The Wu Qian in Murongjing's mouth is a tall and thin old man. Because he is old, his back is a little bent, he is wearing a black and purple robe, and he wears a square purple gauze hat on his head. There are two cap wings like cockroach wings to cover his already few hair.
He is the ancestor of the Wu family. He may not even be aware of how old he is today. Generally speaking, this person looks like the one just dug out from the tomb.
Wu Qian came out from behind the curtain, Murong Jing did not go back to see him, maybe he was worried that he would be frightened by his old face that scared even ghosts to lift his fetus!
"Who is the prince asking?" Wu Qian asked with his hoarse voice like a poisonous snake with his hands in his sleeves.
Murong Jing said: "Whoever you like first is the one you like."
Wu Qian nodded: "The national teacher is afraid that the bastard will not die, so he specially presented two jars of spirits. The old slave promised that if the prince drank the wine, he would die, and the cause of death was the recurrence of the old injury."
Murong Jing nodded and said: "This person is not enough. You know that this king is more interested in that Wu Zheng, but you want Ye Dongcheng. At this time, the ambition is not only the situation is too beautiful, but the climate is not for a while, this Ran Shi Don't worry. What do you always think of Wu Feng?"
After thinking about it, Wu Qian shook his head and said: "I can't see it right now, but one thing is certain is that he doesn't want the prince to die."
Murong Jing smiled and said, "Of course he doesn't want this king to die. If this king dies, who will support him? Do you think he can cure his mother's illness this time?"
Wu Qian glanced out the window, and his whole person fell into reminiscence instantly. Murong Jing looked back and did not worry but patiently waited for him to slowly walk out of reminiscence.
After a while, Wu Qian asked, "Has the prince ever heard of the God Family?"
Of course Murong Jing shook his head and said: "Please also Elder Wu for advice."
Wu Qian laughed: "The history of the Central Plains is very old. In their ancient history, many instinctual sages have been born. For various reasons, the descendants of these sages chose to take their families to escape from the world, so the Central Plains was born. It's my ancient hidden family.
And this Shennong family is one of the oldest among them. They are good at medical skills in this line. According to legend, they are descendants of the ancient sage Shennong. Almost all the famous doctors and sages you can call are from this line. Therefore, there is no need to question the medical highness of that son. "
"The hidden family in the Central Plains? There is still such a thing in the world? Why has this king never heard of it?"
Wu Qian smiled and said: "Because many hidden families may have disappeared, it's not surprising that they have kept their feet behind closed doors and have no way of developing. They blindly guard Qian Rao Yuyin as a baby and don't want to make progress. It's not surprising that they have been wiped out by the years."
Murong Jing nodded and said, "How did Elder Wu learn about this Shennong family?"
"When you say this, you will have to bear the master of the son. The old man has a relationship with that son. If the old man guesses right, then the master of the son should be Huang Xing, who is known as the magic needle. Back then, the old slave. When traveling in the Central Plains, I had a strange poison in my body. If it weren’t for Huang Xing, who was traveling down the mountain in Huashan, the old slave’s life would have been confessed at that time."
"Then he can cure this king's mother and queen?"
"His Royal Highness is Wu Zheng or Huang Xing?"
"Of course it is his master Huang Xing. Since Wu Zheng worshipped a famous teacher in Yuzhou, doesn't it mean that Huang Xing is in Yuzhou at this time?"
Wu Qian shook his head and said, "His Royal Highness can't invite him?"
"Is it because I'm from Tuyuhun?"
Wu Qian smiled and said: "Ju Lao Nu knows that he is not very vocal, at least in his eyes, the patient has no national boundaries. But your Highness, do you know how old is Huang Xing this year?"
Murong Jing shook his head, and Wu Qian smiled and said, "If the old slave remembers correctly, it's time for the ninety-sixth birthday of the old man after ninety-six years."
"Ninety out of six? This person has such a long life, then when you meet..."
"That was seventy years ago. During the time he was walking with him, he called the eldest brother of Lao Nu Yi Lu. His Royal Highness is more than a thousand miles away from Yuzhou? Do you think such an old fellow can live to the king Are you all?"#... ... (End of this chapter)