The upright forensic doctor bumped into the drama prince

"Father, do you blame my son for making a fuss out of a molehill just now?" Fu Nanling's voice was not too loud, just enough to be heard by Fu Nanping, and there was no intention of covering it up.

"As a prince, you represent the face of the royal family, and you should be punished for committing a misdemeanor."

The two of them had already left the gate of the palace, leaving Fu Nanping kneeling on the spot alone.

Entering the main hall, Fu Lianchao waved his hand, and everyone retreated.He looked at Fu Nanling, and said helplessly: "Ling'er, you are an adult, don't act so recklessly in the future. Heng'er died early, Ping'er is my royal eldest son, your body... I am old, I have to leave in the future, and I can't protect you for the rest of my life, so you should also learn to behave in the world."

"Father's body is strong and strong, and he is sure to live a long life, but my son, this broken body may disappear at any time. Short life span, soaked in medicinal soup every day, if you can't do what you want, then why live? "

"Speaking nonsense!" Fu Lianchao's anger slowly dissipated after seeing Fu Nanling's pale face, and said slowly: "Your temperament is so similar to your mother and concubine, it makes people love and hate! Ling'er , even if I search all over the world for famous doctors, I will definitely cure your illness."

"My father is kind to my son, and my son is happy in his heart. Other sons don't have extravagant expectations. I only hope that my father can live a long life and protect my son forever." Fu Nanling grabbed Fu Lianchao's sleeve, just like when he was a child .

Fu Lianchao sighed, patted Fu Nanling's hand, and said, "Okay, I will protect you forever."

"Father, my son will accompany you to offer incense to the concubine mother."

Fu Lianchao nodded, and together with Fu Nanling went to the Buddhist hall in the apse, where the tablet of Concubine Gao was enshrined.Fu Nanling picked up the incense and lit it, and handed it to Fu Lianchao, who took it and put it in the incense burner.

"Yunlan, I'm here to see you." Fu Lianchao's voice was not loud, but he could clearly hear the complex emotions in it.

Fu Nanling re-lit the three sticks of incense, knelt down in front of the hall, held the incense with both hands above his head, bowed respectfully three times, then stood up, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and said: "Mother Concubine, Ling'er is here to see You."

"Ling'er, go out, I want to talk to Yunlan."

"Yes, father, the son-in-law is outside the palace, if the father has something to do, feel free to call the son-in-law."

Fu Nanling exited the main hall and closed the door casually.Through the crack of the door, he glanced at Fu Lianchao who was sitting on the futon, and a complicated light flashed in Fu Nanling's eyes, which was fleeting.He looked at Xiao Lizi who was waiting at the side, and said, "Go and see if dinner is ready."

"Yes, the slave will go now." Xiao Lizi bowed and retreated.

Fu Nanling walked towards the eunuch who was standing bowed aside, and said, "Eunuch Pang."

Pang Li quickly responded, "Does the Third Prince have any orders?"

"Recently, father seems to be less clear, what's the reason?"

"Returning to the third prince, there are many political affairs in the court recently, the emperor has been working day and night, and his appetite has been poor recently, and the meals he eats are less than usual."

Fu Nanling frowned, his face darkened immediately, and said: "There are so many political affairs? What do those ministers do for food? What's the use of the court supporting them?"

"Third prince calm down, don't let your anger break your body."

Pang Li broke out in a cold sweat. Having served Fu Lianchao for many years, he was very aware of Fu Nanling's weight in Fu Lianchao's heart. It was okay for Fu Nanling to say this. A slave would not dare to speak.

"That's all for those ministers. You have followed Father for many years, why don't you know how to share your father's worries? Father's appetite is poor, it must be that the food is not suitable, why don't you find a few more cooks to change Father's taste ?”

When Pang Li heard this, he quickly fell to his knees and said: "Yes, what the third prince reprimanded was that the servant was not good enough, so he really should be punished. I also ask the third prince to come down."

Fu Nanling's temperament is well known, uncertain and ruthless, there are dozens of slaves who are beaten to death and maimed every year in this pompous palace.Although Pang Li could have a bit of face in other places, he had to be careful here in Fu Nanling, lest he offend this little ancestor.

"For the sake of serving your father for many years, you will not be severely punished today. You just kneel here. When your father comes out, you will get up."

"Yes, I obey." Pang Li heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly wiped his cold sweat with his sleeve.

Half an hour later, Fu Lianchao opened the palace door and came out, his eyes were slightly red, as if he had cried.He looked at Pang Li who was kneeling on the ground, frowned slightly, and said, "Why, did this slave make Ling'er angry?"

Fu Nanling shook his head, and said: "That's not true. The son thinks he is stupid, the father has a poor appetite, and he doesn't know how to think of a way, so he is punished to kneel here. And those ministers, they don't know how busy they are all day long What, everything needs to be taken care of by the emperor, so what's the use of them."

Fu Lianchao sighed helplessly, and said: "A king should be diligent in order to benefit the people. I'm fine, Ling'er can rest assured."

"Then father must eat more later to make up his body."

"Okay, eat more."

The two father and son were laughing and loving each other, while Fu Nanping knelt at the gate of the palace.His knees gradually became numb, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. Even if the passing servants came and went in a hurry, with their heads down, not daring to look at him, Fu Nanping felt hot on his face, and even more furious in his heart.

Pang Li, who was in the same situation, walked over slowly. He had no choice but to regain consciousness in his legs and feet, as if they had been pricked by needles, so he couldn't walk fast.When he came to Fu Nanping, he bowed and saluted, and said: "Second prince, the emperor ordered you to return to the mansion immediately, face the wall and think about your mistakes, for a period of three days."

Fu Nanping prostrated himself on the ground, and said calmly: "I have received the decree, thank you, Father, for your instruction."

Pang Li looked at the little eunuch who was waiting beside him, frowned and said, "Hurry up and help the second prince up."

Upon hearing this, the little eunuch hurried forward and helped Fu Nanping up.Fu Nanping looked at Pang Li, and said shamelessly: "Eunuch Pang, what happened today was indeed wrong for me. Please also ask Eunuch Pang to convey it to the third brother on your behalf, saying that I will come to apologize in person someday."

Pang Li hurriedly bowed and said: "The second prince's words are serious, and this slave will definitely convey them truthfully."

"Then thank you, Mr. Pang."

"The second prince offended the slave, and the slave can't deserve this 'thank you'."

Fu Nanping didn't say any more, and with the help of the personal eunuch, he left the Vanity Palace, turned his head to look at the palace gate, Fu Nanping's eyes became gloomy, but he returned to peace in just an instant.

Youfu Inn in Yongping Town, where Ji Linglan and his party settled down, and Zhang Ling, who was rich and powerful, took over the entire inn, and one package lasted for half a month.

Ji Linglan couldn't help being speechless, and kept muttering in her heart, why the people he met were not ordinary people.

Ji Linglan couldn't help asking curiously: "Uncle Zhang, what does your family do for a living? You can't be an official if you spend so much money?"

"No, my Zhang family has been in business for generations, and has accumulated some wealth in the silk business in Ancheng." Zhang Ling teased the baby in his arms, and said with a smile: "Alan, you saved this child, come and give it to me." Give him a name."

"Me?" Ji Linglan shook her head quickly, and said, "This is Uncle Zhang's business, how can I do it for you, no, no, no."

"Why not? If you save his life, his life is yours. It is his blessing to name him."

Mrs. Zhang was half lying on the bed, and said with a smile: "Alan, you can take it. Your Uncle Zhang didn't like reading since he was a child. Name the child."

"Madam really understands me." Not only did Zhang Ling not mind Madam Zhang's ridicule, but she accepted it completely, which is enough to show that the relationship between the two is really good.

"But I..." Ji Linglan just wanted to say that she had never read a book, but after thinking about the conversation with them just now and thinking about getting along with them in the future, she simply agreed, saying: "Well, since Uncle Zhang If you tell Madam that, let me think about it."

"Okay, there's no rush for a big name, Ah Lan can think of a nickname for him first."

"Nick name..." Ji Linglan looked at the baby in the package, thought for a while, and said, "Let's call him Zhuang Zhuang. I hope he grows strong and strong. What does Uncle Zhang think?"

"Zhuang Zhuang, Zhuang Zhuang, good, very good, it sounds smooth and has a good meaning, so I call it Zhuang Zhuang." Zhang Ling nodded in agreement, and Mrs. Zhang naturally had no objections. Poor Zhuang Zhuang didn't even have a chance to refute.

After all, Zhuang Zhuang was born not long ago, it was the time when he was lazy and didn't complain. After playing for a while, he became drowsy again. Zhang Ling quickly put him next to Mrs. Zhang to let him sleep well.Then he went back to the table, untied a purse from his body, and handed it to Ji Linglan, Zhang Ling whispered: "Alan, although this is just a small town, it is also a big town, and it has everything it should have. There are bank notes, and some scattered silver, you take it, let Da Niu follow you, go shopping, and buy whatever you want."

Ji Linglan thought for a while, took the purse over, and said, "Uncle Zhang, I will accept this purse, even if I borrowed it from you, when I make money, I will definitely return it to you."

"Alan, I'm not happy when you say this, Madam and Zhuangzhuang..."

Seeing that Zhang Ling wanted to bring up the old matter again, Ji Linglan quickly interrupted, saying: "Yes, Uncle Zhang, just pretend that I didn't say what you said just now, and I will go to the street to buy and sell, ruining your family property, you Don't complain."

Zhang Ling said with a smile: "Don't complain, don't complain. Don't worry, Ah Lan, Uncle Zhang is in full swing, I will earn as much as you spend, and our family will not fail."

"Okay, then I'm leaving. It's too late for Uncle Zhang to regret it now."

"Alan, let's go, it's fun."

Ji Linglan came to the door, but stopped, turned around and said: "Madam, I know your wound has not healed and you will feel some pain, but you still have to get out of bed and take a walk in the room. Healing pays off."

Madam Zhang responded and said, "Don't worry, Ah Lan, I'll get up later."

Ji Linglan nodded, opened the door and walked out.He didn't go to call Daniel, he put away his purse and left the inn.I walked around the town, but I didn't find a serious bookstore. Finally, there was one that sold calligraphy and painting. There were a few books on the shelf. Ji Linglan curiously stepped forward to look through them, and put them back decisively. I feel hot on my face...