Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 645
It was snowing heavily outside the hall, and Funing Gate was still putting out the fire.

With a bang, the door of the inner hall opened and closed again.

Fu Jiuqu looked at Li Fu, who looked anxious, and said coldly: "Knowing that the official's illness violates harmony, they are arguing outside, and their intentions are to be punished. Eunuch Li, the official's oral order prohibits verbal disputes in the Funing Hall. Violators will be served by court staff."

Li Fu let out an ah and looked at him without saying a word.

Fu Jiuqu only pretended that he heard it, and continued: "Order the servants in the palace to put out the fire within a quarter of an hour, and those who violate it will be served by the court staff."

"Ah... this, this... is the villain here to pass it on?"

"It's not you. Could it be me?" Fu Jiuqu looked at him, raised his chin, "Straighten your back."

Li Fu pursed his lips and straightened his back.

"That's right." Fu Jiuqu said: "Just go out like this, put up your airs, and think about how Yang Huaimin used to work? Yes, it's like this. Louder, tell them all to get out."

Li Fu looked at him bitterly.

With a bent back, the whole person collapsed again: "Small man, small man... dare not..."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes, "Don't you dare to order from the government? Father-in-law wants to be a handyman for the rest of his life? Don't want to share more with the government?"

"The villain thinks so, but, but..."

Fu Jiuqu turned sideways, opened the door of the inner hall, and said calmly, "Why don't you go in and ask the officials?"

Zhao Zhen coughed slightly from the hall.

"...go... pass on my word of mouth... make them... all shut up... get out of Funing Hall... I... haven't died yet..."

Li Fu's complexion paled a little, and he saluted, "Yes, villain, villain leads the order."

·
Seeing Li Fu go out tremblingly, Fu Jiuqu exchanged glances with the guards guarding the door.

"You cover me."

"Understood." The guard said: "Commander Wei will meet you at Donghua Gate."

The Imperial City Division is near the Donghua Gate, and it is most convenient to leave from there.However, if someone really notices that he has entered the capital, Donghuamen is also the most dangerous place.

Fu Jiuqu shook his head, "I'll leave from Xihua Gate."

·
The palace is heavily guarded, from the Daqing Hall to the Funing Hall are full of guards, not even a bird can fly out.

Fu Jiuqu followed the guards to go out. When he passed the corridor outside the Hall of Emperor's Rituals, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in front of him. Armored waist knives rubbed against each other in the dark night, and he could tell that there were many people coming.

The guard and Fu Jiuqu looked at each other.

"How to do?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Stand back!"

Before the voice fell, a soft shout suddenly came from behind.

"The chariot of the Palace of Kunning, who is in front? Don't give way!"

Guard: "..."

In front is a large number of forbidden soldiers who went to fight the fire, and behind is the guard of honor of Empress Cao.Caught on both sides, they have nowhere to escape.

Tension is like a hook tearing at the heart.

Plop, plop!
The guard clenched his fists tightly, as if he had been immobilized. Seeing the crowd approaching slowly, his brow was sweating, and he didn't move until his arm was grabbed by Fu Jiuqu, and he retreated to a dark corner against the wall.

Tap, tap, the sound of footsteps came into my ears clearly.

There was a strong sense of low pressure in the air.

The guard stared at the ground, looked at the shoes, wishing he could shrink into the cracks in the ground.

Fu Jiuqu stood against the wall, picked a stone with his fingers, and threw it in the direction of Empress Cao with all his strength.

"what!!"

A bearer staggered two steps amidst the screams, and fell forward.

The servant hurried forward to help, and a group of people screamed and shouted "saint".

The shoulders stopped.

The group of guards on the opposite side were also terrified when they heard the sound.The person in the lead rushed forward in three steps and two steps, the voice had arrived before the person arrived.

"saint!"

"Is the saint all right?"

That voice was Cao Yi.

"I'm fine." When Jianyu leaned forward, Empress Cao held the handle, and another maid came to hug her, and the bearer didn't fall to the ground instantly, so she was not injured, but was shocked by the sudden accident Jump.

"what's wrong with you?"

Cao Yi scolded the bearer with a cold face.

"If you fall a saint, how many lives do you have to pay?"

The man clutched his injured thigh and kept begging for mercy.

"The little man walked well, but he was hit by something..."

Before the man's voice fell, Cao Yi's gaze had already caught on to the side of the corridor of the palace wall. There was a tall figure standing on the side of the imperial guards, with his head lowered, he was still the tallest figure in the crowd.

His whole body was hidden in the dark, and he didn't look very much at first.But suddenly lights were lit in the courtyard of Huangyi Hall, and the light shone from the other side of the palace wall, just covering him who was standing by the side.

When the fire was lit, everyone looked at it together.

The man seemed unable to bear the direct firelight, turned sideways, raised his sleeves to cover his face.

Someone in the Palace of Imperial Instruments was asking, "What happened outside?"

Cao Yijun's face changed slightly, and he replied: "It's okay, the saint's bearer kicked his feet. Funing Hall is flooded, be careful of the candles—"

The people inside responded, and the lights gradually faded away.

Seeing that man hide behind the imperial army again, Cao Yi saluted Empress Cao.

"The Funing Hall has been on fire for quite a while, isn't the saint going to visit the official house?"

If you go to Funing Hall, you have to turn around.

Empress Cao looked at him quietly, showing a faint smile.

"Fukang just sent someone to report that his stomach hurts like twists and turns. I sent the doctor over, but I'm not very relieved. I'm going to have a look..."

Cao Yi smiled, "Since the eldest princess has been consulted by the imperial physician, I think there is nothing wrong with it. This place is not far from Funing Hall, why don't my sister go there with me, is it important to visit the official's house?"

Empress Cao glanced over and sighed for no reason.

"I won't go. I want to come to the official house and don't want to see me. It's important to put out the fire. You should take someone away first."

Cao Yi's lips moved. Under the piercing eyes of Empress Cao, his handsome face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head slowly, "I will carry the palanquin for the saint."

The night was dark, and the long corridor was chilly.

A gust of wind blew over, blowing Empress Cao's clothes erratically, and the hairpin rings on her hair collided slightly in the wind, making a few clear tinkling sounds.

Her eyes drifted across the crowd and closed casually.

"That's all. I'll go with you to Funing Hall to have a look."

Cao Yi heaved a sigh of relief, saluted, walked to the shoulder chariot, replaced the injured bearer, lifted the shoulder chariot, and waved vigorously at the group of imperial guards.

"You all keep up. Speed ​​up, be fast!"

The forbidden army replied loudly: "Yes."

The group turned around and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The guard's body went limp, and he fell on the palace wall. He touched his beating heart and let out a long breath, "Your Majesty, you scared your subordinates to death."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at the crowd leaving, "Let's go."

·
Coming out of the Xihua Gate, Fu Jiuqu went back to the Princess's mansion, it was already early morning.

The snow was getting heavier, Cheng Cang waited anxiously outside the mansion alone, he was finally relieved to see him coming.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Fu Jiuqu gave him a look, and climbed over the wall to enter.

It's like being a thief when you go back to your own home. This is something Fu Jiuqu never thought about before.

He didn't go back to Linqu Pavilion, but went to Fu'an Courtyard.

Usually at this point, Zhao Yuqing had already fallen asleep. He didn't have any hope at all, he just wanted to see his mother and left. Unexpectedly, the red lanterns hanging on the eaves during the New Year's Eve were still on, and the lights in the room were still on. , The mother's thin figure is revealed on the window paper.

Fu Jiuqu felt sore, went to the window and tapped twice.

"Mother, the unfilial son is back to see you."

The door opened with a creak, and the long wind picked up Zhao Yuqing's fur cloak. With the support of Mrs. Qian, she ran over in a hurry, and saw her son standing in the wind and snow, crying and laughing with tears in her eyes.

"You scoundrel, why did you come back? Eleventh, you left her and Xianyu in Yangzhou? You, how dare you? Go back to Beijing without edict, do you know how big a crime this is?"

If you talk about deceiving the emperor at a big level, at the very least, you will leave your post without authorization.

Fu Jiuqu didn't take it seriously, and laughed with a broken jar.

"It's okay. It's a big deal to demote again."

Zhao Yuqing coughed twice, kept patting the snow foam off his body, and then turned to call Pozi Qian, "Go get some hot water to wash Master Jiu."

Qian Pozi's eyes were stained with tears, her face was full of smiles, and she kept responding.

Zhao Yuqing said again: "Go yourself, don't disturb others."

Mrs. Qian nodded her head incessantly, "I understand, I understand. Ninth Master, please sit down in the Warm Pavilion. Look at this place, it's so cold, your face is turning pale."

Fu Jiuqu supported Zhao Yuqing to walk in, and answered her questions obediently.Zhao Yuqing's face was full of the joy of reunion after a long absence, her eyes fell on her son's face and she couldn't bear to look away.

However, when the door was closed, the loving mother immediately turned her face down.

"Your Majesty!"

Fu Jiuqu was startled, "Mother?"

Zhao Yuqing's face darkened slightly, "Kneel down!"

Fu Jiuqu knelt down silently and looked up at his mother Qingjian.

"The child is unfilial, and the mother is troubled..."

"Hmph!" Zhao Yuqing sneered: "I eat well and live comfortably, and live a very comfortable life. Why do I suffer?"

As she said that, she gave Fu Jiuqu a cold look, "I think you are exhausted, don't you? Guess that Mrs. Mei made you worry about it a lot. It seems that you are so skinny and you are dark. It's eleven." You, don't care about you..."

Fu Jiuqu: ...

　Fu Jiuqu: Eleven doesn't want me, why does my mother gloat?don't know.

　　Xin Yi: Hehehe, only women understand women, and men stand aside.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)