Chapter 77 Chapter 77 is the only authentic version...
Gu Zhizhuo chuckled.
She was very clear in her mind and knew that the thunder was directed at her.
The survival of Prime Minister Song meant that there would be no chaos in the court. Even if Xie Jing was given the task of disaster relief later, he would not be able to enter the Eastern Palace simply because of disaster relief.
If Xie Jing cannot become the crown prince, Ji Nan Ke will also not be able to become the crown princess, which is obviously against the will of heaven.
Therefore, whether it was thunder in broad daylight or severe heart pain, they were all warnings from heaven to her.
It was just like in the Throne Room, but this time it was obviously more severe.
"You know that man's death was destiny?"
Wuweizi refers to the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty.
Gu Zhizhuo said solemnly, "I know."
Wuweizi's wise eyes stared at her closely.
So, she knew it well, but was still willing to take the risk.
"To save people?"
"no."
Gu Zhizhuo knew that he was definitely not the kind of person who would risk his own life to save others.
"Master, I want to defy fate and change my destiny."
She said these words without hesitation.
In her memory, she once said to her master that she wanted to "defy fate and change her destiny." Her master said...
"Heaven's will cannot be violated."
Just like now.
"Master."
Gu Zhizhuo smiled happily, with a hint of joy dancing between his eyebrows.
She pointed out the window. On the street, people were still discussing the thunder that had struck them in broad daylight. There was a clamor and a commotion. They looked up at the cloudless blue sky, pointing anxiously.
Her voice was powerful and resonant: "It's between me and the Way of Heaven. Either I am shattered to pieces, or it does what I want."
"I will never compromise."
The result of following the will of heaven is the destruction of the family.
Even if his soul were destroyed, Gu Zhizhuo would never suffer the heart-wrenching pain of his previous life again.
"Idiot."
Wuweizi sighed slightly and met her calm and fearless gaze.
Whether in terms of talent or nature, this little disciple who fell from the sky is a unique one.
It's just this stubborn temper.
Gu Zhizhuo was extremely nervous. In her previous life, her master had told her more than once that she was too stubborn and would be killed sooner or later.
"You idiot, if I don't care about you, you will be killed sooner or later."
Gu Zhizhuo's eyes lit up instantly, as if there were stars twinkling in his eyes.
In her previous life, she became a disciple at the age of eighteen, followed her master into the secular world to practice at the age of twenty, and left her master at the age of twenty-one to go to the capital, stirring up trouble, and she never saw him again after that.
"Master."
Gu Zhizhuo smiled brightly. She helped Wuweizi sit down on the armchair by the window, then took a step back, knelt down properly, and kowtowed three times.
"Disciple greets Master."
Xie Yingchen was still taking medicine and could not drink tea, so his tea bowl had not been used.
He filled the cup of tea with his own hands and handed it to Gu Zhizhuo.
Gu Zhizhuo held the tea bowl in both hands and handed it over, his face full of expectation.
Wuweizi raised his hand to take it, took a sip, and formally accepted the relationship between master and disciple.
"Good disciple, get up quickly."
Wuweizi helped her up, stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Perhaps our relationship as master and disciple was destined in our past life."
Gu Zhizhuo pursed her lips, smiling sweetly, her eyes filled with trust. She made no secret of her feelings, and Wuweizi knew at a glance that she must have known the origins of their master-disciple bond.
She didn't say it, so, she can't say it?
Wuweizi has practiced Taoism for many years, so he naturally understands what it means that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, and what it means that a single move can affect the entire body.
If she didn't tell him, he wouldn't ask.
In short, this is the little disciple I accepted, my last disciple.
Wuweizi touched his sleeve pocket. He had not thought about taking in a disciple on this trip, and did not bring any presents. He simply gave her a bottle of the pill she had just eaten.
Although it is said to be a bottle, there are actually only eight pills left in it.
"Thank you, Master."
Gu Zhizhuo is a connoisseur. She recognizes this elixir and can use it to save her life when her life is hanging by a thread.
The young master had eaten it in his previous life. He ate a whole pot and lived two more years.
However, it is very difficult to refine, and one furnace can only produce nine.
Gu Zhizhuo turned to Xie Yingchen with the small porcelain bottle in his hand and smiled, saying quietly, "Master gave it to us. We'll each have half."
She had no intention of avoiding Wuwei Zi. Wuwei Zi stroked his white beard, smiled and said nothing.
Xie Yingchen nodded with a smile. He moved two round stools over, let Gu Zhizhuo sit down first, and added tea to Wuweizi's tea bowl.
"My surname is Xie, and my given name is Yingchen."
Xie Yingchen bowed formally in greeting.
After sitting down, he immediately asked, "Master, what will happen if you defy fate?"
Xie Yingchen heard clearly what Gu Zhizhuo and Wuweizi said just now.
After briefly organizing his thoughts, he came to a clear conclusion that Gu Zhizhuo was going against the will of heaven, and that was why he was warned by heaven.
Thinking of her face as pale as paper, Xie Yingchen found it difficult to remain calm.
Xie Yingchen squeezed her hand and asked, "What will happen to her?" There was a slight tremor in his tone that he didn't even notice.
"Your life span is short."
Wuweizi said these words solemnly.
Gu Zhizhuo looked calm.
Xie Yingchen placed one hand on the back of her hand, and clenched the other hand hanging by his side into a fist, his nails digging deep into the palm of his hand, using the pain to distract himself from the anxiety in his heart.
Wuweizi continued: "Even the soul is scattered."
Xie Yingchen's Adam's apple moved, and he asked with difficulty, "Is there any way to resolve this?"
He never imagined that the path she was taking would be so difficult.
He asked eagerly, "What if I could share the burden with her?"
"It will damage your lifespan, so we'll each take half."
"If your soul is scattered, I can give you half of it."
"Sir." Gu Zhizhuo pulled his sleeve and said with pursed lips, "I don't want it."
For the first time, Xie Yingchen ignored her and just kept asking, "Master, is there any way to resolve this?"
Wuweizi: "..."
Whatever, she was his disciple, how could he just watch her run around recklessly and lose her mind?
Wuweizi took out the counting chips and told a fortune.
He then asked Xie Yingchen to give him his hand and feel Taisu's pulse.
He, the little disciple who fell from the sky, could no longer see the direction of his destiny.
Even Chen'er was the same. Their fates were tightly intertwined. They lived and died together, their souls connected.
In her repeated attempts to defy fate, she abruptly changed the trajectory of destiny.
The fact that there is now an additional Emperor Star is most likely the result of her forced interference.
No wonder Tiandao couldn't help but want to kill her.
Wuweizi said: "The way of heaven is fair."
"If you decide to take this path, then you will have no choice but to become the child of destiny."
"Redetermine destiny."
Forehead?
Gu Zhizhuo blinked, not understanding.
She repeated, "Redetermine destiny?"
"Heaven's will is reversed, what punishment or blessing is there?" (Note 1)
Wuweizi paused for a moment after he finished speaking and looked at Xie Yingchen: "Destiny is by no means immutable. The variables are in your hands."
"I?"
There was a hint of smile in Wuweizi's deep eyes.
"The emperor on earth receives the mandate of heaven to rule the world."
The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and Wuweizi can only mention it briefly.
Now that the two imperial stars are competing, his disciple and Chen'er are deeply bound together, and their fates are linked.
As long as Chen'er can take the right position, the way of heaven will redefine destiny.
"Fool, this is your only chance of survival."
Gu Zhizhuo lowered her eyes slightly. Her master had never told her these things in her previous life.
Is it because it was too late in the previous life?
When she met her master, the young master was already at the end of his strength and there was no way to save him. He didn't have much time left to live.
And Ji Nan Ke became the Crown Princess, the outcome was set.
Xie Yingchen lowered his eyes and thought silently. He held her hand tightly in his palm, feeling her body temperature.
Is the Imperial Palace in the right position?
Can!
He applied a little force to his palm. Gu Zhizhuo turned around and looked at him, a bright smile spreading across his face, like ice and snow melting and flowers blooming all over the mountains, gently soothing his slightly restless mood.
“Master…”
"girl."
Qingmei knocked on the door outside, interrupting Xie Yingchen before he finished speaking.
Gu Zhizhuo said, "You say."
"Qiong Fang is here. She said the Third Madam is having a difficult labor and is in a very bad condition. She asked if you could go back and see her right away."
What? !
Gu Zhizhuo was startled and stood up suddenly.
Angel...
In the previous life, the present was too chaotic. My grandmother had discussed with the whole family and asked my pregnant third aunt and third uncle to divorce. If the Gu family was safe, they could come back later. If the Gu family was convicted, at least they could be saved.
Third Aunt agreed with tears for the sake of her child, and An Ge was born in Third Aunt's family.
So definitely not this month!
"Master, could you come with me to take a look?"
She is not good at handling difficult births.
Wuweizi nodded: "Okay."
Xie Yingchen opened the partition door. Qiongfang was standing anxiously outside. Without the excitement to watch, the theatergoers who had gathered in the corridor had long since left. The shopkeeper personally came to greet them, warmly led them downstairs, and asked, "Would you like me to prepare a carriage?"
"No."
Gu Zhizhuo shook his head and hurried downstairs.
Their carriage was parked below.
The shopkeeper's face was all smiles, and he whispered to Qingmei, who was at the end of the group, "The master already knows."
Qingmei had a blank expression on her face.
She actually wanted to say it, but there was no need to say it so quietly. The girl knew her background best, and even Gongzi Chen should know it clearly.
She is probably the first spy in the world to be treated like this.
Gu Zhizhuo was eager to ride a horse, but since her master was there, she followed him in the carriage and waved to Qiongfang to come up as well.
"Qiong Fang, what's going on?"
Qiongfang gathered her thoughts and said hurriedly, "This morning, a maid came to the Anguo Mansion. She came to see the Third Madam and said that the Anguo Duke had fallen ill because of the matter of the Crown Prince." She added, "It was the Crown Prince of the Anguo Mansion."
After Emperor Taizu established the Daqi Dynasty, he conferred titles on three states according to their merits, with the Duke of Zhenguo at the top, followed by the Duke of Anguo and the Duke of Weiguo.
The Duke of Anguo's surname was Lu. While following Emperor Taizu in his campaigns, he was seriously injured in order to save Emperor Taizu. He had only one daughter, Lu Jiao. Emperor Taizu specially ordered Lu Jiao to inherit the title and marry a son-in-law to inherit the Duke's Mansion.
The late emperor also treated the Anguogong Mansion with kindness. After Lu Jiao gave birth to a son and a daughter, her son was made Crown Prince, and her daughter, Lu Jinrong, was given the title of Princess Pingjia. Later, Lu Jinrong fell in love with Gu Baibai at first sight and begged the late emperor for a marriage, marrying into the Zhenguogong Mansion.
The current Prince of Anguo is Lu's brother, who married the eldest princess Zhaoyang.
Qiongfang found it difficult to speak.
Although the girl was in charge of the household, she did not place spies in the second and third rooms.
When she first learned that the third wife had given birth prematurely, Qiongfang was not worried. The mansion had already prepared several midwives and wet nurses, and even invited two doctors to live in the mansion to serve them.
Who knew that the child couldn't be born and the third wife was not in good condition either.
The girl was not in the house. When Qiongfang heard about it, she hurried over to check and accidentally heard the third lady's companion angrily scolding Princess Zhaoyang.
Qiongfang considered her words carefully and said, "Princess Zhaoyang caused a huge uproar in the city just because of Qingyi. It's really embarrassing..."
Everyone in the capital now knows that Princess Zhaoyang and Admiral Gong are fighting over Qingyi. Today it goes to one of them, tomorrow it goes to the other, and the fight has gotten so intense that all the gambling houses in the capital have started placing bets.
"Prince Lu was truly embarrassed and determined to divorce Princess Zhaoyang. Princess Zhaoyang was enraged and openly brought her concubine and the actress she kept at the farm to the Duke of Anguo's residence. The Duke of Anguo was so angry that he collapsed. The imperial physician said he had suffered a stroke."
"In a fit of rage, Prince Lu drew his sword and stabbed the princess. He is now kneeling outside Shuntian Gate. No one in the palace is willing to take charge of the situation, so the old nanny had no choice but to rush to the Third Madam for advice. Unexpectedly, the Third Madam was so anxious that she twisted her foot when she stood up and fell."
This fall was bad immediately.
Qiongfang saw that the Third Madam was breathing out more than breathing in, and that basins of blood were pouring out. The midwife and the doctor were shaking their heads and sighing, saying that neither the adult nor the child might be saved.
She hurried out to find Gu Zhizhuo.
"Princess Zhaoyang again?!"
Gu Zhizhuo was extremely angry.
In his previous life, at least Third Aunt and An Ge'er could have been spared. However, after the Gu family was convicted, Zhaoyang had An Ge'er thrown out, saying that Lu Jinrong could divorce and return, but An Ge'er was the blood of the Gu family and could not be tolerated. To protect his daughter and grandson, Duke An Guo fell out with Zhaoyang and was pushed off the waterside pavilion by Zhaoyang.
Duke Anguo was about the same age as my grandmother and became paralyzed after the fall. However, the emperor condoned the incident and accused the Duke Anguo's family of mistreating the princess. He also ordered people to take away An Ge'er, who was not even a month old, and put him in prison.
Third Aunt did not want to implicate her mother any further. She had been reluctant to leave her Third Uncle and Nan Nan, so she tore up the divorce papers and took An Ge'er to the imperial prison.
"Evil spirit!"
Gu Zhizhuo grew increasingly angry as he pondered this. He turned to Xie Yingchen and asked, "What the hell are they doing? That man in blue is a man, right? Why do Princess Zhaoyang and Admiral Gong both want him?"
She didn't quite understand.
She knew about the rape of women, as it was common in operas; she had never seen the rape of men, but she had heard of the practice of seizing a husband through a public notice. But she didn't quite understand the situation with Princess Zhaoyang and Gong Hai. She hadn't figured it out when someone asked her to place a bet just now.
"It doesn't matter." Xie Yingchen said lightly.
If she hears too much dirty stuff, it will only dirty her ears.
What the young master said was true. No matter who was robbing whom, Third Aunt's safety was the most important thing right now. Gu Zhizhuo lifted the carriage curtain and looked out, his heart burning with anxiety.
As soon as she returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, she couldn't wait to jump off the carriage.
"Sir, please do as you please."
"Master, this way."
Wuweizi held the whisk on his arm and followed her inside.
Gu Zhizhuo walked very fast, while Wuweizi seemed to be walking neither fast nor slow, but he did not fall behind at all, and his steps were light and graceful.
Gu Zhizhuo took him directly to the courtyard of the third room. The whole courtyard was noisy. Gu Zhinan was standing in the main room wiping her tears. When she saw Gu Zhizhuo, she seemed to have a backbone and rushed towards her with a scream.
"Big sister, big sister! My mother, there's so much blood..."
The Madam had also arrived and was sitting uneasily. When she saw Gu Zhizhuo return, she was about to speak when she saw an old Taoist priest with an extraordinary demeanor and a sage-like appearance. She quickly stood up to greet him, bowing and saying, "Master. Master, are you here to see my daughter-in-law?"
She thought that Gu Zhizhuo had specially invited a Taoist doctor over.
"I'd like to go check on the person. Is that convenient?"
Mrs. Lu was giving birth, so it was not convenient for men to enter. Even though Wuweizi was eighty-two years old and a monk, some people would still mind it very much.
The lady didn't care about these things at all. Compared with life, nothing was important and there was nothing to be shy about.
If the lady had not been in the way and had been persuaded to come out, she would have left long ago.
"Thank you, Master!" the Lady said repeatedly, "Please come this way."
"Don't be afraid, Nannan."
Gu Zhizhuo comforted her cousin and asked the lady not to follow, then led Wuweizi inside. After a few steps, a bloody smell came to her nose. A woman came out hurriedly with a basin of blood, and greeted her hurriedly when she saw her coming.
Gu Baibai was guarding the room, almost dazed. He didn't even notice Gu Zhizhuo coming in until Gu Zhizhuo called him softly. He suddenly came to his senses. When he turned around, his face was covered with tears.
"Master, who are you?"
"I am a poor Taoist."
Wuwei Zi flicked his silver-white whisk and walked over, his wide Taoist robe fluttering with his movements.
As the saying goes, nine out of ten people are doctors, and Gu Zhizhuo brought them here. Gu Baibai knew that he was here to save people, so she quickly pushed her wheelchair to the side.
The maids were startled when they saw this and were about to put up a screen when Gu Baibai shouted without thinking, "What do you need a screen for? Saving people is more important. Get out of here."
The maids hesitantly removed the screen, revealing Lu's lifeless face.
Lu, who was always lively and cheerful, had a pale face, breathed out more than breathed in, and only her long eyelashes were still trembling slightly. Gu Zhizhuo pulled her wrist out from under the quilt. After Wuwei Zi took her pulse, he took out a talisman and stuck it on Lu's forehead.
He raised his sleeves, put his two fingers together, pointed his fingertips at her forehead, and his sleeves fluttered.
He chanted to himself, "Heaven and earth have been separated, the five thunders have begun to split. The three origins are in order, the eight trigrams are formed..." (Note 2)
Gu Baibai could hear what he was saying, but didn't understand what he meant.
Gu Zhizhuo explained softly, "Third uncle, this is Zhuyou."
Zhuyou is a method of curing diseases through spells and prayers.
Third Aunt didn't have a serious internal organ disease; she simply lost her strength and fainted, which led to a difficult labor. Using incantations is much faster than acupuncture.
Gu Baibai had a wide range of interests and had naturally heard of Zhu You, but this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.
After reciting a string of incantations, Wei Wuzi placed his finger on the talisman on Lu's forehead and quickly drew a talisman with his fingertips.
His eyes were profound and detached, his face expressionless, and he suddenly shouted, "Wake up."
Lu shuddered and suddenly opened his eyes.
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