Da Suining

Chapter 150 What's wrong with my son
Zhuang's eyes are invisible, but his mind is exquisite and clear.

It might be inconvenient for Xiang Suining to go to Changxinhou's mansion, so it's better to dress up in disguise.

Of course, this is not the first time that Xiang Suining has disguised herself as a man.

Familiar with the road.

When going out, Lu Yu prepared a black veiled hat, one for each of them.

The yellow sand in Qingcheng was flying, and the two wearing black veiled hats were in a hurry, like two knights about to rush into the rivers and lakes.

The only pedestrians left on the long street were carried by the wind, running staggeringly like a lonely ghost.

The sky was covered by yellow sand, the sun was dim, and the whole city was like hell. The whistling wind echoed in my ears, like ghosts crying.

Depressed.

chaos.

Huangquan Road is roughly like this, passing each other head-on, but can't see each other's faces clearly.

Even though he was wearing a veiled hat, he was almost cut off when he walked out of the alley from Baolong Street to Changxinhou's Mansion.

There was a man squatting at the entrance of the alley. When he saw Lu Yu, he said, "You must be a doctor. The son of Changxinhou's mansion is sick, and he has hired several doctors. Now it's hard to find a doctor in Qingcheng, so I just want to see you." I want to catch a doctor here... I didn't expect to catch it... Poor poor woman... She is dying, the doctor will come with me to have a look..."

The man was about to cry.

Lu Yu couldn't bear it, but he was thinking about Lan Tui, and was in a difficult situation, when he saw an old man running over and pulling the man, saying: "Your daughter-in-law drowned in the river and died, she was seriously ill, I don't want to burden you and the child, once you go out, she So I sneaked out and threw myself into the river, fished it up and had a doctor look at it, the doctor said..."

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said...the drowning in the river was too long, there is no way to save her, let me prepare for the funeral, you go back and look at her dead body."

The man staggered and followed the old man.

Xiang Suining had an increasingly ominous premonition in his heart.

Why did people suddenly die in Qingcheng?

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was still a sea banquet, and the moonlight that night was also gentle and tight.

The people are happy, and the night tour of the Mid-Autumn Festival lasts all night.

The lanterns of the shops facing the street are like pearls, hanging all over the city, shining brightly.

No one expected that Qingcheng would be in such a situation.

As Mingzhu said, the gate of Changxinhou Mansion was closed tightly, and the servants who used to guard the gate all retreated inside.

Lu Yu knocked on the door.

The door replied: "You go back, the Hou's mansion will not see any visitors today."

"I'm Lu Yu from the Lu Mansion. I heard that your son is ill, so I came here to see you." Lu Yu knocked on the door knocker again.

"But the princess told me that no one is allowed in except the doctor."

"I'm a relative of your young master's family. Why, do you want the six relatives to deny you? You go to report and say that I want to see Lan Tui. If you don't let me in, I will open the door."

arrogant.

The little boy has guarded the door for half his life, and it was the first time he heard that someone was going to tear down the door of Changxinhou's Mansion.

The servant also knows that Lu Yu is a young son, spoiled by his mother, and often commits crimes in Qingcheng.

Still report it.

When the boy came back to open the door, Lu Yu had already pulled up his robe and was about to kick the door.

The boy begged his grandpa to tell his grandma: "My lord, it's all my fault, please come in, my lord."

The courtyard of Nuoda in Changxinhou's Mansion was quiet, the maids and maids were like frightened sparrows, they all shrank their heads and talked, their steps were light, and no movement could be heard. , for fear of scaring anyone.

The inner hall is a little dark, perhaps because of the hanging curtains, or because the twelve ivory screens block the view.

Princess Guo was sitting on the couch, holding a handkerchief, her eyes were red.

Her hair was only combed in a simple bun, with a bare golden hairpin inserted between the buns, and she didn't even wear earrings.

There was no trace of makeup on her face, her eyes were sunken, and there was an indelible sadness in her eyes.

Chang Xinhou sat silently by the side without saying anything.

"Back to the princess, Lord Hou." The two imperial physicians cleaned their hands, put the pulse taker into the medicine box and handed it to the little eunuch, with some helplessness in their words: "The emperor sent imperial physician Lu, and imperial physician Wu to follow up the patients in Min'an Hall." Regarding the matter, Mr. Zhou has sent a servant to find out the patient that day, but..."

"But what? But it doesn't matter." The princess rubbed her handkerchief, her heart pounding.

"I never thought that half of the patients that day had died. After doctor Lu and doctor Wu examined the patients, they felt that they were..."

"What is it?"

"It's the plague." The imperial physician sighed: "Emperor Lu and Imperial physician Wu were cautious, so they went to invite the judge again. The judge was an imperial physician for generations. He prescribed medicine at the age of ten. He was called a child prodigy. He went to feel the pulse and read Tongue coating, there is no doubt that it is the plague, and now the emperor knows about it."

"No wonder the judge was invited here. He hesitated to speak, and only said that he would try his best to treat him." The light in Princess Guo's eyes disappeared without a trace. : "Emperor doctor, according to your opinion, what's wrong with Faer him? How come it's just like this?"

The two imperial physicians exchanged glances.

If an imperial doctor wants to work for a long time, he must not only be proficient in medical skills, but also be able to speak.

Some sad words should be said slowly, lest these royal relatives get angry and impulsively pick off their heads.

"Princess, I will do my best to save Young Master Lan."

"What's wrong with my son?"

"Princess should also take care of her body. Now that the young master is sick, the princess is his backbone. The princess must take care of herself... I will be the one who will go down the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire... I will never hesitate to die... Use all my abilities... "

The princess grabbed a plate of hibiscus cake on the small table and threw it on the imperial doctor's face: "What's the use of a glib tongue? I only care about what disease my son has and whether his life is in danger..."

"Princess, calm down..." The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The so-called sick people are three points sick, five points support, and two points, it's about chance. Mr. Lan has a noble status, and I must use the best medicine. Well, it will take time, and I dare not speak falsely about the matter of chance."

"Get out." The princess said loudly.

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he led the little eunuch and ran away.

When people in the palace get sick, if they can see it, they can see it. If they can't see it, it depends on their own good luck, or it depends on chance.

But Princess Guo has only this one son, she doesn't believe in chance or chance, and if she can't see a disease, she is a quack doctor.

Princess Guo felt depressed: "These imperial physicians have learned officialdom in the palace. I only asked Tuer what disease he had. Several imperial physicians came, but none of them answered me. They were all asking questions. There's no reason for that."

Changxin Hou Lanyong comforted her: "Princess, don't be angry. If the imperial doctor doesn't answer the princess's words directly, then it is an answer."

"Father, what's wrong with my brother?" Lan Heng frowned and asked.

"The imperial doctor is so panic-stricken, I'm afraid your brother is in danger. Judging from the situation, it's probably... the plague."

plague.

It was the first time Lan Heng had heard of it when he was in his teens.

If it was the plague, the Supreme Hospital's judges were dispatched, and they were hesitant to speak. I'm afraid it's really bad luck.

"I don't want anything to happen to my brother." Lan Yu bit her lip, "I don't want my brother to die."

There are no concubines in the Marquis of Changxin.

The princess also only has two children, Lan Fai Lan Huan.

From childhood to adulthood, Lan Tui was almost Lan Heng's patron saint.

Even now, Lan Tuo escorted Lan Ji all the way to the temple to fulfill his vows.

When it was cloudy and rainy, Lan Heng went to deliver an umbrella to Lan Tui, and he could deliver it all the way to the gate of the palace.

The two people who warm each other, the one who loves Lan Yong, suddenly fell ill.

In the past, Lan Fai would be injured and sick, even if it was serious, it would not make the imperial doctor tremble with fright, and even dare not answer the princess's questions directly.

Lan Xie felt sore and sad, but he couldn't do anything to help him. He just sat next to the princess and put his arm around her, bewildered: "What if my brother can't be rescued?"

"Don't talk nonsense." The princess's heart was pounding: "I will go to the palace to find the emperor right now.

The princess stood up and was about to leave, but Chang Xinhou stopped him.

"Why did you stop me? Don't you know that Faier's illness can't wait?"

Lan Yong helped her sit down, and said silently: "I also know that Tuer's illness can't wait, but what's the use of entering the palace at this time? I'm afraid the emperor won't be able to help you. You see, almost all the imperial doctors in the palace They have been here, and they have nothing to do, although the emperor is the emperor, but he doesn't know medical skills, so looking for him is just to cause trouble for him."

Lan Yong's words were like a slap in the face, and Princess Guo became sober all of a sudden.

Yes, what's the use of entering the palace to find the emperor?The only thing the emperor can send is the imperial physician, and the imperial physician is no longer effective.

Do you really want to ask for more blessings?
It is said that half of the patients in Min'an Hall have died, and the imperial physician has diagnosed them with the plague. One can imagine how terrible the plague is.

At this time, the gates of the palace may have been closed. The forbidden area of ​​the palace is especially important. Once a plague breaks out, the imperial city and the people must be protected, but what is more important is the people in the palace.

Now the palace is relatively peaceful, but the city is getting sick one after another. As the emperor, the first thing to do is probably to close the palace gates to prevent the palace people from being infected.

It is inevitable for Princess Guo to knock on the palace door at this time and be shut down.

The princess sat back down on the bed, her face pale.

She had never been so scared.

Feeling flustered for a while, she called the maidservant: "Go and clean the Buddhist hall in the mansion, and I'm going to offer incense to the Bodhisattva again."

The princess raised her head and glanced out of the window, and happened to see two black heads. Those two figures were sneaky and floating. Princess Guo thought it was a ghost from the underworld, and she suspected that something was wrong with her mind. What the hell?
It seems that it is going to burn incense for the Goddess of Mercy, have all the ghosts entered the house through the door?
How amazing.

Until Lan Yu's words woke her up: "Mother, brother Lu is here, brother Lu is greeting you, brother Lu is here to see brother."

"Oh." The princess said calmly, she was worried about Lan Fai's illness, but she didn't have the time to waste time with Lu Yu: "Yu'er is here, sit by yourself, I have to go and offer incense to the Bodhisattva."

"Putting incense to Bodhisattvas may not be effective. From ancient times to the present, how many diseases have been cured by Bodhisattvas?"

If the princess wasn't a generation older, she really wanted to tear Lu Yu apart.

Not only did this person riding a broom startle me, but he also spoke so disorganized.

Besides Bodhisattva, who else can save Lan Tui now?

Lu Yu pissed off the fire in her heart.

"Why did your father let you out again?"

"My father is not in the house."

"What are you doing here?"

"Come to pay your respects, and take a look at Lan Fai by the way."

The princess said with red eyes: "Why are you wearing a veiled hat? Isn't it too peaceful outside?"

The princess is not ignorant of the situation outside.

The princess glanced at Suining, maybe because she was wearing a servant's clothes, the princess didn't recognize her.

Lan Heng personally led the way and brought Lu Yu and Xiang Suining to Lan Tui's bedroom.

The bedroom windows are bright and clean, very spacious.

Outside the dark blue curtain, curling white smoke rises. I don’t know what kind of fragrance it smells. It smells light and fresh, like the smell of spring rain falling on the tip of the grass.

Although it is fragrant, it can still smell a medicinal smell.

Under the window, on a nanmu case carved with hundreds of beasts, there is a plain porcelain vase, which contains a bunch of half-opened lilies, which can soothe the nerves.

Next to the nanmu case is a weapon rack made of nanmu. On the rack are red tasseled guns, spears, shields, arrows and other weapons. I think Lan Tui used to stand here and practice these things when he was fine.

Opposite the weapon rack is a Bogu shelf against the wall, on which are some official kiln porcelain.

Near the curtain, there were two clothes hanging, one was a black military uniform, and the other was worn by Lan Tuo on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The clothes are the same as before, but the people are different from before.

The curtains were dense, Xiang Suining tried hard to look inside, but couldn't see anything clearly.

Now she is Lu Yu's follower, a servant, she can't be presumptuous, and she can't even look at Lan Tui.

"My brother just drank the medicine and fell asleep. During the day, he was groggy, sometimes awake, but soon became confused again. The imperial doctor said that the palace is studying the prescription for the plague... but the prescription is not easy to get. Explore slowly."

"When they figure out the prescription, I don't know when it will be." Lu Yu was worried: "I'll take his pulse and see how he is doing."

"Brother Lu, protect yourself..."

Lan Yu called so affectionately, Lu Yu felt his scalp go numb, and his mind went blank: "No...you're welcome."

Lan Fai lay there squinting, her face was pale and her lips were white.

But I haven't seen him for a few days, he's much thinner.

Lu Yu pressed Lan Tui's pulse, looked at his tongue coating, and sat silently beside the bed without speaking.

Lan Heng looked at his face and rubbed the handkerchief into his palm: "Brother Lu...my brother's illness... is what the doctor said?"

"Yes." Lu Yu was a little puzzled: "Has he been in contact with anyone? Has he been injured recently?"

Lan Heng shook his head.

There are not many people in Qingcheng who can hurt Lan Tui, and their imperial guards usually appear in groups, and people with discerning eyes know that he is the son of the princess, who dares to touch him?

"How about taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor?"

"I didn't feel better after drinking it, but my illness seems to be getting worse." Lan Yu wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief: "My brother vomited blood twice this morning. Brother Lu, you know that since childhood, the whole family has been afraid of my brother the most. Bleeding, I don’t know how many doctors I’ve seen for this matter, now my brother…”

"Then treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor." Lu Yu told Lan Yu: "Go and guard outside the bedroom, and if your parents come, report it loudly."

"How does brother Lu plan to treat my brother?"

(End of this chapter)