Reborn from the bottom of the coffin, the miracle doctor and the ugly concubine fight against the wo

Yun Qi did not dare to refute Murong Xiao and said with a bitter look on her face: "It's not that I don't listen to the prince and princess. The golden needle is enshrined in the ancestral hall and the key is in the hands of the clan leader. There is really nothing I can do!"

Murong Xiao didn't have the patience to waste words with him, so he directly asked Beiyuan to bring a few guards with him to meet the Yun family's patriarch.

If you can borrow, borrow; if you can't, borrow by force.

Yun Qi was afraid of being scolded by the clan leader, so he hesitated and refused to leave. Beiyuan then forcibly carried him away like a chicken.

While they were borrowing needles, Chu Zhao wrote a prescription and gave it to Fang Guanru, asking him to send someone to grab the medicine and boil it.

Fang Guanru handed the prescription to the housekeeper, and asked people to clean the house, take out the brazier for burning paper money, and make good tea to entertain the prince and princess.

The servants cleaned up the house and went about their business. A maid came over with tea and snacks. Fang Guanru accompanied Murong Xiao and Chu Zhao to drink tea and wait.

Because they were not familiar with each other and had their own thoughts, there was no suitable topic to talk about, so Fang Guanru only asked Chu Zhao about the cause of his wife's illness.

Chu Zhao said that the wife first felt melancholy because her physical illness could not be cured for a long time. After a long time, it became a mental illness that was stuck in her heart. The heart illness was reflected to the body, causing the physical illness to worsen, causing unbearable pain in the body and heart knot. Naturally, it is getting more serious.

This cycle goes back and forth, influencing each other, and the disease grows bigger and bigger like a snowball, until the patient can no longer bear it and life comes to an end.

"I see." She said it in an easy-to-understand way. Fang Guanru immediately understood what was going on, and then asked, "What kind of physical illness is it? Why do all the doctors say it's wind-cold, but they can't cure it?" Okay?"

"Is this it?" Chu Zhao hesitated for a moment, "This disease can be serious or minor. Let's wait until Madam wakes up to tell us the specific cause!"

Fang Guanru had a gut feeling that she was trying to show off, and there was nothing he could do about her, so he could only nod in agreement.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and someone ran and reported loudly: "Master, the young master is back."

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man who was dusty came in the door, called "Mother" in a tearful tone, and went straight to the old lady's bed.

This person was Fang Weixian, the eldest son of Fang Guanru who served as the censor of Zuodu in Beijing.

After Fang Weixian heard that his mother was seriously ill and asked for leave from the court, he hurried back from the capital. When he entered the mansion, he saw white flags hanging everywhere. He thought that his mother had passed away. In his grief, he didn't care to ask anything, let alone King Jingnan. In the mansion.

Now that I was crying, I entered the door. I just realized that there was an outsider in the room. I hurriedly held back my tears and gathered my energy to take a closer look. I saw King Jingnan and a beautiful woman present. My heart skipped a beat. I was secretly annoyed that I was too flustered and didn't look down in advance. People understand the situation.

"Xian'er." Fang Guanru hurriedly stepped forward to call him. Although he was thinking about his child, he blamed him, "You are an official after all. How can you act so recklessly and lose your manners in front of the prince and princess? Why don't you quickly apologize? "

princess?

Fang Weixian secretly looked at Chu Zhao, feeling surprised.

Didn't you say that Princess Jingnan was ugly and vulgar, but the woman in front of her was not "ugly" at all.

His heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of another reason why he came back this time.

Not long ago, the magistrate of Tailai County in Shuzhou sent a letter to the capital, saying that their county magistrate was beheaded by an inspector sent by the imperial court because of his ineffective suppression of bandits. The inspector promised to submit a letter to the imperial court to appoint a new magistrate as soon as possible. There has been no news since then, I don’t know why.

Because when it came to suppressing bandits, the county magistrate highlighted several bandit troubles in the surrounding areas. Among them, he wrote about a beautiful woman who called herself Princess Jingnan and rescued several abducted civilian girls from the bandit village alone.

These two incidents attracted great attention from the court. The reason why his leave was approved so smoothly was actually because Mr. He Ge wanted him to take the opportunity to visit his mother at home to visit Shuzhou to see if the King of Jingnan was good at it. Li Fengdi did something unspeakable.

So, could the beautiful princess in the eyes of the people be the woman in front of her?

Fang Weixian calmly withdrew his gaze, calmed his mind, lifted his robe and bowed to Murong Xiao, "I am extremely sad because I was unable to see my mother for the last time. Please forgive me for any mistakes I made."

"Master Fang, no courtesy." Murong Xiao stretched out his hand to help him up, "I understand Master Fang's filial piety very well, but after being treated by my princess, Ling Ci is now in danger, so you don't have to feel sad."

"What?" Fang Weixian was startled again and quickly looked at his father.

Fang Guanru nodded, told him the general story, and then said: "Thanks to the princess's timely arrival, your mother was brought back from the hell. Therefore, this ceremony is unavoidable. Kneel down and thank the princess for her great kindness."

Fang Weixian suddenly realized that although he didn't know why his father only emphasized the princess and left out the prince, he still lifted his robe again and knelt down, kowtowing respectfully to the two of them and thanked them.

This time, Murong Xiao didn't stop him anymore, he and Chu Zhao accepted his courtesy, and then told him to be flat.

At this time, the housekeeper came in with a medicine bowl and said that the medicine was ready.

Fang Weixian stepped forward to take the medicine and wanted to give it to his mother himself.

The patient was in a coma and had no consciousness of swallowing. She couldn't feed her two spoonfuls, so Chu Zhao asked someone to get a crane-mouthed pot, pry open her mouth and pour it in bit by bit.

Fang Weixian looked at the princess from time to time, and saw that she didn't talk much, but acted decisively and neatly. There was a bit of majesty in her eyebrows, which made her doubts deeper.

After the medicine was finished, Beiyuan happened to come back with Yun Qi, and with them was the old patriarch of the Yun family.

The old patriarch is nearly seventy years old, with white beard and hair. He is holding an object wrapped in red silk in his hand. He walks tremblingly but has a very tough attitude.

"I heard that Princess Jingnan wanted to use the golden needles from our Yun family. I didn't dare to disobey her. It's just that the golden box containing the golden needles is a machine lock. Our ancestors left in a hurry and didn't leave any way to open the lock."

He slowed down and held up the box with both hands: "If the princess can open this lock, I will lend the golden needle to the princess. If the princess cannot open it, I will be helpless."

Chu Zhao frowned and glanced at him, reached out to take it, and opened the red silk in front of everyone, revealing a small rectangular box inside that was engraved with exquisite auspicious cloud patterns.

"Where is the lock?" Everyone was dazzled by the golden light and asked the questions in their hearts at the same time.

The old patriarch said calmly: "You don't know, this box itself is a lock. After my ancestors passed away, our ancestors also found many skilled craftsmen to open it, but in the end no one could succeed. We then invited it to the ancestral hall to enshrine it as a family heirloom."

"Ah, how could this happen?" Fang Guanru asked anxiously, "Since even a skilled craftsman can't open it, then my wife is hopeless."

"Father, don't worry." Fang Weixian comforted him and said, "The old patriarch came here in person, I think he must have a solution."

"No, I can't help it." The patriarch waved his hands and bowed tremblingly to Murong Xiao, "I came here in person because I'm afraid that this junior can't explain it clearly and make the prince mistakenly think that the Yun family is unwilling to borrow it, so he will be angry with us."

The implication is that we are not unwilling to borrow it, but we can’t open it ourselves, so we can’t help.

Murong Xiao could not understand the meaning of his words and was so angry that he grabbed his collar: "You old sly guy, are you making up stories here to deceive me? If I can't open it, why can't you split it?" , if you can’t split it, why can’t you saw it? If you don’t open the lock, someone’s life will be lost, let’s see if I dare to throw it into the stove to melt it for you.”