I dare not

The author has something to say: Is Ouyang Zhiwen finished?_?

At the court meeting, Governor Shi Wei and Wu Shuang of Lianzhou presented detailed evidence, revealing the underground treasury of the Lianzhou Gold Mine, which had been hidden for seven years, to the sky.

The two masterminds turned into charcoal in the Dali Temple fire, casting a shadow over the case.

The emperor sat on the high dragon chair, watching the noisy discussions in the court hall with cold eyes, and waited until the hall quieted down before he spoke lightly, "Li Detang corrupted the law, guarded himself, abused his power, bribed Beijing officials, and lived extravagantly. Corruption The amount of money is shocking, even though he is dead, his family members should be implicated, and his relatives within three generations will be imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and they will be executed after autumn."

As soon as the voice fell, there was another commotion in the court hall.Although the law of the Hao Kingdom stipulates that embezzling Baiyinwan will implicate the nine clans, the trial of the Hao Kingdom has always been lenient, and this is the most severe punishment within three generations.

Many people present had received Li Detang's gold at that time, and they couldn't help feeling anxious at this moment, stretching their necks and waiting to see what the people behind them would do.

"Ouyang Chigong, who was in a high position and had a bad conduct, killed his colleagues in the court and forged documents. The circumstances were bad. Thinking that he was already dead, his family and relatives were sent to the northern Xinjiang to farm and set off immediately."

This time, no one is talking about it. It is a judgment that is neither serious nor serious. If he behaves well or receives an amnesty, he may even return to Beijing.

Is the emperor ready to lift it high and put it down gently?

There was silence in the hall, and everyone bowed and waited for the next judgment. This gold mine case involved officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Ministry of Industry, and the Shaofu Supervisor. How these people will be sentenced is what everyone cares most about.

After waiting for a while, the emperor didn't say any more.The courageous official first looked up at the dragon chair...

... The emperor actually fell asleep again!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, this was not the first time, the emperor is... what's wrong?

Eunuch Zhai stepped forward and shook him gently, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The emperor was shaken a little by him, and fell to the ground!

Zhai Renli hurriedly supported him, He Fangzhi told the sickness that he would go to court in the future, Zhai Renli gave the third prince winks, let the third prince control the situation, and supported the emperor to walk away from behind.

The second prince stood in the hall, looking at the back of the emperor leaving with burning eyes, and sneered almost imperceptibly.

The news of the verdict reached Prince Yu's Mansion that afternoon. Although Gu Qiao didn't say anything, she was always worried about the whereabouts of Master Mistress and Ouyang Zhiwen.Now that he learned that he was dispatched to Northern Xinjiang, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect to leave so soon.

These days are either sick or injured, and I haven't been able to see Ouyang Zhiwen.The emperor ordered them to leave today, and if they didn't meet again, they might never see each other again in this life.

But even if we meet, what can we say?

Ouyang Chigong was the teacher who raised him and the enemy who killed his father.

As for Ouyang Zhiwen, was he also the one who harmed his father?

From the moment he stepped into the imperial study room to expose Ouyang Chigong, he was ready to lose his friend Zhiwen, but the friendship of so many years cannot be easily erased, such a gap is even farther than life and death.

"My lord, my lord?" the little doctor boy called out to him a few times holding a medicine bowl, "It's time to drink the medicine."

Gu Qiao was a little dazed, "Huh?"

"Master said not to make you think too much..." the little doctor boy muttered, "You should drink the medicine first."

Gu Qiao took the bowl and drank it in one gulp, stared at the empty bowl for a while, then turned around and asked, "Can I go out?"

"Ah? This, I'm afraid it won't work." The little doctor boy is not good at learning, and he doesn't know how to feel the pulse. He has no idea, "I still have to ask the master."

The doctor hasn't come yet, Chang Huan and the others arrived first.

As soon as Chang Ling saw Gu Qiao, she jumped up happily. If Chang Feng hadn't grabbed her by the back neckline, Gu Qiao's injury would probably burst open again.

Chang Huan felt Gu Qiao's pulse and came to the conclusion: "It's not healed yet, I need to rest."

The little doctor boy hurriedly said: "My master said the same thing last time."

Chang Huan glanced at him and said nothing.

Gu Qiao had something on his mind, seeing Chang Feng and the others couldn't be happy, and they were a little absent-minded when they spoke.

"What's wrong with you?" Chang Feng saw his sullen look, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Gu Qiao shook her head, "A friend of mine is... Ouyang Chigong's son. He used to be very close to me. He is going on a long trip today, and I want to see him off."

"Then go," Chang Ling was not in the mood, "Anyway, there is Senior Brother Chang Huan, if you can't come back, he will give you two injections."

The little doctor boy quickly stopped him: "Then how can I do it? I can only go out if my master tells me that I can go out."

"Who is your master? Is it as powerful as my master? Is it as powerful as my senior brother's master?"

Chang Ling's mouth was unforgiving, and the little doctor boy didn't know how to answer. He just repeated: "I have to invite my master to see it."

Gu Qiao made up her mind, "Just go and take a look from a distance, and come back soon, and they won't be able to see them when they leave the city later."

"Hey, no!" The little doctor boy was anxious, "You are not allowed to go."

"If you say no, you won't allow it?" Chang Ling made a face at him, "Let's go!"

Gu Qiao looked at Chang Feng beggingly, "Brother, please."

Chang Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you want to go?"

Gu Qiao wanted to ride a horse, but her health was so bad that she couldn't even ride a horse, so she had to borrow a carriage from the housekeeper of the palace.

King Yu heard about it immediately, and the little doctor boy complained to him that Gu Qiao insisted on going out, but the monks still helped.King Yu lazily nestled in the wheelchair, looking forward to the distraught look of the third child when he knew about this, he smiled, "Let him go, the big deal is to raise him for a while longer, my palace can't afford it."

When Gu Qiao saw Ouyang Zhiwen, they were already lining up to leave the city.

The people in Ouyang Mansion were all wearing gray and white prison uniforms, and were escorted by a team of officers and soldiers to slowly move towards the gate of the city.Gu Qiao lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw Ouyang Zhiwen in the crowd at a glance.

After this period of physical and mental torture, the innocent youthful spirit on his body has disappeared.The eyes he looked at were hollow and numb, the eyes of an old man in his dying years.

Gu Qiao felt a throbbing pain in her heart, and stared at him blankly.

Mistress saw Ouyang Zhiwen standing still, followed his gaze, and also saw Gu Qiao.

Gu Qiao saw his wife glanced at him, then buried her head to wipe away her tears, and then looked up at herself again.Gu Qiao had thousands of words to say, but they seemed to be stuck in her throat, so she could only sit in the car blankly, not even having the courage to get out of the car.

The teacher said a few words to Ouyang Zhiwen, and Ouyang Zhiwen frowned and quarreled with her, then walked to the front of the team.Mistress shook her head, said something to the officers and soldiers, and then walked slowly towards Gu Qiao's carriage.

Gu Qiao stood up holding the car door, and Chang Huan helped him out of the carriage. With such a short distance, Gu Qiao seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Mistress walked up to Gu Qiao and called softly, "Little Qiaoer." Tears welled up in her eyes.

Gu Qiao's chest also felt sore, and she called out "Ms. Niang", but could no longer speak.

Gu Qiao originally wanted to ask a lot of questions. He wanted to ask her if she knew how her father died seven years ago, if she knew that the teacher was her father-killing enemy, and if she knew what the teacher had done.But he didn't ask anything, and there's no need to ask any more. His wife gently called him by his nickname, which made him understand everything.

In the team over there, Ouyang Zhiwen looked over, and turned his head when he realized that Gu Qiao was also looking at him.

"Zhiwen," Shinobi said with a choked voice, "he can't bear it."

Gu Qiao nodded, her eyes were a little blurry, and she couldn't answer.

Mistress took two steps forward, knelt down slowly in front of Gu Qiao, and finally couldn't help crying loudly: "The Ouyang family is sorry for you!"

Gu Qiao hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her, but due to injuries and illnesses, she didn't even have the strength to support a woman, so she also knelt on the ground, and the two of them hugged each other and cried for a while.

Ouyang Zhiwen stood in the line out of the city, desperately buried his head very low, and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying, but his shrugged shoulders betrayed him.

The team wearing gray and white prison uniforms gradually left the city. The officers and soldiers came to urge them to leave quickly. Gu Qiao and his wife helped each other to stand up.The mistress was dragged by the officers and soldiers, and walked away step by step.

Gu Qiao knew that this glance might be a farewell, so he stood and watched until the group of figures disappeared at the end of the official road.

Not long after returning to Prince Yu's Mansion, Gu Qiao developed a fever again. The little doctor boy had such an expression, and hurriedly went to the medical hall to invite the master.

When the old doctor came, Chang Huan was administering needles to Gu Qiao.

Gu Qiao fell asleep, and Chang Huan quickly and steadily inserted the slender silver needle into his acupuncture point.

The old doctor stood by and watched for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Where did the little master learn this wonderful acupuncture technique?"

Chang Huan was taken aback, and reported Miss Yin's name: "I studied under Yin Yuezheng from Lianzhou."

"Yin Yuezheng," the old doctor pronounced the name twice, and suddenly said, "So it's her, no wonder."

Chang Huan didn't know that Miss Yin was so famous, even her colleagues in Beijing knew about it, so she asked a little strangely, "Why does the old man know Dr. Yin?"

The old doctor smiled and shook his head, "I don't know Yin Yuezheng, but I know her surname is Yin. The Yin family has been famous for using needles for generations. This old man has heard of it."

Chang Huan didn't know what a powerful master he had. The current Yin Yuezheng is the head of the Yin family's generation, and his needle technique can be said to be unparalleled in the world.

The old doctor took Gu Qiao's pulse carefully. After a while, he stroked his beard and said, "If the little master gives acupuncture, then the old man will change the prescription for him. Combined with acupuncture, I think it will get twice the result with half the effort."

When the third prince came to see him in the evening, his fever had subsided.

Regrettably, King Yu didn't see the youngest's distraught look.

The third child closed the door with a heavy heart, and there were only three of them left in the room.

Yu Wang already had a psychological shadow on the three of them being in the same room, and he was ready to go as the best policy: "Is there anything? It's okay, this king will go first."

"Wait," the third child pushed King Yu to the side of Gu Qiao's bed, and said with a serious expression, "I suspect that the father has been poisoned by the snail fruit."