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"I had already arranged for someone to buy all the medicine from the pharmacies in the neighboring towns of Luoyang. That way, even if Su Renbao were a divine physician descended from heaven, he would have no medicine to use!"

The old man in the black robe said in a sinister tone.

The Empress Dowager sat at the head of the table, Prince Qing sat to her side, and Qin Zhenzhen sat next to him.

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhenzhen slightly clenched her fingers.

The Empress Dowager smiled with satisfaction: "Master was prescient. It seems that this time, the Little Celestial Master's prestige will be greatly diminished."

Prince Qing couldn't help but say, "Mother, if we do this, won't the people of Luoyang be doomed to die? Isn't that too cruel? These are human lives!"

As soon as he said that, the surroundings fell silent.

The old man in the black robe frowned.

The Empress Dowager's face was cold and stern as she stared at him intently. She rose and walked towards him step by step, her tone carrying a hint of anger and questioning.

"The victor is king, the loser is a bandit; which victor hasn't risen to power over countless corpses?"

"If you want supreme power, you must be ruthless and heartless, otherwise you will forever live at the mercy of your imperial brother, understand?"

The Empress Dowager exuded an imposing aura. She approached Prince Qing, bent down, and stared intently at him.

"I understand." Prince Qing was frightened; his lips trembled, and his eyes revealed panic.

The old man in black robes got up and walked into the inner room. He had figured it out; this Prince Qing was a hopeless case.

In terms of temperament, she is not as good as the Empress Dowager.

He was weighing whether it was worth betting everything on Prince Qing.

The Empress Dowager was a shrewd woman and noticed the old man in black robes' displeasure.

"Master, once Prince Qing and Zhenzhen consummate their marriage and have a legitimate son, you will be in charge of raising him," the Empress Dowager said.

The old man in the black robe stopped walking.

Did he understand what she meant?

If Prince Qing wants to seize any position, just treat him as a puppet emperor and focus on cultivating his offspring.

And he will be the future crown prince's mentor.

The old man in the black robe glanced sideways: "Awaiting good news."

The Empress Dowager breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Prince Qing, and coldly snorted: "Tonight, you will consummate your marriage with Zhenzhen."

Prince Qing looked up, his face full of disbelief. Did she have to interfere with when they would consummate their marriage?

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The demons frantically gathered herbs in the four mountains; they had plenty of strength and energy.

Renbao used the Samadhi Fire to roast the medicinal herbs they had picked.

She felt a little tired.

She also wanted to find a disciple who knew the Samadhi True Fire.

That way she can lie down and sleep while eating fruit!

"Dr. Duan, is this ginseng?"

"Dr. Duan, I've found a deer antler!"

The demons were overjoyed to find the precious medicinal herbs and exclaimed in surprise.

Doctor Duan leaned closer to take a look, and sure enough, it was him. Just as he was about to praise him, he met a ghostly face with bulging eyes, blood seeping from the corner of its mouth, and deathly pale.

He was so scared he almost didn't go over.

Calm down, he's Renbao's apprentice.

Doctor Duan stiffly forced a smile: "Yes, you're really amazing."

The male ghost poked its eyeballs back in, and seeing Doctor Duan leave in a flustered manner, he muttered, "Doctor Duan's smile is uglier than a ghost's."

Two hours later.

We've gathered enough herbs, enough to last Luoyang for several months.

Renbao, full of enthusiasm, waved his chubby little hand: "Back to the city, let's brew the medicine!"

in the city.

People who were supposed to take their medicine at the appointed time lined up spontaneously, but today they waited for a long time and the alley entrance was empty.

"Could it be that they've run out of medicine?"

"Has the little Taoist master left?"

"So what do we do?"

The people were terrified and cried out.

The magistrate, hiding at the corner of the alley, had bloodshot eyes and was clenching his fists tightly.

It was his fault for not buying the medicinal herbs in advance.

Heaven gave them a chance in Luoyang and sent them the Little Celestial Master, but he failed to seize it.

"Time to take your medicine!"

Renbao's cheerful, sweet voice roused the entire city.

The magistrate stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Renbao, who was leading the way, followed by a cart loaded with vats of medicine.

His mind was buzzing; where did the little Taoist priest get the medicine from?

"County Chief, I didn't see you when I got back to the manor. So you were hiding here slacking off!" Renbao picked up a small pebble and threw it at him.

Ouch! The magistrate clutched his knee, wincing in pain, but then he laughed.

The medicine is here!

Saved!

Before the people could even grieve for a moment, food and medicine arrived.

The magistrate strolled over to Doctor Duan and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Duan, where did the young Taoist priest obtain the medicinal herbs?"

Doctor Duan paused, he couldn't very well say that it was picked by ghosts.

"It's hard to say, but in short, it was obtained by my master with great effort and at a great cost. It was hard-won," Doctor Duan said, lying through his teeth and with an air of mystery.

He couldn't have imagined it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

While picking medicinal herbs, a rocking chair was placed at the foot of the mountain. Renbao lay on it, with ghosts fanning her from the left and feeding her fruit from the right.

There were also ghosts in front of her grilling fish and pheasants for her.

Upon hearing this, the magistrate's lips trembled slightly. He imagined that Renbao must have gone to ask someone for help.

The little baby, so young, pitifully went to find medicinal herbs.

"Little Celestial Master, you've been wronged!"

"Little Celestial Master, the entire city of Luoyang will remember your great kindness and virtue."

The magistrate, with tears in his eyes, ran up to Renbao, his face full of sincerity.

Renbao's eyelashes trembled, her little mouth slightly open, as she looked at Doctor Duan: "Duan Duan, quickly take his pulse, has he gone mad?"

Day three.

The medicine is still available, as are the steamed buns and porridge.

The fourth Qi.

Renbao stewed the ginseng and deer antlers picked by the ghosts with an old hen to make soup. She squatted next to the big pot, slurping her saliva.

It smells so good.

"Little Master, have some soup first." The cook ladled out a large bowl of chicken soup with several large chicken legs inside, and presented it to Renbao with both hands. "Be careful, it's hot."

Renbao took it, thanked her sweetly, took a sip of the soup, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

So fresh and sweet!

Wow! She took a bite of the chicken leg; the tender and sweet meat was so delicious!

Renbao ate with great relish.

A group of adults looked at her, their faces showing the loving smiles of fathers.

Renbao drank three large bowls of chicken soup and ate more than a dozen chicken legs. She rubbed her round belly and let out a burp.

"County magistrate, distribute the chicken soup to the people in the city, and let everyone have a sip."

The magistrate was shocked: "Little Celestial Master, this ginseng, deer antler, and chicken soup is for the common people?"

"Yes, you should all drink some too!" Renbao nodded matter-of-factly. "Everyone should take some tonics; century-old ginseng is a good thing!"

The magistrate was so moved he almost cried again.

He immediately gave orders to fill more than a dozen large vats with ginseng, deer antler, and chicken soup, place them at the entrance of the government office, and notify the people to line up for soup, with priority given to women, children, and the elderly.

Renbao's reputation in Luoyang was even greater than that of the emperor. She was deeply loved by the people, and countless merits flowed into her body.

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News of Minister Yao's impending death spread throughout the capital.

Madam Yao shamelessly went to the Su residence every day to keep watch over Renbao.

Palace banquet.

The Empress Dowager confronted Su Xuance: "The young Celestial Master has been in Luoyang for several days now, and there's been no word from him. Could it be that he failed to cure the people in the city and has fled?"