The Divine Doctor Ma that the commoners were talking about did not live in Yangyuan County but in Dongye Town which was not far from the county. The news of the Emperor's arrival in Yangyuan had spread throughout the small county but it was still quiet here as the news had not spread.
Yang Ling and the bodyguards changed into casual clothes and split into three groups heading towards Dongye Town. This was also his meticulous thinking. Now that there were rumors in the capital and even everywhere in the world, the Emperor was not in a hurry to return to the capital but stayed in Yangyuan. Why did he come?
If he went to pick up the doctor with great fanfare and people knew that the Emperor came for a woman, it would definitely damage the reputation of the young Emperor. Therefore, Yang Ling did not want to make it public. He brought along Wu Hanchao, Liu Da Chui and six to seven bodyguards. Each of them had a sword and a crossbow hidden in their sleeves. Another two groups of bodyguards were half an arrow's distance away and they followed each other into Dongye Town under the accompaniment of the housekeeper of the Hua Residence.
A doctor with some ability was a popular profession in any era and any place. Although this Divine Doctor Ma took the side path of Zhuyou Division and was not in the official ranks of the imperial court, he was very famous in Yangyuan. Therefore, his family was very extravagant and could be considered as one of the wealthiest families in Dongye Town.
When Yang Ling arrived at the entrance of the Ma Residence, the bodyguards who arrived earlier had already dismounted and spread out to guard the intersection, the door and the courtyard. Although the housekeeper of the Hua Residence recognized this place, he had never visited this Divine Doctor Ma before. Immediately, he entered the courtyard with Yang Ling and the rest.
The courtyard was built with green bricks and black tiles. At the entrance, there was a small screen wall. The center was hollowed out and decorated with patterns of gold and jade, fish leaping over the dragon gate and the word 'fortune'.
The housekeeper of the Hua Residence bowed as he led Yang Ling around the screen wall. However, he still did not see anyone coming to receive them. Instead, he heard the sound of a drum in the main hall. The sound of the drum was sometimes loose and sometimes tight. It was strange and very exciting. Yang Ling felt that the sound of the drum was very familiar. It was obviously the drum sound of the 'Jumping God' that was criticized in the future. When Yang Ling heard it, his confidence was instantly destroyed and he immediately wanted to retreat. He no longer had the slightest bit of enthusiasm towards this Great Witch Doctor Ma.
However, since he was already here, it was not appropriate for him to just turn around and leave. Yang Ling braced himself and followed the Hua residence's housekeeper into the main hall. Only then did he see a boy dressed as a manservant boldly coming forward. He placed his finger on his lips and said mysteriously, "Don't be noisy. My master is asking the gods to exorcise the evil spirits."
The Hua residence's housekeeper really did not dare to make a noise. This was because this witchcraft was very evil. It was said that when the witchcraft was cast, it would be very easy to be possessed by evil spirits. He ignored the manservant and took the initiative to invite Yang Ling to sit at the side so that they could watch the Great Witch Ma cast the witchcraft together.
This Great Witch Ma had a fat and oily face. There were two rat whiskers above his lips. On his head was a red cloth with talismans drawn on it. His arms were half open and he was shaking his head as if he had epilepsy. He was mumbling incantations. The soft fat on his chest and shoulders shook along with his movements. It seemed that he was shaking very seriously. His forehead was covered with oily sweat.
There was a stretcher on the ground in front of him. On the stretcher, there was a man who was as skinny as a skeleton. His hair was white and his bones were wrapped in skin. Two men and an old woman stood respectfully at the side.
Yang Ling frowned and waited patiently for him to finish dancing. He saw him stride over to the incense burner on the incense table and poured out some incense ash. He wrapped it in a paper bag and walked back with his eyes half-closed. He handed it to the old woman as if he was doing her a favor. He dragged his voice and said, "Send him water in three portions. As for this evil spirit, I have already asked the gods to exorcise it. However, his body will not recover for a while. He needs to recuperate in peace."
When Yang Ling saw this, he no longer had the courage to continue watching. He straightened his clothes and stood up. He smiled bitterly at the Hua residence's housekeeper and said, "Let's go. I think this trip is a waste!"
The manservant had been standing at the side arrogantly. He did not even look at them. However, when he heard this, he could not stand it anymore. He immediately said, "Looking at your appearance, you don't seem to be a local. Did you come here because of his reputation? My master's ability is great. Everyone in the surrounding area knows about it. You haven't tried it before. How do you know that my master doesn't have the real ability? "
The chubby God Ma had been too lazy to open his small eyes. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Yang Ling from head to toe. He seemed to know that these people had some background. Although he was angry on his face, he did not dare to be too arrogant in his tone.
He waved his hand to dismiss the manservant. He laughed and said, "Medicine can't cure diseases. Buddha will help those who are fated. I, Ma, am not the King of Hell. Of course, I dare not say that I can cure all diseases. However, you judge people by their appearance and conclude that I can't cure diseases. Isn't it too arbitrary?"
A man who was carrying the patient and preparing to leave interrupted, "Mister, God Ma is really skilled in medicine. Last summer, I ate a piece of watermelon from Jingshui Town. My stomach hurt like hell. After I drank God Ma's incense ash, I recovered immediately."
God Ma was even more proud when he heard this. When Yang Ling heard this, he guessed that it was an illness similar to colic. That illness could even kill a person. His incense ash … He imagined Tang Yixian's cherry sandalwood mouth being forced into a big bowl of black and sticky incense ash water. He could not help but grin.
However, after listening to these words, in addition to the fact that this vulgar, despicable, and mystifying fellow could actually say such an opinion, Yang Ling's impression of him immediately changed. He glanced at the Hua residence's housekeeper.
The Hua residence's housekeeper understood. He laughed and tried to smooth things over, "Doctor Ma, please don't be angry. My family's First … First Master is also worried about the patient. That's why he's slightly agitated. Since Doctor Ma is truly capable, then please come and treat my master's relative. I'm from the city's Hua family. If the treatment is successful, your consultation fee will certainly not be reduced."
Miracle Doctor Ma hesitated for a while after he heard this. He shook his head and said, "Hua family? Hmm, I can trust the Hua family, but … can I ask you to carry the patient to my door for treatment? I won't go to your house for treatment. "
The Hua residence's housekeeper said indifferently, "Doctor Ma, this sick relative of my master is a young lady. Moreover, she's bedridden and can't stand any turbulence. Don't tell me that the Hua family's reputation is not enough to invite you?"
God Ma laughed dryly, "This … this … there's actually another patient in my family. The patient has already paid a lot of consultation fees. The only condition is that I must take care of the patient at all times until the patient recovers. How can I go back on my words?"
The Hua residence's housekeeper frowned, "Recovers? Is she sick or injured? Alright, you come with me. I'll pay you a lot too. How about ten taels of consultation fee? "
God Ma was rather tempted but he was unwilling to go back on his words. With a bitter expression, he shook his head and said, "In the martial world, trustworthiness comes first. It's really …"
Wu Hanchao suddenly interrupted, "A hundred taels of fine silver!"
God Ma panted when he heard this. He glanced behind the curtains of the side room and stomped his feet. He threw the trustworthiness of the martial world beyond the highest heavens and said, "Alright! You're not allowed to go back on your words. I'll pay the consultation fee first and I'll go with you! "
"You're not allowed to leave! You've received money from others to eliminate disasters for others. My patient has yet to wake up. You're not allowed to go anywhere! "Behind the curtains, a woman's clear and crisp voice that sounded like a broken silver vase shouted!
Following that, the curtains were lifted and a young woman with a slender figure walked out. She was dressed in snow-white clothes and a wide black warrior's belt was tightly tied around her slender waist. Her figure was graceful and agile.
She walked out of the shadows with a frosty face. However, when she saw Yang Ling's appearance, her pair of bright eyes widened and the heroic spirit on her face was swept away. Looking at her posture, she seemed to have the intention to turn around and escape.
Yang Ling did not know which woman could speak in such a domineering manner. He suddenly turned around and caught a glimpse of the woman's appearance. With this glance, he also jumped back and blushed. In his shock, he looked as if he wanted to escape.
The housekeeper of the Hua residence saw that the woman was dressed in martial arts attire. She wore a snow-white tight-fitting robe with a plain white trouser with a crotch. Her hands were tied with black wrist guards and a short sword was inserted on a wide black belt around her waist. Her waist was slender and her chest was straight. Her almond-shaped eyes were distinct and there was a hint of heroism in her charm.
She was not very tall but wearing this martial arts tight-fitting robe, one could see that her lower body was more slender than usual. Her pair of sturdy thighs were wrapped by the trousers and boots, making them look as round as jade pillars. Although the plain white trouser was not made of silk and was not soft enough, the pair of thighs showed a smooth and beautiful curve.
The status of martial arts was low. For a woman dressed in martial arts attire to appear in this kind of place, it was impossible that she was from a wealthy family hunting in autumn. Although the housekeeper of the Hua residence saw that she was stunning, he thought that she was a lowly Jianghu person and immediately looked down on her.
Wu Hanchao and Liu Da Bang Chui recognized her. As soon as he saw Red Lady, Wu Hanchao cried out in alarm, "Protect Daren." He suddenly appeared in front of him, his sword made a dragon's cry and a deep autumn water was unsheathed.
Liu Da Bang Chui did not bring his eight chi long iron rod. He clenched his iron fist and leaped in front of Yang Ling. The other bodyguards did not know the identity of this beautiful woman but as soon as they saw Wu Hanchao and Liu Da Bang Chui so nervous, they immediately drew their swords and raised their crossbows, surrounding Cui Ying 'er.
No matter how good Red Lady's martial art skill was, at such a close distance, she would not be able to block the sharp weapons with her flesh and blood. Yang Ling nervously said, "Put it down, put it down, put it all down."
One of the guards was too nervous; as soon as he heard the Factory Supervisor say 'put it down', he pulled the trigger. Luckily the person next to him was more quick-witted; he heard something was wrong and pushed the guard's elbow. 'Bang!' three crossbows broke out of the box and shot into the wall at the side.
Red Lady's attire was elegant and refined. She had a snow-white, delicate and pretty oval face, long curving eyelashes, bright and beautiful facial features. If it were not for the short sword hanging on her waist, she would simply look like a fairy that walked out of the Toad Palace, elegant and out of this world, accompanied by white rabbit and cassia branches.
Cui Ying 'er stared blankly at Yang Ling with a complicated expression in her eyes. She did not move an inch, as if she did not know that she had just returned from the gates of hell. Yang Ling was startled by the cluster of crossbow bolts. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said, "Retreat, all of you retreat!"
Everybody was startled and looked strangely at Yang Ling. Yang Ling flew into a rage out of humiliation and shouted, "Didn't you hear what I said? All of you, get out! "
When the guards saw that Master Yang was about to turn hostile, they immediately followed his advice and picked up Great God Ma and that arrogant servant boy and began to clear the area.
Wu Hanchao was like a monk scratching his head and hesitantly said, "Daren, this … this …" His heart was secretly anxious. Daren's orders could not be ignored, but this woman was after all a hero of the underworld. If she had evil intentions towards Daren …
Big Stick Liu was a straightforward person and did not think too much about complicated issues. His big head swayed left and right and saw that the Marshal and the beautiful female bandit were staring at each other. His simple mind immediately came up with the most reasonable explanation. He grinned at Wu Hanchao and said, "Daren Wu, I already said it last time, that … that Hong Fu Ran at Night, I must have hit the nail on the head. She was too embarrassed to wear red, so she wore white. En, en, that's how she had the foresight to pick our Marshal …"
Yang Ling's whole body heated up from his words and he wished he could find a hole to hide in. He hurriedly interrupted this unreasonable person's words and shouted, "Get out immediately!"
Big Stick Liu jumped in fright and hurriedly pulled the hesitant Wu Hanchao to escape.
The hall was empty and quiet. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Yang Ling saw the unfriendly expression on Cui Ying 'er's pretty face and his heart couldn't help but shiver. Could it be that because I took over her body, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't take it and specially came back to kill me? It can't be, what did she say just now … her people were injured?
Yang Ling swallowed his saliva and forced a smile with a trembling voice. "I … I didn't want to break my promise, but the Emperor is in the army. If there is a case of an imperial envoy assassination, this matter will definitely be known by the hundreds of officials in the capital. Therefore, I wanted to return to the capital …"
Cui Ying 'er suddenly turned her head away. Yang Ling was about to speak when he suddenly heard her laugh bitterly and sigh faintly. "You … You don't need to say anymore, and you don't need to pretend to be an imperial envoy to be assassinated. I … I left a letter for you, hoping that you would keep your word, but who knew …"
She bit her lip and when she turned her head, her eyes were already brimming with tears. "I, Hong Niangzi, have always been ashamed of breaking promises, but who knew that the ones who couldn't keep their promises were us. You are an official, I am a thief. Since we've met, it's up to you to kill me or cut me up."
Listening to her tone of voice, Yang Ling knew that she must have seen Yang Hu. That man's heart was blinded by greed. Since he had painstakingly planned for many years, he was unwilling to give up his great undertaking of rebellion. Yang Ling and she had a one-night affinity, so he did not dare to call her Madame Yang, in order to avoid provoking her anger out of humiliation. He had no choice but to carefully explain, "Miss Cui … that night … that night I was really …"
Cui Ying 'er's countenance changed; in a stern and tender voice she shouted, "Who told you to call me that? What happened that night? Nothing happened at all! If you say one more word, I will cut your tongue! "
Her hand gripped the hilt of her sword, her body trembled slightly, but in the end she did not draw her sword. Yang Ling was afraid of her martial art skill, so he did not dare to be too presumptuous. However, hearing that in spite of her indignation, she only said that she would cut her own tongue, but did not mention anything about taking his life, the embarrassment and intimidation in her words were far more than the real hatred, Yang Ling's heart could not help but calm down.
He also did not know how to face this kind of situation, so he could only cup his hands and say apologetically, "My apologies, I was rude."
"I … I was ashamed to raise any conditions, but … I still have to be thick-skinned to ask you for one thing, only one thing." Cui Ying 'er suddenly raised her head, her eyes somewhat sorrowful.
Yang Ling was extremely apologetic towards her, so he hurriedly said, "Just say it, as long as it is something that you need, even if it is one thing, a hundred things, a thousand things, I will agree to it."
Hearing him promise like this, Cui Ying 'er's heart suddenly felt much better for no reason.
She was quiet for a moment, then said, "I brought a seriously injured brother to seek medical attention. His leg can no longer be saved, even if he survives, he cannot go against the imperial court. I beg daren, please … please pardon him. As long as you promise me, Cui Ying 'er will immediately cut her throat in front of you, and will not make things difficult for you, this official …"
When Yang Ling heard this, he anxiously said, "No! No! Absolutely not! "
Cui Ying 'er's eyes suddenly became fierce. She looked straight at Yang Ling and slowly unsheathed her sword. Her expression turned cold as she said, "Then call your people in. I will kill one to break even, killing two is considered a profit. If I die in battle today, I will not let my brother down!"
Yang Ling hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, you misunderstood, I am saying that you cannot kill yourself."
Cui Ying 'er was startled. Although her stomach was full of sorrow, the person in front of her was the person she most wanted to see. Hearing this, she still did not know whether to laugh or cry. She weakly moaned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Yang Ling's mind was in turmoil, and Yang Hu's rebellious heart was not dead. Sooner or later, the two of them would have to confront each other. Publicly, this Hong Niangzi had always opposed Yang Hu's rebellion. She had a lot of influence among the bandits. With her around, she could break the morale of the bandits. Privately, he owed her too much. Right now, she had no intention of doing evil. She had only brought a crippled person to seek medical advice. Since the two of them already had that kind of relationship, how could he harden his heart to kill her?
Thinking of this, he said softly, "The people outside are all my trusted subordinates. I'll give them some instructions, and no one will say anything. Since you … since you brought your injured brother here to seek medical treatment, feel free to stay here. I'll pretend I never saw you.
However, I must bring this Witch Doctor Ma back. There is a woman who came back to the capital with me who is suffering from a cold fever. She is on the verge of death, so I want to ask him … "
When Cui Ying 'er heard that a girl had followed him to the capital and that he had personally run out to find a doctor, she suddenly felt a strange sour and bitter feeling in her heart. She couldn't help but blurt out, "Who is this girl to you?"
"Huh?" Yang Ling looked at her in surprise and said, "Hmm … she is my cousin who was separated from me for some reason. I accidentally saw her in Datong, so I brought her back to the capital …"
With these two people's status, one asked something that shouldn't be asked and the other answered honestly. This was very strange. Both of their expressions were a bit unnatural for a moment.
Cui Ying 'er's snow-white face quietly blushed. As the quiet atmosphere became heavier, the blush became deeper and heavier. Cui Ying' er only felt that not only her cheeks were burning, but even her ears and neck were as hot as cooked prawns.
She awkwardly explained, "I … I mean, I can't cure other illnesses, but … but a cold fever is suitable for internal energy treatment. I … I don't want to owe you a favor. Since you have given me a way out, if Witch Doctor Ma doesn't have a suitable prescription, I will help … help your cousin to replenish her Qi and get rid of the cold. We … we are even, no one owes the other."
"Hmm, good, good." Yang Ling nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, but he was too embarrassed to ask her to help.
The atmosphere in the hall became more and more strange. One didn't need to explain and the other accepted it as a matter of course. Cui Ying 'er only felt a pressure that made it hard for her to breathe. Her heart felt a burst of panic for no reason.
She didn't want to show her fear in front of Yang Ling, so she deliberately let her expression become cold. She indifferently said, "I have said what I wanted to say. Sir Yang, please. Let's wait until Sir Yang leads the soldiers to attack my stronghold. Cui Ying 'er won't be tied up without a fight. We will see who has the real ability on the battlefield. "
Yang Ling slowly raised his head and looked at her. Red Lady's face was still red and her eyes were misty. He couldn't tell what kind of charm she had. The words that were originally full of murderous intent and resolute came out soft. It was like the voice of an oriole or a spring breeze. It didn't have any lethality.
Cui Ying 'er saw that he didn't leave. She put on a straight face and put away her sword. She hurriedly turned around and walked inside. Her slender waist swayed and her footsteps were light. Her beautiful back view was indescribably beautiful. But … the moment she flashed behind the curtain, Yang Ling found that her legs seemed to be slightly swaying.
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Uncle Ma, who had always fooled the villagers and won the title of Divine Doctor, was shocked when he entered Yangyuan County and found that the Hua residence was heavily surrounded by the army. There was a sentry every five steps after entering the Hua residence. This made him even more nervous. He couldn't guess the background of these people. But even if he used his butt to guess, he could guess that they must be higher ranking officials than Imperial Physician Hua.
This time he was afraid. This Divine Doctor Ma didn't completely rely on tricks to deceive people. He indeed knew medical skills. It was just that his medical skills were not as good as the two Divine Doctors of Datong. In fact, it was worse by a few points. With his standard, he could at most be considered as the best among the barefoot doctors in the village.
He mixed the medicine with the grass ashes and used the pretense to increase his prestige. Not only could he earn more consultation fees, but it was also easier to gain the trust of the people in the county. But was the relative of the officials someone he could manipulate? At first he thought that it was the old Imperial Physician Hua or a distant relative or something. But looking at this situation, he dared not prescribe medicine carelessly.
Ma Daxian trembled as he entered the Hua residence. For the first time, he didn't dare to pretend to be a ghost. He took the pulse seriously. In the end, he saw that the prescription was snatched away by the two Datong doctors who were unconvinced and brooding over it. They criticized it. They added a medicine here, reduced the dosage there, and belittled it to be worthless. Ma Daxian's celestial clothes were exposed. He immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He admitted that his medical skills were not good. When the two Divine Doctors of Datong saw this, their confidence immediately recovered and they became awe-inspiring.
But their awe-inspiring only lasted for a moment before they were chased out by the little Emperor of Zhengde along with Ma Daxian. Zhengde's last shred of hope was extinguished. He looked at Tang YiXian's waxy yellow face and her sickly and unconscious appearance. He was dejected. Gu Daeyong, Zhang Yong, and Miao Kui saw this and quickly pulled him out of the room, trying to coax him.
Yang Fang's expression was unhappy. She stood at the side with a gloomy face. Seeing the Emperor like this, she finally couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty! The later Your Majesty returns to the capital, the more danger there is in the world! How can a little girl compare to the country's state? Since ancient times, there have been countless fox-like women who have bewitched the ruler and messed up the government. Even if Your Majesty dotes on her, there should be some restraint … "
Zhengde was furious. He pointed at him and said, "Drag him away, zhen doesn't want to see him anymore!"
When the Emperor and Tang YiXian were at the courier station, they fought all day long and it had long become a daily routine for the palace guards. These warriors all had some affection for Tang YiXian. Hearing that Yang Fang's words were unbearable, they all felt indignant. As soon as they heard the Emperor's decree, two of them immediately rushed forward and grabbed Yang Fang and dragged him out. No matter how much he scolded, the nine layers of guards inside and outside did not give him face and were willing to report or let him near the inner hall.
Yang Ling was secretly worried. With Tang YiXian's current condition, it would be too late to send someone back to the capital to fetch Gao Wenxin. He thought of Hong Niang who was still living at Ma Daxian's house. Right now, he could only brace himself and ask her to try again.
However, even though Yang Fang's words were unpleasant to hear, they were crude but not crude. Rationally speaking, the country and the country were not empty words. If there really was trouble, how many people would suffer?
Rationally speaking, Tang YiXian alone could not compare to the people of the world. Moreover, the Emperor stayed here because of her and couldn't stay. If this matter was spread out, whether it was the three empresses of the palace or the officials of the court, they would all see her as a thorn in their side. Moreover, the Emperor staying here would not help her condition at all.
Thinking of this, he sincerely expressed the worries in his heart to the Emperor. Then he sighed and said, "Your Majesty, you care about the world, in this subject's opinion, it's better to take the army back to the capital. If it really can't be done … This subject will stay here to invite doctors to treat Xian 'er. With this subject here, will Your Majesty still not be at ease?"
Hearing this, Zhengde's heart was filled with grief and he couldn't help but cry. Pulling on Yang Ling's sleeve, he cried, "Subject Yang, it's not that zhen doesn't know which is more important, zhen is just worried … worried that once I leave, I won't even be able to see her one last time. Subject's words are all correct, zhen understands, but zhen would rather abandon the world than abandon Tang YiXian! "
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