Seeing the usual expression of Cheng Sanlang, and seeing the eyes cast by him and others, he even grinned genially.

This made Zhang Wang's two doctors so angry that they almost had a myocardial infarction, and the one who really stepped on the horse was also drunk.

When you were in the Imperial Physician's Office, Cheng Sanlang, why did you stop being mean and tough?

Even if you directly put out your hand to block the mouths of the two of us so that we can't speak, it would be good to knock us out and throw them back to the public room.

What to do? To die? Zhang Yiling and Wang Yiling glanced at each other.

Zhang Yiling, who had been able to quickly lift up his front and trot to keep up with Cheng Saburo's pace, turned around slightly and bowed to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was standing behind the imperial eucalyptus.

"Your Majesty has a decree, and my Imperial Physician's Office will naturally take the order, but the minister is old and frail, and I may not be able to bear the pain of the bumps."

"However, saving people is like putting out a fire. Although the minister cannot go to him personally, he is willing to recommend the imperial physician to order him to go there for diagnosis and treatment."

The imperial doctor beside him made his eyes widen instantly, his face was full of shock, anger, sadness, disappointment, and even extremely depraved anger.

So many negative emotions, all at the same time, were perfectly interpreted by the slightly trembling facial muscles on his face.

Cheng Sanlang, who is well versed in the skills of the actor, also has his eyes shining. After all, this kind of pure natural and sincere emotional expression.

It is really the template that I need most on my future acting path. I must remember it well, and I may use it in the future.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who narrowed his eyes slightly, also saw the spirited performance of the two imperial physicians through the slits of his eyes.

Although he originally did not intend to let these two guys go, their performance really made the Emperor Tang unhappy.

Wang Yiling looked at Zhang Yiling dumbfounded, wishing he had a heart attack too, if that were the case.

He could completely roll his eyes and wince with such a reasonable and reasonable reason that he was valued by His Majesty.

It is a pity that Zhang Yiling, who has suffered from heart disease for many years, is a master of this way.

In case of being assigned a crime of deceiving the king, I am afraid that I will not even be able to see the sun tomorrow.

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Between the thoughts of the two, everyone saw that Cheng Sanlang, who had already entered the circle of civil servants, stood out again at this moment.

When he came to the hall, he bowed respectfully towards Li Shimin.

"Father-in-law, since the exiled minister is seriously ill, Imperial Physician Zhang's aging and frailty are indeed not conducive to long-distance travel."

"But if Wang Yiling is only allowed to go alone, the little son-in-law will not feel very relieved."

"Xian-in-law, what do you mean by that?" Li Shimin couldn't help frowning and asked rhetorically.

"Father-in-law, after all, my son-in-law, I have treated the exiled minister for a dark illness, and I have a good understanding of his physical condition..."

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As soon as these words came out, Manchu Wenwu, who was sitting very upright, collapsed almost halfway directly because of his words.

There was even the sound of hehe hehe from the gang of military officials.

He was expressionless from the beginning

Li Shimin's face turned black in an instant, he raised his fingers, and gave a few virtual nods to the unspeakable little bastard.

You kid still remember that it was a dark disease, since it is a dark disease, you say it and do it, you are afraid that everyone in the world will not know that Changsun Wuji has a dark disease, right?

But considering the plan, it was precisely the cooperation of Cheng Sanlang, a young talent who had never been able to deal with his eldest brother-in-law, the eldest grandson Wuji.

Li Shimin could only groan helplessly. "so what?"

"My son-in-law has always had confidence in his medical skills, so he volunteered to go with the imperial physician Wang, and asked his husband's permission."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the civil and military officials who had regained control of their emotions lit up. Oh, if Cheng Sanlang went, it would be perfect.

After all, his medical skills are there, and everyone in the world knows it. Besides, he is the best friend of His Royal Highness, and a hard-core princeling.

He went to diagnose and treat the eldest grandson Wuji, and he would definitely not be favoritism. In this way, the crown prince could rest assured.

A court meeting that made everyone uneasy seems to have been doomed the moment Cheng Saburo volunteered to stand up.

Li Shimin pulled his face with a displeased face, looked at Cheng Saburo, and tapped his fingers lightly on the imperial eucalyptus. After a long time, he spoke slowly and leisurely.

"Prince, what does the prince think about this matter?"

Hearing His Majesty's words, everyone's spirits were lifted, and their eyes fell to His Royal Highness, who had been playing the role of muddy wood tires in the courtroom.

After seeing Prince Li Chengqian stand up, Chong Saburo nodded slightly, and then gave Li Shimin a respectful salute.

"My son obeys the royal father's instructions."

Such an attitude naturally made the Emperor of the Tang stroke his beard and nod his head with great relief.

"Prince, sit down. Since you have recommended yourself to be in front of the imperial court, if the old man does not allow you, the old man will seem stingy."

"If that's the case, then you should go with Wang Yiling to diagnose and treat the exiled minister, the eldest grandson Wuji."

Cheng Sanlang gave Li Shimin a respectful salute, and took over this important task as if it were a matter of course.

As for Wang Yiling, who was on the side, he was on the verge of escaping death. He was so excited that he almost shuddered.

As for Zhang Yiling, who has been suffering from heart disease for a long time, he is also relieved, it's okay...

Although he threw the pot to Wang Yiling, Cheng Sanlang took the initiative to lift the pot and carried it on his back.

In this way, Wang Yiling can easily survive this crisis, but it is absolutely impossible to make achievements.

After all, everyone knows that Cheng Sanlang and the eldest grandson Wuji have always disliked each other, and they both feel that they hate each other.

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Seeing Cheng Sanlangkang's order, he walked away quickly. Li Ji, who was squatting with old Cheng, stroked his long beard, and pressed his elbow against Cheng Yaojin beside him.

"Lao Cheng, your third child actually took the initiative to take over this big problem. Isn't he too rash?"

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"Hehe, I don't know, this kid has always had his own ideas, and he suffered a loss. That's what he asked for."

"Do you really think so?" Li Ji, an insidious person among the important military officials, looked suspiciously at Cheng Yaojin beside him, as if he wanted to see clues from his expression.

However, General Cheng is so old and hot, not to mention his expression, even his eyes don't show the slightest, which makes Li Ji look lonely.

Wang Yiling accompanied Cheng Sanlang out of the palace gate, and bowed to Cheng Sanlang with a moved face.

"Thank you Xiaocheng Taibao for your help, otherwise, the lower official really doesn't know what to do."

"Okay, Cheng Mou is also here to help you because you have been an official for many years."

Cheng Chubi slapped Wang Yiling's shoulder. "Remember, this matter is mainly about Cheng."

"It's natural, all the lower officials are guided by Xiao Cheng Taibao's horse."