Emperor Donglin nodded repeatedly and agreed, "Yes, Holy Son, what you said makes sense. Then when should we set off?"
"Your Majesty has made the decision. This Holy Son is willing to accept it."
"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Holy Son."
As the two were talking, a burst of chattering was heard, and three pretty little girls came running over, staring at Fanyin with eyes full of admiration and shyness.
"Your son Qingwu greets the Emperor, and greets... the Imperial Preceptor."
The Emperor of Donglin glanced at his three daughters, a calculating look flashed across his eyes, and he said with a smile: "The Imperial Master has just arrived in Donglin, and I think he doesn't understand the customs and practices of Donglin. Why not go and see the people there?"
"Qingwu Rushuang, you two, take the guards out of the palace and accompany the Imperial Master to see the world. Remember to protect the Imperial Master."
The two received the look from their father and lowered their heads shyly, saying, "Yes, Father, I understand."
Mu Yao looked at her two sisters, moved her lips, but finally closed her mouth and dared not say a word. Her father cared about her two sisters and always ignored her.
Even if I ask for it myself, I'm afraid my father won't agree.
After they walked away, Mu Yao's eyes dimmed: "Father, I feel a little unwell, so I will go back first."
Emperor Donglin waved his hand without even looking at her: "Yeah."
*
On the other side, the State of Yan received the visiting card from Dagan and immediately held a morning court to discuss the matter. They asked someone to send the card back to Dagan. If Dagan agreed to the conditions, they would naturally be willing to send troops.
As for what kind of troops to send, that is up to them. Even if they are old, weak, sick or disabled, it doesn’t matter. It is enough for them to send troops.
After receiving the reply from the State of Yan, Emperor Gan was almost furious. He slammed his hand on the table, his face full of anger: "Shameless, absolutely shameless."
"He actually took advantage of someone's misfortune. He's truly a businessman without the dignity of a great nation. Ahem, water, bring me some tea quickly."
Jinzhong trotted over and patted his back to help him calm down, saying softly, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that you shouldn't get angry. Don't hurt yourself."
"Although Yan is the richest of the four kingdoms, its military is very weak. Merchants are always driven by profit. Your Majesty, please do not let them harm you."
"Huhu, this really makes me mad."
Emperor Gan gritted his teeth and said, "Instead of seeking cooperation with Yan State, it is indeed better to seek cooperation with Beixia. Even if the conditions are a little more demanding, it doesn't matter. Yan State is really too shameless."
Jinzhong stood quietly by, watching secretly.
It took a while for the anger to subside. Emperor Gan covered his chest, feeling more and more weak. "Jinzhong, what did the Imperial Master say? When will you give me the Longevity Pill?"
"... within a month. The Imperial Master said it would be within a month."
When Emperor Gan heard this, he felt much more at ease. If he didn't have the longevity elixir, he would probably not be able to hold on.
"Then I'll wait a little longer. And as for that Mo Xiaotong, if he can't develop anything else, just find a reason to get rid of him. I thought he was capable."
"I didn't expect that he was just a freeloader. He has been in the palace for a long time. Every day he either eats and drinks or fiddles with medicinal herbs, but in the end he didn't come up with anything."
Jinzhong listened silently and whispered, "Your Majesty is right. Doctor Mo's ability to cure the plague was probably just a coincidence. Now it seems that he is indeed an incompetent person."
Emperor Gan nodded and sent someone to take the imperial edict to the Northern Wilderness.
In the alchemy room, Mo Xiaotong had given up completely. All he did every day was eat, drink and sleep. He really couldn't make the elixir anyway, so if he was destined to die, he might as well live one day at a time.
While eating roast chicken in his hand, there was a knock on the door. Mo Xiaotong raised his head and looked at the eunuch standing at the door in confusion: "Who are you..."
The young eunuch trotted in, looking around vigilantly. After confirming that there was no danger, he squatted down, moved closer, and whispered, "Master Mo, do you still remember me?"
"It looks familiar, but I can't place it."
"Last month, I was wrongly accused, but it was you who said something that saved me from being beaten to death. It was also you who gave me the medicine that kept me alive until now."
Mo Xiaotong looked at him blankly, but soon he remembered something and said, "Ah, you are the eunuch in the Imperial Garden. What do you want from me?"
The young eunuch nodded, his eyes sincere as he said, "Sir, you saved my life, and I will tell you a piece of news in return. We will be even in the future."
"Oh, you say."
"Today, I heard His Majesty say that if you fail to develop a longevity elixir, you will... die."
Mo Xiaotong's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he swallowed subconsciously, stammering, "Really? Your Majesty really said so, but why are you suddenly targeting me?"
The young eunuch shook his head and said, "I don't know, but seeing that several ministers have been summoned to the palace, I think something must have happened in the court. In any case, you should be more careful and it would be best if you could find a replacement."
"If there's any danger, you can fake your own death and escape."
"……suspended animation?"
Mo Xiaotong has been giving up these days, knowing that this day will come sooner or later, but when it finally comes, the fear in his heart is about to overwhelm him.
He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die. Even if he could survive and leave the palace, it would be great. Why should he die in the palace?
Master, he wants to meet you.
When Mo Xiaotong thought of the sad things, he couldn't help but shed tears. He refused to do this anymore. He wanted to find the eldest master and leave the palace. He would not give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.
Seeing him crying so sadly, the young eunuch said helplessly, "I have delivered my message. It is time for me to go."
"Thank you for telling me this."
"Well, it's just a favor for another."
Mo Xiaotong waited for the young eunuch to leave, took a look at the roast chicken in his hand, threw it aside, stood up, and went to find the spy that night to explain his purpose.
The spy glanced at him, then thought of the eldest son's words and said indifferently, "After I report back to the eldest son, if I need to take you out, I will arrange it for you then."
"When I'm not looking for you, you'd better not come looking for me. If someone sees us, we'll both die."
"Okay, I see. Hurry up, I'm going back."
After Mo Xiaotong returned, he couldn't sleep or eat well. He was waiting for news every day. If he was really abandoned, it would be a luxury to see his master before he died.
I couldn't help crying when I thought about it.
The spy passed the news. His mission was to keep an eye on Mo Xiaotong. Once Mo Xiaotong could get out, it meant that his mission was over and he could leave the palace.
It is better to return to the master and work earlier than to stay in the palace. If any small problem occurs, you will end up being killed without a complete corpse.
In the darkness of night, a carrier pigeon flew out of the palace, and the patrolling Jinyiwei knew nothing about it.
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