Chapter 137: Sending You to the Sky (5)

After being caught throwing away the medicine, Shen Minghuan only felt guilty for a second, and then immediately raised his head confidently.

He spoke plausibly: "Imperial physician, you also know that there are many people who want Gu's life. Gu feels that this medicine must have been poisoned, otherwise how could Hua'er become like this? You go back first, and Gu will conduct a thorough investigation of the house. Just drink medicine!”

Doctor He had no expression on his face, "Sir, my medical skills are quite good. I can tell whether the medicine is poisonous or not."

He took a few steps forward and handed the medicine bowl to Shen Minghuan, "Besides, I cooked this medicine myself."

Seeing Shen Minghuan's depressed expression, he added: "I didn't leave during the whole process."

Shen Minghuan was speechless. He couldn't say that Dr. He was also suspected of poisoning. Even if it was a joke, it would be too hurtful.

So Shen Minghuan could only struggle to his death: "Mr. He, Doctor He, Doctor He, I will drink it alone. Can you put it on the table and drink it alone for a while?"

Doctor He also had a headache when he saw his pitiful appearance: "Master, you can bear the pain when you are sick, why can't you drink the bitter medicine?"

The chicken soup didn't taste good and Shen Minghuan couldn't even drink it.

Shen Minghuan explained seriously: "Physician, this is not a question of whether it is bitter or not. It is bitter and spicy, spicy and pantothenic, and it is sour and nauseating... Do you understand?"

"I understand, but you still have to drink." Doctor He looked at him straightly, as if he would not leave until he finished drinking.

Prince Shen, who was unruly and disrespectful to the emperor, was trying to please Dr. He, like a mouse meeting a cat.

He tried to argue from a theoretical point of view: "Miracle doctor, the recent medicine has become more and more unpleasant to drink. I feel that it is not suitable for people to drink at all."

Doctor He glanced at him, picked up the tea cup on the table, poured a small cup of medicine and drank it.

He smiled slightly: "I will try your medicine after it is cooked."

"...It's not necessary." Shen Minghuan responded nonchalantly, and had no choice but to take the medicine bowl tremblingly, drink it all in one gulp, and then wilt instantly visible to the naked eye.

He looked at the flowers on the window sill that were suffering from the same illness, and said sorry again in his heart.

Doctor He handed over a jar of preserves and said, "Good medicine tastes bitter."

Shen Minghuan turned around with candied fruit in her mouth.

Doctor He shook his head helplessly and took away the medicine bowl and used tea cup on the table to prevent Shen Minghuan from feeling uncomfortable.

——Although he doesn’t know why some people feel uncomfortable just by looking at Chinese medicine.

Doctor He glanced at Sui Qing, who was kneeling by the door, and walked past him carelessly to go out, "Sir, I'll come back tomorrow to watch you drink medicine."

Shen Minghuan stuffed another candied fruit into his mouth.

He paid so much for his mission in this small world!

"Do you like kneeling very much?" Shen Minghuan had not yet recovered from the bowl of medicine, and her tone was a little sluggish.

Suiqing didn't know how to answer.

He had never learned this question before, so he could only hesitate and said: "Subordinate..."

He "subordinated" for a long time.

Shen Minghuan sighed, "If it were Nie Shiyun, he would have stood up now - this sentence is not asking you to answer, it is asking you to stand up."

"Master, won't you punish your subordinates?" Sui Qing asked in a low voice.

He was very accustomed to various punishments.

Whether it was because of his rude intrusion just now or because of his informing Emperor Yan, he should be punished.

Shen Minghuan sat up straight.

Sui Qing's conditioned reflex also made him kneel more upright. He had never been so fearful and yet so willing to wait for the verdict.

Shen Minghuan asked: "Are you literate?"

Suiqing almost thought he heard wrongly, and he tentatively replied: "I know a little bit."

Shen Minghuan stood up, walking lazily.

He was still ill, so he appeared even weaker.

He picked a few books from the bookshelf and said, "After reading them this month, ask me if I don't understand anything."

Reading is a privilege.

Papermaking was already available in this era, but printing was not yet mature, and books were still expensive and beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It took a long time for Sui Qing to respond in a low voice, "Yes."

Shen Minghuan retracted his chair again, "So, do you like kneeling?"

The master had to answer questions, but Sui Qing was stunned for a moment and stood up carefully.

He quietly raised his eyes to look at Shen Minghuan. There was a smile on the man's lips and his eyebrows were crescent.

Just like a warm breeze blowing, there is endless spring in an instant, gentle and lingering.

Sui Qing unconsciously curled her lips.

*

After another long journey, the mission finally returned to Yong Kingdom.

Nie Shiyun didn't know what his psychology was, but he deliberately avoided Shen Minghuan's actions when reporting back, but he couldn't stand the fact that there were other civil servants in the mission.

Emperor Yong was so frightened by Shen Minghuan's various disrespectful actions that he broke into a cold sweat, and then became furious, "This traitor almost destroyed our century-old foundation of the Yong Kingdom!"

Shen Minghuan had no sense of existence before, and no one in the court spoke for him, but I don't know if it was a blessing in disguise, but now no one is adding insult to injury.

After all, although he became the prince, it was still unclear whether he would survive until the day he returned to his country.

Emperor Yong was still thinking: "If I had known, I should have strangled him to death when he was born. If I had known, I should not have let him go..."

Now the ministers can't watch the show with peace of mind. If Shen Minghuan is not allowed to go, wouldn't it be possible that the prince they secretly choose will fall on him?

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also thinking about the Yong Kingdom. If he really bows down and bows down, wouldn't it be a joke to everyone in the world?"

"Yes, yes, the prince is the crown prince of our country. When the two countries enter into an alliance, they need to be tougher..."

Nie Shiyun opened his mouth to say something, but when he turned around and saw the flattering and exaggerated faces of these people, he suddenly felt very boring.

After going to court, he escaped from his grandfather's clutches and rushed out of the hall first.

He always loved to play and make trouble, and often disappeared after going to court. Nie Ge looked at his back and shook his head helplessly, not taking it to heart.

Nie Shiyun looked around, chose an unobtrusive corner, and picked up a little eunuch who was sweeping the floor.

The eunuch looked down and out. It was clear that the clothes in the palace were dressed according to the tenth day of the year, but the clothes on his body had been washed and turned white.

The cuffs were missing, exposing his bruised wrists, and the trouser legs were too long. He rolled them up loosely and swayed to the ground with the heavy work.

The eunuch was also very timid, and even when Nie Shiyun called him over, he was trembling with fear.

He held the broom, lowered his head and kept begging for mercy: "Sir, please forgive me, please forgive me..."

He is extremely skilled and fluent, and at first glance, he seems to have been bullied a lot.

Nie Shiyun knew that there was always filth in the palace, and the most tortured in the palace strife were the maids and eunuchs. He couldn't bear it: "Don't be afraid, I'm just going to ask a question, do you know where Nan Huaijin is?"

The eunuch seemed to pause for a moment, then trembled even more fiercely, "Sir, what are you doing with Nan Huaijin?"

"Help me tell you something." Nie Shiyun kindly advised, "Don't ask so many questions. The more you know about the palace, the more dangerous it will be."

Although it looks like a threat, in the conscience of heaven and earth, he really has good intentions.

Nan Huaijin Benjin: "..."

He raised his head and asked calmly: "General Nie, what are you talking about?"

Nie Shiyun's shocked eyes seemed to have seen a huge transformation into a living person.

In fact, it was almost the same. No one would connect the little eunuch who kept his head down and couldn't speak clearly with the person in front of him.

He was still wearing the white, ill-fitting eunuch's clothes, but he no longer looked cramped and nondescript as before, instead he had a free and unrestrained look of a freehand landscape.

Only then did Nie Shiyun realize that this man was very good-looking.

His body is tall and straight, as indestructible as bamboo, his brows are clear and jade-like, and he has the elegance and elegance of the world.

"You, you..." Nie Shiyun was incoherent.

Nan Huaijin calmly analyzed: "You want to ask me how I know you? In fact, it is not difficult to guess. There are not many military attachés of this age, and with this kind of character, there is no one else but you."

"General Nie, I am Nan Huaijin. What message does His Highness the Crown Prince ask you to bring?"

Nie Shiyun was shocked: "I didn't mention the prince just now, did I?"

"Anyone who can give General Nie a message can go directly to the younger one, unless he is unable to enter the palace, or is not in the Yong Kingdom at all, and the general escorted the Crown Prince to the Yan Kingdom and just returned."

Nan Huaijin looked at him: "General, please speak frankly."

"Wait, wait." Nie Shiyun ignored his image and squatted down with his head in his hands, his eyes a little dull.

He had lost his soul and only relied on his physical instincts to murmur: "Your Highness said that the day will dawn, the road is very long, and many people are walking..."

What he said was confusing, and after Nan Huaijin thought about it for a moment, he roughly understood what he meant.

If Nan Huaijin, who was full of panic when he first entered the palace, heard these words seven years ago, he would probably be encouraged.

But seven years later, Nan Huaijin's pride and edges have been smoothed away, and he no longer has the same passion as before. There is an aging soul trapped in his still young body.

He was only wary when he heard this.

Nan Huaijin didn't trust anyone. Even if he wanted to deliver news or make suggestions to the fourth prince, he would still look fearful and cowardly.

He is a shame of the Nan family that Shen Wei would feel happy to see. He is afraid of death and pain. He has no bottom line in order to survive. He has a lowliness and lowliness that is most unlike the Nan family.

But how did the prince know?

After all, Nan Huaijin was not considered a eunuch and could not enter the harem, and Shen Minghuan, who was not taken seriously, had no chance to come to the former court.

Nan Huaijin was sure that he had never met the former fifth prince, so where did this man come from to know him?

"I understand, general. Does the general have any other instructions?" Nan Huaijin lowered his eyes.

Nie Shiyun, who was holding his head, wailed, "Don't be a little kid, I am the little one. But do you understand? What does your Highness mean?"

Nan Huaijin was silent for a moment, "Just some encouragement."

Grandpa, I will definitely do what you taught me.

I will revive the Yong Kingdom, I will make the people have enough food and clothing, and I will not hesitate to sacrifice myself.

No matter how long the road is, I will keep walking.

Even if you can't see the dawn.

"Oh, by the way." Nie Shiyun jumped up, and he remembered the next words very clearly: "His Highness also said that the Yan Kingdom has no successor, and the Jin Kingdom is busy trying to seize the legitimate heir, so don't worry."

Nan Huaijin's hand on the broom tightened, "General, can you tell me about the prince? What happened on the way?"

Nie Shiyun nodded.

He felt that there was nothing to hide, since many people knew about it anyway, and His Highness the Crown Prince obviously treated this person very differently.

Nan Huaijin listened attentively and asked for details from time to time.

It took a lot of time to finish this paragraph. Foreign ministers cannot stay in the palace for a long time. Nie Shiyun left in a hurry: "Nan Huaijin, His Highness asked me to take care of you. If you need anything, please tell me directly. After the court tomorrow morning, I’m still here to find you.”

Nan Huaijin watched his back disappear around the corner, slowly left the corner, and lowered his head.