The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

When Gao Yuan woke up again, he had already returned to his house. He slowly opened his sour eyes, and an immature face broke into his blurred vision.

"Uncle! Uncle, are you awake?" Qi Lin said excitedly.

Gao Yuan raised his weak arm and rubbed his dizzy head: "What's wrong with me?"

"You fainted in the prison, and it was Eunuch Wang who sent you back! Eunuch Wang also brought an imperial doctor to treat you... Is it true that His Majesty is not angry with you anymore, Uncle?" Qi Lin said a lot in one breath .

Gao Yuan supported his dizzy head and sat up.

"By the way, Uncle, Marshal Xiao is out of Beijing!" A boy like Qi Lin probably has a dream of being a hero. He wants to become a hero, and he also pays attention to the most powerful hero in the world. There is no doubt that Xiao Zhenting is in his heart. "He went with soldiers! Uncle, do you think he is going to fight again?"

"He has already handed over his military power, how could he fight..." Gao Yuan was halfway through, and suddenly remembered the conversation he had with the emperor before he fell into a coma. It seemed that he hadn't had time to tell the emperor who that person was. , Could it be that... the only survivor is Xiao Yan?

The nine generations of the Xiao family were single-handed, and it was not until the generation of Xiao Zhenting's father that it finally really blossomed. Xiao Zhenting had an elder brother, and Xiao Yan was his elder brother's only legitimate son in the world, and Xiao Zhenting had no children under his knees. The incense of the family's direct line is probably about to be cut off.

It was strange that the emperor was so nervous that even Xiao Zhenting was dispatched.

Unfortunately……

Gao Yuan closed his eyes and stopped the thoughts rolling in his mind.

"Uncle! Uncle!" Qi Lin waved his hand in front of his eyes, "I'll go get the imperial physician. The imperial physician Zhang is waiting in the lobby, and said that if you wake up, let me call him."

"Wait." Gao Yuan grabbed Qi Lin's hand, "I'm tired, don't tell anyone that I woke up."

"Huh?" Qi Lin blinked in confusion, "Why, Uncle?"

Gao Yuan stopped talking and lay down slowly.

...

However, on the 16th day of the first lunar month, after Yan Jiuchao left, the news that Tianxianglou was destroyed by people spread like wildfire. Many guests who were scared away that day witnessed Yan Jiuchao's true face While lamenting that this person should only exist in the sky, at the same time hearing the guards call him the young master, there is no other young master who can be so domineering in the capital except the one in Yancheng.

Sure enough, the following conversation in Tianxianglou verified everyone's guess.

What stunned everyone was that Young Master Yan not only beat up the Young Master's family of Tianxianglou, but also disgraced the face of His Highness the Second Highness.

How bold is it that you don't even give face to the prince?

"Didn't you see that the face of the Second Highness is black as coal!"

In a teahouse, a middle-aged man vividly described what he saw that day.

"Hey, hey, the young owner of Tianxiang Tower was really disabled?" A little scholar who was listening to the excitement asked.

The middle-aged man stepped on the stool with one foot, slammed the table with the other hand, gestured to his body and said, "Isn't it? Here, here, they are all disabled!" If the young master comes to break it, he will naturally have to charge some interest.'”

After he finished making gestures, he did not forget to imitate a section vividly.

Although they didn't even imitate the tone of voice, it didn't prevent everyone from making up their minds. They made up their minds about the scene at that time, and couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding!

To say that Yan Jiuchao's reputation in the capital is really not good. The people he beat up could fill the entire Tianxiang Building. However, the person surnamed Xu is not a good person. All of them are people with status, but Xu Chengxuan used fierce means to suppress his peers and take revenge on the thorn in his side. Many merchants, common people and even poor scholars have been poisoned by him.

Therefore, as soon as the incident escalated, two completely different voices appeared in the capital, some scolding Yan Jiuchao for nothing, and others laughing that Xu Chengxuan took it upon himself.

On the carriage back, Yan Jiuchao patted Xiaoxuehu, and said slowly: "Is there more people who scold me, or Tianxianglou?"

Ying Liudao: "Naturally, there are a lot of scoldings on that kid. Relying on the power of the Second Prince and Concubine Xu, that kid also has a Southern Xinjiang ghost clan in his hands, and he bullied many people openly and secretly."

"You mean, those who scolded him were bullied by him, and those who scolded this young master were also bullied by this young master?" Yan Jiuchao frowned handsomely, "Damn it! My young master The Lord has bullied not one person with the surname Xu!"

Shadow Six: "..."

Young Master, have you lost your focus?

Yan Jiuchao let out a cold snort, and asked Ying Shisan to drive the carriage back to the capital, and pulled out all the second-generation ancestors, those who had been bullied and those who hadn't been bullied, and were bullied one by one, until the second-generation ancestors cried and cried Mother, full of complaints, Young Master Yan returned to the village contentedly.

Yan Jiuchao bullied everyone who could be bullied, so no one combined him with the Yu family's personal grievances, only felt that this little lunatic went crazy again.

After all, it was not the first time he went crazy. Once he beat up the Minister of Humerus in the Golden Luan Hall, and once he pushed the fourth prince into the water at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. The most absurd thing was that he once got drunk and ran to the emperor's The dragon fell asleep on the bed.

All these piles, one piece after another, which one is not the death penalty of beheading?

In comparison, just blindly beating up dozens of second-generation ancestors is nothing at all.

When the news reached the emperor's ears, the emperor nodded in relief: "I'm still sensible, knowing that I'm worried about border crossings, I'm more obedient than before."

Concubine Xu Xian, who had just walked to the door of the imperial study room and was planning to sue her nephew for a good life, heard this and wished to spit out a mouthful of old blood!