Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Zhou Man: "We're here to play."

Daoxu was surprised, "So busy?"

He was very skeptical, "I thought you were very busy. The laymen who have been offering incense these past few days have all said that the master from Tianzhu met you, and he was afraid that he would be unlucky. Shouldn't you be busy fighting tricks at the moment? There is time to play in the Taoist temple."

Zhou Man: "You know a lot."

"That's natural, anyway, I've been here for a while."

Zhou Man made a solemn statement: "There is no fighting, we are a cooperative relationship, and everything is for Your Majesty."

Daoxu's face didn't believe it, there was not much change in Daohe's face, and he nodded gently, and only reminisced with Zhou Man, and occasionally talked about the landscapes and customs they had seen in the places they had traveled over the years.

It was not until noon when Zhou Man was going to see Master Zhang Guan, and he said, "My junior brother and I are temporarily staying in Xuandu Guan to practice. If you need our help, you can ask someone to come to us."

Zhou Man smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

Daohe smiled and took Daoxu to leave.

Mingda looked at the back of Dao He and thoughtfully, "If my father wants to practice Dao, it's not bad to invite this little Daoist to go to the palace to discuss Dao, but it's better than the long life who is addicted to the delusion."

Zhou Man: "It's different, it's because of the timing, if it wasn't for His Majesty's health..." She said this for a while and didn't say any more.

A few years ago, the emperor also sneered at this, but he was not in good health in the past two years. Humans, this is how, if you want something, you have doubts.

The emperor's original intention was not to seek the Tao, but to want to live and live longer.

Minda didn't speak anymore.

In the afternoon, when Bai Ruoyu was still taking a nap in the wing, Zhou Man took Ming Da and Bai Er to see Zhenren Zhang.

Zhang Zhenren greeted him at the gate of the courtyard, and he couldn't tell that he was in retreat before.

Mingda's eyes swept across Zhang Zhenren's face, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Is this what you said is over sixty years old?"

Although Zhang Zhenren's beard was gray and the hair on his temples was mixed with black and white, he didn't look like a person over 60 at all. He looked similar to her father, even younger than her father.

Zhou Man calculated with his fingers and said in a low voice, "Next year will be a rare year."

Mingda was surprised, and Bai Erlang whispered to the side: "Taoist priests who know how to maintain health live longer, and they look younger than ordinary people. Zhang Zhenren can also make alchemy. Man Bao and I have both seen it."

Zhang Zhenzhen, who is still quite smart and clear, maintained a smile and stood at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for them to slowly move over.

After finishing the small talk, Zhou Man quickened his pace and brought Mingda forward, "I haven't seen him for many years, but Zhenren Zhang is still so energetic."

Zhang Zhenzhen smiled and saluted: "Master Zhou has grown up a lot. See the princess, the concubine."

Knowing that they had something to talk about, Daochang Yu stepped down after serving the tea, not leaving to disturb them.

After the Xianzaren waited to leave, Zhou Man conspired with Zhang Zhenren, oh, no, it was persuasion with reason and emotion.

Zhang Zhenzhen almost choked on his own saliva, "What? Let me make alchemy?"

He immediately refused, "No, no, Lord Zhou, you know me, the medicinal pills I make are only for some minor illnesses, and there are also medicines for maintenance, which are not very effective."

If he wanted to make alchemy, he would participate when Changsheng Temple and Cui Shangshu came to ask them to participate. He just didn't want to go into this muddy water, so he wanted to write to Zhou Man and ask her to come back.

Although the letter was not sent, but...

He never thought that Zhou Man would let him go to alchemy after returning to Beijing.

Zhou Man was too busy: "It's not for His Majesty, but for Princess Mingda."

She lowered her voice and said, "No matter what kind of medicinal pills are made, they are all useful for the princess. Xuan Duguan can use this reputation to suppress Na Luo Er."

"As far as I know, Na Luo Er entered the palace to concoct alchemy for His Majesty. Xuanduguan twice refused Changsheng Temple's invitation to concoct alchemy. Now his popularity among the people has plummeted, and he has even been criticized in the Taoist sect. Don't the lord not want to save one or two ?"

Zhang Zhenzhen said with a serious face: "My Xuandu Guan pursues the mind of the Tao, and cultivation is to ask the mind, not the Dan Ding faction. Lord Zhou has hired the wrong person."

"Oh, this is not a conflict. It's just a one or two cooperation, and the time is not long. When we get what we want, the cooperation will end. If Zhang Zhenren doesn't want to be too famous on the alchemy path, then he can end alchemy."

Zhang Zhenzhen couldn't help but look at her, "What do Lord Zhou and the princess want?"

Zhou Man lowered his voice and said, "That Luo Er's blood."

Zhang Zhenzhen looked at her in horror, and Zhou Man quickly said: "Don't worry, it's not much, just let him bleed a little, a bowl is enough, and I don't dislike half a bowl."

Zhang Zhenzhen remembered the 200-year-old lifespan of the famous monk Zhu, and he asked after a moment of thought: "Is this blood from Lord Zhou himself, or is it Your Majesty..."

Just as Zhou Man was about to answer, Ming Da had already taken a quick step: "It's what I want."

She smiled slightly and said, "Na Luo Er claims to have lived to be two hundred years old, but I don't believe it, so I will take his blood to see if he really lived to be two hundred years old."

Although Zhang Zhenren doesn't know how to tell his age from blood, shouldn't age be like feeling the bones and taking the pulse?

But thinking that Zhou Man is a doctor, she must know more than him in this regard, so she pondered, "That medicine pill..."

Zhou Mandao: "When the time comes, Zhenren Zhang can just concoct a pot of medicine for calming and nourishing the body, and the princess will definitely agree."

Zhang Zhenzhen is very embarrassed. This matter is not big, but it is not small. Once it is big, the harm will not be shallow.

After a long while, Zhang Zhenren said: "I have to think about this, I can't give the princess an answer for now."

Mingda nodded and said, "I'm waiting for Zhenren Zhang's reply in the princess' mansion."

Zhang Zhenzhen looked at Zhou Man, Zhou Man gave Ming Da and Bai Er a wink, and the two said goodbye first.

When there were only two people left in the room, Zhenren Zhang was about to relax a lot. He sighed, "Didn't Master Zhou put my Xuanduguan on the fire?"

Zhou Man doesn't think so, "As long as you retire in time, it will be a win-win situation. Because he refused to make alchemy twice, and now Xuandu Guan's reputation is far less than before, why not take this opportunity?"

"You're an imperial physician, so just give him a pulse and feel the bones? You don't need much blood, so it shouldn't be hard to get it, right?"

"It's just difficult," Zhou Man spread his hands and said, "I asked for it, but don't say it's bloody to touch the bones, and he won't even take the pulse."

Zhang Zhenzhen hinted: "His Majesty's sacred metaphor..."

Zhou Man shook his head, "Although many of the civil and military officials dislike this eminent monk, he has not done anything that would damage his reputation since he entered the capital, but he has a good reputation among ordinary people. Dajin is a great country, and His Majesty is Heaven Khan, it is impossible to force him."

Zhang Zhenren: "...Then aren't we persecuting now?"

"We are us, His Majesty is His Majesty," Zhou Man said: "We are all little people, we don't have much reputation burden, and the princess doesn't mind, what do we mind?"

Zhang Zhenzhen said angrily: "You have nothing to do with this matter, of course you don't mind."

In this plan, Xuan Du Guan and the princess are the ones who rush to the front, okay?