There is a dragon

Ye Jingshu's intuition was fooling him: "It's been raining these days, and it's possible that it will rain today, but it's still bright today. Even if it's really going to rain, we have to wait."

"Your Majesty is right." Ling Ze nodded and looked towards Wang He beside him.

The national teacher said that it was going to rain, so let His Majesty go back early.

Ye Jingshu didn't want to stay too long, but he always felt that if he went back like this, didn't he agree with Lingze's prophecy that "it will rain soon"?But if he doesn't go back, wouldn't he have to follow this magic stick to the Star Picking Tower to expose him?

The extravagant and extravagant place of the Zhaixing Building, even if he looked at it a few more times, it would be dazzling.

I really don't want to go.

Ling waited and waited patiently, but Ye Jingshu didn't move for a long time. Looking at his dark eyes, he was obviously thinking about something.Taking a half step back without any trace, Ling leaned over and bowed, intending to take his leave.

boom--

There was a thunder in the clear sky.

Ling suddenly looked up, and there was already a large cloud of dark clouds gathered in the sky, but after a while, it began to rain.

Before the tyrant left, it was raining!

A drop of rain fell into Ye Jingshu's eyes, causing him to blink uncomfortably.

Really fake this rain? !What the hell!This is a crooked attack, right? !

Ye Jingshu's expression cracked for a moment, he didn't expect the rain to fall as soon as he said it.

Ling Ze's complexion is not very good-looking, and he absolutely does not want to have too much contact with Ye Jingshu if it is not necessary.If Ye Ruiwen hadn't said that Ye Jingshu's ice pods were so cheap, and he didn't have a lot of money, and Ye Ruiwen was leading him, he wouldn't have thought of negotiating business with Ye Jingshu.

He really didn't want to invite Ye Jingshu to Zhaixing Tower.

"Your Majesty..." Wang He took a trembling step forward. He just received the message from the national teacher, but His Majesty has just recovered from his illness, so he can't go back in the rain.

Ye Jingshu looked at Lingze: "How long will it rain?"

Ling Ze: "Soon, it will be over soon." So go back quickly, Your Majesty.

Ye Jingshu nodded, seeing Ling Ze's reluctance, he suddenly felt something in his heart: "Since the rain will stop soon, why don't we take shelter in the Zhaixing Building and go back when the rain stops, what does the national teacher think? "

Can Ling say it's bad?

This is the second time for Ye Jingshu to step into the Zhaixing Building, and he has truly entered the Zhaixing Building.

When he came for the first time, he only held his sword on the first floor, and Persecuting Spirit agreed to sacrifice to heaven for him, acknowledging his orthodox status.It was snowing all over the sky, and it was dark outside, but here was the brightest.He led the black armored soldiers to break through the door. The young man standing in the center of the hall suddenly turned around. Behind him was the flickering candlelight. His hair was loose and only a lock was tied with a hair tie, and the long hair tie flew backwards.

Although Ye Jingshu never believed in this, he had to admit that at that moment, the young man was like a fairy descending from the earth, cold and ethereal.

Ling led people up to the third floor, invited Ye Jingshu to take a seat, and Nan Dou bowed to salute, and stepped back to prepare tea.

These days, Uncle Qing's health has not been very good, so he can only do these chores.

Before he took a few steps, a thin old man with gray hair limped and brought tea.

Ling was very surprised: "Uncle Qing, why are you up?"

Uncle Qing was holding the tea tray, his skinny fingers contrasted sharply with the white jade teacup, the tea soup was wobbly, some even overflowed.

According to Ye Jingshu's understanding of spiritual rules, it is not his style to make a servant act so rudely.

"What's Uncle Qing doing here, isn't he going to rest?" Nan Dou quickly took the tea tray, "I'll just come here."

Uncle Qing shook his head and stood persistently.

"Uncle Qing, let's go back." Ling Ze took over the teapot, "There's no need to be busy, it's raining a lot, and the building isn't too bright, go light the lights."

"It's just a light rain. The national teacher said before that the rain will end soon, why bother to light the lamp?"

He really didn't believe it. Ling Ze said that it was accidental to hit once, but he could hit it twice or three times?

Ling Ze stood up and poured tea, smiled lowly, and not long after Ye Jingshu finished speaking, there was a loud thunder outside, dark clouds drifted by, the sky quickly turned overcast, the sound of rain, and waves appeared in Lanyue Lake, reflecting the bright lights. The Zhaixing Building.

Ye Jingshu: "..."

The hand holding the tea shook, and the tea in Ye Jingshu's mouth almost spewed out, which really made the magic stick hit the mark.

Ling Ze added tea to Ye Jingshu again, with a smile in his eyes, "Your Majesty?"

Ye Jingshu's eyes were on Ling Ze, looking at him steadfastly.The young man in white on the opposite side had a smile in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were mocking.

It was exactly the same as congratulating him a year ago.

It's really annoying.

Snapped--

The cup in his hand shattered, and the fine pieces of porcelain pierced his fingers, and blood dripped to the ground along his fingers.

He actually crushed the teacup because he was too angry.

Ye Jingshu was startled, put away his hands, and reluctantly said: "The national teacher is really clever."

Wang He, who was standing behind, lost all blood. He gritted his teeth and restrained his screams. He stepped forward tremblingly: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...servant, call the imperial doctor right now!"

He was ascended to heaven in one step by a little eunuch, and he panicked when something happened.

Ling stepped back half a step, lowered his head and fixedly stared at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and lightly told Nan Dou, "Go get the golden sore medicine."

"Yes! Yes..." Nan Dou had heard about Ye Jingshu's reputation as a tyrant for a long time, and it was the first time for him to face it so intuitively. He was already frightened, and he didn't know why he suddenly became angry.Hearing Ling Ze's order, he fled like the wind.

Uncle Qing walked forward silently, picked up the broken porcelain pieces silently, and put them one by one in the tea tray that Nandou had dropped.

If Ling Ze's composure is due to perseverance, Uncle Qing's composure is too natural.

Ye Jingshu shifted his gaze to Uncle Qing.

He vaguely remembered that a year ago when he broke into the Zhaixing Building, there seemed to be a person lying on the long table in the corner of the hall.Thinking about it now, it should be the old national teacher.

But the atmosphere at that time, although deserted, was not desolate.

——In the entire Zhaixing Building, there is no trace of sadness.

This was too inappropriate, no one felt sad, whether it was Ling Ze, who was a disciple, or Uncle Qing, the old servant who had been there for many years.

Could it be that he has cultivated to a certain level, so he has no desires or pursuits, and just let the flow take its course?

After all, they are all mentors. Wouldn't this be too ungrateful?

There were several pimples in his heart, and the more Ye Jingshu thought about it, the more strange he felt.

"Your Majesty, here comes the medicine." Ling Ze interrupted Ye Jingshu's thoughts.

"There is Teacher Lao." Ye Jingshu thanked him and spread his hands.

Wang He bowed and took the medicine that Nan Dou brought, and looked at Ling Ze.

Although His Majesty has bad intentions towards the National Teacher, he has already paid the price for his lust, and please ask the National Teacher to be magnanimous and help His Majesty bandage it up.

Ling Ze: "..." Ye Jingshu directly said that there is trouble, but Wang He's eyes were so real that he couldn't ignore it.

Taking a deep breath helplessly, Ling Ze reached out to take the golden sore medicine, put it on Ye Jingshu's hand, and wrapped it carefully.Bai Yu's fingers danced lightly, shuttling between the white cloths, occasionally bumping into Ye Jingshu, but it was only a touch away.

Ye Jingshu could feel his warm fingers, the pressure was very light, and the medicine powder was cool and fragrant, without the burning pain as imagined.

When Qin Di was injured, he would simply stop the bleeding and bandage, and then take medicine to heal the wound.If you get sick, you still take pills instead of drinking soup, which is very different from the Central Plains.

It's quite comfortable.

Ye Jingshu stroked his tightly wrapped right hand, not knowing whether to question or thank him.

Uncle Qing had already put away the tiles and took them away, while Ling looked out of the window and said calmly, "The rain will stop soon, and His Majesty has just recovered from his illness, and now he is injured again, it's better to rest quietly."

Ye Jingshu groaned, and followed him to look over.

The sound of the rain is getting quieter, and it seems that it will stop soon.

Noticing Ling Ze's turning gaze, Ye Jingshu hastily turned his head away from him.

"Thank you, Master."

He saw that there were several glazed lamps on the lamp stand that were not lit, and the places that were not illuminated by the candle seemed to be covered with dust and became dim.Speaking of which, the Zhaixing Tower seems not as bright as it used to be when viewed from afar.

No wonder you want to buy Ice Soul, it really costs money to be a national teacher.

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After sending Ye Jingshu away, Lingze also breathed a sigh of relief.

He really doesn't like this violent king who kills people at the slightest disagreement, but no matter how much he doesn't like it, he can only endure it, and occasionally speak out to fight him, other than that, he can't do much .

Probably, Ye Jingshu is not the emperor he expected.

Fingers clasped on the table, Ling Ze called Nan Dou: "I have discussed with the King of Chu, he found me to cover up the moon flower, and refined the Zhuyan Pill for the queen mother, which is considered filial piety. As for the thief, I don't need it for the time being." Let's go, we must refine Zhuyan Pill before the Empress Dowager Qianqiu."

"There is one more thing. The fact that your Majesty came to Zhaixinglou to be injured today should not be spread." Ling Ze said sternly, "After your majesty was injured, you behaved too flustered! Is this what I should look like in Zhaixinglou?! "

Nan Dou didn't say a word, he lowered his head to listen to his lecture, and didn't dare to distract himself when the cup rolled to the ground.

After saying this, Ling Ze took another sip of water, and his tone softened a lot: "Especially you, now you are the only one left in Zhaixing Building. You have done well in your homework. If I accept you as an apprentice, you will be my disciple." After a hundred years of my life, you will be the next national teacher. Show some momentum and do what those people say. What is the difference with an errand? My face is gone!"

Nan Dou nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, I understand, and I will follow your lord's instruction."

"Why don't you hurry up and prepare for alchemy?" Ling Ze said angrily.

Nan Dou hopped away, and Ling Ze accepted him as a mantle disciple, a candidate for national teacher. This news was very exciting to him.

Even walking is a little shaky.