Reborn as a King in the Hand

The big-hearted Taoist priest was still chattering.

He is Taoist Tiankun's great apprentice, an abandoned baby who was picked up from the foot of the mountain by Taoist Tiankun and brought up.

Taoist Tiankun named him Wuyou, and he really grew up carefree into what he is now.

Taoist Wuyou looked at Xia Chaosheng with a smile, as if he was looking at his younger brother who was about to become extra: "I miss you so much when I say goodbye that day."

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

Xia Chaosheng put his hands in his hands, looked at Mu Rugui's blackened face, and wanted to cry without tears: "This... Taoist priest, I am not a Taoist priest of Xuantian Temple, why do you call me junior brother?"

Taoist Wuyou didn't see the collapse in his expression, and the old god put the whisk in his arms on the ground: "You and I have a destiny, and when the destiny comes, you will be my junior."

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

Xia Chaosheng gave up on Taoist Wuyou, and took the initiative to say to Mu Rugui, "Uncle Jiu, I don't want to be a Taoist priest."

Mu Rugui rubbed his head, his stiff expression softened a little at some point, then he stopped looking at Wuyou, turned and walked to the depths of the Taoist temple.

Taoist Wuyou couldn't understand the deep meaning in Mu Rugui's expression, and followed behind them bluntly: "Little brother, after you left that day, master has been talking about you for a long time."

"..."

"He said that your fate is peculiar and rare in the world."

"..."

"So Pindao made a calculation, and guess what?"

"..."

"You are my long-lost junior brother!"

Xia Chaosheng didn't pick up on it.

He looked at Wuyou, then at Mu Rugui who was expressionless, and his heart pounded.

Xia Chaosheng is not worried about Wuyou's life, he is worried about himself.

It has been nearly half a month since the last time I got close to Uncle Jiu, not because he didn't want to, but because he was too busy to take over the account books of the Wangfu.

Sometimes, he doesn't look at the account books, and occasionally he feels uncomfortable suddenly.

Originally, Xia Chaosheng wanted to tell Mu Rugui about the uncomfortable things, but firstly, his nausea was rare and short-lived. After arriving in the capital, he left a letter saying that he went to the border gate to catch Gu worms.

Xia Chaosheng concealed the fact that he was unwell, because he knew himself well.

Neither coughing nor vomiting blood, just sometimes nausea when eating, certainly not a big deal.

Later, he changed his taste. He no longer ate greasy sugar cakes, but used some sweet and sour fruits, and his appetite improved a lot.

Xia Chaosheng is worried now only because he knows Mu Rugui well.

Don't look at Uncle Jiu looking calm now and returning to the house at night, don't mention how sour he was when he was tossing him.

Xia Chaosheng felt aggrieved.

It's not that he wants to be a Taoist priest himself, but he is the one who will suffer at night...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he shook Uncle Jiu's hand, and walked towards the dojo with his hands in his pocket.

In Xia Chaosheng's heart, Mu Rugui's image was actually good—until he really became the Ninth Princess.

Xia Chaosheng realized belatedly that Uncle Nine's temper was really as bad as the rumors outside.

The angry Mu Rugui would slowly challenge his limit, and then at the moment of his collapse, he would ask the question that cared most in his heart.

Xia Chaosheng's face was flushed with thought, and under Mu Rugui's slightly shocked gaze, he stopped little by little.

He couldn't walk anymore.

Mu Rugui walked over, bent down and picked up the princess who was awkward for some reason, and asked softly, "Are you still going to the dojo?"

The sacrificial ceremony was scheduled for tomorrow morning, and even if we went to the dojo now, all we could see was Mu Ruxu who was so nervous that he kept pulling Taoist Tiankun to talk.

Xia Chaosheng hummed and nodded.

Mu Rugui carried him to the guest room prepared by Xuantianguan.

"My mother and concubine lived here for a while."

The guest room was quiet and far away from the hustle and bustle. As soon as Xia Chaosheng entered the courtyard, he noticed something. Hearing Mu Rugui's explanation, he suddenly understood.

"This place was once full of peach trees." Mu Rugui was lost in memory, "After my mother and concubine left, there were no more."

"Why not?"

"Tiankun Taoist said that those peach trees are related to my mother and concubine. She is not here, and neither is the peach tree." Mu Rugui paused, and then said, "I found out later, but he forgot to come to the peach tree for a year. If you water it, the peach trees on Jinshan are more delicate than other places, and they just wither."

Xia Chaosheng, who was listening attentively, choked, not knowing what to say.

Tiankun Taoist is really different from ordinary Taoist priests.

It was getting late, and there was a continuous spring rain on the mountain.

Xia Chaosheng sat anxiously on the couch, watching Uncle Jiu blow out the lights in the house, his whole body tensed up.

In addition to the pattering rain, there was also the sound of Mu Rugui's approaching footsteps.

"Chaosheng?" As if aware of Du Xia Chaosheng's uneasiness, when Mu Rugui lifted the quilt, his movements were gentler than usual, "Come here."

Xia Chaosheng braced himself and didn't move, curled up on the side of the couch, staring, trying to see the expression on Uncle Jiu's face.

A flame flickered outside the window.The night watch guards hurried past the courtyard holding torches.

Xia Chaosheng caught the pity in Mu Rugui's eyes.

His heart was instantly filled with warm affection, and he couldn't help leaning over, muttering: "Uncle Jiu."

Mu Rugui put his arms around Xia Chaosheng's waist, and tucked in the quilt for him: "Go to sleep."

Xia Chaosheng gave a bewildered "hmm", leaned on Uncle Jiu's arm, and closed his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly played: "Uncle Jiu?"

No, according to Mu Rugui's habit...how could he let him go so easily?

Mu Rugui saw through Xia Chaosheng's thoughts, and reached out his hand helplessly, pulling him back again: "Tomorrow I will participate in the sacrificial ceremony."

Since you want to attend the ceremony, it's inconvenient...

Xia Zhaosheng suddenly realized, and his face turned red in disbelief: "What is Uncle Jiu talking about? I can't understand."

"Well, I misunderstood." Mu Rugui was always patient with him, and did not refute, and said in a low voice, "Let's rest."

Xia Chaosheng wrapped himself in the quilt with peace of mind, and happily went to Duke Zhou's appointment in Mu Rugui's arms.Mu Rugui, who was holding Xia Chaosheng in his arms, sighed slightly after a long time, slipped his hand to his lower back, and patted him lightly.

"Nonsense." Mu Rugui's reproach was like a sigh in the continuous spring rain.

On the second day, the rain did not stop.

Xia Chaosheng sat sleepily in front of the couch, waiting for Mu Rugui to twist the handkerchief.

Xia Hua stood quietly at the side, and waited for him to clean up, then frowned and muttered: "Is the princess not resting well?"

"Why do you ask that?" Xia Chaosheng yawned.

"The servant feels that the princess is always tired after looking at it recently."

"Really?" He was slightly taken aback.

Mu Rugui also turned around and looked at his face carefully.

Since swallowing the Mother-Child Gu, Xia Chaosheng's body has gradually improved, and Mu Rugui's heart has also settled down.

If it wasn't for Xia Hua's inadvertent question, the two of them probably wouldn't be able to notice the difference.

"Maybe I'm tired from looking at the account books recently." Xia Chaosheng waved his hands heartlessly, got up from the couch, pushed open the wooden window, and took a deep breath, "It's still raining."

Mu Rugui walked behind him and put the cloak on his shoulders again.

Xia Chaosheng pouted, but did not refuse.

A few days ago, he didn't need to wear a cloak when he went out, and now Uncle Jiu put the cloak on his shoulders again, it must be because he was worried after listening to Xia Hua's words.

Xia Chaosheng didn't reject Mu Rugui's kindness, and wrapped himself in a crane cloak, he strolled outside the courtyard.

There is a mist on the Jinshan Mountain, and through the rain curtain, it seems that people can be seen constantly moving on the mountainside.

"Let's go."

A shadow appeared on Xia Chaosheng's head.

Mu Rugui walked out of the house holding an umbrella, held his hand, and calculated the time: "Go now, the ceremony has just begun."

Xia Chaosheng obediently followed Mu Ru back to the dojo.

Today is the day for Mu Ruxu to perform, and the two of them only need to be a foil.

Mu Ruxu really cared about this sacrificial ceremony.

In all dynasties of Daliang, the princes presided over the sacrificial ceremonies.

The only few princes who presided over the ceremony in place of the prince, later, without exception, all became princes.

Mu Ruxu felt that as long as he managed this ceremony well, the day when he would become the master of the East Palace would be near.

He was proud and nervous, wearing a luxurious court dress, worshiping the sky in the dojo.

When Xia Chaosheng and Mu Ru returned, the sacrificial ceremony had already begun.

On the way here, Mu Rugui pointed to the peach blossoms that had been knocked down by the rain, and said, "After today, the peach blossoms all over the mountain will wither."

He couldn't help but stop and took a few more glances.

But even if they were late, no one dared to comment.

Who dares to offend the famous Mu Rugui?

Even King Liang didn't pay attention to them, only Chang Zhong, who was serving at the side, heard the emperor's sneer: "On such a big day, the ninth brother is still angry with Xia Rongshan's kid?"

As soon as Chang Zhong heard it, he understood that Liang Wang felt that the Ninth Prince and Ninth Concubine missed the hour because of their anger.He had other thoughts in his mind, but he said: "Your Majesty, that's all the younger generation's business, what else are you worrying about?"

King Liang was naturally too lazy to care about the marriage he had already given.His eyes fell on Mu Ruxu.

"Chang Zhong, look, in fact, the Fifth Prince is very similar to me."

"The princes are all His Majesty's sons, how could they not look like them?"

"But he has..."

"Oh, Your Majesty." Chang Zhong took a step forward in a panic, pushing away the court ladies beside King Liang, "It's such a beautiful day, why are you bringing up old things again?"

King Liang suddenly came back to his senses, and saw the palace maid standing a few steps away with her head down, and looked away again: "Do you think I'm thinking about old things? Isn't it because the eleventh prince is young and there are not many people in the palace?" I feel uneasy about a prince who can compete with Xu'er."

Chang Zhong squinted his eyes and smiled: "I don't understand this, but every prince is good."

"I want you to read it?" Liang Wang couldn't hear the answer he wanted from the mouth of the trusted eunuch, and scolded, "In the end, I am still afraid that I will get used to another prince...now even the courtiers are afraid It can be seen that only the fifth prince is expected to ascend the throne, even if I don't make Xu'er the crown prince, in their hearts, Xu'er is almost the same as the prince, right?"

"Your Majesty, the fifth prince has not entered the East Palace, you...you don't have to think so much!"

"East Palace?" Chang Zhong didn't say anything, but as soon as he said it, Liang Wang remembered Mu Ruqi, who was already paralyzed on the bed, talking nonsense. They all forgot about the matter of going to the East Palace, before father and son, there are monarchs and ministers?!"

Chang Zhong obsequiously supported King Liang's arm: "Your Majesty, although the crown prince has the power to oversee the country, your Highnesses yearn for the position of the East Palace just to relieve His Majesty's worries. You should be happy."

"You, don't make me happy." Liang Wang's eyes gradually shifted from Mu Ruxu to Mu Rugui who was standing at the end of the guard of honor, "However, fortunately, the ninth brother's leg is not working, otherwise..."

"Isn't it?" Chang Zhong lowered his eyes and echoed in a low voice, "The last time I met the imperial physicians, I heard from them that the Ninth Prince's legs had deteriorated again... Oh, the situation, several imperial physicians shook their heads when they talked about it. "

"Nonsense!" King Liang scolded softly, "You can also judge my ninth younger brother?"

It's just that there was no anger in his tone.

Chang Zhong guessed Liang Wang's thoughts, lowered his eyebrows and said "The slave is guilty", and then brought the topic back to Mu Ruxu without any trace: "Today's ceremony, Your Majesty should be less thoughtful... ...The servant heard an interesting story a few days ago."

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that the Fifth Prince regretted for a long time after he advised His Majesty that day and appointed Lord Chai Yihong's daughter-in-law as princess."

"What does he regret?"

"Oh, Your Majesty." Chang Zhong pursed his lips and snickered, "Who doesn't know that Miss Chai is as beautiful as a flower?"

Liang Wang also couldn't help laughing: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good, but it's a pity..."

The smile on King Liang's face froze suddenly.

A dark light flashed in Changzhong's eyes.

"Chai Yihong is a high-ranking member of the current dynasty. Why is Xu'er marrying Miss Chai at this time?" The suspicious Liang Wang looked at Mu Ruxu quickly, "Chang Zhong, Go and find out for me, who did the fifth prince get close to after he came down recently... I'm not dead yet, and he can't wait to contact the courtiers?!"

Chang Zhong replied yes.

The more King Liang thought about it, the more angry he became. When he turned around, he saw Xia Chaosheng throwing off Mu Rugui's hand and staggering towards the outside of the ashram, muttering angrily, "Every one of them is inappropriate."

Chang Zhong answered at the right time: "Your Majesty, didn't you always know about the Ninth Prince and the Princess? Now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... Well, even so, there must be a gap between them."

"I don't care about them now." King Liang waved his hands wearily, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, all of which were suspicions of Mu Ruxu, but because of the sacrificial ceremony, he had to stay in the dojo with a gloomy face.

And Xia Chaosheng, who shook off Mu Rugui's hand, ran outside the dojo in one breath, leaned on a peach tree, and retched.

"Chaosheng." Mu Rugui threw away his umbrella and hugged him tightly.

Rainwater slid down Xia Chaosheng's pale face, he opened his eyes blankly, vomited twice, and returned to normal.

But this time, Mu Rugui couldn't wait no matter what, and ignored the ongoing sacrifice, picked him up and ran all the way to Taoist Tiankun's house.

Most of Taoist Tiankun's disciples are Taoists, but there is only one Wuyou who Mu Rugui dislikes, who sits cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace and dozes off.

--boom!

Mu Rugui kicked open the courtyard door, and rushed into the house in two or three steps amid Xia Chaosheng's exclamation.

"Junior Brother?" Wuyou woke up suddenly, followed Mu Rugui's footsteps in a panic, "My lord, Master is in meditation, you...you..."

How could the Taoist priests of Xuantian Temple stop Mu Rugui who had been on the battlefield?

Before Wuyou could think of an excuse, Mu Rugui had already arrived in the inner room.

There was a smell of meat in the house.

Worriless: "..."

Taoist Tiankun, with his back to them, sat cross-legged on the futon, concentrating on peeling the mud in his hands.The aroma comes from the mud.

Wuyou swallowed unconsciously, and watched Taoist Tiankun peel off the mud and took out the beggar chicken dripping with juice.

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Taoist Tiankun seemed to have eyes in his back, and even without turning around, he could guess who was coming, "The rain has not stopped, and the sacrifice has not yet ended. The two of you are in the yard of the poor rest here."

Mu Rugui didn't even look at the beggar chicken in Taoist Tiankun's hand, and ordered in a low voice, "Take a pulse."

Taoist Tiankun finally turned around slowly, looked at Xia Chaosheng in Mu Rugui's arms, and said word by word: "Princess Wangfei has a ruddy complexion and light in her eyes, she is a blessed appearance."

Before Taoist Tiankun could finish his sentence, he saw Mu Rugui's hand resting on the sword at his waist, and immediately changed his words: "The poor Taoist understands the meaning of the prince, so I will take a good pulse diagnosis for the princess."

So Xia Chaosheng was in the Taoist temple in a daze, and the Taoist felt his pulse.

"Tiankun Taoist is also quite accomplished in medical skills." Mu Rugui saw his doubts, and explained softly, "Xue Gugui is not in Shangjing, and it would take too much time to go down the mountain to find the imperial doctor, so now I have to find him. The horse doctor."

Taoist Tiankun was not happy when he heard it, and the smile on his brow disappeared: "My lord, I am so unconvinced by what you said, I must have a good talk with you! ... Wuyou, take the princess Resting in a side room, a poor man is hard to beat a second hand, but I don’t want to be dwarfed in numbers.”

Wuyou is a good apprentice of Taoist Tiankun, upon hearing this, he immediately led Xia Chaosheng out of the house.

Xia Chaosheng looked at Mu Rugui with a gloomy face, and felt that even if there was a fight, Uncle Jiu would not lose, so he followed Wuyou to the side room with peace of mind.

A few drops of icy rain fell from the eaves, instantly shattering his body to pieces.

Mu Rugui's expression changed subtly after Xia Chaosheng left.

His gloom is no longer directed at Taoist Tiankun, but a kind of panic and fear from the bottom of his heart: "But this king's concubine, what's wrong with her body?"

Taoist Tiankun shook his head inscrutablely until Mu Rugui's forehead became tense, then he brushed off his clothes, bowed his waist and saluted deeply: "Congratulations, my lord, congratulations to my lord."

"What?" Mu Rugui's heart skipped a beat.

Taoist Tiankun refused to say another word, he put the beggar chicken in his hand in the bowls and dishes he had prepared, and slowly peeled off the charred lotus leaves on the outer layer.

Mu Ruhui maintained his original posture and stood on the spot.

There was a faint daze in his eyes, which was quickly extinguished by the lingering surprise like spring rain.

Mu Rugui's figure swayed slightly, and the frightening madness welled up in his eyes, and it all disappeared in an instant.

"His body is so weak, how can he stand it..."

"My lord, you don't need to worry. My lord has already made a great fortune. There is nothing wrong with just this one child." Taoist Tian Kun shook his head, "It's just that my lord is a man after all, and she has undergone major changes. Before the fetus stabilizes, my lord should not tell me about it." He's doing well."

"Chaosheng is not a coward." Mu Rugui knew that Taoist Tiankun was telling the truth, but he couldn't help but frowned and retorted.

"My lord misunderstood what Pindao meant... Pindao didn't mean that the princess was worried, but that she felt that the princess's body couldn't bear great sorrow and joy for the time being."

Mu Rugui pursed his lips.

"However, you don't have to worry too much, my lord." Taoist Tiankun finally separated the lotus leaf from the beggar chicken, "Poverty Dao still says the same thing, the princess is auspicious, and she will definitely have a smooth life... Disciple's words."

Mu Rugui's gradually relaxed eyebrows and eyes were completely distorted after hearing Taoist Tiankun's last words.

He left the inner room without looking back, leaving Taoist Tiankun facing the beggar chicken, shaking his head and sighing: "Put him to death and come back to life, his suffering has already passed, why are you so anxious?"

Just as Taoist Tiankun finished feeling, Mu Rugui came back sullenly: "Chicken."

Taoist Tiankun: "...?"

Seeing that he was not moving, Mu Rugui repeated impatiently: "Give it to me."

Taoist Tiankun: "..."

Taoist Tiankun stared at the long sword at Mu Rugui's waist, and reluctantly handed the beggar chicken that was still emitting hot steam to Mu Rugui's hand.

Mu Rugui nodded in satisfaction, took the dishes and left the inner room again.

Mu Rugui's footsteps towards the side room were unprecedentedly brisk, and his heart began to beat slowly.

Taoist Tiankun's words were like a muffled thunder, exploding in Mu Rugui's ears.

He didn't even know what emotion was left in his heart, and for a few incense sticks, it seemed that there was nothing in his heart except Xia Chaosheng.

Now, those surprises, worries and strong joys poured out together, Rao was as indifferent as at home, and there was an unstoppable smile on the corner of his mouth.

And Xia Chaosheng, who was having refreshments in the side room, suddenly vomited again.

Where does Wuyou have the medical skills of Taoist Tiankun?

He didn't even know how to take the pulse, so he could only look at Xia Chaosheng anxiously.

Xia Chaosheng has gotten used to retching these days, holding his heart, waiting for the nausea to fade away, he took a sip of tea indifferently: "It's okay."

"It really doesn't matter?" Wuyou tasted the tea with worry, for fear that something stale would be mixed into his diet.

"Of course it doesn't matter. If something happens, Daoist Tiankun just finished his pulse diagnosis, and he will definitely keep me here."

After Xia Chaosheng finished speaking, he was stunned, with a trace of strange emotions lingering in his heart.

Uncle Jiu is not a reckless person, how could he quarrel with Taoist Tiankun?

...There must be something to say that cannot be said in front of him.

Xia Chaosheng's heart sank suddenly, and his palm fell to his lower abdomen, trembling uneasily.

Is it difficult...it is difficult...

Xia Chaosheng's complexion also turned pale.

He thought, could it be that his illness has really reached the point of no cure, or that Taoist Tiankun calculated his fate of dying early in this life and confessed to Mu Rugui in private?

Memories of the previous life came flooding back, the more Xia Zhaosheng thought about it, the more this happened, the teacup in his hand slammed and fell to pieces on the ground.

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