Dongyin

"Master, the plaque of the National Teacher's Mansion written by the king is about to be delivered to the gate of the mansion, why are you not in a hurry?" The housekeeper anxiously looked at Feihong's loose and boastful Taoist robe, and was very anxious.

"This king is just impatient. Give such a big house to the old Taoist. The old Taoist is a monk..." Feihong lazily got up and looked in the direction of the gate of the mansion. There was a bright cloud hanging in the corner of the sky. I couldn't help laughing, it seems that a noble person is coming today.

"My lord, the one who put the plaque on is Zhang Guogong's eldest son, so you can't be neglected."

"Okay, let's go as an old man." Feihong yawned a long time, and walked towards the door unsteadily.

In front of the gate, there were drums and drums, and there was a lot of celebration, congratulatory people watching the excitement, and the Guoshi Mansion was surrounded by water.Amidst the commotion, only the sound of "National Master is here" was heard, and the crowd immediately quieted down, all of them stretched their necks, wanting to see how immortal this Taoist priest, who can win Liu Cun's favor, looks like.

Feihong crossed the threshold with a three-point smile, only glanced at the red cloth plaque, then bowed to the young man in front of him and said, "This is Mr. Zhang, it's rude not to greet him far away."

"Where is that?" The young man's face turned red, and he hurriedly replied, "It should be the younger generation who salutes you."

"Young Master Zhang, you're being polite." Feihong straightened up slowly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a handsome young man in white staring at him with a vague smile on his lips.Could it be... Feihong was startled, and looked directly at the past, but the young man had already flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

With this in mind, Feihong asked Mr. Zhang to go in and talk.The housekeeper chased after him, and quietly handed over a letter. After Feihong read it, he looked very serious, and after a long silence, he ordered, "Keep the door open tonight. If anyone comes to visit, just bring him to see me."

"Xiao Er, we have booked this inn, hurry up and prepare some good wine and food, and let my brothers outside have a feast."

"You two masters," the little girl came over, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone, "The masters seem to be outsiders. A few days ago, His Royal Highness Chen Wang had just conferred the title of Feihong Guoshi, and there are apprentices everywhere. People. The inns in Jianping City are already full of people, and the price of a room has increased by more than ten times, can you afford it?"

"You..." Long Xiao was about to scold him for being condescending, Wei Ming caught him with a look, took out an ingot of gold and said to the younger brother, "Little brother, it's my little brother who doesn't know the world, give us two rooms Just a good room.”

Xiaoer received the gold, and then rushed to the front to lead the way, and said in his mouth, "Guest officer, you came at the right time, our place happens to be above the two rooms..."

The mistress was still chattering, Long Xiao followed behind Wei Ming, and whispered as he went up the building, "There are mixed fish and dragons here, it's really inconvenient for the young master to live here, it's better to rent a dilapidated private house."

Wei Ming remained silent, and after entering the door, the waiter went out, pouring tea himself, "It's a place where fish and dragons mix, so it's not easy to attract suspicion. Even if there is suspicion, it's not easy for officers and soldiers to arrest people. Good to get away."

"It's still the young master's careful consideration."

Wei Ming didn't answer, just laughed, Long Xiao couldn't help asking why.Wei Ming laughed and said, "I heard people jokingly say two days ago that my resourcefulness and your martial arts are not as good as Zhuang Ji, but now it seems to be true." After speaking, he couldn't stop laughing.

Long Xiao was half sighing and half worried, and said, "It's rare to see the young master so happy, but tonight, the young master really intends to go to Taoist Feihong?"

"Hey, let's not talk about this matter, let's ask someone to bring wine." Wei Ming's tone was a little open-minded, "I've lived half my life, and I haven't been drunk once, so you have to drink with me today."

It was night, the streets were quiet and silent, and the door of the National Teacher's Mansion was still ajar.

"Where is this man..." The old slave who watched the door couldn't help tightening his clothes, rubbing his eyes and looking forward.Unexpectedly, seeing this, he was so frightened that his legs went limp and he sat down on the ground.

Standing outside the door were a few strong men in black, who couldn't see clearly in the night, but the big knife hanging at the door was so bright that it captured people's mind. Watching a heavy platform shoe stepping in steadily.

"Don't be afraid, old man, we are not bad people."

There was a bit of humility in that gentle voice, the old slave took a breath, and boldly looked up, he was actually a handsome and handsome man, he came back to his senses and remembered the housekeeper's order, he hurriedly got up and whispered, "My lord Please come with the villain, the national teacher is here to invite you."

Hearing this, Long Xiao couldn't help staring at Wei Ming in astonishment, but the boulder fell to the ground. It seems that the chances of success in this trip are very high.

Wei Ming remained calm, stopped him outside the door, and walked away.

"Master...Master..." The old slave led him to the door, but refused to go in, just stood there trembling and rubbing his hands.

"Go down!" After a while, a dull voice came from inside.

Wei Ming lifted the door curtain a little, and saw the smoke from the furnace blown by the cold wind at the door. He lightly raised his hand and stepped in, and saw a man with his hands behind his back facing him, meditating on a painting on the wall.

The painting looked extremely old, but it was well preserved. Wei Ming vaguely recognized that the person in the painting was Qingyang, the Taoist priest enshrined by his Wei family for generations.

This person was indeed Hua Xu's fellow apprentice, he walked slowly to the stove, staring at Feihong's back intently.Feihong stood facing the wall for a while, finally turned around, took a rough look at his face, and then turned his head away.This person has an eight-point face resemblance to the late emperor, but he has the demeanor of an emperor, and his charm is far superior to that of the late emperor who knows how many times.The family and the country are dead, but there is still such a prince who has the fortune of the emperor. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse for the world.

Seeing that his expression was weak, Wei Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked to the hall in two or three steps, sat on the seat, and asked, "Feihong, do you know who I am?"

Feihong refused to admit it, and argued, "I'm not a god, how do I know who you are?"

Wei Ming smiled and looked at him, "Master Daoist, you haven't looked at me, so how do you know if you recognize me?"

"Huh..." Feihong snorted coldly, and was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves, "Why does the old man want to know the name of you, a yellow-mouthed person?"

"Feihong!" Wei Ming's face suddenly changed, and he said, "My Wei family has protected your Qingyang disciples for hundreds of years. Now that the country's fortunes have declined, you ungrateful stinky Taoist priests only know how to gain power and make alchemy for pleasure. , since you don’t even listen to your patriarch’s admonition, why do you beg him!!!”

Feihong clenched his fists tightly, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes, he said, "It's Huaxu who makes alchemy for pleasure, not me, Feihong!"

Huaxu?A flash in Wei Ming's mind wondered if this person had any quarrel with Hua Xu, because he said, "In the past few years, Hua Xu has practiced countless alchemy in order to seek longevity, and he may not live long if he is crazy."

"Is that true?" Feihong stared at him suspiciously, and suddenly let out a long laugh, "It's also his blessing that your father gave birth to a son like you... It's a pity that he can't accept this scum from the family with his own hands."

Wei Ming remained silent, Feihong continued, "At that time, your father, the emperor, first came to the throne, coveted the influence of the late master in the court, and frequently issued imperial edicts implying that the late master 'abdicated to the worthy'.

Master knew your father was worried, so he wrote a letter and recommended me to be the teacher of the country.Who knows that your father is unwilling to give up, but chooses talents based on skills to try for the job.The disciples under my master's sect all practice self-cultivation.Only my senior brother Hua Xu, who studies the art of the villain all day long, never changes his evil intentions.He regards himself as a master, but he is not appreciated by his master, so he is resentful.

Knowing that Shengshang intended to take the exam, he bribed the chief examiner, and finally sat on the position of the national teacher.The former master knew his character well, how could he let him harm the world, and repeatedly said that the emperor dismissed him.Fearing that his deeds would be exposed, he falsely testified that his late master had committed the crime of treason against the barbarians, and your father, knowing his crimes, ordered him to die in order to strike down the power of his late master! "

"So that's how it is." Wei Ming pondered deeply, but after all, it was a matter of the past, so he could only sigh, "Father is also ambitious, but it's a pity that one mistake will cause eternal hatred."

"It's a pity that such a foolish king is worthless." Feihong said, "Now that the general situation is over, you have nothing to do with me. You'd better live in peace."

"Since the general situation is gone, why did the Taoist priest come to help Chen Wang?" Wei Ming asked, "Does the Taoist priest think that I am not as good as that Liu Cun?"

"This... is incomparable!"

Wei Ming smiled slightly and said, "There is only one King Chen in this world, but there are tens of thousands of Liu Cun. Daoist, think about it."

Feihong's heart paused, and he didn't realize it when he suddenly realized.

"When the time comes, I will take Hua Xu to apologize for the Taoist priest, and honor the teacher's name."

Two days later, the Chen Dynasty broke up and went back to bed.As soon as he sat down, he listened to the report from the palace man, and the national teacher asked to see him.Liu Cun hurriedly dresses up and invites him here. Feihong changed his usual crazy appearance and bowed down to the high chair in a serious manner.

"How did the national teacher perform such a great ceremony? Could it be that the lonely king neglected you because of his lack of courtesy?" Liu Cun was startled.

"No, it's not." Feihong got up and said, "When I first came to the Chen Kingdom, my words and deeds were arrogant. Fortunately, the king is magnanimous and doesn't care about it. It is really the temperament of the emperor. Although I am a monk, I take the stability of the world as my mission. The birth and entry of the world vary from time to time. Winning the king You must try your best to promote it."

"Okay, okay!" Liu Cun was so excited, he sat down slowly, and then remembered, "Then why is the national teacher here?"

"I recall that a few days ago, Your Majesty asked about the technique of longevity. At that time, I was selfish and didn't tell you anything." Feihong said, "But I have seen that Your Majesty is diligent in government, loving the people, wise and powerful, he must be a virtuous king through the ages..."

"Could it be that the art of longevity really exists in this world?" Liu Cun interrupted, amazed.

"Your minister understands the method of longevity, but in recent years there have been constant wars and lack of medicinal materials, and the longevity pill has not been practiced."

"Is that so?" Liu Cun stared at him suspiciously.

"Your Majesty does not know that it takes 20 years to refine one pill of longevity, and the process is complicated." Feihong said, "But there is still one pill in my hand, which can keep the king's face forever." After finishing speaking, he took a look about.

Liu Cun understood and sent him down.

Feihong presents an ancient wooden box to Liu Cun.

Liu Cun took out the pill, saw nothing special, and said, "This medicine..."

"Your Majesty, you can also wait for the minister to refine the Longevity Pill and take it together."

When he was old in 20 years, Liu Cun looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were benevolent and calm, not to mention that he was a monk, there was no reason to harm him, and he laughed and said, "The medicine of the national teacher, the lonely king will not believe it." In the mouth, drink with tea.

The medicine rolled into his stomach like a flint, Liu Cun was so shocked that he wanted to call someone, but found that his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound at all.He hastily helped the case, wanting to escape, but one hand was not light or heavy on his shoulder.

It's...it's him!Liu Cun's pupils gradually dilated until they froze.

"This kind of thing that ordinary people do is harder than reaching the sky. In the hands of the Taoist priest, it is like a child's play." The tone of the servant's clothes is quite flat.

"Pindao can only do so much, next, His Majesty needs to be careful."

Wei Ming couldn't help but lightly smiled, and said, "I can't do this little thing well, so why do I fight for the world?"

After a stick of incense, Feihong called someone in.

After the eunuchs came in, they always felt strange when they saw that King Chen was wearing a royal robe and a white helmet.

Feihong said, "Your Majesty just took Zhuyan Pill and developed a rash on his face, so he covered it with a helmet."

Everyone knows that Chen Wang loves beauty.The people who served him knew better, and said in a panic, "This...does the king want to teach the imperial physician?"

"No need." Wei Ming imitated Liu Cun's tone.

Everyone murmured in their hearts, what was the origin of the medicine, and even the voice changed, as if it was a different person.