"A few months ago, I asked you how your father's condition was. Who swore that it was nothing more than 'water stasis' and that it would subside after a few injections. What about now?"
Zhu Houcong spoke expressionlessly, his delicate and tender face gloomy, only his tightly clenched fists proved the anger in his heart.
Below him, several middle-aged men dressed as medical officers apologized in fear.
Taking a deep breath, the young man tried to calm down and said slowly: "I won't punish you, but I will immediately come up with a solution. What should I do about my father's illness?"
The medical officers bowed their heads, winked at each other, and finally the leading one stood up and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty's 'Zhang Zhang' has not been cured for a long time. At present, we should focus on nursing care. Why don't you prescribe some medicine to nourish people?"
Decoction..."
Most of the medical officers in the royal palace were appointed by the imperial court, and the Imperial Hospital of the Ming Dynasty was "reputable". Zhu Houcong knew that they wanted stability in everything and did not want to take responsibility, but seeing that people's lives were at stake, they were still doing Tai Chi here, and he couldn't help but get furious. He copied it casually.
He picked up the teacup on the table and pointed at them fiercely, "Get out! Get out of here!"
The medical officer took a hard blow, but seemed to be relieved. He quickly apologized and left, for fear that the other party would regret it.
Zhu Houcong was so angry that he felt tight in his chest. He refused to follow his personal companion Huang Jin and ran outside to relax alone.
It was already Haishi, and the sky was already dark. The young man walked quickly under the moonlight, and did not stop until he was sweating profusely. He took a breath and felt the fierce beating of his heart, which had been burned into a paste by anger.
My head gradually wakes up.
It seems that the medical officers in the government are unreliable, and now they can only hire people from outside. However, Huguang is not a wealthy place, and the level of local doctors is also limited. After sighing deeply, Zhu Houcong raised his head and happened to see the gate of Shejitan.
There was something in my heart, thinking about whether I should offer my father a stick of incense to Sanqing.
King Xing has never been fond of pleasure. He has been a vassal since he left the capital. His food and clothing are extremely simple, but he is willing to spend money on religion. Not only has he raised a lot of Taoist priests, even the altar of grain and grain has been built to be extremely spacious. Influenced by his father
, Zhu Houcong also loved Taoist culture very much since he was a child.
Without alerting anyone else, Zhu Houcong went to the Sanqing Hall according to his memory, and unexpectedly found a faint light inside. He thought it was some Taoist priest cleaning the house, but he didn't care and just opened the door and walked in.
Then……
He collided with a monster with only half a body!
People are often unable to make judgments when they are in extreme fear. Just like Zhu Houcong's current situation, there has never been such a thrilling situation in his life for the past twelve years. Now his mind is blank until the "monster"
"When he met his eyes and threatened him not to speak, he finally came to his senses.
Thinking of a few years ago when he was on a hunting trip in the mountains, the old hunter who led the way told a story about how he could escape a bear encounter by pretending to be dead. Zhu Houcong didn't know which string was wrong. He rolled his eyes, held his breath and fell to the ground.
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…
Xian Ruxing struggled to get out of the space and looked at the young man in front of him, somewhat at a loss.
She tremblingly stretched out her hand to check for breath, and was shocked to find that the other party had no breath at all.
It's over, people are scared to death by themselves.
Xian Ruxing's face was pale. Fortunately, she had traveled from modern times and knew some basic medical knowledge. She managed to calm down and lay the boy down. After making sure that the air around him was clear, he took off his clothes, folded his hands, and began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
Once, twice...
Before the third blow, the boy on the ground suddenly screamed and clutched his chest in pain, "It hurts, it hurts! You monster, just give me a good time!"
"Ah?" Seeing the situation reversed, Xian Ruxing was stunned. After a moment, he came to his senses, pointed at the other party and said in disbelief: "Are you pretending to be dead?"
Zhu Houcong curled up into a ball. Although he was scared, the pride of the royal family did not allow him to lower his head. Moreover, when he was stimulated by the pain, his mind became more alive. Seeing that the monster did not kill him immediately, he simply discussed the terms.
"This... Great Immortal, I am of the blood of the True Dragon Royal Family. I can help you realize whatever wishes you have, so instead of killing me, it is better to stay for the next life!" At the same time, he dared to take a peek.
Xian Ruxing.
Seeing that he had returned to his human appearance, with eyebrows like willow leaves, eyes like cold stars, and a green Taoist robe that reflected the bright light of the new moon, the flowers and trees, and the snow, I couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
If such an appearance appeared in Xunri, who would know her true identity? What kind of spirit is she? A vixen spirit? A rabbit spirit? Or the legendary painted skin? In any case, if she dares to stay in the palace in the middle of the night, her magic power must be extraordinary.
!
Xian Ruxing already understood the identity of the other party when he heard about "royal blood". In the entire Xingwang Palace, there was only one person of the same age - Zhu Houcong, the eldest son of Xingwang, who was the future Emperor Jiajing.
The word "wish" touched a certain nerve, but after carefully weighing the pros and cons, Xian Ruxing still chose to refuse with difficulty. She cleared her throat, saluted Zhu Houcong, and then said in the most natural tone possible:
"His Royal Highness, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? I am here to watch the night, and you suddenly came in and fainted. Maybe it was too dark in the Sanqing Palace, and His Highness was blinded by the dust..."
Zhu Houcong looked the woman up and down, and then said categorically: "No way, you lied." Although he was only twelve years old, he had been smart and precocious since he was a child. He always had his own standards for judging things, so he didn't do it at all.
Moved.
However, the fact that the other party did not want to kill him but wanted to confuse the audience made him feel more relaxed. It seemed that the goblin could not attack at will.
Thinking of this, he stood up and put on his clothes neatly. Looking at the girl's astonishing beauty under the moonlight, he suddenly said out of nowhere: "Your purpose is not to suck in my yang energy, is it?"
Xian Ruxing: "..."
He glanced at the little kid who was only as high as his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. After a long while, he shook his head laboriously.
It can be seen from the other party's pretending to be dead that the future Emperor Jiajing is very clever, and it will be difficult to fool him casually. Xian Ruxing thought about it again and again in his mind, and finally said: "Okay, I know how to hide it.
But Your Highness, Pindao is not a monster, he is just a monk in the human world. The scene you saw just now happened to have some glitches in the technique, and it was my fault that I disturbed Your Highness."
"Not a monster?" Zhu Houcong looked at her suspiciously, and then asked: "Okay, you said you are a monk. What evidence is there? Can you turn stone into gold?"
"No," Xian Ruxing shook his head.
"Spreading beans makes an army?"
"cannot."
"Retrieve objects from the air?"
"still can not."
"Why can't you do anything?" Zhu Houcong crossed his arms with a cold expression. The meaning was very clear, what kind of way can you cultivate if you can't do anything!
Xian Ruxing smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, those methods you mentioned are all immortal methods. Pindao is just a small cultivator who has just arrived at the foundation-building stage!"
"Foundation building period?" Zhu Houcong was a little confused when he heard this.
"Yes," Xian Ruxing cheered up, thinking of the fairy novels he had read in his previous life, and started talking nonstop about the Qi-training golden elixir Yuanying Mahayana, and the spiritual root magic weapon fantasy artifact. Hearing this, Zhu Houxuan's eyes were filled with excitement.
.
"As long as you cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, you can live for a thousand years and fly away from the light." Zhu Houcong said with fascination.
"It's not easy to reach the Nascent Soul stage." Xian Ruxing retorted seriously, "In all these years since I came out of the mountain, I have only seen myself as a practitioner. Now there is less and less spiritual energy, and the real powers are hiding.
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"Yes, we should stay less involved in the world." Zhu Houcong nodded in agreement. At this time, he had already believed most of Xian Ruxing's words. The main reason was that the theory of immortality provided by the other party was too complete, and the world of immortals described was too real. If it were based solely on personal experience,
With such power, it is difficult to make up so many things in a short time. The most important thing is that Zhu Houcong thought about it carefully and found that he had never heard of any monster that was so powerful that he dared to show himself in the Sanqing Palace.
He looked at the girl. Although he said that she was just a small person with foundation-building skills at the moment, it was hard to say whether she would soar into the sky and become a powerful "mighty" in the end. Besides, he still had something to ask for...
Thinking of this, Zhu Houcong had something in mind. He changed his previous attitude of fear and alienation, and became more polite. He said warmly to Xian Ruxing: "In this case, I misunderstood the fairy. There were so many things just now.
It's offensive, I hope the fairy won't take offense."
Xian Ruxing is also a good person, and he knew what the other person was thinking at the first glance, and he quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you are serious. Originally, I was a poor scholar and not good at learning. I scared you. Now I am really ashamed."
"Where is it?" Zhu Houcong was like a little adult. After some pleasantries, his purpose was revealed, "I didn't know that the fairy was there before, but now I know it. Naturally, I can't let you live here. Please stay in the hospital. My leader will send someone to take care of you.
daily life.”
Although Xian Ruxing knew that nodding at this time would lead to his immediate success, he also knew how much he weighed. It was fun to pretend to be cool for a while, but in the end, if his secret was exposed, he thought of the various torture methods in the story books... and his heart tightened.
She doesn't have any ambitions, she just wants to live her own life well.
So he quickly shook his head, pretending to be pure and stoic, and said calmly: "Thank you for your troubles, sir, but 'as soon as you enter the world of mortals, you will be implicated in cause and effect.' The purpose of living in seclusion in Qingfeng Temple is not to provoke the secular world, so I still hope that you will
Fulfill my little wish."
If she had agreed, she might have suspected something based on the young man's sensitive and suspicious character, but the other party refused to enjoy it and preferred to live in seclusion in this slightly cold place. Zhu Houcong admired him from the bottom of his heart.
He was worried that being too forceful would cause the other party to run away, so Zhu Houcong did not force himself. Anyway, he was here, and the days ahead would be long.
He spoke a few more words to the female Taoist priest by the candlelight, and until the candlelight was half burned, the young man reluctantly left. Compared with the low mood when he came, his expression was obviously much higher.
After he left, Xian Ruxing stood up tiredly, closed the doors and windows tightly, and breathed a long sigh of relief. The biggest crisis since time travel was barely over!