Dugu Sheng listened quietly, thinking along with his father's words, and felt that he was really lucky.
Dugu Jie suddenly asked, "The year I chose my adopted son, there were twenty-three male children among the royal family. Do you know why I chose you?"
Dugu Sheng shook his head in confusion.
This is also the reason why Dugu Sheng has never been able to figure it out.
As a child, he was not the smartest, nor the best-looking or the most clever, but that year the Emperor chose him, and even his biological father, the Third Prince, praised him for his good fortune.
Dugu Jie looked at Dugu Sheng's face and said, "Your cheek contours are most like me, and your eyes are most like hers."
Dugu Sheng was shocked!
Dugu Jie murmured, "If she and I had a child, it would probably look like you."
Dugu Sheng felt so upset that he couldn't speak. "Father, you..." Dugu Sheng asked uncomfortably, "After all these years, you still can't let go of General Nangong?"
"Let go?" Dugu Jie looked up at the bright sky above him and sighed wistfully, "I've never had her, so how can I let her go?"
Only when you have owned someone, you are qualified to let go of that person.
In his situation, he is not qualified to talk about letting go.
"My son, your master risked his life to protect the beautiful land of the Luo Dynasty. You need to help me take care of it. I have some things to investigate. This time, please don't keep me here."
Dugu Sheng knew his father had made up his mind, so he stopped trying to persuade him to stay. He simply said, "I hope your father will be able to fulfill his wish this time."
Dugu Jie mounted his horse and stared down at Dugu Sheng. He said, "I named you Dugu Sheng because I hope you can achieve far more than I did. Sheng'er, you can govern a country with your literary skills and quell rebellions with your military prowess. Don't let me and your master down!"
After saying this, Dugu Jie turned his horse around and rode away.
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After leaving the palace, Dugu Jie wandered around and arrived at Jiangling, where he found the small county town where the great doctor Zhou was living in seclusion.
At that time, Dr. Zhou had passed away, and his young disciple Zhou Chuan opened a clinic in Jiangling.
That day, Zhou Chuan was sorting medicinal herbs behind the clinic's stall. When he noticed someone entering the clinic, he looked up and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
After saying this, Zhou Chuan was surprised when he saw the person clearly. When Zhou Chuan was in his teens, he had entered the palace with his master and had the honor of meeting the emperor.
Even though His Majesty has shown signs of old age, his appearance has not changed much from his youth.
Zhou Chuan recognized Dugu Jie's identity, and his expression changed drastically. He was about to kneel down and kowtow. Dugu Jie quickly waved his hand and said, "No need for such formalities. Stand still and I will ask you a question."
Zhou Chuan then hung his hands in front of his chest and waited honestly and respectfully for Dugu Jie to ask questions.
Dugu Jie looked around the clinic and saw a crooked handwritten sticker hanging on one of the walls. It read:
I hope that no medicine will bring happiness; I am self-reliant and do not deceive. I hope that no one in the world is sick, even if the medicine on the shelf is covered in dust. Peace is the world, hahahaha.
Dugu Jie finished reading this and laughed. "Your master's handwriting was a mess of scribbles until his death. It was quite sloppy."
Zhou Chuan's face flushed, but he still had to bite the bullet and save some face for his master. "Master, he can't see anything, so it's amazing that he can write."
"You really admire your master." Unlike Mo Liansheng, who is such an ungrateful person.
Dugu Jie asked Zhou Chuan to make a bowl of herbal tea and drank it. He put the bowl aside, sat on a wooden chair, and said to Zhou Chuan: "Your master is so good at predicting things. Did he guess that I would come? Did he leave any message for you?"
Zhou Chuan laughed helplessly, "The Emperor is indeed a smart man."
Zhou Chuan entered the inner chamber, took out an envelope, and handed it to Dugu Jie. He told Dugu Jie, "Your Majesty, before my master died, he told me to take good care of this letter, saying he would personally deliver it to you. At the time, I thought my master was lying, but I still followed his instructions and kept the letter safe, hoping to one day deliver it to your Majesty."
"The Emperor is here today. I will hand this letter to the Emperor, and that will be the fulfillment of Master's last wish." Zhou Chuan breathed a sigh of relief after completing the last hospital for Master.
Dugu Jie said: "Dr. Zhou is a truly kind-hearted doctor. He understands me and knows that I will come." Dugu Jie always thinks about Dr. Zhou and will not feel at ease unless he comes to see him.
After taking the Fengchun Pill, Dugu Jie became suspicious of its ingredients. Could such a miraculous beast truly exist in this world? If so, why didn't it appear sooner or later, but only when he was critically ill?
Mo Liansheng is a man of bad intentions, and Dugu Jie has never trusted Mo Liansheng.
Mo Liansheng was petty and jealous. Dugu Jie had poisoned her with a bowl of poison, so she should have hated him.
Mo Liansheng would be kind enough to save him, but Dugu Jie didn't believe he was so kind-hearted.
After bidding farewell to Zhou Chuan, Dugu Jie returned to his temporary residence with the letter. He opened the letter and saw the crooked handwriting of Dr. Zhou.
Your Majesty, by the time you read this letter, I will no longer be here. However, there is something I have kept in my heart, and I will not be able to rest in peace until I tell Your Majesty.
That day, in the palace, Mo Liansheng brought the Fengchun Pills to treat His Majesty. At that moment, I noticed that the scent of the Fengchun Pills was somewhat peculiar and familiar. Later, I finally discovered that the scent of the Fengchun Pills was exactly the same as the medicinal scent of General Nangong!
I doubt that there are any magical beasts in this world. The so-called magical beast heart that can flesh and bones and revive the dead is just a hoax. The real magical beast is most likely General Nangong!
In order to verify the facts, I went to see Mo Liansheng. When that kid saw that the truth was revealed, he stabbed me to death and deliberately framed me, ruining my reputation.
Your Majesty, I know that you and General Nangong are deeply in love. I am afraid that you will be heartbroken after knowing the truth, so I have been waiting for a suitable opportunity to tell Your Majesty about this.
Mo Liansheng has evil intentions and practices evil ways. I beg Your Majesty to execute that beast on my behalf!
After reading the letter, Dugu Jie's face turned pale.
He put down the letter, stood up, opened the door and walked into the yard. He knelt on his knees, leaned against a crabapple tree and vomited violently.
Unable to vomit, he pressed his hands against his throat. However, even if he vomited everything in his stomach, he still couldn't vomit out what he really wanted to vomit out.
Dugu Jie vomited violently, then raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the sky above his head with hatred.
Mo Liansheng!
When Dugu Jie learned the truth, he developed a heart disease and fell seriously ill.
The illness came like a mountain, and Dugu Jie almost died, but was saved by Zhou Chuan. Dugu Jie did not want to live, and no one could save him.
He bid farewell to Zhou Chuan, left Jiangling, and went to Shu alone.
Even if he dies, he will kill that beast Mo Liansheng!
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