lazily, "Oh? You want to ride my horse?"

"Yes." Zhuangyuan Lang bit his lower lip, blushed, pointed at the deer behind him and said, "Would you like to trade horses with me?"

The new number one scholar will be a big shot in the court in the future.Introducing the old and bringing forth the new, very talented, he is Prime Minister Zuo 15 years after the Great Wei Dynasty, assisting the protagonist Jiang Yanchi to create a prosperous world.

Chu Xie offended him completely at the moment, but he was just playing the plot professionally.The more this number one scholar hates himself, the more he will be able to help the protagonist in the future.

It's all just a formality.Unexpectedly, this number one scholar is also somewhat arrogant.

From the bottom of my heart, I admire him a little bit.

This admiring look was confiscated at once, and the champion saw it clearly.The number one scholar was a little confused for a while, as if he suspected that he had misread it.