When Yuan Gong walked out of the imperial city, he was still wearing a red round-necked official robe. He put away his umbrella and walked into a carriage. Under Yuan Gong's instructions, a group of carriages and ceremonial followers went to Taiping Gate.

After the troops walked out of Taiping Gate, Yuan Gong left most of the entourage guards, leaving only one carriage to take two people to Qingshou Temple. When the late emperor visited Qingshou Temple in person, there were not many people, so Yuan Gong naturally would not go to Qingshou Temple to show his official ceremonies.

He entered Qingshou Temple and lit a stick of incense in the Main Hall. The monk Qingyuan came over and took Yuan Gong to the place where Daoyan presided over.

Monk Qingyuan pushed open a wooden door, then clasped his hands together and said, "Master, Yuan Siqing is here."

"Come in." Dao Yan said in an old voice.

Yuan Gong closed the door with his backhand when he entered the door. When he turned around, he saw Monk Qingyuan guarding the door and nodded gently to it.

I saw that Daoyan's vegetarian room was like a Confucian study room, with many scriptures placed around it, and even Confucian scriptures. Daoyan sat cross-legged in front of a wooden table, holding a brush in his hand, slowly writing something.

Yuan Gong walked to the front of the desk, reached out to stroke the cushion, and then knelt down.

Daoyan lifted up, and the triangular eyes flashed across Yuan Gong's face, "There was nothing, where did the dust come from?"

He seemed to be talking about Yuan Gong's whisk movements. Yuan Gong was not mindful and frowned and said, "Master, don't hit the maneuver anymore. You know everything that happened today?"

Daoyan slowly placed the brush in his hand on the inkstone, held it on his legs, and sat facing Yuan Gong, "Tingyu used to be a good person, but he was accustomed to the things of Taoist Mayi. Since that's the case, let it go, why worry?"

Yuan Gong's face gradually turned red, and he said in a deep voice: "The lower officials are not good enough to do good deeds, and they cannot bear to give up their wealth and glory. A few of us who came from the Yan Prince's Mansion supported the Lord of Heaven very early; what happened before and after the Lord of Heaven ascended the throne, the lower officials will participate without any defeat. If the rebel king wins and enters the capital, the one who is most unlucky is us. We will die without a place of burial!"

Daoyan narrowed his eyes and said, "Life and death are all empty, what are you unable to see?"

"The officials can't let it go!" Yuan Gong's voice gradually trembled, "I'm afraid of death, and I can't bear to leave the fertile land in Guangsha, the descendants of my wives and concubines, and the flattery of the world..."

Daoyan sighed.

Yuan Gong suddenly fell forward, knelt in front of several desks, and said, "You should think of a way!"

Then he cried excitedly, "I was poor and had nothing before, so I could see everything. But now I finally have so much, and the richer I am, the more I am, the more I am reluctant to let go. Last year, a colleague borrowed me 200 taels of silver, and I forced him to sell the land and pay it back... All the officials and others have received the favors of Master Daoyan and were introduced to the Yan Palace to be so rich.

But now I want to take away everything! I will ask the Xiaguan to live in peace, even if I die, I will not be able to rest in peace..."

Although Yuan Gong was wearing the official uniform of a senior official, he cried even more sadly than a child. He reached out and grabbed his chest, looking in pain."

Daoyan looked sympathetic and looked at Yuan Gong crying and tossing for a while. Daoyan pondered for a long time and finally spoke: "It's not just that there is no way, but there is no way."

Yuan Gong stopped crying, was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of this sentence, and hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Please take action by the master!"

"Qingyuan..." Daoyan turned his head and called out to the door.

After a while, the monk Qingyuan, who was good at making fun of the fragrance, walked in and respectfully folded his hands and bowed.

Daoyan asked, "Has Yao Fang returned to Beijing?"

Monk Qingyuan said: "I have returned to Jinyiwei North Town Fushi Office to report my duties."

Daoyan looked at the floor with his eyes and thought for a while, then asked, "Last time, you said Yao Fang had a lover, have you figured out what's going on?"

Monk Qingyuan worshiped and said, "Report to the host, the woman is from the Wang Gen family, and the name she is using now is also fake!

Who is Wang Gen? He was originally a Hanlin editor of the Jianwen Dynasty and was appointed by Emperor Jianwen. Because of his poor appearance, Emperor Jianwen did not call him the top scholar. However, Wang Gen was very loyal to Emperor Jianwen! In the fourth year of Jianwen, the capital city was broken, and Wang Gen was at home and committed suicide by committing suicide in his country.

His family was afraid of Emperor Taizong and lied to report that Wang Gen died of illness. Later, he was discovered by the censor Chen Ying and impeached the Wang family to deceive the king. At that time, Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyiwei, was responsible for raiding the house and arresting the male member of the Wang family and killing him. The daughter's teaching staff or noble family was a maid.

The woman was from the Wang Gen family, but I didn't know her identity; I only knew that Yao Fang used the power of the Jinyiwei and tried a lot to get the woman out of the Jiaofangsi; she also bought her a mansion and kept it in the capital like a treasure."

After hearing his narration, Daoyan said, "Go and arrest the woman, and then ask Yao Fang to come to Qingshou Temple to meet."

Monk Qingyuan worshiped: "Yes."

Daoyan reminded again: "Don't make the mess all the time."

Monk Qingyuan said in a deep voice: "I will definitely do this without any more than some incense."

At this time, Daoyan turned to look at Yuan Gong and said, "Yuan Siqing is back. You will know when the matter is done."

Yuan Gong worshipped: "Sir, Master Daoyan!"

"Since it's not an outsider, why don't you say this? Let's go?" Daoyan nodded and said.

Yuan Gong left Qingshou Temple.

Two days later, Yuan Gong went to the Imperial Gate to do business. When he met the eunuch of the Sili Prison, Haitao, and immediately grabbed Haitao and spoke. Of course, he was asking Xu Huizu about something! In Yuan Gong's heart, there is no noble general in the court today, who has the status and ability of Xu Huizu.

Unexpectedly, Haitao actually replied that Xu Huizu was sick!

Yuan Gong immediately felt that Xu Huizu must be pretending to be sick! He was so anxious that he walked a few steps. While asking Haitao to report to the queen, he asked the queen to think of a solution, he quickly left the palace and went to the Imperial Hospital to find the imperial doctor.

Taichang Temple was able to manage the Imperial Medical Office, Yuan Gong quickly found several trustworthy imperial doctors and rushed to the Duke of Wei's mansion together.

Everyone waited in the Duke's Mansion for a long time, and Yuan Gong insisted that the imperial doctor could cure Duke Wei's disease. Xu Huizu seemed to be unable to refuse "good intentions", and finally sent someone Yuan Siqing and the imperial doctors to see the disease.

...Xu Huizu looked unhappy, and with the help of two maids, he struggled to get up from the bed, looking like he was about to fall.

This made him suffer. Xu Huizu was very tall and tall, and his forehead was almost against the roof. He was about to fall down. The thin maid was so thin that she could only hold him up with her energy.

Xu Huizu gasped and said, "I'm so rude when I see a guest if I don't dress properly."

Yuan Gong looked concerned and said, "Duke Wei does not have to stick to the details. Go and take the pulse of the Duke Wei, and cure the Duke Wei immediately!"

Xu Huizu glanced at Yuan Gong and frowned and said, "No matter how good the imperial doctor's medical skills are, they are not gods. How can they be cured immediately?"

An imperial doctor said: "Duke of Wei, please sit down, please stretch out your hand."

The imperial doctor took the pulse for a long time, and his brows were almost frowning, and he still shook his head. Xu Huizu asked, "Are I helpless?"

The imperial doctor stammered and turned his head and said, "Please ask colleagues to treat each other together."

Several imperial doctors took turns to take the pulse, watching Xu Huizu's complexion and tongue coating, and asked a lot of questions about daily life. The imperial doctors all looked bitter.

Yuan Gong had been observing the side for a long time, and then said, "All the miracle doctors, wait outside for a while. I have a few words to talk to Duke Wei."

So the imperial doctor and the maids were both detained.

"Sit up Yuan Si, please." Xu Huizu said panting.

Yuan Gong bowed his fists and sat down on a magistrate chair, and said earnestly: "Now that the country is in trouble, the court all hopes that the Duke of Wei will come forward and turn the tide. How can you be called sick at this time?"

Xu Huizu said seriously: "My body is really uncomfortable."

Yuan Gong sighed and looked at Xu Huizu's face for a long time, but he didn't say anything for a while.

Xu Huizu was very calm and was silent while sitting by the bed.

After a while, Yuan Gong clasped his fists and said, "The country is in trouble, and you and my ministers should overcome the difficulties together. I hope that Duke Wei's illness will be cured in two days. The emperor said goodbye!"

Xu Huizu shouted, "Come here, see off the guests!" He then looked at Yuan Gong, "I am in good health, so I can't send you away."
Chapter completed!