After Song Yushu left, Jiang Siyuan was still standing there, motionless, like a statue.
Jiang Shouli appeared out of nowhere and taunted, "My silly son! Are you going to sell out our Jiang family just like that?"
"If you didn't want to, you would have come out to stop me a long time ago." Jiang Siyuan looked at his dramatic father expressionlessly.
Jiang Shouli swallowed and chuckled, "So, son, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Jiang Siyuan: “…”
Prince Jing's Mansion.
As soon as Song Yushu returned to the palace, he rushed to the guest room and personally gave acupuncture to the soldiers brought back by Lu Zhixing. "The executioners were too cruel. I will first block the senses of your lower bodies. This way, you won't suffer too much for at least a week."
Although the soldiers lying on the bed had never seen Song Yushu, they knew that there was a young eunuch beside Lu Zhixing. Although he was overly favored, he had saved Lu Zhixing's life.
Seeing Song Yushu's feminine look, he knew who it was. "Sir Song, we are all men on the battlefield. It's okay if we get hurt."
"It's better not to endure unnecessary pain. The border will depend on you in the future." Song Yushu acted decisively. He lifted the quilt of a soldier and gave him an injection in two strokes.
Even Lu Zhixing didn't have time to stop him. He walked towards the soldier with an expressionless face.
The first soldier who was pricked by Song Yushu suddenly felt a chill on his buttocks. He exchanged glances with the other soldiers around him. Just as Song Yushu's "devil's claw" was about to reach the next person, the soldier shouted, "Wait!"
"?" Song Yushu rolled up his sleeves and held the needle, looking at him with a puzzled look.
Are you kidding? Even if Song Yushu is a eunuch, he is still King Jing's man. Didn't you see how dark King Jing's face turned?!
"Song, Lord Song, you, you see, we have so many brothers, how can we have the nerve to tire ourselves out? Just find an assistant." The soldier, who was almost having his quilt lifted off his head, wanted to applaud his own wit.
Liu An, who had been following behind Song Yushu, immediately stepped forward and took the moxibustion needle from Song Yushu's hand, "Here comes your servant."
As Song Yushu's last disciple, Liu An's acupuncture skills have reached the level of a master.
Song Yushu was confused and asked Song Chun to get another set of moxibustion needles. Song Chun glanced at Lu Zhixing and said, "Sir Song, acupuncture is only an external treatment. The prince asked you to come here to discuss how to get Dr. Fan to come."
Doctor Fan lived in the Prince's Mansion, so it was indeed a bit difficult to get him to come over. Song Yushu turned around and gave Liu An detailed instructions, then took everyone's pulse and left, looking back every few steps.
"It's impossible for Dr. Fan to come. Maybe it would be better to borrow someone from the Imperial Hospital." Song Yushu said to Lu Zhixing very seriously.
Lu Zhixing sat down silently and nodded.
"I'm afraid other people may not be able to borrow it, so it's better for me to go there myself." Song Yushu thought about it again and again, and suddenly stood up. Even Song Chun couldn't stop her.
Song Chun glanced at the direction Song Yushu left, then turned and bowed to Lu Zhixing, "Your Highness, the master is just eager to save people."
Lu Zhixing was trapped in darkness and didn't say a word.
He originally thought that his grandmother and grandfather loved him, but in the blink of an eye, they were just using him, and they even wanted him to die.
He really only had Song Yushu left. He was extremely jealous whenever Song Yushu showed any concern for other men. The moment Song Yushu lifted the soldier's blanket, he already wanted to kill him...
Meanwhile, Song Yushu had already rushed to the Imperial Hospital. As a second-rank censor, she was free to enter the palace.
But he didn't expect to bump into Dali Temple Shaoqing Guo Linyu in the blink of an eye. He glanced up and down at Song Yushu and asked, "Did you know that this is the Imperial Hospital and outsiders are not allowed to enter?"
The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple is only a third-rank official. Isn't it because he is Prince Yu's man that he is so arrogant?
In addition, the Crown Prince and Prince Yu have not been very concerned about Song Yushu recently, and the officials of the Crown Prince and Prince Yu's faction immediately began to want to retaliate against Song Yushu.
After all, smart people could already guess that King Jing had the intention of seizing the throne. Lu Zhixing didn't dare to confront him in person, but they could still confront a eunuch whom Lu Zhixing favored.
The two factions of Prince Yu and Prince Wei are at odds with each other, but now everyone is in a state of recuperation and counterattack, so they can only step on Prince Jing's faction to please their master.
This was Guo Linyu's idea. He had always been by Prince Yu's side. Prince Yu had been set up by Prince Jing not long ago, and was punished by the emperor just after he was restored to his status as a prince.
So when he saw Song Yushu from afar, he couldn't wait to go up to him and humiliate Song Yushu in order to please his master.
Not many court officials had ever fought against Song Yushu. They all thought that Song Yushu was just a eunuch who wanted to curry favor with Prince Jing and use his beauty to please others. What was there to be afraid of?
"The Censor of the Supervisory Yuan is a second-rank official, and you are only a third-rank official. Why don't you bow when you see me?" Song Yushu snorted coldly, showing no fear at all. "Or do you even disdain the laws of Dayan?"
Guo Linyu hadn't expected Song Yushu to be so sharp-tongued. His face flushed red with anger, but his official rank was indeed lower than Song Yushu's. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and bow to Song Yushu, "Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you have the Crown Prince and King Jing protecting you!"
Song Yushu remained calm, folding his arms and looking at him calmly, "Guo Linyu, do you think you can please your master by scolding me? If you really want to please your master, you should be less greedy and give him more."
Guo Linyu's eyes widened, and he looked around fiercely. Then he pointed a trembling finger at Song Yushu, "You, don't talk nonsense!"
"Am I talking nonsense? Why don't I just write a letter to Yu Wangxiu and ask him to check out the black money shop in Tongbao Lane?" Song Yushu looked at Guo Linyu with a smile and spread his hands.
The black money house was opened by Guo Linyu under the name of Prince Yu. Prince Yu was not aware of it, but this matter was very secretive. The money house had been open for such a long time, but he had never been there once. When Song Yushu pointed it out, Guo Linyu's legs trembled.
Prince Yu is an extremely vengeful person, and has a very strong desire for control. If Prince Yu knew that I had set up a money house under his name but did not give him the income, there is no guarantee that Prince Yu would not attack me!
The more important point is that this Song Yushu is definitely not simple!
Everyone thought that Song Yushu was just a eunuch who used his beauty to please men, but no one expected that he had such abilities!
In the end, Guo Linyu could only glare at Song Yushu fiercely and left in shame.
Song Yushu snorted coldly, then went into the Imperial Hospital and found Doctor Fan. Doctor Fan pondered for a moment after listening to Song Yushu's words, and only gave him a prescription...
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