The next morning, just after dawn, the morning bell of the corner tower was struck with wooden hammers by the soldiers of the guards, and the roosters raised in the fields of the various squares also stood on the gravel heights...... The mixture of various sounds began to wake up the sleeping Chang'an City.

Royal College of Physicians, Chang Dao Yuan.

As soon as he entered the door and smelled the faint smell of chemicals, the Emperor Taishang knew that this was the place where Sun Simiao was alchemizing.

In order to let Sun Simiao concentrate on teaching, **** specially allocated a part of the medical school to give it to him, so that he could eat and live in the college.

But I didn't expect Sun Simiao, the old man, to be very stubborn, and I don't know for what reason, I didn't accept it. Instead, he rented a house near the medical school in Qujiangfang.

Because Li Yuan has been going to medical school less recently, he has never come to the house where Sun Simiao has newly moved.

This time it's a new arrival.

The house sits in the north facing south, and the courtyard of the two entrances. It looks a little shabby, the dusty steps, the low eaves, the birds and beasts carved on the shadow walls have been missing, and some of the mottled lime walls have fallen off......

As soon as Li Yuan bypassed the shadow wall, he saw a little Taoist boy squatting in the corner of the courtyard against the wall, struggling to cling to the wooden pestle, which was in a gray clay pot, and seemed to be grinding something with a little difficulty.

He walked over and asked, and immediately felt pungent, and frowned to look closely, there were some yellow ores inside, a bit like sulfur, but he was a little unsure.

Xiao Daotong found that a guest had come in, but he didn't panic, it seemed to be commonplace, put down the wooden pestle he was holding, straightened his clothes, and said: "Xiaodao Qingxin, I've seen the nobleman, the nobleman is here for a while, I'll call the senior brother to come and visit." ”

The Emperor Taishang is not wearing a Taoist robe today, but an ordinary brown round-necked robe, which is dressed like a rich man in the countryside. If you don't look closely, you will disappear from everyone.

Of course, Xiao Daotong didn't have those discerning eyes, but saw that there were several young guards standing behind the Emperor Taishang, they were burly, and the bulging muscles under the narrow sleeves were rare in the army.

What's more, each of them carried a saber around his waist, the scabbard was bright, and the saber inside must be extraordinary.

With this kind of guard protection, can the Emperor Taishang be a nobleman?

Li Yuan nodded yes, but it was not Sun Simiao who was summoned by Xiao Daotong, but a middle-aged Taoist priest with a rather old appearance, his expression was a little wooden, his palms were cracked, and the folds were mixed with black dirt, including his face.

Seeing the Emperor Taishang a little strange, the middle-aged Taoist priest who looked like an old farmer opened his mouth and explained: "Poor Dao Qingyu, this year forty three, five years ago the master passed through Tongguan, I was deeply ill at that time, and then I had to rely on the master to save my life, so I was willing to serve as the master's men......

Master Demeng did not give up, so he accepted me as a registered disciple of the disciple. If you want something from my master, you should wait for a while, because I have stayed up for a long time as a night master, and I have just fallen asleep for half an hour. ”

After that, his face glowed with a different brilliance, and it seemed to be honorable and honorable.

Emperor Taishang thinks about it, Sun Simiao is famous in Guanzhong, and the people of Li who have been rescued do not know how many, and the minds of people in this era are still very simple, and they will repay their kindness!

Coupled with the bonus of celebrity effect, it is not an unsightly thing to be a slave. And Guan Zhong has always been a good man, and his actions will make people admire.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, Yu Rang of the Jin Kingdom killed his wife and son, swallowed carbon and ruined his voice, and lurked beside Zhao Xiangzi for three years before he carried out the assassination, just to repay Zhiyao's kindness back then.

Sun Simiao's disciples are divided into two categories, the first is to study medicine, most of the lecturers in the medical school are like this, he has seen a lot, and the other is the cultivators, the emperor has almost never seen them.

In addition, Qing Yu said that Sun Simiao had just fallen asleep, and Li Yuan also understood, after all, the current Sun Lao Immortal was nearly eighty years old, and it was not a big deal to let him wait for a while.

It is everyone's responsibility to respect the old and love the young.

So he wasn't surprised that Qing Yu and Qing Xin didn't know him.

Qing Yu squinted his eyes slightly and carefully observed the Emperor Taishang for a moment, with the cunning unique to the old peasant, he has always been very accurate in his view.

There were six guards in total, and this noble man looked at his age, and he was about fifty or so......

What can a nobleman of about fifty enter the "Taoist Temple"? It's not that I'm not physically strong in bed, so I want to ask for some aphrodisiacs from the master, or elixirs to help the fun.

So Qing Yu pretended to groan deeply, and said with a tense face: "The noble man has recently felt dizzy in his head after waking up, and he also has a tingling sensation in his back after sitting for a long time?" ”

The Emperor Taishang was a little confused in his heart, thinking that this was also the case, so he nodded.

Qing Yu's expression between his eyebrows was even more excited, but because his appearance was slightly dark, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Noble, you are out of tune with yin and yang, the essence between the kidneys is insufficient, and there is often a false situation, so it must be unsatisfactory on the bed...... There is a bottle of jade elixir here in the poor road, but when the master traveled to the old Qi, he accidentally entered the Three Immortal Island by the sea, where he saw the goddess, and under the guidance of the goddess, he opened the furnace for alchemy, and finally became three bottles of the jade elixir.

It's just a pity that although the Jade Divine Pill is extremely exquisite, it is a fairy thing after all, and the master has almost consumed it over the years to treat patients......

Li Yuan raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face gradually froze, doesn't this mean that he has kidney deficiency?

He was weak everywhere, but only the kidneys were well maintained, so he frowned and retorted: "So-and-so's kidneys are good, don't talk nonsense." “

Emperor Taishang's heart is the same as Mingjing, and he has no shortage of lifespan, how dare he die to eat the elixir of these Taoist priests? The emperors of ancient China ate a lot of pills refined by Taoist priests, but most of them died.

Even if they don't die, they are almost always on the verge of dying.

Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty personally refined the pill, but he could not escape the consequences of knocking the pill to death.

The Taoist priest is good anywhere, but he can't change the stinky problem of refining the pill.

However, Qing Yu obviously didn't realize that the Emperor Taishang was already displeased, he thought that it was just a quibble before the dying struggle of a kidney deficiency patient, he walked up to the Emperor Taishang, lowered his voice and said, "Nobleman, have you ever heard of it...... The Emperor? Last year, the Emperor Taishang was accidentally assassinated by assassins, and it was my master who went to treat him.

That's the last one of the Jade Divine Pill! ”

Seeing that Li Yuan's brows were furrowed even deeper, Qing Yu chuckled and said, "You don't have to worry about the poor way deceiving you, you must know that even the dying Emperor Taishang has let the Jade God Pill save you." Although the elixir in the hands of Poor Dao is not the elixir refined by picking the magic medicine in the Three Immortal Mountains, it is also refined by the master visiting the famous mountains and rivers and the best medicinal materials picked by Zhong Ling Liuxiu. ”