Honghuang on the tip of the tongue

The appearance of Yuan Shi caused another commotion. Knowing that this was the "Uncle Master" of Rong Ze and his party, and that he was the one who subdued the scourge of Zang Ye, the king was very excited and warmly invited this powerful fairy to join him. His "nephews" went to the palace as guests.

Yuan Shi didn't make a sound, but silently looked at Rong Ze.

"Your Majesty's kind invitation, there's no reason to refuse." Under the moonlight, Rong Ze smiled calmly, making it hard to look away.

In fact, before that, after Rong Ze rescued Princess Yuying, the king learned that they lived in the dilapidated Wufu Posthouse, so he proposed to take them back to live in the palace.

But at that time, Rong Ze guessed that the Western Church would definitely take action, and living in the palace would not be easy to lure snakes out of their holes, so he declined the invitation.

Now, the conspiracy of the Western religion has been exposed, Zang Ye has been executed, and the crisis has been resolved, so naturally there is no need to stay in the ruined Wufu Posthouse.

"Wait a minute." Before everyone left, Rong Ze suddenly thought of something, stopped and looked around, as if looking for something.

He frowned slightly, and asked Fei Yi: "Fei Yi, did you see the old man?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a hearty smile: "Young man, this old man is here."

The crowd parted like a tide, General Yu Ting supported the old man in the post house who couldn't tell how old he was, and appeared.

The king was startled and said, "So Xianjun knows the old general?"

A flash of astonishment flashed in Rong Ze's eyes, and then he figured out the joint, and smiled: "So it's the old general."

The last bit of doubt left in my heart was finally answered.

"Ting'er, this young man is much smarter than you." The old general said to Yu Ting with a straight face.

Yu Ting smiled. This general in the battlefield, who made the enemy fearful, was docile and well-behaved in front of his old father. He said gently: "Yes, you are right, the younger generation is awesome."

Rong Ze said to the old general: "Old general, you have taught a good son."

Both sides laughed.

"Aze, what charades were you playing just now?" Fei Yi couldn't help asking Rong Ze on the way into the palace.

Rong Ze inspired him: "Who arranged for us to live in the Wufu Posthouse at first?"

"General Yu Ting." Speaking of this, Fei Yi was a little embarrassed.

When he first checked into the Wufu Posthouse, he complained for a while, thinking that Yu Ting was deliberately making things difficult for them, so he arranged such a shabby place for them.It was later discovered that, apart from the Wufu Inn, there was no inn in the whole city willing to take them in.

Rong Ze nodded: "The general made this arrangement, one is because we have special identities, and we are afraid that no one will dare to take us in. The other is that we want the old general to remind us that Western religions are weird."

"So, the general has already noticed that there is a ghost in the Western religion?" Fei Yi suddenly realized.

Rong Ze said: "I think the general is just suspicious, but he can't produce any evidence."

Otherwise, there is no need to wait for them, Yu Ting will do it himself.

"Anyway, this time is considered a good ending. Thanks to Aze, you are well prepared, otherwise this time you will really let those bastards from the Western Sect get away with it." Fei Yi patted Rong Ze's shoulder affectionately, and turned his head It happened to meet Shang Yuanshi's deep eyes.

"..." For some reason, my back felt a little cold.

He laughed dryly: "Hey, I'll go to the back to see if those brats are following."

After finishing speaking, I put oil on my feet and slipped away.

Rong Ze met Yuan Shi's gaze, and pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Tianzun, I made you laugh."

"No, you handled it very well." Yuan Shi's voice was low and magnetic, like a clear spring flowing over a stream stone in autumn.

When Rong Ze heard this, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and he nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

He once heard Huang Long say that Yuan Shi did not praise others easily, and it was not easy to get a word of praise from him.

He was elated, thinking, I can brag about this bull for the rest of my life!

But when he thought about the cause of the whole incident, he couldn't help but feel depressed and let out a soft sigh.

Yuan Shi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Rong Ze responded casually, "Western religion."

Yuan Shi: "..."

Rong Ze came back to his senses and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to defect to the Western religion. I was thinking that Zang Ye took advantage of the disaster of wild beasts to fish in troubled waters and took the opportunity to develop believers in Yuminuo to make money. He must not be the only one People’s ideas. I’m worried that, apart from the Yumin Kingdom, the influence of the Western religion has penetrated into many places in the prehistoric world.”

Yuan Shi squinted his eyes: "You continue."

Rong Ze worried: "If the Western religion can really save people, it's fine, but looking at Zang Ye's behavior, you can see that they are all greedy and shameless people, if they don't meet their needs, I'm afraid they won't give up at that time. "

The murder of Princess Yuzakura illustrates this point.

If it is said that the disaster of the beast horde is a sudden disaster, then the Western religion is like a gangrene, which is stubborn and hard to get rid of. It is difficult to say which is more serious.

Yuan Shi nodded.

As the old opponent who received Zhunti, he knew better than Rong Ze that the other party had no lower limit.It's not surprising that the Western churches took advantage of the beast tide to play tricks secretly, but it would be surprising if they didn't do anything.

Seeing that Rong Ze was frowning, Yuan Shi subconsciously raised his hand, paused in mid-air, and then slowly put it down.

He said: "Don't worry too much, this matter has been resolved."

Rong Ze's eyes widened, and he was so excited that he broke his voice: "What way?"

Yuan Shi: "The third brother has researched a drug that can prevent madness."

Rong Ze: "!!!"

***

In the quiet afternoon, the firewood burns slowly in the hearth, occasionally making a slight crackling sound, which makes the surrounding environment more and more quiet, even the wind is stagnant, and a drowsy atmosphere is brewing in the air.

A pair of boots painted with cloud patterns and crane shadows fell to the ground without disturbing anyone.

The owner of the boot walked in step by step, and the toe of the boot stopped in front of a chair with a back.

It was an innocent and peaceful sleeping face, the sun was covering the face, and the long eyelashes cast moon-like shadows under the eyes.

The moist lips are slightly pursed, with the innocence of a child, and the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, as if dreaming a sweet dream.

The sun seemed to fall into those deep smoky purple eyes, stirring up a rare tenderness.

The little cook who helped the kitchen didn't know where he went, Yuan Shi couldn't bear to wake Rong Ze up, so he walked to the edge of the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and stirred it with a wooden spoon.

The rice porridge that has been simmered for a long time has a strange aroma, which is the taste of mixing a variety of medicinal materials.

After staying by Rong Ze's side for a long time, even Fei Yi has been trained to cook a few simple dishes, let alone Yuan Shi.

He saw that the fire was getting smaller and smaller. It turned out that the firewood in the furnace was about to burn out.He was about to add some more, but when he heard a low cry, his heart trembled heavily, and he rushed out without thinking.

"Many, thank you." Rong Ze was still in shock, holding onto something tightly with both hands.Subtle to the touch.

Taking a closer look, two clouds of fire instantly burned on his cheeks, his heartbeat soared, and his sleepiness disappeared.

He was so frightened that he immediately straightened up, and in the process of retreating, he suddenly got caught in the chair and almost fell backwards.

Yuan Shi's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He put his palm on his shoulder and gently tugged in his direction.

As a result, the fire cloud spread rapidly like a prairie fire, from forehead to toe.

Rong Ze hurriedly got up from Yuan Shi's arms, his scalp tingling with embarrassment, the feeling was comparable to massaging his scalp with a head grabber.

"..."

The kitchen helper who went out to carry firewood appeared at this time. Seeing that Rong Ze was awake, he raised his voice and said, "Rong Xianjun, you are awake, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Rong Ze thought to himself, he also hoped that he could sleep a little longer, at least he would not have to face such an embarrassing situation.

He didn't dare to look at Yuan Shi, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen helper: "I'll help you."

"No, no, you just need to rest, you don't need to do these rough jobs." The kitchen assistant looked flattered, and hurriedly put down the firewood, for fear of bumping into the weak-looking fairy in front of him.

Only then did he see Yuan Shi who was standing aside and was almost hidden in the shadows, and said in a loud voice: "Xianjun, does this Xianjun need you for something? Then you go, I am here."

Rong Ze: "..."

He bit the bullet and turned to Yuan Shi, and said dryly, "Master, what can you do for me?"

Yuan Shi looked at him meaningfully and said, "Well, come with me."

Rong Ze anxiously followed Yuan Shi to a pavilion in the imperial garden.

The sky is clear and there is no one around, it is a good time to talk about love... Pooh talk.

Blown by the wind, the heat on Rong Ze's face gradually dissipated. Seeing Yuan Shi's serious expression, he straightened his expression, and said carefully: "Tianzun, what you want to say is——"

He waited for a long time, until his calves were twisted, and finally Yuan Shi said, "Your family has been found."

"boom!"

Rong Ze seemed to hear something exploding in his ears, and his mind went blank.

His lips trembled so badly that for a long time he couldn't make a single sound, not even a meaningless syllable.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt his lips moving, but his voice was extremely distant, as if it came from outside the sky.

"Where is it?" Just uttering these two words exhausted all his strength.

Yuan Shi sighed faintly and said, "Heavenly Court, they are in Heavenly Court."

"Rong Ze, you are the youngest son of the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Empress, and also the little prince of the Heavenly Court."

Regarding this result, Yuan Shi had already guessed after seeing Rong Ze's swaddling cloth, but he was not completely sure at the time, and he didn't dare to make a statement, so he concealed it for the time being.

Later, when he met Yingzhao by chance, Yuanshi asked the general to investigate the disappearance of the little prince for him in private.

Yingzhao lived up to expectations. Although the incident on the day of his disappearance had been completely sealed off by the Emperor of Heaven, he still found some minor incidents.

For example, that swaddle is exclusive to the little prince.

For another example, the little prince has a birthmark on his left wrist.

……

All the details point to one answer: Rong Ze is the little prince who disappeared back then.

The breeze blows across the lake, causing ripples.

Along with the wind, there was a distant horn, which instantly dispersed the sticky air.

The black and thick eyelashes trembled heavily, and Rong Ze suddenly came back to his senses: "It's time to give the porridge."

Tong Tian has developed a prescription that can prevent madness, while Rong Ze is ingenious, cooking the medicinal materials and rice together, and the medicinal porridge can not only fill the stomach, but also reduce the chance of contracting "madness" to a large extent.

These days, they stay in the country of Yumin and pass this craft on to the local people.In this way, even without the blackmailing protection of the Western religion, they can somewhat protect themselves.

It is an eternal truth that it is better to ask others than to ask yourself.

After this ordeal, the Yumin Kingdom was hit hard, and many people were displaced because of this. Their homes and fields were occupied by Western Christians, and their hard-earned livelihoods fed the stomachs of Western Christians.

Fortunately, the conspiracy of the Western Church was exposed in time. Although the king of Yuminguo was a little confused, he still had a heart of benevolence.He regretted it and ordered the opening of the national treasury for disaster relief.

The gold, silver and jewels adorning Western temples were removed and replaced with rice and quilts, but the towers of the gods were still kept in order to wake up future generations, keep their eyes open, and not repeat the same mistakes.

When the sun was about to set, it was the twice-a-day soup time, and the sound of the horn they heard was the signal.

Rong Ze put aside the heavy news of finding his family for the time being, and was about to rush to the direction of the kitchen, fearing that he would not be able to catch up with the big team if it was too late.

"Hiss." He took a deep breath, only to realize that his legs were numb, as if there were thin needles piercing his flesh, which was not very pleasant.

Seeing this, Yuan Shi quietly patted him on the shoulder.

Rong Ze suddenly felt a warm current spread among his limbs, instantly eliminating all discomfort.

The feeling of numbness seemed to transfer to his heart, and some kind of subtle emotion secretly grew.

The location of the porridge is in the temples left by the Western religion. Of course, these buildings are no longer temples, but shelters for refugees.

But they don't live for free.According to Rong Ze's proposal, except for the elderly, young children, or certain disabled patients, those young and middle-aged people with hands and feet were all arranged to work within their ability, and exchanged labor for remuneration.

The porridge is still served in a big wooden barrel, but the porridge inside is no longer just muddy water and pitiful grains.

The medicinal porridge was so smooth and thick that it wouldn't fall over even with chopsticks inserted.

The rice grains and concoction blend with each other, and the taste is sticky.Because some rock sugar is added to the porridge, the sweet taste conceals the bitterness brought by the medicinal materials themselves, and there is also the fragrance of rice, which makes the taste rich and long.

The homeless refugees finished their day's work and lined up neatly, with soldiers responsible for maintaining order beside them, but no one was arguing.Everyone received their own medicinal porridge and two light cakes as a gift, so they found a place to sit down, drank the porridge and ate the cakes quietly, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Among the crowd, Rong Ze found the little girl from before.The girl was sitting next to an old man, with two neat knots on her head, wearing brand-new clothes, her cheeks were plump, and she was as red as a doll in a New Year picture.

"Big brother!" The girl also saw Rong Ze and waved to him excitedly.

Rong Ze stepped forward with a smile, picked her up, and weighed her, feeling a little heavier. "Big brother, this is my grandma." The girl introduced, and looked curiously at Yuan Shi who was standing behind him.

She thought, this big brother is so serious.

Rong Ze did not neglect the other party just because he was a child, and solemnly introduced to her: "This is my uncle."

Yuan Shi heard the words and nodded to her cooperatively.

The girl seemed a little shy, and hid her face behind Rongze's neck.

"Thank you Xianjun for saving us." The girl's grandmother leaned on a cane and bent over tremblingly.

Not so long ago, she lay on the tattered bedding where maggots squirmed, thinking she was dying.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that her young granddaughter will not be able to survive without care.

One day, when things turned around, someone transferred them here, and invited a medical officer to see her. She had food and drink, and a tile to cover her head. Her life was better than when her son and daughter-in-law were alive.

Later, she heard that such a good day was brought about by the gods of Chanjiao.

The old man has no property, so he can only express his gratitude with practical actions.

"Grandma, don't do this." Rong Ze was taken aback, and frantically stopped the old man from kneeling.

Not wanting the people around to see this, they put down their bowls and chopsticks one after another and knelt down one after another.

"Thank you Xianjun for saving your life!"

"The villain is willing to enshrine the tablet of Xianjun forever."

These people had a happy life, but they became refugees due to the oppression of Western religion.It was Rong Ze who led the teaching disciples to drive away the Western religion, and they were all grateful to him.

Rong Ze was at a loss, he could stop an old woman, but he couldn't stop so many people present, so he looked at Yuan Shi for help.

Yuan Shi looked pale and waved his sleeves. Everyone was pressed down by a force and couldn't kneel down.

Rong Ze breathed a sigh of relief, cleared his throat, and said, "I can understand everyone's feelings, but I also want to say a few words from my heart."

"I hope everyone can understand that there is no eternal savior in this world. If you want to live a good life, you can only rely on yourself in the end. What you have now is what you deserve. You don't have to thank anyone or bow to anyone. You I have to thank myself, thank myself for my hard work, thank myself..."

Yuan Shi raised his eyebrows.

Even for him who is well-informed, Rong Ze's words are very fresh.

"Everything in this world has its own duties. You don't have to belittle yourself, and you can't be arrogant just because you are born noble and powerful. Protecting the prehistoric creatures is the mission of the 'fairy' in your mouth. We didn't do it well before, so that some people People who cheated on their hearts took advantage of it, and if they really want to care about it, it shouldn't be you thanking us, but we should apologize to you."

With that said, Rong Ze put the little girl down, bent down, and bowed deeply to the people.

The audience was silent, and after a few seconds, there was thunderous applause.

He turned his head, bumped into Yuan Shi's deep eyes, and pursed his lips in embarrassment.

He was a little too excited just now, I don't know if his words and deeds are a bit ridiculous in the eyes of Tianzun.

As if guessing what was on his mind, Yuan Shi moved his lips and said, "That's right."

Rong Ze was taken aback for a moment, the corners of his mouth responded one step ahead of his brain, and couldn't stop rising.

"Thank you, Tianzun."

The author has something to say: Rong Ze: The red scarf on his chest is more colorful!

When it comes to medicinal food, my stewed chicken, duck and goose soup always likes to put some Chinese herbal medicines without seasoning, which made me not like to drink these poultry soups when I was young:(