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"Uncle Emperor, why are they all silent?"

Renbao opened his round, beautiful eyes and looked curiously at the civil and military officials standing below. It was so quiet.

"Father!" Renbao's eyes lit up when he saw Su Xuance in his official robes. "Father is so majestic!"

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Su Xuance. He was indeed handsome and dashing, and he was also fortunate enough to have a daughter who was a celestial master, whose appearance was like that of a fairy child.

They were so envious their eyes were practically red.

The emperor said, "Little Celestial Master, guess why they fell silent as soon as you arrived?"

Renbao didn't answer. Instead, he leaned against the emperor, rubbing his belly, and blinked his bright eyes, trying to signal with his gaze.

You know what I mean, right?

emperor:.....

He really understood it.

"Serve the young Taoist priest a few plates of pastries," the emperor ordered.

When the pastries were served, Renbao ate one piece in each hand, looking both elegant and enjoying the delicious taste.

The civil and military officials couldn't help but stare at her bulging cheeks, swallowing hard; they were so hungry.

Waking up early to watch Renbao eat was pure torture.

"Your Majesty, it is against the rules for the Little Celestial Master to sit on the dragon throne," said Minister Yao of the Ministry of Revenue, stepping forward with a serious expression.

Just then, Renbao burped and gently poked the Emperor's hand: "Uncle Emperor, I'm thirsty."

"Drink slowly." The emperor personally poured her a cup of milk and handed it to her palm before looking at Minister Yao. "The little celestial master is innocent and naive. Minister Yao, please don't make a big deal out of it."

Minister Yao continued to advise, "The Little Celestial Master is no ordinary child. If she harbors any disloyal intentions, the Great Yong Dynasty may very well face a change of dynasty."

The Golden Palace fell silent suddenly, as all the civil and military officials were stunned by Minister Yao's words.

Does he have a problem with the young Taoist priest?

Although Renbao's actions were sometimes too bold, she was a shrewd and skilled little Taoist priest with superb medical skills.

It's better to offend the emperor than to offend a genius of metaphysics.

Su Xuance's expression changed several times, and he immediately stepped forward to protect his daughter: "Minister Yao's words are a bit too harsh. Renbao is intelligent and has a talent for metaphysics. She has only done good deeds and has no ulterior motives."

Wei Huaihao spoke up: "Minister Yao, have you been living too well and lost your mind? The Little Celestial Master has done so many great things for the country and the people, yet you dare to slander him with empty words."

"Are you perhaps jealous that the young Celestial Master was able to touch the dragon throne at such a young age, while you'll never have the chance in your entire life?" The Duke of Zhenguo spoke directly, his tone extremely sarcastic.

Minister Yao's expression changed drastically, and he retorted with a livid face, "Don't talk nonsense."

"You can spout nonsense, but I'm not allowed to speak? What kind of logic is that?" the Duke of Zhenguo retorted.

The emperor said slowly, "Alright, stop arguing. I have tacitly approved of the Little Celestial Master sitting on the dragon throne. Do not mention it again in the future."

Renbao's eyes were clear, and he slowly swallowed a mouthful of milk. What were they arguing about?

Silence fell again.

The civil and military officials were astonished, gaining a new understanding of Renbao's position in the emperor's heart.

Never mess with them!

At that moment, the eunuch rushed into the main hall, knelt down and kowtowed, his voice urgent.

"Your Majesty, a local official has sent an urgent report: a plague broke out suddenly in Luoyang last night, spreading rapidly and affecting almost every street and alley. Half the city's population has already been infected!"

The crowd's expressions changed drastically as they looked at the emperor on the dragon throne in terror.

Minister Yao looked at Renbao, stepped forward and said, "You all have witnessed the Little Celestial Master's medical skills. The mere plague in Luoyang must be nothing more than a minor illness in the eyes of the Little Celestial Master. I implore the Little Celestial Master to take action and save Luoyang."

That old scoundrel is clearly trying to elevate Renbao!

Su Xuance's lips trembled; he wanted to say something, but didn't know how to begin.

All eyes were on the girl from Renbaose Henan who was scattering flowers.

Renbao blinked and replied crisply, "Okay."

Everyone was stunned again, not expecting her to agree so quickly.

That was a plague that spread extremely quickly, and everyone wanted to avoid it.

The emperor, who had been greatly alarmed, relaxed a little upon hearing Renbao's response: "Little Celestial Master, would you like the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Academy to accompany you?"

"No need, I have Duan Duan, he can come with me," Ren Bao said.

The emperor knew who Duan Duan was.

Doctor Duan of Yuandetang.

He is in his sixties.

An old man and a little baby, practically single-handedly venturing into Luoyang City, could they really manage?

The emperor was uncertain again.

...

Luoyang.

A plague raged in the city, and the infected people were taken away by the government and locked in their houses.

Their heads were splitting with pain, and their bones felt like they were falling apart. The violent coughing made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Almost half of the doctors in the city had contracted the plague, and those who were too timid refused to treat patients.

There is no cure.

The entire city of Luoyang was plunged into great panic.

.....

"Renbao, you've just returned to the capital and you're going to Luoyang again. Your mother is really worried about you." Pei Yuru hugged Renbao tightly, her eyes reddening.

Everyone envies her for having a little Taoist priest daughter.

When she went to the temple to pray for Renbao, the abbot said that Renbao was destined to be extraordinary in this life, and that she was a child born with a destiny.

Those destined for greatness are burdened with missions and must shoulder responsibilities commensurate with their abilities.

As a mother, she would rather Renbao be an ordinary child, growing up carefree.

Renbao raised his chubby little hand to wipe her tears, his tone a little urgent: "Mommy, don't cry. The people of the world are in trouble, and Renbao can't just stand by and watch them die."

"Is Renbao happy doing these things?" Pei Yuru's nose tingled, and she gently stroked her little head, her voice slightly choked.

Renbao nodded and said firmly, "I'm happy. Human life is very precious. Granny Meng often says that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

"People should do good deeds and accumulate virtue. As a little Yama, I should set an example, otherwise how can I convince people and ghosts?"

Pei Yuru was stunned. Her Renbao was only three years old, yet he already had things he wanted to do.

She felt inferior to him.

"Renbao, your mother wants to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Do you think it's okay?" Pei Yuru's heart was pounding in her chest as she murmured.

Renbao cupped her face in his chubby little hands, then suddenly leaned in and gave her a big kiss: "Mommy, are you going to be a female general? That's so impressive, just like Uncle!"

A female general!

Pei Yuru was thrilled.

Becoming a female general was her secret and ambition, the goal she aspired to throughout her life.

Pei Yuru nodded slowly: "Yes, Mother wants to become a female general."

"Then Renbao will be the most powerful little Yama, and Mother will be the most powerful female general." Renbao exclaimed, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her with complete trust.

Pei Yuru's gaze gradually hardened, and she raised her little finger: "This is our secret, Renbao, please don't tell anyone, okay?"

Renbao blinked: "Including Daddy?"

Pei Yuru smiled and said, "That's right."

She wants to pick up her broadsword again to practice martial arts, and seize the opportunity to disguise herself as a man and go to the battlefield!

Renbao exclaimed happily, "Great!"

"Pinky promise, for a hundred years, never to be broken!"

...

Inside Luoyang City, at the county magistrate's residence.

The magistrate, pacing anxiously in the main hall, hurriedly asked his clerk upon his return, "Have you found a doctor? Have the imperial court sent anyone?"

The clerk's eyes welled with tears as he wearily replied, "No, all the doctors in the city who weren't infected with the plague have run away."

The magistrate, heartbroken, covered his face and wept bitterly: "What will happen to the people? Are they really just waiting to die?"

"I'm here!"

A childish voice came from inside.

Their voices were heard, but their faces were not seen.

The magistrate and his clerk looked at each other, their hearts suddenly leaping into their throats. In broad daylight, had they seen a ghost?