The first thousand nine hundred and fifty-three chapters
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"..."
Falling from the sky, they passed with the order, and soon they entered the National Protectorate Academy. Xiaomeng and the others went to Xianyang City. There was a message on the document that Wang Jian was undergoing treatment in the Protector of the National Academy.
The inspector of the academy was in front, and people who came and went along the way saluted one after another. Although there were not many words, the atmosphere in the entire academy increased the tension.
Marquis Wu Cheng is seriously ill during the Great Sacrifice Wine!
This news is enough to shock the entire temple and government!
"How is the Grand Ceremony Wine now?"
Spiritual awareness spreads, and all order in the Protectorate Academy is still there, but it is much quieter, and the bustle in the past has slightly decreased.
He looked at the inspector and asked about Wang Jian's latest condition.
The deduction of Concubine Dongjun Yan——A star will fall soon.
The same is true for what he deduced, but... now that he is here, Wang Jian wants to die... but it is not that easy.
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"Da Jijiu is now unconscious. The hospital doctor who came from Xianyang Palace has been diagnosing the problem for many days, but there is nothing much that can be done."
"Yu Dajijiu has suffered a serious loss of vitality due to years of fighting on the battlefield. Now that he has passed his sixtieth birthday this year, his internal organs have already declined."
"That's why... it's hard to find medicine."
The inspector saluted, and then said quickly, without stopping in his steps.
Dajijiu's current condition is very serious, and the hospital doctors do not have the means to fully diagnose and treat him. Dajijiu has not had a good meal for three to five days in a row.
I just drink some soup every day, but I feel really... heavy.
"I have also read the document passed to His Majesty by the government. How long has Dajijiu been suffering from this condition?"
Zhou Qing asked again.
"The situation of the Grand Ceremony Wine has been going on for about ten days."
"Previously, when Da Jijiu noticed that he was feeling unwell, he made a diagnosis within the Academy and did not know where to go to Xianyang Palace."
"But in recent days, it has become more serious."
"Today...Xiangbang is also here."
"The prince is in front."
The inspector made his words even heavier. At first, Da Jijiu was ill, and he thought it was a simple illness, so the academy did not pay much attention to it.
Who would have thought that it would be where it is now.
The room between the words was the patient's room in the military hospital hall of the Xingzheng Palace. Many doctors gathered here, and many precious medicinal materials were brought from Xianyang.
However, it was of no use.
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"..."
Military hospital hall!
It has been many years since the academy was first established, and the general shape of the place has not changed. There are only minor modifications to some roads, plants, and houses.
After all...there are more and more people here.
The surrounding air was filled with traces of medicinal herbs, and even the smell of decoctions. In the corridor on the second floor, many people were passing by quickly.
There were also many people lingering outside the door, watching Wuzhen Junhou approaching, and quickly saluted.
"The prince!"
Wang Wan!
Now he is still the Prime Minister of the country, but all the big and small matters have fallen on Feng Quji. He only waits for a good opportunity to step down from his responsibilities as Prime Minister.
Now it's here too.
He looks a little older now. He bows his hands and looks at the Lord Wuzhen in front of him. His mood is obviously depressed, sad, and sad...
We have been friends with Wang Jian for decades. We have been acquainted with Wang Jian since then when Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei vigorously promoted Wang Jian.
Until now, decades have passed in a flash.
Now that Wang Jian is... seriously ill, is it possible that another one of his good friends is going to die?
"Xiangbang!"
Zhou Qing also bowed and glanced at the others on the left and right sides without saying anything, assuming that they were interested.
"After receiving the document from the government, His Majesty ordered me to return to Xianyang quickly."
"How is the Grand Ceremony Wine now?"
"Is it okay for me to go in and take a look? Speaking of which... I also know a little bit about medical methods!"
The door of the patient's room where Wang Jian was at the moment was closed, but there was the sound of doctors moving around inside. His eyes fell on Wang Wan and he walked to the door of the room.
"The prince!"
"please!"
Ordinary people naturally cannot enter, but of course the princes and princes... can enter.
Wang Wan nodded and walked to the door. With a simple word, the door opened from the inside and the two of them slowly walked in.
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"Xiangbang!"
"..."
This patient's room is not small. There are five doctors wearing the uniforms of Xianyang Palace doctors outside. There are also the sounds of some people's footsteps behind the large simple screen.
"Is Dajijiu still unconscious?"
Zhou Qing's purple eyes flashed brightly, and he could already see Wang Jian lying on the couch in the back room. His beard and hair were all white, his three yuan was sluggish, and his whole body was filled with the aura of a man who was about to live a long life.
Now, while he was sleeping with weak breath, there were waiters on both sides, standing quietly beside him.
It's time to swing with one hand, and there are so many etiquettes.
It's not too much trouble either.
"Junhou, the great wine ceremony... I woke up half an hour ago, drank half a bowl of soup, and then fell asleep again."
A doctor in the room approached in fear, the wine was so heavy... They really had no choice, and as expected, His Majesty was furious next, and it was not what he wanted.
The condition of the Grand Ceremony Wine is very bad.
"Let me take a look!"
He nodded lightly, looked at each other with Wang Wan, and walked toward the depths of the room together, where the smell of the soup was even stronger.
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"Xiangbang!"
"..."
Everyone in the inner room also bowed quietly, not daring to make too much noise, so as not to disturb the grand sacrificial wine.
"Dajijiu's health is indeed in bad shape."
"Loss of blood!"
"Three Yuan Decline!"
"Since the establishment of the temple dynasty, Marquis Wucheng Tian has made great sacrifices to the academy and has been very tired. In addition, he has fought on the battlefield for decades..."
Standing in front of the bed, Wang Jian's patient's body had no secrets from him. It was a very bad disease.
The Five Declines of Heaven and Man!
The skin is dull and dull.
There is a trace of decaying air that all things have melted away from his body.
Between the eyebrows and eyes, there was even more chaos, without any spirit at all.
…
With the honor of Marquis Wang Jianche, if there are any signs of serious illness in the body, the hospital doctors will diagnose it, even though the level of those people is not very high.
This sudden behavior is not caused by any illness, but rather because my body is reaching its end.
All things have an end and an end.
If you maintain your health properly, it may last longer. If you consume a lot, your lifespan will be limited. Wang Jian's physical body has suffered a lot in the past decades.
The Xuan Kung inherited by military strategists is also fierce and domineering, and it is even more harmful to the body. Being the leader of the army and the general all year round consumes more mental energy.
He spoke in a low voice, and as he raised his hand, a beam of Xuan Fei's initial power sank into Wang Jian's body.
"The prince!"
When Wang Wan saw this, he instinctively said.
The prince is indeed well versed in medical methods, but he wonders if he can restore the grand sacrificial wine to its original state.
"The prince!"
Zhou Qing did not respond, and the initial power of Xuan Ni circulated through Wang Jian's entire body, nourishing his decaying body.
After a few breaths, Wang Jian, whose beard and hair were as pale as snow, and whose expression was also wrinkled, moved his eyebrows slightly, and soon, his old eyes slowly opened.
With the rolling of different kinds of power in the body, the chaotic spiritual sense returned to its original state, and his eyes emitted a trace of clear light. He was the Marquis of Wuzhen County.
When he opened his mouth, he spoke very slowly and unnoticeably.
"Grand sacrificial wine!"
Wang Wan was pleasantly surprised and quickly took a small step forward and looked at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian said very little in the past few days.
And her eyes are clear at this moment, not as chaotic as before.
"Xiangbang!"
Wang Jian's eyes slowly turned to look at Wang Wan, he... was still here.
"Grand Sacrificial Wine, your body is much shriveled up than I imagined."
"Take this pill."
The initial power of the mysterious female that separated from its origin fell into Wang Jian's body. With just a few clicks, a Lotus Transformation Pill flew out and landed on Wang Jian's mouth.
Wang Jian's health...is in very bad shape.
Even if she has her own initial power of Xuanfei.
Even if there is this Lotus Transformation Pill, it can only wipe out some of the five declining auras of heaven and humans in Wang Jian's body, giving Wang Jian a little more longevity.
However... treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause. The five declines of heaven and man are the fundamental power of the three elements of the human body. To reverse it is tantamount to reversing Haotian's rules.
I can’t do it now!
If you can't break through the supreme realm of integrating yourself with all things, even if you have all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures at your disposal, you can at most live longer.
Even the effectiveness of heavenly materials and earthly treasures will decrease until they have no effect at all. At that time... there will be only one way.
Otherwise, in the ancient times, under the countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the Xia, those who reached the peak of cultivation would still sit down and die one by one.
If it falls on the emperor's brother, the Lotus Transformation Pill will not be of much use.
"The prince!"
Wang Jian did not hesitate. Feeling the unique aroma of the elixir filling his nose, he opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir.
Zhou Qing raised his hand and pressed it down with another palm, and streams of profound energy entered Wang Jian's body, helping Wang Jian to quickly refine the lotus pill and roll the medicinal power up and down his body.
In an instant, Wang Jian's whole body was covered by a layer of purple mysterious light.
"Jun Hou, is the grand ceremony wine okay?"
Amazing skills!
The Marquis of Wuzhen is worthy of being an expert from the Taoist Heavenly Sect, and worthy of having a very high reputation among hundreds of schools of thought.
Wang Wan sighed in his heart. As he spoke, he looked at Wang Jian's appearance at the moment. Immediately, his face lit up with joy.
Wang Jian...has obviously improved.
At least my breathing is much stronger. You can tell from the rise and fall of your chest that it is much stronger.
The previously wrinkled and gray face also gained a hint of luster and a hint of ruddy color, and his hands moved instinctively.
"My method can only make the grand sacrificial wine temporarily unimpeded."
"As for how long it can last, it depends on the recuperation of the Grand Sacrificial Wine itself."
All right?
I can't do it myself.
With the initial power of the mysterious female that fell into Wang Jian's body, coupled with the power of the Lotus Transformation Pill, it was enough to restore Wang Jian to his previous healthy appearance.
However, the foundation is still the foundation of the decline of the three yuan, which is the foundation of human beings and cannot be changed by external forces!
When Wang Jian consumes the initial power of Xuan Ni and the power of Hualian Pill, he will return to his current appearance.
Lotus elixir!
If it were Wang Jian who was in his prime, there is no way that Wang Jian would be able to practice the inherited military skills to the level of becoming a god.
Now, all the power of Hualian Dan has penetrated into the muscles and bones of the Hundred Meridians, and has been completely consumed. It is difficult to advance... in cultivation.
"Perhaps the academy needs a new high priest, Marquis Wu Cheng... It is not appropriate to deal with those complicated academy documents now."
Withdrawing his palm, the remaining strength was still in Wang Jian's body, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Wang Jian... needs to leave the National Protectorate Academy.
I'm afraid that even if I don't say anything, given the emperor's temperament, after Taiyue is enshrined, there will be a new candidate for the Grand Ceremony of the National Protectorate Academy.