Chapter 389: It's a pity we met too late
"Heh, you don't think Yin Lanci spent all this energy to do all this for you guys, right?"
Zheng Qianqian was speechless.
"Yin Lanci is a complete lunatic!" Tong Niang slashed his arm again, wanting him to see more clearly. "She has never treated you as human beings. You are just tools for her to kill people, puppets she has carefully trained!"
"No, no." Zheng Qianqian wanted to close his eyes, but Tong Niang forced his eyelids open, staring at the slowly healing wound, staring at the evidence that he was a monster.
"Master is saving me. She won't hurt me. She won't!" Zheng Qianqian's voice became louder and louder, and finally he almost shouted.
[Hey~ Why are you shouting so loudly all of a sudden? Are Tongniang's ears okay?]
Tong Niang didn't care about her ears for the time being. She dragged Zheng Qianqian to the front of the iron cage, pressed him on the cage, and asked him to open his eyes and take a good look.
"This is what your good master did. Hongying's fate will be yours. You will eventually become a monster like this!"
"No, no...it's not..." Outside the tent, Zheng Qianqian slumped on the ground, his eyes blue but unfocused, "No...Master wouldn't do this to me."
Feng Jing walked around him, shook his head and sighed, then raised his hand and gave him an injection in the back of his neck.
Zheng Qianqian closed his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.
Chu Liuzheng asked doubtfully, "Why did you stab him?"
"He's been so shocked. If he continues like this, he'll go crazy." Feng Jing put away the silver needle and turned to ask Xiao Jingfan, "Your Majesty, if this man goes crazy, the benefits will outweigh the losses. Let him rest for two hours before questioning him."
Xiao Jingfan glanced at Zheng Qianqian's pale face and ordered the secret guards to take him away and keep him under good care.
[Tsk, Yin Lanci is really harmful. He is a disciple after all. I have never seen a master who would try to harm his disciple to death like this.]
Chu Liuzheng watched as the secret guards carried Zheng Qianqian away.
If Second Junior Brother wakes up and comes to his senses, turning from evil to good, that would be great. This way, our chances of capturing Yin Lanci would increase.
Feng Jing came over and handed her a jar.
Chu Liuzheng reached out to take it and asked, "What is it?"
"The seasoning for grilled fish." Feng Jing squinted at her, "You didn't forget, did you?"
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
She really forgot.
The kind of forgetfulness that is complete and utter.
"Of course I haven't forgotten, but..." She raised her hand and pointed at the tent, "Have you seen it... and still have an appetite for grilled fish?"
She had no appetite anyway.
Feng Jing asked curiously, "I'm eating fish, not people, why do I have no appetite?"
If he lost his appetite just by looking at it, he would have starved to death with the methods his master used to teach his disciples.
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
That makes so much sense.
Xiao Jingfan heard their conversation and asked her, "Do you want grilled fish?"
Chu Liuzheng nodded and said, "We caught some fish from the stream. They're just the right size to grill. But you have a cough, so you can't eat them."
After seeing Hongying's miserable condition, how could Xiao Jingfan eat?
However, there is a big difference between not wanting to eat and not being able to eat.
His Majesty the Emperor was inexplicably unhappy.
Having served the emperor for so long, Chu Liuzheng knew how to give him a gentle touch. "I'll make you a special crucian carp soup."
Hearing the words "unique", Xiao Jingfan was reluctantly satisfied.
At this time, Huang Xin came with his men and said that a batch of urgent memorials had been sent from the capital and needed to be reviewed by the emperor himself.
Xiao Jingfan, who had originally planned to watch Chu Liuzheng grilling fish, had to go back to the main tent to work, and Zhou Yuande hurriedly followed to serve him.
Chu Liuzheng had already reported to the emperor and did not go with them. He asked Feng Jing about Siyue's situation.
Feng Jing said, "The poison has been removed. Just drink a few doses of the decoction and practice Qigong and breathing exercises morning and night for a month and you'll be fine."
Chu Liuzheng was worried: "Why does it take so long to regulate your breathing?" Tongniang only needed to regulate her breathing for two or three days.
"Siyue and Tongniang's situations are different." Feng Jing looked at her. "Zheng Qianqian's palm strike was intended to kill. You don't really think he's that easy to deal with, do you?"
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
She would never say that Doctor Feng was too cruel and made the second junior brother look too weak.
Feng Jing folded his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly: "The poison palm is domineering and specializes in attacking the meridians. If it weren't for me, Si Yue's martial arts would have been ruined."
Tong Niang beside him nodded, proving that what he said was true.
"A miracle doctor!" Chu Liuzheng immediately gave Feng Jing a thumbs up and praised him, even using professional words to praise doctors such as "resurrection" and "reincarnation of Hua Tuo".
Feng Jing snorted lightly, indicating that the hard-working genius doctor wanted to eat two grilled fish.
Chu Liuzheng was skeptical: "Can you eat it?"
"Of course." Feng Jing rubbed his stomach. "Acupuncture consumes too much energy. I need to replenish it."
Okay.
Before making the grilled fish, Chu Liuzheng went to visit Siyue first.
In the tent, Siyue had just taken the medicine and fell asleep, with Chenxing guarding beside him.
Seeing Chu Liuzheng and Feng Jing walking in one after another, she hurriedly stood up to greet them, smiled and took Chu Liuzheng's arm, calling her sister sweetly.
Chu Liuzheng walked to the bedside and looked over. Seeing that Siyue was sleeping soundly, he reached out and tucked the corner of the quilt for her.
She turned around and instructed Chen Xing: "Si Yue has internal injuries and needs to take medicine. It's inconvenient. Please take care of her for a few days. His Majesty will have me and Eunuch Zhou to serve him."
"Okay." Chen Xing nodded obediently.
Chu Liuzheng then went to the kitchen with peace of mind, and Feng Jing, who was eager to eat grilled fish, hurried to follow.
After a lot of hard work, the grilled fish made by Chu Liuzheng received unanimous praise from everyone.
Old Wu humbly asked Chu Liuzheng for advice.
The two of them sat on a small stool next to the stove, chatting about everything from grilled fish to braised pig's trotters, braised spare ribs, roast duck, roast goose... They felt like they had met too late and were soulmates.
In the main account, Xiao Jingfan finished dealing with the urgent memorial and drank the fish soup, but the person who stewed the fish soup was nowhere to be seen.
Eunuch Zhou didn't even need his instructions, and he went to find someone for his majesty very consciously.
Old Wu reluctantly let her go. Looking at Chu Liuzheng's receding figure, he sighed, "This girl is a natural cook. It would be great if she could stay and become my apprentice. I'd teach her all my secret techniques."
"You're dreaming." Tang San spat out the fishbone and patted his shoulder. "Miss Chu is a favorite of His Majesty. Working for His Majesty is much more promising than being a cook for you. With just a word from His Majesty, anyone can get what they want."
"That's right." Old Wu suddenly didn't feel sorry anymore. He took off his apron and went to find Huang Xin, trying to lift the ban on cooking fish in the army.
He is very confident in himself now!
The salted egg yolk in the sky rolled down the mountain, and the sky suddenly darkened.
The evening breeze is blowing.
Stars twinkle in the deep blue night.
After dinner, Dr. Feng prepared to take his two newly acquired shadow-chasing insects out for a walk and have some insect snacks.
In order to prevent the two little ones from escaping, he went to find Tong Niang and asked Han Qingjia to supervise him.
Under the cover of night, two shadow-chasing insects flew in front, and the cold green armor followed slowly behind, looking very harmonious.
Tongniang held a glass bottle in her hand and collected dewdrops from the grass leaves as she walked.
Feng Jing carried a small bamboo basket on his back and a small medicine hoe in his hand. Whenever he came across any herbs he could use, he would dig them out and throw them into the bamboo basket.
The two chatted casually, and it was mostly Feng Jing asking questions and Tong Niang answering them.
Feng Jing was very curious about Yuecheng's affairs, so Tongniang told him everything she could.
Feng Jing caught a centipede and was about to feed it to the Shadow Chaser when he looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "Why is there only one left?"
(End of this chapter)
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