Qing Shui's consciousness was very sensitive. Although the Man King's expression was very vague, very vague but very strong, this also made the tilt in Qing Shui's heart completely rise. He still invited the young emperor and Cheng Yuan into the living room with a calm face.
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The girls did not go in, and the three of them sat down separately. Qing Shui did not invite the other party to sit on the host seat. Qing Shui also did not feel that the young emperor had no control. After all, in such a situation, it was like telling someone, it is estimated that in such a situation
Not many people can control it.
Now, for the little emperor, the situation is similar to that. Strong men have more developed male hormones and of course have stronger control. It is just a matter of control or not. In addition, each of the women around Qing Shui
They all confuse all sentient beings and harm the country and the people. This is also the most important reason.
If Qing Shui's status is higher than that of the young emperor, and his strength is stronger, then the young emperor probably won't attract the Qing Shui woman's attention.
It's because he feels that Qing Shui is not as strong as him, not as statused as him, and not as handsome as him. As for youth, you must know that the current young prince is very young. There is no difference between a few decades and a hundred years old, so he feels that Qing Shui is not as good as him.
He is not as good as him in every aspect, and the difference is much worse. In addition, Qing Shui wants to heal the Barbarian King, which also gives the young emperor a very good reason.
Unknowingly, the young prince's idea of killing Qing Shui has taken over, and now he is looking for an opportunity.
"Your Majesty, I don't know why you came to see me?" Qing Shui said to Cheng Yuan with a smile.
"Brother Qingshui, I asked you to call me big brother. It's too awkward to call the old man." Cheng Yuan said freely and casually, which also surprised Qingshui. He didn't expect this righteous Confucian master to have such a righteousness.
one side.
"Okay, brother." Qing Shui didn't dwell on this. The Little Emperor's people had already made Qing Shui wary. Although Cheng Yuan was a great Confucian master, even an upright person now made Qing Shui wary because the Little Emperor
I already have a dangerous aura about me.
Cheng Yuan belongs to the young emperor. If the young emperor has any orders, Cheng Yuan will definitely obey them.
"We are here to inquire about King Barbarian's condition. We are also very concerned about him." The young emperor said with a smile at this time, looking at Qing Shui as if he were a junior, with a strong aura and a calm demeanor.
There is nothing wrong with doing this given the young emperor's status and age, but Qing Shui feels unhappy now that he knows the little emperor's intentions. Such a person is so pretentious in front of him, which makes him unable to help himself.
He sneered, but showed no dissatisfaction on the surface.
Qing Shui had a lot on his mind at this time. He saw that the young emperor's calm inquiry was about caring about the Man King's condition, but the look that was a little too concerned made Qing Shui feel something unusual.
Chaos, maybe it was for this reason that Qing Shui felt the change in the expression of the young emperor.
"The Barbarian King's soldiers are very strange. There must be something in his head." Qing Shui thought about it and said seriously.
Qing Shui said this after thinking about it. In fact, this answer is not wrong. There should be many reputable doctors who can diagnose this.
The young emperor is not worried about being diagnosed, he is just concerned about whether the doctor who diagnosed the condition can treat it.
"Then I wonder if Dr. Qing can cure King Man?" King Man said as he picked up the tea cup and lowered his head to take a sip of tea.
Qing Shui was deep in thought, it seemed difficult, and he accidentally saw Cheng Yuan frowning. Qing Shui seemed to know the answer in his heart, but after all, it was just a guess, and then he said slowly: "It's not easy to cure!"
These three words made the young emperor stunned. What he wanted to hear was whether it can be cured or not, but the answer still made his heart skip a beat. The murderous intention in his heart was already a bit obvious, because it is not curable because it is not curable.
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Qing Shui felt the killing intent at the first moment, but this killing intent came and went quickly. If it were any other person, he might think it was an illusion, but Qing Shui's previous observations and the information from the Barbarian King had already surpassed
It feels more and more like my guess is correct.
"Mr. Qing is young and promising. I wonder if he would like to become a royal doctor in my palace." The young emperor smiled and said to Qing Shui with a natural expression. After all, in the opinion of him and many others, this is definitely an olive branch among olive branches.
In the Confucian Dynasty, the highest level of doctors was imperial doctors. Not only did they have high status, wealth and wealth, but they also had the right to use the precious medicinal herbs of the dynasty. It can be said that the benefits of imperial medicine were huge and it was a dream for all doctors.
In the opinion of the young emperor, Qing Shui cannot refuse such a good thing. After all, if he agrees, the entire Confucian dynasty will support him. After all, the imperial doctor can also be labeled a big label. The imperial doctor has great energy and connections.
Very big.
As long as he agrees to be the imperial physician and the imperial physician of his palace, then he can let him not treat the barbarian king. After all, his own interests are his interests. In addition, he will have many ways to deal with the women around him one by one.
Got it.
"The sect has an order that you are not allowed to enter the imperial court to serve as an imperial doctor, and you are not allowed to interfere in any struggle between forces. You only treat illnesses, not people." Qing Shui smiled and refused the young prince.
Qing Shui's "sect disciple" is still very useful. This is also a method that Qing Shui has tried repeatedly. After all, he is a leader among his peers. It should not be easy to train his own disciple. This will make some old monsters want to touch his words.
Also weigh it.
The little prince stiffened. He never thought that Qing Shui would refuse the other party's invitation. You must know that this is something that no one else would even think of. Having been in power for a long time, he was very angry for a while. He wanted to leave him a way to survive, but this kid
If you are so unethical, you can only use other methods to make him disappear.
"Mr. Qing, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm very sincere." The young emperor was silent for a while and asked with a smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking me so seriously. I am a doctor. I treat illnesses and save people. I don't want to cause any trouble or be restrained." Qing Shui said neither humble nor overbearing.
At this time, Cheng Yuan said to Qing Shui: "Little brother, becoming the Royal Physician Bin will not be subject to any restrictions. It will only benefit you without any harm."
Qing Shui looked at Cheng Yuan, and now he knew that even if he had Haoran's righteousness in his body, he might not be a good person. Besides, there was no difference between good people and bad people. Everyone was their own master and stood in their own camp. They couldn't be blamed for this.
The young emperor thinks highly of Cheng Yuan and others. Many national teachers in the Confucian Dynasty have their own camps. Of course, there are some who have no camp. Now it is said that they belong to the National Master Palace and the Confucian Dynasty, and there are many of them, but who really belong to them?
I don’t know.
"I'm used to being idle. Brother, please don't embarrass me."
"Young man, do you know that doctors who save people can also be killed?" The young emperor looked up at Qing Shui, his eyes as deep as a pool of water, exuding a hint of coldness.