The end is approaching

What can the doctor say?

He couldn't say anything, because the Qi family didn't invite an imperial doctor at all.

It's not that the Qi family doesn't want to invite, but that the Qi family can't invite them.Otherwise, Mr. Qi would not have found the master of Xiao Fangmai many years ago to make up the number.Doctor Fang fell into a vortex of doubts about his medical skills because he couldn't diagnose and treat Qi Yifei's strange disease.

It's quite miserable to say, the dignified head and assistant's family wanted to invite the imperial doctor to see a doctor for the county king, but they couldn't.

Today's imperial hospital envoy, surnamed Zhao, is tall and thin, with eight eyebrows, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks with snobbish eyes.His behavior style is also very worthy of his appearance, which is the standard way of watching people.Shaped like a mad dog, without medical ethics.He took office only after the seizure of the reserve subsided, but he had already ruined the atmosphere of the entire hospital in such a short period of time.

At the beginning, when the Qi family came to invite the imperial doctor, Zhao Yuan didn't refuse to send them, but said that the imperial doctor was not available, and there were only two choices, the imperial doctor and the good doctor of the royal family.

This can be said to be a kind of negligence, or it can be forcibly explained that there is no manpower.

The Tai Hospital had already lost a large number of people in the political struggle that Qi Yifei had no chance to see before, and it was the first place where people died.Looking back through the history books, in an internal reform of the palace, there is no doubt that the Imperial Hospital will always be the first to be cannon fodder.

In addition, Tianhedi, who was completely paralyzed after the stroke, also needed a lot of manpower, and he couldn't do without them easily.

Anyway, as long as the envoy Zhao wanted to, he would have a hundred reasons to evade and make the Qi family have nowhere to retaliate.

"I'm just doing things impartially." In front of people, Zhao Yuan made such righteous words.

"Tsk, if you want to blame it, blame the bad luck of Qi Xiaojun Prince. Who made him stand in the wrong team and follow the wrong master?"

Ever since Emperor Tianhe suffered a sudden stroke, which was so serious that only the prince could supervise the country, the whole Great Qi was in chaos.

As expected by everyone, the seven princes who had grown up ended up personally.But what was beyond reason was that no one could have expected that this supposedly protracted struggle would end so quickly. The movements were as swift and violent as wild beasts pouncing on their prey.

Even the last blood seems to be coated with a layer of elegance,

What is even more unbelievable and jaw-dropping is that the final winner is the Seventh Prince, whom no one favors and who has been despised by Tianhe Emperor since birth.

If the Seventh Prince wins, it means that most of the courtiers have lost. In this political investment, they lost all their money.

However, it is unrealistic to slaughter all these losers. The best solution is to set an example and kill chickens to scare monkeys.

Mr. Qi is likely to become the chicken that was killed.

He is the minister of the old emperor and the second prince's niece. He has not had a good reputation with the outside world these years. Is there anyone more suitable to be used as a sacrifice to heaven?

There are many people like Zhao Yuanshi who sees the wind and wants to get rid of the relationship with the Qi family immediately, or even make trouble.

Mr. Qi had no choice but to explain everything clearly to Qi Yifei.He will not give up struggling at this point, even if it is really a knife and I am a fish, he will be the most expensive ornamental fish!

However, Qi Yifei had already guessed almost the same.

The gloom over the eastern and western mansions, coupled with Mr. Qi's repeated orders to ask Qi Yifei to stay at home and not to go out, all of them support Qi Yifei's conjecture.

He just doesn't know...

"Which one is the regent? The great highness that the literati look to? The third highness who is prominent from the outside family? The fifth highness who has made great military achievements?"

Qi Yifei counted the princes one by one, but no one around him dared to return.Not only because Mr. Qi issued a gag order, but also because for the current regent, his name itself is a taboo, and no one dares to mention it.

"In short, the Second Highness has failed, right?" Qi Yifei changed the question in a tactful way.

This time, finally a maid was brave enough to give Qi Yifei a knowing look.

Qi Yifei was not surprised that the second prince was cold.

Since the death of Concubine Qi Gui, the second prince has lost his greatest competitiveness - being favored by his mother.Without Concubine Qi Gui, who is shrewd and ruthless, the problem facing the second prince is no longer whether he can be the emperor, but whether he can live a stable life.

As for the second prince's natal family, that is, the Qi family, as early as three years ago, when the second prince, who had a family and a family, suddenly went crazy and wanted to forcefully marry Qi Yifei's twin sister, he had no idea about the second prince .

There is no enmity, it's all because of Qi Guifei's face.

Mr. Qi and Concubine Qi have a secret relationship that ordinary people can't understand. It has nothing to do with love, but they must cooperate.

Concubine Qi is gone, and Mr. Qi is free.

This afternoon, the envoy Zhao, who couldn't help nagging, walked up to the gate of the county prince's mansion with a professional smile on his face, and came to make an apology in person.It can be said to be quite flexible.

Qi Yifei was lying on the bed at the time, secretly writing a self-help plan.Because I was too devoted, when I heard the pass, I only had time to stuff my pen and ink into the quilt.

When he sat on the head of the bed, he could clearly feel that his shirt was soaked through with ink.

Qi Yifei: "..."

The envoy Zhao Yuan, who had two legs like chopsticks, lifted the curtain and walked in, and he bowed when he took his head.

But Qi Yifei only wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, and send this useless villain away.I didn't intend to go into it at all, what made Zhao Yuan go crazy, why did he suddenly become enthusiastic, lively and flattering.

"Greetings to the county prince."

"Get up, I don't dare to trouble you, I'm afraid I'll lose my life." Qi Yifei put away all his good looks, and imitated the fox-eyed military adviser next to his brother-in-law, and brought out the vicious meanness to the extreme.

"How come, how come, you are destined to live a long life, Prince of the County." This envoy Zhao is also a wonderful person, and he is not moved by the cynicism at all.

"What are you doing here? See if I'm dead or not?" Qi Yifei continued to poke the lung tube hard.

"What you said is too misunderstood to be an official, and I have been wronged," the court envoy Zhao burst out crying immediately, tears streaming down his face, his knees lacked calcium, and he explained in a clattering manner, "Before, the imperial hospital was really staffed. Insufficient. But whoever is missing, you can’t be missing. I was thinking about where to move people for you, but the unlucky apprentice below has too short legs and too fast mouth, and miscommunicated. "

There are temporary workers in modern times, and there are apprentices in ancient times.

"As soon as I heard that there was a misunderstanding, it's okay? The next official came to blame Jing non-stop." Zhao Yuan really brought "Jing", but when he was in the front hall, he had already been unloaded by Mr. Qi. Go on, "If you have any anger, don't suppress it, don't be polite, all come to the lower officials, the lower officials can bear it!"

Qi Yifei had never seen such a shameless person.He could only change the strategy of forcing the opponent back.

He started to lose his temper quickly, and threw everything that could be thrown out on the bed, onto the ground, and said crisply and loudly: "Go away, I'm annoyed when I see you now!"

"Dead! It hurts so much that I'm knocked down!"

"Jing Ke, Ya Ke," Qi Yifei ordered the two maids on duty today, without giving Zhao Yuan any face, "seeing off!"

The envoy Zhao still wanted to see the tricks, but the guards of the county palace didn't give him this chance at all. In the face of absolute force value, all the rhetoric and tricks were nothing but clowns.

Zhao Yuan was kicked out of the county palace by Qi Yifei on the front foot, and was called to the Chonghua Palace for questioning on the back foot.

Wen Zui has been very busy since he became the Regent. Firstly, his own character makes it difficult for him to trust others; secondly, it is also because the cabinet that assists the king has basically stopped working and is useless.I can only do it myself after hearing the crime.

In his busy schedule, the regent did not forget to take time to care about the illness of King Zhengnan County... What kind of spirit is this?Very sick!

Court Envoy Zhao didn't do things beautifully, so he made a trip for nothing, and didn't know what kind of illness Qi Yifei had, but he didn't dare to tell the truth if he had ten guts.Thinking back to the cowardice he suffered in the county prince's mansion, he was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the gall, his eyes rolled slightly, and he made up a lie.High energy all the way, because the whole world knows what they don't want to hear the most.

"It's not that I won't go and treat the prince of the county, Your Highness, but the prince of the county just doesn't believe us, thinks we are going to harm him, and clamors for some old fairy..."

The imperial brush in Wen Zui's hand suddenly stopped.

All the court ladies and eunuchs who heard this wished they could cut off their ears immediately, knelt down and begged the regent to calm down.

If the old emperor is the pinnacle of superstition, then Wen Gui is undoubtedly the fighter against superstition.The father and son stood at the opposite extreme, denying each other desperately.

Emperor Tianhe could regard Qi Yifei as an auspicious star just because he was born on the day of great victory, wishing to raise him as his own son;

Naturally, because Wen Zui's birthday is the Ghost Festival (Ghost Festival), the Seventh Son can be avoided like an evil ghost, and he can use the name of 'sin' to suppress serious crimes.

Wen Zui was originally the eldest son of Zhonggong, but it was only because he was a control group of Qi's siblings that he became well-known and was deeply victimized by superstition.When he was young, he lived in the Queen's Old Palace, which was not a cold palace, but better than a cold palace. It was a period of time when people were not human, ghosts and ghosts. When everyone mentioned him, either he killed his mother, or he might restrain him. Father Huang.

After grasping the actual authority, Wen Zui's slightly unbearable past, everyone's expression changed, and no one had the courage to talk about numerology with Wen Zui.

And the old fairy that Zhao Yuan envoy said was the old man Fang Zhu who had criticized Wen Zuo that "a father and a son must be injured".

Of course, Qi Yifei and his elder sister are the founders of the auspicious pair, and they are also old Fang Zhu.

In the quiet palace like a cemetery, even breathing seems to be a sin.After an indeterminate amount of time, Wen Zui returned to his desk and began to review without asking Qi Yifei a single word.With every stroke, the strength penetrates the back of the paper, and it is difficult to hide the hostility.

By the time Wen Zui came back to his senses from the memorial, it was already the middle of the month, and the drum had been beaten twice.

Zhao Yuanshi was kneeling on the cold hard floor trembling, his clothes had been soaked with sweat repeatedly, but he didn't even dare to move.Because the regent never let him get up.

"Do you know it's wrong?" Wen Zui sat at the head, his eyes were cold, as if he finally remembered that there was such a person kneeling at his feet.

"I'm guilty." Zhao Yuan made his throat dry and his lips chapped and purple, but he still tried his best to speak in a mellow and full voice, so as not to bother the regent.

"What's wrong?"

"..." Zhao Yuan's mentality collapsed on the spot.

Wen Zui didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he led people out of the Chonghua Palace and left the imperial city.But even though Wen Zuo had already left, Court Envoy Zhao was still not called up, so he could only kneel down.

That night, the moon was thin and the stars were few, and the sky was bright and clear, the Prince Regent suddenly had the pleasure of going out for a walk in the palace.

This time, they scattered to the back door of the Prince's Mansion on the deserted street after the curfew.High-quality oak wood, hexagonal door hairpins, royal rings with animal faces, and golden lacquered doors.A wall separated him from his dreams.

Wen Zui finally decided to persuade Qi Yifei personally, not to be superstitious, to avoid diseases and avoid medical treatment!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Wen Gong: (broken heart) Feudal superstition kills people, my friend!

Qi Shou: ...Who are you?