Xuan Tianmo felt that if he continued to interact with old ninth, he would definitely suffer from internal injuries. From a young age until now, he had been spouting nonsense with a straight face. As he grew older, his ability to spout nonsense also improved. What was it? Did he want to catch him looking at Feng Yu Heng a few more times during today's palace banquet? Was there no end to this? He was really pulling whatever disgusting onto him. Although he didn't care about his reputation, wouldn't it still be annoying?
Even the most tactful person was fuming with anger at Xuan Tianming. Xuantian Mo used a full twenty breaths of time to compose himself. When he was finally able to ensure that there was no anger in his words, he opened his mouth and said, "Ninth Brother has loved twisting words and forcing logic since he was young. It seems that this skill has become more and more powerful as he grows older. You are the younger brother, so eighth brother won't bicker with you. Today, no matter how much you pester endlessly, it's useless. Since I was able to bring people back from the south, today, I want a definite explanation. Moreover, as matters stand, even if I don't want an explanation, do you think that the civil and military officials will let it go so easily? "
As he spoke, he looked at the officials in the hall. There were quite a few who stood on his side. When they saw this, it was as if they had received an imperial edict. They immediately echoed, "That's right! We just want an explanation. As long as Princess Ji 'an can give us a reasonable explanation for her abilities, this request is not excessive! "
For a moment, all the officials got up, and even their families started to make a ruckus. The Eighth Prince's faction actually didn't have many people. Most of them were military officials, and the civil officials were very weak. However, this kind of provocative work didn't require too many people. People loved to gossip. They fanned the flames in the hall. Of course, the opposing side couldn't do anything. However, those who were neutral, especially those who didn't have high official ranks and didn't belong to any faction, were easily incited. Furthermore, what they said wasn't wrong. They just wanted to know where the Princess Ji An's abilities came from. This wasn't too much. Someone even said loudly, "We've all used Hundred Herb Hall's medicine and had Hundred Herb Hall's doctors examine us. We can rest assured! Where did the medicine come from? "
Just like that, the palace banquet turned into a ruckus. Tianwu frowned as he watched from the main seat, but he did not say anything to suppress them. First of all, the law could not punish the masses. There were too many troublemakers, and they did not make any unreasonable demands. If he were to suppress them, it would easily incite the anger of the officials. Sometimes, the Emperor couldn't really be willful and reckless. He had to be rewarded sometimes. Moreover, he really wanted to see how Feng Yu Heng would deal with this farce. Of course, to be honest, he was also curious about Feng Yu Heng's abilities. Thus, with these complicated thoughts, Tianwu became a spectator. He just watched the chaos below; however, he did not say anything.
As for the Empress, she was someone who was good at reading people's expressions. Seeing Tianwu's attitude, how could she not understand? Thus, he didn't say anything and just sipped his tea. When the members of the imperial harem saw the Empress like this, they had a bit of an understanding. Either way, they did not have much of a right to speak. Seeing that the Empress and Imperial Concubine Gu Xian had chosen to remain uninvolved, what was the point of them joining in on the fun! Only Noble Lady Yuan would speak up from time to time. She was the Eighth Prince's birth mother. For her to speak up at this time, the people could understand.
Feng Yu Heng had already stood up, but at this time, she sat back down in her chair. Leaning back, she crossed her arms and looked more relaxed than anyone else. It was only when the officials were no longer able to continue their one-man show and began to glare angrily at Feng Yu Heng that she shrugged and smiled: "Tired? There is tea on the table. Everyone, please moisten your throats first. "
Xuan Tian Ge also spoke up from the side: "What are you all still standing there for? Bring out some new tea for these lords! "
The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Younger sister is doing this again. You've been with Ming for a long time and have learned from him to avoid the important matters and dwell on the trivial matters. This is not good."
Feng Yu Heng laughed: "But she did not argue with him. Instead, she asked:" Where did Your Highness the Eighth Prince get to know these Persians? Just now, you said that these people went to a small desert country to dance? "
The Eighth Prince nodded: "That's right."
"Oh." Feng Yu Heng pondered for a while then turned to ask the dancers: "Do you have a leader? Come out and speak with me. " She asked for a long time, but no one answered, thus she continued: "Oh, pretend that you don't understand the Dashun language. That's fine. This doctor, if you can speak the Dashun language, I will ask you. Do you perform in the South of Dashun all year round? "
That doctor did not understand and replied seriously: "That's right, they are dancers who travel outside. I am a doctor who has always been following them."
"Oh." Feng Yu Heng nodded, speaking in a calm tone, "A dancer that travels the world. Then as the doctor who follows them, you should be quite familiar with them, right? How are the families of these dancers? Do they rely on dancing to support themselves and their families, or do you belong to a certain faction in Persia? Do you have financial support? "
That doctor was stunned then smiled bitterly: "Imperial Daughter, families with good family backgrounds, who would send their children outside to be dancers! They are all poor people and could not survive in Persia. With no other choice, they risked their lives to take a large ship and come to Dashun. Including this old one, I was also scared of being poor in Persia. Even if I have medical skills, I almost starved to death a few times. However, the people of Dashun are still a bit resistant to Persian singing and dancing, so we chose Gu Shu. "
Feng Yu Heng understood what he meant. The people of Da Shun were relatively conservative. Persian dancers' attire would be hard for them to accept for the time being. As for the people of Da Mo, they would be a bit more open, and it would be easier for them to accept.
Of course, this was not a problem she needed to consider. After hearing the doctor's words, Feng Yu Heng suddenly laughed. She laughed while saying to the Eighth Prince, Xuantian Mo: "Your Highness the eighth prince is truly amusing. A group of dancers and a doctor who follows this group are all the lowest class citizens of Persia. They are people who are constantly facing the possibility of starving to death. You brought them to the palace like this, brought them in front of imperial father, and said they can represent Persia? Represent Persia's national situation? Represent Persia's medical skills? "As she spoke, she faced the officials and raised her voice to say:" Are there any imperial physicians present? "
Immediately, a few people came forward and bowed to Feng Yu Heng.
Feng Yu Heng nodded, "You are all national healers. Now, this imperial daughter is saying that your medical skills are only at the same level as the barefoot doctors outside. Are you happy? Oh, or are they those barefoot doctors who can't eat their fill just by relying on their medical skills and have to scrounge for food among the dancers and singers and have to travel far away to eat? If they say that their treatment can represent you, are you happy? If they don't know how to practice medicine, then they go around saying that you don't know how to do it either. Are you happy? "
The imperial physicians all shook their heads, expressing their displeasure. One person even said: "If our medical skills were truly at the same level as those low-class traveling doctors, we wouldn't be able to enter the palace of Dashun, much less treat the emperor and concubines."
"That's right, isn't that a joke? Civil officials have imperial examinations, and military officials have to take the martial arts exam. Our Imperial Hospital isn't a place where just anyone can enter. They have to go through layers of screening and assessment before they can enter the palace. How can traveling doctors compare? "
There was no need for Feng Yu Heng to say anything, as the imperial physicians immediately began to look down on the Persian doctor, "A Persian doctor is on the verge of starving to death in his own country, yet he still has the nerve to come to Da Shun's imperial palace and call himself a doctor? What can you possibly cure with your current condition? "
"Go back to your Persia! Don't make a fool of yourself here! "
Feng Yu Heng just watched the imperial physicians vent. When the anger had subsided a little, she said to the eighth prince: "Your Highness the eighth prince heard it all. These are the Persian doctors that you spoke of. There's also that group of dancers. You're going to have them represent Persia? Wouldn't that mean that any dancers from a remote town in Dashun can go outside and say that they can represent Dashun? As long as they don't know, haven't seen, and haven't heard of it, they can say that Dashun doesn't have it? Your Highness, you just want to find a Persian doctor to confront me. At the very least, shouldn't you find a Persian imperial physician? What is this? Not to mention that I once had a strange master as my master, even my grandfather, Yao Xian, and the imperial physicians below also look down on his medical skills. Your Highness, you are looking down on me, Dashun! "
These words finally made Xuantian Mo's expression change slightly. His face was cloudy and uncertain. But it was only for a moment. He quickly adjusted himself and then said to Feng Yu Heng: "Not to mention whether they can represent Persia or not, you just mentioned your strange master. Can Your Highness tell me who he is?"
"Okay!" Feng Yu Heng casually said a name in Persian. Of course, she was speaking in modern Iranian, but she did her best to choose some words that had been used since ancient times. It was such that even Persians could understand it. It was a very special name; however, it was something that Persians would come up with. Feng Yu Heng was indeed speaking a language that they were familiar with.
The Persian doctor subconsciously said: "Your Highness can speak Persian?"
Feng Yu Heng rolled her eyes: "What a joke. My master is a Persian. Even if I can't speak fluently, I can still speak a few sentences. Doctor, I won't make things difficult for you. I just want to tell you that your medical skills are not even 1% of my master's. I have a Persian master as my master, so what I learned is naturally something that you don't know. "
The doctor was still defending himself: "Even if I don't know, I should have heard of it!"
Before Feng Yu Heng could reply, an imperial physician shouted: "This old man has a unique acupuncture technique that is secretly passed down in my family. In the entire Dashun, I am the only one who knows how to use it. How can those mountain doctors say that our Dashun doesn't have this kind of acupuncture technique when they have never heard of it?"
The doctor couldn't refute this. He also knew that he couldn't represent all of Persia like Feng Yu Heng and the others said. Back in the South, when His Highness the Eighth Prince told him about Feng Yu Heng's medical skills, he was surprised and knew that he had never heard of it. Now that he thought about it, if the imperial physicians in the palace heard it, he might lose his head. Who knew if it was a secret technique of the imperial physicians?
For a moment, the Persian doctor lost his confidence and silently took two steps back …
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