Just as Huarong was nagging at Gu Changrui and Gu Changrui was trying his best to persuade him, the old divine doctor 'restrained' Lou Yiyang in front of him with an ashen face.
As the representative poet of this era, Lou Yiyang was as courageous as many poets in history. He looked at the old divine doctor with a proud gaze that could not be ignored. "Divine Doctor, why did you poison my family and ask me to meet you here? If I remember correctly, I have never offended the Godly Doctor. Isn't it a little dishonorable for the Godly Doctor to act like this? "
The old divine doctor's face was a little painful. If he had a mirror, he would see that his face was extremely ugly. He could not see his face, but his heart was full of resentment. He thought that if it were not for the fact that he could only use the simplest and most violent method in this time and space, he would not have to go through so much trouble. He could have just used magic to control them!
After thinking for a moment, he felt that the excuse he had thought of was not suitable to be said, so he laughed and said, "Old Man was also forced by others. It's all for the sake of living."
"It's useless to say more. Divine Doctor, please state your conditions. As long as it doesn't violate the country's laws, I am willing to satisfy your requests." Although he was a poet with a proud heart, he did not dare to offend the divine doctor. Not for himself, but for his family, he also hoped to have a friendly relationship with the divine doctor.
The old divine doctor raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Old Man likes to talk to smart people. It's delightful."
"Please speak."
"Eighth Prince." The old divine doctor was impatient and spoke quickly.
Lou Yiyang's face suddenly changed. His pupils shrank and he looked at the old divine doctor in shock. "Goodbye!"
He said and turned around without any hesitation. The old divine doctor had a headache and wanted to use magic to crush his head. However, when he thought of Xi Shi's face, he controlled himself. "Mr. Lou, why are you in such a hurry? Many people are looking for the Eighth Prince now. Are you so confident that he won't be found? How sure are you that you can protect him even if he is found? "
"I don't know what you're talking about." Lou Yiyang finally stopped.
"The Old Man alone can destroy the entire Family Lou. How long do you think you can protect him? The best way is to let him smoothly ascend the throne. Only with supreme authority can he preserve his life. Otherwise … "The old divine doctor smiled blankly." Otherwise, no one can save him. "
Lou Yiyang was already angry, and when he heard that the old Godly Doctor could single-handedly destroy the Family Lou, he became even angrier. He mocked, "Then Old Man would like to see how the Godly Doctor will destroy the Family Lou!"
"Don't you feel that you are becoming more and more irritable and cold?" The old divine doctor put away his cold smile and looked at him with certainty.
Lou Yiyang's expression changed. "What did you do to me?"
"What can we do? It's just a little poison. Don't be nervous. As long as you are willing to personally take the Eighth Prince to see the Princess of Minhui, everything can be discussed. " The old divine doctor spoke with incomparable sincerity. "You see, once you die, the Second Master of the Family Lou will completely become a businessman. No one in the Family Lou's younger generation is as knowledgeable as you. Once the Family Lou enters the business register, they will be at the mercy of others."
Although the status of businessmen in this era was low, it was not to the point where they would be at the mercy of others.
But many times, people were not afraid of death. They were afraid of loss, afraid of the death of someone they cared about, or other things, such as integrity, status, and reputation.
Under the effects of the medicine, Lou Yiyang's consideration of the problem became less and less comprehensive. He completely could not tell that the old divine doctor's words were full of loopholes. He began to panic.
"Mr. Lou, you don't trust the Princess of Minhui, but don't you trust the Gu Family? I believe you have also investigated the Gu Family. The first three generations of the Gu Family are all good people. It is better to hand the Eighth Prince over to the Gu Family than to hand him over to the Ninth Prince. What do you think? "
Lou Yiyang felt that there was something wrong, but he could not figure it out. He narrowed his eyes at the old divine doctor. "But he is too vicious. His desire for revenge has not died, and he has no ability to govern a country."
"The Eighth Prince is only in his early twenties. He can still learn. Teach him slowly." The old divine doctor lowered his voice, looking like a trafficker.
"Can he really be taught?"
"Of course." The old divine doctor nodded.
At the inn, Ruyi brought the most famous local hibiscus cake to Huarong. She ate two pieces and felt that she was probably not suitable to live in a place like Yangzhou. The hibiscus cake was not big and tasty, so she slumped on the chair like a dead dog. "Boss, Lou Yiyang is here."
Before she could doze off, Lai Jiu said, "He also brought someone with him." He added when he reached Huarong's side.
Huarong originally wanted to punch him, but fortunately, he added in time, giving Huarong time to stop. He climbed up from the chair and rushed out. Sure enough, he saw Lou Yiyang leading a young man who definitely did not look like his mother. The man's appearance … Forget it, forget it. Huarong decided not to comment. Looking at the man's features, he looked a little like the old emperor.
The Eighth Prince!
Her eyes lit up. "Mr. Lou, please! Quickly, quickly serve Sir tea! "
Lou Yiyang's face was expressionless. He even looked a little dazed. But that was not important. As long as he brought the Eighth Prince here, he would be 2.8 in Huarong's heart.
After inviting them into the room, Huarong asked Lai Jiu to invite Zhao Han-chul and Gu Changrui. Without waiting for them to come, Lou Yiyang pointed at the young man and said, "You asked for the Eighth Prince."
This sentence was said a little mechanically, as if it was programmed. But after this sentence, Lou Yiyang's entire temperament changed. He returned to the arrogant and aloof appearance he had when they first met. "Why am I here?"
Huarong narrowed his eyes. He felt that something was wrong, but it was not important. He had already said who the Eighth Prince was. Huarong rushed forward and held the Eighth Prince's hand. "Greetings to Your Royal Highness, the Eighth Prince! I am your sworn sister, the Princess of Minhui. Imperial Brother, I have been looking for you for so long! "
Zhao Han-chul and Gu Changrui were shocked when they heard this shameless introduction. Gu Changrui was used to it, but Zhao Han-chul was shocked for a long time.
"Why are you here too?" Not only Zhao Han-chul and Gu Changrui were shocked, but Lou Yiyang was also shocked. He did not remember at all that he had brought the Eighth Prince here.
Huarong wondered if the immortals were helping him. He recalled the old miracle-working doctor and the two strange people and became more determined to seek immortality. He even began to think about such a distant thing as a Taoist name.
"Greetings to Your Royal Highness." Zhao Han-chul and Gu Changrui did not care about what Lou Yiyang said. They heard it clearly. Huarong had just acknowledged his sworn brother, so there was no doubt that it was the Eighth Prince.
Xi Shi's gaze fell on his hands. He finally touched her again, but it was a pity that these hands were not his!
When Huarong heard his brother and Zhao Han-chul's voices, he quickly put down his hands. Xi Shi suddenly felt empty in his heart. He wanted to touch Huarong more, but he did not want other men's hands to touch her.
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