Chapter 54: The Wounded Man in the Palace

The curtain of the car floated up with the oncoming wind, revealing a corner of the green mountain color outside the car, and the long stone road that retreated rapidly, like countless images that were being rewound without stopping.

In one corner of the picture, a piece of black cloth was fluttering, turning into overflowing black light, gradually occupying the whole picture.

The image turned bright, and the dappled sequins transformed into very familiar small flowers, opening up among the cliffs of Tanyuu, and a slightly rough but extraordinarily warm hand reached out and plucked one.

The flowers were dried by the sun and sea breeze on the terrace atop a private house and mixed into the tea. Boiling water rushed into the cup, swirling the tea leaves and dried flowers to a golden, moist amber color. Another hand reached over, steadily lifted it and placed it in front of him.

“Young master, drink a cup of the new tea made by Si Si, today is her first day of initiation.” Sister Dong’er, who hadn’t been seen for a long time, was full of gentle smiles, and for some reason, she hadn’t been a tofu shih tzu in Tanyu today.

Shaking her own head, she took the tea and sent it to the other side, looking at Wan’er who was sitting next to herself and was constantly gnawing on a chicken leg, she said angrily, “It’s oily, you’re eating it too, have a cup of tea to clear your throat.”

Wan Er didn’t say anything, instead, her sister sitting on her right hand smiled, the faint color of worry between her eyebrows all but disappeared, making herself look very pleased.

“It’s time to go.” The five bamboo with a black cloth over his face said in a cold voice.

“Where to go?” Himself subconsciously asked.

“To see Miss.”

“Good.” One s self did not have a trace of objection, incomparably excitedly stood up and walked to the bedside to lift the luggage, and the one …… black and black box. But I don’t know how, today this box is exceptionally heavy, how to lift it can’t be lifted, making himself sweaty.

A drop of sweat along the corner of the forehead of Fan Xian in the coma, slipped down, dripping on the top of the pillow. He somewhat dazedly propped his eye curtains open a small slit and looked listlessly at the flowing eaves of colorful paintings above him, knowing that he was in the middle of a very unfamiliar room, and he couldn’t help but get a chill down his spine, thinking:

“Did …… wear it again?”

If you die once you have to wear once, Fan Xian might prefer to die more thoroughly last time, why bother to come to this world to walk around, see so many people, meet so many things, move so much love, give birth to unwillingness to give up, but then leave, but also remember.

Fan Xian some scattered eyes finally adapted to the light in the room, began to learn to focus like a baby, and finally saw clearly in their own side, Wan Er’s pair of eyes have cried into a red swollen peach, clutched the corner of the sheet, biting his lower lip, refused to make a sound – it seems that he is still alive, or in the world of Qing Guo! . Just don’t know where he is lying.

Lowering his head was a little difficult, but he knew from the pain coming from his chest that his injuries had not healed. At this moment, the room was surrounded by all those low-browed eunuchs who were looking around for something with fearful faces, bubbling with busyness and sadness, and at the doorway, a group of old men dressed in the attire of the imperial physician were speaking mournfully to a middle-aged man.

“Your Majesty, I really can’t.”

The middle-aged man was furious: “If you can’t save him, you’ll all be buried with him!”

Fan Xian, who was in a semi-comatose state, watched this scene but couldn’t help but sneer, except that the corner of his lips didn’t curl up at one corner at the command of his brain.

In his heart, he thought, “This is indeed quite a familiar line, it’s just that you, the emperor, don’t come to be mean until I’m dying, it seems like you’re not being very generous – compared to the situation at hand, Fan Xian subconsciously preferred that it was his father, Lord Fan Shangshu, who was yelling at the imperial physician.

He wanted to reach out and pat the back of Wan’er’s hand, but he didn’t have the strength to move a single muscle, and there was no place in his body that didn’t hurt, no place that didn’t have emptiness, so he forced his mind to regain its strength, but there was a buzzing in his head, and he fainted again.

When Lord Fan Tisi still have time to slander the emperor, comfort his wife, the whole Kyoto has been chaotic.

The emperor was assassinated!

It was impossible to hide this matter from everyone in the world, so many people knew about it at dusk. But what made the people feel at ease was that His Majesty was not injured in the matter of this incident. But not long after that, news came again that Lord Fan, the Commandant of the Supervisory Yuan, had faithfully protected His Majesty, had bravely taken action, and had eliminated this great misfortune with his own hands, and then, in spite of his weakness after illness and injury, had pursued the assassin from the Hanging Temple to the capital, and had finally collapsed and suffered serious injuries, and it was not known whether or not he could still survive!

Fan Xian has always had a good reputation in the folklore of Qing, and as soon as they heard the news, most of the residents of Kyoto expressed their genuine concern and heartfelt blessings with their rice bowls, and there was actually a long line of people carrying lanterns to the Qing Temple at night to pray for his well-being.

The Fan Mansion on the south street of the city did not have a few lights on, and it was bleak, with the subordinates waiting for news at a loss. After Fan Xian was injured, he was sent directly to the palace by the tiger guards, and after His Majesty returned to the capital, he left the seriously injured Fan Xian in the palace, making the imperial doctors watch him every step of the way. Regarding this indication from His Majesty, everyone in the Fan household took it for granted – the young granny and the young lady had already entered the palace, and there was no news yet, but rumor had it that the eldest young master had been stabbed, and his injuries were so severe that the imperial physicians did not have a very good solution for a while.

Out of everyone’s expectation, the Minister of the Household, Fan Jian, did not enter the palace, but just sat in his study with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Out of such a big thing, Chen Pingping can not still be in the suburbs of the Chen Garden to see the beauty of song and dance, he sat in a wheelchair, returned to the Supervisory Yuan, the first time to start the assassination of the investigation, and at the same time took over the small eunuchs captured on the Temple of the Hanging and the body of the ninth grade masters.

King Jing has been rushed into the palace, Zojia county princess stayed in the boudoir crying.

I wonder how many other little girls in the capital are still grieving.

The second prince closed the gates of the royal residence tightly, strictly forbidding anyone under his subordinates, to inquire about any news, to react in any way. He knows he is now in a very dangerous situation, in this eventful fall, any inappropriate action will bring about their own disaster.

The eldest prince stood guard outside of Guangxin Palace, where Fan Xian was being rescued, and kept pacing.

Yi Gui Concubine also led the Third Prince to stand outside Guangxin Palace. Today, the third prince’s little life was saved by Fan Xian, not to mention Yi Gui Concubine’s kinship with Fan’s family, as a woman in the palace, she also knew what was reflected behind His Majesty’s shocking anger, and what kind of attitude she should display.

The Empress did not come, and the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace only pretended to care a few words at the Guangxin Palace, comforted Wan’er and Ruo Ruo for a few words, and asked His Majesty to take the Holy Body as the most important thing, and then returned to the Eastern Palace.

According to the other news, although the empress dowager only sent Eunuch Hong to see, but the old man at this time is at the back of the Hall of Containing Light small Nian Hall burning incense to pray for blessings.

The news that Fan Xian was seriously injured and about to die made all the forces in the Kingdom of Qing react the closest they could get to the truth, and it couldn’t help but feel a little absurdly cute.

Guangxin Palace used to be the eldest princess’s residence in the palace, and it was the very place Fan Xian had come to since his first nighttime exploration of the palace, but he hadn’t spent any time in the bedchamber, so he hadn’t recognized that he was lying in the palace in the moment he had woken up earlier. Although Fan Xian had been so badly injured for the sake of His Majesty, it was ultimately an unseemly thing for a courtier to be left in the palace to be treated for his injuries, and it was good to know that he still had the status of being the son-in-law of the Eldest Princess.

With a creak, the door of Guangxin Palace was pushed open, and the emperor walked out with a sullen face, glancing at Fan Ruo Ruo, who was beside him, slightly tired between his brows. Eunuch Yao said with a trembling voice, “Your Majesty, you should go rest first, little Lord Fan here has the imperial doctors treating him, there should be no harm.”

The emperor’s eyes flashed a cold light, “Those useless guys ……”

“Your Majesty, I want to go in and take a look.” Fan Ruo Ruo stabilized herself and bowed to the emperor, “But …… the eunuchs are not letting me in.”

“Hmm?” The emperor frowned, “Why?” He noticed a very unusual carrying case sitting at Miss Fan’s feet.

Fan Ruo Ruo bit her lip and said, “My brother never woke up, but the tiger guards said that they let me take the antidote pills that he usually uses, so I think that he must have something in his mind before he passed out, but it’s just that the imperial doctor doesn’t …… believe in my words.”

The emperor stood silently on the steps, the imperial physician naturally has his own procedures for treating illnesses, and it is normal to reject Fan Ruoruo’s medicine. But at this time the emperor, with the past many years are not the same …… seems to be the first time, he found himself so many sons inside, only inside that is the most outstanding, but also only inside that, is not for their own position and think about the problem ……

On the Hanging Temple, at that critical juncture, if Fan Xian’s first choice had been to save the Emperor without regard for life or death, I’m afraid the suspicious Emperor would still be wary of Fan Xian, because that kind of action might be exactly the kind of thing he’d do as a minister of power – wanting to show his loyalty to a monarch – and a man in a profession like the Emperor’s would be the only one who’d ever think about his own position. -And people in the emperor’s profession don’t believe in loyalty that can be seen.

But the problem is that …… Fan Xian chose to save Lao San first!

If one looked deeper into it, the Metropolitan Inspectorate could even impeach Fan Xian for treason over this detail. Just the emperor is not an unusual character, but from this detail inside, he thought he could see that under the surface of Fan Xian’s very deep city, there is still a gentle and benevolent heart …… just like that woman back in the day.

The funny thing was, Fan Xian didn’t even think this way at that moment, the problem was, the emperor didn’t know.

Therefore, the emperor was very relieved.

After realizing that Fan Xian was seriously injured and about to die, his heart, which hadn’t wavered in the slightest for many years, finally had a slight tremor, and he even began to wonder if he had pressed Fan Xian too hard. After self-doubt, he is even more to Fan Jian felt a trace of unjustified jealousy, a trace of anger that can not be declared in the sky – such an excellent young man, why …… can only be your son?

The first few sons of his own? The oldest is too straight, the oldest two is too fake, the oldest three …… are too small, as for the crown prince? The emperor sneered in the bottom of his heart, thinking that this little son of a bitch did not think that I did not see that you deliberately stepped on that wine cup?

So he left Fan Xian in the palace, on the one hand, in order to save Fan Xian as soon as possible, on the other hand, it was also a middle-aged man’s bones of some kind of negative emotions at work. Fan Jian, with whom he had grown up since childhood, was perhaps very clear about His Majesty’s mental processes, so even when his son was seriously injured, he did not enter the palace, but just stayed very grimly in the study of the Fan Mansion.

His Majesty summoned, the Imperial Doctor was leading an Imperial Doctor who was taking a short break out of the palace gate, and returned with a face full of bitterness, ”Your Majesty, the blood outside has stopped. But that knife hurt Lord Fan’s internal organs.”

The emperor slightly lifted his jaw and signaled the presence of Fan Ruoruo ground, “Why don’t you let Miss Fan enter the palace?”

The Imperial Doctor is, even at this time, not forgetting to maintain his professionalism, frowned: “Those pills don’t know what the ingredients are …… The assassin’s knife was dipped in poison, but the toxin was not analyzed clearly, so I don’t dare to eat it indiscriminately for fear that… …”

“Afraid of a fart!” At this time, Prince Jing, who had been sitting in a chair at the bottom of the steps, rushed up, and with a snap, a slap was thrown on the cheek of the Imperial Physician Zheng, scolding, “Laozi gave you two hours! If you don’t say you’ll bring the person back to life, you should at least save Fan Xian from waking up! As long as he wakes up, with his medical skills, he’ll be much more reliable than a bad old man like you!”

The Imperial Doctor was receiving a slap on the face, and was so rattled by the dizziness that he couldn’t say anything at all.

The Emperor was about to reprimand King Jing for his improper demeanor, but listening to these words, his heart moved and felt that it really made sense. Now that Fei Jie was not in the capital, when it came to detoxification and healing, I was afraid that there was no one better than Fan Xian. Frowning, he said, “In any case, first think of an idea to wake Fan Xian up!”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the emperor realized that Fan Xian was indeed an all-round talent, and that if he hadn’t been worried about himself and his imperial sons being poisoned by the smoke and had thrown the medicine capsule on the floorboards, I’m afraid that even if he had been poisoned by the assassin’s sword, he wouldn’t have ended up in the same position as he was now-and thought of the benefits of Fan Xian’s one-pile. He couldn t help but sigh again in his heart, secretly saying, if this child s mother …… wasn t her, how good it would be.

He shook his head and returned to the imperial study under the eunuchs.

Got His Majesty s holy decree, King Jing led Fan Ruo Ruo, a push door palace door guards, simply do not care about those imperial doctors to the bitter admonition, directly broke into the bedside.

Wan’er’s eyes were red and swollen, she didn’t say a word, she just held Fan Xian’s cold hand and looked at Fan Xian’s pale face after he fell unconscious, she didn’t even seem to know what was coming behind her.

Fan Ruo Ruo looked at this scene, her heart slightly mournful, but it instantly turned into a piece of determination, she believed that this marvelous brother of hers could not possibly die so simply.

“Wake him up.” Prince Jing was no longer like a flower farmer today, but like a decisive general, narrowing his eyes, he said, “If the medicine doesn’t work, I’ll chop off one of his fingers.”

Fan Ruoruo seemed not to have heard the words and directly took out several wooden boxes of varying sizes from the carrying box.

Prince Jing said, “Do you know …… which one you should eat?” Can’t help but be cautious, after all, the imperial doctors are not all stupid, and what they say makes some sense, if the pills are taken wrongly, hell knows what effect it will have, maybe the dying Fan Xian at this time, will just burp!

Fan Ruo Ruo nodded and calmly took out a yellowish pill from the wooden box, the pill emitting an extremely pungent odor.

She handed the pill to her sister-in-law’s hand, both girls were ice-cold smart people, after Lin Wan’er’s palm trembled, she didn’t need to ask a single question, she directly sent it to her mouth and began to chew it quickly, and then took the warm water handed over by the eunuchs, and drank a mouthful of it to make the medicine in her mouth melt a bit more thinly.

On the side of the curious and nervous onlookers of the imperial doctors, know that these two bold girl family is ready to instill the medicine, anyway, they can not stop, so there is a rush forward, with a special wooden tool to pry open Fan Xian’s teeth.

Lin Wan’er lowered her head and fed it.

King Jing, who had been watching silently, suddenly reached over with a palm and slapped it on Fan Xian’s chest before smoothing it downward.

Then, the crowd began to wait nervously.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fan Xian’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly, then opened, only his eyes were a bit feeble.

“Lord Fan is awake!”

An early eunuch who knew what was going on shouted and went out of the palace to report to His Majesty the Emperor, and the palace was suddenly bustling with activity both inside and outside.

Fan Xian’s first thought when he actually woke up after his injury was, “There must be a lot of people who will be disappointed.”

Then he looked at the familiar faces around him that were tense, excited, and with lingering grief, and said softly, “Pillow.”

Wan Er clenched her fists, her lips tightly closed, seemingly too nervous to speak. He took a pillow and put it on the back of his neck, knowing that Sagittarius was looking at the injury on his chest, so he went and put another one on, so that his head could be a little higher.

Ruo Ruo had already moved a bright candlestick over, illuminating his miserable injured chest extremely brightly.

Fan Xian closed his eyes, first letting the pungent medicinal power gradually dissipate within his body, boosting his energy that had withered to the extreme, before slowly opening his eyes and looking towards his chest.

The wound wasn’t deep, and the location was a bit on the lower side, looking at the chest, but in reality it should have been at the upper end of the stomach, the imperial doctors were extremely good at dealing with external injuries, and Fan Xian couldn’t pick out any faults.

But he knew that the stomach should also have been punctured a mouth, still slowly flowing blood, his own true qi has been completely dispersed body, it is simply not possible to rely on true qi to self-heal …… if the bleeding in the body is allowed to continue, he estimated that he could not survive this evening. With the level of medicine in this world, there was really nothing that could be done for injuries to the internal organs, and it was no wonder that the imperial physician was to blame.

“Wipe it.” His energy allowed him to only issue orders very briefly.

Fan Ruo Ruo didn’t even think about it, and directly took the boiled coarse cloth and wiped all those medicinal powders on her brother’s chest, causing the onlooking imperial doctors to gasp.

Unsurprisingly, that wound on the chest began to ooze blood again.

“Needle.” Fan Xian gently spat out a word, and with a hand that could barely move, he backhanded his wife’s cold hand that was shivering.

Ruo Ruo took out several long needles. Fan Xian’s eyes turned slightly to the side as he looked at Prince Jing, who was to the side, and said, “Heavenly Bulge, Period Gate, Yu Fu, Guan Yuan, enter the needles by two points.”

Lowering the needle is the need for true qi to be energized, and at this time beside …… him it seems that only Prince Jing has the ability to do this. Fan Xian woke up and guessed clearly, the palm that sent the medicine into the abdomen earlier, I do not know how many years of practicing the majestic true qi is sandwiched. Prince Jing was slightly stunned, and did not seem to think that he was going to be a doctor, so he took the long, thin needle as he was told, and somewhat nervously stuck it into the acupuncture points that Fan Xian pointed out in turn.

The needle entered the skin of the body, the blood stopped, and the surrounding imperial physicians were filled with jaws agape in disbelief.

“Three.” Fan Xian commiserated feebly and spoke to King Jing.

King Jing immediately understood that the three divisions of the Supervisory Yuan were the best at making poisons, and that his own and His Majesty’s concern had forgotten to let them enter the palace to cure Fan Xian’s poison, so he hurriedly left the palace and sent people to summon the organizers of the three divisions of the Supervisory Yuan and a group of people to enter the palace to save the patient and cure him.

I didn’t realize that the people of the three divisions had already been waiting outside the palace, and the head of the three divisions had even requested several times to enter the palace to save Fan Xian, but tonight the palace was in chaos, and a few of the commanders of the forbidden army were summoned by the Supervisory Yuan for questioning, so nobody dared to ask His Majesty for instructions, and naturally nobody dared to let them enter the palace.

At this time, King Jing passed the decree on behalf of His Majesty, the people of the Supervisory Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and directly entered the palace gate, rushing to Guangxin Palace. The people from the three departments brought a large pile of things, nailed as if they were metal objects, lying on the bed Fan Xian listened to the sound, but it was like listening to the sound of jade spandex.

The head of the third division is Fei Jie’s disciple, that is, Fan Xian’s senior brother, in the Supervisory Yuan and Fan Xian always get along with each other extremely well, at this time looking at his junior brother lying on the bed in misery, his face all of a sudden grim, he walked to Fan Xian’s side, a finger on top of his wrist.

Everyone, including the imperial physician, watched him nervously.

After a while, the head of the three divisions nodded and looked at Fan Xian, saying, “Senior brother’s pills are already extremely good …… However, this poison is from the Dongyi City lineage, try this one kept in the courtyard.”

Fan Xian’s heart was slightly moved, and he took the medicine as he was told, and I don’t know if it was a psychological factor, but his spirit was instantly better.

The so-called three great masters of poison in the world, Fei Jie was one of them, Sean was the second, and there was another one who was a strange person from Dong Yi City. Among these three people, Fei Jie has the widest range of skills, undoubtedly the strongest, but with the poison master, the choice of materials and the production of poison cloth poison style are strongly different, like Sean favors animal fat and glandular secretion, Fei Jie favors plant tree pulp, which also affects Fan Xian. The poison fed on the assassin’s dagger was the nitrate mine poison school of Dongyi City, and the styles of the two schools didn’t make sense, so it was very troublesome to try to detoxify the poison, so how could there be a standing antidote in the courtyard?

So Fan Xian is clear, this pill must be someone in the name of the senior brother, sent into the palace for their own antidote, just perennial intoxicated in the study of toxicology, thus appearing to be a bit stubborn senior brother, but obviously did not think of this.

The toxin gradually faded, the rest is the body on the internal organs of the injury. Looking at the Inspector General’s ability to detoxify the poison, the imperial doctors finally had some admiration, but were still curious as to how this Fan Ti Si and the Third Division were going to deal with the wounds in the body.

“Senior brother, the set of tools you used to have the division prepare, I’ve brought them all, how do I use them?” The head of the Third Branch himself didn’t seem to be clear on the function of those things.

Fan Xian looked at the bloody gash at the bottom of his chest and gasped, “I need someone who is particularly bold …… and also needs someone with particularly steady hands.”

The head of the three divisions has been dealing with poisonous dead people for many years, and I don’t know how many years I’ve seen the scenes of disembowelment, so my guts are naturally big enough, and as for a person with particularly steady hands? These officials inside the three offices seem to be enough to deal with.

But …… Fan Ruoruo stubbornly stood in front of the bed and said, “I will come.”