"Xi Zheng learned a method from an ancient book, which is to use living people as medicine. After being tempered by all kinds of poisons, they can be made into medicine people who are emotionless and desireless, and only serve their masters. These medicine people are poisoned all over their bodies. Ordinary people will be poisoned as soon as they come into contact with them. Although they will not die for a while, they will not live long without the master's antidote."
After hearing Fu Yuchi finish speaking, Sun Miao'er's heart skipped a beat. "He used those girls to refine medicine people? Those girls can actually refine medicine people?"
She doesn't believe it; it's absolutely impossible.
“Of course not.” Fu Yuchi sneered. “Who knows where he heard this method from? He only knows how, but not why. He dares to use such a half-baked method. He’s really insane. I have traveled around for many years and heard many rumors about medicine people, but I have never heard of the claim that a woman can be used to make medicine people.”
Once the emperor believes it, he will inevitably think it is feasible, but it will only cause suffering for those girls.
Sun Miao'er couldn't help but feel a chill. "Because he holds a high position, he can't do such a thing openly. Besides, all the women in the capital are precious, and if even one is missing, it will attract attention. So he set his sights on the remote Yingzhou. Here, no matter how many girls are lost, no one will notice."
"Even if it is discovered, no one will associate such a thing with the ruler of a country."
Fu Yuchi crumpled the letter into a ball. “It’s not just Yingzhou. There are probably several Yingzhou in the territory of the Great Shang. The fact that he hasn’t stopped yet means that he hasn’t mastered it. Based on my understanding of him, he will keep trying.”
"So, who wrote this letter to Master?" Sun Miao'er finally asked.
Fu Yuchi frankly said, "It's Xi Yan, the rumored Prince Wei who intends to rebel. He's trying to win me over under the pretext of avenging the Fu family and clearing their name."
"Master, you didn't agree to his request?" Sun Miao'er asked, puzzled. This was clearly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so why didn't her master agree? If they wanted to overthrow the current emperor, this was probably the only way.
If you walk this path well, you will achieve great success and fame; if you walk it poorly, you will become a traitor and die a gruesome death.
Fu Yuchi thought for a long time, and when he opened his palm, the paper had turned into a pile of crumbs. "I didn't want to agree before because my father, my brother, my mother, and Uncle Zhong's last wish was for me to live well."
“I’m afraid I won’t walk this path well and will let them down.”
He was unwilling to give up without seeking revenge, and with such a great opportunity right in front of him, who wouldn't want to take a chance?
Sun Miao'er placed her hand on his shoulder and whispered, "Go, Master. I believe in you. You can do it. Keep going down this path."
She wanted to unlock the shackles binding him, stand firmly behind him, and tell him that he could do whatever he wanted.
Anyone can do what they want.
If one has a single thought in one's heart, one will surely act upon it.
Don't betray the trust you have in yourself.
"Should I go?" Fu Yuchi muttered to himself. "Let's go."
He then gave himself an answer.
"You won't see me for a while, Miao'er." Fu Yuchi was reluctant to leave. He couldn't bear to part with Miao'er, and he couldn't bear to leave that remote and impoverished little village. Once he left, there wouldn't even be a doctor left in the village.
Sun Miao'er had never been so certain before. "I definitely have to go. Don't worry, the medical skills I learned from my master are sufficient. Treating the villagers' illnesses won't be a problem. It's just that I need to study more about delivering piglets and lambs."
"It's good that you're willing to study hard; I'm just afraid you won't put your heart into it." Fu Yuchi tapped her head affectionately.
Sun Miao'er didn't voice her reluctance to part aloud, but instead asked him in a different way, "When are you leaving?"
If she could wait until they returned to Fushui Village, that would be the best. She still owed her master a few meals and wanted to eat with Xiao Ning when she returned home. There were still many things she hadn't done.
"Xi Yan hopes I will set off immediately." He said this with the intention of waiting for her response, his eyes always seeming to be hoping for something.
Sun Miao'er was taken aback. Setting off that very day was a bit rushed. She didn't even have time to cook him another meal. Her master seemed refined, but he was actually a glutton. If she missed this meal, she didn't know when they would meet again.
"Then let's eat before we go." Sun Miao'er forced a smile, a smile she herself knew was strained.
But they still hoped that their master could do what he wanted to do; they each had their own paths to follow.
"Granny, I'd like to borrow the kitchen." Sun Miao'er asked the old woman in charge of the Wei family for permission to borrow the kitchen. She had been too embarrassed to ask before, but she had finally mustered up the courage today.
When the old woman saw that it was Sun Miao'er, she couldn't stop smiling. "Miss Sun, you're a favorite of our master now. There's no need for you to cook yourself. Just tell the servants what you want to eat."
"No, I want to cook myself." She declined the old woman's offer; this meal was a farewell feast for her master, and she had to do it herself.
The Wei family's kitchen was very large, and it had all kinds of delicacies. Things that were rare in the village before were no longer a rarity here.
She was now in a dilemma. What should she make? Her master loved so many things to eat, and it seemed that everything she made would please him.
In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she brought Fu Yuchi a bowl of noodles. The broth was clear, with some scallions floating on top, emitting steam and smelling delicious. "Clear broth noodles, have a taste."
"You're leaving and you've made me this vegetarian meal?" Fu Yuchi joked, holding his chopsticks, but his eyes were filled with joy. No matter what it was, as long as it was made by Xiao Miao'er, it couldn't be too bad.
Sun Miao'er looked down at him, slightly embarrassed and annoyed, and said reproachfully, "Do something simple so you won't forget it. What if Master becomes successful and doesn't want to come back? Xiao Ning and Xiao Man are still waiting for you to teach them to read!"
"Okay, okay, then when I get back, you can make your specialty again." Fu Yuchi said, taking a couple of bites of noodles, which tasted exactly the same as when she first ate at the Sun family's house.
Sun Miao'er rested her chin on her hand and quietly watched him eat noodles. After a while, she said in a very slow voice, "The broth is made with pork. Although it is a clear soup noodle, it is not bland. I also specially fried mushrooms to enhance the flavor. I remember that Master seems to like mushrooms."
"Mm." After saying that, he finished his noodles and even drank a couple of sips of soup. "I'll remember this taste."
When Fu Yuchi left the Wei family, the Wei family gave him a horse, which was requested by Sun Miao'er and Wei Rongchang.
The first time Sun Miao'er saw him riding a horse, he was elegant and refined, as if he were not an ordinary person. If the Fu family had not fallen on hard times, her master would have been like this.
I hope they will all be well when I see them again.
She secretly left a note in the saddle, and also left one for herself.
Parting is also a reunion.
These words were spoken to his master, but also to himself.
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