Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 106 Baoyu was struck by a Gu, and suddenly heard the way of the monk.

Liu Ji is getting old, besides the issue of heirs, what the old man cares most about is the posthumous name?

Originally looking at the silly Jia Cong, he thought it was fun to get himself drunk, but after teasing him for a while, he was startled by the little fat man's sudden outburst.

Of course, he was not surprised that Jia Cong dared to scold his son in front of him, but was surprised by what Jia Cong scolded Liu Wei.

The prestige of the emperor through the ages is lacking, and there is a tendency to lose it at the end of the festival?

The problem is not with me, but with my youngest son who I have spoiled for 30 to [-] years. Of course, there are other children, grandchildren and courtiers.

Liu Ji would not doubt the drunken words of an eight-year-old child. People often say that children's words are unscrupulous and tell the truth after drinking.

Jia Cong, this little bastard, was already spoiled by himself for being so bold, not to mention that he begged for the oracle of exoneration from him before just to beat up the old fourteen...

So, what "tremendous" things did the old fourteen, the Zhen family, and Jiangnan people do to make the little fat man feel so sad and angry for me?
Okay, okay, it seems that there are some things that I haven't noticed!
Liu Wei is very experienced in observing words and expressions. Seeing that the old man's face became more and more unhappy, and he was faintly outburst, he immediately knelt and moved to the Supreme Emperor, hugged his thigh and shouted for injustice.

"Father, my son has been wronged..."

"Do you dare to be wronged? Li Xunlue bought and sold people, and the money he earned was sent to the Zhongxin Palace? Do you dare to accept the money? Don't tell me you don't know about it, Junfu Junfu, who is the sage? That is The father of hundreds of millions of people in Daxia, you treat the people of the sage as slaves and animals, this is slapping the sage in the face!"

Jia Cong was obviously drunk. In Liu Ji's eyes, Jia Cong had let go of all the scruples and restraints in his heart at this time. If Yubayashirou hadn't hugged him, the little fat man would have rushed up to ride on the back of the old fourteenth. Punch him on the body.

I saw Jia Cong being hugged by Habayashiro, beating the air with his hands and feet, and yelling angrily: "Every tael of those silvers is filled with blood and innocent souls, how can you sleep at night with these fucking silvers? How dare a person like you think about the throne? Let you ascend the throne, and all the people in the world will definitely rise up."

"The throne? Don't think about it for the rest of your life. Do you know what the young master did in Jiangnan in the end? That's right, young master, I will lead someone to cut off all the private soldiers you raised in Jiangnan! As long as the Rongguo mansion is in one day, your raised I’ll kill one private soldier, and you still want to be emperor, dreaming!”

"To shut up!"

"Father..."

The more Jia Cong said, the more he had no scruples. Although some words were a bit outrageous, they fell into Liu Ji's ears. This is the Rongguo Mansion that is loyal to Daxia.

It doesn't matter that Rongguo Mansion is not loyal to Old Fourteen.As long as the person on the dragon chair is his son, such as the fourth child.

Jia Cong had told him earlier that the fourth son was his chosen heir, and as long as the fourth son was not a fatuous person, the Rongguo Mansion would be loyal to the fourth son.

As for the old fourteenth... Well, forget it, other children have said it, and it doesn't look like a gentleman.How unpopular this is!

Liu Ji now has no hope for his youngest son, even private soldiers dare to raise him, maybe one day he will kill his brother and father.

At this time, the Supreme Emperor was no longer angry, but just gave Liu Wei a cold look, and said contemptuously: "There are even private soldiers, someday bring your people to compete with my Habayashiro, if you win, What's the matter with giving you the throne?"

Liu Wei would be sweating profusely, and when the cold wind blew, his whole body was bitingly chilled.

He shuddered, and immediately kowtowed on the ground: "I am wronged, I have never had a different heart, let alone raised any private soldiers. I don't know about these things!"

"is it?"

Liu Ji sneered: "If I don't say something, it doesn't mean I don't know! As my son, I'm very happy that you are ambitious, but I don't like your ridiculous behavior. Remember, this world belongs to me. You can't steal or grab what I haven't given you!"

The wind in Liang Yuan became colder and colder, Liu Wei lay on the ground and dared not even raise his head, the last words of the Supreme Emperor really scared him.

The old man's seemingly flat tone was actually murderous.

He didn't know when the Supreme Emperor left, even though the footsteps in his ears gradually faded away, he still didn't dare to look up and take a sneak peek.

Until his guard commander came over and helped him up: "My lord, are you alright?"

"gone?"

Liu Wei let out a long sigh of relief, and looked in the direction of Liang Yuan's exit, his eyes gradually turned cold.

He looked around and saw that the dead leaves were withered and everything was quiet.

Liu Wei was silent for a long time, and whispered to the commander of the guards: "Send letters to Jinling and Hexi, the wind is blowing!"

……

Jia Cong's wine was not bad, and the carriage strolled to the gate of Rongguo Mansion, and Habayashi was still sound asleep when he carried him out of the carriage.

When Habayashi gave the little fat man to Jia Amnesty, he whispered to him, "The sage said, General Jia has been studying at home recently, don't let him go out."

Jia Amnesty froze for a moment, then cupped his hands to the north: "I obey the order!"

After he settled Jia Cong, he called the soldiers of the Rongguo Mansion who were following his youngest son to ask about what happened today.

When he learned that Jia Cong beat Liu Bian violently in front of the Supreme Emperor today, he even wrote an ancient poem, taking advantage of his drunkenness, he gave Liu Bian eye drops...

"Is this my seed?"

"General, according to my subordinates, the young third master's drunken remarks this time have bought a chance for Mr. Lin."

Hearing what Jia Qi said, Jia Amnesty nodded.

"San'er even told about the private soldiers, how could the saint not act? As long as the saint moves his gaze to the south of the river, it will be much easier on the Ruhai side. Breaking the situation often only takes one chance!"

……

Jia pardoned the uncle, and the Rongguo Mansion sent posts to all the families.

Although the old lady was reluctant in her heart, she still personally asked about the preparation of the banquet in the mansion, for fear that something might go wrong and the Rongguo mansion would lose face.

"Old lady, the palace sent an imperial doctor to treat Second Master Bao."

After finally taking a rest, Jia Mu asked quickly after hearing Yuanyang's report: "Which imperial doctor is it?"

While helping the old lady to dress up, Yuanyang replied: "My lord went to the palace in the morning, and I begged His Majesty to invite half of the people from the imperial hospital..."

"what?"

The old lady's face was full of disbelief, why did the boss have such a big face?And the boss is so kind, does he really care about Baoyu so much?

Yuanyang nodded, hesitantly told all the information he had found out.

"There have been rumors in the capital that the Elder Master used half of the Shiyi and replaced half of the masters from the imperial hospital to treat the Second Lord Bao. His Majesty even praised the Elder Master at the court meeting, saying that the Elder Master is loyal, filial, benevolent, and worthy of it." Rongguo blood."

This time, even the old lady was shocked.

The boss actually exchanged half of the Shiyi he had just acquired, and begged half of the masters from the Imperial Hospital to see Baoyu.

This is not a price that can be compared with gold and silver, it is a symbol of glory of martial arts, no wonder the emperor would praise it in front of all his ministers.

There was a faint noise outside Rongxi Hall, when the old lady packed up to welcome her out, she saw Jia She and his son leading a large group of imperial doctors in green robes to the front of Rongxi Hall.

Although these imperial physicians and imperial physicians are not of high rank, no one dares to underestimate and offend them.The leading imperial physician, the old lady, also knew that it was Mr. Li Shiqian who had given her and Daiyu a pulse check before.

"I'm waiting to meet Mrs. Rong Guo!"

The imperial physicians paid homage first, and the old lady did not dare to be arrogant, and bowed back: "Thank you all for coming here to treat my poor grandson, the old lady thanked you in advance."

Li Shiqian, the leader, nodded and said: "Madam Tai, you are too polite. Uncle Rong En gave up half of the food to ask His Majesty's decree. That's why I waited to go out of the palace."

Li Shiqian's words confirmed what Yuanyang said, and Jia's mother felt that her mood was extremely complicated, and she didn't respond for a while.

It was Jia Sheyan who invited all the imperial doctors to enter the Rongxi Hall and went straight to the Nuan Pavilion to diagnose and treat Jia Baoyu's pulse.

"Boss..."

Mother Jia who came back to her senses seemed to want to say something to her eldest son, but she saw that Jia Amnesty was staring worriedly at the imperial physicians who were taking the pulse.

Jia She, who turned around after hearing the sound, looked suspiciously at the old lady with a complicated expression, and seeing that she hadn't said anything for a long time, she shook her head and said in a low voice: "Old lady, what's the matter, wait until Baoyu sees her sick, and if you still No, my son will think of a way. You also said that Baoyu is born with jade, and there will be great blessings in the future, and there will always be a chance."

Huh?
The imperial doctors examined Jia Baoyu's pulse one by one. Most of them checked the pulse, shook their heads, pondered, and finally discussed in a low voice with their colleagues.

Even Li Shiqian couldn't make an accurate judgment, and even the one who wrote the prescription didn't dare to draw conclusions easily.

On the contrary, one of the old imperial doctors with dark skin and white beard and hair exclaimed, frowning, and switched hands to feel the pulse again.

"The old man seems to have seen similar symptoms somewhere!"

"This is Mr. Yu Chenglang Yu, from the Thirteen Divisions, born in Miaojiang!"

Once Mr. Li explained this to Jia She, Jia She knew who this was.

During the reign of Zhaowu, there was a case in the palace, which involved the palace. It was rumored that someone cursed the holy bow, and it was an imperial doctor from Miaojiang who broke the curse.When this incident happened, Jia She was only six or seven years old, and he was involved in the palace. There was hardly any useful news from the outer dynasty, and this incident gradually passed away with the wind.

Yu Chenglang took out a golden needle, burned it on the candle, and stabbed Baoyu's middle finger.

"what!"

The shrill exclamation startled everyone in the room. When Jia Mu heard the sound, she glared at the screaming servant girl, and Yuanyang took her out knowingly.

"Father, the blood is black!"

Jia Amnesty put his big hand on Jia Cong's head, and nodded solemnly.

He asked in a deep voice: "Old Yu, is my nephew poisoned?"

Hearing the word poisoning, the old lady felt her heart beating extremely fast, and her face was frighteningly pale.Mrs. Xing quickly supported him and made him sit on a chair beside her.

Yu Chenglang shook his head, then nodded after a while.

"It's not poisoning, but it can also be called poisoning!"

As soon as this sentence came out, except for a few old imperial doctors, the rest were at a loss.

Yu Chenglang opened the medical box he carried with him, took out several different porcelain bottles from it, opened them one by one, and poured out various shriveled bugs of different sizes and colors from them.

"Crack it!"

ding ding ding...

After a few crisp sounds, Yu Chenglang smashed the small pile of shriveled insects into powder, and after a while of tinkling with the small medicine pestle, the flamboyantly colored insect medicine powder was mixed with water to form a paste.

The knife cut a wound on Baoyu's wrist and ankle, and before the old lady could react, the paste insect medicine was applied on it.

Then I rummaged through the medicine box again, and even took out a bamboo cage for raising grasshoppers, but it was not a grasshopper inside, but a colorful bug.

Yu Chenglang untied Jia Baoyu's skirt, and put the multicolored worm that Jia Cong had never seen before on Jia Baoyu's chest.

hiss!
The worm became bigger visible to the naked eye, and Jia Cong couldn't help but shuddered.

"Bo Rong Enbo, your nephew was poisoned by someone. Of course, there is nothing wrong with saying that he was poisoned. The Gu insect was poisoned by him."

Jia Congnahan made a sound, and asked in surprise: "Is there really a rumor?"

"The art of raising Gu has a long history, the earliest time we can trace Chi You..."

Yu Chenglang originally wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Jia Baoyu's sudden scream.

With a slap, the big worm that was lying on Baoyu's chest turned into a super-sized worm. When Baoyu sat up suddenly, it flew up, and was just in front of Jia Cong.

"It seems that most of the poison has been cured, and the patient already feels pain!"

Yu Chenglang quickly rummaged through the medicine box, and while feeding Baoyu with various pills, he said to Jia Cong: "Little Jia Qianhu, please put the colorful treasure into the bamboo cage, it has sucked a lot of Gu insects." , it will take a long time to digest it.”

This bug even has a name!
jackpot?It is indeed very appropriate!

Enduring the nausea, Jia Cong pinched the big bug and put it in the bamboo cage.At this time, Yu Chenglang had finished his treatment, and Baoyu fell into a deep sleep again.

Jia Amnesty hurried forward and asked Yu Chenglang who had started packing the medical box: "Old Yu, how is my nephew?"

Yu Chenglang smiled slightly and said, "If it's anything else, I really can't do anything about it. But I'm very familiar with the art of witchcraft. Don't worry, Rong Enbo, most of the Gu worms are sucked by colorful treasures, and the rest are left by the old man." The medicinal powder, after three days of brewing, should be able to drive away all of them. But..."

He glanced around the Nuan Pavilion and asked suspiciously: "But the old man is very curious. There are not many people who know the art of witchcraft, and there are even fewer people who are so proficient in the way of controlling Gu. Who is the uncle's nephew?" How did you get tricked?"

Jia Amnesty was also very puzzled, as his nephew spent most of his time in the Rongguo Mansion, even when he went out, he was accompanied by guards, and he went in and out of rich and noble places, so how could he come into contact with witchcraft?
"Old lady, did Baoyu go out before she fell into a coma?"

Hearing Jia Amnesty's question, Mother Jia turned her attention to the maidservants who had been following Baoyu.

"You guys recall carefully, did Baoyu ever go out before she fainted, did she meet any suspicious people?"

"Ah! This servant remembered..."

As soon as Jia's mother finished speaking, the attacker exclaimed, "Old Ancestor, I think of something that may have something to do with the poisoning of the second master!"

Xiren rushed to Baoyu's sick bed, rummaging under Baoyu's pillow in spite of everyone's surprise.

After a while, he found a sachet embroidered with five poisonous insects, held it up respectfully and explained to the old lady: "The second master went to Dongshi to play a few days ago, and when he came back, he told the servant that he met a monk in Dongshi. The second master saw that he was pitiful, so he donated two taels of silver. The second master said that the monk gave him the sachet, and it smelled so fragrant. The fairy in the sky..."

Monthly ticket recommendation ticket

　I am crippled, it seems that the fever has made me stupid, my brain is numb today, I only wrote [-] words in more than five hours, let's post it together.

　　I feel a little bad about writing the plot tonight, so I won’t change it for now, and I will continue to code when I get better tomorrow.

　　This chapter may be revised, and I will let you readers know when the time comes.

　　Sorry ha!
　　
　
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