The room was quiet.
After a long time, Duan Baiyue said solemnly: "Go out!"
what to go out! Duan Yao was still immersed in the shock just now, unable to extricate himself, temporarily unable to recover.
Probably because the two eyes on the opposite side were too bright, and Duan Baiyue was behind her back, so she simply threw her sleeves and wanted to go out.
Duan Yao dragged him desperately from behind.
Duan Baiyue's forehead burst into blue veins.
"Who is it?" Duan Yao relented.
Duan Baiyue had a headache, and he couldn't even figure out why he made such a stupid mistake.
"I'll just say, why do you care so much about what's going on in the palace." Duan Yao felt that he had hit the truth. Previously, his brother wanted to be emperor at the time. Now, it seems that there is another reason for daring? After thinking for a while, he said, "But according to your temperament, no matter who you are looking for, let alone in the palace, even if you are in Penglai Xianshan, I am afraid that you will find it. Why are you so forbearing this time?"
Duan Baiyue was speechless, in fact he didn't want to explain at all.
Duan Yao said in surprise, "Could it be that you fell in love with the Queen?"
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Duan Yao realized later: "No, I haven't heard of the Empress of Chu State."
Duan Baiyue clenched his fists.
Duan Yao took two steps back and said, "Okay, I won't ask."
Duan Baiyue snorted coldly and strode out of the door.
Duan Yao continued to think, no wonder he heard that Emperor Chu would be in a bad mood when he left the palace, 80% because his sweetheart was also taken away.
It was miserable to think that he had come all the way, but he didn't see him.
A few days later, even Duan Nian wondered what happened between the prince and the little prince, why they didn't even eat at the same table.
Well, I haven't heard of a quarrel.
Jiangnan rains in April, the scenery is naturally beautiful, but the mud is really annoying. Deep in the mountains, green everywhere, a young man is carrying a basket on his back, yawning with his hands on his cheeks, waiting for the rain to stop to continue to collect medicine, with fair cheeks and delicate facial features, one can tell at a glance that he is a gentleman with a good temper.
"Ouch..." A groan came from behind, and in the originally silent mountain forest, it seemed a little scary.
The man was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that an old man appeared unexpectedly, dressed in rags like a beggar.
"Ouch... Ouch..." Seeing him turn around, the old man's expression became more and more painful, "Help..."
Is it a ghost or a human... The young man stood up, took out a peach wood stick soaked in dog blood from his arms and poked him.
Old man: "..."
Not in shape. The man put the wooden stick in his arms, pinched the old man's bones up and down, and dragged the man to a shelter from the rain after making sure there was no injury.
"Is the son a doctor?" the old man asked.
"Yeah." Ye Jin smashed the newly picked herbs into mud.
The old man quickly stretched out his hand.
Ye Jin smeared on his wrist.
Old man: "..."
Not to heal me.
"These flowers and plants are poisonous. I'll try the medicinal properties." Ye Jin took out another bottle of medicinal powder from his arms, and then helped him deal with the wound. "Did you come here from the famine?"
"Yes, yes." The old man nodded, "Young Master is really a kind person."
Ye Jin helped him wrap up the wound.
The old man sucked in a breath of cold air, and his facial features were deformed in pain: "It's just that the medical skills are a little rusty." His hand was about to break.
"You dare say that my medical skills are unfamiliar?!" Ye Jin was shocked and angry when he heard this.
The old man was caught off guard, and his brain hurts because of his roar. After a while, he said, "It's not unfamiliar, it's not unfamiliar, it's simply Hua Tuo's rebirth."
Ye Jin snorted, and then took out the cake from his arms and gave it to him: "Put your stomach first, and when I finish picking up the medicine, I will take you to the shantang in the city."
The old man nodded his thanks, and saw that he stood up and patted the soil on his body, with a turquoise maple leaf jade pendant hanging around his waist with the word "Jin" engraved on it.
It really is the rumored number one genius doctor in the rivers and lakes... The old man touched his chin and watched him leave with great interest.
There was a cluster of bright red flowers growing on the cliff. Ye Jin tried to put it down three or four times, but couldn't successfully pick it. He was good at kung fu, and Qinggong was even considered good, but the cliffs were so slippery after the rain that he didn't dare to take it lightly. In the end, he regretted giving up, carrying a basket on his back and returning to the shelter from the rain, and walking down the mountain with the old man.
The town at the foot of the mountain is quite big, and there are three or four shantangs. Since the old people in it have been abandoned by their children, they are inevitably suffering from long-term illnesses. Ye Jin came to the city to collect medicines, and often went to see the old people. The stewards here respect him very much. Seeing that an old man was brought in for a while, he took it in without a word, and prepared new bedding and broth, saying that it was to mend his body.
After handing over the person, Ye Jin didn't take it to heart, patted his sleeve and went home. During his trip, he said that he would also live in the city for three to five months, and he would not return to Qionghua Divine Medicine Valley until the mountain was full of horse head grass and he had collected enough.
"Brother." In Wangcheng, Duan Yao carefully knocked on the study door.
Duan Baiyue said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
"I won't ask you about the inside of the palace again." In order to avoid being photographed, Duan Yao made a statement outside, and then opened the study door.
Duan Baiyue: "..."
"There are two things." Duan Yao stretched out his finger, "I'll leave after that. The first thing, Master, he cheated again."
Duan Baiyue rubbed his temples.
"But this time he didn't go back to the palace, and no one knows where he went." Duan Yao said, "Auntie has already sent someone to look for it, let's keep an eye on it."
"What about the second one?" Duan Baiyue asked.
"The Liu mansion you asked me to stare at has been decorated with lanterns these few days, saying that Liu Gong is going to have a birthday." Duan Yao said, "There are too many miscellaneous people, and the study is almost always negotiated by people, it is difficult to prevent him from wanting to doing what."
"Is it really just for the sake of longevity?" Duan Baiyue asked.
"I can't tell." Duan Yao resented, "He is really an old fox. Sometimes all affairs are discussed in the theater, and there are people around, babbling outside, and can't hear anything clearly."
"If he doesn't have two brushes, how can he dare to covet the throne." Duan Baiyue smiled, "I really can't hear anything?"
"...What do you want to do?" Duan Yao was very alert.
"There is a song shop in this city called Ranyuelou, and the steward is called Gu Yunchuan." Duan Baiyue looked him up and down.
Duan Yao thought to himself, don't say that you are in love again.
"Liu Gong has a son, Liu Fude, who is a frequent visitor to Ranyue Building." Duan Baiyue said, "You look like this, you can see people when you dress up."
Duan Yao heard five thunders: "You dare to ask me to pick up the guests?" Be careful parents come out of the ground and bury you!
"Elegant place, how can I pick up guests." Duan Baiyue shook his head, "At most, let you sing a song, and you can earn money." Not only does it sound good, but it is also very profitable.
Duan Yao really wanted to press his brother's head into the five poison pot.
Duan Baiyue said: "That's the decision."
Duan Yao: "..."
"Anything else?" Duan Baiyue asked.
"Yes." Duan Yao simply sat on the table in front of him, "Even if Liu Fu's heart is wrong, it is aimed at Emperor Chu and has nothing to do with Southwest. What can you do?"
Duan Baiyue said: "Because I'm nosy."
Duan Yao felt chest tightness, this answer.
"After it's done, it will be beneficial." Duan Baiyue enticed.
"What's the benefit?" Duan Yao took the bait.
"I'll teach you the Bodhi Heart Sutra." Duan Baiyue patted his head.
Duan Yao said with grief and indignation, "I knew that Master must have secretly passed it on to you!"
You can't be so biased, every time you come back from cheating, it's me who fills your grave with soil!
"Bodhi Heart Sutra?" Ye Jin said while drying herbs in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, "I don't learn it."
"Young master refuses now, but I'm afraid I will regret it in the future." The old man continued to speak bitterly. After recovering from his injuries in Shantang, he often ran to Ye Jin's yard, and even said that he had a martial arts book, which was very good and everyone wanted it.
"I'm not interested in dancing with knives and guns." Ye Jin sat down to drink tea.
"If men don't use knives and guns, how can they protect their sweethearts in the future?"
Ye Jin also did not expect that he actually rescued a plaster. If he had changed his usual temperament, he would have picked up his broom and chased people out. But this time, the other party was a sickly old man with grey hair. He seemed to be in his 70s or 80s if he didn't talk about it. It was too unethical to do it.
Seeing that he insisted on refusing, the old man held the broken book in his hand, sighed and burst into tears.
"Okay, okay, I'll learn." Seeing him like this, Ye Jin couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "Thank you."
The old man smiled brightly, handed the "Bodhi Heart Sutra" into his hand, took a piece of dessert from the plate, and returned to the shantang with a smile.
The book in his hand was greasy and worn out, and had a sour smell. Ye Jin resisted it so that he didn't throw it away. This Heart Sutra can greatly increase the inner strength of those who study it, but there is only one drawback, I am afraid…
With a "pop", Ye Jin closed the broken book, and Ye Jin never wanted to open it a second time.
If you practice inner strength, you may also lose your semen and lose your yang. What kind of rubbish work is this.
I don't know if looking at it will make a difference.
If I had known this, I should have brought some sleeve leaves from the south to take a bath to remove mildew.
Twilight is approaching, and the canal is lit with stars on both sides. Chu Yuan wrapped his cloak tightly, sat on the deck and watched in a trance from afar.
"Your Majesty." Shen Qianfan stepped forward, "I just received the secret letter from the palace, and the King of Southwest is in the royal city at this time, living in Jinxiufang."
Chu Yuan nodded, not looking too surprised.
"Really let it go?" Shen Qianfan asked hesitantly.
"How can it be laissez-faire." Chu Yuan laughed, "If I really want to let it go, I won't allow his people to come and go freely in the palace."
"But this time the Liu residence is involved, and the stakes are very important." Shen Qianfan said, "If you are a little careless, you may reveal your intentions to alarm the other party." After so many years of painstaking planning, the goal is to eradicate it one day. Such a big event, really have to be handed over to... the King of the Southwest
"I have the measure, the general needn't worry." Chu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "If he can't do it, it's not too late for our people to take action."