The two parties argued endlessly in the court. This time, the prince, King Cheng and King Yong unexpectedly agreed and all took the opposite side. Seeing his three sons defending Ye Ningyu in unison, Emperor Yu became more and more angry.

Vomited blood again.

The people outside had no idea what was going on in the court. They only knew that there would be a debate in Qingfeng Tower tomorrow.

All the young masters of the Ye family were gnashing their teeth in the Ye Mansion. Even Ye Anshu, who had always disliked reading, shut himself up in the study and studied hard, writing dozens of pages. Half of them were arguments citing classics.

The other half of the word is... a curse word.

His original words were, "Tomorrow I will talk when I am in a good mood, and scold when I am in a bad mood. I don't believe that anyone in this big city dares to scold me! Those who slander my eldest sister, I will drown them with my spit!"

Just when students all over the capital city were ready to take action, an even more sensational news came that night.

Mr. Lan, the great scholar from the Six Kingdoms, is coming to the capital city!

The news came that night. I don’t know where it started. Anyway, it spread all the way to teahouses, restaurants, streets and alleys in the capital city, and finally to the palace.

There are rumors that Mr. Lan will arrive in the capital city early tomorrow morning, but most people don't believe it. It is said that Mr. Lan has given many lectures in Liang Yan and other countries with prosperous literary styles over the years, and occasionally goes to the Southern Tang Dynasty, but he has never come.

Passed through the State of Yu.

That night, the students in Dadu City stayed up all night.

Also awake were the people in the Siyi Pavilion.

At night, in a room in the South Garden of Siyi Pavilion, Mei Zhihui's eyes moved as she was about to take a rest, and the sound of slight footsteps came faintly.

Mei Zhihui didn't know kung fu, but her hearing and alertness were excellent. She almost immediately noticed something was wrong, someone had broken into Nanyuan.

"Who!" Mei Zhihui looked outside the room warily.

No one answered, and after a long time, a dark figure faintly appeared on the window. The man was wearing a hood, and the outline of his face could not be seen clearly.

"Special Envoy Mei." The person outside the window spoke slowly, it was a man's voice.

"Who are you? You can break into the Siyi Pavilion without permission!" Mei Zhihui was a little stunned.

Not only was the Siyi Pavilion heavily guarded, but he also brought many guards from Yan State. But when this person broke in, none of his guards came to report.

"Envoy Mei, there is no need to be nervous. I will not harm you. I just want to make a deal with you."

"What deal?" Mei Zhihui slowly moved to the window. She had no intention of opening the door, and obviously the people outside the window had no intention of breaking in.

"As far as I know, your eldest grandson of the Emperor of Yan Kingdom has been sick all year round. Although he has turned nineteen this year, he has not been able to withstand any wind and rain. He has not even left the capital of Yan Kingdom. Is that right?"

Mei Zhihui's drooping hands clenched tightly, and her face changed in an instant. But soon, she regained her composure and sneered. "Where did you hear this rumor? Who are you?

"

The person outside the window smiled slightly, "Since Special Envoy Mei said this is just a rumor, I made a mistake when I inquired about it. I also said that I would help the emperor's eldest grandson to treat his illness, but now it seems that it was unnecessary for me. So, I will take my leave."

"

After that, the figure will disappear from the window.

"Stop!" Mei Zhihui shouted. "This Siyi Pavilion is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!"

The people outside the window chuckled again, seemingly not taking Mei Zhihui's threat to heart. "Since I can come, do you think you can still stop me?"

Mei Zhihui didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, she slowly spoke. "You...are a doctor?"

The person outside the window did not answer her question, "If it is treated, he can live. If it is not treated, your emperor's eldest grandson will not live for three years."

Mei Zhihui clenched her fists tighter, "Why are you so sure? Let alone whether my eldest grandson, the Emperor of Dayan, is ill. Even if he is unwell, my great doctors of Dayan, like the clouds, can't he be cured?"

"Is he weak and weak all year round, unable to blow wind and rain, and has to keep the stove burning in the house in summer? Is he coughing for a long time, and has heart palpitations every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, which makes him miserable? Is he pale and extremely lethargic, sleeping for three days in winter...

…”

The person outside the window mentioned many symptoms at once, which made Mei Zhihui become more and more frightened, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Why does he know so clearly about the emperor’s eldest grandson!

Everyone knows that the eldest grandson of the Emperor of Yan State has a fair face, good looks and talent, and a gentle and kind temperament, but they don't know that it is all because he was weak since he was a child.

In order to cure the disease, Emperor Yan and his wife almost secretly found all the miracle doctors, but there was nothing they could do. For nineteen years, they suppressed the disease and only mentioned the emperor Sun Xijing. They strictly selected his servants for him. The servants who served him were three generations old.

They are all confidants of the Yan royal family. In these years, the illness of the emperor's eldest grandson has been one of the biggest secrets of the Yan royal family.

Because every year on the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor's eldest grandson would suffer from heart palpitations, and Emperor Yan and his concubine would stay by his side at this time every year, so the royal family of the Yan Kingdom never held a Mid-Autumn Palace banquet.

The number of people who know this can be counted on one finger. But to the person outside the window, it seems as if these things have been experienced personally.

Who is this person? Why is he so scary! As a diplomatic ambassador, Mei Zhihui has never been as panicked as she is now when facing the emperors of various countries.

"You...who are you?"

The voice outside was still calm and calm, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether Special Envoy Mei is willing to do this business with me."

Mei Zhihui closed her eyes and seemed to be deep in thought. But soon, she opened her eyes. "What do you want?"

"I want Special Envoy Mei to give up the marriage proposal in Yu State and promise that Yan State will never participate in this matter."

Mei Zhihui was stunned. He guessed that the other party would want money or things, or Yan State's military defense secrets, or even want the life of a powerful person in Yan State. But he didn't expect that this was what he wanted.

Let the Yan Kingdom withdraw from the marriage-seeking camp... Could it be that this person is from the Shu Kingdom or Quanrong?

How could there be such an expert in their two countries?

"Okay!" Mei Zhihui said almost without thinking, "If you can cure this disease, our country, Yan, will no longer participate in the marriage proposal."

The people outside the window smiled even more, "Envoy Mei can be the master of Emperor Yan and the princess of Yan Kingdom?"

Mei Zhihui smiled, with a touch of pride on her face. "Since I can come to the Yu Kingdom, I represent Emperor Yan. What can I not do?"

"Refreshing!" The person outside the window was very satisfied. "I left two pills here. If the emperor's eldest grandson takes them, his drowsiness will be relieved. You can send them back and let him try them to clear up your doubts. The cure must be cured by medicine.

We have to wait until the marriage proposal is settled."

After saying that, the figure outside the window disappeared without realizing it.

Mei Zhihui was shocked, opened the door and walked out. Sure enough, she found a small bottle at the door with two pills inside.

Mei Zhihui looked at the endless silence of the night, her brows furrowed.

Before dawn, the students from Dadu City divided into two groups. One group guarded the west city gate, while the other group went to Qingfeng Tower.

The young men of the Ye family who were not employed were also divided into two groups.

As soon as the students arrived at the west gate, they found Wei Huan standing there in court robes.

Come on! Needless to say, even Wei Jijiu is here, so the incident about Lan Lao must not be a rumor.

At three o'clock in the morning, a medium-sized carriage stopped at the gate of the West Tower. The driver was a bookboy.
Chapter completed!