The next day, the five imperial physicians at Jingzhai received the news that Hsieh Hyun-chen had returned yesterday and called for a quack doctor to take his pulse.
No one knew where this doctor came from, who his master was, or why he caught Hsieh Hyun-chen's eye and was trusted by Hsieh Hyun-chen. It was even said that this doctor was mysterious and did not seem like a proper doctor. He was more like a fortune teller.
After the five imperial physicians learned of this, they all had different feelings. Imperial Physician Zhang had secretly treated Xie Xuanchen before, but he didn't say a word about this. He only pretended that he was deaf and couldn't hear what his colleagues were saying. He turned his head and went back to reading medical books. However, the remaining people were not happy. Hsieh Hyun-chen would rather call a quack doctor to take his pulse than call them. This was obviously a slap to their faces.
The Emperor sent five imperial physicians to check Hsieh Hyun-chen's condition. The five of them understood that they had come to the An Imperial Residence to retire and did not need to treat their illness seriously. However, they could slack off, but Hsieh Hyun-chen could not find another doctor.
The leader, Imperial Physician Wu, was very experienced and had connections in the Imperial Physician Bureau. He was usually quite proud. He felt that he had face and could speak in front of his master. For example, Prince An had picked up an unorthodox doctor from nowhere. Imperial Physician Wu wanted to say something.
Imperial Physician Wu straightened his clothes and immediately went to Jade Qilin Hall and Hsieh Hyun-chen. Mu Mingtang and Hsieh Hyun-chen were eating when they vaguely heard voices outside.
Mu Mingtang asked, "What's wrong?"
A maid came in and hurriedly bowed to the two of them. She lowered her head and said, "Reporting to Prince and Princess, Imperial Physician Wu requests an audience."
Mu Mingtang could not recall who Imperial Physician Wu was at that moment. "He is …"
"The leader of the five imperial physicians sent by the Emperor to Jingzhai to check Prince An's pulse."
Mu Mingtang said, "Oh." So it was them. Mu Mingtang was also puzzled. This group of people did not do anything for them. It was already good enough that Mu Mingtang did not cause trouble for them. Why did this person dare to take the initiative to approach them?
Mu Mingtang was free today, so he wanted to see what these people were thinking. She put down the bowl and chopsticks, washed her hands in the silver basin next to her, and said, "Let him in."
"Yes."
After Imperial Physician Wu walked in, he immediately bowed in a loud voice: "This humble subject greets An Wang, An Wang Fei."
Hsieh Hyun-chen did not even bother to look at him. Mu Mingtang gave the old man some face and said warmly, "Get up."
Imperial Doctor Wu immediately stood up. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I heard that Prince An was not feeling well yesterday, so he called someone over to take his pulse?"
Hsieh Hyun-chen raised his eyebrows slightly.
Mu Mingtang sighed in his heart. Hsieh Hyun-chen was not a good person. Why did this group of people have to challenge Hsieh Hyun-chen's patience? They dared to point fingers at Hsieh Hyun-chen. How impatient were they to live?
Mu Mingtang always had a good impression of people who practiced medicine to help the world. Even if Doctor Wu had never seriously checked Hsieh Hyun-chen's pulse, she did not want to lose face for an old imperial physician. She tried to ask Doctor Wu to leave: "Doctor Wu is well-informed. Yesterday, Prince An suddenly felt unwell after returning from the palace, so he called a doctor over. Now that Prince An has recovered, Doctor Wu does not need to worry. You can go back. "
Mu Mingtang clearly wanted to see him out, but Doctor Wu did not want to. He came today with the intention of teaching the young people. Now that he had not said anything, how could he be willing to go back?
"Logically speaking, Prince An and Wangfei are the most respected. This official has no right to say who you are close to and who you trust. But you can't be so gullible. That traveling doctor is just an unorthodox person with unknown origins. He might not have learned much medicine before he came out to swindle people. Prince An and Wangfei might have been impatient, so you were deceived by his flowery words. But you have to know that without thirty to forty years of experience, you can't trust him. Prince An can't … … "
Doctor Wu took advantage of his seniority and boasted. Just as he was speaking enthusiastically, he suddenly realized that no one was speaking in the room. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Doctor Wu inexplicably felt a chill and unconsciously swallowed the rest of his words.
Doctor Wu saw that everyone around him had their heads lowered and were silent. Even Mu Mingtang looked away and did not look at him. Only Hsieh Hyun-chen looked at him without any expression. Seeing him stop, he asked: "Why aren't you saying anything? What can I do? "
Doctor Wu silently swallowed his saliva: "This official doesn't want to tell Prince how to do things. It's just that when practicing medicine, you have to find someone reliable. Young, unorthodox people cannot be trusted."
Hsieh Hyun-chen gently smiled and said: "Alright, since your medical skills are orthodox and you are old, wouldn't it be wrong for you to stay in my fu to treat my illness? You can go back and pack your luggage. My fu does not need you. "
Doctor Wu became anxious when he heard this and shouted: "Prince, I was personally appointed by the Emperor to treat your illness. Does Prince An want to go against the imperial edict?"
He really touched a sore spot. Hsieh Hyun-chen was already in a bad mood. When he heard this old thing mention the Emperor, he immediately smiled: "Alright. I originally wanted to leave you some face and let you walk out on your own. But now it seems that you don't want the face I gave you. "
After Hsieh Hyun-chen finished speaking, his slight smile immediately turned into an icy cold expression: "Throw him and everything he has out."
Doctor Wu was shocked and immediately shouted. Hsieh Hyun-chen found it noisy and his eyes became even more unfriendly: "If you make any more noise, the one to be thrown out will be your corpse."
Doctor Wu's voice suddenly seemed to be cut off. Doctor Wu knew that Hsieh Hyun-chen was not joking.
He really could do it.
Soon, Doctor Wu was thrown out. It was really "thrown". He was carried out of the door and then his luggage fell on his head and face. It attracted the attention of passersby. It was extremely embarrassing.
Doctor Wu's incident seemed to be the beginning. Soon, people were continuously thrown out of Prince An's Imperial Residence. Hsieh Hyun-chen was too lazy to call them out one by one. He directly made a list and had someone post it on the door of the fu. Those on the list could either get lost or die. They could choose one.
The people on the list immediately exploded. They all shouted that they were loyal and that Prince An's punishment was too arbitrary. However, no matter how loud they shouted, they did not dare to seriously say it in front of Hsieh Hyun-chen.
Hsieh Hyun-chen's words to Doctor Wu were still vivid in his ears. If he left on his own, he could at least walk out alive. If he did not leave, he would be a corpse.
The matter of Prince An's Imperial Residence clearing out people caused a huge disturbance in the Capital. All five Imperial Physicians were kicked out. Half of the servants in the fu were also kicked out. Many of these people were related to the palace. It was obvious who Hsieh Hyun-chen was targeting.
Hsieh Hyun-chen did not hide his malice towards the Emperor at all.
Coupled with Hsieh Hyun-chen's sudden departure yesterday, his private doctor when he returned to the fu, the Emperor's expression changed when he heard what the eunuch said, and the inexplicable mobilization of the Imperial Guards from the palace …
All of these signs were connected. The truth behind the scenes was not difficult to guess.
The Emperor and Hsieh Hyun-chen fought yesterday. It was hard to say who won, but it was clear that the two of them had completely fallen out.
Now that Hsieh Hyun-chen had openly kicked out the Emperor's people, Prince An's Imperial Residence was like an iron bucket from now on. Hsieh Hyun-chen finally stopped hiding. He openly and openly practiced martial arts every day and actively communicated with the outside world.
It was only a Mid-Autumn Banquet, but the situation had changed. A storm was brewing.
Now, everyone in the Capital knew that Hsieh Hyun-chen had started to take medicine to nourish his body. He was especially wary of things that entered his mouth. It was clear who he was guarding against.
The Emperor was the supreme ruler. He controlled the rise and fall of all the officials in the court. Hsieh Hyun-chen also had military achievements and reputation to rely on. A centipede dies but never falls down. The foundation of the Ye Dynasty was built by Hsieh Hyun-chen and Xie Yi. Hsieh Hyun-chen had lived through three dynasties. Half of the Ye Dynasty came from his hands. If he was still alive, his influence would far exceed that of an outsider like Xie Rui.
Therefore, the Emperor had always flattered Hsieh Hyun-chen. He always pretended to be a good uncle. He only hoped that Hsieh Hyun-chen would quickly die. Only when Hsieh Hyun-chen died would the Emperor truly return to the Emperor.
All of the Emperor's schemes were hidden in the dark. He did not dare to openly attack Hsieh Hyun-chen. If the Emperor directly sent the Imperial Guards to surround the Imperial Residence, Hsieh Hyun-chen would not be able to do anything. However, the Emperor's reputation and the credibility of his succession would be completely destroyed.
Therefore, the Emperor, as the ruler of the country, was now challenged by a Prince of the younger generation. Other than being in a stalemate, there was nothing he could do. The people in the court kept quiet out of fear. They could not afford to offend the Emperor. Hsieh Hyun-chen also could not afford to offend him.
When the two giants fought, no one else should join in the fun. Otherwise, when the eldest and second brothers fought, they would be fine. In the end, the third and fourth brothers would be dead.
The Emperor was very upset these days. This was the situation he was most worried about. He had been preparing for it for many years. He did not know how much effort he had put in. Now, it still happened.
Moreover, it was worse than he had imagined.
Not only did Hsieh Hyun-chen know the cause of the illness, but he could also get rid of it. He was still alive. He was both physically and mentally strong. He had a deep foundation in the military. His reputation spread far and wide. In front of the whole world and all the old officials of Jianshi, he openly fought for the throne with the Emperor.
This was the worst case scenario.
The Emperor stayed up all night for several days. In the end, he barely managed to come up with a countermeasure. Xie Xuanji, who was still idle in the residence, suddenly found that he was put in an important position by his father. Not only was he able to come into contact with government affairs, but he was also directly transferred to the central government to help.
The Emperor wanted to support Xie Xuanji to fight against Hsieh Hyun-chen. He wanted to show the world that the throne did not have to be Hsieh Hyun-chen. Among his sons, there would also be a very outstanding successor.
In fact, the Emperor was not very satisfied with Xie Xuanji. However, after searching for a long time, he found that only Xie Xuanji was still acceptable. He could only pinch his nose and accept his own son. The Emperor began to vigorously promote Xie Xuanji. He continued to give him the best resources and the best political team. He wanted to quickly package Xie Xuanji in a short period of time to fight against Hsieh Hyun-chen.
Jin Imperial Residence, which was only a wall away from An Wang's Residence, quickly became lively under the witness of everyone.
Jiang Mingwei swallowed her anger for a year and a half. Now, it was finally time for her to hold her head high. She looked at the endless stream of people and carriages in her residence. The noise from morning till night did not stop. Her heart was filled with pride and joy. She deliberately said in annoyance: "I heard that second brother is still recuperating. Our residence is busy all day. It won't disturb second brother's rest, right?"
When the maid heard this, she said: "This is not the fault of the Princess. An Wang and An Wang Fei are understanding people. I don't think they will blame the Princess."
Jiang Mingwei pretended to be relieved and sighed: "That's good."
In reality, Jiang Mingwei was thinking too much.
Although Xie Xuanji and Hsieh Hyun-chen were neighbors, unfortunately, Hsieh Hyun-chen's territory was several times larger. In between, there was a vast garden and an inner lake. Hsieh Hyun-chen and Mu Mingtang's movements were easily heard by Jiang Mingwei. However, it was quite difficult for Jiang Mingwei to disturb Mu Mingtang and Hsieh Hyun-chen.
An Wang's Residence was divided into three roads: East, West, and East Road. Just the East Road's garden was larger than the entire Jin Imperial Residence. Mu Mingtang and Hsieh Hyun-chen lived in the Jade Qilin Hall in the Middle Road. The sounds from the outside could not be heard. Jiang Mingwei's worries were too serious.
Mu Mingtang did not feel any changes next door at all. Recently, Hsieh Hyun-chen went to practice martial arts. Mu Mingtang was bored and often ran to the Martial Arts Practice Field on the West Road.
It was not only Mu Mingtang, the other maids also liked to go to the Martial Arts Practice Field. Although Hsieh Hyun-chen was a Gui Jian Chou, he was still a Divine Martial Prodigy whose name shook the world. The scene of him practicing martial arts could not be missed.
Hsieh Hyun-chen wanted to practice martial arts today, so he ordered a black robe with narrow sleeves and a corset. His hair was all tied up with a hair crown. Hsieh Hyun-chen originally had a slender physique. Now that he was wearing close-fitting clothes, his shoulders were even straighter, his back was straight, his waist was thin, and his legs were long.
He picked up a saber and seemed to be familiarizing himself with it. He casually swung it and twirled it. Mu Mingtang looked on helplessly as the sharp edge of the saber moved closer and closer to him. His heart also moved up and down along with it.
Mu Mingtang silently wiped away his sweat. However, putting aside the danger, just looking at this scene was very pleasing to the eye. The slender and handsome youth swung the saber under the sunlight. His every move was full of strength, without the slightest bit of fancy. Although he looked strong, his movements were not clumsy. Instead, he walked the path of speed, agility, and fierceness. His body was nimble, and his limbs were slender and powerful.
Mu Mingtang sat on the railing and watched for a while. She silently sighed. Hsieh Hyun-chen's waist was too thin. She remembered that when she helped him change his clothes, she had personally measured it. It was thin and tight, and felt very good to the touch.
As a woman, Mu Mingtang felt a deep sense of danger.
Mu Mingtang thought about it for a while. Suddenly, she saw Hsieh Hyun-chen put down the saber in his hand and went to the weapon rack to change it for a new one. He played with it a few times, then changed to a new one.
… … What, was he trying to show off that he had a lot of weapons?
Mu Mingtang lightly clicked her tongue and said: "Quality is more important than quantity. They're all the same saber, so why do you keep changing them?"
Hsieh Hyun-chen turned around and saw Mu Mingtang sitting on the railing. Her long skirt reached the ground, like a blooming begonia.
Hsieh Hyun-chen simply put down his weapon and said to Mu Mingtang: "Every saber has a different weight. If it's light, it's fine as long as you get the feel of it. There's no need to keep using it. If it's too light, it's not interesting. "
These words sounded very pretentious, but Hsieh Hyun-chen was really stating a fact. Mu Mingtang remembered that in the past, someone had made a bet about whether Hsieh Hyun-chen could lift a hundred jin weapon. Later, when Hsieh Hyun-chen heard that it was too light, he swung a hundred and fifty jin halberd in front of everyone.
Mu Mingtang suddenly became curious and said: "I heard that your sabers are very heavy. I want to see how heavy they are."
Many people had the same curiosity. Hsieh Hyun-chen did not find it strange and strode towards Mu Mingtang. It was already autumn, and golden leaves covered the ground. Hsieh Hyun-chen stopped in front of Mu Mingtang. He stood in the middle of the courtyard, while Mu Mingtang sat on the railing. The two of them, one inside and one outside, were separated by a railing. Hsieh Hyun-chen spread out his hands, holding the saber with one hand and said: "I won't let go. You can try holding it."
The leaves on the side of the corridor rustled down and gently swirled in the air. Mu Mingtang eagerly held the saber hilt. As soon as it touched her hand, she felt it.
It was a weight that she could not bear.
Mu Mingtang felt that the saber hilt was heavy, but Hsieh Hyun-chen held the saber with one hand and did not move it at all. Mu Mingtang was a woman, but at this moment, she felt a little jealous: "Aren't you tired?"
When Hsieh Hyun-chen heard this, he even looked surprised: "How can I be tired with such a small weight?"
Mu Mingtang did not want to say anything. She touched the saber hilt again and reluctantly let go. Mu Mingtang understood that Hsieh Hyun-chen's frequent swapping of sabers was to gradually let his arm get used to the weight. Everything was done step by step, and the body also needed time to adapt.
Mu Mingtang's curiosity was piqued, and she casually asked: "I've seen you use sabers many times. Sabers should be your ultimate skill, right?"
Hsieh Hyun-chen thought for a moment and shook his head: "Not really."
"Not really?" Mu Mingtang was shocked and asked: "Then what are you best at?"
"I'm good at everything."
Mu Mingtang held back her disdain and said helplessly: "I'm asking you if it's true."
"It's true." Hsieh Hyun-chen said: "I know how to use every weapon. I can't say which one is the best, because I'm good at all of them. "
Mu Mingtang's eyes widened in surprise. She carefully looked at Hsieh Hyun-chen's expression and realized that he was not joking. Mu Mingtang was skeptical: "Really? If you say that you're good at three or four weapons, I'll believe you. How is it possible that you're good at every weapon?! "
Hsieh Hyun-chen smiled slightly and said: "If you don't believe me, then let's make a bet. You can point at any weapon. If I can't use any weapon to your satisfaction, then it's my loss. Otherwise, it's your loss. "
Mu Mingtang thought that Hsieh Hyun-chen really did not know how to do business. Who would make a bet like this? Since it was Mu Mingtang's subjective judgment, then of course she would win.
Mu Mingtang felt that she would definitely win, so she happily agreed: "No problem. What's the bet? "
"It's you."
When Mu Mingtang heard this, she paused. How could a living person be the bet? Hsieh Hyun-chen couldn't be thinking about that kind of thing, right?
Perhaps seeing that Mu Mingtang was startled, Hsieh Hyun-chen readily changed his words: "I can do it too. I'm not picky."
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