Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 181 The man behind the scenes

Xianyang City

"The weapons these assassins use are all made by the army."

Speaking of this, Meng Wu felt a chill in his heart.

Things got bigger.

Wang Wan and the others also had serious expressions.

Afterwards, Heng Qian and Wang Wan personally led people to check the records of weapon usage in the army.

There was unrest in Xianyang City. However, Zhang Yuanqing's sudden fever at the Mohist workshop also worried everyone.

"Doctor Chang Xian, please think of a solution quickly."

Qingque wiped Zhang Yuanqing's body again, but the temperature on Zhang Yuanqing's body increased instead of decreasing.

Han Shui, Chang Qi, Lu Sheng, Xia Wuqi and others were already sweating profusely from anxiety.

"You continue to wipe the Marquis' body with warm water. I will go and discuss the prescription."

Qingque nodded randomly and went out with the basin of water. The guards had already prepared warm water there.

Ying Zheng sat outside, his body covered in frost, waiting. Looking at his son circling around in front of him, he shouted angrily, "Sit down!"

"Father, I'm worried about my teacher and can't sit still."

After saying that, he walked a few steps to the side without caring about Ying Zheng's reaction.

I just don't want to be an eyesore in front of my father.

"Hurry, the medicine is here."

An Chen hurried over with a bowl of medicine, pushed Qingque aside the bed, and put the bowl in Qingque's hand.

Then he pried open Zhang Yuanqing's mouth and poured the medicine into him spoonful by spoonful.

Qingque watched An Chen's rude actions from the side, frowning, but dared not say a word.

After An Chen stood up, he quickly wiped the stains off Zhang Yuanqing's face.

After feeding the medicine, An Chen took the bowl and left the room.

On the other side, Chang Qiong and several others also came over and stood outside waiting.

"Doctor, how long will it take for the teacher's fever to subside?"

When Fusu saw the doctor, he felt anxious and had a way to vent his feelings. He pulled Chang'an's arm and asked anxiously.

Chang Qiong glanced at the prince. He was now an adult and no longer the child who followed the marquis around.

"Prince, we'll know only after the medicine takes effect."

"Prince, please sit down and rest for a while."

However, Fusu did not loosen his grip on Chang's sleeve. "Doctor Chang, Teacher, how long will it take for him to wake up?"

Facing these expectant eyes, Chang Xian's nose felt sore and he was silent for a moment. "Prince, we will definitely do our best to save the Marquis."

Seeing that Fusu wanted to say something else, Ying Zheng stood up and pulled Fusu to sit down.

"Don't disturb the doctor's treatment. Sit here."

Fusu looked up at his father, then at several doctors, and finally his gaze fell on the door.

teacher.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Chang Xian and his companions pushed open the door and walked into the room.

The person on the bed had a flushed face and was breathing weakly.

Qingque quickly made way for the doctor, staring at the doctor's hand on the marquis' pulse, refusing to move away even for a moment.

After several people took turns taking his pulse, he left again.

They discussed it again in another room and wrote down the prescription again.

An Chen took the prescription and quickly went to get the medicine and boil it.

After giving Zhang Yuanqing another bowl of medicine, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and left the room.

That night, the workshop was brightly lit, with people constantly coming in and out, but no one was making any noise.

Everyone was quiet, for fear of disturbing the person who woke up.

"Doctor, the Marquis's fever has subsided."

Qingque's cheerful voice was heard, and Changqi and others quickly went in to check Zhang Yuanqing's pulse again.

Qingque stared at the red eyes and looked at the doctors: "How is the Marquis? When will he wake up?"

"Just take care of the Marquis, I'll go out and discuss this."

When he didn't get what he expected, the light in Qingque's eyes instantly disappeared.

Chang Xian and the others went out quietly and closed the door.

"When will Zhang Qing wake up?"

After sitting for a whole night, Ying Zheng looked a little tired.

"Your Majesty, we don't know when the Marquis will be able to recover, but it's good that the fever has subsided. We will discuss the next medication for the Marquis."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and several doctors left quickly.

"I will return to the palace to handle government affairs. You stay here to look after your teacher."

"Father, be careful on your journey. I will take good care of this place."

Looking at the darkness under Fusu's eyes, Ying Zheng patted Fusu on the shoulder and left with his men.

Zhangtai Palace

"Shi Yi, go pick out a few maids to take care of Zhang Qing."

"promise."

"Father, how is Mr. Jean?"

As soon as Ronglu and others heard that their father had returned to the palace, they rushed over immediately.

"Zhang Qing is still asleep. You should handle government affairs properly and not slack off."

Seeing that his father looked unhappy and obviously would not pay any more attention to them, Ronglu took his younger brother and sat down quietly to start handling government affairs.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

In a house in Xianyang City.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Faced with the man's angry voice, Zhang Liang smiled, a hearty laugh.

"Why is someone leaving?"

Seeing Zhang Liang like this, the man pointed at Zhang Liang angrily and said, "You..."

Facing the man's anger, Zhang Liang looked at him with a smile: "What? Are you scared?"

"Before, you asked me to help you get rid of Zhang Yuanqing."

"Now that I have accomplished the task, do you really want to kill me?"

Seeing the man's heart flutter, Zhang Liang sneered.

"What a pity, what a pity, it's too late."

Before the man understood what these words meant, Meng Wu had already surrounded the place with his men.

Not long after, the servant came in a panic and reported, "General Meng Wu led his troops to search the mansion and brought His Majesty's summons."

It’s over.

It’s over.

However, it was different from Ying Ni’s reaction.

Zhang Liang sat quietly in a chair and poured himself a cup of tea.

Then savor it slowly.

It is indeed good tea.

Thinking that the skill of tea frying came from Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Liang paused while tasting the tea.

Then, he drank it all in one gulp.

"You, you did it on purpose!"

He deliberately didn't leave and stayed here to harm us.

Ying Ni looked at Zhang Liang and wished he could tear him into pieces.

However, Zhang Liang looked at the soldiers rushing in from outside and did not answer Ying Ni's words.

"take away."