Xie Qiao was stunned by the words of the steward, and was a little helpless: "What do you mean...... Did you not ask me to come at the behest of your master? ”

"Where will the master care about these things, they are all done by our subordinates." The steward smiled wryly, "But the little one believes in the master!" I've also bought the talisman in your store, and I've really had a lot of luck earlier! ”

Xie Qiao laughed dryly.

And at this time, the Taoist priest next to her glanced at her.

At that glance, he was proud and arrogant, as if Xie Qiao was a liar who came to eat and drink.

It's the same, this Taoist priest also depends on her face and age, she turned into Mo Chusheng, and her positioning is forty years old, but she only painted her face and hands, and her hair was black, which lowered her age.

Moreover, Mo Chusheng's appearance is ordinary, although he also has the feeling of being a master outside the world, but because he is young and a Kun Taoist priest, he doesn't seem to be as able to bluff people as the Taoist priest next to him.

But Xie Qiao didn't think much about it.

The deposit has been collected, and this trip still has to be more attentive.

Xie Qiao looked down at Nobita, and simply saw that it was in his arms, and he could strengthen his courage.

After a while, when they arrived at the main hall, Xie Qiao saw an old couple, about sixty years old.

Both of them were not dressed ordinarily.

They glanced at Xie Qiao and the three of them a few times, and finally skimmed over Xie Qiao, their eyes fell on the other two and said, "Please come here, mainly for my little son, I don't know what the three of them are called?" ”

"The poor monk's name is Puchen." The monk looked unfathomable.

"Poor Dao Yuan Changzi." The Taoist priest looked at the person in front of him and said in a proper manner.

"Mo Chusheng." Xie Qiao also simply reported his name.

Looking up at the person in front of him, he saw that this person had an excellent face.

Hemu Haikou, Shilu Qianzhong, this person has a wide pavilion, a princely appearance, a heavy and plump jaw, between the eyebrows, with a bit of northerner pride, but not too obvious...... Xie Qiao already knew it in his heart.

This person must be the king of Ningbei, the cousin of the current saint.

This king of Ningbei had been in the northern fiefdom earlier, and returned to Beijing a few years ago.

This King of Ningbei is still a well-known infatuated person, it is said that he has a heavy relationship with the princess, and after marrying the princess, he has not accepted two colors for many years, until he has no children at forty, and then he has accepted a few concubines to inherit the lineage.

After giving birth to the eldest son, all the other concubines were sent away, and only the mother of the eldest son was mentioned as a side concubine.

It is said that when she reached the age of fifty, the princess gave birth to pearls and had a young concubine.

This sister-in-law is the heart and liver of King Ningbei, and he has always held it in his heart.

The prince had been in the fief earlier, and when he returned to Beijing this time, the young son had been sick, and the doctors in Beijing had been invited by the king of Ningbei, but it was still not good, some people said that the palace had begun to prepare for the little prince.

I guess I came to them this time, it should be for this little world, right?

Xie Qiao guessed it in his heart, but he didn't ask directly.

This King of Ningbei sat there, his face was heavy, and he said: "My child has been sick for several months, and he has not recovered. ”

In this way, it is not to look at feng shui, but to look at people.

The husband and wife didn't talk nonsense, and took the three of them directly to the inner room.

The old princess was originally very dignified, but after seeing the child, a tired and distressed look appeared in her eyes, and she sat in front of the bed and touched her son's hair.

It took him to have such a son at the age of fifty, and he naturally loved him in every way.

Xie Qiao entered the house, and there was a strong smell of medicine in his face.

In addition to the medicinal smell, there is also a bit of a sense of dissonance.

"Has the little boy been living in this room all this time?" Mototsuneko asked.

"That's right, earlier we lived in the Northland, on the way back, my child was a little uncomfortable, just thought he had typhoid fever, and he was treated like this, but for some reason, his health is getting worse and worse, and he can get out of bed and walk around twice a year ago, and now he is ...... I could only lie on the bed and drink a few sips of liquid food. ”