The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 390 Nine, leaking the heavenly secret to seal the palace, Daoist Wuqing stood at the gate of the palace, he stared blankly at the high-walled courtyard in the deep palace, his eyes wandering.

Now he looks much older than a few years ago, and his silver hair has also lost a lot.

When Feng Qingcheng was in power before, Daoist Wuqing never came to the palace without notification, because he had a gold medal in his hand, as long as he came and showed a gold medal, he could drive straight in, but at this time, his hand Holding the gold medal, she insisted on asking the gatekeeper to report it.

This made the gatekeepers very puzzled. They had seen Daoist Wuqing many times when he came, and there was no such trouble as now. While Daoist Wuqing was waiting, a small soldier brought a A bowl of tea came to the side of Taoist Priest Wuqing.

"Daoist, you are thirsty, take a sip." The sun at noon is quite poisonous, and Taoist Wuqing has walked too much, so he looks extraordinarily tired.

"Thank you, little brother." Daoist Wuqing took the tea and expressed his gratitude to this little brother.

"It's okay, Taoist priest, is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll bring you another cup." The little brother has a kind of flattering behavior towards Taoist priest Wuqing, but this kind of flattery is very useful to Taoist priest Wuqing.

"Don't bother me, little brother." Daoist Wuqing said very politely, after drinking the tea, he handed the teacup to this little brother, and then chatted with him again. "How old is my brother today?"

"Responding to what the Taoist priest said, I'm eight out of ten today." The younger brother said truthfully. "I heard that Taoist priests can pinch and calculate, and there is no one in the world comparable to them. So, just now, I especially wanted to ask Taoist priests, can you calculate for me, when can I marry a wife?" With a shy smile on his face, brother asked.

"Marrying a wife and having children is a natural thing, my brother is still young, why are you in such a hurry?" Daoist Wuqing asked with a smile.

There was a trace of sadness on the little brother's face at this moment. "The Taoist priest doesn't know something. My mother is over fifty this year. Ever since she gave birth to me, she has been in poor health. She is dying. Over the years, she has sought medical advice and medicine, but she has never recovered. My little one Brother, I worked as an errand, and earned a little money, and took it all back to honor my old mother. Over the years, as I got older, my mother urged me to marry me, but my family was too poor. I have said several times, but the girl doesn't like it. Seeing that the mother's health is getting worse day by day, she especially hopes to hold her grandson earlier. Hey, I am so flustered, but it is just so that the mother can see her in her lifetime. That's all for grandson." After the little brother finished speaking, a sad look appeared on his face, and it could be seen that he was out of his heart.

"What a filial little brother." Daoist Wuqing took a closer look at his face. Although he came from a poor background, he was born with a luxurious air, and his nose bridge was particularly high. Although a person is thin and weak, his bones are extremely large. Such a person will surely develop in the future. "My little brother has no choice but to continue to be so filial. God will definitely take pity on my little brother. If the old man's calculations are good, my little brother will definitely be promoted at the end of the month. By then, my little brother will have an official position. Naturally, there will be many people's favors." Miss, I intend to follow my brother." Daoist Wuqing stroked his beard.Talked up.

"Is the Taoist priest telling the truth?" The younger brother asked in disbelief.

"Truth, guard this door carefully, you will meet the noble person you hit at this door," Daoist Wuqing said, and patted the little brother on the shoulder.

There was a burst of joy on the little brother's face, and after a while, a soldier ran out and said, The empress has invited Daoist Wu Qing.

Daoist Wuqing took a meaningful look at the little brother, and then entered the palace gate, which was closed heavily with a dull sound.

The little brother outside the door was still standing there cheerfully, counting the days until the end of the month with his fingers.

Daoist Wuqing came all the way to Shang Qinger's room. When he was about a mile away from Shang Qinger's palace, Daoist Wuqing once looked up and saw that there was a wave of ghosts hidden in the sky above the palace wall. Bloody haze.

"Daoist Wuqing has seen your mother." After arriving in Shang Qing'er's room, Daoist Wuqing first knelt down on his body and greeted Shang Qinger.

Shang Qing'er panicked and helped Daoist Wuqing up. Before that, Daoist Wuqing had saved her life several times, which moved her very much.

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to be too polite. The Taoist priest is Qing'er's benefactor, so there is no need for such a big ceremony." Shang Qing'er said politely.

Daoist Wuqing smiled and sat down.

"Daoist, I haven't seen you recently, how are you doing?" Shang Qing'er asked with concern.

"My body is quite good, but my lady's complexion doesn't look very good?" Daoist Wu Qing looked at Shang Qing'er's pale face and said.

"Hey, in the past few days, my health is indeed not as good as before, but Qing'er is absolutely relieved when the Taoist priest is here, and I ask the Taoist priest to give me some advice." Shang Qing'er said politely.

"Then the old Taoist will ask for your pulse." After the Taoist priest Wuqing finished speaking, he took Shang Qing'er's pulse. Sure enough, after a while, his face changed a little, and it was precisely because of his slight change , which made Shang Qing'er's heart ache.

"Daozhang, what's wrong with it?" Shang Qing'er asked, very anxious.

The Taoist stopped his hands and looked at Shang Qing'er with a smile. "The empress's body is much better. In the future, she will be able to regain her vitality by calming down and recuperating. Of course, the empress collapsed before. If there were no expert rescuers, the empress might have lost her life." I just felt the pulse. According to him, Daoist Wuqing saw it.

"Thank you, Daoist." Shang Qing'er's blessed body. "I don't know why the chief entered the palace this time?" Shang Qing'er knew that the Taoist priest entered the palace to look for her, not simply to diagnose her pulse, he must have more important things to do. do it.

"Your Majesty Bingxue is smart, the old Taoist doesn't turn corners anymore, just say whatever you want." Daoist Wuqing said, and his face became serious. "At the beginning, your father and I were old acquaintances. When he left, he gave me a notebook and asked me to hand it to you when you encountered great difficulties. Now, I counted , You just encountered difficulties, so I thought of this notebook, no, I brought it to you." The old man found a notebook from his luggage and handed it to Shang Qinger.

This book is not an ordinary book, it is made of parchment paper. This kind of paper can be preserved for many years. When Shang Qinger opened it, she was shocked. The words written on it also had a unique style. , is embroidered with red thread, if it is not a person with ordinary embroidery skills, it is naturally impossible to embroider such a high-quality embroidery.

The words on it were all the names of people, and there were some explanations behind it. Shang Qinger took a rough look and found that they were the names of people written. Moreover, several of them were current important ministers in the court. Shang Qinger gasped. Air-conditioning, closed the notebook.

"Mother, if there is nothing else, the old Taoist will leave first." After seeing Shang Qinger's reaction, the old Taoist chuckled. It seems that with this book, Shang Qinger can resolve this crisis. of.

"Why don't you stay for a few more days, Taoist priest? Take good care of your body in the palace?" Shang Qing'er persuaded, this Wuqing Taoist priest came all the way, taking a rest in the palace is nothing more than normal, his He was already too old, if he hurried on his way again, it might be bad for his health.

"Don't stay. In this deep palace, it's always easy to think of old people. When people are old, they are always entangled in such friendship. Even old Taoists are not immune." The old man said by Taoist Wu Qing It was Feng Qingcheng.

"Since the Taoist priest has such a knot in his heart, Qing'er will not stay any longer. Come and see the Taoist priest off." Shang Qing'er called the palace servants to send the Taoist priest Wuqing to him, and she also politely sent the Taoist priest Wuqing. Delivered to the door.

When he reached the door, Daoist Wuqing stopped in his footsteps. He turned his head and looked at Shang Qing'er's face. Finally, he still said something.

"Your Majesty, although the life of prosperity and wealth is incomparably gorgeous, in your life, it is just a flash in the pan. Your Majesty, don't miss it, otherwise, it will bring disaster to your life. Please take care of yourself." Daoist Wuqing After finishing speaking, before Shang Qing'er could speak, she turned and left.

His words made Shang Qing'er surprised, her expression was serious, and she remembered what Murong Xiaomei said to her earlier.

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for calling me." Shang Qing'er knelt down, and kowtowed towards the place where Taoist priest Wuqing left.

Besides, Daoist Wuqing, under the escort of the palace people, walked out of the palace gate along the original road, and when he got closer to the palace gate, his body became more and more bent.

When he reached the gate of the palace, he couldn't hold on any longer. He leaned against the wall and stood there. After he calmed down, he spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

The little brother who brought him tea just now came over in a panic and supported his body.

"Daozhang, what's wrong with you? But you're not feeling well?" The little brother's panicked expression made Daoist Wuqing see the anxiety in his heart.

"The old Taoist saw through the secret, but he couldn't control himself, so he finally said it. I'm afraid he will die soon, little brother, please do one thing, when the old Taoist dies, please bury the old Taoist in this place. With trembling hands, the old Taoist took out a map from his shirt and handed it to the younger brother.

"Daoist, isn't this the imperial tomb?" After briefly looking at the map, the younger brother said.

"It is indeed the imperial mausoleum. I have been his lifelong friend and I have guarded him for the rest of his life. When he is dying, it is best not to let me be too far away from him."

Daoist Wuqing sighed, and the little brother quickly carried his body on his back.