Chapter 775, You are sick!
After her birthday, Daohua stayed at home for two days, and then Old Mrs. Yan took the initiative to ask Daohua to go to Four Seasons Villa.
Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and we can’t let the old man celebrate the festival alone in the village.
The other members of the Yan family were no longer surprised by Daohua's constant companionship with Grandpa Gu.
Han Xinran couldn't help but say to Yan Wenxiu, "Although a teacher is a father for life, it's not good for my elder sister to keep running around like this."
"The capital is different from other places. Anything can be talked about. It's already August. In three or four months, my sister will be getting married. At this time, she should be staying at home embroidering her wedding dress."
Yan Wenxiu was silent for a moment. "Old Master Gu has no children, only my eldest sister as his disciple. It's only natural for my eldest sister to accompany him often."
Han Xinran: "Of course I know this. It's only natural for my elder sister to be filial to her master. I'm just afraid of gossip. How about bringing Mr. Gu into the mansion to live?"
Yan Wenxiu shook his head. "The old man is a bit of a loner. He wouldn't want to come to our house." Then he looked at Han Xinran and said, "I know you're thinking about my elder sister's reputation. But Yeyang knows that the old man lives in Four Seasons Villa, and he agrees that my elder sister can go there to keep him company. As long as he doesn't mind, it's no big deal if others gossip."
Han Xinran smiled and said, "Since my husband said so, I feel relieved."
Four Seasons Villa.
The summer in the capital is hotter than that in Zhongzhou, and Gu Jian feels a bit miserable in summer. When he feels uncomfortable, he likes to think a lot. In addition, when he came to the capital, he thought of the ill-fated fate in the first half of his life, and he couldn't help but think of Grandma Gu.
"I want to go to the temple and light a lamp to pray for my sister."
Daohua was eager for Gu Jian to move more, so she immediately agreed: "Okay, Master, which temple do you want to go to?"
Gu Jian was silent for a while: "Let's go to the royal temple on Tangyu Mountain." My sister cannot be buried in the imperial tomb, so a lamp must be lit for her in the royal temple.
Daohua nodded, turned around and went out to tell Caiju and Dongli, asking them to make the arrangements.
The next morning, Daohua accompanied Gu Jian to the royal temple.
I don’t know whether Dongli told the emperor, but Daohua and his group easily entered the royal temple that was usually not allowed to be approached by outsiders.
After lighting the lamps for Grandma Gu in the main hall, Daohua saw that Gu Jian was in a bad mood, so she helped him walk around the temple.
The temple is built in a quiet and elegant manner. It also has spring water brought into the temple. The springs are gurgling and there are dense bamboos. Walking among them is peaceful and comfortable.
Seeing that his master's complexion was gradually getting better, Daohua smiled and said, "Master, if you like visiting temples, I will often accompany you in the future."
Gu Jian shook his head: "It would be too conspicuous if Master came to the Royal Temple often."
Daohua was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Master, the Emperor is ready to clean up the Jiang family. You will soon be able to go wherever you want openly."
Gu Jian is not as optimistic as his disciple. As the head of a noble family, the Jiang family is not so easy to deal with. If the emperor acts too hastily, it will be a serious blow.
The day when the Jiang family falls is still to come!
At this moment, Dongli suddenly walked over quickly and said, "Old Master, Prince Ping has also come to the temple today and is now resting in the guest house. If you don't want to see outsiders, I'm afraid we have to leave now."
Daohua's eyes lit up, and she looked at Gu Jian with burning eyes: "Master, may I meet you?"
Looking at his disciple's excitement, Gu Jian hesitated.
Daohua knew that her master wanted to see Prince Ping, so she continued, "Master, an invitation is worse than an accidental meeting. You see, I'm about to marry into Prince Ping's mansion, and Ma is always giving me trouble. You have to support me. If we can deal with the prince, then no matter how powerful Ma is, Xiao Yeyang and I won't be afraid of her."
Seeing Gu Jian's face showing signs of interest, Daohua continued, "Also, Jiang Wanying married to Western Liao. The Jiang family must hate me to death now. You know the prince's attitude towards the Jiang family. If the Jiang family uses the prince to deal with me again, I may not be as lucky as last time."
When Gu Jian thought about how Xiao Jiu almost became an accomplice in harming his apprentice, he no longer hesitated: "Okay, let's meet this Prince Ping today."
Daohua glanced at Dongli and signaled him to go and bring the people over.
Prince Ping came to the Royal Temple today because he had an appointment with the abbot.
The abbot is also a flower lover, and many precious flowers are planted in the temple.
His future daughter-in-law was too rude. She had wasted a lot of his flowers and plants during this period, and he felt so heartbroken. The abbot had a lot of flowers and plants here, and he had to take some back, otherwise he would not be able to sleep looking at the empty flower beds.
After Prince Ping had rested enough, he was ready to go find the abbot. As soon as he left the yard, the master in the temple told him that the abbot was still meditating and he would have to wait a while before he could see him.
If it were anyone else, Prince Ping would naturally not wait, but he still respected the abbot who shared the same hobbies.
"Well, it's been a while since I've been to the Royal Temple, so I'll take a look around first."
So, not long after, Prince Ping met Gu Jian and Daohua in the mountain behind the temple.
"Yan girl!"
Prince Ping was surprised when he saw the rice flowers.
Royal temples do not welcome outsiders.
"Your Majesty!"
Daohua looked at Prince Ping with surprise, then glanced at her master, whose expression was a little turbulent, and hurried forward to salute him: "Prince, why are you here?"
Prince Ping glanced at Gu Jian and ignored him, looking at Daohua: "I should be the one asking you, why are you here?" What's so strange about him, a prince, appearing in the royal temple?
Daohua did not answer, but supported Prince Gu Jianping and introduced him: "Your Highness, let me solemnly introduce you, this is my master."
This time, Prince Ping set his sights on Gu Jian.
After seeing Gu Jian's face clearly, Prince Ping paused and felt that this man seemed somewhat familiar.
But he didn't think much about it. Some people in the world just have common faces and look like everyone else.
Afterwards, Prince Ping said "hmm" out of self-respect, nodded slightly, and then waited for Gu Jian to salute him.
Unexpectedly, the future daughter-in-law's master was really ungrateful and stared at him straight without any greeting or salute. He looked even more arrogant than him, a prince.
Daohua continued with a smile, "Your Majesty, my master's surname is Gu, you can call him Master Gu Lao."
When Prince Ping heard this, he looked at Daohua with a puzzled expression. Could it be that this girl wanted him, a prince, to be the first to greet his master?
Why is your face so big?
He just wanted to give her master a good face because this girl would marry into the royal palace in the future. She would climb up the ladder by the way.
Prince Ping glanced at the rice flowers, then turned his head away, shaking his folding fan.
Daohua silently mourned for her future father-in-law's lack of vision. Her master was not very kind-hearted. Just wait, he might not have a good life in the future.
Gu Jian was not disappointed when he saw that Prince Ping did not recognize him. Xiaojiu was not like Xiaowu. He had lived with his sister for a few years. He was brought to Empress Dowager Jiang as soon as he was born. He had only had contact with him a few times by taking the opportunity to deliver things.
"You are sick!"
"Puff~"
Daohua didn't expect that her master's words would be so extraordinary as soon as he opened them.
Prince Ping was also stunned by what Gu Jian said. After he came to his senses, his face was full of anger.
Gu Jian ignored the anger on Prince Ping's face, looked at him seriously, and said again: "You are really sick!"
Seeing Prince Ping's face darken like a dark cloud covering a city, Daohua couldn't help but explain, "Your Highness, my master is a highly respected medical expert. He can't be wrong."
Prince Ping gritted his teeth and said, "So you mean, I'm really sick?"
Daohua nodded in agreement.
Seeing her like this, Prince Ping was so angry that he looked at Gu Jian with a bad look.
What kind of person is this? He said he was sick right away. If it weren't for the sake of his future daughter-in-law, he would have to punish him for disrespect.
Daohua looked at Prince Ping and asked tentatively, "Your Highness, how about letting my master take a look at you? Even the Emperor has praised my master's medical skills."
Prince Ping was stunned: "Royal brother?"
Daohua nodded: "Yes."
Prince Ping frowned: "When did it happen?"
Daohua smiled and said, "Your Highness, I dare not interfere in the Emperor's affairs. However, if you don't believe me, you can go and ask the Emperor."
Prince Ping looked at Gu Jian with suspicion: "Why do I not believe it?"
Gu Jian looked at Prince Ping and said, "Just try it and you'll know."
Seeing that Gu Jian was silent, Daohua smiled and said, "Your Highness, this is my master. What are you worried about? Could it be that Your Highness is afraid?"
Prince Ping was furious: "Who's afraid? Even if I'm sick, I have the imperial physician to treat me." He glanced at Gu Jian and said, "Not everyone can get close to me."
Gu Jian said calmly, "But the imperial physician didn't see that you were sick."
Prince Ping took a deep breath and asked, "How do I try?"
Gu Jian glanced at the stone bench next to him, walked over, and said to Prince Ping, "Come here and lie down."
Prince Ping glared and said: "What do you take me for? A refugee on the street? Can you treat me just like that?" At least he had to go to the side room.
Daohua glanced at her master who was determined to impress her future father-in-law, thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, the simpler the venue, the more it can demonstrate the excellence of my master's medical skills, don't you think?"
Prince Ping: "But this is too simple. I am a prince after all."
Gu Jian glanced at him calmly and said, "Your Majesty, I also treat it this way."
Prince Ping choked. For some reason, the look from the old man just now made his scalp tighten. It was really strange.
After hesitating for a moment, Prince Ping walked to the stone bench. He was also afraid that he was really seriously ill.
You know, he takes Ping'an's pulse every month, and the imperial physicians who come to see him all say that he is in very good health.
This old man is the master of my future daughter-in-law, and he wouldn't dare to harm her.
Seeing that Prince Ping really lay on the stone bench, Gu Jian sighed inwardly, and had a concrete understanding of the fact that Prince Ping was easily influenced and easily provoked by others.
No wonder he was instigated by his concubines to divorce his wife, and his relationship with his legitimate son became so strained!
(End of this chapter)
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