Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 393: I am lazy, can’t I?

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This battle has confused everyone. Is the Ninth Prince... standing up?

Emperor Tianwu said with a proud smile, "Lao Jiu is better off standing still." He was a typical spectator who was not afraid of trouble, so he yelled - "Keep fighting! There are so many people watching. !"

Xuan Tianming raised his lips and gave an evil smile, "What's the hurry? Wait until he sits firmly."

Looking at Xing Haisheng who was pushed to the wheelchair, he didn’t know whether he suffered internal injuries or just couldn’t adapt to the wheelchair. As soon as he sat on it, it began to shake. He felt that the ground must be uneven. Otherwise, why would the wheelchair keep spinning and not stop?

Uncle Qianzhou was so angry that he shouted: "Get out of the wheelchair quickly!"

This sentence finally reminded Xing Haisheng. His mind came to his senses, and he immediately pulled out the gun directly into the sky with luck from his dantian.

Unfortunately, before the buttocks could all leave the wheelchair seat, Xuan Tianming slapped him on the shoulder with the back of a knife, and then slapped him back.

One wanted to get out of the wheelchair, and the other stopped him from getting out of the wheelchair. This back and forth, thirty moves passed quickly. Xuan Tianming no longer wanted to deal with him, so he raised the back of his sword and picked up the sword that Xing Haisheng had held in his hand that had not been unsheathed. As soon as the sword left his body, it immediately came out of its sheath. He swung the sword and broke the sword in half.

"It's boring." Someone stopped his move neatly, shook his head and said: "There's no point in cutting off a borrowed sword. You can pick up your own weapon and come back to fight with me some other time. Now - —" He glanced at the wheelchair the man was sitting on and smiled evilly, "Now, get up for me!"

As soon as the words came out, the figure flashed. No one could see clearly when and how the Ninth Prince moved. Their eyes were blurred, and a baggage-like object was thrown far away. That thing was none other than Qianzhou Military General Xing Haisheng. Xuan Tianming wheeled the person out of his wheelchair, then sat back in the wheelchair, and waved in one direction: "Hengheng, come here and push me."

Feng Yuheng smiled and stepped forward to push the wheelchair, but her little hand took the opportunity to pinch the back of his neck hard.

I told you to pretend!

Feng Yuheng was not happy, and there were two people who were even more unhappy. It was Qian Zhou's imperial uncle and his fellow civil servant Chang Da. The emperor's uncle said angrily: "Your Majesty the Ninth Prince has obviously recovered from his leg injury, why is he still sitting in a wheelchair?"

Xuan Tianming glanced at him and replied seriously: "Because I'm lazy."

"Humph!" The emperor's uncle flicked his sleeves and his face became even more ugly.

Xuan Tianming was puzzled, "What does it have to do with you whether I sit in a wheelchair or not? Did you push me?"

General Pingnan had long disliked the people of Qianzhou, so he also joined in and said, "That is, I eat your Qianzhou food and drink your Qianzhou water? You don't care what chair other people's children sit on. ?"

With a few words, Emperor Zhou's uncle was so choked up that his face turned red and he couldn't say a word. Someone had already brought Xing Haisheng back. The man lowered his head shamelessly and did not dare to say a word.

Xuan Tianming turned around and looked at the ministers on the left and right, and said with great dissatisfaction: "My king's leg was cured by the Lord of Ji'an County. Why, you didn't say anything?"

All the ministers and ministers quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness on the recovery of both legs!"

He then nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, let's get up." Then he looked at Tianwu and said loudly: "My father has worried me."

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Tianwu waved his hands repeatedly, which was clearly a polite word, but why did he look at Lao Jiu's face and see something wrong?

Zhang Yuan poked him and whispered: "My legs are so injured, how can I not be worried?"

Oh! He nodded and quickly changed his words: "I was worried before, but isn't your wife a miraculous doctor? She promised me last time that your legs would be healed, and I even fought with Zhang Yuan, a **** eunuch. I made a bet, and I said you would be well next year, but he didn’t mean next year, and he lost me one hundred taels of silver. Look, my father has more confidence in you, right?"

Zhang Yuan almost bit off his tongue. Your Majesty, just to please your son, you sold me out like this?

He said to Tianwu in a low voice: "I have no money."

"I'll reward you later." Zhang Yuan thought it was good to get a reward, and nodded with satisfaction, but Tianwu added: "You can pay it back to me after the reward is over."

Let him die first!

Feng Yuheng couldn’t bear the embarrassment of the father and son anymore, and quickly took over the words: “Father, now the refining of new steel has begun to be stepped up. I believe that in time Dashun’s soldiers will be able to make weapons out of the steel. It’s in your hand. When the world comes, I also ask my father to come to the camp to inspect it in person.”

Xuan Tianming also said: "It's time to go and see for yourself. With 30,000 steel weapons in hand, the scene is more than spectacular."

Tianwu was so excited by what they said, he nodded repeatedly, "Okay! Okay! When the steel tool is finished, I must go and see it."

The Dashun ministers were talking a lot, and the topics all revolved around the steel knife. Feng Jinyuan wanted to come forward and talk to Feng Yuheng several times, but when he saw her cold eyes, she didn't look at him at all. One glance and I lost the courage again.

At this time, a young **** hurriedly ran forward, knelt on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, Qian Zhou Shisun has been found."

"Oh?" Tianwu asked, "Where did you find it? Did you bring it back?"

The **** replied: "I found it in the capital and have brought it back to the palace."

As soon as the emperor's uncle Qianzhou heard that his grandson had been found, he immediately became excited and asked anxiously: "Where is he? Where is he?"

At this time, I heard a voice coming from far away from the other end of the main hall square: "Grandpa! Kun'er is here!"

Feng Yuheng trembled, Kuner? It's a shame he can speak out.

With the shout of the dwarf, people were also brought to the square. Tianwu looked at him wrapped in a blanket and felt a little strange, "What are you doing wrapped in a blanket on this hot day?"

The dwarf knelt down with a plop, kowtowed to Tianwu three times, and then said in a tearful voice: "Please make the decision for Kuner, your Majesty!"

Tianwu was puzzled: "Who is the master?" Thinking again, "Oh, I heard that he was kidnapped?"

Qian Zhou’s uncle also came forward and bowed: "Thieves are rampant, I hope the Holy One will investigate."

Tianwu asked the officers and soldiers who brought the people up, "Tell me, what's going on?"

The officer and soldier were the ones who were howled by the dwarf Feng Kun at the gate of the County Lord's Mansion. He immediately told everyone what happened before, and then looked at Feng Kun in confusion: "That's really not true. I understand why the descendant of Qian Zhou went to the wilderness alone. If he hadn't met Mrs. Yao, I'm afraid he would have been eaten by a wild beast by now, right?"

Uncle Qianzhou quit: "That's nonsense. Didn't you hear Kun'er say that he was kidnapped?"

The officer and the soldier rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that you, a thousand-year-old imperial uncle, came to Dashun to show off your prestige, and then threw out another fact to him: "Mrs. Yao came back from the camp. , how can I have the time to go to the capital to abduct my grandson, and then walk around the countryside, it’s not right even if I count the time!”

Na Feng Kun quickly took over the words: "I went to play outside the city by myself, and met the gang of thieves on the way. Not only did they hang me from the tree, they also threw me into the river."

"Yo!" The officer and soldier were happy again, "On the way into the palace, I just wanted to say, Shisun, your legs are very fast! Did you go out to play in the middle of the night?"

Hearing the secret, Tianwu stared at Feng Kun and asked, "When did you meet the Yao family?"

Feng Kun knew that this lie could not withstand scrutiny and was full of loopholes, so he simply pretended to be a child and said, "I forgot."

Uncle Qian Zhou had an angry look on his face, "Your Majesty, Kun'er is still young, so it's normal for him to run out and play, but why is that woman Yao so vicious? She..."

Bah!

Abruptly, before he finished his sentence, Emperor Qian Zhou felt his eyes blur, as if something flashed by. Then his face suddenly felt hot, as if something was dripping down. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and actually touched blood on his hand.

Every one of Dashun’s ministers and workers hid their mouths and snickered, saying that they deserved it. They didn’t do more homework before visiting Dashun. It’s not good to scold anyone. Are you scolding the mother of the county master of Ji’an? I'm going to slap you lightly, and I haven't even hit you with a steel knife yet. If he was really beaten to death, it would be considered a sacrificial sword.

Uncle Qianzhou was dumbfounded. He endured great pain to find the root cause. He saw the whip in Xuan Tianming's hand at a glance and was so angry that he opened his mouth to curse. Before the words could be spoken, Emperor Tianwu said: "What's the matter? Are you planning to scold me?"

Uncle Qian Zhou was stunned, and his brain started to work instantly. Those reports about the monarch of Dashun who had always doted on the Ninth Prince indiscriminately came up one after another, including that the Ninth Prince followed the same example and would not dote on him indiscriminately. Everything about the Lord of Jian County is also clear. He began to be afraid that he was from Qianzhou, and coming to Dashun without any chance was like a sheep entering the wolf's den. If he said anything more, he would lose his head!

However, I felt aggrieved despite saying that, so I could only tell Tianwu: "Your Majesty, I, Qian Zhou, have paid tribute year after year over the years and have always adhered to my duty as a foreign country. Why do you..."

"Abide by your duty?" As for the light ones, if Madam hadn’t been soft-hearted and followed the king’s wishes, she should have washed them, stripped them of their hair, cut them into pieces and thrown them into a pot to cook.”

"You——" Emperor Qianzhou was shocked. Xuan Tianming suddenly spoke evil words, which gave him a bad premonition. If something hadn't fallen into the opponent's hands, even if he was the Ninth Prince, he shouldn't have openly broken up with Qian Zhou like this. You know, Kun'er came to Dashun as the grandson of Qianzhou, which is of royal blood!

He realized that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to delve into the reason. He quickly stepped forward to help Feng Kun up and held him in his arms, and then said: "That's all, Qianzhou is a Fan country, so naturally he can't compete with Dashun. Since Kun'er Now that we have found it, I will no longer pursue it further."

However, it was not his decision whether to pursue the case or not. He heard Xuan Tianming say again: "I don't care whether you pursue the case or not, but there is one thing you Qianzhou must explain clearly to me - put a Adults with dwarfism dress up as children and bring them to Dashun. What do they want?"