The Road to Peach Blossoms

Chu Xinglan crept out from under the bed after waiting another half an hour after all the movement had disappeared. He walked out of Zhengyang Hall in a daze, and the immaculate figure of the divine doctor in white disappeared within his sight. .

He quickly chased after him, panting and tugging at the hem of the miracle doctor's shirt: "Wait, big brother—"

Tian Ying had no choice but to stand still: "What's the matter with you?"

"Big brother, my mother is in a hurry." Chu Xinglan raised his head with hopeful eyes, "Can you go back to the house with me and heal my mother?"

Tian Ying frowned: "I'm impatient, there are so many types, which one do you want to see?"

Chu Xinglan: "I don't know which one it is, I just know that mother is an old problem—"

Tian Ying: "Then there is nothing I can do. If your mother's disease is to be cured, a thoracotomy is required. The risk of thoracotomy is extremely high, and I am not sure. It is better to maintain the status quo and enjoy the good results of old age." .”

"You——!" Chu Xinglan held his breath in his chest, his pupils widened, "You're lying! You're lying! You obviously have other methods! You have!"

Tian Ying lightly brushed his hand away: "What can I do?"

Looking at the back of the miracle doctor drifting away, Chu Xinglan kicked the stone under his feet indignantly. The stone rolled down on the ground under the force, splashing dust all over the ground, and finally stopped in front of a person's feet.Chu Xinglan looked up in surprise, and the man happened to ask him:

"Nephew Chu Xian, why are you sulking here alone?"

The middle-aged man was smiling and stroking his beard that was half gray and not black, half long and not short. He was wearing a pitch-black black gauze hat and a silk official robe with a round collar, with birds and cranes painted on his chest. Chu Xinglan was blue and black from the man's neck The mole recognized that this was Mr. Han, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and he called out in a low mood: "Uncle Han."

Hubu Shangshu kicked away the obstructing stones on the soles of his feet, walked over with a steady figure of eight steps, still smiling and said kindly: "Nephew Chu Xian, you are the little treasure of my brother Chu's family, you have to worry about losing him, uncle Just about to go back to the mansion, uncle will take you home on the way?"

Chu Xinglan pushed away the other party's hand on his shoulder: "I, my family has a carriage."

"Then what troubles do you have..." Mr. Han induced, "You have to tell me, you can solve it by telling me, right?"

Seeing Chu Xinglan's hesitation, Mr. Han added with a smile, "Your uncle, I will do things for you, so I don't need to ask your father."

Chu Xinglan was shaken, but there was one last bit of vigilance in his heart: "Why are you so kind to me?"

"Okay?" Lord Han smiled meaningfully, "Uncle was nice to you before, of course it was only because he liked you, and it's just that Brother Chu didn't know how good you are, so he asked his daughter all day long. According to me Look, the son is more important."

Speaking of his sister, Chu Xinglan's last bit of persistence dissipated. He curled his lips and said, "It's that genius doctor! He obviously has a way to save my mother, but he still intends to stand by and do nothing! What kind of benevolent hands are you?" Xin, I think it is greedy for fame and fortune!"

The smile on Mr. Han's face gradually widened: "Nephew Mo Qi, although he is a miracle doctor, he is not a god... What can he do? It is probably just a false name, and he has no choice but to refuse to treat his sister-in-law."

"What do you know?" The ally he had just promised didn't speak to him!Chu Xinglan was out of breath, "Are you still laughing? Smile! What are you laughing at? I heard it with my own ears. He said that his blood can cure all kinds of diseases. ..."

"This..." A look of shock flashed across Mr. Han's face, "It's nonsense! This is impossible!"

Why do you think you can get some useful information from this brat, but it turns out it's just a waste of time!

"I heard it with my own ears!" Chu Xinglan gritted her teeth angrily, and was so wronged that she almost shed tears, "I just hid under the Ninth Prince's bed and heard that miracle doctor with my own ears! You, why don't you believe me? Badass! Bastard!"

"Don't, don't cry..." Hubu Shangshu said in secret, and quickly leaned over to cover the little ancestor's mouth, "It's not easy to publicize this! Uncle believes in you, can't you trust you?"

Perhaps, precisely because of the absurdity of this matter, the credibility of what comes out of such a child is the highest.

"Then..." Chu Xinglan pushed the household secretary's hand away, "Then you..."

"Understood..." Mr. Han said very politely, "I will take care of things for you and make sure that the genius doctor will obediently donate blood for your mother!"

Chu Xinglan nodded: "Okay, then thank you... Uncle."

Mr. Han straightened up, and said politely: "Nephew Chu Xian, this matter is not small. Uncle has gone back first. If you have time, come and sit at Uncle's house..."

Chu Xinglan quickly shook her head: "No, no, many, many thanks!"

Two days later, Xiangfu.

Prime Minister Chu put down his chopsticks with a heavy heart, Madam Chu got up and straightened her husband's clothes, and asked, "What's on your mind for eating so little today?"

Chu An, the Prime Minister of Chu: "In the past two days, I don't know when the rumor that the blood of a miracle doctor is comparable to a panacea appeared. Now the city is full of storms outside, and I don't know who made the rumor... Yesterday, the Minister of Rites invited me to come here this morning. I’m going to play together with them in the court, I’m vague and haven’t agreed yet... My heart is beating hard, it seems that something big is going to happen, you just stay in the mansion well, and you are not allowed to go anywhere.”

"As for me, I just asked a question, and you said a lot about Barabara," Mrs. Chu covered her mouth with a smile, "I know you are worried about us, we will be fine, just as you said, staying in the mansion, no matter what don't go."

"Then I will go to court for my husband." Chu An kissed the corner of his wife's lips, and finally added worryingly, "You are not in good health, so don't worry about the trivial matters in the house, and leave them to the subordinates." people do..."

"I know, I know," Mrs. Chu gently pushed her husband who was dawdling, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, "Hurry up and go to your court!"

Chu Xinglan listened to the communication of his parents, and had a bad premonition in his heart, and his heart was beating non-stop.

Xuanwu Kingdom, Forbidden City, Golden Palace.

Most of the civil and military officials in the court were furious and signed a letter, hoping that the Holy One would be the master for them and for the people's livelihood. The more they thought about it, the more excited they became. Live a life without disasters and pain, free from all poisons, especially if you can live forever, even if you can't live forever, it's good to prolong your life.If they want to buy rare treasures such as thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and anti-drug pearls, they need to do bloodletting. How can a genius doctor do bloodletting so easily?This miracle doctor is really too cold-blooded and ruthless, and too stupid and ignorant. Why doesn't he do things that are beneficial to everyone?

Prime Minister Chu remained silent, because his wife who was still in the prime minister's mansion was also in poor health and just needed such an opportunity; he didn't care about the miracle doctor and others, he only cared about his wife and children.

Gu Taiwei Gu Lian also remained silent, because those people promised that as long as he kept his mouth shut and did not object, he would get the benefits he deserved afterwards. Who hasn't had a time when there is a minor disaster and pain and needs comprehensive relief?There is no need for him to offend these colleagues who have worked together for many years for a genius doctor who has nothing to do with his interests;

Yang Zheng, the doctor of imperial history, also bowed his head and remained silent. He has always been a slippery old loach, and he is well versed in the principles of being wise and protecting one's life. Looking at the expression of His Majesty's indiscrimination of happiness and anger, it is better for him not to speak. At that time, His Majesty will express his attitude He adapts to the situation; besides, he feels that something is wrong with his body, and he needs some tonics to be replenished.

In the end, Emperor Xuanwu raised his hand and made a gesture, and all the officials immediately fell silent, waiting for his speech very nervously. He absently helped the high crown on the top, and casually descended the nine jade steps: "Everyone loves you!" What Qing said is also reasonable, and I agree with it very much; it’s just that the genius doctor is feeding medicine to my Jiu’er in the Zhengyang Palace, and it’s not good for you to intrude directly, so why don’t you let me go and ask the genius doctor for your opinion?”

Doctor Yushi was the first to respond: "My sage is wise!"

Gu Taiwei immediately expressed his opinion: "I really have this intention!"

Prime Minister Chu was not to be outdone: "The Holy Spirit has this intention, it is really a blessing for our people!"

The Holy Majesty said so, and they were preempted by the three of them. How dare all the officials disagree, and quickly fell down and bowed their heads, dancing and shouting: "Respectfully send the Holy Majesty——"

Bei Chenyin left the Jinluan Hall amidst the sound of farewell, turned around and entered the Zhengyang Hall, and what caught his eyes was the increasingly intimate relationship between Xiao Jiuer and the genius doctor. Thinking calmly, maybe it's time to find a way to get rid of this unsightly doctor.

He also had his own considerations in answering this matter. Once upon a time, he happened to see a folk poem, which just hit a sore spot in his heart.You hate me for being born late, I hate you for being born early.His situation is almost the same as that described in this poem, except that it is just the opposite. He has been trying to solve this problem. Isn't it time for sleepiness to send a pillow?The miracle doctor's blood came so well and wonderfully.

Immortal?He is not very urgent, just prolonging his life until he is about the same as Jiu'er.

Is it invulnerable to all poisons?It's also good, if he and Jiu'er suffer from some kind of illness in the future, it's not that they can plan ahead.

He will imprison the genius doctor as a backup blood bank, and when he wants to bleed, and if his predictions are correct...not just blood, other things such as meat, tendons, bones, and skin may also be used for medicine.

When he was thinking like this, the genius doctor had already stood up and saluted him, and Jiu'er also noticed him, and waved to him with a smile: "Father, you are coming down~~"

He tilted his head cutely, "Why did you come back so early?"

"I have something to discuss with the genius doctor." Bei Chenyin folded his sleeves together, hugged the child into his arms, and kissed his tender side face, "How did you sleep yesterday?"

Jiu'er bent her lips and smiled: "Thanks to brother Ying and Baihe, I slept really well last night!"

The two left the room one after the other, Tian Ying half-covered the door, and Bei Chenyin closed it tightly.

Sitting on the bed, Bei Chenjue curled his lips in dissatisfaction. Why do these adults always talk behind his back when talking about things?What is there that he cannot know?But he...he insisted on listening, thinking this way, he climbed out of the bed carefully, because the boots were too troublesome to put on, so he didn't even put on the shoes, and his bare, pink, and tender feet stepped on the bare On the ground, he crouched behind the door panel and tried his best to eavesdrop.

Outside the door, a serious conversation was going on at this time.

At this time, the white-haired genius doctor looked anxious, and broke into the Zhengyang Palace regardless of the guards' obstruction. As soon as she saw Emperor Xuanwu here, she knew that something was wrong, and bitterness hit her chest. She shook her head and burst into tears. Wandering, bent his knees and knelt in front of Emperor Xuanwu: "Please, please, Your Majesty, please spare us—"

Her pleading stopped abruptly, because Emperor Xuanwu looked worried, he looked back at the closed door, frowned and said: "Hold down!"

But, it was too late——

The Ninth Prince quickly opened the door, his soft and cute face was very serious, Putao's eyes widened: "Father, they are my saviors, what are you going to do to them—"

The author has something to say:

——Next, I would like to invite the crew of the Four Kingdoms to dedicate "Your Life, I Was Not Born" to everyone, please:

Dongfang Rumo: I was born before I was born, and I am old when I was born.

Xiao Gong: ... (check your eyes, I'm only a few years older than you)

Father Emperor: Hate not to be born at the same time, and be good to you every day.

Xiao Gong: ... (Are you sure?)

Genius doctor: When will we see you again, the pure white clothes like rain, and that face as pure as a lotus...

Xiao Gong: ...I'm afraid it will take a few years.

Chu Xinglan: The night is full of wind and sand, and the moonlight shines on the stone tomb.

Chu Heqing: My dear brother, how is the desert scenery?

Dongfang Chi: Sighing day and night, who should admire longevity?

Dongfang Han: Who told you to be old!

Xiaoyao Wang: I wish to bring down the red thorn flower with a sword by your side.

Jun Mingyue: Sing the wine to the sky, and dance in the yellow sand.

Xiao Gong: ...Have you asked me?

Nangong Wushang: The sunset on the long river is bright, reflecting the desolate face of the passing away.

Dongfangmo: The lonely smoke rises in the desert, and the soul is annihilated with the wind.

Ximenyan: You are ruthless...you can't be ruthless than me.

Nangong Wuyou: I can only hope to watch the bloody setting sun with you.

Gu Haiyan: But you are a man...

National Teacher: I can only imagine, and my white robes are flying.

Xiao Gong: ... dreaming

Ximenling: The hope you gave me,

Chen Sheng: Fly like a Sarang eagle.

Tianyi: Freedom...

Brother Huang: Difficult to pursue and difficult to reach, wandering in dreams.

People: You are only dreaming...