A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Muan was awakened by suffocation.

Wenxuan put the bed curtain down, the air inside was already thin, plus his head was tightly hugged by that bastard, breathing smoothly was simply a luxury.

"Kang Shinian, are you..."

Fang Mu'an could not continue cursing after only half a sentence, raised his hand to hang up the bed curtain, rubbed his head and fell to the ground.

Turning his head inadvertently, he saw Wen Xuan's expression in his sleep.

It's a bit pitiful to be tangled.

Fang Muan's heart seemed to have been gouged with a hammer, and most of the anger in his stomach disappeared. The original plan to pour cold water on him was aborted in vain.

When Wenxuan woke up, the sun was already high, he touched the bed subconsciously, half of Fang Muan's body was cold, and the little pig had probably woken up early.

Wenxuan's heart sank to the bottom, depressed for a long time, and suddenly he was a little relieved. Since the little pig didn't wake him up, he probably wasn't very angry.

Wen Xuan tidied up the bed, went out to the well to wash, went back to the room and combed his hair, waited until his image became a little suave, and then went out slowly to find Fang Mu'an.

Fang Muan was neither in the kitchen nor in the front hall.

Could it be in Yuan Xin's room.

After hesitating for a while, Wenxuan ran to knock on Yuan Xin's door. After knocking for a long time, there was no response from inside. Then he realized something was wrong and pushed the door open to break in.

Sure enough, there was no one inside.

Wen Xuan went back to the room, glued his beard back to his face, and rushed out in a hurry. When he rushed to the street, he was blown by the cold wind, and he recovered a little bit of reason.

It's meaningless for him to run around aimlessly. Fang Mu'an must have gone out to find Yuan Xin if he wasn't at home. As for where Yuan Xin went...

not good!

Wenxuan had a bad feeling, so Sa Yazi went straight to Dali Temple.

It's still too late to hurry, Mr. Yuan San has already finished rolling the pegboard and is beating the drum.

That bloody appearance made the onlookers gasp.

Wenxuan knew that he was helpless, so he sighed and turned around to walk back.

Although Yuan Xin didn't know the tricks, he was definitely not impulsive and reckless, and he must have made a decision after deliberation.

Wenxuan didn't even hesitate, and immediately went to Nanfeng Pavilion.

In the clear sky and white sun, he couldn't go through the main entrance, so he could only jump into Lord Qinglian's small building from the backyard.

Bai Qing seemed to have expected Wenxuan to come, the windows upstairs were not locked at all.

"Young Master Wen."

His composure surprised Wenxuan, "Master Bai knew I was coming?"

"I guess too."

"Since you know I'm coming, you naturally know why I'm here?"

Bai Qing made a gesture of invitation to Wenxuan, and ordered Tong'er to serve tea, "Young Master Wen, is it for the sake of Mr. Yuan?"

"You really know that he went to beat the drums to complain?"

The melancholy on Bai Qing's face flashed past, and then he smiled at Wen Xuan, "I also advised him to protect himself wisely and not let down the wishes of his brothers, sisters and clans, but after all he cared about the brotherhood and refused to stay out of it. I had no choice but to discuss such an idea with him."

Wen Xuan was greatly puzzled, "Yuan Xin's departure will be more dangerous than good, why did Mr. Bai let him do this?"

Bai Qing personally poured tea for Wenxuan and brought it to him, "Does Mr. Wen still remember the day when Hongyi and I met again?"

How could Wenxuan not remember that it was the Nanfeng Pavilion he brought Song Luo to at the beginning, and then he left first in order to chase Fang Muan.

He didn't know anything about Fang Mu'an's Hong Fu, what happened after the emperor and Han Zelai.

"What happened after I left that day?"

Bai Qing smiled lightly, "That night, Nan Yu's emperor came to visit and asked me to make an exception to divination for him."

"Did Mr. Bai make an exception?"

"He is the emperor, how dare I not make an exception."

"Can I ask you boldly, what is the emperor begging Young Master Bai for?"

Bai Qing was silent for a while, and finally answered with downcast eyes, "The Emperor wants me to count his lifespan for him."

As soon as Wen Xuan heard this, he knew that it was not easy, "The emperor is young, why should he count his lifespan?"

Bai Qing looked distressed, as if he had made a lot of determination to tell Wen Xuan the truth, "Mr. Wen is the confidant of the King of Ji, so I shouldn't have revealed the emperor's affairs to you. But now that the Yuan family has been implicated, we I can no longer keep my mouth shut. If I had done my calculations right back then, His Majesty would not live to be 30 years old."

Wenxuan was taken aback, never expecting such a turnaround.

"What is the relationship between the emperor's lifespan and Yuan Xin beating the drum to complain?"

"Yuan Xin has been practicing medicine for many years, and he has treated many dignitaries. Among them, there is a special person, Wang Jin, the head of the palace."

"Oh?"

"Director Wang was infected with smallpox three years ago. The imperial doctors in the palace were helpless. The emperor had no choice but to send him out of the palace. The family of Director Wang found Yuan Xin. Yuan Xin took a radical prescription and rescued Wang Jin by chance. One life."

"Young Master Bai wants to say that Yuan Xin can cure the emperor's illness?"

"Destiny has its own destiny, but there is no cure. With Yuan Xin's medical skills, although the emperor can't live a long life, he can try to prolong his life. Yuan Xin has saved the king's life, and he also has the heart to return Yuan Xin's favor. , but the king's heart is unpredictable, if he recommends rashly, he might get burned, so we need to find a way, no matter how we meet the emperor, he can help him."

Only then did Wenxuan suddenly realize, "The emperor will personally summon those who complain about grievances by rolling the nailboard and knocking on the drum. That's why you asked Yuan Xin to take that kind of risk. He went to see the emperor not to complain for the Yuan family, but to Do you dare to cure the emperor?"

"One is to treat the emperor's illness, and the other is to bribe the emperor."

"What does this mean?"

"Brother Wen is extremely smart, you can figure it out without me going into details. I'm not good at counting, even if I miscalculate the emperor's lifespan, it may not be certain. But now, we really can't think of other ways to save the Yuan family."

Wen Xuan couldn't listen to what he said, and now he just wanted to report this matter to King Ji immediately.

Seeing that he was distracted and didn't answer, Bai Qing had no choice but to say, "If Teacher Meng is here, he will be more accurate than me."

Wen Xuan heard Bai Qing mention Meng Mo, and then he answered with a smile, "My lord has already found Mr. Meng's whereabouts. Song Luo and the princess are married, and my lord will probably bring Mr. Meng to Beijing."

Bai Qing's expression became a little unnatural, "My sister...will she also come to Beijing with the prince?"

Wen Xuan knew that he would be emotionally fluctuated because of his words, but he didn't want to hide it from him, "Liancheng will also go to Beijing, but she may not necessarily meet you."

Bai Qing froze on the spot, he didn't know whether it was disappointment, or he let out a sigh of relief.

Wenxuan had too many things on his mind, and he couldn't wait to deal with it, "Mr. Bai, I'll take my leave first. If something changes in the future, I'll visit again."

Before Bai Qing finished returning the salute, Wen Xuan jumped out of the window and left.

As soon as he left the Nanfeng Hall, he rushed back to the medical hall. Fang Mu'an had already returned, and he seemed very anxious. As soon as he saw him, he took the initiative to pull him to ask Yuan Xin's whereabouts.

Wenxuan took advantage of the chaos and held Fang Muan's hand, "You ran out early in the morning to find someone?"

"Yes."

"Then where did you find it?"

"The stall where we often eat breakfast, Siwai Street, Yuan's mansion, I searched all over but couldn't find the damn one. Where do you think he can go? Will he go to see Bai Qing?"

Wenxuan didn't tell Fang Muan what he just came back from Nanfeng Hall, but only tightened his hand and said, "Promise me that I'm not in a hurry, and I'll tell you the truth."

Fang Muan heard Wenxuan's tone was not friendly, so he hurriedly asked, "What do you know, tell me quickly."

"You promise me first that I'll tell you if you're not in a hurry."

"I am not in a hurry."

"Yuan Xin went to Dali Temple to beat drums early in the morning to express his grievances."

"What?"

Fang Muan jumped on the spot, "Beating the drums to complain? Is he trying to die? His identity is so sensitive, he can't hide from the government, so he ran to find some sense of existence. Just rely on his own strength, let alone save the Yuan family. , tossing to the end, I accidentally tossed myself in."

Wen Xuan grabbed Fang Muan's hands, "Shh, I told you not to worry, just listen to me slowly."

"Okay, you say."

"Yuan Xin was not impulsive. He made a decision after careful consideration. Don't worry about it."

"My task subjects all committed suicide with bombs on their backs, am I not worried?"

"Suicide or self-help, it is still unknown. Maybe after he meets the emperor, the Yuan family's affairs will turn around."

In fact, Wen Xuan knew very well that unless the Emperor shook hands with the King of Ji and reached some kind of agreement, the disaster of the Yuan family would never disappear just because of Yuan Xin alone.

If what Bai Qing said was true, the situation would not be what it is now.

King Ji has another weight in his hand, and the odds of winning are [-]% higher.

Fang Muan didn't know that Wenxuan had thought so far, his mind was full of chaos now, he shook off Wenxuan's hand and went into the room to look for the travel guide.

After fiddling for a long time but failed to come up with a reliable countermeasure, Wen Xuan walked up to him with a smile and said, "Look at that, you might as well look at me."

Fang Muan was also drunk, and it was an imbalance in his heart, "We are using the same set of products, why are you so comfortable?"

"Don't think about relying too much on the machine. You can do what it tells you. After you get the information, you still have to weigh the pros and cons by yourself. Your existence will change the original fate of the task target, such as Song Luo, Duan Hong, and Han. Ze."

Fang Muan was so comforted by him that he almost spat out old blood, "So what are you going to tell me? I can wait for a good harvest even if I don't do anything in this world?"

"Who told you not to do anything, there is one thing you need to do right now."