Chapter 342 into East Palace again (seeking subscription)

Many years later, when people in Kyoto recall the winter of Yonghe for ten years, they will remember the drizzle of the pain of washing.

A rain lasted for two hours. The big gourd in the sky started from East City and drifted over the Kyoto Quartet.

After the rain, the entire Kyoto air brought the aroma of herbal medicine, and then it was a turnaround.

The wind and cold sweeping the entire Kyoto were extinguished before the situation of Katsuhara. Most of the mild patients turned well, and a small number of severe illnesses were greatly reduced.

The most important thing is that the entire communication process was cut off.

For safety reasons, the blockade continued for a few days, but there was no trouble in the Eastern District. As for that day, the immortal division went to Yunbuyu, and there were countless versions.

After the rain was ended, Yu Xuanji waved his sleeves and left, and Qi Ping and He Sheng met.

Knowing that the situation has been stable, there will be her cooperation with the government, sitting in the town, and extinguishing the possible signs.

Girl Rong lamented that there was such a elixir, and the people would not have to be afraid of the cold.

In fact, although there are prescriptions, considering the rarity of the main medicinal materials, it is impossible to promote it at all. This is the only regret, but the disaster is always passed.

Nympho

Nympho

In the early morning, in the courtyard of Nancheng.

When the first golden sunshine fell, Qi Ping, who was cross -legged in the center of the courtyard, opened his eyes.

"call……"

A white mist shot from the mouth and nose, and shot like a sharp sword.

"My Qi Hai has stabilized." Qi Ping pressed his lower abdomen, which was a little excited.

After being promoted to three realms, Du Yuanchun said that he wanted him to precipitate, but it was actually really stable. This process should have been very slow.

But on the day of the clouds and rain, my heart suddenly felt, so that this process accelerated a lot.

Yes, perception.

The more mysterious words are "enlightenment", but he feels that he didn't reach that level, and the word was too big. He couldn't afford it.

There is no all at once, it is unrealistic. The more difficult it is to practice, the more difficult it is. If there is a progress bar in the Sanjin and Four, Qi Ping's first perception is just a small one.

But it is of great significance.

"Your kid even feels this, it doesn't make sense." Yu Xuanji's complaint was still in his ears.

Female Taoist science said that the first enlightenment of the new supernatural powers is similar to the first meditation of ordinary people. It is a difficult process.

Probably only the kind of Zen son, there is no bottleneck.

And Qi Ping ... can only be said to be different.

The female Taoist also gave him a serious analysis. The conclusion was that in order to restore the "medical book" and squeezed her ability to the limits of the current stage, Qi Ping was fine.

But Qi Ping knew that it was not that, or ... incomplete.

"Life and death ... new life ..." Qi Ping chewed these two words, his eyes were a little quiet.

How to feel time?

He had no clue before, but when he saw that Dongcheng broke free from the shadow of death, countless people suddenly had a little touch.

"Time itself does not exist, but the concept of human definition. If you must quantify it, you must use some objective things as a scale."

"For example, the sun is rising, the day passes, the stars are based on the stars."

"Spring is coming in autumn, and the sea of ​​dry stones ... also uses real existence as the ruler."

"Similarly, if time is reduced to a person, aging is the ruler, death is the end, and the new life is extended ... or trace back."

Qi Ping turned his mind in his head, died, suddenly vomited, and laughed at himself:

"The headache, forget it, don't want to."

No one can realize that you can live, you still have to live it.

Just like he did not save people this time, he would not be touched, and he was perceived.

"This is a good news for people." Qi Ping murmured, suddenly heard the side door pushing away, and revealed Yun Qing'er's fatness, plain white face: "Big rice bucket, meals."

"Come." Qi Ping got up with a smile, stunned the dust, followed the girl to the next door, glanced at her shaking buttocks, and couldn't help but say:

"Why didn't I see it before, you can eat it so. After the winter, you can be straight ... and have a face saying that I am a rice bucket."

Yun Qing'er hummed: "You came to my house all the time all day long, and the face said."

"Oh, it is obviously the kitchen mother of the book house to make three meals a day, and you are still breathing."

"I am happy, you have the ability to make meals by myself, let me have a meal." Yun Qing'er sighed against his lips.

Qi Ping said: "Okay, wait for me to arrange a hot pot for you."

What is it ... Yun Qing'er froze, never heard this kind of food, but he didn't ask very much.

Nympho

Next door, in the dining room.

When Qi Ping arrived, he saw that Qi Yan and Xiang Xiaoyuan had already filled the meat porridge. Mr. Yun, who was white, was reading today's newspaper.

"How is the situation?" Qi Ping sat down and squeezed a white flower bag to swallow, and then drank hot porridge and asked vaguely.

I do n’t say anything ... This is the rules of the Yun family, but Qi Ping is ruthlessly destroyed.

Mr. Yun's wind and cold had healed, his face was rosy, and he said with a smile:

"The blockade of Dongcheng has been lifted. The charcoal cake has entered the market, the price is stable, and the most difficult time has been supported. In the next two months, the whole winter will definitely be much better than previous years.

Some people do n’t know, really do n’t really publicize it? ”

Riding on the gourd and flying around that day, ordinary people can see the figure at most, it is impossible to see who it is.

Although in the upper circle of Kyoto, I almost know that Qi Ping is very powerful, but ordinary people do not know much about the situation.

"Forget it, the reputation is still too late." Qi Ping took a sip of meat buns, and his head shook into a wave drum.

Xiang Xiaoyuan made himself look like a lady, holding a bowl with a bowl, and a small mouth, not like a child and a child.

Wen Yan envious: "Brother Qi has a great reputation, no one in Kyoto does not know."

Qi Yan's thin eyebrows raised, muttering: "The reputation is too good, it may not be good.

Drinkness refers to Yao Guang, and she was a little worried about the woman's way of that woman.

Qi Ping laughed without saying anything, and didn't say anything. What a few girls didn't know was that the newspaper originally wanted to preach a wave, but it was suppressed by him.

After a meal, Mr. Yun pulled Qi Ping aside alone, and his vicissitudes of eyes showed wisdom in his vicissitudes.

"When I asked the conference, you didn't think about the low -key, how did you change your mind this time?"

Qi Ping smiled a little awkwardly. Seeing that Taifu looked serious, thought about it, and said:

"At this moment, when I asked the conference, I didn't think too much. Second, I was on the shelf, and I was so confused. But there was no big problem.

I did not think too much.

But when Xingyun cloth rain, I watched the person who called the tsunami below the mountain ... Hey, I don't hide you, it's a bit worried. After all, I'm a person from Zhenfuzi.

It is also a trouble for me to buckle the hat of buying people's hearts. "

A surprise in Yun Lao's eyes, laughed:

"You are young, and you can stay sober before the huge fame and fortune. The old man really didn't see the wrong person."

No ... I am actually a layman, mainly because there are too many examples that I saw in my last life because of too much reputation ... Qi Ping squeezed out with a smile.

Yun Lao glanced deeply and said:

"But you are not honest. It is not so much worried about being attacked.

Ah ... Master, are you talking so straight? I think the big guys like Chaotang like to bend the set ... The kind of challenge ... Qi Ping stunned.

However, this is indeed said to be on his heart. It doesn't matter if you are famous at the conference. The analing Olympic gold medal, but this time it is slightly different.

Qi Ping exerted too much in disaster relief, and it was not like before, hiding behind his back, hiding his skills and names. If he really gives ginseng, saying that when he buys people's hearts, will the emperor's heart have a must?

Emperor's heart skills ... Who said this kind of thing?

Qi Ping feels that there is no need to cause this risk.

Mr. Yun laughed: "You have this consciousness, but this does not mean that you have to resist the reputation. On the contrary, your Majesty is happy to get your reputation."

Qi Ping stunned and said seriously: "Please give me the teachings."

Yun Lao laughed, but did not say it directly, but turned around: "What do you think of when I became a prince, what is the fame?"

After Qi Ping answered, Yun Lao took care of himself:

"At that time, when I taught the prince, although I was very famous, it was far from the later emperor. I lifted my status a little bit, and I had the reputation later. Now, you are also talking about the prince.

"
To be continued...