Chapter 510
The imperial doctor was deeply terrified, "Your majesty, the ministers are incompetent, and the emperor has been suffering from illness."
"I don't blame you, maybe I have committed too many crimes." The emperor smiled, saying so, but his expression was completely different.
Do evil? The emperor can say this himself, but others can't guess a word.
"You said, can I be cured?" the emperor asked the imperial doctor.
The imperial doctor said: "The emperor's blessings are as good as the sky..."
"Don't talk about the scene, I want to know the facts."
The imperial doctor secretly groaned inwardly. Didn't he already know the truth?
"Say it!" the emperor raised his voice and asked sharply.
The imperial doctor hurriedly said: "According to what Wang Hao said, the emperor's condition is under control now, as long as the medicine is stopped and the needles are continued, I think there will be no serious problems."
"Continue to give acupuncture?" The emperor frowned, "Have you watched her give acupuncture so many times, but still haven't grasped the essentials?"
"Acupuncture and moxibustion is really a profound knowledge, which cannot be understood at first sight."
The emperor thought about it for a while, and said: "How about this, I will let the princess teach you the art of acupuncture and moxibustion after you are familiar with it, and you all study hard for me. You don't want to learn everything, it is very good if you know half of it."
The imperial doctor was overjoyed, "If this is the case, it is really a blessing for the ministers."
However, the imperial doctor was a little worried immediately, "But, will the princess be willing?"
The emperor smiled slowly, "I also want to know whether what she said is the truth or a lie. If she excuses herself, it will prove that she is telling a lie. If she promises straight away, it will be somewhat credible." of."
The imperial doctor looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.
But the emperor waved his hand, "Go out, and someone will tell the princess to come over."
Zi'an was on a revolving door today, coming in and out. Not long after she left, the emperor sent her back again, but it can be seen from this that the emperor was indeed uneasy.
"Your Majesty!" Zi'an entered the hall and stood with his hands down.
The emperor had a good look on his face, "Princess, I have something to ask you."
"Excuse me, Your Majesty," Zi'an said.
"Who did you learn from in acupuncture and moxibustion?" the emperor asked.
"Back to the emperor, it was taught by the old prince Anran." Zi'an lied without blushing at all, but it was not a lie, because the golden needle technique was indeed passed on to the old prince Anran by Wen Yi. In this way, she can be regarded as a teacher of the old prince Anran.
But I dare not say that she and Old Prince An Ran are of the same generation, and have been taught by Wen Yi.
The emperor was startled, "Old Prince Anran? Is it him?"
"Exactly!" Zi'an said.
The emperor didn't expect it to be the old prince An Ran, and after a little surprise, he asked: "The old prince An Ran taught, is it the golden needle technique?"
"Yes!"
The emperor was shocked, "It turned out to be golden needle technique. I have been famous for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be real golden needle technique. No wonder it is so powerful."
Zi'an smiled, but didn't speak.
The emperor said: "When the old prince An Ran taught you the golden needle technique, did he ever say that you are not allowed to pass it on?"
"Never," Zi'an could somewhat understand the emperor's mind, "Medical skills have no boundaries, and their mission is to cure diseases and save people. As long as golden acupuncture can help patients, anyone who is interested can come and learn."
The emperor smiled, "That's very good. Starting tomorrow, when you have time, you can teach the imperial doctors how to learn golden needles. My medical skills in Da Zhou are too backward, far inferior to that of Liang Guo, because the famous doctors stick to their sects." , medical skills cannot be passed on.”
When the emperor said this, he kept staring at Zi'an, not letting go of any expression on her face.
Zi'an didn't hesitate at all, and said: "This is a good thing, as long as the imperial doctors are willing to learn, I can teach anyone."
The emperor looked at her, "Aren't you afraid of teaching them and threatening you?"
"How could this threaten me? I don't rely on medical treatment to make money to support myself. Isn't this still living on the imperial court?" Zian laughed, as if what he said was extremely absurd.
These words are also tantamount to mocking the emperor for treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Seeing her agreeing, the emperor looked a little unnatural, "Well, you just agree, you go first."
"Yes!" Zi Anfu withdrew.
After leaving Xiwei Palace, Zian was not in a relaxed mood. Just now everyone was smiling, but everyone was hiding a ghost, a ghost who suspected each other.
The snow was getting bigger and bigger. Zian was walking in the snow, and there were fine snowflakes under his feet. When he stepped on it, he made a "squeak" sound.
Xiaosun came forward with an umbrella and said softly, "Princess, it's snowing heavily, take care to keep cold."
Zian smiled wryly, "Xiao Sun, my heart is really cold now."
The emperor asked her to teach the golden needle technique to the imperial doctors. She would be very happy if it was in the past, but she really doesn't like medicine being labeled as a conspiracy. The emperor wants the golden needle technique of the imperial medicine to control his illness. , the next step is to ask her to teach how to make a fake face.
She is happy to teach medical skills, and to teach these things, but behind these things, there is more than simplicity.
"Princess, when others make my heart cold, I can keep myself warm, and I don't need to rely on others to warm me." Xiao Sun suddenly said a very philosophical sentence.
Zian put his arms around Xiaosun's shoulders, "Xiaosun, you have really grown up."
Xiaosun smiled honestly, "No matter how old you are, you're still the concubine's servant?"
"When you grow up, you will marry, have children, have your own family, and have your own life."
"No, Xiaosun doesn't marry!" Xiaosun raised his head and said stubbornly.
"Stupid child!" Zi'an laughed, "Girls have to marry, have their own family, and have someone who loves them."
"Xiao Sun will never meet a man who treats him well. Even if he marries, the future husband will have three wives and four concubines. Since he can't be single-minded, why should Xiao Sun settle down?"
Zian was stunned, he didn't expect such words to come out of the old-fashioned Xiaosun's mouth.
For a while, I didn't know what to say.
Xiao Sun's words also made her realize her own luck. If she met other men, if she fell in love with other men, I'm afraid her whole life here would be a tragedy.
In contrast, she would rather be like this now. Although she is constantly plotting and calculating, the person she loves also loves herself wholeheartedly.
Thinking of this, her whole body seemed to be pumped with chicken blood, and she cheered up.
Everything, wait for the uproar at night.
Tonight is a night of assassination, God knows how many killers will die tonight.
Xiehan Tower and Suyue Tower sent a group of people tonight, all of them were blood-stained and murderous Wang Yang thieves. After a "friendly" meeting with them, the Night King gave them poison, and They also bit one in their mouth. If they can break out of the tight encirclement, it is their fate. They can come to get the antidote. When the poison you take is poisonous, it will be horrible.
When these Wang Yang thieves saw that the Night King used a copycat as an experiment, they all saw that kind of death, and they would rather kill themselves by biting poison.
Everything is ready, just wait for the imperial concubine to give an order, and these people will go to Xiwei Palace and some clan houses of the royal family to carry out assassinations according to Ye Wang's order. Of course, Ye Wang has also arranged sufficient manpower for protection, and Strictly ordered the thieves to only hurt people and not their lives, otherwise, even if they survived, they would not get the antidote.