Chapter 22: Trouble at the Post Station
Shen Jinan, immersed in his own thoughts, did not realize that Gu Yanqing beside him had been staring at that person for a long time.
As she pondered, she asked the people around her for advice: "Who is that person? You have a wide network of contacts in Beijing. Do you know him?"
If Gu Yanqing knew him, he could ask when he started to get sick.
This way, you can appear more professional and more confident when you diagnose and treat patients.
After not hearing Gu Yanqing's voice for a long time, Shen Jinan separated himself from his thoughts, patted him gently, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Do you know him? Or is there something wrong with this person's identity?"
If Gu Yanqing said that this person’s identity was problematic.
Should she continue planning?
"No." Gu Yanqing shook his head, looking just as weak as that man.
However, Gu Yanqing was more resolute than him: "I can't say I know him, I just heard of him."
This person is Fang Huaining, the nephew of the current emperor.
The Duke Protector of the Country and the current Emperor are brothers from the same mother and have a very deep relationship with him. In the early years, the Duke Protector of the Country followed the Emperor on military campaigns and suffered from many illnesses in order to quell rebellions.
Fang Huaining has been favored by the emperor since he was born. In recent years, the health of the Duke of Protector has been deteriorating, and Fang Huaining also suffered from a sudden cough and became very weak. The emperor treated him as his own son, so no matter where he was or who he was, no one dared to provoke Fang Huaining.
"I see. No wonder Liu Feng spoke to him so carefully and softly."
In other words, this is a true living token?
Shen Jinan's eyes lit up. With Fang Huaining here, Liu Feng would not dare to act so presumptuously in the future.
"I just don't know what important matter he is here for." Gu Yanqing looked at him and fell into deep thought again.
He was poisoned and his illness became strange and difficult to control.
But Fang Huaining is different. His cough is particularly susceptible to other illnesses.
When he was in the capital, His Majesty specially prepared a hot spring resort for him to help him recuperate.
He rarely appears in public on weekdays, so it is really puzzling that he has come all the way to this desolate post station.
"Weak body?" Shen Jinan had a guess in his heart, "Could it be that he came here to look for medicinal herbs for treatment?"
"It's possible." Gu Yanqing thought for a long time, but still felt that this idea was unlikely: "If the emperor is willing to let him out, he must have sent someone to protect him in secret."
There is only one guard in public.
This person was carefully selected.
He alone is enough to deal with most emergencies.
The two were still talking and didn't notice that they were walking towards them.
Perhaps the prison uniforms on these people were too conspicuous.
The guard and Fang Huaining behind him kept their gazes fixed on this place for a long time.
"I've been in the capital for a long time, and I didn't realize anyone could walk freely in the post station?"
Thinking of the guard pointing a sword at him just now, Liu Feng broke out in a cold sweat and his hands trembled.
This is a call for punishment!
"You are joking, sir. Coincidentally, these people were exiled from the capital. They committed a crime on their way to exile, and I am currently investigating them."
Just now, he ran out in a hurry and encountered such a big change. He called out all the postmen again. No one was watching these people, so fortunately they were not allowed to run away.
"The prisoner has escaped. Why don't you guys take him back quickly? Keep him under good care!"
When he heard that Gu Yanqing was here, he found a random excuse to take revenge and torture their family to relieve the hatred in his heart, but he didn't expect to run into such a big Buddha.
It seems that this thing cannot be accomplished today. I will look for an opportunity another day.
Fang Huaining coughed lightly and looked at the people in front of him with an indifferent expression.
His words were so light and careless that no one could refute him. "Since we have come from the capital, and this is about exile, if something goes wrong, His Majesty will be furious and hold everyone accountable. No one can escape responsibility. Since Lord Liu was just hearing the case, I have interrupted his important business. I will examine this matter with Lord Liu, so that I can have a good explanation when His Majesty asks about it later."
"This...this is not good, right?" Liu Feng was a little embarrassed. He wanted to say something but hesitated because he really couldn't figure out Fang Huaining's temper.
Fang Huaining didn't say anything else, but just walked forward slowly. However, the guard behind him glanced at Liu Feng lightly.
The finger tapped lightly on the sword in his hand a few times and said, "Master Liu, do you really feel that something is wrong?"
He tilted his head, as if with some regret: "If that's the case, then we can only do the important thing that brought you here, Master Liu. Is your preparation ready?"
The main purpose of Fang Huaining's trip here was to find some medicinal herbs, but he was incompetent and was always beaten to the punch by others.
If this matter is really investigated, he cannot escape the responsibility.
Before he could say anything, the guard continued, "It's been over a few months since the message was delivered. I think given Lord Liu's style, these herbs would have been prepared long ago."
In this short hour, Liu Feng heard more words of praise and criticism than he had ever heard in his entire life, but he could only swallow his anger.
The decree personally issued by the emperor, asking him to assist in finding medicinal herbs, is still kept in the study.
The guards kept bringing up this matter, and it seemed Fang Huaining was extremely dissatisfied with it. How could he not agree? With a smile on his face, Liu Feng immediately followed him and said, "Of course not. I'm just worried that the prince will be exhausted from the journey and his body won't be able to bear it."
Worried that the guards would continue to harass him about looking for medicine, he quickly said, "I will definitely make proper arrangements for the prince and will not let him suffer any discomfort."
After Fang Huaining entered the hall, the postmen on both sides lined up in a row, all standing there with their backs straight, completely different from their bandit-like behavior just now.
A chair made of golden nanmu was placed next to the seat at the top, and it was covered with cushions made of fine material.
Fang Huaining walked straight over there, and only after Fang Huaining sat down did Liu Feng dare to sit down.
Originally, as the postmaster, he had no qualifications to try these prisoners, but he would inevitably encounter some unexpected events during his exile, and he had to act according to the circumstances. There have been precedents for this in history.
He slammed the gavel in his hand, straightened his back, and shouted with all his might, "Bring the prisoner."
Gu Yanqing and Shen Jinan walked into the lobby under the escort of the postmen. Each of them was holding a child in their hands, neither humble nor arrogant, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.
"Who is here? Tell me your name."
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