Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 493

Fu Jiuqu and Cai Qi went to Shenyuwazi for a while, but they didn't see Mr. Qingyu, and the Zhugong tune called "Song of the Cave" also didn't perform today.

Fu Jiuqu asked the young man to find out. Hearing that Mr. Qingyu was ill, he hadn't been on stage for two or three days, so he didn't have any interest in sitting down anymore.

"Let's go."

"I don't understand." Cai Qi asked, "Why are you interested in him?"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at him, "You don't need to understand."

"It's mysterious. Okay, don't tell me if you don't say it." Cai Qi gave him a dissatisfied look, and pulled him away, "Let's go to the pharmacy and pick up my wife."

Fu Jiuqu withdrew his arm from his hand.

"No. I have something else to do."

Cai Qi looked him up and down strangely, "Can I help you?"

Fu Jiuqu hesitated for a moment, then hooked his hand at him, and Cai Qi put his ear close to him.

Fu Jiuqu asked: "Before he... no, I mean I..."

Cai Qi didn't hear the following for a long time, and frowned.

"Chonglou, what on earth are you going to say? Why do you look so weird recently? Could it be that you have been bewitched by an evil spirit?"

Fu Jiuqu closed his eyes and waved his hands, "Maybe. Forget it. Let's go to the pharmacy."

When the two of them went to the pharmacy together, the pharmacy was having lunch, and it was full of joy inside and out.This place seems to have some magical power, and it makes people feel good when they look at it.

Cai Qi sat down unceremoniously and asked someone to serve a meal. Cao Yilan looked at him with disgust, and kept looking at Xin Yi.

Xin Yi pretended not to see it, and called Fu Jiuqu aside.

"Have you gone to Shen Yuwazi?"

Fu Jiuqu was slightly taken aback, then smiled slightly, "Can you guess this?"

Xin Yi: "Any clues?"

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a while, and said, "No one is here. But I asked Cheng Cang to send someone to investigate the matter of Yulin Lane. It shouldn't be long before there will be clues..."

He suddenly asked Xin Yi, "Have you seen the medicine hair puppet?"

Xin Yi hummed, "There are often performances in Goulan Wazi, this kind of professional artist is very powerful. I don't know why..."

Fu Jiuqu said: "Today, someone in Shen Yuwazi is also preparing a drug-made puppet. I saw the paper dummy flying up and spinning in the air. At that time, I thought, that 'ghost' in white clothes fluttering in Yulin Lane is Isn't it a gunpowder puppet, an illusion performed with gunpowder?"

Xin Yi was silent for a moment and didn't respond.

Yaofa puppets are actually a kind of fireworks show, which was extremely popular in the Northern Song Dynasty. Through the manipulation of professional artists and the power of gunpowder, paper figures can be made to perform like puppet shows in the air.It's a pity that this technique has been lost in later generations, and the current artists who specialize in making puppets with drugs will not easily reveal the tricks of performance, let alone teach apprentices casually.

"However, with the help of the explosion and combustion of the gunpowder, the medicine hair puppet will definitely make a sound..."

"The man didn't say that there was no sound in the letter."

"..."

Having said that, if there is a sound or a drug-produced puppet, how can it be mistaken for a ghost?
This doesn't make sense, but Fu Erdai's rich imagination still opened up Xin Yi's mind a little.

Seeing the appearance of a person is not necessarily a real person.

After all, the kind of light work that can "fly around" in the air at will does not exist.

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Three days later, Wei Mao came.

It happened to be a rest day, so he came to the mansion to see him in casual clothes.

Fu Jiuqu had never had any direct contact with him before that day, so he was afraid of being betrayed, so he specially called Xin Yi to go with him.

So the people in the Princess's mansion were overjoyed to see the loving appearance of the couple going in and out together again.

"Junwang, Junwangfei."

When Wei Mao saw Fu Jiuqu, he saluted as a subordinate as usual,

Fu Jiuqu hurriedly asked someone to sit for him.

"Master Wei came here today, why?"

Wei Mao glanced at the girls and guards in the hall, his eyes turned slightly.

Fu Jiuqu and Xin Yi exchanged glances, motioning them all to go down.

Only then did Wei Mao pick up the teacup, and said slowly, "The Capital of Beijing is going to Yangzhou after passing on as the king of the county. Is it true?"

Fu Jiuqu thought for a while, then smiled slowly, "I'm also waiting for the government's order."

Wei Mao suddenly raised his eyelids, took a look at Fu Jiuqu and Xin Yi's idle appearance, sighed, and put down the teacup.

"I won't go around the bush, let's just say it straight. Is the king of the county investigating the affairs of Yulin Lane recently?"

Xin Yi was startled, and looked towards Wei Mao.

Fu Jiuqu said: "Huangcheng Secretary's eyeliner is really good."

Wei Mao cupped his hands: "It all depends on the cultivation of the county king."

Seeing Fu Jiuqu's indifferent expression, he smiled embarrassingly, "Don't misunderstand the king, it's not that the subordinates intend to investigate the whereabouts of the king, but unfortunately, the Secretary of the Imperial City is also investigating the king of Pingyuan in Yulin Lane... ..."

Fu Jiuqu: "Oh?"

Wei Mao said politely: "Now I have some clues, so I don't want to disclose it to the county king. The county king of Pingyuan bypassed the military inspection department, opened a workshop privately, and produced and sold black powder. This case involves a lot... If the county king and him There is no friendship, it is better to have less communication."

The two had worked together for many years, and Fu Jiuqu was kind to Wei Mao, and he didn't want Fu Jiuqu to be involved in the case of Prince Pingyuan.

Therefore, this sentence can be regarded as a wake-up call.

Fu Jiuqu smiled softly, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the Secretary of the Imperial City."

Xin Yi glanced at the coldness in his eyes, coughed lightly, and said to Wei Mao with a smile: "It's my fault, I got angry with my husband a few days ago, and deducted his expenses, which made him tight. The king of the county took a fancy to a painting in his other courtyard, so he transferred it to him..."

Wei Mao didn't say a word.

Xin Yi sighed again with a laugh, "Hey, let me just say, no wonder the king of Pingyuan County is so rich, and the price is 1 taels. It turns out that this kind of business is what they do..."

In the Northern Song Dynasty, there were already gunpowder-based weapons, such as igniter, fire thorn, igniter ball, etc. However, gunpowder was mostly used in fireworks for entertainment, so that fireworks and puppets were popular, but the development of firearms was very slow. .But the slowness does not mean that there is no gunpowder. Because of the high-explosive and high-combustibility of black powder, the Northern Song Dynasty also strictly controlled the raw materials. Except for government-run workshops, private individuals were not allowed to manufacture and sell gunpowder.

I don't know if Prince Pingyuan is willing to take the risk simply for money or for other purposes.

Wei Mao didn't say anything, and they couldn't ask further questions.

Xin Yi glanced at Fu Jiuqu and said with a smile:
"The king of the county is currently staying at home and will not interfere with the affairs of the court. It's just a coincidence. Two days ago, I heard from a patient in the pharmacy that Yulin Lane is always haunted. Ghost, fly from this yard to that yard..."

After a pause, she said nervously before Wei Mao could speak.

"It's strange to say that since I heard about this incident, I always have nightmares at night. When I close my eyes, I see the ghost in white... The county king sent someone to investigate, but I didn't expect to come across the imperial city. manage."

After finishing speaking, she threw the question to Wei Mao again, "I don't know if Mr. Wei has heard about this matter, and does he have any explanation?"

Seeing her seriousness, the corner of Fu Jiuqu's mouth twitched slightly.

Wei Mao laughed.

"Don't be afraid of the princess of the county. Wei has also heard about this. Now there is a clue that the prince of Pingyuan built an adobe house in the back house to make gunpowder. There are no ghosts in white clothes, but there are some pretending to be ghosts..."

He bowed his hands to Fu Jiuqu again.

"I'll report it to the county king when I have evidence."

Fu Jiuqu returned the salute, but said nothing.

Wei Mao sat for a while, said something about the Imperial City Secretary, and left after about a cup of tea.

Fu Jiuqu snorted, a little unhappy.

"Is this to keep me out of it?"

Xin Yi frowned, "Then shall we still check?"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her, "What are you looking for? It's obvious that this matter is already underway. We just need to see how the emperor will deal with it. Hmph! Since ancient times, ordinary people have been imprisoned for stealing a chicken. What did the emperor's relatives do? Things, some people come out to wipe their asses."

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Speaking of which, he was also born with a golden spoon in his mouth. It is not easy to have such an awareness, and he should be encouraged.

"Okay. The Imperial City Secretary is investigating, so it's none of our business. Let's make trouble with him."

She glanced at Fu Jiuqu.

"For a while, you concentrate on researching medicine, lest you go to Yangzhou and have nothing ready."

Fu Jiuqu: "That's okay, it's just...are you sure you want to go to Yangzhou? Isn't it good in Beijing?"

Xin Yi smiled quietly, "Since it's Brother Jiu's idea, there must be his intentions. I must go to Yangzhou."

Fu Jiuqu coughed lightly: "Then what if the emperor changes his mind?"

Xin Yi looked sideways at him, and always felt that his expression had changed from before. After careful observation, she couldn't tell what changed, but his eyebrows were clearly friendly and gentle, so she added a little more smile.

"You go to face the saint. I believe you will have a way."

"..."

Fu Jiuqu felt that he was the medicine puppet in her hand, and he had to hit wherever she pointed.

I only hate that the system is not here, otherwise he will have the final say in this world, not to mention making the emperor obey, even if she obeys her words, it is not impossible...

　It's not good to be entangled with this yang disease, and I suddenly had a stomachache today. I will go back and correct these two chapters.

　　Fu Jiuqu: It's simple, let my wife give you two injections, the medicine will kill you...

　　Er Jin: Don't, the medicine can cure the disease, but it's fine if the medicine reaches the life.

　　Xin Yi: Bitch!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)