"Hurry up and help my husband... I'm so immersed."

The yamen officer holding the stick of water and fire hurriedly ran down the steps, and the onlookers also scattered half a big circle, about one meter, like birds and beasts scattered.

The servants of Fengfu, who were far away from the crowd, were suddenly shocked and rushed into the crowd.

But unexpectedly, when he first arrived next to Feng Deyi, there were people who had fallen into the well and fell into the rocks beside him spitting thick phlegm, or still rotten eggs on the gorgeous purple robe, which was simply messy...

"Come on the master home, little boy, go to Tongfutang to find Doctor Zhang." The head of the Fengfu House arranged the matters in an orderly manner.

The youngest man, who was called Xiaoyao, was a servant who looked like a monkey. He wore a green turban on his head. After being greeted, he wandered around the crowd flexibly. He quickly rushed out of the crowd and ran to Tongfutang.

Dozens of yamen officials also started to drive away the onlookers with water and fire sticks. Feng Deyi can be the prime minister of a country. No matter how disgusted it, it cannot happen under their noses.

"Wait, I'll help you." Li Yuan was obsessed with the whisk, with a fairy-like heart, and a smile on his face. The servants of the Fengfu thought that this person was an old friend of the master.

The yamen officials and the officials of the mistress above were either embarrassed or strange, but no one disturbed them, so they spoke to remind the Feng Mansion butler.

The housekeeper of Fengfu bowed to Li Yuan and said, "The Taoist priest is kind, the young man has appreciated it for the master, but the master suddenly faints, what if..."

He didn't say the rest, but no one present could understand, and it was undoubtedly a quack doctor who died, which was considered a polite decline.

"It's okay." Li Yuan walked down the steps and did it in a fake way according to Sun Simiao's usual way of seeing a doctor. He first tested his breath, and then pinched his wrist to take the pulse...

After this gesture, the housekeeper and the Feng Mansion immediately felt that this old Taoist priest was a real skill, and the following words strengthened what they thought.

"I dare not claim that my medical skills are so brilliant. When I was in Cuihua Mountain, Sun Simiao also asked me for medical advice... Penicillin and cowpox cultivation are just fragmentary things I made in my spare time..."

"It turns out that the smallpox epidemic that swept Chang'an a few days ago was actually treated by the Taoist priest. The villain heard that... it was the Supreme Emperor who received guidance from the saint of Taiqing..." The housekeeper suddenly realized, and then remembered the stone tablet erected in front of the Taoist temple. He knelt down and shouted: "The villain kowtowed to Your Majesty. The villain had no idea about Mount Tai before, and almost bumped into Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will forgive you."

Even though this Taoist priest is the Supreme Emperor, the housekeeper can still believe in his truth. The legendary Supreme Emperor met Taiqing in his dream. It is not impossible for the old immortal Sun Simiao to seek the Tao from the Supreme Emperor...

"Master, you have hope of recovery!" The butler knelt beside Feng Deyi with tears in his eyes.

The onlookers and officials had different ideas. For example, Wei Zheng thought that the Supreme Emperor was a sincere gentleman and could not care about past grudges...

As for Dai Zhou and Chu Liang, one was afraid of the majesty of the Supreme Emperor, and the other abandoned Feng Deyi's virtue, so neither of them dared to come forward to dissuade him.

The officials and the Lin family and the Zhou family dared not disturb the Emperor's interest, let alone some of them chewed their hatred and thought of watching the fun.

"Mr. Feng is not in a serious condition, but he has drunk too much milk recently. Human milk is a thing of cold and cold. In addition, he may be unhappy recently and has touched hidden diseases, so he fainted..." Li Yuan said casually.

This guy Feng Deyi wanted to step on him to prove his loyalty to Li Shimin.

He is not a Virgin, so how can he let people pinch flat and round?

As long as Feng Deyi's best treatment time is delayed, he still doesn't believe it and he can't kill him!

This old man is so bad!

Although the Fengfu butler did not understand medical skills, he actually felt a sense of high spirit and harshness when he heard the Supreme Emperor casually speaking the noun.

He hurriedly asked, "Dare you dare to ask Your Majesty, what prescription should you prescribe?"

Li Yuan was so happy that he saw the expressions that everyone seemed to understand, and inexplicably felt that he was really a miracle doctor. A faint sense of pride poured into his heart, and his chest was quite high.

Hearing the butler's words, he was stunned at first, and then continued, "No precious medicine is needed, orange peel, deer antlers, sheep whip, Suoyang, Morindaemon, Cistanche, Cuscuta, Xianzu, Tsingwujia, Xianlings, Xianlings..."

"It seems that these are almost all drugs to strengthen aphrodisiacs?" Wei Zheng couldn't help but remind.

Li Yuan glared at him with disdain and said, "This is my prescription. Do you believe it or not? Feng Xianggong has accumulated coldness into his body. If he is in his prime, he needs to treat it like peeling silk and cocoons. However, for a person as old as Feng Xianggong, serious illnesses need to be treated..."

The housekeeper was grateful and kowtowed to Li Yuan. The Supreme Emperor was a level 1 immortal who received Taiqing's guidance. In addition, Sun Simiao and the old immortal had also asked him for advice. What's more, the proud expression just now was not like a fake. It was this kind of behavior of a famous doctor who was truly capable. He could not believe it under the various halos.

After thanking the Supreme Emperor, the housekeeper hurriedly directed the servants to carry Feng Deyi into the sedan chair, and rushed back to Feng Mansion with great enthusiasm.

Li Yuan looked at their backs and smiled secretly, "Sin, sin."

What surprised Li Yuan later was that after Dr. Zhang from Tongdetang came to diagnose Feng Deyi, the prescription prescribed made the Feng family distrust...

...

At night, Liangyi Hall.

"I am the Minister of Rites Dai Zhou, who is the Minister of Rites, and I will meet your Majesty." Dai Zhou respectfully politely to Li Shimin.

He looked up carefully at His Majesty the Emperor's back. His Majesty sat cross-legged behind the desk and could only see blurred figures.

Countless people think that Dai Zhou is a capable minister under Feng Deyi, but he understands how thicker his thighs can be thicker than the emperor's thighs?

What's more, Feng Deyi, a big tree covering the sky, has long been decayed. With just a little help from the outside world, it is possible to push the tree down. And he, Dai Zhou, is a scattered scattered on the tree.

The alert snails will check the past wind. They will often use their flexible arms to use inertia and strong wind to go to another towering tree plate.

"How did Dai Qing think of this yesterday?" Li Shimin's deep eyes looked at Dai Zhou, like a deep ancient well, without any turmoil.

Dai Zhou tightened his heart, gritted his teeth, and expressed his opinion: "The Supreme Emperor is like a sick tiger in the forest. His sharp claws and sharp teeth have been smoothed out. He can only use his tall body to intimidate pedestrians..."

In Dai Zhou's opinion, although the Supreme Emperor is very handsome today, he is actually a sick tiger. Otherwise, why would he personally fight with Feng Deyi?

Although the rogue's behavior makes people hate it, it will also make people despise it!

Li Shimin lowered his head and twisted the ring in his hand. He pondered: "Even if it is a sick tiger, it is a tiger..."

After saying that, he sighed softly, "It is my responsibility to fall into danger!"

"Can……"

His Majesty the Emperor in the shadow finally raised his head, his slightly narrowed eyes finally opened, revealing a star-like light.

He smiled and said, "The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, but it would still share the captured hares with the sick tiger, and I will do the same!"

The few stars dared to compete with the bright moon even more. What he wanted to do was to do the great cause of the king and the immortal achievements of the eternal ones!

To successfully fade the shadow of the Supreme Emperor, it requires thousands of times of effort. There is no star in the edge of the hot sun hanging high in the sky!

At this moment, the crying sounds of women and children came from the Taipingfang Feng Mansion, and three-foot white silk was hung on the door plaque...

And tomorrow is the Winter Solstice Festival where family reunions and eat flat food!
Chapter completed!