Married Thrice to Salted Fish Chapter 61

Lin Qingyu stayed at home for a day, but no news came from the palace. He also asked Huan Tong to inquire about Hu Ji’s house. Hu Ji didn’t return to the house. Nine times out of ten, he was still waiting in the east palace.

On the night of the second day of the East Palace accident, Lin Qingyu returned to the Tai hospital on duty. Some of the imperial doctors who went to the east palace that day have returned. They are in a hurry and keep a secret about the prince’s situation. Lin Qingyu asked several times. All they said was that the prince had a sudden disease and needed to rest for some time.

This is treating people as fools. Although Lin Qingyu couldn’t see their prescription, he knew that Xiao Cheng was seriously injured and bleeding, most likely in his chest and lungs.

On the third day after the accident, Hu Ji finally returned to Tai hospital. His official clothes had not been washed for three days, and his sleeves were covered with blood. He was tired and in a trance.

Lin Qingyu offered to send him back to his house. On the carriage, Hu Ji told Lin Qingyu that his royal highness was not ill, but wounded by a sword.

“When I arrived at the east palace that day, the prince had been carried to the bed. He was only wearing his bedclothes, with a blood hole in his chest, his whole body stained with blood, his eyes wide open, his mind was still awake, but he couldn’t speak.” Hu Ji was terrified when he recalled the scene at that time, “I rushed forward to stop the bleeding for the prince. Suddenly he grabbed his clothes and heard him say ‘come back’… Then the prince fainted until I left.”

Lin Qingyu doesn’t care what Xiao Cheng said before he was unconscious. He just wants to know when Xiao Cheng will die. “How sure are you that you can wake the prince up?”

Hu Ji shook his head with a bitter smile: “less than 30 percent.”

Thirty percent… It’s still too much.

Hu Ji added: “however, the prince hurt his left lung. Even if he picks up his life this time, I’m afraid he’ll have to keep the soup and medicine from his mouth and live into a medicine pot in the future.”

Lin Qingyu still feels unwilling. What’s left lung? If Shen Huaizhi’s sword deviates a little more, it pierces Xiao Cheng’s heart. This is what he likes to see and hear.

Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment and said, “Hu Ji, will you try your best to treat whoever the patient is?”

Hu Ji said without hesitation, “naturally, this is my medical way.”

Lin Qingyu didn’t say any more. Hu Ji studied medicine to save the dead and heal the wounded. Even if the patient was an unforgivable villain, he would probably save people first and then send them to the government. He studied medicine, poison and poison because he liked them. He would also use them to harm people. He respected Hu Ji’s ideas and didn’t want to spoil Hu Ji’s medical skills.

The most important thing is that even if Hu Ji wants to do something, other imperial doctors are not blind. Every bowl of medicine in the east palace will be tested for poison. If he is careless, he may be hurt. Murdering the prince is a capital crime of copying and beheading all over the family. Even for the sake of his family, he can’t do it rashly.

Is it, can only be resigned to fate.

Hu Ji was so tired that he couldn’t open his eyes. He didn’t forget to charge Lin Qingyu: “by the way, the emperor issued a death order. The assassination of the prince must not be spread out. Doctor Lin must not tell others about it.”

Lin Qingyu nodded, “don’t worry, I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

Having said that, Lin Qingyu turned around and told Gu Fuzhou the news.

These days, Gu Fuzhou ran to his house when he had nothing to do. It would be unreasonable to say that they were sworn brothers and sworn brothers, but now he didn’t care about them.

Gu Fuzhou learned that 30% of Xiao Cheng may survive, which is not optimistic: “Hu Ji said 30%, that’s at least 90%

“How to say that.”

“Xiao Cheng is the protagonist of the original book. All the protagonists have halos. Let me explain to you, even if you shoot all the arrows at Xiao Cheng, he may be unharmed.”

Lin Qingyu said, “in short, he is very lucky?”

Gu Fuzhou said with a smile, “it can be understood so.”

“Shen Huai knows the same protagonist. Will he also have a halo?”

“Yes. Although he’s miserable, he can’t die. Ordinary people can fight to the limit when they assassinate Chu Jun. he can still retreat with a sword in Xiao Cheng’s chest. Isn’t this a halo?”

Lin Qingyu doubted: “isn’t it because of his good skills that Shen Huaizhi can escape from the palace?”

As they were talking, Huan Tong ran to tell them that a little boy who didn’t know who came to knock at the door. After he opened the door, the little boy stuffed him a note without saying a word. When he reacted, the little boy had disappeared.

“Where’s the note?” Lin Qingyu said, “let me have a look.”

Only a few words were written on the note. When Lin Qingyu saw it, he immediately ordered: “prepare the car. I’m going to Changsheng temple.”

Lin Qingyu changed his clothes and came to Changsheng temple with Gu Fuzhou. Before getting off the carriage, Lin Qingyu said, “otherwise, you wait for me in the car.”

“Hmm? Why?”

“There are many people here. Would you like others to see you go in and out with a widower?”

Gu Fuzhou pretended to think, “I’m a little willing.”

Lin Qingyu laughed: “let’s go together.”

It’s raining in autumn outside. Gu Fuzhou gets out of the car first, opens his umbrella, and then goes to help Lin Qingyu. Lin Qingyu puts his hand on his palm and falls to the ground. As soon as he stands firm, he releases his hand, he hears a cold hum behind him: “it’s not proper!”

Lin Qingyu looked back and saw an old man staring at them with indignation. His expression seemed to see something dirty.

Gu Fuzhou asked in a low voice, “who is this man?”

“Yu Shi Zhong Cheng, Yang Geng.”

Gu Fuzhou said, “at an age, I’m still a civil servant with five grades like you. If I were him, I would write the word ‘miserable’ on my trouser legs with blood.”

Yang Geng saw that they were holding an umbrella together and whispering under the umbrella. He didn’t know what to say. He covered his face with his sleeves, as if he wanted to be clean when he couldn’t see.

Gu Fuzhou called him, “Lord Yang.”

As the imperial censor, Yang Geng was no exception. With a smelly face, he went to Gu Fuzhou and saluted: “see the general.”

Gu Fuzhou asked, “who are you talking about just now?”

“What the lower official said is naturally not a big general.” Yang Geng looked at Lin Qingyu and said coldly, “Doctor Lin, if I remember correctly, Lord Lu Xiaohou has been away for less than a year. You should still be in the period of filial piety. How can you be so close to other men?”

Gu Fuzhou said, “Doctor Lin is the righteous younger brother of the general.”

“Yidi, that’s also a foreign man.”

“According to what you say, the emperor is also a male. Doctor Lin has to ask for his pulse every day. It’s not proper for the emperor?”

Yang Geng stared straight, angrily defeated and said, “the general is making strong arguments, which can be the same –”

“It’s different.” Gu Fuzhou said lightly, “the Emperor gave the official position of Lin Taiyi. The emperor doesn’t mind his male wife’s identity. Lord Yang has such a big opinion. Why don’t you tell the emperor and let him remove Lin Taiyi?”

“This…” Yang Geng was blocked and speechless. No one in the palace knew that the emperor could wake up. Thanks to Lin Qingyu, he was relieved of Lin Qingyu’s post. He was just struggling with the emperor’s dragon body. Although Dayu didn’t kill Yan Guan because of advice, no one dared to say this to the emperor at this time.

Lin Qingyu said, “general, business matters. Let’s go.”

They walked towards the main hall. Gu Fuzhou was about to scold Yang Geng, when Lin Qingyu snorted coldly, “fool.”

Gu Fuzhou was stunned and thought he had heard wrong: “what did you just scold him?”


Gu Fuzhou was shocked and incoherent: “how can you talk like that.”

“I learned from you.” Lin Qingyu squinted at him, “you can say, I can’t say?”

“Of course, great beauty can’t swear.”

Lin Qingyu disdained and said, “I’m going to explode.”

Gu Fuzhou blamed himself bitterly: “I brought you down.”

On rainy days, there were fewer pilgrims in Changsheng Temple than usual. Only a few people were burning incense and praying in front of the Golden Buddha. Lin Qingyu looked around and saw nothing unusual.

The person who wrote the note asked him to come to Changsheng temple to meet him. It should not be in the main hall. At this time, a little monk came up and asked them if they wanted incense. Lin Qingyu asked for three columns of incense.

Gu Fuzhou asked, “what blessing do you want to pray for?”

Even in front of the Buddha, Lin Qingyu didn’t hide his malice: “pray for Xiao Cheng to die early.”

Gu Fuzhou said with a smile, “is it so cute? However, it seems that praying in Changsheng temple is not very accurate.”

Lin Qingyu lit the incense and asked casually, “have you tried?”

“Yes,” Gu Fuzhou said carelessly, “if you’re right, you won’t be unhappy.”

Lin Qingyu bumped into his chest and looked up at the man on his side. Gu Fuzhou didn’t seem to realize what he said. He asked Lin Qingyu’s line of sight, “Why are you looking at me like this?”

“… it’s all right.” Lin Qingyu lowered his eyes. “I’ll go to the side hall. The last time I met him in Changsheng temple, it was in the side hall.”

Gu Fuzhou nodded: “you go, I won’t go.” he’s not familiar with Shen Huai, so it’s not appropriate to meet at this time. “I’ll go to the back wing to see if Xu Junyi is there.”

“National master?” Lin Qingyu frowned. “Do you want to tell him… About you?”

“That’s not true. I’ll talk to him at most.”

Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou separate and go to the side hall alone. The side hall is colder than the main hall, and there is no monk to watch. The memorial tablet of landing night Cheng and the Changming lamp are enshrined here. When Lin Qingyu adds lamp oil to the Changming lamp, Yu Guang glances at a figure behind the stone pillar.

Lin Qingyu turned back and said, “I’m the only one.”

Shen Huaizhi came out from behind the stone pillar, looked numb and said, “doctor Lin.”

Shen Huaizhi was dressed in the coarse clothes of ordinary people, his face was wiped with a layer of ash, his beard was everywhere, his eyes were full of blood, and he looked very depressed and decadent. He didn’t know how long he had not closed his eyes.

Lin Qingyu asked, “where have you been these days?”

Shen Huai thought he couldn’t hear Lin Qingyu’s problem. He said to himself, “thank you, Doctor Lin, for telling me about the heavenly prison gate.”

Lin Qingyu asked, “can Xiao Cheng’s serious injury be related to you?”

Hearing the word “Xiao Cheng”, Shen Huai knew that his eyes moved, but he still didn’t answer the question: “please Dr. Lin, give birth to brother Anton Zhu, let him go back to Xuzhou and return his peaceful life.”

“What about you? Where are you going?” Lin Qingyu said. “Can you escape the pursuit of Tianji camp?”

Shen Huaizhi pulled the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile: “do you… Care about me?” he slowly lowered his head, “no one cares about me except my family. Dr. Lin, if I’m not cheap, will you treat me as a friend?”

Lin Qingyu gently spit out two words: “maybe.”

A flash of light flashed in Shen Huai’s eyes and soon recovered numbness: “unfortunately, it’s too late.”

Lin Qingyu was noncommittal and took out the medicine box prepared early in the morning from his sleeve. “Take this.”

“… what is it?”

“Fake death medicine. You can get away with it when necessary.”

Shen Huaizhi put away the medicine box: “thank you. That…” he looked at Lin Qingyu deeply, “I’m leaving.”

Lin Qingyu watched him leave and suddenly said, “that night, whether you missed or were soft hearted.”

Shen Huai stopped, shook his head in silence and walked out of the side hall step by step until he finally didn’t tell Lin Qingyu the answer.

Lin Qingyu stayed alone for a moment. When he went out, he saw Gu Fuzhou standing under the eaves and looking at the hazy rain, he seemed to have something on his mind.

The raindrops dropped from the eaves and broke on the mossy stone steps, waking Gu Fuzhou: “it’s done? Have you seen him?”

Lin Qingyu nodded, “said some useless nonsense.” he paused and said, “it’s not completely nonsense. In short, Shen Huaizhi should leave the capital.”

Gu Fuzhou said with a smile, “Xiao Cheng must find him when he wakes up. He runs away and he chases after him. They can’t fly with their wings.”

Lin Qingyu said displeased, “do you still think Xiao Cheng will wake up?”

“Whether Xiao Cheng dies or lives in the end, we must be prepared for the worst.”

“The worst case is that he is alive and still sitting on the throne of Prince. Then we can’t move the emperor.”

But the emperor obviously moved a little to him. Maybe one day he would want him to stay to sleep. Not only did Gu Fuzhou need a second marriage, but he also needed it.

“Then the second marriage will be put on the agenda.” Gu Fuzhou confirmed again, “Qingyu, you really don’t want to marry me?”

Lin Qingyu weighed and said, “don’t marry.”

Don’t say he doesn’t want to marry, he just wants to marry. A first-class general married a fifth grade imperial doctor, which is a provocation to the speech officials of the whole Dayu Dynasty.

Gu Fuzhou didn’t give up: “really don’t marry? Would rather die than marry?”

“… well.”

Gu Fuzhou couldn’t understand Lin Qingyu’s meaning: “are you willing to marry? You shouldn’t. don’t you always think it’s humiliating for a man to wear red dowry.”

Lin Qingyu said lightly, “those who are not humiliated have been worn twice.”

“Twice?” Gu Fuzhou said in surprise, “where did you get twice?”

Lin Qingyu was stunned and smiled: “I remember wrong.”

“Qingyu…?” Lin Qingyu didn’t sneer, but always had a gentle and quiet smile. But somehow, Gu Fuzhou felt that he was smiling a little sad at the moment.


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