Honghuang on the tip of the tongue

"Aze, what's the result?"

"Immortal, how is my daughter?"

Rong Ze walked out of the princess' bedroom, all eyes were on him, and he asked questions in a hurry.

Zang Ye pouted, disdainful in her heart.

In all fairness, he doesn't think that teaching is much better than Western teachings. Even the "Great Mercy Sutra" can only temporarily suppress the mania. This unknown ascetic only entered for a quarter of an hour. Could it solve the problem?

That's what he said, but when he saw the faint smile on Rong Ze's face, his heart skipped a beat, his face was pretending to be calm, but his ears were pricked up.

Rong Ze's eyebrows were curved, and what he said was also very gratifying.He said that the princess was cured, but her body was still relatively weak and she needed rest.

The king and his wife were ecstatic, immediately lifted up their robes and strode into the hall.

How can this be?

Zang Ye was stunned for a moment, and was about to catch up to find out, but was stopped by Fei Yi.

"Brother Zang Yexian, didn't you listen to my junior brother, the princess is weak and needs to rest, it's not good for you to disturb her like in the past, right?" Fei Yi smiled half a smile.

Zang Ye was choked by him and had nothing to say, wishing to smash his face with a punch.But thinking that he was in Yumin King's Palace, and there were so many believers watching around him, he could only force himself to calm down, took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and said:

"Brother Xian is right, it's because of my brother's lack of consideration."

"It doesn't matter, if you know a mistake, you can correct it, there is nothing good about it." Fei Yi waved his hand and said with a smile.

Zang Ye: "..."

Sure enough, as the master and ancestor said, the disciples of the three religions are scoundrels!

In Luoying Palace, the king's family hugged each other and wept.

The princess didn't remember how she became "ill". According to her recollection, she just fell asleep and woke up like this.

"Has the princess ever met anyone before going to bed? What has she touched or eaten?"

The princess recognized that the young man in front of her was the doctor who had saved her life, two smears of red rose on her cheeks, lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "My little girl has never met outsiders, only the maid Yun'er once brought a bowl of milk. "

Rong Ze frowned slightly: there is still half of the bowl of milk left, he checked it, everything is normal.

As for that maid, Yun'er, she has a simple and honest face, not like a traitor.Besides, he had asked Fei Yi to ask her with a heart-pounding technique to make sure she was fine.

He didn't believe it was an accident.

The princess lives in a deep palace, guarded by countless guards, how could she be easily infected with madness?

He suddenly caught a glimpse of something and stopped in his tracks.

"What is this?" He pointed to the two shallow scratches on the back of the princess's hand and asked.

"Oh, this, my daughter was walking in the garden yesterday, and a sparrow flew over. My daughter teased it, but she accidentally scratched it with its claws." The princess retracted her hands into her sleeves, like a child who has done something bad, but said with great embarrassment.

She felt that the skin was just a little bit broken, and she didn't even bleed. She just washed it and didn't call the imperial doctor to see it.

"Ying'er, why didn't you tell the queen about this?" The queen scolded.

The king also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, how distressed the father, queen and queen should be."

Princess Yu Ying stuck out her tongue. She was afraid that her father and queen mother would make a fuss when they learned about it, and maybe they wouldn't let her go to the garden, so she deliberately concealed it.

Rong Ze looked at the family enjoying themselves happily, and a look of admiration flashed in his eyes.

This kind of family happiness is what he has dreamed of all his life.

He collected himself and said, "That's it."

"It was the sparrow that made the princess 'crazy'."

***

When they came, they were still unknown pawns from "paganism".When he left, he became the hero who saved the princess.

Amid the sound of gongs and drums, Fei Yi couldn't help asking: "Aze, since the king invited us to live in the palace, why didn't you agree?"

Even if the conditions in the palace were not good, it would be good to be angry with that Zangye.Thinking of Zang Ye's face as black as the bottom of a pot, Fei Yi felt extremely happy.

Rong Ze smiled slightly, and sold a lawsuit: "You will know after tonight."

Fei Yi shrugged: Alright, anyway, Aze is so smart, he won't suffer.

In the Wufu Inn, the old man who couldn't tell how old he was was still basking in the sun, as if he didn't hear the thundering sound of gongs and drums, he didn't even open his eyes, and said lazily: "Is everything busy?"

Rong Ze responded with a smile, and asked again: "By the way, old man, we plan to have a good meal tonight, do you want to come together?"

***

An adult mallard resembles a rooster, but is more than twice the size of an ordinary rooster. The meat is tender and tender, and it is perfect for a large plate chicken.

Boil a pot of hot water on the stove, press Fu's head on the table, find the right angle with the polished kitchen knife, raise the knife with your hand and drop it, and a neat fracture is split at the neck.

Use a basin to catch the bloody water, then immerse it in boiling water to scald and pluck the hair.

Use scissors to cut open the belly of the mallard, clean out the internal organs, chop them into small pieces according to their parts, and put them aside for later use.

Peel and cut the potatoes into pieces, cut the green peppers into sections, and prepare the onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings.

Heat the oil in a pan, add a little rock sugar to boil until the sugar color is formed, add the cut pork belly and stir-fry for color, continue to add seasonings and stir-fry.

Put the potatoes in the pot, simmer on a low heat, and when the potatoes are soft, add green peppers and stir fry for a while, then they can be out of the pot.

"Don't move, I'll help you!" Fei Yi took the spatula graciously, holding the big plate in one hand, with the attitude of a chef.

Rong Ze raised his eyebrows. He knew his plan well and didn't expose it. He patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Fei Yi said happily.

Seeing that Rong Ze didn't pay attention, he quickly picked up a piece of potato and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fluffy potato was full of the soup, soft and chewy, and when he bit it down, the broth exploded in his mouth, making him shiver involuntarily, and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Ah, his admiration for Aze has deepened!

Wash the big pot and put it on the stove again. After the oil pan is heated, sauté the shallots, ginger and garlic, add the chopped vegetables and meat and stir-fry, and finally add the seasoning and water and simmer until cooked.

Take another pot of water to boil, pull finger-sized particles from the waken dough, and press and roll with your thumb.

After the water is boiled, pour the mochi into the boil and remove, drain the water, add it to the side dishes, and continue to boil for half a cup of tea.When the sesame has fully absorbed the taste of the vegetable soup, turn off the heat.

In the yard, a simple grill has been set up.

The marinated earthen leg meat on bamboo skewers is neatly arranged on the grill, grilled by charcoal fire, sprinkled with cumin, chili noodles and other seasonings, and the aroma can float far away.

Before you know it, night falls.

In the shadows of the night, the sound of swallowing saliva came and went.

"Master, when are we going to wait?" Someone asked with a sad face.

The smell of the roasted meat is really fragrant, constantly irritating the nose and stomach, it is simply an unbearable torture.

"Keep waiting until they leave."

"But what if they don't leave all night?" Someone asked soulfully.

"...Then come back tomorrow night!" Zang Ye's tone was obviously full of anger, and the rest of the people were afraid of making him suffer, so they didn't dare to speak out again.

He clenched his back molars tightly, pinching his knuckles until they deformed.

If it hadn't been for Chanjiao's cross-cutting, his plan should have been successful, instead of not only falling short, but also losing face in front of the king as it is now.

As long as he thinks of the king's indifference to him and his enthusiasm for Rong Ze, he can hardly control himself.

He made up his mind that this time, he must teach these miscellaneous teachings a lesson, so that the king can see the strength of the Western teaching.Only in this way can Master's plan succeed...

Over there, the West taught a group of people to smell the fragrance and drink the cold wind, and felt lonely after eating.The courtyard at this end was a different scene of excitement.

The table was put together, and it was filled with all kinds of Northwest dishes, big plates of fufu, stewed sesame food, hand-picked rice, noodles with fish and fish...

The meat is fresh and tender, and the pasta is firm and springy, the vegetarian dishes are refreshing and delicious, and the desserts are delicate and soft.

The joyful emotions spread quickly on everyone's faces, accompanied by the release of delicious and rich dishes.

Such an occasion, how can there be no good wine to add to the fun?

The wine is monkey wine from Penglai Island. It is mellow, sweet, and long-lasting.

The stamina is not small.

Under the clear moonlight, the yard is full of young men, all drunk.

Fei Yi seemed to hold a good amount of alcohol, at least for now he was standing still, but his footsteps were a bit flimsy and he couldn't walk in a straight line.

He staggered over crookedly, grabbed Rong Ze's shoulder, and said vaguely, "Ah Ze, we, let's have another drink."

As the chef, Rong Ze didn't drink any wine, he held onto Fei Yi dumbfoundedly, and before he had time to dissuade him, the latter raised his head and drank the fine wine in the jug in one gulp.

Then fell down instantly.

Facing the drunk man in this courtyard, Rong Ze couldn't help but laugh.

Transferring them to the bedroom was an almost impossible project. After thinking about it, he simply returned to the post house, brought quilts, and covered them one by one.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and it didn't know when the fog started. When he walked into the courtyard with the last quilt in his arms, there was already a fog in front of him, and he couldn't tell the direction one meter away.

He frowned and said to himself: "This fog is really big enough."

The quilt was made of Flying Wings. He still remembered that guy was sleeping not far away, and he planned to fumble all the way there, but he tripped halfway.

He was tripped immediately, fortunately there was a quilt under his body, the pain was not painful, but...

There seemed to be something under the quilt, soft, thin and long.

The drowsiness was instantly dispelled, he jumped up, and was about to call for help when he heard the sound of Liwu breaking the wind behind him.

Before he could react, something wrapped around his ankle immediately, the smooth and cold touch gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Only then did he realize that under the mist, there were many pairs of blood-red eyes floating in the air.

Fierce, crazy.

***

Inside Lingxiao Palace, the atmosphere was quiet and eerie.

It is rare for the Sanqing brothers to get together, but they have no intention of reminiscing about the old days.Daode Tianzun was silent, Yuanshi Tianzun had a cloud of black air lingering between his brows, and even the most playful and gag Tongtian leader on weekdays, his face was covered with a layer of seriousness.

The only one who can make the three great saints show such expressions is probably only Zixiao Palace, which is far away from the 33rd heaven——

Not long ago, Zixiao Palace was briefly opened, and Hongjun's voice came from inside, saying that he wanted to see Sanqing.

Since the outbreak of the beast horde, Zixiao Palace has kept its gates tightly closed, no one knows what is going on inside, but when such a sudden occurrence happened, the Heavenly Emperor did not dare to be negligent, so he immediately informed Sanqing.

However, when Sanqing arrived at Zixiao Palace, the door was closed.No matter how they greeted them, the palace door was always closed, as if there was no one inside.

The Heavenly Emperor looked left and right, cleared his throat, and broke the silence: "Perhaps the Taoist ancestor is in retreat, so he can't respond for a while."

Even he himself didn't believe what he said.

Since Hongjun planned to retreat, why did he suddenly ask to see Sanqing?

This matter was weird from the beginning to the end. Could it be that the team of heavenly soldiers and generals stationed outside Zixiao Palace collectively had hallucinations?

Tongtian and Emperor Tian were discussing how to meet Hongjun, while Yuanshi stood silently aside, as if his mind was too far away.

He was thinking, he had been away for a few days, and he didn't know what happened to Rong Ze who was far away in Yu Minguo, and there was no movement in the golden flower seal, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

But why does he always feel a little restless?

"Second brother, you have something on your mind." Daode Tianzun suddenly walked up to him with a firm tone.

Yuan Shi's heart was shocked, he suddenly came back to his senses, his lips parted: "Brother, I..."

"You don't have to explain to me," Daode said meaningfully, pointing to his chest, "you just need to explain to it."

Yuan Shi was silent, and slowly clenched his fingers hidden in his wide sleeves.

Over there, Emperor Tian and Tongtian are still discussing a solution.

Right now, the prehistoric world is in turmoil, and both Heavenly Court and the Three Sects are busy, so it is impossible for San Qing to waste time waiting.

However, Hongjun's matter is not a trivial matter. If something goes wrong, the impact will be devastating.

In the end, Daode Tianzun took the initiative to say that he could stay and stay outside Zixiao Palace, so that if Hongjun had any news, at least he would be informed as soon as possible.

Although Daode Tianzun is the founder of Renjiao, he has not been in charge of it in recent years. The affairs of the teaching have been handed over to his disciple Xuandu. Whether he is there or not has little influence.

When Daode Tianzun said so, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Shi cast a grateful look at his eldest brother, and the latter returned him a mysterious smile.

Because he was thinking about Rong Ze, Yuan Shi left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the Nantian Gate, his spiritual knowledge vibrated, which was a reminder of new news.

After seeing the words on it clearly, his expression changed, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around resolutely, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

The author has something to say: However, the moral god has already seen through everything.jpg

"Shan Hai Jing Xi Shan Jing": "Two hundred miles to the west, it is called Lutai Mountain. There are many white jades on it, and many silvers on the bottom. There are many cattle, sheep, and white horses. There are birds, which are shaped like roosters. It has a human face, and its name is Fufu, and it sings by itself, and if you see it, you will have soldiers."

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