"What's going on? Doctor, is Mama Zeng still saved? Can she come to her senses?"

In the mansion of Wuwen Houzheng, Mrs. Zhao was still holding the snow-white kitten in her arms, and the two maids next to her were standing, but she was not as idle as before, but leaned up and asked a doctor who gave Mama Zeng a pulse.

Mama Zeng sat on a bench, supported by two maids, her eyes looking ahead, like a dead fish.

The doctor who treated her was an old man in his sixties, with three willows and a long beard, a medicine box next to him, and a strange smell on his body.

This is the most famous "Hui Chūn Hall" sitting physician in Yujing City.

"Ma'am, with all due respect. The old man stood up: "Mama Zeng didn't have a stroke, but walked away, now her body is just a shell, her brain is empty, and in a few days she will be completely cut off from life, and her blood will be scattered and she will die. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the medicine box and was about to get up.

"Is it difficult to save the immortals?" Mrs. Zhao touched the white cat with her hand and waved her hand, "Xiaotong, you take the doctor to the account room to get two taels of medical fees, Xiaohui, place Mama Zeng for a while, first carry it to the Zhuangzi outside the city, and carry it out before Mama has not lost her breath, otherwise it will be too unlucky for Concubine Yuan Niangniang to come over in a few days, in addition, pay 1,000 taels of silver to prepare for her funeral, and do a water and land dojo for 49 days, and it will be done with bright scenery." ”

There are several manors of the Marquis of Wuwen Mansion outside the city, and Mama Zeng is helpless now, so she naturally carries it out to prepare for the future.

The maids next to them all nodded secretly, thinking that Mrs. Zhao handled it decently, and Mama Zeng naturally couldn't die in the mansion, so she gave her a thousand taels of silver on the Zhuangzi to make a water and land dojo, which was also a beautiful funeral, and she fulfilled the love of the master and servant.

"Go and ask Steward Wu, Master Hou didn't come back yesterday, is there any major military aircraft to deal with?" Mrs. Zhao called another maid.

The maid agreed, then went out, and came back after a pillar of incense: "Steward Wu said that the master entered the palace to meet Concubine Yuan Niangniang yesterday by the order of the Queen Mother, and then went to the cabinet hall with a cadre of ministers to discuss the use of troops against Yunmeng. ”

"Hmm, it's been twenty years, is Yunmeng going to make trouble again?" Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes again.

After arranging all this, Mrs. Zhao waved her hand: "You all go out, let me be clean and clean alone." ”

A few maids retreated in amusement.

In the quiet hall, only Mrs. Zhao was left sitting, her face uncertain: "Sure enough, it's a scourge, exactly like that slut." ”

Wow!

A terrible scream came out of the white cat's mouth, and the little white cat jumped violently, jumped out of Mrs. Zhao's arms, cowered and hid in the corner, looking at this master with frightened eyes.

Mrs. Zhao's hand had a lump of snow-white cat hair.

It was ripped off just now.

Outside the city of Yujing.

Yujing view.

Yujing Temple can be said to be the largest Taoist temple in the Great Qianguo, at the foot of Yulong Mountain, more than ten miles away from Yujing City, at a glance, there are pavilions and pavilions everywhere, red wall halls, layer by layer, eyes can not see.

This Jade Dragon Mountain situation is a jade dragon, the Jade Capital City is far away around half of the side, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, it is a first-class feng shui treasure land.

After the new chūn, the first moon has gone, the weather gradually turns warmer, and the Yujing Temple is also full of tourists and pilgrims, showing the peak of incense.

At this time, there is an unusual middle-aged man mixed with the tourists, wearing a brocade robe, with white temples, and a kind of university scholarly atmosphere, but the shiny skin and deep starry eyes show that this person is otherworldly.

This person is the mainstay of the Daqian Dynasty, the cabinet minister, the crown prince Taibao, and the Marquis of Wuwen Hongxuanji, but he should be in the cabinet of the palace at this time to handle the affairs of the court.

Hong Xuanji walked slowly, seemingly casually, but his steps naturally had the charm of wandering through the fog, and he came to the sparsely populated Dadan Hall in the upper reaches of the mountain.

The Great Dan Hall is a place where Taoist priests in Yujing practice and refine Dan, and tourists are not allowed to come up.

However, at this time, on the mountain road of the main hall, there were already two little Taoist children wearing black sè silk robes and holding dust in their hands to greet them.

"Hmph. Hong Xuanji snorted coldly, ignored the two little dao boys, and walked straight up.

Along the way, I only smelled a lot of medicinal gas, mixed with sulfur, saltpeter and other fire smells. Yujing Guan is the foundation of Fang Xian Dao, the Taoist priest of Fang Xian Dao, in addition to cultivation, is alchemy and alchemy, but it is not as good as paying attention to the precepts, and the Tao is too forgetful and selfless.

In the Daqian Dynasty, the three major Taoist sects canonized by the emperor, Fang Xiandao was favored among the princes and nobles with alchemy and alchemy, and Zheng Yi was also supported by the imperial court to talk about the precepts and stabilize people's hearts. Taishang Dao is mysterious, living in seclusion in the mountains, and cultivating the way of forgetting love. However, there are also people who have been born to practice, but there are very few of them. But it was still canonized by the imperial court.

As soon as Hong Xuanji walked into the courtyard of the main hall of the Great Dan Palace, he saw a Taoist priest with a faint golden purple face, no beard, and closed his eyes sitting under a huge cedar in the courtyard.

A huge Taoist ancestor enshrined in the main hall, dressed in starlight and xia, holding jade Ruyi, has green qi on the top, and the green qi rises and evolves into rì moon and thunder.

I don't know what it was carved for, but this huge Dao Ancestor is lifelike, as if it is about to come to life.

Looking at this ancestral appearance, people's hearts will produce a sense of opening up the world and evolving all things.

That's right, it's the feeling of "expressiveness". After seeing it, I think about it in my heart, and the knife carving generally cannot be forgotten and vivid.

"Xiao Anran, what kind of disparity are you making?"

As soon as Hong Xuanji saw the Taoist priest sitting under the cedar, he recognized that this person was the leader of Fang Immortal Dao, Xiao Ranran.

"Brother Xuanji, I invited you here today, did I hear that Concubine Yuan Niangniang has recognized you as a relative?" Xiao Anran ignored Hong Xuanji's cold drink and said with a smile.

"You're well informed. Hong Xuanji said coldly.

"Naturally, our immortal dao entered and exited the palace to alchemy and alchemy for the royal family, and this news is still known. Xiao looked at Hong Xuanji gloomily.

"Presumptuous!" Hong Xuanji shouted: "Since ancient times, the decline of the imperial court has been caused by you monks and Taoist priests pretending to be gods and ghosts, bewitching people, and the world is declining, and sooner or later I will show the emperor and expel you Taoist priests from the court one by one." ”

"Hmph, Brother Xuanji, you, a master of science, a self-sustaining literati, don't need to be cruel to me if you want to expel our Daomen, I heard that Brother Shenji, who is too shangdao, has been refined and formed after three autopsies, and this time he is going to be born again, how did you treat his sister back then, he will naturally settle accounts with you. Let's see how you bear his wrath!"

Xiao Yiran also sneered back.