Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 189 Fishing

Supervisor of Ceremonies.

Before Gao Jian even entered the house, the red-haired little fire-sprinklers in the house had already come out and followed him, vying to flatter him, calling out "Ancestor" and "Soak your feet in hot water" one after another.

There was agarwood burning in the room. He took off his cloak, revealing a red dragon robe, and sat down on the couch. Feng Qi handed him tea.

"Godfather, what do you think of what Lord Fang did today? He was about to die, but he woke up just like that."

Gao Jian was drinking tea, and Xiao Huozhe knelt on the ground to help him take off his shoes and soak his feet. He put down the teacup.

"I've been in the palace for so many years and have seen everything. I just didn't expect that Lu Ziqing actually saved him. Your Majesty must be very happy."

Feng Qi said, "I never realized Lu Ziqing had this ability before. After this incident, his reputation in the court has skyrocketed."

Gao Jian leaned back into his chair, relaxed. "It's a good thing that there are capable people in our dynasty. His deeds should be passed down."

Feng Qi's eyes turned, "Godfather is right, the deeds of this famous doctor should be known to everyone."

In the dim light, a figure hurriedly ran out of the woods path and saw the light by the river ahead. Two people were sitting on a wooden platform fishing.

He ran over and called out urgently, "Sir, save me, sir."

The two men turned around and it was Yan Mengjiang and Yan Qian.

Yan Mengjiang stood up in confusion, glanced at the grove behind him, and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

In the dim light, the man was wearing a green Taoist robe and had a black eye patch covering one eye. He was one-eyed.

The one-eyed Taoist priest was anxious. "Sir, someone has broken my formation. Now all the soldiers in the city are trying to catch me. Sir, please help me."

"There is actually someone who can break your formation? Who is it?" Yan Qian asked.

"I don't know either," the one-eyed Taoist said. "At dusk, I thought the old man was almost dead, so I went to the houses to collect his belongings. But then I heard soldiers coming from a distance. Luckily, I ran fast."

"Break the formation? Officers and soldiers?" Yan Qian pondered and hissed, "Dad, that Lu Ziqing must have cured Fang Zhaobo."

"Him?" Yan Mengjiang glanced at him, then lowered his eyes. "Lu Ziqing is just an ordinary wandering doctor. Could he also know the ways of Qi Huang?"

The one-eyed Taoist said, "This person was able to break my formation, so he must have some skills. If he succeeded in summoning ghosts to harm people this time, it would be fine, but he failed. This is against the will of heaven. My lord, please save me."

Yan Qian said, "Master Qiu, don't worry. You were paid for your work. Now that it hasn't been done, what can we do about it? Run for your life before they get here."

"It's not appropriate for Master Yan to say that." Taoist Priest Qiu's expression darkened slightly.

"When you first approached me, you already told me that failure would lead to backlash. I'm risking my life to help you, and how can a mere small amount of money be compared to my life?"

"Master Qiu, please don't misunderstand me." Yan Mengjiang said, "Since this matter has not been resolved, there is no need to continue arguing. You are working for me, and helping you is like helping me. For now, hide away and don't show up in the city. Disguise yourself and go to the North City. Someone will come to pick you up. Come out again after this storm has passed."

Before Taoist Master Qiu could respond, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the direction of the woods behind him. There were lakes all around, and the few small boats on the lake had no place to hide.

He was in a panic and didn't know what to do. Yan Qian told him to get into the water quickly. He plunged into the lake. When the officers and soldiers behind him caught up with him, the water on the lake had just calmed down.

When Yan Qian saw the person coming, he stood up in surprise and said, "Oh, isn't this Lord Xiao? What brings you here so late at night?"

The officers and soldiers stood there without moving. Xiao Yan dismounted and walked to the wooden platform, staring at Yan Mengjiang's back and greeting him.

"Minister Yan, why are you here so late at night instead of resting at home?"

Yan Mengjiang sat still, facing the lake and spoke casually, "Does Lord Xiao like fishing? I often come here to fish at night. It's very interesting."

Yan Qian sat down, took back the fishing rod, and cast the fishing line farther away.

Xiao Yan glanced at the empty wooden barrel on the ground, then scanned the lake and the dark corners, and said.

"Minister Yan seems to be enjoying fishing at night, but there's not a single fish in this bucket. Did someone come over and scare all the fish away?"

"That must be it." Yan Mengjiang said, "Lord Xiao brought so many people here that the fish must have been scared away long ago. We have to wait and see."

Xiao Yan walked behind them with a knife slung over his shoulder, his eyes fixed on the lake and the boat.

"I thought it was the demons we were chasing that came here to disturb Minister Yan. Apologies for that. However, it's late at night, and for the Minister's safety, it's better to search."

He raised his hand and waved, and the officers and soldiers behind him filed out and dispersed to the boats on the lake, causing quite a noise.

After searching for a while, the officers and soldiers returned empty-handed and soon came back. Xiao Yan glanced at the top of Yan Mengjiang's head and heard him sigh.

"Oh, this time it's good. After Lord Xiao made such a fuss, I will really go home disappointed tonight."

Xiao Yan gripped the hilt of his knife tightly and said in a deep voice, "Then I won't bother Minister Yan."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and took a few steps when he suddenly heard the sound of waves on the lake. He subconsciously looked back and saw a large ripple sliding in the direction of Yan Qian's fishing rod.

Without saying a word, Xiao Yan walked over, picked up the fishing rod and started pulling it up. He felt the strength right away.

The demon must be underwater.

He thought about it and pulled the fishing rod hard. Yan Qian saw that he was pulling too hard, as if he was pulling some ferocious beast, and then said helplessly.

"You've never fished before, have you? You can't pull the rod like that, it'll break in no time."

Yan Mengjiang looked alert, watching the swaying ripples imperceptibly, but Xiao Yan happened to see it. He twisted the corner of his mouth and pulled with a little more force.

"If you don't pull a big fish like this, wouldn't it be a shame to let it go?"

The giant underwater was dragged two or three feet away. He wrapped the fishing line tightly around his wrist and pulled up the fishing rod with force. A big fish broke out of the water and was thrown onto the shore, where it rolled and jumped around. It weighed at least twenty pounds.

how come?

He stared at the flipping fish, then looked at the water surface, feeling incredible. The force just now was obviously very strong, as if someone was pulling it underwater.

Just as he was thinking, Yan Qian smiled and praised him, "I didn't realize that the Marquis is also a fishing expert. My father and I have been waiting here for a long time without any results, and you caught a big fish as soon as you came. Thank you."

Xiao Yan glanced at Yan Mengjiang's smile, threw down his fishing rod, and said coldly to the soldiers behind him, "Go!"

After the people left, Yan Qian withdrew his gaze and said, "That was a close call. I thought I had hooked that person just now."

Yan Mengjiang then stood up, only to hear Yan Qian say again: "If Fang Zhaobo doesn't die this time, I don't know how long I'll have to wait for the position of Prime Minister."

Yan Mengjiang put away his fishing rod and said, "Even if he manages to escape this disaster, he won't be able to do anything in his current state. I'll just wait a little longer. But that Lu Ziqing has done bad things so many times, he can't be kept alive."

Yan Qian nodded and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I will find something to hold against him."

Yan Mengjiang picked up the bucket and glanced at the woods across the lake. "Let's go back."

In the darkness on the opposite side, Taoist Priest Qiu climbed out of the water. A large piece of the clothes on his arm was torn, and his skin was covered with blood marks.

Around noon the next day, Emperor Shengzhi returned to his study to review memorials after the morning court session. Xiao Yan came and reported what happened to Lord Fang yesterday, claiming it was a case of murder.

Emperor Shengzhi was furious upon hearing this and immediately ordered the arrest of the person.

Xiao Yan received the order and walked out of the palace gate. He saw Lu Qianshan coming from a distance and went over to greet him.

"Brother Qianshan, are you waiting for someone here?"

Lu Qianshan said with a smile: "The Marquis is usually busy with official duties and rarely sees me. I saw you enter the palace a while ago, so I waited here. I have something I want to give to the Marquis."

"Oh?" Xiao Yan asked, "What is it?"