Transmigrated To Be A Pretty Doctor Girl - Chapter 623

If he can’t get the emperor’s permission to search, he can’t find the evidence. If his ambiguous statement leads to the emperor’s intention to kill the Queen’s family, then innocence will become guilt. Jing Zhaoyin doesn’t dare to take the risk.

He only drooped his head and said, “I’m incompetent. I can’t find out the truth. Please surrender.”

The emperor was very angry in his heart. Since winter came, it may be that all kinds of charcoal fires in the palace were burning too vigorously. He always felt dry and wanted to get angry when nothing bothered him. What’s more, Jing Zhaoyin didn’t do a good job now.

The emperor’s face turned red, and his breathing became urgent. Unfortunately, Jing Zhaoyin kept his head down and didn’t dare to look at him, so that he didn’t find out in time.

The emperor pointed to him and was about to say something when he suddenly felt dark in front of him. He was surprised and quickly stood still. Fortunately, after a while, his vision returned to normal.

The emperor calmed down and saw that Jing Zhaoyin was still standing under him with his head down. It was no different from before. It seemed that he had not found his abnormality just now.

The emperor was relieved. Now he was anxious to send Jing Zhaoyin away, so he didn’t plan to investigate his responsibility. He said, “tomorrow is new year’s Eve. I’ll close the pen. I won’t approve the red again until after the 15th. You can’t relax these days. You can still pursue this case and report to me as soon as you have a clue! ”

Although Jing Zhaoyin didn’t know that the emperor was obviously going to be angry just now, he was about to let him go when the wind and rain came down. However, it’s better to get less scolding. He quickly promised, “yes, I will do my best.”

After thinking about it, the emperor added: “during the first month, you should also strengthen your guard. I don’t want to cause any more trouble on this happy day. It’s enough that the envoys were attacked once. If there is another similar case, don’t blame me for turning a cold shoulder! ”

What else can Jing Zhaoyin say? He should answer it at the same time.

The emperor waved Jing Zhaoyin back and sat down at his desk in the palace. He had planned to call the imperial doctor, but he hesitated and gave up.

Apart from other things, he knows that there are many doctors in Tai hospital, and they have a good relationship with the nobility in Beijing. Even if it’s a big crime to disclose the emperor’s pulse case, it’s inevitable that no one wants to take risks.

I want to call a young one who has little to do with the nobility in Beijing, but I’m afraid that the young doctors are not good at medicine.

The emperor thought about it again and again, and then he thought of the Ziyang Taoist who was detained in the palace by him now.

The Taoist priest is really a good-looking man, and the pills on his way forward are really effective. After the emperor ate them, he always felt that his spirit was obviously better than before. Unfortunately, immortal Ziyang insisted that he also needed to stress mood and timing in his own alchemy. Moreover, good pills are not comparable to ordinary pills, and can’t be made one pot at a time, I haven’t offered any pills for a while.

The emperor felt that this Taoist was different from other demons. He was really an honest monk, and he trusted him more in his heart.

The emperor thought about it. The immortal Ziyang traveled to the capital from other places and was invited into the palace. He didn’t even know any people in the capital, let alone any deeper involvement. After entering the palace, he kept practicing behind closed doors, and even no outsiders were seen. He was really the most suitable person to meet in this situation.

So the emperor, under the banner of discussing with immortal Ziyang, ran to find him.

Immortal Ziyang stayed in the palace very much.

At the beginning, he was a little excited. After all, it’s all in this era, and what xiaju feisheng basically only exists in the legend. Monks can still hope for a lifetime. What else can Taoists hope for?

It’s nothing more than success and prosperity in my life.

——Of course, this is the idea of immortal Ziyang as a false Taoist.

As a result, his fate was so magical. The day before, he was still worried about being involved in a human life lawsuit. He had no power and was an outsider, so he couldn’t get away. As a result, he was picked up the next day, and was recommended to the emperor through this great man.

Immortal Ziyang was very nervous when he was waiting for Miansheng. His thinking was the same as that of most people in the world. He always thought that the emperor was the son of heaven, the most honorable person in the underground on this day. His half bucket of water was not up to the standard. If he put it in front of the emperor’s eyes, he was afraid that he would be seen through in less than a moment!

However, although he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, immortal Ziyang did not dare to tell the noble man who recommended him about his actual situation. If he was regarded as a useless liar, he would not even have the chance to go to prison this time. He was afraid that he would be killed quietly in the middle of the night and swept away with grass when the dark wind was high, It was thrown into the mass grave.

Immortal Ziyang dragged on and on until he was recommended. He didn’t wait for the right opportunity to explain to others, so he was taken into the palace and waited outside the emperor’s hall.

It has to be said that immortal Ziyang’s good looks have helped him for so long. In his body, the law of what appearance comes from the heart no longer works. Only by his appearance and temperament, we can’t see that this is a half bottle of water. We just think that he must be a true person.

As long as the person with eyes, will not be immune to sensory influence, and the first impression is particularly important.

When the emperor saw immortal Ziyang’s head, he was wearing a simple Taoist robe with simple Tai Chi pattern embroidered on the corner of his robe. He stepped on plain cloth shoes at his feet, and with a brush in his hand, he crossed the hall door calmly.

It can be seen that the emperor is just an ordinary man with mortal eyes. He can’t see through the appearance of immortal Ziyang’s calm and self-confidence that he is so flustered that he just wants to turn around and run away.

When the emperor was a child, he was not trained as a future crown prince. In terms of learning, several gentlemen did not have high requirements for him. As long as the future vassal kings don’t make any mistakes in major events, they all have the help of their subordinate officials.

How many children are naturally willing to learn?

Since Mr. A is not demanding, the students just try to fool around. In this way, both sides are easy to deal with each other, and the relationship between Mr. A and the students is very harmonious.

Later, the emperor became ambitious and only worked hard on intrigue. It was tiring enough for him to figure out what to do next in his mind every day. How could he have the time and energy to supplement his cultural lessons?