Who is the thread between them? There must be a third party connecting them together. Rongyi and the Nanlin Society under his leadership definitely have this ability and possibility. But, if so, why do they do this?

?What is the purpose?

The Nanlin Society was formed by the integration of the Nanlin Sword Sect and the Yi Society. It has warriors who are good at swordsmanship and spies who are good at lurking and spying. Judging from Ji Duoyou's experience, their power in the grassland is not small.

It's such a terrible organization to be able to influence who owns the throne of Lone Bamboo.

! It is even bigger and more dangerous than the Yi Society back then. But behind it, there is the public support of Mrs. Wei and the secret support of the Song Dynasty. Even I, the minister in charge, can do nothing. The original reason for letting Rong Yi leave Hao Jing was

I think so, but is he really gone?

"Master Xiang!" Uncle Mi's soft call brought him back from his endless thoughts.

"Oh, Uncle Mi, how is the situation in the palace?" Zhao Bohu asked with concern.

"It has been arranged. No one in the palace is allowed to go out these days. All the required food and supplies will be delivered from outside the palace and handed over at the palace gate. Don't worry, Prime Minister, we will ensure that the epidemic does not spread.

Outside the palace."

Uncle Mi's words were conclusive, but Zhao Bohu was not so reassured. He sighed: "Do your best and wait for destiny!"

"Is there anything else?" Seeing that Uncle Mi had no intention of leaving, Zhao Bohu was quite surprised.

Uncle Mi raised his eyes and looked outside the door, and asked softly: "Is the prime minister really so relieved about this boy Boyan? After all, he is the son of the useless prince Xi!"

This matter has spread throughout Haojing. After Prince Xi betrayed the Qi State, he left his wife and children without anyone to take care of him. Fortunately, Duke Zhou sent people to send some household supplies from time to time, so he could barely support himself. Unexpectedly, after many visits, Prince Xi's wife and children

The Duke of Zhou who came to deliver household items decided on the day of his second son.

They had been in love for a long time and got together. After Wang Zixi was reported to the capital, the girl actually went into the Duke Zhou's mansion and became the second son's concubine. Prince Xi's son Boyan couldn't bear the rumors and refused to follow his mother into the Duke Zhou's mansion.

The government is a house for one person.

Zhao Bohu smiled: "The affairs of our fathers should not be postponed to our descendants. Besides, after all, we are the descendants of the royal family with the surname Ji. We should take care of him as much as we can. As for his heart, it will take time to see the people's hearts! Don't worry too much."

"No!" Uncle Mi reluctantly agreed.

Smoke and dust were billowing, and a yellow gelding and a black gelding were galloping together on the official road leading to Haojing from Wangnan ------

In the afternoon of early summer, the oxcarts carrying goods were connected one after another on the official road, and there was a constant rumble. The beautiful and deep poplar forest canyons on both sides also seemed unbearably hot. However, I saw two horses, one yellow and one black, walking along the road.

Speeding south, when passers-by looked up, the two riders were already floating past like two flowing clouds.

"Good riding skills!" Someone from the carriage exclaimed.

"The most surprising thing is that there is only one knight. He is changing trains and rushing on his way!" The ox cart drivers stood on the side of the road and saw it more clearly. The knight was dressed in black and well-informed, and he knew that it was the palace.

Uniform uniforms under the city guard's armor. What a big deal this must be, to change trains in such a hurry and rush on the road?

But knight Ji Duoyou couldn't care about this. All he wanted at this time was to rush back to the Hokyung Palace as soon as possible to find the Hujia. If he arrived earlier, he could save more lives. For this reason, he had to work hard and race against time.

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At this time, on the grassland to the north, there is also a white horse galloping on the boundless wilderness. In early summer, the grass on the grassland is knee-deep and undulating with the wind. The white horse walks among the long grass, as if it is riding on blue waves, and its whole body is light and fluttering. I feel so drunk. There are many unknown wild flowers growing on the grassland, and the fragrance penetrates my heart and spleen.

But the knight on the white horse didn't care to appreciate such a beautiful scenery. He jumped up to a mountain. He set up a pergola and looked into the distance. A few miles away, there was a tribal settlement that stretched for dozens of kilometers. There were more than 200 large and small tents, and there were many people. The stars and the moon surround a tall golden-roofed tent, which is the royal tent of the wolf.

"Finally found it, the King's Court of the Monkey King!" The knight let out a long breath and rode his horse forward a few steps, as if he wanted to see more clearly. But to his disappointment, he was too far away. He failed to do so. He had no choice but to gallop towards the royal court - Junqu Pavilion

The next night, when the clouds were overcast and the rain was pouring, two horses, one yellow and one black, entered the city before the gate of Haojing closed and hurried to the palace gate.

Ji Duoyou was soaked all over. He got off the horse and staggered. The guards on duty recognized him and hurriedly supported him: "Is it Mr. Sima? You are back! Your Majesty sent someone to the palace today. I asked the door three times!"

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and the inside and outside of the palace wall instantly became bright. Ji Duoyou was really anxious and tired, and it was too late to ask why, so he just kept saying: "Hurry, lead the horse! Help me to the area outside Xuanning Palace." Hut!"

As soon as he entered the hospital, the guard at the door looked familiar, and Duoyou asked inadvertently: "Brother, is Ji Jie feeling better?" According to Duoyou's estimate, Ji Jie is as strong as an ox, and he is immune to any disease. , I will definitely get through it.

Unexpectedly, the guard choked up and said: "Master Sima, Officer Ji died this afternoon and was dragged into the mass grave of Xuanning Palace!"

"What? Are you telling the truth?" Ji Duoyou couldn't believe his ears. He asked several times and got the same answer. Ji Jie, he was so young and strong. How could a vigorous man on the battlefield be killed by an epidemic? Didn't he say every day, "If you are a man, you must die on the battlefield"? Is this true?

He pushed away the arm of the guard who wanted to help him and hurried into his bedroom. He didn't bother to wipe the raindrops from his face and body, and groped under the mattress tremblingly------ Yes, okay, okay, Hu Jia is still in the same place!

He hurriedly lit the oil lamp on the table and looked at the Hu Jia over and over again, but still couldn't see clearly. He simply raised the oil lamp and shone it carefully on the Hu Jia. The bottom of the Hu Jia seemed to be engraved with the words: "Wu Beak" Ten points, six points of asarum, ten points of atractylodes, four points of cinnamon, drink one daogui with warm decoction, three days a day, and again at night, it will be relieved without sweating."

"Yes, yes, this is the cure for the epidemic!" Ji Duoyou ran outside with joy and actually knocked the oil lamp to the ground.

He was about to rush to the palace's Chinese medicine office when he suddenly saw a woman crying and entangled at the entrance of Xuanning Palace: "Master Jun, our empress is dying. The imperial doctor has been called back again. Please let the slave go out and report to the king. After all, the queen mother is also the king's. Stepmother! How can I watch her die?"

"Your Majesty has ordered that Xuanning Palace be sealed off. No one, not even a rat or a flea, can leave the palace!" the sergeant shouted sternly.

Ji Duoyou recognized that the woman was her uncle, and hurriedly went over and asked: "Stop, wait for me to ask a few questions!"

"No!" the masked sergeant stood with his hands lowered and reminded: "Sir Sima, the epidemic is very serious here. Most of the people have died. There are no people to deal with the corpses today. You can't get too close!"

"Well!" Ji Duoyou stopped and asked, "How is the empress? Is the imperial doctor not here?"

"Lord Sima, help me!" Shuguo knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "The empress can only breathe in but not out, and her body keeps twitching. The Imperial Medical Office said that the epidemic in other palaces was starting to start, and there was a shortage of manpower, so they sent Hu

The imperial doctor has been transferred away. We have no medical treatment or medicine here, and the empress------is about to die!"

"Ah!" Ji Duoyou instinctively wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the sergeant's crossed halberds: "Master Sima, the king has an order that no one is allowed to enter Xuanning Palace!"

"Please hold on, Madam. I have brought back the prescription for the epidemic. I will go to the medical office and ask them to prepare the medicine. Wait for me!" Ji Duoyou's voice drew a long note in the night wind------

"I got the epidemic prescription!" When Ji Duoyou trotted into the main hall of the medical department, another bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and the hall suddenly became bright.

He clearly saw King Zhou Li and Ji Hu standing in the center of the hall like a stone pillar, with two long lines of tears rolling down his cheeks. Beside him were two stretchers, one on the left and one on the right. On the left was a sixteen or seventeen year old.

The woman has stopped moving, and the girl on the right is still struggling in pain.

Suddenly, as if a dying man had grasped a life-saving straw, Ji Hu grabbed his sleeve and asked: "What did you say? Did you get the epidemic prescription? Why didn't you get it earlier? Maybe my cousin can still be saved!"

Only then did Duoyou realize that the woman who had just died was Cousin Wang, and he quickly knelt down to plead guilty and said: "I am late, and I deserve death! Your Majesty, I just came from Xuanning Palace, and the Queen Mother has already

His life is at stake, please ask the medical department to prepare the medicine as soon as possible, it may save his life!"

"Come here!" Ji Hu's face was like a cloudy night sky: "Cook a dose of medicine according to this recipe and give it to Wang Mei. Remember, you can only cook one dose to test the effect!"

"But------the Queen Mother--" Ji Duoyou asked.

Ji Hu suddenly became furious, waved his sleeves and said: "Let her die, let her die! How can the initiator deserve this?"

The doors and windows of the hospital hall were wide open. The storm saw an opportunity to take advantage of the situation, and rushed in through the half-opened and swaying door. Everyone could feel the damp and cold feeling. Occasionally, there were scratches.

The lightning in the night sky also illuminated everyone's pale face in a moment of show of power.

Two imperial doctors stood beside the stretcher, one on the left and the other on the right, observing Zhong Ji's performance after taking the medicine. Just now, two or three people helped, pinching the nose and pressing hands, and finally opened the patient's clenched teeth and removed the patient's teeth.

He downed the bowl of medicine, not wanting to spit out half of it again. Ji Husheng held back his heartache and turned away, hardening his heart and not looking at it.

When Ji Duoyou first came in, Zhong Ji's little body had been devoured by the disease. The lump in her groin was hard and painful. Even her limbs could not move freely and she was completely unresponsive.

After filling the medicine with a stick of incense, Zhong Ji's body began to twitch and turn in the quilt. She moaned on the bed, and the doctors on both sides suddenly became nervous, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the child.


Chapter completed!