Wu Chao: Take the whole family to escape the famine

Chapter 906
Ji Xun returned the salute with one palm up.

"Master, don't worry, my wife can cure the poison on Junior Junior Brother Yuan Qing, and everything will be fine."

"Then I will thank Princess Guoye first on behalf of my apprentice." Master Du Chen sincerely thanked him.

Although the two knew each other's identity, they kept a certain distance.

As far as Master Duchen is concerned, he is already far away from the mundane world, no matter who the person in front of him is, he is a benefactor.

And Ji Xun certainly knew that he was his uncle, but he only called him Master, which was a kind of respect for him.

After a moment of silence, Ji Xun's throat, Aqin, Yingying and the others led Yuan Qing out of the meditation room first, and then sat cross-legged on the futon with Master Duchen, drinking tea.

"This tea is high mountain tea picked by my little apprentice. Is the taste okay?"

"That's right, the tea is rich in aroma and sweet in taste, good tea." Ji Xun took a sip of the tea and praised, then turned his gaze to Master Duchen, "Wei Yan fell from the top of the mountain to his death, his crimes are finally over.'
"Ani Tuo Buddha~~ He deserves what he deserves." Master Duchen said and recited a few sutras with his palms up, as if he was saving Wei Yan's unwilling soul.

After a while, he stopped Fen Yin, and looked at Ji Xun with gentle eyes.

Night King Wei Chenyi, is this the son of the woman he once loved deeply?
Well, it looks very similar to Ah Jing, it's really good, the smile on Master Du Chen's face is kind and full of appreciation.

Ji Xun looked at the emperor's uncle whom he had never met before, and there were thousands of words in his heart.

The Zen room was as cold as an ice cellar without even a pot of charcoal fire. His monk robe was thin and patched, his temples were gray, and his face was wrinkled like wind and frost, revealing an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Looking at him, Ji Xun felt sour.

Wei Xuanyuan, is this the Wei Xuanyuan who was branded as a traitor by the outside world?
No no no, it's too different!
It's not that he's not like Wei Xuanyuan, but he's not like a traitor who participated in the repatriation for power!
Thinking of this, although Ji Xun didn't want to disturb his tranquility, he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Did Master Duchen participate in the rebellion more than ten years ago?"

"Of course not." Master Duchen shook his head indifferently, "I have lived in seclusion in Tiangang Mountain more than 20 years ago, and I no longer care about worldly affairs. I have never set foot in the world of mortals except to sell medicinal materials in the small town at the foot of the mountain." Husband.'

Ji Xun nodded silently, thinking that it must be the other rebellious princes who deliberately pulled Wei Xuanyuan into the team to create momentum, maybe they also used the disguise technique.

It's been a long time, and those things can't be pursued anymore. After all, he believes in Master Du Yuan's words, so he must be innocent.

After a moment of silence, Ji Xun asked again: "Is Wei Yan's true identity really the son of Wei Chenghao? How did you rescue him from the East Palace back then?"
"I didn't just rescue him back then, there was another one~~" Master Du Chen took a sip of tea and cleared his throat, and told Ji Xun what happened back then in detail.

Ji Xun fell silent again after listening, so there is really no conclusive evidence to prove that he is Wei Yan.

However, regardless of whether it was Wei Yan or Wei Mo who fell into the cliff, it is not a pity that he has committed many crimes and died, and there is no need to pursue it any further.

After drinking a cup of tea with Master Du Yuan, and having finished the chat, Ji Xun stood up, came to the Bodhisattva, burned incense and bowed devoutly.

I wish that my wife will give birth safely, that the mother and child will be safe, that the wars and disasters will end, and that the people will live and work in peace and contentment.

After burning the incense and worshiping the Buddha, Ji Xun took out his money bag and donated all the broken silver in it into the incense tube, and then said to Master Duchen: "Junior Brother Yuanqing's poison needs to go to the capital to be cured, Master can rest assured to let me take him away for a while?'
"Of course I don't worry." Master Du Chen nodded, stood up, and walked out the door with Ji Xun.

"I will send Junior Brother Yuanqing back after the poison on his body is cured." Ji Xun said.

"Thank you, benefactor." Master Du Yuan was not polite to Ji Xun, raised his palms in respect, and followed Ji Xun to the courtyard outside the temple.

In the yard, Shadow stood aside with Xiao Yuanqing and Aqin behind his back, while the others had all gone down the mountain.

The blood-stained yard was also cleaned up quietly. It would be better if the quiet place of Buddhism has less worldly atmosphere.

"Master." Although Xiao Yuanqing controlled the poison in his body, but after all, he couldn't bear it at such a young age, and his body was still a little weak. He looked at Master Du Chen and called softly.

Master Duchen walked towards him, and touched his bald head.

"Yuan Qing, you went to Beijing with this benefactor to get rid of the poison on your body, do you want to be obedient?"

Yuan Qing looked reluctant, "Master, go to Beijing with your apprentice. Who will burn flowers and cook for you to warm your bed after the apprentice leaves? The apprentice is worried about leaving you alone on the mountain."
Master Duchen's heart warmed up, "Master is an adult, why should you worry about this?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ji Xun, "The mountain is poor, if this child is willing, can you let him stay by the benefactor's side?"

"No, master, I want to stay on the mountain to take care of you, and I will come back when the poison on my body is cured."

Seeing Xiao Yuanqing's determined face, Ji Xun smiled and said to Master Du Chen, "It depends on Xiao Yuanqing's intentions. If he doesn't want to go down the mountain, I will send him back at that time."
"Thank you, benefactor." Master Du Chen clasped his palms together and saluted respectfully, then turned back and walked into the main hall.

Ji Xun saluted his back, and then led Shadow and others down the mountain.

He didn't know what was going on in the capital, and he didn't have time to delay here, but he didn't forget to send people into the mountain to find the body of Wei Yan who fell off the cliff.

Of course, it didn’t take long for the guards of the palace to carry a piece of writing, “The sandalwood plaque of the Tiangang Royal Temple was sent up the mountain with great fanfare, which also shocked the ten miles and eight villages.

Later, the fire continued here, and the master and apprentice no longer had to suffer from hunger and cold. Of course, this is all for later.

Capital, Prime Minister's Mansion.

"It's been three days, and it's almost time for the master to arrive at Tiangang Mountain." Zhou Qian muttered while eating breakfast.

I don't know why the past few days have always been a little restless, counting on my fingers how long my master has been away from the capital every day, hoping that he can deal with the matter of the mother voodoo as soon as possible and return to the capital as soon as possible.

Feeling restless and having no appetite, Zhou Qian put down his chopsticks and changed into court clothes, and was about to enter the palace for the morning court, when his subordinates rushed to report.

"Prime Minister, General Zhu's subordinates are asking to see him outside the residence, and he looks very anxious."
Zhou Qian's mind suddenly buzzed, and he always felt that nothing good happened.

If it is a good thing, then the messenger who came here must be beaming, how could he be in a hurry?
Could it be that Zhu Xiangyu lost the battle in the southwest? But how is this possible? There is no boat, no bridge, and the river is hundreds of feet wide, and the Night King's soldiers can't get through. How can he lose the battle?
"Call people in quickly."

Zhou Qian sat down on the armchair, full of questions waiting for answers.

(End of this chapter)