The phoenix circled down, and an old man in black jumped onto the deck with a small phoenix on his head, followed by seven or eight shadow-chasing palace guards. They all heard that the emperor was seriously injured and rushed to help—after all, the shadow-chasing palace It has always been a pleasure to help others without seeking anything in return, all the worlds say so.
Although Xianweng and Guishou both lived in the East China Sea, they were both secluded and happy, and they could see each other for the first time. In the past, I only heard that Nan Moxie was okay, so I had to recite a few ghostly hands. I thought that the two must have had a festival, and I still had no idea in my heart. Save again.
"How is the emperor?" The dark guard who had returned to report the letter earlier asked anxiously.
"The emperor is no longer in serious trouble, it was the master who brought the cold to himself." Duan Baiyue said, "But the master couldn't sleep because of this, so he could only temporarily put it in the ice coffin, and asked the senior ghosts to take pictures. save."
"Your master, Nan Moxie? It's also a famous name for a long time." The ghost doctor nodded, "Let's go, go and have a look first."
Xian Weng wondered in his heart, looking at this posture, it seems that he never knew it before
Then why do you want to compare yourself with others from time to time
Since Chu Yuan was rescued from serious injuries, he has been a little groggy, and it takes an hour or two to wake up during the day when he falls asleep. Ghost Hand diagnosed the pulse for him, and said to Duan Baiyue: "According to Xiaoye Ye's prescription, it will get better after taking it for ten days and a half, but don't worry."
"Thank you, senior." Duan Baiyue stuffed Chu Yuan's hand back to the bed, and accompanied the ghost hand to the next room. Nan Moxie was lying in the ice coffin, holding the Mitan in his hand, with a very peaceful expression.
"How?" Duan Baiyue asked after waiting for him to ask for the pulse. The people around him were also watching eagerly, for fear that he would wait until he shook his head and sighed.
Ghost Hand said: "The kung fu practiced by your master is in its own way, and the tendons are very different from ordinary people. I can't see anything for a moment."
"Then..." Duan Yao was anxious.
"However, with this Midan, Xuanming Cold Iron's sword qi can also be dissolved by seven points." Ghost Hand said again, "For the remaining three points, it is only up to God's arrangement."
Duan Baiyue was silent for a moment and said, "Well."
"This bottle of pills will be fed to your master every ten days." Ghost Hand took out a small porcelain bottle, "Don't forget it."
"This is?" Duan Baiyue hesitated.
"If I can still wake up this time, then after taking this pill, it can cure the disease that requires fraudulent death and healing every few years." Guishou said, "The underground is cold and cold, it is better not to go."
Duan Baiyue nodded: "I understand, thank you senior."
After everyone left, Duan Yao lay beside Nan Moxie, reached out to touch his little braid, took it apart and combed his hair again.
If you still don't wake up, brush it again.
"Senior." Ye Jin followed behind Ghost Hand.
"What's wrong?" Ghost Hand turned around.
"Senior, are you leaving now?" Ye Jin hesitated, "The injury of the emperor and Master Nan..."
"It's enough to have you here." The ghost hand patted him, "Silly boy, the number one genius doctor in the world today is you, not me."
"Senior is joking." Ye Jin hurriedly shook his head.
"I'm not joking." The ghost hand pulled him to sit down, "You are talented, smart and kind-hearted. It is a blessing for the common people to have you in this world."
"Then Senior Nan's injury is really the only way to do it?" Ye Jin was still worried.
Guishou said: "If you have concerns in your heart, you won't sleep like this all the time. That's Nan Moxie. Others rely on doctors to steal their lives from the little ghosts, but he fights with the King of Hell all by himself. never lost."
Ye Jin said, "Well."
"It's time for me to go." Guishou said, "After this battle is over, I will take away the people who chased the Shadow Palace and the Phoenix."
Ye Jin touched the little phoenix in his arms and handed it back, very reluctant.
"If you have free time in the future, come to Dye Frost Island with Alliance Leader Shen as a guest." Ghost Hand smiled and stood up, waving his hands to call the Dark Guard and Phoenix.
Everyone stood on the deck, respectfully watching Dye Cream Island and his party leave until the figure disappeared from the horizon. Duan Baiyue clenched the medicine bottle in his hand, turned and strode back to the cabin.
Five days later, in the misty morning mist, tens of thousands of warships lined up neatly, and the faces of the soldiers of the Chu army were filled with uncontrollable joy. Sail to the sun with the boat - that's the way home.
Sikong Rui has been away from home for too long, and he really misses his wife and children at home. He thinks that Dachu's fleet is too slow, so he simply pulls up the sail and returns to Wangxijiao first, and makes an agreement to take Xiuxiu and his son to the Southwest Mansion as a guest after a while. .
A Li didn't want to be canonized as a princess, and he didn't want to return to Da Chu, so he said goodbye. Although Chu Yuan was reluctant to give up, he also knew that some things could not be forced. Ye Jin returned the chubby little gold, and his heart was sour, and he squatted on the deck without saying a word, drying the poison.
The rest of the people followed suit and walked around in a very tacit understanding - so as not to be implicated by innocent people.
Duan Baiyue fed the pills into Nan Moxie's mouth and sighed: "Yao'er won't come to see you today, he has already eloped with Widow Li."
Duan Yao was exhausted and drove his brother back next door.
Chu Yuan leaned on the bed, and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Why do you always bully Yao'er."
"Scare Master, maybe you will wake up." Duan Baiyue helped him sit up, "How do you feel today?"
"Much better." Chu Yuan asked, "Why is it so lively outside?"
"Just in time for a few small island countries to worship the sea god." Duan Baiyue said, "The gongs and drums are noisy, some people are performing water plays, and they also sent a lot of wine and meat to the military camp."
"It wasn't so lively when I came here." Chu Yuan sighed, "Compared to the deadly silence of the South China Sea, it's really good now."
"The people of Nanyang want to see the emperor of Great Chu." Duan Baiyue rubbed the back of his hand against his cheek, "But I'm not sure, you are not allowed to go anywhere until the injury is healed."
"What does the emperor of Great Chu look like?" Chu Yuan shook his head, "I'll just look at the Empress of Great Chu."
"That's right." Duan Baiyue touched his chin, after all, the country is beautiful.
Chu Yuan smiled, and the whole person was buried in his arms, unwilling to move.
"Sleep again?" Duan Baiyue patted him on the back, "Good, wake up for a while."
"Why?" Chu Yuan asked lazily, "Afraid that I will sleep stupidly?"
Duan Baiyue said: "Well."
Chu Yuan pouted: "Stupid is stupid."
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Chu Yuan said: "Just right, not the emperor."
Duan Baiyue euphemistically said: "But it's not too stupid." After all, the rice has to be washed.
Chu Yuan said: "Dream."
Duan Baiyue coughed twice: "I didn't say it again, I can't even think about it?"
Chu Yuan said firmly: "Well."
Do not wash.
Either wash it yourself.
Duan Baiyue held back a smile, lowered her head and rubbed the tip of her nose against his hair.
A few months later, in the royal city.
"Da Chu has won, won!" The people happily ran around to tell each other, and the merchants selling small stories on the street were almost laughing out of their mouths. There is a little prince who is said to be so tender that he can squeeze water out of the Southwest Prince’s Mansion, who can’t write eight or ten books—even eighty books.
The sales of "Secret History of the Southwest Mansion" skyrocketed overnight. People were queuing up in front of the shop with copper plates in their hands, smiling happily while nibbling on melon seeds. These days, if you can't casually say a few sentences of Duan Wang's martial arts moves and lingering love history while chatting, then It's no different from the turtle, it's very shameless.
Liu Dajiong walked along Zhengyang Street carrying the bird cage. Hearing the bookseller's clamor, he also leaned forward and picked up a copy. When he opened it, it was the story of Duan Wangye and the spider spirit. Wherever they are, they have to bring a black and white spider with them, and their love is extraordinary.
…
"Master Liu also wants it?" The bookseller was flattered.
Liu Dajiong returned the book to the merchant, turned around and walked to the palace. In less than a stick of incense, officers and soldiers searched the city and confiscated all the words about Duan Baiyue.
The bookseller was trembling with fear. It turned out that not only the emperor, but also the king of the southwest could not write
Tao Rende was inexplicable, so he made a special trip to find him: "What are you doing with this matter?" The words of Alliance Leader Shen and His Highness the ninth flew all over the sky, and they never saw you intervene.
Liu Dajiong's eyes were quite meaningful, and after a long time he said, "Oh."
Tao Rende felt that sooner or later he would be mad at the old fox.
A group of literati were urgently summoned into Liu's mansion to write stories overnight. Three days later, the new words were distributed to the people. When I opened it, I saw that they were all the kings of the Southwest. He was tall and handsome in martial arts. He was brave and resourceful in both loyalty and righteousness. Smells tangy.
It was only then that the bookseller suddenly realized that it was the official who saw that the Southwest Prefecture dialect was selling well and wanted to take the cake for himself.
But the people don't give much face, because there are no fairies and fairies in this batch of words, there is only the king of the Southwest, who fights today and will bring down demons tomorrow.
So sales plummeted.
So the government issued a new order, not to sell, free delivery, if you go to the bookseller to line up earlier, you can get an extra piece of bacon.
After reading the list, the people scattered and rushed to the bookstore, for fear that there would be no meat to eat if the queue was late.
Liu Dajiong had a sophisticated look on his face, waved to the housekeeper again, and whispered a few words in his ear.
Three days later, the guys in the teahouses and restaurants were saying, "It's amazing. It is said that in the spring imperial examination next year, in addition to Wen Tao and Wulue, we will also have to take this "Southwest King Biography".
Literati Xiucai listened and shook his head again and again: "Nonsense."
But the common people obviously don't care about what's ridiculous, so I finally came up with a book that I can understand, even if it's boring, but when I think that the imperial examination is this, I suddenly feel refreshed, and I can't wait to read it a few more times. If you have memorized the whole book, you will be able to have a Wenqu star like Lord Wen in the future.
For a time, whenever the people of Quanwangcheng mentioned the King of Southwest China, the first thing that came to mind was a long list of names and titles that were handsome, handsome, seven feet tall, loyal, and wealthy.
"I'm very infatuated." Commoner A lowered his voice mysteriously.
People B hurriedly asked, "Who is infatuated with?"
People A said, "I don't know."
People B: "..."
"It's written like this in the book." Commoner A took out the text book from his arms, "The imperial examination may be about who is infatuated with." So I won't say it now, after all, I have to point to the answer to choose the champion.
People B thought for a while, then nodded, "I think you're right."
Caravans from all over the country came in and out of the king's city. When they left, in addition to goods and silver, there was a large box full of "Southwest King Biography" that the court sent for free.
In the city of Dali, Xiaoman got a copy from the owner of the candy cake shop. After turning two pages, he laughed out loud, and while walking, he accidentally bumped into a big monk.
…
"Amitabha." The great monk bowed his head and saluted, turned and left in a hurry.
Xiaoman stared at him for a while, until Aunt Jin came to find him, and then went home together.
The guards of the Southwest Mansion had already passed the secret report back to Dali. Hearing that Master Nan and the emperor were both injured, the red silk in the mansion lost a bit of color. Aunt Jin sighed and didn't mention marriage anymore, but the banquet in the restaurant did not return, and she ordered more, even if it was just to invite Da Chu and the soldiers of the Southwest Mansion to have a meal.
"We're almost at Guanhai City." Duan Baiyue stood on the deck with Chu Yuan supported, his chin resting lightly on his shoulder, "We're going home soon."
Chu Yuan looked into the distance with a thoughtful expression.
"What do you think?" Duan Baiyue asked.
Chu Yuan returned to his senses and said, "I really want to know? I said, you can't be angry."
Duan Baiyue agreed: "Okay."
Chu Yuan said: "I'm thinking about the wonderful heart."
Duan Baiyue's eyes flickered: "Cough."
"Don't make trouble." Chu Yuan turned to look at him, "Don't you think it's strange? Why did he keep blocking you and me before, but after I was injured, he kept avoiding it. When I passed by the distant country of Siam a few days ago , and simply stayed on the island."
"Miaoxin and the lord of Siam Yuan are old friends, so it is not surprising that they will stay." Duan Baiyue said, "I originally brought him from Wu Deng Palace."
"Then why did he go crazy on the desert island?" Chu Yuan still frowned.
"How can I know about other people's affairs?" Duan Baiyue said casually, "Otherwise, I'll go check it out?"
Chu Yuan nodded: "Okay."
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Why is it so refreshing, I'm just being polite.
Chu Yuan poked his chest: "Why, do you want to go back on it?"
Duan Baiyue brought her face closer: "Then give me a kiss, I will help you with a kiss."
Chu Yuan pinched his chin, closed his eyes and kissed his lips, lingering and gentle.
Duan Baiyue held the soft tip of her tongue, bit it lightly or hard, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, help you."
Ye Jin stood on the side and tapped the medicine bowl with a spoon. Is the kiss enough
Duan Baiyue reached out: "Thank you."
Ye Jin handed over the bowl, turned to look at the sky and left.
I'm not in the mood now, so I won't be castrated for the time being.
"I'll take you back?" Duan Baiyue said, watching him finish taking the medicine, "Blow another gust of wind, don't catch a cold again."
"It's fun outside." Chu Yuan leaned back in his arms and complained, "After lying down for so long, my bones are crisp."
"It's a lot thinner than before." Duan Baiyue touched his waist for a while and sighed, "When I go back to the Southwest Mansion, I'm afraid the size of the wedding dress will be changed again."
Chu Yuan was stunned for a while, and said, "Do you still want to get married?"
Duan Baiyue laughed: "What are you talking about, don't you want to marry me?"
"No." Chu Yuan turned to look at him, "but Senior Nan is seriously injured and can't wake up, how can we have a happy event at this time."
"Master wants to see us get married." Duan Baiyue straightened his hair, "Since you have been brought back to the Southwest House, if you let go again, I'm afraid that the next time Master wakes up again, he will be chased by the whole Southwest. Hit me."
Chu Yuan hesitated: "... um."
"Master is like this, it's not suitable to do a big job, and you will be tired even standing for a long time now, and I'm not willing." Duan Baiyue smiled, "But the family can always have a meal together, and then sit in the ice coffin. Before I bow, I can send his old man to the tomb, okay?"
Chu Yuan nodded: "Okay."
Duan Baiyue took him into his arms: "Master will definitely wake up, even if he can't catch up with the wedding wine in the southwest mansion, he will not miss that meal in Wangcheng, you believe me."
Chu Yuan patted him on the back: "I believe it."
In the cabin, Duan Yao pinned a small yellow flower pinched from outside to Nan Moxie's head, dragged her cheeks to look at it for a while, and said faintly, "If I don't wake up, I will go to Widow Zhang."
Duan Baiyue stood at the door and reminded: "Your sweetheart is surnamed Li."
Duan Yao: "..."
Why don't you have to take care of your sister-in-law.
"What's in your hand?" Duan Baiyue asked.
"Oh, I met a group of fishermen from Da Chu today. It is said that this small story book has become very popular recently." Duan Yao threw the book over, "It was written for you."
Duan Baiyue: "..."
"Don't worry, there are no goblins this time." Duan Yao quickly comforted, "Half of the poems and articles praising you, and the other half are pictures, you can be blinded by gold powder under the sun, it is said that they flowed out of the royal city, and also I don't know which bookseller is so understanding."
Duan Baiyue turned two pages, feeling complicated.
…
"How about it, it's well written." Duan Yao said, "It's going to blow the sky."
Duan Baiyue turned to look for Chu Yuan next door.
"Look, I knew that I would definitely use it to show off to my sister-in-law." Duan Yao was very disgusted, knocking on the ice coffin in a long tone, "Master... wake up... ah... ah... ah..." It's rare for my brother to be praised. Become a flower, how can you do it without looking at it.
"This?" Chu Yuan wanted to laugh after reading the small story book.
"Who wrote it?" Duan Baiyue asked.
"How would I know." Chu Yuan pinched his cheeks, "Recently, the queen has been in control of the government, so there is no room for the emperor to intervene."
"You must know." Duan Baiyue held his wrist and kissed him. "Otherwise, this book is long and boring, and how can it be spread from Wangcheng to the whole country."
"I guess." Chu Yuan said, "80% is Liu Dajiong."
"He?" Duan Baiyue was surprised.
"Yeah." Chu Yuan nodded, "That's an old fox, and Wen Aiqing is a little fox. She looks loyal and sincere, but she's full of heart."
"It turns out that there are such interesting people in the court." Duan Baiyue touched his chin, "Not bad."
"But there is also Master Tao in the court." Chu Yuan raised his eyebrows.
"With so many people added up, I'm afraid I can't deal with a Tao Rende." Duan Baiyue sucked a string of red marks on his neck, "It's really not good, so go to see him like this." Back home, it would be better.
After a while, Ye Jin came over to give Chu Yuan a routine pulse, and when he saw the large hickey, he was stunned.
Chu Yuan explained: "I didn't do anything."
It's called doing nothing! Ye Jin rolled up his sleeves and akimbo: "Lie down! Get the needle!"
Chu Yuan: "..."
Sixi was frightened by the side, how could His Highness Ninth be so vicious and frightening.