Rebirth of Buddhism

After Fu Zhiyu left the imperial garden, he immediately asked people to inquire about Xie Ke.

This is not a secret, after all, the matter of selecting the imperial guards is a major matter in the palace, it's just that he doesn't go out very much recently and doesn't care about these matters.

The palace people moved very quickly, and by the time Fu Zhiyu arrived at Liuli Palace, the news had already been inquired.

It turned out that Xie Ke's selection as the Imperial Guard had something to do with him.

Because of the ice lake incident, the queen mother said at the time that she would reward him. Saving the prince was considered meritorious service, and it was normal for him to be promoted to a half-job.

In his previous life, Xie Ke declined the reward when the emperor asked him. He only said that it was his duty to save the prince, and he wanted to get the reward by relying on his true talents and learning. talent.

In the military test not long after, Xie Ke won the first place with a huge advantage, and became the No.1 of the younger generation. He brought it up in his hand, and contributed a lot to his securing the throne, so he was overjoyed on the spot, and he was promoted to be a fourth-rank captain. For a 19-year-old boy, he was already on the rise.

Now the imperial guards are also the fourth grade, the meaning is quite different.

Although there is a meaning in it that the emperor rewarded him for this life-saving matter, this time he was deliberately included in the candidates for consideration, but the imperial guards are much better than the captain, and the examinations are extremely strict. Even Xie Lin's son-in-law, Xie Ke's half-brothers all fell in the last round and were not selected.Although Fu Zhiyu felt that this was nothing to Xie Ke, he was obviously much more anxious this time than last time.

Fu Zhiyu didn't know what he wanted to do, but felt that this person seemed to pay special attention to her, that look...

He couldn't tell what it meant, he just felt that his mood was extremely complicated.

Fu Zhiyu frowned, he still hadn't forgotten why he came back in a hurry, after entering the gate of his palace, he shunned the palace people away.

There are many silver needles for poison testing in the Liuli Palace. He tested his clothes, saliva, contact with water, etc., and finally confirmed that there were problems of varying degrees.

My own blood is the most obvious. The silver needle reacted quickly and turned red all at once. Compared with the tea I drank, it was not so special. The silver needle was buried in it for a long time before I could see a little change. The trend of red, after several times of trial and error, the silver needle also produced a different change, as if it had been polished, and it was much brighter than other silver needles that had not been tried.

But he also knows in his heart that the method of silver needle detection is relatively backward, simple and single, and the situation of turning red has never happened before. The means of this world are limited, and it is still impossible to determine what is wrong.

Fu Zhiyu walked a few steps in the room, then thought of something again, squeezed a drop of blood into the teacup, and then poured it all into the small pot of flowers placed by the window.

This was just delivered by the Ministry of Internal Affairs yesterday, and it has grown very well in winter, but it’s been really cold recently, and the leaves are a little shaken when you look closely, I’m afraid they will have to replace them with new ones today.

But when he poured this glass of water, the flower seemed to be dyed with some vitality in an instant, like magic, and the slightly yellowed leaves looked at the bottom gradually changed, and after a while, it completely changed. It has become what it was when it was first delivered, verdant and pleasing to the eye.

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

Doesn't look like a bad thing?

The Lord God said to himself that each world is just a pile of data, so strictly speaking, each world cannot be explained by materialism, such as a flower in a world without supernatural powers that suddenly becomes It is normal to become a stone, but there is a small error in the data during daily operation, which will be repaired soon.

The main god has his own set of operating rules, so it seems that Fu Zhiyu's bug is very strange, it can't be repaired, and it can't be cleared. At first, the main god suspected whether he had a virus that would infect other data, and isolated him for a while, but at that time I couldn't find a way to test him, and the other data in the world of "Ming Liu Qing Shi" at that time did not have such a big change in personality, so I let it go.

But it didn't exist then, doesn't mean it doesn't exist now.

The Lord God said before that he had mutated, and now Fu Zhiyu has every reason to suspect that he really produced some infectious virus because of the mutation.

It's just that this "virus" is not necessarily bad, just like the potted flower in front of me, it seems to be getting better.

Fu Zhiyu didn't do anything with the potted flower, but told the palace servants that there is no need to replace it with a new one, and don't move it away, just keep it where it is.

He spent more than a day observing it, and he saw that the longer the flower was, the better it was. The sudden improvement in vitality was not his illusion, nor was it a flashback.

When he woke up the next morning, he saw that the flower had sprouted a few small pink buds, like small grains of rice, huddled in a pile of green leaves.

Caimei, the maid beside the concubine, came to make the bed for him. She was lively and thankful, and she couldn't help but said when she saw this: "It's really strange, this winter flower

It's growing so well, it looks like it's about to bloom, master, do you want to move some of it in?It was warm in the room. "

"No need," Fu Zhiyu waved his hand, "Just put it there."

More than half of his conjecture has been verified, and he is in a good mood, but apart from this, Fu Zhiyu also wants to know if there are any other changes in himself.

Although most of his illnesses were faked before, he was also weakened by Chen Taiyi's gold needles for a long time, and he has only fully recovered his strength in the past few days.

Fu Zhiyu tried it last night, feeling a little bit depressed. He looked on the shelf in the study, took a pen down at random, and caught it between his index finger and middle finger. Then he exerted a little force, and the pen holder snapped silently. on the rug at his feet.

When he tried it last night, he realized that he could easily break off the carved wooden lion on the head of the bed. Although he pushed it back with guilt, the crumbling lion stared at him with angry eyes, reminding him Changes do happen.

After several experiments, Fu Zhiyu felt that this power could be completely controlled by himself, and there should be no chance of missing it. The reason why he didn't find it in the past few days was because he didn't try it.

In his previous life, he practiced martial arts and went to the battlefield, but he didn't have such strength back then.This time he used this serious illness as an excuse, only saying that his body is not good enough, which means to the outside world that he will not practice martial arts, anyway, he will never show his hair.

It's not bad to have this ability now.

Fu Zhiyu was thinking, while lowering his body to pick up the two pieces of pens that fell on the ground, while thinking, the discovery of his mutation would not have any impact on his original plan, but made him feel more confident .

He agreed to protect his mother and concubine, and he does not plan to fight for power, but at least he must have the ability to guarantee the bottom line. Although Emperor Qing Yuan is partial, no one dares to sin against the Liuli Palace, but Fu Zhiyu knows that the old emperor will not last for a few years up.

At that time, he didn't think that the prince and his concubine would easily let him and his mother go, and it was not as easy as they said to find a chance to escape.

Being low-key doesn't mean doing nothing. Only by learning to plan for a rainy day can he get the long-term ordinary life he wants.

Do the math, it's about this time.

Fu Zhiyu looked at the sky outside, and thought silently in his heart, after his concubine mother and concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine imperial concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine concubine is consecrated, it is time for him to go out of the palace, Xie Ke's appointment is second, he has more important things to do.

The author has something to say: Setting up the service plot, this is an unscientific data world.Congratulations Xiaoyu, turned into a benign (?) virus