Fakong asked: "Do you have to enter the palace every day?"

Fan Ye nodded, shook his head, and sighed: "Your Majesty is the same, he bullies honest people to death. Among these princes, King Xin has done some unpleasant things. The rest of the princes are either rich and idle, or they are squeezed by others."

With Po Tou helping him, how can he be in the same situation as King Xin?"

Fakong smiled.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Among these princes, only King Xin joined the army from a young age and rose from the bottom to the top in one breath?

In terms of prestige in the military and familiarity with the army, these princes are unparalleled.

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, the emperor could not only have absolute trust but also control the army. King Xin was the only choice.

So there are some things that only he can do.

Being born in the military is not a strength, but it is the fundamental reason why he cannot become emperor.

In the eyes of all the courtiers, he was a warrior.

Warriors cannot rule the country, this is a taboo, and resorting to militarism is a disaster for everyone.

Fan Ye said: "If it were me, Prince Xin, I would have given up my job a long time ago. Whoever wants to do it will do it. I have to work hard and still get scolded, and my efforts are not rewarded. Why should I suffer from this cowardice!"

Fakong shook his head and said with a smile: "Prince Xin has the world in his heart, so it is inevitable that he will be a little angry. Otherwise, he would have stopped working long ago."

Fan Ye slapped his hand: "The emperor just saw this in Prince Xin, so he caught him and used him harshly. This is too much."

"Grandpa——!" Fan Ningyu reminded from the side.

It is not a good thing to speak ill of the emperor.

Fan Ye waved his hand: "I know, I know, I just can't stand it. Even a father and son cannot bully others like this."

"Grandpa, you haven't bullied me enough." Fan Ningyu said.

"You girl!" Fan Ye stared.

Fan Ningyu hurriedly closed her mouth and acted like a good boy.

Fan Ye snorted and spared her.

Fakong smiled and said: "If one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, it is useless for us to talk."

"Alas——!" Fan Ye was very upset.

Fan Ningyu said: "Master really wants to cure everyone?"

"yes."

"Can the master really cure everyone?"

Fakong smiled: "Miss Fan, let's wait and see."

Fan Ningyu's idea is what most people think now. They are half-convinced and want to believe it but dare not believe it because it violates common sense and breaks through the limits of imagination.

There are also some people who are sure that they are bragging.

However, remembering the last mantra of moving clouds and spreading rain, I dare not go too far in doubting it.

They will suspect that the cloud-making and rain-making spell last time was a trick, but what if they can do a trick this time and deceive everyone?

So they wanted to watch the excitement, but also had a critical mind, and stared at it with wide eyes.

Whenever there is a slight flaw, you will cling to it, and you must expose yourself as a big liar.

Fan Ningyu smiled: "I really want to see it."

Fan Ye said angrily: "You girl, you really don't know the heights of the world, it's only thanks to your cleverness!"

"Grandpa, why am I stupid?"

"I think you are very clever!"

"Then grandpa, come and listen."

"Don't you think about it, if the master is not sure, would he dare to do such a thing? Those who are seriously ill or even have only one breath left, if they are delayed and fail to be cured, won't they cause big trouble?"

Fan Ningyu looked at Fakong: "I was just thinking, it would be unwise to do this. If something goes wrong...someone may even deliberately use tricks. As long as one person dies, the master will be in endless trouble and unable to recover!"

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Fakong nodded: "Thank you Miss Fan for your concern. It doesn't matter. I will ask the imperial doctor to be on the spot when the time comes. If someone is really inappropriate, let the imperial doctor take action directly."

"Imperial doctor?" Fan Ningyu hesitated.

Royal doctors cannot be ordered by just anyone.

"I believe that the prince will help to invite the imperial doctor." Fakong said.

"That's good." Fan Ningyu nodded lightly.

She found that Fakong seemed to be prepared for all the questions she could ask, and it was too uncomfortable to feel that everything was under his control.

There is a feeling of wisdom being crushed.

She has always been conceited and hates this feeling.

Her bright eyes flickered and she said with a smile: "What if, by then, there are disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult among the patients? What if disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult suddenly go crazy?"

"At that time, we will invite several great masters to come and take charge." Fakong said: "For example, the great uncle of Master Huiling from our temple, the great uncle of Master Zhiyuan from Feitian Temple, and if we add Prince Xin, it will be almost enough."

"Aren't you and Feitian Temple enemies?" Fan Ningyu's smile faded.

"We usually argue and undermine each other, but after all, we are both members of the Snow Mountain Sect, so we can still be trusted in critical moments."

Fan Ningyu frowned: "Then... what about the Six Paths of the Demon Sect? Will they deliberately cause trouble?"

Fakong nodded: "It may not be impossible, so we will also invite some masters from Shenwu Palace to come over when the time comes."

"...Then you really have to invite a lot of people!" Fan Ningyu snorted, her face getting stiffer.

Fan Ye laughed.

"Grandpa——!" Fan Ningyu suddenly glared over.

"Girl, you said that you overestimate your own capabilities. You are not convinced. Now you know that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world, right?" Fan Ye was overjoyed.

Finally, someone suppressed this girl with her tail raised to the sky. It was so satisfying to see her arrogance suppressed.

Fan Ningyu huffed and glared at him, then looked at Fakong and said with a smile: "I admire the master's thoughtfulness."

Fa Konghe even smiles, his demeanor is calm and calm.

Fan Ningyu felt that every blow she hit was in the air, and her waist was hurting. She felt very uncomfortable and aggrieved.

Fan Ye smiled and said: "Master, my body is not feeling well. Can you also give me a rejuvenation spell and I will go back and recite it."

Fa Kong makes a seal with his hands.

In my mind, the Medicine Buddha statue formed a hand seal with his hands, changing from the Medicine Master Sutra to the rejuvenation mantra, and he recited the mantra at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, the rejuvenation spell fell on Fan Ye.

He was short and fat, and he drank too much, which was harmful to his health, and his body was almost hollowed out.

The rejuvenation spell fell, and some fine wine penetrated into his body.

Fan Ye suddenly showed a strange expression, intoxicated and confused, but he gave people the impression of being lustful.

Fan Ningyu took a few steps away in disgust.

Fakong laughed.

He has cast many rejuvenation spells. Although the power of rejuvenation spells is getting stronger and stronger, he has never seen anything like this.

After a while, Fan Ye slowly opened his eyes, with a look of reluctance on his face, and sighed: "What a rejuvenation spell!"

My body is so light that I feel like floating, no longer as heavy as usual.

There is so much strength in his body, as if one punch can break the sky, and one punch can destroy any hard object, including swords, without the usual weakness.

"Okay, okay, really good, hahahaha..." Fan Ye laughed.

I have not experienced this feeling of strength and lightness for so long that I almost forgot about it. Now that I have experienced it again, I realize that this feeling has been imprinted in my bones and I will never forget it.

Fakong said: "My lord, you have an old injury, which has caused your cultivation to be declining and your body to be weakening. It should be fine now."

"Alas——!" Fan Ye smiled bitterly.

"The old injuries caused by grandpa's obsession have also healed?" Fan Ningyu was surprised.

Fan Ye raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were wet.

Fan Ningyu held his fat hand and used his kung fu to notice that his body was full of vitality. His original injuries were gone and he was back to health. The strange power that had been stagnated in his meridians was gone and his meridians were unobstructed.

She let go of Fan Ye's hand and said with a smile: "Congratulations, grandpa... Now grandma no longer has to feel guilty."

Fan Ye shook his head: "God, this thief is really..."

He turned his head and bowed deeply to Fa Kong: "Thank you, Master."

Fakong smiled and said, "This is also the prince's fate."

Fan Ye sighed: "Originally, I don't believe in the relationship between the Dharma and the Dharma. Everything depends on man-made things. There is no such thing as destiny."
To be continued...