Guo Zihong followed He Ziran out of the house.
He Ziran asked: "You two have been married for a long time, but you have no children. Do you know who has the problem?"
Guo Zihong said: "You mean me? You asked me to send you out just to tell me the result, right?"
"I didn't believe it was you who had the problem, so I followed Yin Jiao to your house to check your pulse."
"Alas, his parents have asked Yin Jiao to divorce me many times." As he spoke, Guo Zihong shed tears.
"Actually, just take care of it and it will be fine. There is no need for you to be sad."
"That's not what their family thinks. Sometimes I really want to die."
He Ziran felt a little sad when he saw Guo Zihong, who had always been optimistic, suddenly become a little pessimistic.
He Ziran said: "Let me nurse you back tonight."
Guo Zihong nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Brother He. Fortunately for me, Yin Jiao is very good to me and hasn't given up on me."
After sunset that day, He Ziran used silver needles to regulate Guo Zihong's liver, kidneys and pulse to make up for their deficiencies.
The next day, fifteen minutes after sunrise, He Ziran adjusted the Zuyangming Stomach Meridian for Guozihong and inserted acupuncture into the Zusanli acupoint to supplement the method. And let Guo Zihong cooperate with the needle insertion to exhale, and the needle removal to inhale. Remove the needle after getting a warm needle feeling, and cover the needle hole after removing the needle.
After the treatment, He Ziran said: "Sister Guozihong, treating your disease once may not be effective. It will take two or three months of continuous treatment to be effective. I will come back to treat you when I have time. Do you like it?"
Guo Zihong nodded and said, "Brother He, it would be great if you could be my brother-in-law."
He Ziran said nothing, said goodbye to Yin Jiao, and returned to the palace.
When he arrived at the gate of the palace, He Ziran saw a woman, very soft and beautiful, with very even facial features, well-proportioned figure, and every move exuded feminine charm.
He Ziran took another look, but after Yin Yu's lesson, He Ziran said nothing and prepared to pass by.
But the girl spoke: "Is it Mr. He? The little girl Jingrou is going to pay homage to the Yellow Emperor. I wonder if Mr. He can lead the way?"
"Okay, it just so happens that I am going to see His Majesty the Yellow Emperor, please come with me." He Ziran was very happy.
The woman followed He Ziran step by step and came to the front of Huangdi.
"He Ziran, who is this woman you brought?" Huang Di asked.
"Her name is Jingrou, and she said she came to see His Majesty." He Ziran said.
"Sure enough, she is gentle and quiet, and her name is just like her name. I think she is looking for He Ziran, not me." Huang Di glanced at Jingrou and ignored her.
"Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, Jingrou is looking for you. The little girl heard that His Majesty the Yellow Emperor is praying for rain, so she is willing to go to the ancestral temple to worship and contribute to the people of Li." Jingrou opened her red lips and said softly.
"Hey, if you were willing, you would have prayed for rain for the people. He Ziran, when you leave, take this woman to the ancestral temple."
He Ziran nodded and said: "Okay, Your Majesty. I have a question for Your Majesty. There is a woman who is infertile. Is it related to the heart, liver and kidneys?"
"Of course it's relevant. But at the same time, it also depends on whether the stomach qi can pass through the uterus and whether the Chong and Ren meridians are blocked by blood stasis. This disease is very complicated and requires regulating many meridians."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice. I have something that I don't understand, so I came here to ask Your Majesty for advice."
"Actually, you have already grasped the general outline, but the details have yet to be figured out. The liver stores blood, the spleen governs blood, the heart generates blood, and the Chongmai is the sea of blood. So overall, it is still a question of qi and blood. Coordinating qi and blood is the main s method."
"Is that related to the kidney?" He Ziran asked.
"It must be related. The kidneys produce essence, and the kidneys are the foundation of innateness. If the heart and kidneys are out of touch, and water and fire are incompatible, yin and yang will be out of harmony. If yin and yang are not in harmony, there will be no vitality."
"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. Your Majesty, my disciple understands."
Jingju said: "Your Majesty Huangdi, you are so proficient in medical skills, why don't you go to treat the common people?"
"Your Majesty is busy with many political affairs and has no time to treat the people. Sister Jingrou, your question is a little off track." He Ziran explained for Huangdi.
"Not necessarily. As long as some people find me, I can still cure them. For example, when Lei Gong was ill last time, Yu cured his illness with a silver needle."
"It's true, I've seen it with my own eyes. Sister Jingrou, let's go to the ancestral temple." He Ziran was very dissatisfied with Jingrou's language in attacking the Yellow Emperor and wanted to take her out as soon as possible.
Jingrou nodded, took He Ziran's arm, and walked out of the palace.
When Huang Di saw her graceful figure, he couldn't help but worry about He Ziran.
He Ziran brought Jingrou to the ancestral temple.
Jingrou was still holding He Ziran's arm. He Ziran wanted to shake off her hand, but he didn't. Smelling the unique smell of Jingrou's body, He Ziran was very excited and followed her.
He Ziran took Jingrou into the temple and felt that someone was following them. When he looked back, he saw no one.
Jingrou knelt on the ground, muttering something very pious.
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside, and it started pouring rain. The people rushed to tell each other and were overjoyed. Many people knelt in the rain, their tears mixed with the rain, and shouted loudly.
He Ziran also had tears in his eyes. The long drought was extinguished by this heavy rain!
Suddenly, a figure fell from the roof and stabbed Jingrou in the back of the heart with a sword!
He Ziran's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't see clearly who it was, and he didn't have time to prepare himself. Jingrou fell down slowly. He Ziran sniffed and found that he was no longer breathing. He took a pulse and found that the pulse had stopped beating!
He Ziran was furious, wiped away his tears, drew out his sword, and prepared to give the murderer a fatal blow!
However, the murderer stood in front of him and did not resist!
Only then did He Ziran see clearly that the murderer turned out to be Guozi Li!
He Ziran said angrily: "Guozi Li, why did you kill Jingrou?"
"Did I kill her? Did you see her bleeding?"
He Ziran saw that Jingrou's wound was not bleeding!
"You mean she's not dead?"
"I don't know if she is dead or not. I only know that she is not Jingrou!" Guozi Li said softly.
"Miss Guo, what's wrong with you? Why does your voice sound so much like Jingrou?"
"I just feel like a wind has entered my brain. Did I kill Jingrou?"
"I saw it with my own eyes, could it be fake?" He Ziran felt helpless.
Since she is Guozi Li, what should I do with the girl I love most in my heart? He Ziran couldn't understand, but he felt something was vaguely inappropriate.
What's wrong, He Ziran can't tell!
Guozi Li said: "Brother He, who do you think can get rain?"
He Ziran said: "Of course it is the Black Emperor. You mean, Jingrou is the Black Emperor? Impossible, I have seen the Black Emperor."
"I don't understand this either. Maybe Black Emperor is very good and can do things for the people?"
"Miss Guozi Li, why do you speak in such a contradictory manner? It's hard for me to understand."
Guozi Li sighed and said, "Brother He, do you have a problem with me?"
He Ziran felt that it was wrong for Guozi Li to kill people, but he vaguely felt that it was right.
Maybe Guozi Li liked him and saw Jingrou being intimate with him, so he killed her in anger?
He Ziran felt that since he couldn't figure it out, why not ask Huangdi for advice?
So He Ziran sent Guozi Li home, and came to Huangdi's palace the next day.
"He Ziran, what's wrong with you?" Huang Di asked.
"This time something strange happened to me and I can't figure it out." He Ziran told the story of Jingrou being stabbed to death by Guozi Li.
"Actually, if you bring Jingrou to the palace, I will know the result." Huang Di said.
"Your Majesty is wise. It's just that He Ziran hasn't figured it out. The plot is so confusing that my disciples can't figure it out."
"Jingrou is the incarnation of the Black Emperor, Guozi Li cannot kill her." Huang Di chuckled.
"What? Jingrou is the Black Emperor? Can the Black Emperor change?"
"The Black Emperor just borrowed a body."
"So that's it. Black Emperor is so powerful. Not only did he pray for rain and relieve the drought, he also used other people's bodies."
"So, when I saw Jingrou, I knew she was the Black Emperor."
"Your Majesty, you mean that Jingrou is not dead?"
"Death or immortality has nothing to do with Miss Guozi Li. However, maybe it does now?"
"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"
"Didn't you say that Miss Guozi Li is speaking abnormally?"
"Yes, sometimes it's true, and sometimes it's ironic."
"So, sometimes the voice sounds like Black Emperor's or Jingrou's." Huang Di said.
