: The Hanging Medical Pavilion

The setting sun sets in the west, and the tired birds return to their nests.

Like the bloody rays, it is like a red ribbon hanging in the sky.

Su Fan, dressed in white clothes like snow, walked out of the Marquis's mansion with a simple and elegant appearance.

Uncle Yun stepped forward to lock the door, and a heavy sound came.

There is a dignified marquis' mansion, with only two masters and servants.

A little shabby.

After you find out the condition, you must make some money as soon as possible to improve the situation in Xiahou’s Mansion.

Uncle Yun is older.

How long can the hunched body work for the Marquis’ Mansion?

Uncle Yun stepped forward to support Su Fan, and the two of them came to the carriage, "Criminal, we are leaving."

As we were about to lean, the lanterns were first on.

Crack.

Crack.

The carriage was moving forward at a slow speed.

When the street corner turns, the correct way to open Chang'an appears.

Chang'an is the imperial capital of Qin.

The well-connected avenues in the city are intertwined with alleys as dense as spider webs. In the streets and alleys, fragrant cars and BMWs are flowing endlessly.

The jade chariot is erected, the golden whip is erected, the dragon holds the treasure cover, and the phoenix spits the tassels......

Su Fan lifted the curtain of the car, painted buildings and workshops, the lights were dim, and a prosperous scene was fascinating.

He was attracted by the dazzling scene in front of him. It turned out that the nightlife of ancient people was so rich and colorful.

At present, the prosperity of the Great Qin Dynasty is far less than that of the prosperous Tang Dynasty he remembers, but the prosperity of Chang'an is no less than that of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

This is destined to be an addictive place.

The longing for a long time is in Chang'an, and this is not false.

There is a writing on the paper: There are treasure swords, beauties, colorful horses, and furs of gold in Chang'an City.

Ancient poem says: The palace is opened in the nine heavens, and the clothes and crowns of all nations are worshipping the crowns. The sun is only when the palms move, and the cigarettes are about to float by the dragon.

Chang'an of Qin, the image of prosperous times.

But Su Fan knew that the more luxurious and prosperous it was, the more dirty and ugly it was. He could not be confused by the scene in front of him.

I am still a lonely boat on the sea, helpless and supportless.

Putting down the curtain of the car, Su Fan closed his eyes and rested.

Jia Renyi was a miracle doctor in Chang'an. He treated his stubborn disease for many years but had not cured his condition. I believe he knew his condition well.

This time, I came here to ask what the poison he had in the past was. He had failed to assassinate in the past and had not made a comeback in so many years.

Is it because he is useless?

Can't threaten the person behind the assassin?

Su Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, I would kill you if you didn't kill me back then.

...........

Royal Palace.

Imperial Study Room.

The lights are brightly lit, and the hall is like daylight.

Emperor Qin took off his dragon suit and wore a black brocade dress. Seeing that he was about to leave the palace, "Go out of the palace with me."

A figure appeared outside the hall, covered his body with a black robe, shaped like a ghost, and could not tell what he originally looked like.

The leader of the Black Guard - Tianlichuan, one of the masters of the Qin State.

The figure of Qin Emperor disappeared under the night sky, and Tianlichuan did not follow closely. In an instant, he disappeared on the top of the palace.

Outside the palace wall, a gorgeous carriage was moving forward. Qin Huang lifted the curtain and said, "Di Shun, did the miracle doctor say hello?"

Li Deshun, the chief supervisor of the inner palace, bowed and said, "Don't worry, your majesty, I understand the arrangement."

Put down the curtain of the car, and the dragon chariot moves slowly.

............

West City.

The crowds are overcrowded and the chariot is difficult to pass.

Uncle Yun pulled his horse, "Crown Prince, Pingkang Street is crowded, we are afraid we will walk over."

Su Fan lifted the curtain of the car and came down. Chang'an City will always be so prosperous, with flags swaying and girls dancing in the flower building.

"Uncle, come up and play!"

"Young Master, come and have fun!"

A series of charming voices came, giving the night a hint of vitality and charm.

This is a very distinctive street.

One-stop service is very complete.

Uncle Yun said: "Criminal, we will cross Pingkang Street and go to Xuanyi Pavilion."

Su Fan nodded, "This magic doctor Jia is really good at choosing a place."

Uncle Yun helped Su Fan walk along the street. He felt like a sheep was planted into the tiger's mouth, and a woman rushed towards him.

It can be seen that these women are for his appearance.

Uncle Yun stopped all the women and accelerated his steps, "Criminal, this Pingkang Street is not a good place."

Su Fan remained silent and looked up slightly. He happened to see a wisp of piano music coming from the sky. In such a noisy place, the piano music fell like the sound of nature.

Not far away, a beautiful figure was playing the piano, "Uncle Yun, isn't this woman from Qin?"

Uncle Yun followed Su Fan's gaze and said, "Hu Ji, a native of Tang, this is not surprising at all in Daqin."

"The Qin Dynasty is tolerant, and Chang'an includes the people of the world."

Su Fan nodded gently, "Uncle Yun, where is that pavilion?"

"Baihua Tower." Uncle Yun said indifferently, "The prince, Baihua Tower is very famous in the imperial capital. There is rumors that Baihua Tower in Chang'an will relieve a thousand worries after sleeping."

Su Fan said: "Uncle Yun, have you been there?"

Uncle Yun hurriedly said, "Criminal, don't joke with me anymore. Is that a place where I can go?"

Su Fan smiled and said, "I know Uncle Yun is a serious person."

Along the way, there were all kinds of figures on the street, including swaying young men holding flying eagles, and knights traveling with swords...

These people who were in the same place during the day seemed to have invited each other at night, gathered in the prostitute's house day and night, and continued over and over again.

Walking out of the long street, Uncle Yun helped Su Fan and stopped.

Su Fan gasped, his body was still too weak, and he almost got rid of a street.

After a stick of incense, he breathed well, "Uncle Yun, let's go!"

When you arrive at the Xuanyi Pavilion.

The traffic is full of people.

Uncle Yun said: "Criminal, this is the Xuanyi Pavilion. The nobles and nobles in Chang'an City, and the royal relatives all like to come here for treatment."

He is worthy of being a miracle doctor. It seems that he has real ability to be so popular with so many people.

Then the question is.

Why has the medicine he prescribed for so many years not effective at all?

Su Fan and the others moved forward and came to the front of the Xuanyi Pavilion, but were stopped by a medicine servant. "Sorry, the visitor is full today. Please come back for both of you!"

Uncle Yun's face changed, "When is it that this is the time? How could the hospitality is full?"

Yao Shi said: "There are too many officials who have made an appointment. You two want to see a doctor. Please come early tomorrow."

He spoke a domineering tone and arrogant, and he did not take Su Fan and the other two seriously at all.

Uncle Yun looked embarrassed and looked at Su Fan, "Criminal, we..."

"Uncle Yun, don't worry, I'll find a way." Su Fan looked at the servant, "I am the prince of the marquis of the country, not here to consult, but told Doctor Jia that this prince is here to ask for guilt."

Yao Shi was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Chief Prince of Zhenguo, come and ask for guilt? Are you sick and ruining your mind?"
To be continued...