Go to the capital.
The dark night was mixed with cold rain dripping from the eaves. The late autumn rain was cold and lonely. Inside the Yangxin Hall, there was solemnity.
Silver frost charcoal is burning in the copper furnace, and the warm air is dense, like smoke and clouds, making a crackling sound. The late autumn chill outside the hall is pressing, and the warm room inside the hall is fragrant.
There is a turtle and crane bronze beast incense burner placed on the table, burning incense and the smoke curling up, making people feel refreshed.
But even the best fragrance can't cover up the faint smell of medicine in the air. On the dragon couch, Emperor Shenwu's eyes were closed tightly, his face was withered, his eye sockets were sunken, he was riddled with illness, and there was a lingering feeling between his eyebrows. of black energy.
After vomiting blood and falling into coma at the court meeting, the old emperor finally woke up under the full treatment of the Imperial Hospital. This made all the civil and military ministers of the court finally relieved.
Although Emperor Shenwu woke up, he was in a coma most of the time and spent very little time awake. Moreover, his body was not as good as before. His originally rosy and healthy complexion also became gray, and his smooth and white skin also became The wrinkles are soft and the face is covered with wrinkles again.
In just a few days, he seemed to have aged dozens of years.
It was precisely because the old emperor's body had become weak that he had been recuperating in the Nourishing Heart Palace, and all government affairs were left to the courtiers.
After an unknown amount of time, the old emperor slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the gauze tent, his eyes dull, and he felt his weakness again.
"Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine." Not far from the dragon bed, Cao Yuchen, the chief chamberlain, noticed that the old emperor had woken up, stepped forward and said softly.
"I don't want to eat it, take it off!" Upon hearing this, the old emperor frowned and suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
"But..." He wanted to say something else, but was directly interrupted by the old emperor, "Take it down!" There was a bit of displeasure in his voice. Cao Yuchen was slightly startled, waved his hand, and then waited. The eunuch holding the tray on the side slowly retreated.
"You go down too!"
"Slave, please resign!"
When Cao Yuchen left, there was no one else in the palace except the old emperor lying on the couch. At this time, the old emperor opened the quilt on his body and stood up slowly.
He came to the desk, took down the bronze mirror from the bookshelf and placed it in front of him. The smooth mirror reflected an old man with a haggard face and a withered appearance.
Seeing himself in the mirror, he touched his face, and he could clearly feel the wrinkles on it.
Suddenly, he put down the bronze mirror, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At this time, in front of him, a black-clothed secret guard slowly appeared. He was kneeling on the floor, holding a copper box high with his hands above his head.
The old emperor picked up the copper box and opened it. Inside was a round and flawless treasure elixir that exuded spiritual light. The cloud patterns on this elixir grew spontaneously, which was extremely extraordinary. In an instant, the mouth and nose were filled with a strong fragrance of elixir, which shocked the spirit of Emperor Shenwu.
Seeing the treasure pill, his eyes were full of excitement, he picked up the pill and swallowed it directly, then threw the box to the secret guard.
Just after he took the elixir, the black energy between his eyebrows suddenly became deeper, as if it had penetrated into the bone marrow. His face was bright and dark, and a flush appeared. He took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth.
Immediately, his throat felt sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
He took the handkerchief away. What was surprising was that the color of the blood on the handkerchief was not bright red, but dark red, mixed with bits of darkness.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the old emperor's complexion improved a little, and his overall spirit seemed to be better. He came to the copper stove and threw the handkerchief into it. There was a crackling sound and a burning smell.
He waved his hand, and the secret guard put the box into his arms and disappeared into the darkness again.
After the secret guards left, the old emperor returned to the dragon bed and lay down again. His face still looked a little sick, and he fell asleep peacefully, as if nothing had happened just now.
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Xiuyu Palace.
The golden sunlight shines on the ponds, trees and rocks in the garden. Under the pavilion, there are vines, flowers and bamboos, green and red, thousands of haloes up and down, left and right, and the pines are rustling in the wind.
The fat goldfish are exposed a little bit in the water, swaying, maybe they have eaten too much, giving people a round feeling, and they seem to be unable to swim at any time and fall to the bottom of the water.
Not far away, birds perched on the branches and leaves were chirping, flapping their wings, and their calls were clear and sweet.
Beside the pool, there is an octagonal pavilion. There are stone tables and benches in the pavilion. The breeze blows, and the scroll on the table rustles, and slowly unfolds, revealing the whole picture. On it, there is a monk in white, with cinnabar between his eyebrows, and a god in his eyes. There was a faint smile on his face, as if he was about to step out of the painting.
"Princess, princess!" At this time, in the garden, a pretty palace maid ran over with her skirt in hand.
"Ah! An Ning is here!" Beside the pool, a girl in a red dress exclaimed. Just as she was about to go over, she suddenly remembered something, her pretty face turned red, and she quickly ran to the pavilion to put the scroll away.
At this time, the little palace maid also came closer, her chest was slightly raised, her temples were a little scattered, she was panting, and her face was slightly red.
"Aning, have you heard anything? How is your father?" The girl held the scroll in her arms and stepped forward to ask.
The palace maid named Aning took a long breath and shook her head, "The area around Yangxin Palace is guarded by guards, and I can't get through. However, on the way back, I heard from the palace maids that His Majesty has woken up and is recuperating. "
"As long as my father is in good health." The girl felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Princess, these days, you have been chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name in the palace. The Bodhisattva will definitely bless your majesty." Aning clasped his hands together and made a bow.
After the words fell, the princess hugged the scroll in her arms tighter, and her ears were stained with a faint blush.
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Wuling City, the governor's mansion.
Outside the door, two majestic stone lions glared at the passers-by and guarded the door.
Su Ming's body disappeared and he slowly stepped into it. However, the two stone lions were not ordinary objects. They were nourished by spiritual energy and became spiritual. In addition, they guarded the earth's veins, and their spiritual senses were extremely extraordinary.
The moment Su Ming stepped into the door, he glanced at the two stone lions casually, and with a cold expression on his lips, he entered the house directly.
The two stone lions seemed to have vaguely noticed something. Just as they were about to turn around and roar, they were caught by a gaze, and their own spirituality was nailed to the spot, unable to move.
In the governor's house, there are pavilions and pavilions, winding corridors, carved beams and painted buildings, rockeries and strange stones, and flying pavilions in the air. Every scene and thing is ingenious and magnificent.
But in the grandeur of the court, Su Ming noticed the ghostly aura. Although the ghostly aura was very weak, he was still able to capture it.
interesting.
A smile appeared at the corner of Su Ming's lips. The Sheriff's Mansion was one of the places with the strictest legal coverage in Wuling City. After all, this was the symbol of the government, second only to the major government offices. Under the law, ghosts and gods were making changes, so how could there be ghosts? Dare to survive here?
