bayedsolid Chapter 259 The long needle is finally used
Chapter 259 The long needle is finally used
Although he was extremely eager for the Secret of Immortality, he also knew that if something really happened to Xiao Sizhe, he would probably never get the Secret of Immortality.
So, he pulled the concubine to his side and coaxed her softly, "My beloved concubine, when this madman goes crazy, it's hard to guard against him! Last time, your father was beaten into a pig's head by him. You must not take this risk. If something goes wrong with you, what will I do?"
Emperor Yuxuan's tone was full of concern and worry. He gently stroked Concubine Hao's hand, trying to calm her down.
After hearing what Emperor Yuxuan said, although Concubine Hao was angry, she also knew that what he said made sense.
She glared at the officials fiercely and cursed in her heart: "You bunch of rubbish, if you can't speak, then don't speak! One day, I will make you all kneel at my feet and be speechless. Humph!"
Her eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness, as if they wanted to devour everyone.
At this time, the ministers were also discussing. One minister whispered, "Even if the concubine's medical skills are excellent, she is not as good as the imperial teacher, right?"
Although his voice was low, it was exceptionally clear in the silent palace. Everyone nodded in agreement.
Emperor Yuxuan listened to the discussion of his ministers and was moved. He suddenly remembered that Doctor Shui was also the apprentice of the Imperial Master, and the Imperial Master was the best doctor in the world.
A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said, "Doctor Shui is also a disciple of the National Master! The National Master is the best doctor in the world. Come quickly and take a look at Xiao Sizhe!" His voice was full of eagerness and expectation, as if he had grasped the last straw.
At this time, the Imperial Master who was hiding nearby was overjoyed when he heard Emperor Yuxuan's words. He thought to himself, "God is helping me. Hey, Xiao Sizhe, today I will make you live a life worse than death. Who told you to cheat the Imperial Master out of so much money?"
A sinister smile appeared on his face, and that smile was full of the pleasure of revenge. He slowly walked out of the crowd and walked towards Xiao Sizhe, already thinking about how to torture this person who made him hate him so much.
The atmosphere was so tense that the air seemed to freeze. Han Mingguang stood in front of Xiao Sizhe with an anxious look on his face. The sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks. He said loudly: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Master must not interfere with Xiao Sizhe's condition! Your Majesty, think about it, treating an illness is not a joke. If you make things worse, the consequences will be disastrous! In the past, when they were in Mingyang Palace, the master and the apprentice had a medical competition to see who was better at treating Xiao Sizhe. You were there and saw it with your own eyes!"
Han Mingguang's eyes were filled with worry and anxiety. He knew very well that the Imperial Master was a sinister and cunning person, and he must not let Xiao Sizhe fall into his hands.
Emperor Yuxuan, the forgetful emperor, frowned and raised his head to try to recall. His eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes flickering, as if he was trying hard to search for that vague memory in his mind.
After a long time, he nodded slowly and said in a confused manner: "It seems to be like this? But I can't remember it clearly. Hey, who won that time?" Emperor Yuxuan's face showed a trace of confusion and bewilderment. He shook his head gently, as if he was helpless about his memory.
When the Imperial Master heard Emperor Yuxuan's question, he immediately started howling like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
A smug look appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty, of course I won! My master's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, how could that brat compare to him? At that time, I just gave in to that brat because of the relationship between master and disciple, but I didn't expect him to be so ungrateful! Now he no longer has me as his master in his eyes."
As the Imperial Master spoke, he glared at Xiao Sizhe fiercely, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.
After listening to the Imperial Master's words, Emperor Yuxuan nodded slightly, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "That makes sense. There is no reason in this world that a disciple is more powerful than the master.
In this case, Imperial Master, please cure Xiao Sizhe's madness as soon as possible! It would be best if you could make him spit out the Art of Immortality as well! " Emperor Yuxuan's eyes were gleaming with anticipation. His desire for the Art of Immortality had made him lose his mind, and he completely disregarded Xiao Sizhe's safety.
"As you wish!" The Imperial Master was overjoyed, a sinister smile appeared on his face, as if he had already seen the scene of Xiao Sizhe begging for mercy in agony under his torture.
He could not wait to pull out the extra-long silver needle from his back. The silver needle was five feet long and flashed a cold light in the sun. When everyone saw the silver needle, they jumped back in shock, with horrified looks on their faces.
Han Mingguang was extremely anxious when he saw this. He shouted again, "Your Majesty, no! This silver needle is so long. If there is any mishap, little Sizhe's life will be in danger!"
However, Emperor Yuxuan was completely obsessed with the Art of Immortality at this time and would not listen to Han Mingguang's advice at all.
Holding the silver needle, the Imperial Master walked towards Xiao Sizhe step by step. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself: "Xiao Sizhe, you ungrateful thing, today is the day you die!" Xiao Sizhe was still unconscious at this time, and kept muttering "Brother Yan" in his mouth, unaware of the impending danger.
The imperial teacher held high his five-foot-long silver needle and showed it off proudly in front of his ministers. He looked as if what he was holding in his hand was not a silver needle but a rare treasure.
"Hehe, this silver needle of mine is truly unique in the world!" His voice was full of pride and confidence, and his eyes revealed his anticipation for everyone's envious gazes.
When he was making this silver needle, he was thinking about how to deal with Sikong Yan, the thorn in his side. He spent a lot of time and energy, looking for the best materials, and hired the best craftsmen to make this unique long silver needle.
He had imagined countless times the scene of using this silver needle to make Sikong Yan kneel down and beg for mercy, but he never expected that he would use it on Xiao Sizhe under such circumstances today.
Han Mingguang looked at the imperial teacher's complacent look and secretly wondered how to stop him.
After rolling his eyes slyly, he deliberately asked loudly: "Master, what is the point of making such a long needle? It's a waste of materials!"
There was a hint of sarcasm and question in his voice, which successfully attracted everyone's attention.
Yes, such a long silver needle can be made into ten ordinary silver needles. The ministers also whispered to each other, expressing their confusion about the behavior of the state teacher.
When the Imperial Master heard Han Mingguang's question, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his smug look.
He continued to boast, "Humph, such a long needle must be useful! How can you ordinary people understand my profound medical skills?"
His eyes revealed a sense of superiority, as if he was a god in the medical world and everyone else was an ignorant ant.