Chapter 279 Fu Xuanheng is curious about the rumors about the Southern Li Kingdom's Imperial Master and the Emperor
From then on, Shen Yunyue had a little fangirl apprentice.
This girl not only became very talented in medical skills after following her, but also learned Shen Yunyue's arrogant behavior.
After giving Madam Mo acupuncture, Shen Yunyue asked her to go back and rest.
She went back to her home storeroom to look for herbs.
Mo Youting did not go back to rest, but followed Shen Yunyue, carefully noting down her medication and dosage.
Shen Yunyue was very happy to see her full of enthusiasm, and handed her two medical books.
"First, read these two books thoroughly before you learn from me."
Mo Youting took the book and said with a frown:
"Okay. Cousin, I'm going back to read first."
After saying that, he ran out with the book.
Shen Yunyue smiled dimple-like and shook her head, saying, "This girl is suitable for studying medicine."
Mu Ya took the medicine that Shen Yunyue had picked up and looked at it carefully. Then she said:
"Young Madam, this is for Old Madam Mo. This one is for Madam Mo, right?"
Shen Yunyue nodded, "Not bad."
Fu Xuanheng received a secret letter from Shen Yunyue. He looked at the gourd on the tree that Shen Yunyue mentioned in his mind and couldn't help but feel curious.
"Yingfeng, have you found out who the Lord those two were talking about?"
Yingfeng fell from outside and turned over to come in through the window.
He clasped his hands together and said:
"Master, there are no clues at the moment."
"Well. I'm going to visit the Imperial Master's residence tonight to find out what he has to say." Fu Xuanheng knew a little about the Imperial Master of Nanli Kingdom. He knew that this man was not someone who would disregard the lives of the people of the world.
"Master, it's too dangerous. The State Master of Nanli Kingdom is skilled in evil magic." Yingfeng frowned, "Let me go first."
Fu Xuanheng gently twisted the pouch on his waist belt, raised his eyes and said calmly:
"It would only backfire if you went."
Ying Feng moved his lips, but in the end, he said nothing. He knew that no one could change Fu Xuanheng's decision unless Shen Yunyue was here.
At night.
The moonlight was dim, and Fu Xuanheng was dressed in a dark tights. Only his figure could be vaguely distinguished, but his face could not be seen.
His men had already scouted the residence of the Nanli Kingdom's national teacher.
An Er and others led away the national teacher's secret guards.
He jumped up and down a few times to avoid the remaining guards and found the room of the Grand Master.
A deep voice sounded from inside:
"Since you're here, why not come in and have a cup of tea? I take it this friend isn't just here to see me, is he?"
Fu Xuanheng knew that the Imperial Master already knew that he was outside.
Ever since he opened up his tendons and meridians in space, Fu Xuanheng's breath holding ability has almost reached the point where there is no fluctuation at all.
He pushed the door open and went in.
The Imperial Preceptor was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe and a jade crown on his head. His figure was as straight and upright as a pine or bamboo, and his face was as calm as the bright moon and the gentle breeze.
He sat on a chair, holding a teacup in his hand.
Seeing Fu Xuanheng coming in, he swung the teacup in his hand towards Fu Xuanheng's face.
Fu Xuanheng did not move. He raised one hand and used his internal force to return the teacup.
"I've heard that the national teacher of Nanli Kingdom is a tea lover. How can I, Fu, take away someone's favorite tea?" After returning the teacup, Fu Xuanheng sat down on the chair opposite him.
"Hahaha. The young prince of the Great Zhou is truly formidable."
"Hmph, I'm just an ordinary citizen of the Great Zhou. I can't bear the title of a young prince." Fu Xuanheng sat on the chair with ease.
There was no fear in the look on the Imperial Master's face.
The Imperial Master picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Fu Xuanheng, saying in a deep voice:
"Master Fu, the Emperor Star of the Great Zhou is weak, but the Purple Star in the southwest has the aura of an Emperor Star. This cup of tea is for the future Emperor Star of the Great Zhou."
Fu Xuanheng took the teacup and took a sip.
He did not deny his words. He was the one who wanted to return to the capital to seize the throne, so naturally he did not care about other people's divinations.
"Nanshan Red. It's a pity that it lacks a certain charm. I think I bought it from the Ruijunwang Villa."
He took out a tea bag from his pocket and threw it to the Imperial Master, "How about trying my Nanshan Red?"
Imperial Master: ... "Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?"
"I'm not afraid. If I were afraid, I wouldn't push the door open and jump out the window instead." Fu Xuanheng played with the teacup in his hand, looked at the Imperial Master's face and chuckled.
The Imperial Master laughed heartily.
He knew that Fu Xuanheng had no ill will towards him. "I wonder what brings you here, Master Fu?"
Fu Xuanheng's face turned cold, and he summarized what he heard last night in a few simple sentences in a bad tone.
The Imperial Master's face darkened, "Impossible."
"Master, are you afraid to investigate? Or are you the Lord they are talking about? If so, I, Fu, will never let you off easily." Fu Xuanheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
It was as if he was going to be cut into pieces.
The Imperial Master ignored Fu Xuanheng and started to tell fortunes with a few copper coins.
All I could see was fire, and those who were plagued by the plague or those who were not affected by the plague were screaming in the flames.
He slowly closed his eyes.
"Mr. Fu, do you know the faces of those two people?" He no longer denied Fu Xuanheng's statement, but his hexagram did not allow him to infer who they were.
All we know is that this person is related to the royal family of Nanli Kingdom.
The imperial teacher believed that this person was not the emperor.
"Of course I know. Judging from their tone, they seem to be people who know you."
The Imperial Master stood up and took Fu Xuanheng to his study. The Imperial Master's guards looked at each other in confusion.
Where did this person come from?
One of them looked gloomy. They had to accept the punishment. The Imperial Master turned his head indifferently and said coldly:
"It's normal that you didn't find any trace of him. You don't need to be punished this time."
Guards: ...This is more discouraging than a fine.
Fu Xuanheng raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the tree in the distance. Then he withdrew his gaze and went into the study with the Imperial Master.
The imperial master ground it himself.
Fu Xuanheng drew the portrait with just a few strokes, but the Imperial Master frowned tightly.
"Mushan?! He is not an old man, but such a young Mr. Fu." The national teacher stared at the portrait closely, ignoring who the person in the portrait was.
Instead, he murmured to himself:
"No wonder Mu Shan's paintings in his early and later years have such different styles. It turns out they weren't created by the same artist at all."
Fu Xuanheng glared at him unhappily, "Master. You're focusing on the wrong thing. You should be telling me who the person in the painting is."
After hearing Fu Xuanheng's words, the Imperial Master regained his composure.
Sharp voice:
"Someone come."
Someone came in from the doorway, "Master Imperial Master, what are your instructions?"
"Go find out who is in the painting?"
The guard stretched his head to take a look, then looked at it carefully several times. He rubbed his eyes as if he didn't quite believe it.
"This is Lord Zhou, the younger brother of Lord Zhou, the commander of the imperial guards in the palace."
The Imperial Master's mind moved, and there was a hint of chill in his voice.
"Did you see clearly?"
"Yes, I have seen it clearly. It is definitely Lord Xiao Zhou. Master Fu painted it very realistically, just like the real person."
The guards seemed to know that this was a very serious matter and did not dare to lie at all.
Fu Xuanheng sneered:
"So he's the Emperor of Nanli Kingdom's man? Hahaha, a man like that is worthy of being the Emperor."
The Imperial Master's face darkened, filled with immense anger.
"Your Majesty would never do such a shameless thing. Please be careful with your words, Master Fu, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
The Imperial Master clenched his fists in his sleeves. He would not allow anyone to speak ill of the Emperor.
Fu Xuanheng's eyes were full of sarcasm, "Master, what you said is so high-sounding, then please produce evidence.
Otherwise, it's not you being rude to me, it's me being rude to the royal family of your Nanli Kingdom."
"Even though I'm a commoner now, I'm still saying this today."
The Imperial Master did not dare to show any disrespect to Fu Xuanheng. If he were alone, why would he fear life or death?
Just thinking of the emperor, his eyes softened a little.
He knew that Fu Xuanheng was different from ordinary people. This person had a particularly strong imperial aura, and had the tendency to unify the entire continent and lead the people to live a stable and prosperous life.
The Imperial Master lowered his voice and said:
"I can guarantee that the emperor is not someone who would disregard the lives of ordinary people.
However, there are dragon fish mixed in the royal family.
Give me a deadline, and I'll discuss this with His Majesty and get to the bottom of this matter."
Fu Xuanheng recalled the storybook he read on the way to Baijia Village, in which there was a story about the Emperor of Nanli Kingdom ignoring the concubines in the harem and only favoring the Imperial Master.
Thinking of this, his inquiring eyes fell on the national teacher.
The Imperial Master was horrified by his gaze. "What evil plan are you planning?"
Fu Xuanheng had a gossipy smile on his face. "What bad ideas could I have? I just think you're right. Your old emperor really has no motives."
The national teacher never tires of correcting:
"Our emperor is only in his early twenties, how can he be called an old emperor?"
Fu Xuanheng: .... Look, according to Yunyue, there is definitely a problem.
"I'm leaving." Fu Xuanheng stopped arguing with him, put down the brush and wanted to leave.
The Imperial Master held out his hand to stop him, "Don't even think about leaving without leaving two pieces of calligraphy behind."
Fu Xuanheng had never seen such a shameless imperial teacher. Besides, the Nanli Kingdom and the Great Zhou had a feud.
"You want to keep me here by force?"
The Imperial Master did not give in at all, "I do have this idea."
Fu Xuanheng sneered, "Just because your Nanli Kingdom has bullied the people of Shihanzhou for years, do you think I would paint for you?"
The Imperial Master was not afraid, but explained in a cold voice:
"You also know that our emperor is still young, and most of the government affairs are still controlled by the royal family.
There are many things that he cannot decide on. I have nothing to say if you lead people to wipe out our Qing Gang members."
Someone asked him to use divination to solve a problem, but he refused.
"If anyone else goes over there, you can still take action to deal with it." Anyway, those people are the emperor's mortal enemies, so why should he plead for them?
Faced with the shamelessness of the national teacher, Fu Xuanheng was finally enlightened.
Before he could say anything, the Imperial Master ordered the guards to surround the study tightly.
Dayou was thinking of fighting with Fu Xuanheng over a painting.
Fu Xuanheng let out a breath, "Are you admiring the way I paint?"
"It is His Majesty who appreciates Mr. Mushan's paintings. It has nothing to do with you or me." The Imperial Master explained calmly, with a barely perceptible hint of doting in his eyes.
But he was caught by Fu Xuanheng.
In desperation, he had to paint a landscape painting for the imperial teacher.
The other one is a portrait of the imperial teacher sitting on a chair and holding a teacup in deep thought. Since the emperor likes it, then he will paint a portrait of the emperor's sweetheart for him.
Imperial Master: .... I always feel that Fu Xuanheng did it on purpose.
But after looking at this painting, he also wondered what the emperor’s reaction would be when he saw it?
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