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Chapter 338
Chang'an City, Tai Chi Palace, Liangyi Hall.

Walking outside the inner court hall where only high-ranking ministers could set foot on weekdays, Tang Sanzan was not in a calm mood.

He was about to meet the legendary Emperor Li Er who killed his brother and imprisoned his father, and he didn't feel nervous about such a thing that ordinary people would hardly experience once in a lifetime.

And the reason why they feel uneasy in their hearts is entirely because this Tai Chi Palace and these two Halls of Rituals are much more luxurious than the lunatic asylum they live in.

It was so luxurious that even the virtuous monks of his generation couldn't help being envious and jealous.

If he didn't know that he was not made to be an emperor, he would have wished to have the idea that he would replace him.

Of course, no matter how restless his heart was, Tang Sanzan didn't show it on his face.

While secretly making the decision in his heart that he was a big dog eater and had to hit Li Er hard, Tang Sanzan walked calmly into the Hall of Liangyi.

In the hall, the emperor Li Er looked haggard, as if his body was overdrawn after being tossed by eighteen big men for seven days and seven nights, his whole body seemed to be hollowed out.

However, in order to be in front of the monk who revealed his two imperial lists, this Tian Khan didn't want to lose his emperor's face, so he pretended to be majestic and pretended to be an emperor.

Of course.
With this image, Tang Sanzan couldn't help curling his lips.

If it wasn't for taking care of the other party's face as the emperor, he couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, do you know what it means to paint a tiger and not become an anti-dog?"

Of course, even though he wanted to take care of Li Er's face, as a virtuous and eminent monk who was on the verge of death since childhood, Tang Sanzan still performed to the whole palace what is called kneeling.

"Li Er. Cough cough, His Majesty the Tang Emperor, the poor monk sees that you look haggard, with black eye sockets, yang energy leaking out, and yin and evil haunting you.

I don't know His Majesty the Tang Emperor, but encountered some strange things when he came in? "

emperor:"."

The guards: "."

Mmp, don't think that you changed your words so quickly that we didn't hear Li Er's words.

Dare to call each other like that in front of today's face, ya really don't know how to write dead characters or what?

The corners of Tang Huang Li Er's mouth twitched, the corners of his eyes trembled, and he clenched his hands tightly, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

Li Er?

Ever since Xuanwumen, who else in this world would dare to call him Li Shimin like that?
Now, if I hadn't listened to this monk tell me about my experience, it seemed to be solved. It seemed to be able to cure my beloved daughter Lizhi's anorexia, I would definitely tear this monk to pieces!
Reassuring himself in his heart, Li Shimin took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, then looked at Tang Sanzan, and spoke with dignity.

"This monk, let me ask you, who are you and where did you come from, but can you really cure Princess Changle's anorexia and solve the evil spirit in my palace?"

Tang Sanzan was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Qianniuwei outside the door, wondering if I hadn't introduced myself along the way?

After thinking about it carefully, I seem to have really forgotten a line.

Ever since, Tang Sanzhu immediately put on a pose, folded his hands together and bowed slightly to the Tang Emperor, "The poor monk Tang Sanbu, buried the sky, buried the ground, and buried the common people. There are rumors in the world that eating a piece of poor monk's meat can make you live forever." Three burials!"

Pfft!
In the solemn and solemn Hall of Liangyi, it was the first time that such an inappropriate voice sounded.

And there were not only one or two people whose feet were unstable and fell to the ground.

Even Tang Emperor Li Er almost slid off the dragon chair and sat on the ground after hearing Tang Sanzan's introduction.

The whole palace of monarchs and ministers looked at Tang Sanzan, one or two of them all had elegant eyes, and felt that there seemed to be a thousand words in their hearts, but there was also a sense of melancholy that could not be said.

"Haha! Hehe!"

Silence, after a long silence, the generation of emperors who are the Mingjun of all ages finally stabilized the chaotic heart one step ahead of the officials with his strong heart.

"It's rare for a little monk to introduce himself. This is really the first time I've heard it."

Looking at Tang Sanzan, Li Er asked with complicated expressions in his eyes, "Little monk, your name is Tang Sanzan, right?"

Tang Sanzan nodded, "The poor monk Tang Sanzan comes from the Dead Man's Mountain outside Yanwang Town, and lives in the Madman's Asylum on the Dead Man's Mountain."

Li Er: "." Mmp, just listening to these names, it seems that it is not a good place.

Not daring to ask any more, fearing that he would suffer internal injuries if he couldn't take it any longer, Li Er chose to get straight to the point.

"Tang Sanzan, let me ask you, you revealed the imperial list and said that you can cure Changle's anorexia, is it true or not?"

Tang Sanzan nodded confidently, "Of course it is true."

Don't talk about anorexia, even if it has come back to life, there is still a problem that a piece of Tang monk meat can't solve?
Even if there is, at worst, cut a piece of real Tang monk meat and stew it. Monks never tell lies, and if they say it will be cured for you, they will be cured for you.

Tang Sanbu at this moment has quite a fearless spirit of the Buddha cutting flesh and feeding eagles.

Li Er took a deep look at Tang Sanzan, from Tang Sanzan's eyes, he didn't see the slightest hesitation, full of confidence.

The confidence has arrived, so that he can't even have the slightest doubt unconsciously.

Even, looking at Tang Sanzan who was standing here answering him, he seemed to have seen that the other party cured his daughter's anorexia.

"it is good!"

Li Er nodded, and asked again, "Then I will ask you again, you said that my harem was disturbed by evil spirits, but I want to ask you, how did you see it, and what did you see?"

There are quite a few people who know about the haunted palace.

But apart from himself and Wei Zheng, only Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong knew about the specific circumstances and reasons of the haunted palace, and even what the ghost was.

He didn't even dare to tell that big-mouthed Cheng Yaojin.

"Your Majesty, how do you know that the palace is disturbed by evil spirits? The poor monk has already said it before, so I won't repeat it for the sake of avoiding words.

As for what the poor monk saw."

Tang Sanzun paused for a moment, and after mobilizing the attention of Li Er and the officials, he slowly said, "Under the eyes of the poor monk, you can see that your majesty is surrounded by dragon aura, but this dragon aura is not the same as your majesty's." The profound aura of the Son of Heaven and the real dragon does not come from the same source, and the dragon aura is mixed with Yin and resentment.

Therefore, if the poor monk guessed correctly, His Majesty should have been entangled by a dragon soul that died of resentment. "

Snapped!
The tea cup in Li's second hand fell to the ground without realizing it, and jumped up from the dragon chair with a jerk.

"Tang Sanzan, you just said that under the eyes of wisdom, I saw that I have a profound aura of the emperor and real dragon. I ask you, is what you said true?"

Tang Sanzan: "." Fuck, is this the point now?
Shouldn't the point be that you are being entangled by the dragon soul?

Speaking of which, Li Er, Li Er, how guilty is it for you to sit on the throne that you got by killing your brother and imprisoning your father?

Hearing that you are the real dragon emperor, you will be so excited that you will forget about the fact that you are about to be killed by the dragon soul of Jinghe Dragon King.

Complaining forcefully in his heart, Tang San nodded on his face, "Under the eyes of the poor monk, this is the case. With the strength of your majesty's natural dragon aura, it is the destiny of the king of all ages to directly catch up with Qin Huang and Han Wu."

Hearing this, Li Er couldn't help trembling with excitement.

Regardless of whether Tang Sanzan was fooling him or not, even if Tang Sanzan was fooling him, he was willing to fool him.

Even after hearing Tang Sanzan's words, he secretly decided that even if Tang Sanzan couldn't cure his daughter's illness, even if Tang Sanzan was a big liar, he still had to accept Tang Sanzan's great virtue The name of the monk.

In that case, a generation of virtuous and eminent monks said that he was the real dragon emperor, and no one would dare to mention his unjust and unsatisfactory origin of the throne in the future.

Just when Li Er was thinking this way, Tang Sanzan couldn't help but speak again.

"Well, Your Majesty, what we're going to talk about now shouldn't be about the Dragon Soul trouble in the harem?"

"what?"

Li Er was stunned for a moment, and then he realized, "Yes! The eminent monk is right, my palace is indeed haunted by a dragon soul today."

Immediately, Li Er made a bet between the Jinghe Dragon King and Yuan Tiangang, and violated the rules of heaven by tampering with the edict of rain in the heavenly court. Said the matter of Dragon Soul Resentment's life-threatening.

Listening to Li Er's narration, Tang Sanzan nodded secretly, it was indeed the same as what he read from the book.

If that's the case, I won't have any psychological burden to harm the old dragon king's wronged soul.

"Your Majesty, the poor monk can solve the matter of the dragon soul.

It's just that it's still early in the day and the dragon soul hasn't arrived yet. Before that, if the poor monk has a look at Princess Changle's condition, it's better to treat it as soon as possible. "

Originally, when Tang Sanzan said that his palace was haunted by a dragon soul, Li Er already had a lot of trust in him.

This meeting with Tang Sanzan said that it could be resolved, and he felt more at ease.

Now that Tang Sanzan wants to see a doctor with his daughter before solving the Dragon Soul, Li Er has no reason not to.

If this Tang Sanbu can really cure his daughter's anorexia, wouldn't it prove that the other party is really capable?

if that's the case
When the dragon soul comes to make trouble again at night, I can feel more confident in my heart!

Immediately, Li Er nodded, "Yes!"

Then, the officials withdrew, and Li Er personally took Tang Sanzan and headed towards the harem under the protection of several Qianniu guards.

Going to Changle Palace and meeting Princess Changle, who is under ten years old, Tang Sanzan can already confirm that this Princess Changle is indeed suffering from moderate anorexia.

What made him even more dumbfounded was that the fundamental reason why the princess suffered from anorexia was that she was too favored.

The princess is still young, and she is born of the empress, the eldest princess whom the emperor loves most.

Naturally, she is loved by thousands of people, and she is well-clothed and well-fed. In this mythical world, there are not a few foods that eat heavenly materials, earthly treasures, spirit beasts, and meat.

The small body has eaten these great tonics since childhood, and it has been supplemented too much, to the point where the body has developed resistance to food and cannot eat.

In the current situation, either there is a way to completely eradicate this resistance, or she can only find higher-grade treasures of heaven and earth as food for her in the future.

However, if it is the latter, the disease will only become more and more serious as more supplements are taken.

After understanding the reason, Tang Sanzan felt even less stressed.

In this case, it took ten days and a half a month, and the medical skills he learned from his master could be cured.

Of course, that wasn't what he wanted, what he wanted was a miracle enough to hold the scene.

Therefore, in order to be ruthless to Li Er, and to see the bewildered expression of the emperor who will leave a great reputation in history, Tang Sanzan decided for the second time—to be more ruthless to himself.

So, what about toenails?What about fingernails?What about the dead skin on your body?Or drug it by pulling hair out?
For a moment, Tang Sanzan was very troubled.

(End of this chapter)