Hu Ximei entered the palace, and the nightlife of King Su was enriched again.

Da Ji took the children, Hu Ximei served the king, and the family of five lived a good life.

Daji isn't so tired anymore.

One day, when the three of them were having dinner, Daji suddenly screamed, fell to the ground, spurted blood from his mouth, fell unconscious, and the terrifying soul of the king flew out of the sky, busy calling the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor was helpless, and Hu Ximei sighed and said, "I'm afraid it's my sister's old illness that has recurred!"

The king was shocked: "Lone and his wife have been in love for a long time, and I have never heard of any old illness of my wife?"

Ximei said: "In the past years in Jizhou, Ximei and her sister were close friends, but they knew that my sister had an old disease and died immediately, thanks to a miracle doctor in Jizhou, surnamed Zhang, Mingyuan, who opened a strange prescription for my sister, took a piece of Linglong heart decoction and ate it, and the disease was cured. ”

King Su was overjoyed, "Quickly pass on Jizhou Zhang Yuan!"

Hu Ximei sighed, "I'm afraid it's too late, Jizhou is far away from Chaoge, this time and again, it will take at least more than a month, so delay may miss my sister's life!"

"How is this good? How is this good?" The king was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, grabbing his hair directly, he was really anxious, Daji was completely different from him, and the thought that he might lose Daji, the king was in turmoil, anxious and crazy.

Hu Ximei muttered: "If Chaoge has a delicate heart and takes a piece, he will definitely be able to save his sister!"

When the king heard this, his eyes brightened, and he patted his head and said: "It's also lonely and confused, what Jizhou has, how can Chaoge not have it......?" But I don't know who has such a delicate heart?"

Hu Ximei hurriedly said: "Ximei worships a famous teacher in Zixiao Palace, is good at calculating, and waits for Ximei to calculate one or two!"

"Hurry up and calculate!"

Hu Ximei pretended to make a calculation, and suddenly said in surprise: "It's done!

"Who is it?" grabbed Hu Ximei's eyes and stared at her, her gaze was a little terrifying.

Hu Ximei's eyebrows fell slightly, and she hesitated: "There is a person in the court, who is a prominent official and a very popular minister, but I am afraid that this person will be reluctant and refuse to save my sister's life." ”

"Who is it?"

Hu Ximei said: "Compared with the work, there are seven exquisite hearts. ”

"Xuan Bigan!"

......

"Announce it again!"

......

"Announce again!"

......

One by one, the king's decrees were like urging orders.

Bigan was uneasy and deliberately delayed, asking the king why he was so unruly and sent a royal order to summon him to the palace.

In the end, he learned one or two, and he knew that this was more than lucky, and he explained the future to his wife and children.

The wife cried, and his son Wei Zide reminded: "In the past, Mr. Jiang once criticized numerology for his father, saying that his father had a great calamity in his life, and he left a book for his father!"

Bigan suddenly remembered that in the past, he and Jiang Ziya got acquainted with each other because of the jade pipa essence, and later Jiang Ziya was called into the court, and he also took care of him.

He almost forgot about it, and he patted his head and was busy looking for Jiang Ziya to leave a book.

There are a few words in the book, plus one character.

Under the uniform of the law, Bigan wore a court uniform and official hat to enter the palace to see the driver.

This time, sad and sad, angry king, this time, disemboweled, heartfelt, loyal liver and gall!

He is Uncle Wang, the uncle of Emperor Xin, when Emperor Xin was a child, he hugged him a lot, he was the younger brother of the first king Emperor Yi, he has always been cautious in his words and deeds, there has never been the slightest disobedience to the king, he has never been disloyal to his country, his king has never been the slightest disrespect, he is the last cornerstone of the country's cultural movement.

He finally broke his heart, and he dug out his heart and gave it to him, the king to whom he was allegiant.

Bigan walked out of the palace, and Bigan walked out of the palace without a heart.

Ask him one, where his glimmer of life lies.

Bigan rode seven miles.

"Sell cabbage, sell cabbage!" the woman on the side of the road called ****** Ganlema and asked, "What is cabbage?"

The woman replied, "What the women sell is heartless vegetables. ”

Bigan asked again: "Vegetables have no heart to live, can people live without heart?"

The woman said, "If anyone has no heart, he will die!"

Bigan screamed, planted his horse, and splashed his blood in the dust.

The woman was startled and, for some reason, hurriedly hid.

She did not kill Bigan, but Bigan died because of her words.

If she answers, "A man who has no heart can live!"

You can work better than you can work.

Providence is often on the little people, inadvertently.

But the sky wants to cut off Yin Shang's cultural fortune and prevent him from living!

What can I do?

As soon as Bigan died, Yin Shang's literary fortune returned to Zhou.

King Wen of Zhou sat up in shock in his dying illness and sweated, okay.

But the heavens want him to live!