Emperor Que Shaohua

After leaving the palace gate, Luo ordered the guards waiting outside to go back to Prince Jing's Mansion first.It took him a lot of time to meet this time, and his complexion didn't look very good. Several personal guards said that His Highness the Fifth Highness had been reprimanded in front of the emperor, and they wanted to relax, and they didn't dare to ask to follow him. Seeing him alone Ride, go straight away.

Huangjue Temple is located in the south of the city, more than ten miles away from the palace city. Luo Pingyuan rode dark clouds and stepped on the snow, and rushed to the gate of the temple in a short while.Seeing that it was King Ning who came, the Zhigu monk quickly received him respectfully.

It was almost noon, and the warm sunlight sprinkled from mid-air, passed through the branches of trees, and cast dappled light and shadow on the ground.Looking around, there are very few pilgrims in the temple, and the strings of bells hanging from the eaves of the temple sway in the wind, making crisp tinkling sounds from time to time, which further reflects the tranquility away from the hustle and bustle.

Luo Pingyuan passed through many Buddhist halls, offering incense and respect one by one, praying silently, and finally came to the main hall of Huangjue, which is the deepest part of the temple.A year and a month ago, he saw Yao Qian'er who was killed by an assassin here, met the terrified Du Tangli, and fought Nalan Yu to the death.Today, the blood in the temple has long been washed away by the Buddha's light, and the Tathagata Buddha sits cross-legged, kind and solemn.

As usual, Luo Pingyuan burnt three sticks of incense, worshiped once, and when he raised his head again, he saw the majestic Buddha statue with lowered eyebrows, as if filled with endless compassion, and he was filled with mixed feelings for a while.Today, regret, despair, hope, it seems that everything will come to an end, what kind of judgment will be waiting for me in front of me?

He stood there for a long time, until the sound of footsteps behind him, and a monk approached him before recovering.

"Your Highness Fifth, Master is waiting for you, please move forward to have tea." The monk was about thirty years old, with a pale face, and he was Master Liaochen's personal disciple Ji Rong.Luo Pingyuan nodded and followed him out of the main hall.

The abbot's meditation room is surrounded by pines and cypresses, and the indoor windows are clean and spotless.Ji Rong knocked on the door twice, making a gesture of invitation, and when King Ning entered, he closed the door again and quietly retreated.

Master Liaochen sat cross-legged next to the small table in the middle of the room, when he saw the guests arriving, he only nodded slightly to signal them, and did not stand up to greet them.Luo Pingyuan sat down on the other futon in the same way, and there was a deep breath of sandalwood mixed with ink from his nostrils. Then he saw the Four Treasures of the Study and stacks of paper scriptures on the desk in front of the window. I know that I am copying Buddhist scriptures.

"After so many years, the old monk is very pleased to meet the benefactor again in Huangjue Temple." Liao Chen poured a cup of tea himself, and said slowly, "His Majesty the Fifth Highness has not diminished his demeanor, but his brows are gloomy, and he seems to have endless troubles, but Have a problem you can't understand?"

Luo Pingyuan really didn't intend to hide his embarrassment, looked at the water vapor rising above the teacup, and said after a while: "My heart is tied, so I can't be free from worries and fears, and I'm about to ask the master to guide me."

"Humans are not plants, so how can they be ruthless?" Liaochen said, "The benefactor takes the world as his own responsibility. If he has nothing to worry about, how can he be in awe? Therefore, today's worries and fears are really a blessing for the common people."

Luo Pingyuan couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said softly: "But I hope that God will show mercy, and I will think about it and act respectfully in the future." In the past, he was arrogant and arrogant, always pointing at the world, talking about the world, but he is not a speck of dust among all living beings, insignificant But don't know it.

Liaochen stopped answering the conversation, and took out a delicate wooden box about a foot long, and put it on the table: "The benefactor traveled thousands of miles, and wanted to be famous for ink. I think there must be a reason. Fortunately, the old monk did not disgrace his life."

Luo Pingyuan reached out to open the wooden box. Inside was velvet lining. It was an oval ink ingot more than two inches long. The ink color was dark and the pattern was exquisite and simple. It is Shen Yunqing's taboo seal.The fragrance of ink is strong, deep but clear.

There was a surge of excitement in his heart, he closed the wooden box again, put it carefully in his arms, and then stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your help, master, I feel it in my heart with my deep inscription, and I never forget it."

Zhuang Shijing's "Huizhou Baomo Kao" records the origin and clues of Liuguang Baomo. This ink ingot, which Shen Yunqing regarded as the essence of his life skills, was probably presented to the emperor by the prefect of Huizhou and kept in the palace.

Among the smoky sea of ​​treasures in the inner library, a piece of ancient ink is nothing, no matter how precious it is, but the relationship among them is too important, and failure is absolutely not allowed.After hearing the news, Luo Pingyuan considered many methods: sending someone into the palace to steal it, quietly taking it out from the inner treasury through Wu Yong, asking Xue Ning to help ask for it, or trying to find it in the name of filial piety after returning to Beijing. Seeking... But no matter which one, it seems that it is not perfect enough, or there are variables, or it cannot be achieved without traces.After Hanzhang's fire, the palace has been in a state of turmoil. Even if Li Pinglan's tacit understanding was obtained in advance, it would be a bad idea to sneak into stealing ink; , and was afraid that things would fail, which would attract the emperor's extra attention.

Time was running out, and he finally thought of Master Liaochen, who had a relationship with himself and his brother Huang, so he wrote a letter and handed it over to Guan Ling to take him to Huangjue Temple in Luocheng. Finally, before returning to the capital, the Liuguang Baomo was successfully delivered to Chen's hands.

Because it was agreed in the letter that after arriving in Luocheng, Luo Pingyuan would go to Huangjue Temple to collect ink in person, Luo Pingyuan did not send anyone else for a few days, and waited calmly until after the audience.He wants to avoid all possible twists and turns, and he doesn't want to pretend to others.Until now, I felt a little settled in my heart.

Why did I and Lang Huan suddenly pay attention to a piece of ancient ink?What is the purpose of Liuguang Baomo?Naturally, Luo Pingyuan couldn't explain it clearly, but he knew that Li Pinglan and Wu Yong were both perceptive and sensitive people, so he would guess. It seems that the abbot of Huangjue Temple couldn't hide the mystery inside.Monks don't tell lies, Master Liaochen is very respected, but he opened his mouth to Emperor Tianyi for his request, and he couldn't help but thank him sincerely.

"Your Majesty the Fifth Highness is serious." As if understanding what he was thinking, Liao Chen smiled slightly and joined his palms together to return the salute, "Although the old monk is an outsider, he is not stubborn. Comprehend the true meaning of Buddhism. Besides, compared to the kindness of the two Highnesses to Huangjue Temple, what the old monk has done today is really insignificant, don't need to care about it."

Luo Pingyuan drank green tea, bid farewell and left Huangjue Temple.He couldn't hide the haste of his footsteps. The weather was dry and cool, but his forehead and vest couldn't stop sweating.

Seventy days have passed since Xi Minghua made a life-or-death judgment on King Jing's condition, and after searching and searching, Liuguang Baomo is the last hope. If it still fails...he dare not think about it any longer.

Wuyun Taxue waited outside the gate of the temple, Luo Pingyuan's trembling fingers refused to obey, he took a long time to untie the rein, and he didn't remember how he got on the horse, and hurriedly ran towards the northwest.The wooden box in his arms was like a piece of hot iron, burning with hope and fear. He turned a blind eye to the scenery on the street, and he didn’t even notice that he bumped into pedestrians or stepped over roadside stalls a few times. After a long time, I finally saw Prince Jing's Mansion after a long absence.

Since several guards had already returned to the mansion first, the servants guarding the gate of the mansion didn't feel abrupt when they saw His Highness the fifth prince's return. Get out of the way", Wuyun Taxue swept in like a gust of wind, leaving the two servants staring at each other on the ground.

Luo Pingyuan didn't go to the Lancang Residence of King Jing, but went straight to the west courtyard where the owner of Dream Fairy Valley lived. When he dismounted, he stumbled and almost fell. With his martial arts, this was impossible .From Jiangnan to the capital, I looked forward to it day and night along the way, but when the answer was about to appear, I felt unprecedented fear, so afraid that I almost had no energy to move.

He hesitated for a moment, collected himself, and finally stepped into the courtyard.

Xi Minghua had been waiting for a long time, beside Guan Ling and Qin Shuang who looked nervous.

When Luo Pingyuan arrived in the hall, he didn't bother to say hello, and took out the wooden box from his arms: "Master Gu, this is Liuguang Baomo."

Xi Guzhu took the box, held the flat round ink ingot about two inches long in his palm, looked back and forth for a while, but couldn't see the clue, frowned and said: "Cut a piece, I'll have a look."

Gu Mojian was stronger than gold and stone, Luo Pingyuan took it and put it on the table, and drew out the pure Jun sword.He was anxious in his heart, the strength of his strike was not accurate, the sword edge was everywhere, not only the glazed ink was split into two, but also the whole nanmu table was penetrated, almost collapsed.

Xi Minghua picked up half an ink ingot and brought it close to his eyes, but saw that the cut surface was smooth, and the inner texture was fine and smooth. The color was not as dull as the surface, but had a faint green luster, as if there were countless green dots full of vitality. In the meantime, what is even more strange is that a piece of dark ink stick, staring at it for a long time, has a warm and brilliant feeling, as if the golden sun is flowing between the fingers.In addition to the unique fragrance of pine ink, you can also smell a slightly bitter medicinal smell, which has become more and more deep after years.

He looked carefully for a long while, his brows gradually relaxed, and a gleam of joy appeared on his face that hadn't been smiling for many days, he nodded and said, "Very good." Then he said: "It is worthy of the name of Liuguang Baomo, very good .”

Luo Pingyuan's heart was already in mid-air, and he was about to be breathless because of holding his breath. A few words painted by Xi Ming fell into his ears, and there was no more beautiful words than these, and his whole body shook for a while. It seems real and unreal, but I can't believe my hearing.

"Really, are there really snowman green fruits in it?" He asked tremblingly, "Valley Master, you are not lying to me, can you really do it?"

Xi Minghua glanced at his pale and terrified expression, picked up the other half of the ink ingot, and inspected it again, the smile on his lips deepened, and finally nodded: "No mistake, it is indeed snowman green fruit, and it is top-grade .Although part of the potency of the medicine was lost during the refining process, I think it should be enough to dispense the medicine for Sect Master Jiang."

In a word, like the sounds of heaven, Luo Pingyuan let out a long breath, and suddenly felt that his whole body had no energy.He took a step back slowly, sat on a chair, and watched Qin Shuang rushing forward, asking questions repeatedly, with a look of excitement, Guan Ling followed behind, lowered her head and wiped her eyes with her sleeves, and only then did she begin to feel real.

The gods have lived up to it, brother Huang really deserved his life, and the antidote that couldn't be found anywhere, as if it only existed in legends, really got it.

The feeling of panic and fear receded slowly like a spinning thread, leaving behind a void of strength as if he had escaped from death, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

According to the "Huizhou Baomo Kao", 35 years ago, an ancient pine in Huangshan, Huizhou was cut off by a thunderbolt, and the mountain people felled it.When the ancient pine was about to be transported down the mountain, it was found that there were blue vines attached to the tree body, and two oval fruits the size of walnuts were produced on the top. The color was between green and golden, the skin was smooth, and the roots were covered with white fluff.One of the fruits has been half-scorched by lightning, but it is fragrant and refreshing.

Shen Yunqing felt the difference and became very interested. Ink-making families often inherit the secret method of medicinal prescriptions. It is a common practice to mix appropriate medicinal materials into the ink, which can improve the quality of the finished product and last for a long time. This is also the reason why some ancient inks can be used as medicine; The medicinal herb that grows with the pine wood is the best choice. It should be known that the vines attach to the trunk to absorb nutrients, and then replenish it with their own essence. It is a rare opportunity to blend in water and milk for many years.Although he couldn't identify what the fruit in front of him was, he saw that the flesh was transparent and crystal-clear, solid in texture and could not be cut with a knife, so he knew it must be something extraordinary, so he dried it and ground it, and combined with the pine smoke of ancient pine, he produced a batch of high-grade ink. .

During the process, the half of the fruit was scattered and fused into dozens of ink ingots, which was fine. Shen Yunqing wanted to show his talents and make a masterpiece of ink. Not only did he specially select the best parts of ancient pine branches to burn Pine smoke, and another undamaged vine fruit was carefully refined, combined with more than ten precious medicinal materials such as salvia miltiorrhiza, safflower, white peony root, musk, etc. After many days, Liuguang Baomo was finally achieved.

When the snowman green fruit first grows, it is green in color and covered with white fluff like frost and snow on the outside. As it matures, the fluff gradually falls off, and finally the root pedicle is disconnected from the vine and falls to the ground.Luo Pingyuan was not sure when he read the corresponding text in the Hangzhou posthouse. After rushing back to the Bai Family Courtyard to consult Xi Minghua, he confirmed that the characteristics of the fruit described in the scroll were consistent with the snowman green fruit, and that it could present The golden yellow color proves that the Xuemanqing fruit obtained by Shen Yunqing is not only about to be ripe, but also of high quality.

The main purpose of Zhuang Shijing's meeting that day was to persuade King Ning to give up supporting King Jing and pave the way for his own future. The purpose of sending "Huizhou Baomo Kao" was just to show elegance and ease the atmosphere; it was many years ago that he compiled his father's notes into a book Although Bowen has memorized the matter, because all his attention is focused on power and schemes, how can an old news in ancient ink be connected with the rare medicinal materials that the five princes searched for earth-shakingly?If he finds out in the future that the snowman green fruit was offered by himself with both hands by accident, I don't know how he will feel.

Tomorrow is the middle of the month, and Liuguang Baomo came in time. Xi Minghua said that in view of King Jing’s poor health, it can only be carried out slowly. The first step will take three days to remove the toxicity of Bihai Chengxin, which will make the patient Get rid of the danger of life, and in the next few months, you will need to use needles every other day to remove all the cold poison in your body.

At the current stage, everyone obeyed everything he said.Luo Pingyuan immediately approached Director Yang and explained: "I am tired and need to rest. Within three days, all outsiders will be kept out of the way, and half of them are not allowed to enter the house!"

He didn't care so much, anyway, he got through the reprimand and Jing Yuwei returned it. It's nothing for a closed door student to sulk for a few days.

King Jing lived in Lancang, and when he heard that His Royal Highness had returned to the mansion, he subconsciously waited for the emperor's brother to come to meet him. He was very concerned about whether the reinstatement would go well.However, more than half an hour passed, not only Luo Pingyuan did not show up for a long time, but Qin Shuang, Guan Ling, Yang Yue, and Xi Minghua all disappeared, which made people puzzled.

Due to the exhaustion of the journey, he had been bedridden for several days. At this time, he put down the scroll in his hand and asked Gu Yu to go to the Hanxiao Zhai to see the situation, but he didn't notice that Qin Su, who was supposed to be hiding on the beam, came outside the house at some time and was under the tree together. Qin Shuang talked in a low voice.

Gu Yu went out for a while and still didn't turn around, King Jing turned a few more pages of the book and found that the sun was slanting to the west, and there was no shadow of Qingming in the room, so he couldn't help becoming suspicious.

"A Su," he raised his head, "is something wrong?"

"Nothing, everything is fine." Qin Su said on the beam.

That's what he said, but he answered too quickly, his voice was low and hoarse, and it didn't sound like a calm sea.

Luo Yanhua became more and more uncertain, A Su had concealed his criminal record before, but if King Ning offended the emperor in the palace and was severely punished, the reaction would not seem like it.Is it because of the accident in Jiangnan Rebirth, or is his condition getting worse?

"If there is any bad news, you have to tell it directly," he frowned, emphasizing his tone, "how bad it can be, the important thing is to respond in time, don't delay."

Qin Su said: "There is no bad news."

Just as the two were talking, there was a flurry of footsteps from far to near. The owner of Mengxian Valley first approached Lancangju, came to the bedroom, and directed Bai Lu and Shuang Jiang to place a large bathtub outside, and then went to carry the hot water. Gu Yu and Qingming hurried in and out, bringing in a pot of shochu and a jar of dew collected in autumn, and two medicine boys began to boil medicine under the eaves.

"Guzhu, this is...?" Luo Yanhua got out of bed and got out of the servant, looked at the hectic scene in front of him suspiciously, and found that everyone was going their own way, and no one seemed to intend to explain, "Ping Yuan?"

"Brother Emperor, Master Xi Gu has found a new method and is going to heal you." Luo Pingyuan was the last to come in and stepped forward to support him, "It only takes three days to alleviate the disease." According to Xi Ming According to the instructions of the painting, try to calm King Jing's mind when detoxifying, so it is not appropriate to explain in detail, it is better to be vague.

"Treatment for three days?" Luo Yanhua repeated, rather surprised, Luo Pingyuan seemed to be mysterious as soon as he returned to the mansion, and seeing the expressions of his subordinates, it was clear that they had negotiated and could not refuse, "You enter the palace today... ..."

"There is nothing to do in the palace. I came back after I delivered an errand with my father." Luo Pingyuan hurriedly interrupted, "Brother Huang, your health is the most important thing. We will talk about the rest later."

As he spoke, he softened his voice: "It may be a little uncomfortable, you must bear with it, okay?" He tried his best to appear relaxed, but his tone was unstable, and some emotions were still revealed.

King Jing looked at the emperor's younger brother with earnest expression on his face, while the eyes of the others, except Xi Minghua who was calm and composed, a few attendants and Guan Ling were all red, as if they had just cried.

What's going on, although my body can't be said to improve, but it's not going to die in a moment.He sighed in his heart, he really didn't have confidence in the new method that Luo Pingyuan said, probably because his younger brother was in a hurry to go to the doctor, he didn't know where to get some secret recipes, and he dragged Dr. Xi to try it out if it was useful or not.

"If you want to cure it, cure it." He said helplessly, it would be fine if he didn't agree to it depending on the situation, anyway, tomorrow will be the period of poisoning again, and he can't do anything at all.Xi Minghua's medical skills are exquisite, even if the condition cannot be alleviated, it should not be aggravated.It's just that he doesn't want to see everyone's disappointed expressions after the failure, rather than suffer some pain.