The people of Lijia Village know the wood carving in front of them, and most of them have been to the place where Li Chunqiu lives to see a doctor, so naturally they will not fail to know the wood carving he often carves in his hands.

No one knew why the old village chief had brought these wood carvings, but now they seemed to understand something.

The big clansmen of Lijia Village watched the old village chief take the wood carving in his hand, and the invisible fluctuations appeared again, and the next moment an emerald green light suddenly appeared on the wood carving, and endless vitality emerged from the wood carving in the old village chief's hand.

On the vermilion bird avenue of Chang'an City, which was paved with stone slabs, young grass sprouts began to swarm out from the ground, and people close to the old village chief also began to feel the indescribable vitality pouring into their bodies.

Everyone looked at the wood carving in the hands of the old village chief in amazement, this is the ability of wood carving?

Everyone knew that this wood carving was carved from the hands of the doctor who came from afar in the village, if this wood carving was carved by him, was that Mr. Li really a simple doctor?

After he happened to come to Lijia Village, Lijia Village woke up one after another, is this really a coincidence?

The brilliant brilliance still shone brightly, as if some kind of life had been recalled from the indescribable.

The warm feeling is like seeing the warm sunshine in the wax moon and winter.

The old village chief could feel the energy in his body revived, like a new source injected into the river.

After a quarter of an hour, the old village chief slowly opened his eyes, and then put down the wood carving in his hand, and the emerald green brilliance instantly converged, and the feeling of vitality also disappeared with the extinction of the brilliance.

Lao Cun looked at the wood carvings in his hand, although he knew that these wood carvings were miraculous, and even used them more than once, he was still shocked by the wood carvings.

This is the same power they inherited from their ancestors, it is a power that does not belong to the human world.

As if sensing the puzzled gaze of the villagers, the old village chief stood up and said:

"There are some things, when the time comes, I will tell you. ”

Li Chunqiu said that he didn't want too many people to disturb him, so the old village chief could only hide it.

Fortunately, with the prestige of the old village chief, if he didn't want to say it, the people of Lijia Village would not ask, they believed that their village chief, this old man who had lived in the village for seventy years, no one would hope that the village would get better and better than him, and no one would hope that the Li family would be more prosperous than him.

That's prestige.

The old village chief brought his hat back to the top of his head, and glanced at everyone:

"Now, we have things to do. ”

"What about the officials?"

At this time, the only thing left on Suzaku Avenue was the old village chief and his party, and the people of Chang'an closed their doors one after another, for fear of causing disaster.

The strange atmosphere in Chang'an City was like a black cloud pressing down on the city, suffocating everyone.

And the officials who had been rescued from the Hall of Bliss before did not know when they had disappeared.

The old man replied:

"Those officials went to prepare, saying that they had to find a way to deal with the 40,000 elite soldiers left behind by An Lushan. ”

"What about Li Laohan?" The old village chief who looked around found that there were few people in Lijia Village, and he was still Li Laohan, who had always talked a lot.

The old man continued to speak:

Li Laohan escorted some of them, and he refused their invitation to the villagers, but he went himself. ”

The old village chief instantly understood the mind of his childhood friend.

"Want to save Kaiyuan?"

In the three hundred years of prosperity, even if Lijiacun and the Kaiyuan royal family have grievances, they still want this dynasty to continue.

It is a habit of belonging, of being integrated into history.

"I'm afraid yes. The old man nodded, they knew their peers well.

The thoughts in Li Laohan's hearts are not the thoughts in their hearts.

The old village chief raised his head, looked at the dazzling sunlight at noon, and said loudly:

"Then save it first. ”

The one who lived at the entrance of the village said that their pride in their hearts was always much worse than that of their ancestors, and the old village chief had already understood what was wrong.

They do have less pride, but at this moment, Lijiacun is unwilling to lose these pride.

Since everyone wants to save it, save it.

What about 40,000 elite soldiers, when the ancestors were there, would Chang'an not have 40,000 elite soldiers?

"Where are those officials?" asked the old village chief.

"Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

.........

At this time, in the prime minister's mansion, the atmosphere was as low as a cemetery in the middle of the night, and the six books and the prime minister were silent.

Here's a big event of the day:

Kaiyuan Tianzi is critically ill!

Obviously, when he was brought to the prime minister's mansion, everything was fine, but not long after entering the mansion, the Son of Heaven vomited blood.

The vomited blood was black with a putrefined, fishy smell.

After being examined by Imperial Physician Chu, the chief imperial physician of Ouchi, he told everyone with a heavy face that the emperor was not a drug, but a poison.

It's just that this poison has the effect of a drug when it is usually latent, and once you can't take the antidote on time, it will become highly poisonous.

Obviously, this was to use poison to hang the emperor's breath, but he didn't expect the emperor to be rescued, so that the poison attacked.

I'm afraid that the Kaiyuan Heavenly Son won't be able to survive today.

The imperial city disappeared, and all the bloodlines of the Son of Heaven disappeared with it, and now the Son of Heaven is also in danger, which is really adding fuel to the fire.

Everyone was silent like a picture scroll.

At this moment, there was a sudden distortion in the void, and the group of Li Jiacun walked in from the lobby, as if they had entered this world from another world.

"What's going on?"

The old village chief saw the silent crowd and realized that something was wrong, even when he was trapped in the Great Hall of Bliss, Du Chenxue had never been so serious.

After seeing that it was the old village chief, Du Chenxue let out a sigh, if An Lushan's men and horses took them again at this time, then Kaiyuan was afraid that it would be the end of today.

"The Son of Heaven was poisoned, and his life was only in the morning and night. ”

The old village chief's eyebrows were twisted into twists in an instant, why did so many things happen when he was unconscious for a short while?

"Not dead yet, are you?"

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu glared at the old village chief and corrected:

"Can the Son of Heaven call him dead? That's a death. ”

The old village chief shook his head and said:

"Regardless of whether you are dead or not, take me to the emperor. ”

"What are you going to do?" Du Chenxue said.

"Saving people, of course. ”

Du Chenxue raised her head and stared at the old village chief for a long time, then stood up and said:

"Come with me. ”

The old village chief's miracle, he has seen it, and the means like gods and demons are still in front of him.

Du Chenxue said in her heart: If there is really someone in this Chang'an City who can save the emperor, I am afraid that it will be the person in front of him.

After all, they are the descendants of that one.