The door to the Prince of Harmony's mansion was closed, and Gu Yuanbai was helped out of the carriage and ordered to go up and knock on the door.
There are two stone lions in front of the Royal Mansion, when this mansion or Gu Yuanbai rewarded down, the size of the lot are one in a million. Surrounded by living is the clan power, Gu Yuanbai constraints clan constraints, because he did not want to appear what will be written into the words of the text by the "Bao Zheng" beheading of the royal relatives.
And in this quiet, neat and powerful street, the Prince of Peace was the most honored.
The guards knocked on the door, and after a while, the concierge's voice sounded inside the door, "The king is suffering from a physical ailment, and it has been inconvenient for him to meet guests recently. All of you, please return."
Gu Yuanbai slowly said, "Crash through."
The guards behind him rushed past, and Gu Yuanbai looked up at the plaque that read "Prince of Harmony's Mansion" on the top of the royal residence, which was written with a dragon and phoenix, and was about to rush out of the plaque. The concierge inside the gate let out a cry of alarm, Gu Yuanbai looked back, the gate had already been smashed open, the concierge rolled and crawled to run away.
Gu Yuanbai raised his hand, blocking the people from continuing inside. He reserved the last bit of face for the Prince of Harmony and led the people to stand in front of the royal residence and wait, while Tian Fusheng brought him chairs.
Soon, there is a group of people hurriedly came, at the head is a tired face of the Prince Consort of the Harmony, they see Gu Yuanbai will be full of shock, hurriedly rushed over to kneel and salute, the only still standing Prince Consort of the Harmony after salute constrained: "Your Holiness all hail, His Majesty has been very sick in recent days, the concubine privately made the decision to make the residence closed to the guests."
Prince He didn't let the imperial physician take his pulse, the imperial physician's guess was that Prince He had a heart disease, Gu Yuanbai believed half of it, and now that Prince He's Consort talked about it like this, he didn't show any emotion on his face, and sighed and said: ''I sent the imperial physician to come to treat Prince He, but Prince He was very secretive about his illness. Prince He has been sick for several days, and I am very worried in my heart. Where is he now? I will go and take a look at him."
The Prince Consort of Harmony wanted to say something, turned around and led His Holiness towards the Mansion Court, she fell behind, the butler guided by the side, and the Prince Consort of Harmony said, "Your Holiness, His Highness is suffering from wind-cold, you should not get too close, ten thousand can't be over the sick air."
Gu Yuanbai smiled, "I will."
Tian Fusheng invited the Prince Consort of Heping away politely, and after the only master here in the Prince Consort's residence left, the remaining slaves were obviously trembling with fear and trepidation, and Gu Yuanbai looked at the taut appearance of the steward on the side, and pressed his brows together, "Lead the way."
*
The last time the Prince of Harmony came home in a rainstorm, the entire Prince of Harmony's residence was taken aback.
That day's torrential rain hit in the face of people are raw pain, and the Prince of the woeful, hair buns were broken, more frightening is the Prince of the Prince of the hem of the garment is also stained with a little bit of blood.
The Prince Consort was so scared that she was dizzy before her eyes, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief after learning that the Prince of Peace was not injured, but in the end, the Prince Consort realized that she had breathed this sigh of relief too early.
The Prince of Harmony had become irritable and cloudy since his return, the slaves in the royal residence would always anger the king at inexplicable points, and the king was more elusive than ever when he launched his temper. His face was gloomy, as if he was the King of Hell, as if he was as horrible as the King of Hell.
The princess couldn't persuade the king and didn't dare to go up to him.
But except for those few days when he just returned to the residence, the days afterward the Prince of Harmony seemed to have returned to normal. But after that, when Prince He bumped into the two boys burying their heads in intimate conversation, he suddenly lost his temper again.
The Prince of Harmony's residence had been covered by a depressing atmosphere for more than ten days.
In front of the master bedroom door, the boy who ran ahead to inform him had a trembling voice and whispered into the doorway, "Your Highness, His Holiness is almost here."
A deep response came from inside the room, the door was abruptly opened, and a well-mannered reader walked out.
The reader was a doorkeeper in the king's house, surnamed Wang, and Mr. Wang said, "We must prepare to welcome the saint."
*
Skipping over the people kneeling on the ground, Tian Fusheng went up to open the door, and as soon as the door was opened, the strong smell of medicine wafted out. Gu Yuanbai was already very familiar with these medicines, and as soon as he smelled the odor, he knew that it was medicine to cure wind-cold.
Gu Yuanbai called out toward the door, "Prince He?"
There were no lights lit in the dark bedroom, and the dull, miserable white light only illuminated an unoccupied spot on the floor; Gu Yuanbai's cry went out, and only after a while did a hoarse voice ring out, "Your Holiness do not come near."
Just by listening to the voice, I felt that Prince Harmony was very sick.
Gu Yuanbai lectured, "You've been holding a disease for more than ten days, and you don't even go to the morning court. I sent the imperial physician to come and treat you, but you won't even let the imperial physician in the door."
The Prince of Harmony was silent for a moment, "Your Majesty is caring for me?"
But as soon as these words fell out of his mouth, the Prince of Harmony added, "Never mind, I don't want to know."
Gu Yuanbai: "......"
What's wrong with this Prince of Peace?
Gu Yuanbai wrinkled his long eyebrows and was about to raise his feet and walk towards the house. The Prince of Harmony in the house should have heard the footsteps and added: "I have wind chill, Your Majesty should take care of the dragon body, stay away from me and don't come in."
"That's right," Gu Yuanbai stopped his feet and went with the flow, "I have brought the imperial doctors, Prince He is a minister of Daheng, a wind chill has dragged on for more than a dozen days, which is not good for the body after all. Now let them come to give the Prince of peace diagnosis and treatment, I can also put down the heart."
As soon as his words fell, the imperial physician walked into the bedroom from behind him. Gu Yuanbai walked slowly at the end, and Tian Fusheng wanted to say something, wanting to advise His Majesty not to go in, but not daring to stop His Majesty's decision.
There really wasn't a single lighted lamp in the bedroom.
The Prince of Harmony was lying on the bed, covered from head to toe with a thick quilt, and he only stretched out a hand from amongst the quilt to allow the Imperial Doctor to take his pulse.
The three imperial physicians took their pulse one by one and came over to say to Gu Yuanbai, "Your Majesty, Prince He has the very same wind-cold condition."
Gu Yuanbai narrowed his eyes.
He felt wrong everywhere, inside and out.
The saint did not speak, the imperial physician did not dare to raise his head, and the Prince of Harmony in the quilt seemed to sense that something was wrong, the bedding undulated a little, and Gu Yuanbai suddenly took a big step forward, grabbed the bedding and violently raised it, completely revealing the person under the quilt.
The bottom of the Prince of Harmony's eyes were green and black, his lips were dry and cracked, vaguely flushed with the color of dried blood. He was suddenly lifted off the quilt at this moment, and his gaze was filled with surprise as he was looking at Gu Yuanbai in surprise.
Gu Yuanbai's hands loosened, and the heavy quilt fell back onto Prince He's body. His face didn't change, and he frowned when he saw Prince He's face, "Why does Prince He need to cover his mouth and nose? This is not beneficial to your condition."
"......" The Prince of Harmony averted his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I am afraid to over give the holy spirit of illness."
Gu Yuanbai was silent for a while and had Tian Fusheng move a chair to the side of the bed, he sat aside and sighed, "Prince He, you must take care of your health."
The Prince of Harmony's hand that had just had his pulse taken was placed on the edge, and Gu Yuanbai lightly patted the back of his hand twice, and the Prince of Harmony abruptly shuddered, his hand clenching into a fist.
Tian Fusheng boldly whispered, "Your Holiness, the Prince of Harmony should rest more, you quickly come out, beware of overdoing the sickness."
The head of the guards was also advising from the side, and Gu Yuanbai finally got up, and he took the quilt with his own hands and covered the Prince of Harmony tightly.
His body was slightly bent down, the green silk on his back followed and swayed in front of his eyes, the expensive palace smoky scent came from him, and the look in the Prince of Peace's eyes was deep.
Dirty, deep and dark.
Mud generally can't be shaken off.
He inclined his head depressingly and closed his eyes to rest.
His Holiness straightened up, and when he saw him in this state, he said nothing and quietly went out.
After an unknown amount of time, the voices outside the door finally quieted down. The door of the room was closed, and sins were scattered in the dimly lit bedroom, when suddenly the door of the room was pushed open a crack, and Mr. Wang walked in, arching his hand and saying, "Your Highness, His Holiness has already left the royal residence."
The Prince of Peace said, "It is good to leave."
"The saint cares for you," Mr. Wang said softly, "why should the king hurt himself by running off in the middle of the night to pour cold water on you?"
The Prince of Peace grunted softly, finding it amusing as he shook his head and sat up from the bed, "What do you know?"
Where was Gu Yuanbai's concern for him.
*
On the carriage back to the palace, Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes and rested his mind, the imperial physician took his pulse and looked at his face, and his expression was slightly relieved, "His Holiness is still unhindered."
"Well," Gu Yuanbai responded, seemingly casually asking, "Prince He's illness may be seen to be afflicted for a few days?"
The Imperial Doctor shook his head in embarrassment.
Gu Yuanbai no longer gave him a hard time, but supported his head and thought about things alone.
His Holiness once stipulated that no horse should be used to commit murder in the downtown area, and the carriage also had a speed limit, so the driver traveled very slowly, the horse's hooves kicked and clattered, and the bumps were sucked away by the layers of blankets, and the carriage was steady as flat ground.
After a few moments, Gu Yuanbai suddenly opened his eyes, and as he lifted the curtains to look out, he saw a group of people punching and kicking at a corner deep in an alley.
"...... Strange Techniques ......"
"Carpenter's Rags ......"
"...... being a reader in vain."
Broken words intermittently fell into the ears of Gu Yuanbai, Gu Yuanbai swept around, his eyes fixed on a side of the fragmented remains of the wood, look at that appearance, should be a homemade crossbow.
Gu Yuanbai made an immediate decision, "Stop the horse. Zhang Xu, bring that man to me."
*
Xu Ning felt like he was dying.
He shielded his head and hands tightly and curled up in a heap, humiliated and woefully beaten in a corner. The crossbow he had made earlier had been trampled to pieces by them, and he thought he could get them to admit they were wrong with this handful of carpentry, but he didn't realize that his favorite thing couldn't save him.
Scholars, farmers and businessmen.
Xu Ning already has a Xiu Cai merit, originally should not be so wretched.
But he favored those strange skills, favored the work of wood work, wooden things at home were dismantled by him to study, the more he studied, the more he loved.
But other people think that he, a Xiu Cai, likes this is a disgrace, it is a crooked way, those people look down on him, not only look down on him, but also jealous of him who got the Xiu Cai, so they want to ruin him.
The thing that he loved the most was biased by pressures that he couldn't bear, and he had become love-hate and even a little resentful of the craftsman's work.
But he couldn't afford to stop if he had to.
Xu Ning's face was filled with hot tears as he held his breath and was kicked hard again.
Just as he was filled with despair, a few screams suddenly came to mind behind him, and when Xu Ning raised his head, he saw a few tall-looking men walking over, saying in a deep voice, "Come here."
Xu Ning staggered to his feet, looking at the imposing carriage at the entrance of the alley with a terrified expression, "You, who are you!"
In his haste to return to His Holiness, the head of the guards said succinctly, "Your honored one."