radicalducati Chapter 222 Do you know Yu Ji?
Chapter 222 Do you know Yu Ji?
Chapter 222 Do you know Yu Ji?
Prince Yi nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with Tan Sitong's remarks on the "pure stream" (a term referring to a group of people who uphold integrity and integrity).
Zi Guang turned to Chen Wen, who was still smiling.
Meeting Prince Yi's gaze, Chen Wen maintained his smile and said in a relaxed tone, "Your Highness is too kind."
"Even if we are capable and climb high enough, can we possibly surpass Your Highness?"
"In the end, they are just servants of the emperor and the court; they still have to keep to their duties."
These words, though spoken softly, struck like a cold thunderbolt, instantly reverberating in the hearts of Tan Sitong, Wang Wu, and even Yuan Shikai!
The excitement on Tan Sitong's face vanished instantly, replaced by a somber expression.
He slowly sat back down, his fingers unconsciously tightening around the wine glass.
Wang Wu's thick eyebrows stood on end, his eyes flashed with cold light, his facial muscles were tense, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the wine glass were visible.
Even the most worldly and shrewd Yuan Shikai froze on his obsequious smile.
His eyes flickered, and his face darkened.
Chen Wen's words were too blunt, too cruel, tearing open a truth that they either didn't want to think about, deliberately avoided, or had long since become numb to.
In this imperial court, no matter how capable they are, the blood flowing through their veins is different.
There will always be a ceiling pressing down on you!
Those mites are born nobles; even if one is mediocre, their status is naturally superior to theirs!
They risked their lives to gain fame and fortune, but in the end, in the eyes of those in real power, they were nothing more than slaves and dogs that could be driven around!
Prince Yi smiled knowingly, then pointed at Chen Wen: "Doctor Chen's words—seem to have a hidden meaning?"
Chen Wen looked back calmly, his smile unchanged: "Your Highness is overthinking it. I was merely stating the facts, simply stating the reality under the laws and regulations of the court."
The smile on Prince Yi's face vanished completely, replaced by an undisguised sneer.
He neither denied nor defended himself.
To him, and to the entire privileged class of mites he represents, this was simply a matter of course!
Khans are slaves, they are dogs!
Does it matter whether they're happy or not, or what they're thinking? They're just a bunch of dogs; they'd wag their tails if you gave them a bone!
If it weren't for the fact that this Mr. Chen's medical skills were truly miraculous, and that he had registered with foreigners and was wearing a foreign skin, it would be a different story.
Given his status as a mere merchant and low-ranking military officer, how could he possibly deserve a banquet personally hosted by a prince like myself?
I openly discriminate against you and look down on you, and I know you feel frustrated and angry, but so what?
Can you really turn the world upside down?
However, to dare to speak so frankly about this matter in this setting, in front of himself and so many other people, is truly remarkable.
Chen Wen's audacity is simply too great.
Prince Yi put down his wine cup, his gaze coldly piercing Chen Wen, his arrogance undisguised, even carrying a threat: "As expected of Physician Chen, you are indeed outspoken and full of profound insights."
"Speaking of which, today when I saw the divine physician enter the city, the people knelt and cheered. That scene reminded me of someone."
Chen Wen raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? Who has Your Highness thought of?"
Prince Yi slowly said, "During the Three Kingdoms period, in the land of Eastern Wu, there was a Taoist named Yu Ji."
The moment the name Yu Ji was uttered, the atmosphere at the table plummeted to freezing point!
Tan Sitong's face turned deathly pale, and Wang Wu's hand gripping the wine glass tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white.
Yuan Shikai was so frightened that he almost knocked over the bowl and plates in front of him.
Yu Ji!
A Taoist priest who traveled to Jiangdong during the late Eastern Han Dynasty used talismanic water to cure diseases. His methods were extremely effective and he was deeply loved and revered by the people of Jiangdong.
Even many of Sun Ce's generals secretly went to pay their respects to him, and his prestige once surpassed that of his lord, Sun Ce.
Later, when Sun Ce held a banquet, he saw that all the generals left their seats and went downstairs to pay their respects to Yu Ji, who was passing by. He also saw that the people's support for Yu Ji far exceeded that for him.
I deeply feel that this person is spreading falsehoods and undermining the morale of the army.
Despite the earnest advice of his mother and subordinates, he insisted on beheading this living god and displaying his head to the public on charges of misleading the people!
How similar this situation is!
When Chen Wen entered the city, the people knelt and cheered, almost ignoring him, a prince!
Chen Wen's prestige, ability, and even potential threat are many times greater than Yu Ji's, who intimidates people with talisman water!
If he truly harbors ulterior motives—
Prince Yi's words were an undisguised death threat.
If Sun Ce could kill Yu Ji, then I can certainly kill you, Chen Wen!
Wang Wu had already quietly clenched his fists, his eyes fixed sharply on Prince Yi and the guards behind him, his muscles tense, ready to fight to the death.
We must protect Chen Wen and fight our way out, no matter what.
Tan Sitong could no longer remain seated. He abruptly stood up, his voice trembling with tension: "Your Highness, please calm your anger! Brother Chen—he is absolutely not a charlatan like Yu Ji! He possesses benevolence and compassion, dedicated to helping the world and saving lives; he has absolutely no intention of misleading or sowing discord among the people!"
"What I said today was probably—probably just an unintentional slip of the tongue!"
He was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead as he desperately tried to exonerate Chen Wen.
Yuan Shikai opened his mouth, wanting to say something to ease the tension, but seeing Prince Yi's gloomy face, he ultimately kept his mouth shut.
In such situations, self-preservation is the best policy.
Prince Yi ignored everyone else and kept looking straight at Chen Wen.
All eyes were focused on Chen Wen.
Chen Wen picked up his wine cup, his expression unchanged: "Your Highness is overthinking it. Yu Ji is using the name of a deity to fool the common people; he is a fraud."
"Sun Ce killed him to punish falsehood and to reassure the people."
"Yu Ji is a fake, but my act of saving people is real."
"I am just a mortal. I have never claimed to be a god, nor have I ever intended to fool anyone."
Prince Yi stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Well said! Just kidding. In my opinion, you are Hua Tuo, not Yu Ji! Come, have another drink!"
Tan Sitong visibly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly raised his glass as well.
Yuan Shikai immediately put on a smile again, stood up, and said, "Indeed, indeed! Doctor Chen's treatment of the sick and saving lives is also to share the Emperor's burdens and serve the court!"
He spoke quickly and loudly, as if to make up for the silence that had just passed.
Chen Wen simply smiled faintly, raised his glass in a gesture of respect, and drank it all in one gulp, as if his earlier murderous metaphor had never happened.
Wang Wu slowly loosened his grip, but his eyes still warily swept over the guards behind Prince Yi.
After a glass of wine, the atmosphere at the table seemed to ease a bit.
Prince Yi put down his cup, his fingers tracing the rim, and casually remarked, "Speaking of which, I've always heard people say that Doctor Chen's medical skills are divine, that he has invented many miraculous medicines, and that even foreigners praise you as the number one doctor in the world."
"After hearing it so many times, I've actually become a little curious myself."
These words sounded like casual conversation, but there was a subtle, almost imperceptible scrutiny in the tone.
Tan Sitong, oblivious to the impropriety, was still grateful to Chen Wen for rescuing him. Upon hearing this, he immediately chimed in, his tone excited: "Your Highness, you have no idea! I personally witnessed Brother Chen's rescue! It was truly—truly a miracle!"
"A man suffered severe chest and abdominal wounds, his intestines spilling out, and he was on the verge of death. Yet Brother Chen was able to use a sharp blade to cut open his abdomen, repair his internal organs, and then suture them back together!"
"Not to mention the theory of blood compatibility; if it could be implemented, countless lives of wounded soldiers and civilians could be saved!"