"Your daughter's old illness has relapsed. You may leave now. I..."
Zhu Dunyi paused mid-sentence, and Fugui quickly took over the conversation, "Just in time! It's time for the master to go to bed."
"In that case, I will take my leave."
Yang Tan bent down and walked out of the room, telling his servants to be attentive and serve the distinguished guest wholeheartedly, while he hurried to see his daughter.
"Dad, my sister vomited blood and it was all over my face."
"Speak properly, don't scream."
"Just now, my son went to the backyard to talk to the cook. The cook said she would make steamed buns for him to eat tomorrow morning."
"Just tell me what's important."
"Later, my son went to see his sister. She had a wonderful baby. She said that wearing the baby helped her breathe better, stopped vomiting blood, and was full of strength. I thought to myself, 'Show me your wonderful baby.' When I opened it, oh my god, inside was... Dad, guess what."
Yang Tan made a gesture of taking off his shoes and hitting someone, and Yang Qiaoxi covered his head.
"What's in there?"
"It was a piece of talisman paper with something like a ghostly drawing on it. My son leaned close to the candlestick to get a closer look. Ouch... Ouch."
"What happened again?"
"The rune spontaneously combusted when it was exposed to heat, and I stepped on it to put out the fire."
"What happened next?"
"Later, the talisman paper was stepped on and broken, and my sister vomited blood all over my face and fainted."
"You unlucky star, you unfilial son, you son of a bitch! I'm going to beat you so hard today that you can't even crawl. I gave your sister a life-saving talisman, but you're so naughty as to try to touch it."
Crackling and jingling.
Yang Tan used his hands and feet, and Yang Qiaoxi's face was swollen, his nose was crooked, and his eyes looked like they were stung by bees.
"Dad, stop it now! If you hit me like that, I'll die from your fist before my sister dies of illness."
"I'll come back to deal with you later, you unlucky idiot, you're touching here and there, there's a chicken coop on your head."
Yang Tan lived in Jinguan City for a long time when he was young, and learned a fluent dialect from the local Shu people. Later, he returned to Kyoto and began to learn Mandarin. His Mandarin pronunciation was standard, but he was still used to speaking dialect when encountering emergencies.
"Daddy beats me, Daddy doesn't love me."
"Go back to your room and apply the medicine. Don't come out and embarrass yourself."
Yang Tan threw a bottle of bruise medicine to his prodigal son, straightened his sleeves, and knocked on the door gently, "Daughter, daughter, are you feeling better?"
Yang Qiaoxi picked up the ointment on the ground and jumped towards her room like a grasshopper.
Zhu Dunyi stood by the window. There was no light in the room and he was in darkness.
He could see the people outside through the window, but the people outside could not see him.
Fugui knew that Zhu Dunyi was very sad, so he comforted him, "Master, go to bed early."
"Fugui, how many hearts do you think Manor Master Yang has?"
"Of course, we are all mortals, and we only have one heart."
"How could he divide his one heart equally between his two children, so fairly and without a trace of bias? My mother also has one heart and two sons. I am the eldest son, so why have I never experienced his kindness?"
Fugui's brain raced, and after a long thought, he couldn't come up with a satisfactory answer, so he replied, "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and he has the mercy of Heaven."
"I am the Son of Heaven, but my mother doesn't love me."
Fugui lowered the curtains and walked out of the room.
Zhu Dunyi closed his eyes. The imperial family was the most ruthless. He swore that he would never be a ruthless king.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Daughter, can Daddy come in?"
Qi'er came out and replied, "Master, please wait a moment. The distinguished guest is treating the young lady's injuries."
Gu Yinwei sealed several major acupuncture points on Yang Suyin's body, picked up a purple life essence from her palm and injected it into her body. Yang Suyin slowly opened her eyes, "Thank you for your help."
"The Yang family's commitment to protecting Cangyun Villa is a token of their gratitude to me."
Gu Yinwei walked out of the room and Yang Tan bowed to express his gratitude.
Yang Tan was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and couldn't help but shed tears. He was happy that his daughter's condition had improved, but he was sad because of his deceased wife.
"If your mother had been able to give birth to a child with a difficult labor, you and your sister wouldn't have lost your mother. It's all because of your father's uselessness. You blame him."
"Father, all this is over. I am doing fine. Look, the day is almost dawn."
Yang Suyin's fate changed because of the appearance of Gu Yinwei. Gu Yinwei looked at the few remaining years of life in her palm and felt worried.
There are two ways to gain longevity. The first is to absorb the luck of the royal family, and the second is to help the emperor benefit the people.
Zhu Dunyi accepted advice from all sides and promoted peace and prosperity in the country, saying that there were no people who needed to be benefited.
The second method is obviously not feasible, so it is better to hold the emperor tightly and absorb more luck.
Zhu Dunyi reached out and rubbed her head. "What's wrong, my dear? Are you hungry?"
"The Emperor is strong and powerful. I feel safer when I am close to him."
His Gu Gengyi has two faces. He always behaves well-behaved and docile when he is with him, but is extremely brave when he is with other people.
"My beloved concubine is as adorable as a little bird."
Gu Yinwei lifted her arm to show Zhu Dunyi, "Your Majesty, look, I am strong and powerful."
The two chatted and laughed, not feeling bored at all. The scenery outside the car window kept changing. They traveled for five days by land and twelve days by water.
Gu Yinwei was very seasick, so the emperor personally watched over her. As winter was approaching, everyone changed into winter clothes.
The bright moonlight on the sea brings melancholy for no reason.
Zhu Dunyi stood leaning against the deck, with mist blowing in his face. Gu Yinwei looked like a sick beauty, and he was very worried about her condition.
The ship was anchored at the harbor. Fugui and the Imperial Preceptor went to Tiger Leaping Cliff to search for the Mirage Pearl. After five consecutive days of searching, they returned empty-handed. The Imperial Preceptor and Fugui didn't want to go into the water, so Zhu Dunyi waved his hand and said, "I will go down myself."
Mirage pearls can relieve seasickness, so Zhu Dunyi risked his life to search for them.
The deeper they dived, the colder the sea water became. Fugui watched the emperor surface again and again and dive back down again and again, and he also dived in to help.
The Imperial Master cursed, "Madman, both the emperor and his ministers are crazy."
No matter how much you complain, you still have to do your work.
Wei Junzhai also dived into the water. After two days of hard work, he finally got what he wanted. The three of them surfaced. The emperor was holding a mirage pearl in his hand, Fugui's hand was empty, and Wei Junzhai had a big clam on his foot.
The clam was as big as a washbasin. No matter how the imperial teacher struggled, the clam refused to come down from his feet.
Fugui brought some hot water and poured it on Wei Junzhai's feet. The big clam was afraid of the heat and slowly opened.
Wei Junzhai took out five sparkling pearls from the oyster shell and said with great joy, "Take them home, pierce them, and give them to the little tabby cat as a necklace."
Fugui laughed and said, "A blessing in disguise. The blow from the Imperial Master was not in vain."
Zhu Dunyi put the mirage pearl on Gu Yinwei, and her seasickness symptoms were immediately relieved.
The weather was getting colder, and the fog on the sea was like a white cloth that obscured everyone's vision. Zhu Dunyi was worried, "It's hard to tell the direction, and the road ahead is difficult and dangerous."
Wei Junzhai patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty, let me show you my skills."
Wei Junzhai folded paper into a crane, and the white crane spread its wings and flew high. "Your Majesty, follow the white crane and you will reach Dongzhou in five days."
The captain helplessly spread his hands and said, "Master, the white crane is too small, and the sea is foggy. I can't see clearly."
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