Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Hearing that his stay up late was discovered, Zong Luo slid off to the hospital as quickly as he had smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

The Third Prince's Mansion is naturally like an iron barrel to the outside world, and no news can be spread.

But in the face of today's saints, that's not necessarily the case.

Not to mention the two imperial physicians who were bestowed upon him, Director Liao, who had an excellent relationship with Yuan Jia, was also an old man who served Emperor Yuan at the beginning.

As long as Emperor Yuan thought about it, he would know what happened in the Third Prince's Mansion.

Zong Luo was not surprised.

Ever since the Rong family's rebellion caused the entire imperial city to be seriously damaged, Emperor Yuan has taken precautions and even created an intelligence organization like Dongchang that directly belongs to the emperor, but it was filled with dead men and secret guards. , the division of responsibilities is also very simple. Except for Emperor Yuan himself, no one else knows where these people are squatting every day, and what secrets they have discovered.

Anyway, as far as Zong Luo's own secrets are concerned, no one else wants to know except him.

He has nothing to see.

Zongluo ordered an acupuncture point for himself on the way, and followed the servant to the Tai Hospital.

As soon as I came in, I heard someone coming to report.

"The Imperial Physician! His Royal Highness Ninth fainted again in the palace!"

The old doctor with all white hair and beard blew his beard and stared: "Why are you here again? The old man said that His Highness Ninth Highness is clearly fine. He has no cold or disease, but his voice is a little hoarse. Just sit and sit for more."

The thief-eyed inner servant didn't care, and continued to make up his mind: "Your Highness, since he said that he is uncomfortable, go and see it! If it is delayed, can you be responsible?"

He was bossy, and looked like a villain.

Zong Hongjiu is now confined in the palace, there is nothing to do, and he does not dare to send someone to intercede in front of Emperor Yuan, but he can only do his best to pretend, hoping to gain some attention.

The ninth prince is favored in the palace, and he can't even carry these servants.

Killing one or two subordinates on weekdays is not a problem at all.

"So arrogant, do you really think the Tai Hospital is a place where you can mess around?"

The old doctor's face became more and more ugly.

In his life, he hated two kinds of people the most, one is the person who is rambunctious, and the other is the person who pretends to be sick without being sick. It happened that Zong Hongjiu had both.

Zong Hongjiu has come over every day for the past few days to ask for an imperial doctor, and everyone has a lot of criticism after returning, but it is not easy to offend him, so he took some medicine symbolically.

Now it is the head of the oldest imperial physician.

"Okay, how dare you disobey His Highness's order!"

The waiter screamed, and was kicked from behind inadvertently.

Zong Luo lightly withdrew his feet and said with his hands behind his back: "I don't know, when will the servants in the palace be able to yell at the imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital and point fingers?"

The old doctor's face turned from cloudy to sunny: "Three Highness."

As soon as he heard this voice, the inner servant didn't dare to be arrogant, and even ran away.

They were also arrogant in the palace. If they really wanted to meet such a powerful prince, they were all running faster than the other, and they didn't dare to put more farts.

"Thank you, Your Highness." The old doctor snorted in the direction of the servant's departure, and took Zong Luo to the interior of the hospital.

Zong Luo was a little curious about what Zong Hongjiu had done, so that he could be banned by Emperor Yuan twice in less than a month. But it's not a big deal, and it's not worth asking.

What followed was a two-hour golden acupuncture treatment.

The old imperial doctor was Emperor Yuan's imperial physician, and his golden acupuncture technique made him masterful.

The hospital was dyed with a drowsy incense, and the medicine boys walked in with unknown objects, and every procedure was extremely cumbersome.

Zong Luo was lying on the bed, feeling the sieve around his eyes, and fell asleep again after being bored.

After waking up, the old doctor just closed the needle: "Your Highness, open your eyes and see, is it better?"

Zong Luo completed his sleep supplementation this time, and his whole person was in a lot of energy, and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was almost taken aback.

Because of Guigu's point of acupuncture, he opened his eyes in darkness and couldn't see anything.

As a result, after a period of treatment with golden needles, there was actually a faint glow.

Zongluo: ""

He forgot about it.

Originally, the meridians that were created by humans were retrograde. If one day a gold needle was inserted into it, wouldn't he be sure of the pot?

So Zong Luo said against his heart: "I don't feel like there is any big difference."

The old doctor was shocked: "How is it possible? There is no improvement at all?"

Zong Luo covered his aching conscience and nodded slowly.

The old doctor took the needles and paced around the hospital, muttering to himself, "It shouldn't be, in theory, it's an old-fashioned way of taking so many medicines."

He asked again in disbelief: "Does your Highness really feel nothing at all?"

Zong Luo was silent for a while, feeling that he should not deceive the old doctor, so he reluctantly said: "Actually there is still a little bit."

"Oh, Your Highness doesn't have to comfort the old man!"

Who knew that the old doctor turned around twice, and suddenly became excited: "Yes, this old man has practiced medicine for decades, and this is the first time I see a patient like His Royal Highness who has no response after applying needles!"

It is said that doctors like patients with incurable diseases, but Zong Luo now feels like a guinea pig.

"It just so happens that the doctor and the sage will also enter the palace in two days. The old man has not seen this colleague. I have been fascinated for a long time. If he enters the palace, we can discuss the condition of His Highness."

The old doctor babbled, and finally seemed to remember something: "By the way, General Mu has been waiting for a long time. Today's treatment is over. Your Highness should go as soon as possible."

Zong Luo nodded.

As long as the doctor comes, he can control the time for his eyes to restore vision. Otherwise, it may be useless to apply acupuncture several times.

As soon as he walked out of the Imperial Hospital, Mu Yuanlong, who was standing beside him, clasped his fists and saluted, "Your Highness."

Two days earlier, Zong Luo had made an appointment with Mu Yuanlong to meet him in the palace today.

"Let's go."

Entering the palace today, he has to take Zong Ruichen out.

It's just that Zong Luoshang replied that he had asked Zong Ruichen to go to Xuanqi to practice for a while, so he also called Mu Yuanlong and made arrangements.

As soon as he arrived in the cold palace, Zong Ruichen, who had already packed his luggage, trotted over: "Third brother!"

Seeing his excited expression, Zong Luo knew that he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, so he touched his head: "Have you finished cleaning up?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then let's go."

Just after taking two steps, Zong Luo remembered Emperor Yuan's instructions, so he had to ask Mu Yuanlong to take Zong Ruichen to visit the Xuanqi Barracks, and then turned around and went to Zhanggong.

There is no snow today, and the fiery sunset hangs in the west, and the flaming clouds are stacked together.

The entrance of the Zhang Palace was silent, and only the palace servants were seen from a distance.

As soon as the prince in white stepped into the hall, Emperor Yuan, who was reviewing the memorial, stopped writing: "Here you come?"

Zong Luo thought about it for a while, but still reported the matter of taking Zong Ruichen away.

"up to you."

Sure enough, Emperor Yuan didn't care and said: "You are the eldest brother now, you are in charge of these matters, what are you going to report to me?"

He didn't hide his disregard for Zong Ruichen at all, and he didn't even want to ask any more questions.

At the same time as a father, he is also the master of the country, the supreme in the world. In addition to his favorite heir, the other princes are more like a make-up.

"Come early in three days, don't let me invite you."

The floor lamp was lit in the Zhang Palace, which made Emperor Yuan's stern face look a little more tired.

Zong Luo replied in a low voice, and slowly backed out.

Yuan Jia took the order and sent the third prince from Zhang Palace to the palace gate as usual.

On the way, he vaguely reminded: "His Royal Highness, it will be His Majesty's birthday in a few days. Last year's birthday was not arranged, but this year, the old slaves are working overtime to prepare, and a palace banquet will be held in the palace at night. , you must remember to come."

Although His Majesty didn't specifically order it, but they, the servants, had no choice but to say it.

Zong Luo hesitated: "This is not very good."

Although he now lives in the Third Prince's Mansion, he has not recovered his identity on the bright side.

The palace banquet invited all the court officials, the royal family, the concubines in the palace, the sons and young ladies of noble families. The rest of the people who are not identified are not eligible to enter the venue at all.

"His Royal Highness, what are you talking about?" Yuan Jia said: "If you don't come, Your Majesty will blame it, and this old slave can't afford it."

It is. Zongluo remembered Yuandi's erratic and elusive temper recently, and thought it was better to take insurance. In any case, it is a supplementary birthday.

just a birthday gift

Zongluo returned to the house, patted Yebai's head, and took it to the stable to eat.

Zhao Yebai's appetite is very unreasonable, and the ordinary horse grass can't satisfy him at all.

After returning to the study, Zongluo asked his servants to call Steward Liao and asked, "Are there any precious medicinal materials or delicate objects that have been obtained recently in the storeroom of the mansion?"

When Steward Liao heard the words, he brought the booklet to record and pointed it to Zong Luo.

Although it shows that he is not favored on the surface, there is never a shortage of good things in the mansion of the Third Prince.

After winning the battle, the reward that should be given will only be more or less. Even after Zong Luoming's face died, the things that were sealed at the beginning were not sealed in the emperor's tomb and buried, but were placed in the mansion.

In addition, the house does not raise idlers, nor does it marry concubines or concubines, and the expenses and expenses on weekdays are not too large. From this perspective, it is actually quite considerable.

"That's all, pack it in a brocade box."

Zong Luo glanced down and picked out some decent things.

For example, the 10,000-year-old ginseng that I got from somewhere in a certain year, although it is a little new, it is definitely enough to give away.

After Steward Liao left with the booklet, Zong Luo sat back on the ground and rubbed his temples.

He didn't intend to give the unfinished Shenlong Jade.

Anyway, you can't go wrong with anything you send, just deal with it like this, it doesn't matter.

Soon, someone knocked on the door again.

"Enter."

This time, the little servant who came in came in.

He whispered, "Your Highness, Young Master Ye asks to see you."

This Young Master Ye is also really stubborn.

I was so badly injured last night, and when I woke up today, I was clamoring to see His Highness. The servants said that His Royal Highness had entered the palace, but he still didn't believe it, so he stood upright in front of the palace for a long time before fainting again, and now he wakes up.

Zong Luo couldn't understand why Ye Linghan insisted on seeing him.

But see you.