It is extremely important to write this chapter. Please read it. Yan Zi thanked me. Zhao Guangyi was a king of Jin and had a prominent power. He is very likely to continue to be his Emperor Taizong of Song in the future.zzww.

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How dare Shi Wei offend such an object?

But Shi Wei is not a god who can revive the dead after all.

Duckweed's lameness was caused by femoral head necrosis. In fact, her legs and feet were intact, not really lame.

Femoral head necrosis is not an incurable disease. Just meditation and recuperation can be cured. The so-called lame legs will naturally be eliminated.

Zhao Guangyi's lameness is due to his leg bone deformity. This situation cannot be guaranteed to be cured even by modern surgery, let alone the current backward medical conditions.

Shi Wei said that there is no way to cure it, but it is due to the facts.

When Zhao Guangyi heard this, a smile on his face turned gloomy in a blink of an eye. He stared at Shi Wei and said, "You can cure the disease of the sect girl. Why do you say there is no way to cure it if you change the legs of the King?"

Faced with Zhao Guangyi's doubts, Shi Wei had nothing to hide, so he told Zhao Guangyi all the way to his previous diagnosis.

"Your Highness's legs have become permanent lesions. This situation is completely different from that of the duckweed girl. Not only is she a low-ranking official, but she is afraid that she will never be able to treat her."

Although Shi Wei's words were a bit cruel, they were indeed true. It is also one of the doctor's duties to inform him of the real condition of the illness.

silence.

In the lobby, there was a dead silence.

Zhao Guangyi's face gradually became dark and a cold anger flashed between his eyebrows.

All the maids on both sides were frightened and didn't even dare to let out a sigh of relief.

How could Shi Wei not feel Zhao Guangyi's anger? He was also worried and thought to himself that Zhao Guangyi looked so handsome. Could it be that he was doubting that he deliberately did not treat his leg disease?

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Guangyi seemed to suppress the anger in his heart and asked word by word: "Doctor Shi, I will ask you the last question, will you treat this leg disease?"

Isn't your question superfluous? You are the King of Jin who is always here to cover up your life. I wish I could cure you. If I can really cure you, I still have to say what I said just now.

Shi Wei cried in his heart, but could only take a deep breath and answered calmly: "Your Highness, the lower official has said before that your high official's disease is not because your nobleman doesn't want to treat it, but because he really has no way to cure it."

Bang!

Zhao Guangyi suddenly slapped the table, and in his eyes, a strong anger of yin was rolling and

Shi Wei, who was so close to him, could feel the feeling of oppression that was so strong that he gave in to a little suffocating. [High-quality update ww.

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The maids on both sides were even more frightened and frightened. They didn't even dare to breathe too much.

Shi Wei knew that Zhao Guangyi was furious, but at this moment, he became more and more calm. He said lightly: "I said before that the officials are talented and knowledgeable. Now I have a real look at you. I hope you will forgive me."

Zhao Guangyi frowned, his blood-covered eyes stared at Shi Wei like a knife.

The moment before, he was so enthusiastic that he was like a kind uncle next door, but the moment he could be so deep and terrifying, Zhao Guangyi's face turned around faster than reading books.

However, the scene of furious as Shi Wei expected did not happen, and Zhao Guangyi's solemn expression gradually eased.

In a moment, like a sun rain that came and went quickly, a little smile appeared on Zhao Guangyi's face again.

He laughed and waved his hand and said, "Doctors are not gods, and it is common sense to have uncured diseases. How can I blame you?"

"'Doctors are not immortals, aren't this what I often say...?"

Shi Wei has seen what "face change is comparable to reading". Although Zhao Guangyi's attitude is as kind as before, Shi Wei, who has a clear understanding of his hair, can deeply feel that it is just a superficial phenomenon.

Shi Wei bowed and said, "Your Highness can understand the difficulties of your superiors, but I am really moved by your subordinates. Let's do this. When the subordinates go back and carefully search through the medical books and classics to see if they can find a glimmer of hope to cure your superiors' leg disease in the vague state."

"Then I'll have to do it."

Zhao Guangyi talked and laughed for a while, and then tactfully issued an order to expel guests on the grounds of being in official duties. Shi Wei did not want to live here for a long time, so he tactfully retired.

Zhao Guangyi personally sent Shi Wei to the hall. When he watched Shi Wei leave his sight, the smiling face suddenly became gloomy again.

"Gao Qiong, is this the miracle doctor you found for me?" Zhao Guangyi said unhappy.

Gao Qiong, who was standing on the side, looked panicked and said hurriedly: "Your Highness calmed down, your subordinates found out clearly that Shi Wei did cure a leg disease of a scholar's woman, and the amnesia of the eldest son of the Pan Jiedu family, which was also cured by this medical treatment. Moreover, his subordinates also inquired about his deeds in the Southern Tang Kingdom and found that Shi Wei did cure many difficult and complicated diseases, and was a well-known doctor recognized by the Southern Tang Kingdom. But his subordinates really don't understand why he was helpless with His Highness's illness. This is really strange."

Gao Qiong praised Shi Wei's medical skills as if he had given him a shame, but then he used a sentence of "suspiciousness" to push the blame to a thousand pure. Moreover, the word "suspiciousness" obviously still has some implicit meaning.

"Shi Wei, Shi Wei..."

Zhao Guangyi muttered the name in his mouth, his expression was gloomy and clear, and it was hard to guess what he was thinking. When he came out, it was almost yellow and sunny, with a few drizzles falling.

Shi Wei looked up at Yaokong and breathed a long sigh.

On the way home, Shi Wei was full of thoughts.

He was almost certain that this time he really offended Zhao Guangyi. Although it was just like last time, the result this time was even more serious than the last time.

In the past, Zhao Guangyi must have regarded him as Zhao Pu's entry. Now he asked him to come to treat the disease with such courtesy, but he refused with the words "no way to cure". In Zhao Guangyi's eyes, he probably thought that Shi Wei was out of his opposing camp, so he deliberately refused to take action to treat it.

"I always thought that Zhao Guangyi would be the next emperor. I tried my best to save Ju Cheng's misunderstanding and regain a good impression in front of this future emperor. This time, he was treated. However, Zhao Guangyi had something bad to be cured and had a deformed lame leg that could not be cured. Wouldn't this deliberately make things difficult for me?"

Shi Wei became more and more anxious as he thought about it. He thought that he had fled from the Southern Tang Dynasty to the Northern Song Dynasty for refuge. Who would have thought that he would offend the next emperor of the Song Dynasty? Could it be that he would have to escape again?

If you flee north further, it will be the Liao Kingdom.

Shi Wei didn't want to live in a bitter and cold place in the north, and he lived under a foreign regime under the rule of the Khitan Hu.

"It is a foregone conclusion that the Song Dynasty was unified. I don't want to go to Liao Kingdom. So, would I still let me hide in Java?"

Shi Wei asked himself, but realized that he, who was a popular man on the surface, was actually in a deep vortex, and his future was really unpredictable.

Carriages and horses walked across the Imperial Street, and the prosperity of Bianjing City flowed through their eyes one by one.

Shi Wei, who was already used to this prosperous life, would be a little reluctant to leave and even more unwilling to accept it if he really asked him to leave here.

Not far away, the tall Fanlou stood tall and gradually came into his eyes.

The scene of Fanlou Wenshu that day couldn't help but appear before my eyes.

Suddenly, a thought came to Shi Wei's mind:

Since Zhao Guangyi is the emperor, I will be unable to take it, so I will make him unable to become the emperor!

Shi Wei was immediately excited for this thought.

Shi Wei knew that Zhao Guangyi's succession in history was controversial, because at that time, Taizu of Song had two sons, Zhao Dezhao and Zhao Defang. The brothers were finally together, and it was not in line with tradition when the Han Dynasty entered the regime.

Although Shi Wei was not clear about what means Zhao Guangyi finally succeeded to the throne, Shi Wei could conclude that Zhao Kuangyin would never let his own son pass it to his younger brother without passing it to him.

Since this is the case, why don’t I assist the second prince Zhao Dezhao and successfully inherit the throne? Then if I have a new emperor to protect him in the future, I am still afraid that Zhao Guangyi will not be able to take revenge.

The hope was rekindled, Shi Wei was suddenly excited and had already begun to think about how to support Dezhao ascend the throne along the way. The most important step to make Dezhao succeed to the throne was to make him become the crown prince before Zhao Kuangyin died.

Because once Dezhao has the identity of the crown prince, his identity as the crown prince will have a legal basis. Unless Zhao Guangyi uses the coup, it will not be his third uncle who will seize the throne.

While thinking, the carriage and horse arrived home.

Shi Wei returned home with his thoughts in mind, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that the atmosphere at home seemed a little different.

From a distance, he listened to the sound of chatting and laughing in the living room. As soon as he entered the yard, he was encountering lilac passing by with fruits.

"Young Master, you are back." Dingxiang greeted.

Shi Wei nodded, pointed to the hall and asked, "Dingxiang, can anyone have a guest?"

"It's not considered a guest entry. Master, please come in quickly. That entry is your old friend." Dingxiang smiled a little mysterious.

"My old friend?"

Shi Weixin walked into the hall with Dingxiang with speculation. When he saw the bald young men, his expression immediately showed unconcealed surprises.

The bald head was not just apart, but Fan Ruoshui who had been separated for a long time.

When Fan Ruoshui saw Shi Wei coming back, he immediately showed surprise. He stood up and bowed and smiled, "Brother Shi, don't be fine."

After leaving Jinling, it has been nearly half a year since I saw each other. I saw that time again. The former nerd is less stupid and more mature and sophisticated.

Shi Wei sighed in his heart, strode forward and gave Fan Ruoshui a brotherly embrace.

In the lobby, Fan Peilan was so moved that tears burst into tears in her eyes.

After being moved, Shi Wei stared at his bald head and remembered everything he had done before. He couldn't help but ask with a smile: "Ruoshui, look at you, bald head, it seems that you have really become a monk. Have you done the things you and I planned before?"

"The killer moves of Pingnan Tang are all in this picture." Fan Ruoshui shook the scroll in his hand, and his face was full of pride.

Shi Wei took the scroll and looked carefully. Not only did he mark the length of the Caishiji River, but he also wrote a detailed bridge building plan, and even recorded the Southern Tang Army fortresses, garrisons and other defense facilities near Caishi.

Looking at this scroll, Shi Wei had a thought and said happily: "Ruoshui, Qiande is beautiful, please have a good rest. I will take you to see someone in Mingyao early in the morning?"

"What to enter?"

"The Second Prince of the Song Dynasty."

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