I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 533 Good medicine tastes bitter
It had been six days since Jiang Ziya woke up from his coma.

He knew that although he was in the Great Jin Dynasty, there was no danger at all.

From the emperor to the officials in Jin State, no one had the intention to harm him.

This was what Jiang Ziya expected.

When the recruiting envoy came from heaven, the Ming Emperor killed the angel, while the Jin Emperor treated Zhang Daoling with great respect.

Therefore, he dared to flee to Dajin with the three ice sculpture marquises.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a call for help.

But Jiang Ziya didn't feel that he owed a favor to the Emperor of Jin from then on.

"I acknowledge Lu Ya's bet and will not bother with the nine-tailed fox from Jin for now."

"In this case, we are even."

The place where Jiang Ziya recuperated was a quiet and elegant forest garden to the west of the Great Jin Palace.

In the battle with Emperor Jiajing, Jiang Ziya actually didn't suffer any injuries.

But the spiritual energy is severely depleted!
Especially, in the final blow with the divine whip, Jiang Ziya used up all his strength in the human world.

He even gave up the divine whip to barely save the three great marquises.

Jiang Ziya himself was exhausted from overdrawn work and has not recovered yet.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Ziya sighed.

"I didn't expect this trip to the mortal world would be so unsuccessful. The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is even more tyrannical than Emperor Xin back then."

"Jiang Huanchu and the other three are also useless. They are severely injured by Bingfeng. It will take at least a month for the Jin imperial physician to revive them."

Jiang Ziya looked up at the sky.

Whether it is recruiting the Ming Dynasty or avenging Li Changgeng and saving face, it is now impossible.

The only way to return to the fairyland is to wait for a month for the three great dukes to melt their ice and recover.

“I didn’t expect this trip to be so tricky!”

"If it were in the Immortal Realm, with the Emperor of the Great Ming's level of Taoism, I would have already... Huh?!"

Jiang Ziya slapped the wall, but only felt his palm go numb, without leaving any mark on the wall.

He was stunned at first!
Looking closely at the wall, one can actually see formation inscriptions engraved on it.

With Jiang Ziya's experience, he could see through it at a glance. These were all defensive formations that could protect the owner of the house at a critical moment. They had been engraved for many years. It was not that the Emperor of Jin had a sudden idea to secretly set up the formation to plot against him.

"My spiritual energy has been exhausted and has not yet recovered. The Jin Emperor has made such careful arrangements and protected me so well, which can be regarded as a bit of goodwill."

Jiang Ziya nodded with satisfaction.

But a figure came in from outside the garden, which made him frown again.

"Humph!"

"Is it necessary to come here every day?"

"I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. I only need to take in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. I can recover within a month!"

As Jiang Ziya spoke, he looked unkindly at the visitor and the bowl of medicine in her hand that was black, sticky, and looked like sewer mud.

Smelly!
So stinky!

I don’t know what kind of herbs are used to make this soup, it’s so sour, smelly and disgusting, but they have the nerve to name it “Bai Hua Fu Chun Soup”.

"Take the medicine and get better faster."

The woman holding the medicine bowl had an ordinary appearance and freckles on her face.

She wore a set of blue coarse linen clothes all day long, and her voice was hoarse when she spoke.

"Ajiu, why is it you every day?!"

"Is there no one left in Jin?"

Jiang Ziya was shocked and angry.

"I am an immortal. Even if the Emperor of Jin sends the princess to serve me medicine, I will never humiliate her."

"Why did you send a wooden village woman like you to force me to drink this damn hundred-flower soup every day!"

No wonder Jiang Ziya spoke so rudely.

When he woke up on the first day, all his spiritual energy was exhausted, and even his hands and feet were out of control. He could only lie in bed like a living dead, with someone serving him medicine.

Unfortunately, the [Baihua Fuchun Soup] is extremely sour and smelly, and looks extremely disgusting.

Even though Jiang Ziya had lived for thousands of years and had a lot of experience, he could not drink this horrible medicine.

Jade God Son persuaded for a long time and took some medicinal residues for Jiang Ziya to check, confirming that they were all top-quality medicines that could strengthen the body, nourish the qi and moisturize the body.

Even so, Jiang Ziya only drank one tablespoon and could not swallow any more.

When Jade God Son had no choice but to retreat, Jiang Ziya was still feeling proud.

But after a while, Ah Jiu came. Jiang Ziya didn't know Ah Jiu's identity, but judging from her plain appearance and coarse linen clothes, she was clearly dressed like a village woman, just like his grumpy old wife Ma thousands of years ago.

Not only did Jiu dress like a village woman, but her speech and behavior also lacked the manners of a lady from a noble family.

She speaks directly and can even take action against Jiang Ziya!

When the old man refused to take the medicine on the first day, it was Ajiu who pried open Jiang Ziya's mouth and poured the whole bowl of medicine directly into his mouth.

The efficacy of the medicine is excellent.

The next day, Jiang Ziya was able to walk.

Then, Ajiu came again.

At that time, Jiang Ziya was regulating his breathing, meditating, and circulating the Qi in his body, breathing in the essence of the sun and the moon.

He originally wanted to show off and let this village woman see what it means to practice like a god.

For a moment, the rosy glow was looming and the spiritual energy was rising, making the entire forest garden like a fairyland.

"Ajiu!"

"Thank you for your kindness yesterday, but you don't need to take the medicine from today on."

"I am an immortal, and I have my own way to restore my peak state."

As soon as Jiang Ziya finished speaking, Ajiu pried open his mouth and poured the medicine for the next day into his mouth.

The poor old man had just recovered a little bit of strength, but he was still weaker than an ordinary man in his sixties or seventies, and had no power to fight back at all.

After taking a bowl of extremely unpalatable medicine, Jiang Ziya burst into tears!

"Are you deaf?"

"I am an immortal. How dare you disobey me? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the gods in the future?!"

Facing Jiang Ziya's roar, Ajiu simply asked back a question.

"Afraid of hardship?"

Jiang Ziya shut up immediately.

Fear of suffering is a fact.

He disdained to lie, but he could not admit it, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

The same thing happened on the third, fourth, and fifth days.

Today is the sixth day. Jiang Ziya's spiritual energy has revived and has reached the ninth level of perfection in the mortal golden elixir realm.

"Ajiu!"

"Don't deceive people too much!"

"Even though I have only recovered one ten-thousandth of my strength, you cannot provoke me!"

“Take this bowl of medicine out quickly, otherwise… wuwuwuwu!”

Open your mouth and drink medicine.

Ajiu's movements were smooth and seamless.

Without him, only familiar with Seoul.

"You, you, you..." Jiang Ziya wiped his tears and said in shock: "So you are a cultivator?"

Ah Jiu nodded: "Everyone in Dajin practices cultivation, and I am no exception."

Jiang Ziya's face turned blue and then white.

"tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow I will reach the Nascent Soul stage. Let's see what you can do to me."

As they were talking, footsteps were heard outside the garden.

There were two people coming this time.

Fan Li and Zhang Daoling.

Needless to say, Fan Li, the Emperor of Jin and the master of Jin, should personally receive the guests.

Zhang Daoling accompanied the emperor, and of course because of his status as a god, he could play the role of peacemaker.

"Please calm down."

"The [Bai Hua Fu Chun Soup] is indeed a good medicine. Isn't the Prime Minister's health getting better day by day?"

"Good medicine tastes bitter, please be patient for a few more days."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Li had already arrived in front of Jiang Ziya.

Today is the first time the two meet.

There was no unnecessary nonsense, just a bow.

"Fan Li of Jin State, a vassal of Huainan Immortal State and subordinate to the Han Dynasty, meets Prime Minister Jiang of the Zhou Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)