After Xie Xuanchen finished speaking, no one spoke for a long time. Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen, who had no expression on his face, and then at the little Taoist priest with a tense face, and slowly came to understand: "So it turns out that the traveling doctor who developed Jingerdan for the prince was your master?"
The little Taoist didn't expect the world to be so coincidental. He was afraid that he would meet the people of the past, but he just stopped a group of business on the road, the great man of the year.
The little Taoist didn't say a word, and didn't even want the money. He quickly packed his things and wanted to leave: "I can't count your fate, I won't do this business, and I have something to do at home, so be the first step!"
"Little Daoist..." Mu Mingtang said quickly when he saw that he was about to run away, "You haven't got your money yet."
"Money is something outside the body, so I don't want it."
"Then change it to gold."
The little Taoist paused for a moment, his back revealed a faint struggle, but finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Dao is immortal and does not like common things. Don't."
"What about your life?" Xie Xuanchen said quietly, "Your life, your master's hatred, do you still want it?"
The little Taoist turned around quickly: "What did you say?"
Xie Xuanchen said unhurriedly, "You must know better than me how your master died. If you plan to be so frightened for the rest of your life, wandering around, living without dignity, and not even avenging your master's revenge, Then you can go as far as you can."
The little Taoist priest's small round face wrinkled in anger: "You..."
The little Taoist's chest rose and fell, and his face flushed red. His master traveled all over the world and came to the capital by chance, and found that the imperial list was being posted in the imperial city to seek medical treatment. His master's medical skills are superb, and he naturally wants to give it a try when he encounters intractable diseases, so he revealed the imperial list.
Unexpectedly, this revelation will cost her own life. His master stayed in the capital for several months. At first, he was by his side, but then one day, the master suddenly asked him to deliver medicine to a former patient. With a stern look, he sent him away that night. The little Taoist did not know why, and when he came back, he learned that the master had left the capital.
Not a single hello, not even a message, was something that had never happened before. The little Taoist went everywhere to look for his master, and it wasn't until a long time later that he heard someone say that the master wandered to a barren mountain and wild ridge, and when he was collecting herbs, he accidentally fell off a cliff and was dead.
The little Taoist priest is naturally unbelievable. His master pays attention to health preservation. His legs and feet are more agile than him, and he has many years of experience in collecting herbs. It's okay to hang on a stone wall to collect herbs. How can he fall on a hillside? The little Taoist priest didn't give up, he secretly visited, and the more he investigated, the more frightened he became.
He finally knew that this was not something he could provoke, and that the death of his master could not be found out. The little Taoist did not dare to practice medicine and ask medicines again, but he had no other means of making a living, so he had to remain anonymous, relying on the hexagrams he had learned in the teacher's school, and even guessed fortune-telling and exorcising ghosts. Occasionally perform a trick, selling plasters to earn some extra money.
Unexpectedly, he changed his career to fortune-telling, and he still encountered the victim of the year.
The little Taoist didn't pay attention at first, and only after seeing them take out the Jingerdan, did he remember this incident. He originally wanted to pretend that he didn't know him, grab Master's medicine pill and run away, however, it was still exposed.
The little Taoist understood that Xie Xuanchen was alone now, he seemed weak and weak, but with his strength to break the corner of the table just now, Xie Xuanchen alone was enough to clean up the little Taoist. If Xie Xuanchen didn't want him to go, the little Taoist couldn't go out.
Xiaodao got morale for a while, and said, "I said that I can't cure this disease, and even my master can't cure it. How can I be? There are a lot of two adults, so let me go."
Mu Mingtang thought about how it was possible, it happened that they sneaked out today, and there was no emperor's eyeliner behind them, which was a godsend. Although the little Taoist said that he could not be cured, he was still an apprentice of the wandering doctor. Anyway, today, no matter what, she must tie this little Taoist, ah no, please go to the palace.
Mu Mingtang found out that she had been with Xie Xuanchen for a long time and became very angry, of course it didn't matter, Mu Mingtang suppressed his true thoughts, smiled kindly, and said, "I don't know anything about the little Daoist, I'm going out with the lord today. At the time, there were no attendants. Only you, me, and the prince knew about this matter, and outsiders would never know your identity. You only need to play as a fortune teller... Forget it, it's still an illusionist, come with us back to the palace, Food and lodging are covered, a monthly salary is paid every month, and there is a reward for the New Year. And these are separate from your consultation fee. If you can come up with a prescription, each medicine will cost 100 yuan. Xiaodao, what do you think? Sample?"
The little Taoist couldn't help thinking about one hundred dollars per medicine, how much it would be in a month... The little Taoist forcibly stopped, and the thought of greed for life and fear of death still prevailed: "No matter how much money you make, you have to spend your life. I hide it. In the market, I am all scared, if I go back with you, wouldn’t I be recognized immediately? No, no, I can’t earn this money.”
"No." Xie Xuanchen said, "Everyone in the palace has been replaced now. The people involved died in the past. I'm afraid even your master won't recognize you. How can you talk about you who were just a little drug boy? Besides, offense is the best defense."
"You have no power to protect yourself now. Once you are discovered, you will only have to wait for your death. And if you don't do anything, you will save the other party the trouble of doing it. Your master is dead, and you are still investigating and making unannounced visits. If you die Now, who else will remember your master and apprentice?" Xie Xuanchen looked at the little Taoist priest and put down the last heavy hammer, "Only me, the position of your master and apprentice is naturally the same. You follow me, as long as I As long as you live, you will have a peaceful day."
The little Taoist was a little persuaded. He was greedy for life and feared death. The past few years have been frightening. What's worse is that he does not dare to practice medicine. He can't even earn money to support himself. Extremely. But as the saying goes, it is better to die than to live. Xie Xuanchen can naturally protect him when he is alive. What if Xie Xuanchen can't live himself
Seeing that the little Taoist priest seemed to be hesitating, at this moment, Mu Mingtang suddenly felt blessed and said softly, "Little Taoist priest, if you have a meal like this, you might as well go to the Wangfu to eat and drink three things. God. If so, why are you hesitating?"
The little Taoist was suddenly enlightened by a sentence, yes, he earns a lifetime of diligence and diligence, and I am afraid it is not comparable to the cost of three days in the palace. So why should he work hard? Why don't he go to the big dog's house to eat and drink, maybe he will earn back his life's money in less than a month.
After thinking about it, it was really bright. The little Taoist was persuaded, and he broke his fingers and calculated the bill with the two big dogs in front of him: "As you said, food and shelter are included, monthly salary, and bounties on New Year's Day. Gold is extra, 100 yuan for a package of medicine, and you pay for the medicine yourself!"
Mu Mingtang insisted: "Okay."
"make a deal."
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The prince and princess disappeared in full view, and the entire palace was startled. Xiang Nanchun followed everyone to the back door, and saw a chain that had been violently damaged thrown on the ground, the back door was wide open, and the prince and princess were gone.
Xiang Nanchun almost fainted at that time, and the chief guard was also very frightened. He quickly sent a few passers-by to chase out through the back door and searched along the street to find the prince and princess.
Xiang Nanchun stayed at the palace and sent people to check everywhere. The maid followed behind Xiang Nanchun and asked in a low voice, "Aunt Xiang, the disappearance of the prince... Do you want to report it to the palace?"
Xiang Nanchun's face was ugly, she thought for a while, then slowly shook her head: "Wait a minute. If the sage and the empress find out, they will definitely be punished for our crimes. Let the guards go out first, maybe the prince and princess are just on a whim. I'll be back soon."
The maid took the lead. After Xiang Nanchun finished speaking, his mood became heavier.
Her position is to survive, not human inside or outside. Xie Xuanchen guarded her, and the palace guarded her too. He did a lot of painstaking efforts, and in the end it was very likely that he would not be able to get any favors.
Just like today, she didn't report it, nor did she report it. It's a dilemma.
The king's mansion was dancing, when Xiang Nanchun suddenly heard the little maid hurried in to report: "Aunt Xiang, the prince and princess are back!"
Xiang Nanchun stood up abruptly: "what?"
"Really, right at the door. Also brought back a craftsman!"
Xiang Nanchun hurried out, and sure enough, on the main road, he met Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen.
Xiang Nanchun was surprised and hurriedly saluted: "The slaves and servants see the prince and the princess. The servants are not good enough to serve you. Please forgive the prince and the princess."
"It doesn't matter." Mu Mingtang waved his hand, not at all aware of the culprit, but expressed his forgiveness to a great extent, "It's me and the prince who are rising up, just go outside and have a look. By the way, Mrs. Li didn't invite you a few days ago. Is there a person who can perform butterfly illusions? I saw one on the road today, and the level of sophistication is no worse than that of Mrs. Li. It happened to be raised in the palace, so that when I am bored, I can watch it whenever I want."
Xiang Nanchun quickly glanced at the Jianghu artist behind Mu Mingtang. Although surprised, he still respectfully responded: "Yes."
There is no need for Mu Mingtang, a princess, to worry about arranging the guest house, but today she was intrigued for some reason, and even asked about the empty house in the palace, and then personally pointed out a room to the artist in the gown.
Mu Mingtang didn't dare to do too much, so after setting up a convenient residence for the little Taoist priest, the rest of the things were left to the maids to arrange.
In the evening, Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen changed into dark clothes and went to find the little Taoist priest at night.
The first time the little Taoist saw this kind of battle, he was awakened from the bed. He yawned and held his sleepy feeling for a while, and then he was puzzled: "The pulse is steady, isn't it all right? What are you guys doing here?"
Mu Mingtang was anxious and said in a low voice, "I didn't want you to see him now, of course he's fine now. The problem is Wu Yufei, if he encounters Yaoyin next time, will he still have a seizure?"
The little Taoist pressed for a while, then nodded with certainty: "Yes."
Hearing this answer, Mu Mingtang couldn't hide his disappointment. Xie Xuanchen had expected it, but he didn't feel much regret. He asked, "Can it be solved?"
This time, the little Taoist thought for a while, then hesitantly said: "My master stayed in the capital for several months, just to develop an antidote. When I was sent away, the medicinal pill was only a prototype, and I didn't know what the complete medicine looked like. But my master has practiced medicine for many years. He has superb medical skills and lofty medical ethics. He will never fool people. The last thing he took out must be the medicine prepared after doing his best. But even so, I can't cure the prince. My medical skills are far inferior to Master's. Even my master can't do it, and I can't even more."
Mu Mingtang pondered and said, "It's not that Jingerdan can't solve it, but that there are consequences and problems, and it will become addictive."
"Oh?" The little Taoist raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Give me the medicine pill and I'll take a look."
Mu Mingtang handed over Jingerdan. The little Taoist cut a small piece and ground it, smelled and tasted it, and finally said thoughtfully: "After Master left, I found Master's manuscript, which seems to have mentioned this matter. He has also cured many, and King Qiyang of the capital is an example. However, Master overthrew his own medicinal formula in the manuscript later. He has been searching for a perfect cure, but unfortunately he has not yet found it, and Master has an accident. "
It turned out that the wandering doctor overthrew his own method, but unfortunately he was no longer alive before he thought of the method. Mu Mingtang was worried and asked, "What should I do? Can you improve your master's recipe?"
"No. Even if you give me Master's prescription, I can't change it, not to mention that there is no prescription at all, only finished medicine." After the little Taoist finished speaking, he tried to recall, "I remember that the last few pages of Master's manuscript wrote , Treating medicine with medicine will not work. Relying on medicine to fight another medicine will only be controlled by new medicines. To completely quit, you can only rely on yourself. He wrote these words very scribbly, and I will do the rest. do not understand."
When Mu Mingtang heard these words, he was mixed with joy. He was happy that there was a possibility to solve it after all. He was worried that he couldn't take medicine and didn't know the method, which was like not saying anything.
Unlike Mu Mingtang who was worried, Xie Xuanchen seemed to be very relieved. He said: "If you know the reason, it's half solved. Wu Yufei must have been in the treatment for a long time, and it will only be triggered later. But knowing that it is medicine is enough. cured."
Mu Mingtang also took a deep breath and said, "You're right, I'm in a hurry. Let's take it slow, there is always a way."
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he sighed: "I'm ashamed to say, I'm not as open as you, a patient."
Xie Xuanchen shook his head, holding Mu Mingtang's hand without speaking. Mu Mingtang was disappointed when the little Taoist said that there was no medicine, but Xie Xuanchen felt relieved. It may be because of repeated disappointments over the years, Xie Xuanchen's requirements have become very low. As long as he knew that it was not his own problem, but the manipulation of foreign objects, and even his sudden madness might be induced by drugs, Xie Xuanchen was already at ease too much.
Nothing could be worse than what he's been through.
Xie Xuanchen, a patient with a surprisingly good state of mind, was able to comfort the people around him in turn. The little Taoist priest was also a little impressed, and said, "I will go back and read Master's manuscript again. Although it is said that I cannot rely on medicine, I use medicine to restore my body during the abstinence of Wu Yufei. , it is still possible to speed up the recovery.”
"Okay!" Mu Mingtang was overjoyed and complied, "It's time for you to do something. As long as it's good for the prince, no matter what you need, just say it."
Mu Mingtang and his eyes were too earnest, which made the little Taoist feel guilty. He unknowingly snapped his fingernails and said, "I'm not sure it will work. I haven't seen someone well for a long time."
Mu Mingtang also saw it. After the little Taoist said this, Mu Mingtang was even more worried, she couldn't help but patted the table, her eyes were eager to catch fire: "You can't be sure! He wants to drink these medicines, what if you drink them bad? ? You have to be foolproof to do it."
"It doesn't matter." Xie Xuanchen stopped Mu Mingtang, took her hand off the table, and held it in his own, "Let him treat it, it doesn't matter what it looks like. It doesn't matter how far it can go, it counts."
Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen, even though he was still worried, he sighed and stopped talking.
When the two of them returned to the house, they closed the windows. The moonlight is just right tonight, and through the window panes, the ground is as clear and transparent as water.
Mu Mingtang took off his cape and felt inexplicably depressed: "The little Taoist said that there is no antidote, but at most it can relieve your pain. What should I do?"
"It's okay." Xie Xuanchen closed the window, saw Mu Mingtang's solemn face, and stroked Mu Mingtang's hair funny, "Wherever you go, it will never be worse than before. Don't be afraid."
"But..." Mu Mingtang looked unhappy, "I can't do anything for you."
Xie Xuanchen laughed, and the moonlight penetrated through the window and shone on the two of them, pulling a long shadow on the ground. Xie Xuanchen touched the top of Mu Mingtang's hairy hair, and suddenly reached out and hugged Mu Mingtang gently: "There will be nothing, it will be more difficult than the past two years. You don't need to do anything, you are just Standing here, it is more effective than any medicine."