Zhao Zhen suddenly fell ill, and this matter was naturally not in Zhang Yuqing's plan.

"However, this is a good opportunity...... Zhang Yuqing said in his heart, his thoughts turned a few times, and all kinds of plans emerged, and he made trade-offs and deduced them one by one, and set the final adjustment.

"I see, wait for me to make a hexagram for the emperor and calculate the good luck."

The majestic voice of the Immortal Emperor sounded faintly, and the Eight Sage Kings and the others all bowed their heads reverently when they heard this, waiting for the decree.

Zhang Yuqing controlled the sword light and went straight to Bianliang City.

After a while, he saw the palace wall made of red bricks.

Turning the Zhu Pavilion and going around the Qing Pond, Zhang Yuqing's figure quickly swept past several buildings, and finally found a palace with many palace maids and eunuchs waiting at the door, with a plaque written on the three words Funing Palace.

He released his divine thoughts, briefly confused the eunuch and palace maid at the entrance of the hall with his magic technique, quietly pushed open a screen window, and deftly turned over and entered the hall.

Outside the house, everyone only felt like they were in a trance, with a sense of breeze blowing on their faces, and they looked around in surprise but didn't see anything abnormal, and they didn't dare to say much, they just thought that they had been listening here for too long and had an illusion.

The palace is splendid, and it is really a royal atmosphere.

In the blue sky and white day, the fine white wax with the thickness of the forearm on both sides burns slowly, illuminating the indoor lights.

Many high-ranking eunuchs stood solemnly on the side, and several imperial doctors were accompanying the queen and concubines to explain the condition.

The inside of the hall is separated by gauze, and more eunuchs and palace maids are busy serving tea and water, passing on news.

The commanders of the Sanya Forbidden Army and the emperor's personal guards were neatly equipped and stood aside with solemn faces, in case any thieves took advantage of the chaos and wanted to carry out the story of Yang Guang during the Sui Dynasty*.

Zhang Yuqing followed behind a small yellow door with a copper basin and entered the inner room of the main hall.

The light immediately dimmed, the emperor was seriously ill and unconscious, and the three imperial doctors of He'an, Cheng'an, and Chenghe didn't dare to take a step, and they were surrounding the imperial bed at the moment, discussing prescriptions and diagnosis and treatment.

"The official family is paralyzed, and the so-called internal scriptures have clouds: the pulse is paralyzed, the external evil is repeated, and the heart is resigned. In my opinion, the method of acupuncture is used to dredge the paralysis. ”

"That's ridiculous!" The white-bearded imperial doctor glared: "Of course, I will continue to diagnose and treat with medicinal soup, but at this time, the official family is sleepy, how can I use needles?" ”

The other person was not convinced, and quoted scriptures and indignantly fought back.

The Chinese were silent, meditating, and silently writing prescriptions.

Zhang Yuqing didn't bother to care about them, and no one could see him anyway.

A few steps forward, he finally met this rare emperor who left the name of 'Renzong' in the history books.

Zhao Zhen's eyes were closed, his face was pale and weak, and his frowning brows twitched from time to time, obviously very uncomfortable.

He didn't wear a dragon robe, and he didn't look like the emperor who held the power of the world, just a seriously ill and middle-aged old man.

Self-denial and retribution for benevolence, as a state of Confucianism, all the emperors who can be named "benevolence" temple name as a good word after death are the few "human-like and humane" existences in the emperor's peers throughout the ages.

Zhang Yuqing did not hesitate, and immediately crossed a wisp of aura to his heart, helping him dredge the meridians and blood vessels, and hang his life.

However, he was not in a hurry to wake up His Majesty the Emperor, let him continue to fall asleep first, anyway, there is an aura to protect his heart, it can be said that it is difficult for Zhao Zhen to find death by himself now.

After doing all this quickly, Zhang Yuqing unknowingly withdrew from the dormitory and flew back to the top of the mountain and along the way.

At the speed of his sword light, it took less than a minute to go back and forth.

Therefore, the Eight Sages King and the others only felt that they had waited a little before they heard the response of the Immortals.

"I've finished calculating, and now this emperor is not in danger of life or death."

When they heard this, all the people rejoiced.

After all, Renzong's reputation is really good, he treats the people well, and treats the ministers very well, and even the Eight Sages King sincerely hopes that this nephew can be healthy.

At this moment, the immortal has opened his mouth, and in the eyes of everyone, it is simply a golden mouth, and the official family will definitely not have to worry about his life anymore, I am afraid that even if Yan Luo hooks the soul, he will not be able to move a single hair of this official family.

"Thank you Yuqing Taiyuan Immortal Venerable!" Twenty-two people kowtowed and bowed in unison, and the momentum was mighty, which startled the team that sincerely worshiped the heavens on the side.

"What happened?" The Ministry of Rites Shangshu motioned left and right to see why there was a sudden commotion.

Shao leaned, and the Ministry of Rites replied: "Xue Gong, it seems that the Immortal Emperor has appeared." ”

"Oh?" When the official surnamed Xue heard this, he said, "Quickly call Yang Jian Zheng to come and go with me to meet the immortals." ”

In the midst of the commotion, there were officials who went to inform Yang Weide, and after a while, the news of the manifestation of the Immortal Emperor in the crowd spread to the public, and they knew everything.

"Where are the immortals? Did you see that? Some whispered and looked up at the sky, but the sun was scorching, and there was nothing but the occasional bird.

"No, didn't you say that immortals can fly with swords? Why haven't I seen it? ”

"Hey, the two of them don't know, the immortals are different, it is said that only the twenty-two people with immortal fate can have the honor of listening to the sound of the immortals."

"Nonsense, yesterday, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Bianjing City probably saw Shangxian, where are the rumors that only they can see Shangxian?"

"Shhh, it's what the Eight Sages King said when he responded to the inquiry of the hundred officials this morning——"

"Eight...... Oh, that's definitely true, my generation of ordinary people must not understand the affairs of this immortal family, it's just hearsay. Hey, it's a pity that you can't see the true fairy side. ”

Yang Weide hurriedly got off the sacrificial platform that had been erected overnight, and together with dozens of officials from the Ministry of Rites, Yushitai, Zhongshu Province, and Guozijian Zongzheng Temple, they came together to the place where the Eight Sages King and others were.

As these people moved, the crowd seemed to have pressed the pause button, and no one dared to gasp for breath.

Yang Weide called people to attract the leaders of Taoism and Buddhism, and the group walked dozens of steps, and sure enough, they saw that the true immortal Taoist Hulala knelt on the ground, praying sincerely.

"This, Lord Jing, why is this?"

King Jing is the official title of Zhao Yuanyan, and the people call him the Eight Sages King, but the people in the court naturally will not follow the people to shout.

"The immortal immortal has just passed down the decree, telling me that the official family is no longer worried about dying, and we are feeling the grace of the immortals, so we all kneel down together." Zhao Yuanyan's noble and graceful face was full of piety, and his hands were covered with mud but he did not give up at all, and said solemnly.

"Did the Immortal really say that?!" Many officials were surprised, and then looked up, but they couldn't see the shocking posture of yesterday.

"Don't be surprised." The next moment, a majestic voice sounded in everyone's eardrums at the same time.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they were shocked, but they couldn't find the shadow of the immortals.

"The immortals are not here, the Dharma Body is still outside the Nine Heavens to prevent the Red Sheep Tribulation from descending into the world, and at this moment, it is talking to us from thousands of miles away." Yang Huaiyu was a young man, and when he saw that everyone was puzzled, he explained with a smile.