Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

The seventy-year-old clan leader was so angry that his chest heaved violently, he gasped for breath, and looked at Xue Wenyu with great anger.

Xue Wenyu's hands were clenched into fists in his sleeves, and the pain from his nails piercing his palms reminded him not to laugh!

"How dare you be so presumptuous?" He turned his head and looked at the innocent-looking woman beside him, and said fiercely again.

Mu Yingbao immediately looked very aggrieved, lowered his head pitifully, and played with his fingers.

When his father was angry with his mother last time, Hui was worried that his mother would argue with his father again, but he didn't expect that to happen.

Now it happened again, Hui was curious and wondered if his mother was still okay.

After looking at it this way, Emma, ​​has my mother changed her personality?

Xue Wenyu was really mean to her this time. That was enough. It was not over yet. If he had not been strong enough, how would he end up laughing in public?

This is a very serious and important occasion, with two witnesses lying in the middle of a life-threatening situation, and yet she took advantage of the opportunity to do something like this! No, this is too much!

It turns out that she is not only not afraid of the prince, but she doesn't take the civil and military officials in the court seriously at all!

Okay! Xue Wenyu wrote a big "服" for her in his heart.

Some of the civil and military officials wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, while others shook their heads to express their disdain.

No wonder the governor Mu didn't come, or maybe he knew the character of this niece and avoided her on purpose, fearing the loss of this person!

Or maybe he was afraid that she would deliberately pick a fight with him and make him look bad in public. After all, she had married his daughter to the unknown Xue Shizi, and then she was sent to Youcheng. But he, as her uncle, ignored her. Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?

No one dared to speak to appease the leader with his beard and pupils. If something went wrong at this time, whoever spoke would be in trouble.

Fortunately, the clan leader's decades of hard work were not in vain. He tried his best to calm himself down. "Wen, you personally delivered the son of Ning Wang's son Zhou Yian, right?"

The leader suppressed his anger and asked.

He had made up his mind that if Xue Wenyu's wife dared to make trouble again and even offend the prince, she would be thrown out of the palace.

There's no need to beat her with a stick, just put her in jail and throw her out.

If you do that, not only will you throw away her, but also the prince's reputation! If you can't discipline your woman, then you will have to bear the consequences yourself.

"Your Excellency, yes." Wen's name is Wanqing. She has been in Prince Ning's Mansion for many years and is considered to be worldly-wise, so she was very calm when she replied.

"Then, do you still remember whether the child had any marks on his body when he was born?" the clan leader asked again.

"My lord, although I am a little old, my memory is not bad. The young master has a blue birthmark the size of a copper coin on the inside of his left upper arm, and there is a red sore on his neck. The instep of his left foot was scalded by a careless maid, who was afraid of being punished by the master so she didn't dare to tell anyone. As a result, she didn't handle it properly, causing blisters and broken skin. There was a faint scar at the time, but I'm not sure if it is still there now." Wen spoke very slowly, for fear of making a mistake.

Xue Wenyu immediately signaled Brother Hui to come forward, and he also stood up and stood beside the child.

Several envoys from the Imperial Clan Hall lined up and apologized to Brother Hui, and then began to examine him in public.

In fact, when Wen Shi mentioned the first characteristic, Mu Yingbao laughed.

During the three years in Youcheng, the child was very close to her and did not avoid her when he took a shower with his bare chest, so she had seen the birthmark and the red paralysis. As for the scar on the back of her foot, she had not noticed it.

After all, it's just a small blister, and the scar from the broken skin is very light and small, and it won't be noticeable if it grows a little longer.

Fortunately, Brother Hui is a boy, and the location of the birthmark and the red spots are not embarrassing. It's okay to let them see it to prove his identity!

Mu Yingbao noticed that one of the envoys was holding a book in his hand. "Hey, that book?" Mu Yingbao asked the very nervous Shang Xiaohu in a low voice. "What, uh, you mean that book? Every birth of a child in the royal family will be recorded in detail. When was the child born, who delivered the child, it will be recorded, anyway, it is very detailed." Shang Xiaohu couldn't help but tell excitedly.

"Since this thing has already existed, why not just verify it according to the records in the booklet? Then these two won't have to suffer this time." Mu Yingbao didn't know what to say.

Looking at the two women lying on the board, I felt that they were really pitiful.

If I hadn't received the news and rushed over today, the older man might still be alive for the time being, but the one who was poisoned would definitely be dead.

Looking at the sect leader again, Mu Yingbao felt even more displeased.

He sat there without getting up, letting the other envoys look at Hui Ge, and then asked the ministers to come over and look.

She wanted to remind these people again to send a few high-ranking officials to take a look. It would be enough. If everyone took a look, would they be treating the grandson of King Ning as an object for appreciation?

But then he thought again, it's almost time for today, anyway there will be a chance to teach these hypocritical guys a lesson in the future.

Looking at Brother Hui who was surrounded by people, and seeing that he was very calm and showed no sign of being humiliated at all, Mu Yingbao felt relieved.

Okay, he's someone who can do big things.

On the other hand, Xue Wenyu, who was standing beside him, had a rather unsightly expression on his face. He looked very impatient and seemed to be enduring something.

Mu Yingbao knew that he felt sorry for the child, but he endured it for the sake of the child's future.

The last one to leave, Hui Ge was still bare-chested and in no hurry to put on his clothes.

"Master, there is still one question that has not been asked." Xue Wenyu looked at the young witness and reminded him.

The clan leader scratched his beard and said dignifiedly, "Wen's testimony is completely consistent with what is recorded in the royal family register. There is no need to ask about the other one. My lords, you have heard it with your own ears and seen it with your own eyes. This boy is indeed the grandson of King Ning. I want to know if you have any objections?"

"We have no objection." The ministers responded in unison.

I have seen that this boy is indeed the grandson of King Ning. I want to know if you have any objections.

"We have no objection." The ministers responded in unison.

If there were no royal family register, they could still raise suspicions, for example, that Wen had informed Mrs. Xue when she was treating her injuries.

However, the royal family register has always been kept by the people of the Imperial Ancestral Hall. If we doubt it now, wouldn't that be the same as suspecting that the people of the Imperial Ancestral Hall are plotting something untoward?

No one is stupid enough to question the people of Yu Zong Tang!

Ahem, it's Xue Wenyu's wife who is so lawless.

"Okay, in that case, I officially announce that Xue Wenhui will officially resume his original name Zhou Junjie, and the ceremony of recognizing his ancestry and returning to the clan will be held on another auspicious day." The clan leader announced loudly...