White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 177 There is an Unfeeling Request

Carrying it on your back is better than holding it, right?

Fei didn't dare to look at Eric, but Eric raised his eyebrows slightly: "You can do whatever you want."

As he spoke, Eric's arms gently lifted Feike's slender waist. After Feike's eyes turned upside down for a while, his whole small body lay completely on Eric's back.

ah?This……

Is it possible that with great strength you can really do whatever you want?

Feike panicked and grabbed Eric's shoulders: "Wait, I still..."

"Is this uncomfortable?" Eric held Feike's body and bumped it up twice more, until he hugged Feike firmly with his backhand, "What about this? Don't move around, you may fall. "

Eric worried about Fiko's legs all the time.

Feike's legs subconsciously curled up on his body, moving upward little by little, for fear of being touched by Eric.

The guards stood aside and dared not speak out in anger. There was no tenderness in Eric's eyes, but a hint of cruelty.

He originally wanted to establish diplomatic relations with the king of this country in a friendly manner, but their country's actions made it impossible for Eric to have a friendly attitude.

Gui Guzi was well-informed and could already guess what Eric was thinking when he saw that his expression was not pleasant.

The hand behind his back secretly tugged on Eric's clothes a few times, and Guiguzi said quietly: "Pay attention to the influence of the two countries."

"..." Eric sneered back silently.

A group of people walked into the palace grandly under the escort of the guards. From the outside, the palace was already very grand. After climbing up the stairs and entering the high threshold, the inside of the palace became even more magnificent. grand.

Alves didn't close his mouth for a long time. In his eyes, Gothic-style buildings were too ordinary. Only the red and gold buildings in front of him would give people more visual impact. feel.

"...It's amazing." After a long while, Alves held back these words in a daze.

Not only is it amazing, every brick and tile here is a work of art in the world.

In particular, the decorations on display that look like animals are exquisitely carved, and the eyebrows and eyes are more lifelike.

For a moment, it felt like these bronze and stone blocks were alive.

"Smelly old man, what are those?" Alves pointed to the animal heads on the table in confusion, "Why are there only cow heads, pig heads, sheep heads..." Why are there no cat heads that he likes?
For a while, Guiguzi didn't know whether to call Alves stupid, but after all, the national culture was different. Guiguzi held back for a long time, swallowed that "fool" back, and pointed his fingertips lightly at the bronze statues with bull's head and horse face: "These sculptures , called the Chinese Zodiac in this country, there are only twelve animals: rat, cow, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, chicken, dog, and pig.”

Alves nodded as if understanding. For a long time, he still tilted his head in confusion: "But why can there only be these twelve kinds?"

Alves clasped his fingers and muttered for a while. After confirming that Guiguzi did not mention "cat" just now, Alves opened his lips in confusion: "Why is there no cat?"

Guiguzi said he didn't want to explain.

"This is just a traditional custom in our country. Every year is replaced by an animal. Twelve years is a cycle. Each animal has a unique meaning. As for the cat you asked? Maybe Only fairy tales can explain it."

It's just a theory.

Guiguzi kneaded the center of his brows helplessly, and really didn't know how to explain it, but that noisy Alves was entangled with Guiguzi again, Guiguzi was too well-informed, and his words were always so strange and interesting, Alvis Si pestered Guiguzi to tell him that fairy tale that even a three-year-old child would be tired of hearing.

There were faint veins on Guiguzi's forehead. He suppressed the impatience in his heart, tugged the corners of his lips, and showed a cruel-looking smile: "Good boy, I'll tell you when I get home."

Alves: "..." Why do you feel so fuzzy in your heart?
The emperor was sitting on a high throne, with extravagant gold tassels hanging in front of him. The distance was too far, and the four of them couldn't see the emperor's face clearly, but they could only feel the oppression of being high above them.

"Is that the king of their country?" Eric turned his head slightly and looked at Gui Guzi.

Guiguzi rolled his eyes: "Okay, whatever you say is what it is."

Guiguzi thought Eric felt that "king" was easier to pronounce than "emperor".

When the emperor saw that the four people in the group still refused to kneel, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was uncontrollable sullenness in his eyes: "Why don't you kneel?"

Eric looked at Guiguzi out of habit. He couldn't understand what the king sitting high up was saying.

Gui Guzi remained silent, but spread out one hand, put two fingers on the palm of his other hand, and suddenly flexed his hand, as if a little person was kneeling in Gui Guzi's palm.

Eric's face turned pale instantly.

He, a prince, the future king, actually wants to kneel down to others? !
Eric looked at the emperor coldly: "I won't kneel!"

Guiguzi was almost sweating in his heart. Fortunately, these two arrogant people couldn't understand each other's language. Otherwise, Guiguzi would have guessed that they could really fight each other regardless of the country's image!
The emperor propped his elbows on the dragon chair, half-supporting his chin. Seeing that the group of four people still acted as if they had never heard of it, he couldn't help but frowned: "Are you suffering from a disease?"

The emperor had already said it very implicitly. With his position, the emperor could scold those people. Was he deaf?Still blind?Or lame? !

However, those blond people looked like outsiders. The emperor suppressed his anger and tried his best to sound friendly in his words.

Guiguzi saw that the momentum on both sides was getting stronger and stronger, and was about to get out of hand. He hurriedly jumped out to smooth things over. The old man half-bent his knees, knelt down in front of the emperor like a gentleman, and said respectfully: "This He is a prince from a Western country, and he also has a merciless request for this trip. The customs of their country are different from those of our country, so please bear with me, Your Majesty."

"Oh? Really?" The emperor cast his eyes on Eric again with great interest. When he saw Eric for the first time, the emperor felt that this blond and blue-eyed young man looked extraordinary, especially that The armor he wore didn't look like ordinary armor, but more like a cold weapon that could only be made by the royal family.

"Since I have an unkind request, can I ask what it is about?"

The emperor's eyes were half-squinted. He looked at Eric carefully, and by the way he saw the two little white lotus-like arms hanging on Eric's shoulders. Eric seemed to be carrying someone on his back. That person The bones were so slender that they were just covered by Eric's body.

"Is that person behind you...?"

The emperor's eyes lingered on the white lotus-like little arm. Looking down, Eric was gently lifting the man's legs. The man's jade feet exposed under the hem of his clothes were even more attractive, especially The slender ankles are also decorated with layers of bells.

It has an exotic and graceful feel.

Since this self-proclaimed prince from another country has a merciless invitation for this trip, surely it will bring some equivalent benefits, right?
Is this the benefit...?
Eric bowed slightly. Although he and the emperor did not understand each other's language, this did not prevent him from introducing himself without being humble or arrogant: "I am Eric. My mother is seriously ill and bedridden all year round. These two are my The miracle doctors invited by the people wrote a prescription, saying that there were several herbs that only the royal family had, so we thought..."

Guiguzi translated it word for word for the emperor, adding a few honorifics as appropriate.

The emperor's expression indeed softened a lot.

It's not just for a few medicinal materials. The most indispensable thing in their country is Chinese herbal medicine. What's more, the royal doctor will be allocated land with good weather and a part of the treasury will be used to grow Chinese herbal medicine.

In this mysterious oriental country, although their Chinese herbal medicine cures the root cause, the effect is not fast. Once you use a certain prescription, you have to cook it and take it for many months. Therefore, the consumption of Chinese herbal medicine is also huge. Many doctors in the countryside have insufficient supply of medicine.

The emperor carefully recalled what precious herbs the royal family had.

If it is a commonly found herb, just give it to the emperor. The emperor will not feel sorry for it. By the way, we can also establish diplomatic relations between the two countries and get back a beauty...

Seeing that the emperor's expression had softened, Guiguzi had probably acquiesced to this matter.

He took out the piece of paper from his coat, unfolded it, cleared his throat, and began to read the prescription.

Several of the imperial doctors had stretched out their ears, but the first medicinal ingredient Guiguzi mentioned stumped them.

That medicinal material was rarely known. There was no record of it in various prescription books in the country. The imperial doctor was reluctant to throw away the medicinal material, so he gave it to the royal family. However, no one dared to use it, and no one knew which medicinal material was used for medicine. Finally, will it be a cure-all or a deadly poison.

After Guiguzi read all the medicinal materials in succession, he bowed his head respectfully and handed them over with humble hands.

Guiguzi means to let the emperor read it.

The attendants immediately came forward with clear understanding. After taking it with both hands, they walked up the stairs respectfully and handed it to the emperor, asking him to take a look.

When the emperor heard Gui Guzi reading the prescription just now, he couldn't help but frown. Now that he saw clearly what prescription was written on it, he looked even more embarrassed.

The herbs at the back were all fine, and they were common medicinal materials in this country. Not to mention whether the emperor would give them these medicinal materials, just talking about the precious medicinal materials that bore the brunt, the emperor started to murmur in his heart.

No one dared to try it, and no one knew whether the medicinal material was poisonous or not.

If a few people in this group got these medicinal materials and happily took them, they would all be poisoned...

that……

Then they can’t explain why they are right!

The emperor was very hesitant and his words were slightly tactful.

"Are you sure you want these herbs? No one can guarantee whether these herbs will kill people..."

"I can guarantee it." Seeing that the emperor had doubts about his prescription, Guiguzi jumped out to confirm, "I have personally tried these medicinal materials. In addition to being used to clear away heat and detoxify, there will be no other side effects. Moreover, these medicinal materials can be used to clear away heat and detoxify. Several medicinal herbs are not incompatible with each other, each one complements each other.”

Seeing that Guiguzi dared to be so confident, the emperor couldn't say anything to dissuade him.

It was just that the emperor asked with some uncertainty: "May I ask you...?"

For so many years, the emperor has brought doctors who are familiar with Chinese herbal medicine all over the country into the court as imperial doctors.

But there was only one miracle doctor who lived in seclusion in the mountains. No matter how much the emperor searched for him or visited him, he could not find him.

The emperor even thought that the "miraculous doctor who lived in seclusion in the mountains" was just a legend and a gimmick passed down by word of mouth among the people.

So the emperor no longer insisted on paying a lot of money to invite the miracle doctor, but he didn't expect that today he would find a miracle doctor who was also familiar with Chinese herbal medicine. Could it be that he was...

"I, Gui Guzi." Gui Guzi saluted respectfully.

This old man was resourceful and well-informed. Facing the emperor's temptation, Guiguzi remained calm and calm as usual.

The emperor was slightly taken aback.

The miracle doctor who lives in seclusion in the mountains is none other than Gui Guzi!
But why did this miracle doctor suddenly come out?
Is it just for the seriously ill bedridden princess of that country?
Moreover, the emperor heard that the old man named Gui Guzi had a very weird temper, and his mood depended on his every visit.

If you are in a bad mood, just say a few words to deal with it.

When I feel better, I will use the scalpel or talk about a simple prescription.

However, it is very strange that every loyal person who goes to the mountain to seek medical advice and visits his patients will miraculously recover within three days, even if the seriously ill body is already terminally ill and is not about to die. .

And those who have impure minds and want to steal the prescription will suffer from the same illness he told about in three days...

The emperor always felt that this was just a folk legend.

But now that he saw Guiguzi, the emperor suddenly felt that those legends were true and false, mixed with each other.

Guiguzi is an old man with white hair and a long beard. He looks like he has a long life, but he can still live for a hundred years. Especially the old man's cloudy pupils are a bit shrewd, and he doesn't look like an old man at all. A state of despair.

The emperor suddenly had a crooked idea. Which emperor doesn't want to live a long life and become immortal?
Which emperor doesn't want to always have the country and beauties?
The reason why the emperor summoned all the genius doctors from all over the world was still a little selfish for immortality.

The old man in front of me must have a panacea in his hands!

The emperor's eyes turned slightly, and he soon came up with a plan. He didn't want any beauty, but the most practical elixir of immortality!
"I just exercise every day. I rarely take medicine."

(End of this chapter)