Time-traveling Bastards Are Politics

Chapter 72 No.80 Consultation with the Fifth Imperial Physician
"My lord... this matter... I'm afraid it's not right..." Imperial Physician Weng was obviously a little embarrassed, but he was really moved when he saw the banknote in his hand.

Feng Yong naturally saw Weng Taiyi's expression clearly, and said with a smile: "Weng Taidoctor, you did not disobey the will, you took your own pulse, my body itself is weak, if I leave like this, there will be some problems at that time, this is a mistake Even if it's on your head, isn't it worth the loss? You said that the Holy Majesty is so concerned about my situation now, if I die halfway, what do you think the Holy Majesty will think of you?"

Feng Yong stuffed the banknotes into Weng Taiyi's arms, patted Weng Taifu's chest, and said with a smile: "Besides, this money is worth your ten-year salary. You should seldom take care of your family, right? It’s also great to keep it ready for your wife, so that if there is any urgent matter, you can turn around. If something happens to your job and you need money urgently, I’m afraid you won’t be able to borrow money.”

Seeing the thin beads of sweat on Weng Taiyi's head, Feng Yong picked up the handkerchief on the bedside to help wipe them off, and said with a smile: "Put it away, I won't say anything, I will tell you when I'm done." Come on, you don't need to think about anything else. Now, please take my pulse."

After Feng Yong finished speaking, she put her wrist on the cotton bag, and looked at Imperial Physician Weng with a smile on her face.

Doctor Weng nodded and said in a low voice, "The old minister will help the prince with this."

Doctor Weng was still very professional in taking the pulse. After seeing all kinds of wounds, he pretended to prescribe a prescription and handed it to Bai Zhi.Then he turned around and called the minister who just came to announce the decree: "My lord, the prince's body has not recovered yet. It may be caused by the hard work of the past few days. The wound has not healed completely. You need to rest and rest. You must not move about this matter, or you may be injured. life!"

"Then... can this humble official take a look? I can report it to the Holy One in detail." The minister looked at Feng Yong, still a little suspicious, because at least from his point of view, Feng Yong's face was normal, not as sick. Can't seem to get up.

Hearing this, Feng Yong pretended to be angry and coughed violently: "Cough cough...cough cough...my lord, you...cough cough...does this mean that you don't believe in imperial physicians? Cough cough...or...cough Cough cough cough cough...you don't believe me?"

The minister hurried forward: "I don't dare, it's just..."

"If your lord doesn't believe in the old minister's medical skills, just say it and ask the Holy Majesty to get another person to diagnose it. Don't get angry with the prince's body. The prince's body is weak, so naturally he will recover slowly. What's so strange about that? I don't know who your lord is suspecting, but the old minister feels that what your lord did is too targeted." Doctor Weng turned around and was about to leave. The minister saw that the celebrity in front of the Queen Mother and the Holy One was offended by him, and hurriedly chased after him. Going up, he still didn't forget to bow to Feng Yong to make amends.

Feng Yong watched the two leave before relaxing.

Feng Yong was panting heavily, Bai Zhi was helping Shun Qi, Feng Yong waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and after a while he said: "I, I'm fine...you go...you go and stand side by side with the palace, you, You tell the prince, do it, it's done..."

"But, but you are like this...how can I walk away..." Bai Zhi was a little embarrassed.

"I'm fine, just ask Zhengchu to come in and take care of me. You hurry up and tell the lord that he still has to arrange something, you go...cough cough cough cough...quick..." Feng Yong finally said After uttering a complete sentence, he coughed violently again.

Bai Zhi took a look, called Zheng Chu, explained a few words, and hurried out of the house.

Zheng Chu came in, saw Feng Yong, and asked in a low voice: "Brother... what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yong waved her hand, didn't say anything, just calmed down there.Although Feng Yong's body is much better, she is still weaker than ordinary people, even if it is a transformation, it will not happen overnight.

After Feng Yong breathed a sigh of relief, she smiled and said to Zheng Chu: "Your sister is free, and you will follow me to suffer. I feel very sorry for you."

Zhengchu poured a glass of water for Feng Yong, handed it to Feng Yong, and said with a smile: "What is there to be sorry for, my brother helped me, and I should help my brother, what is there to be sorry for me? Besides, sister If you go, you must suffer, we two men, we can make do, if we add my sister, there will definitely be a lot of inconvenience."

"You are much more sensible at your age. At your age, I'm afraid I don't know so much. I just feel that taking you here must be a pain for you. If you were a different person, you definitely don't need to do this. "Feng Yong spoke very frankly.

"Brother said that, without you, I am afraid that my current life would be worse than going to Wenzhou, and I would still like to thank you." Zheng Chu said it lightly, but Feng Yong knew that it was just to comfort herself That's all.

"Wenzhou, that's a place where even money can't be spent. Sigh." Feng Yong sighed deeply, and took Zhengchu with her. Is it good or bad?
Zheng Chu said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, the more this kind of place, the more honest the folk customs, not to mention the things you think, even other things, it is impossible to happen."

"But..." Feng Yong hesitated to speak.

"Brother, is he talking about the affairs of the court? In fact, house arrest is also quite good, because people usually only pay attention to the outside, not the inside. It's not like you imagine, staring at it all the time, so your life It doesn't make any difference, it's just that you can't go out at will. Besides, it's not convenient for you to go out in that place, right? It's just that you and your sister's letter should be careful, that one will be copied to the Holy Majesty, you are sure You can’t just write it casually.” Zhengchu analyzed a little bit: “Let’s talk about a prince who was imprisoned at the beginning. It stands to reason that he is more guilty than you, and he is just not allowed to leave the mansion. Naturally, there will be no such thing as you. A lot of interference. Besides, you are already in a place where the birds don't shit, what can you do? So, of course, you are not so strict."

Hearing this, Feng Yong smiled helplessly: "A child like you knows more than me."

"Does brother despise me? Could it be that brother doesn't like someone who can help analyze?" Zhengchu was a little confused.

"At your age, you shouldn't be able to analyze this. Don't you think it's sad? Why do you know so many things you shouldn't know at an innocent age? You do, and so does she. Aren't you tired of being like this? Don't you hate it? Don't you think it's meaningless to do this? You have been trained to do this since you were young, don't you want to live a normal life? Aren't you afraid that if things are exposed, it will..." Feng Yong couldn't bear to say any more.

(End of this chapter)