Chapter 347: 347 jailed
Chapter 347 Chapter 347 Going to Prison
"Master...Master, are you okay? Your arm..."
The little Taoist boy's voice was so sharp that it seemed to tear down the roof, rushing past Chu Lingxiao like a gust of wind, and rushed to Taoist Master Xuanjing's side.
Xuanjing seemed not to hear anything, and stared blankly at the pill furnace that exploded in half in front of him.
Chu Lingxiao became even more anxious. He knelt down and asked anxiously, "Taoist Master Xuanjing, how is the Buyuan Pill?"
For Chu Lingxiao, these elixirs were his lifeblood and his Qingyun Road. If the refining of the elixirs failed, then all the money he spent on getting them would be in vain.
Xuan Jing woke up from a dream and said to the little Taoist boy in a trembling voice: "Start the path to poverty alleviation."
"Master, be careful." The little Taoist boy helped Xuanjing up and helped him to the broken pill furnace.
Regardless of the wound on his arm, Xuanjing leaned over to check the damaged pill furnace and touched three or four black **** from inside. His hands were still shaking like sifting chaff.
As soon as his hand became unstable, one of the black **** slipped from his palm, fell to the ground and rolled out.
The Forbidden Army soldiers who came in later also saw the jet-black elixirs in Xuanjing's hands, and their expressions immediately changed.
Even without asking, they could guess that there was something wrong with this batch of pills.
Not good! Everyone knows that the emperor regards this furnace of elixir as his life. Not only did he send them to guard it here, but he also asked young Eunuch Wen to come every day to inquire about the progress.
The leader, the General Banner, had a solemn look on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Master Chu and Taoist Master Xuanjing are also invited to follow the general into the palace to meet the Holy Spirit."
His tone was very strong and could not be refused.
Chu Lingxiao's heart sank instantly.
Xuanjing wiped his face with his sleeves and said, "Please allow me to change my clothes, so as not to stain the emperor's eyes."
"Sir, master is injured. Please allow Xiaodao to bandage master's wound. Please, sir." Xiaodaotong also interceded for Xuanjing.
Zong Qi was a little hesitant, and after thinking about it, he felt that Xuan Jing's current embarrassed appearance would not be beautiful if it frightened the emperor. Moreover, Xuan Jing was favored by the Holy Spirit, so there was no need for him to offend others, in case Xuan Jing The danger has been saved.
So, the general banner nodded politely and said, "Taoist Master, it should be done."
The general banner was also afraid that Xuan Jing would run away, so he sent a few people to "escort" him to change into Taoist robes, and briefly treated and bandaged the wounds on his arms.
After that, the group left Yuan Qing Temple and headed for the palace with the scrapped black pills.
The emperor is still lying in the Yangxin Hall. In the past two months, his dragon body has not recovered. He can only stay and sit for a while every day. He will gasp for breath after walking a few steps. The servants do not dare to let the emperor stay. It's coaxing and cajoling.
There is a strong smell of medicine that lingers in the Yangxin Hall.
When the general led Xuan Jing, Chu Lingxiao and the middle-aged man into the palace, the emperor was lying on the dragon bed, weak and groggy.
He knew it was Xuanjing who was coming, so he barely held up his heavy eyelids, and the first thing he said was to ask about the elixir:
"Xuanjing, where is the Buyuan Pill?"
With just these few words, the emperor struggled to speak, his voice was no longer as steady and powerful as before, and he lacked confidence.
Xuanjing's face was a little pale, he bowed and replied helplessly: "Back to the emperor, the elixir furnace just exploded and the elixir was scrapped."
The general flag presented the box of black pills.
"What did you say?!" The emperor was furious, his whole body was shaking violently, his teeth were chattering with anger, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, and the full anger seemed to burst out with the veins.
"Xuanjing, didn't you tell me that you wouldn't fail? Didn't you say that as long as you have the medicine, you can practice the Bu Yuan Dan?!"
If the emperor had a teacup or paperweight next to him at this moment, he might have picked it up and smashed it towards Xuanjing.
Xuanjing raised his head and looked at the emperor, frowning with a guilty look on his face, and sighed: "It's the poor man who betrayed the emperor's trust. This Yuan-Buying Pill would not have failed in the first place. Until yesterday, everything went very smoothly..."
Xuan Jing's face was pale, and the green shadows in his eye sockets made him look haggard, as if he had been seriously ill, and his complexion was not much better than that of the emperor.
The emperor's heart seemed to be burned repeatedly by a ball of fire. He took a deep breath and asked again: "Why did the alchemy furnace explode?"
Xuanjing paused for a moment, glanced to the right, and then replied: "Back to the emperor, I will add medicine to the alchemy furnace at noon today..."
Chu Lingxiao: “…”
Chu Lingxiao's heart skipped a beat.
He was originally frustrated by the failure of the alchemy, and felt that his credit for finding the medicine guide was probably lost. Now that Xuan Jing said this, he felt that something was wrong.
Chu Lingxiao's heart sank.
Xuanjing continued: "Hey, it was the medicine that caused the problem."
"Impossible!" Chu Lingxiao quickly defended himself, "Your Majesty, this marrow balm was found at the request of Taoist Master Xuanjing, and Wei Chen still has some left."
Chu Lingxiao took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. His hands were trembling slightly, and he was almost scared to death.
Xuanjing asked for one or two ounces of marrow balsam, so Chu Lingxiao bought all the five ounces of marrow balsam from the store at a high price and gave them all to Xuanjing. What he had on hand was a sample packed in a bottle by the store.
Eunuch Ni took the small porcelain vase and was about to present it to the emperor when he heard the emperor say: "Show it to Xuanjing."
The emperor was still angry, his dull eyes were bloodshot with anger, and his anger was raging.
Xuanjing agreed, took the small porcelain bottle from Eunuch Ni, poured some light yellow powder into the palm of his hand, smelled it, sniffed it again, and tasted it again.
Chu Lingxiao recited from the side: "The marrow balsam tastes sweet, sour, and astringent, is warm in nature, is light yellow, has a grease luster, and is hard in texture. It can be broken by light smashing."
This errand was so important that Chu Lingxiao not only wrote down the key points about the marrow balsam, but also recited it many times. He knew it by heart and knew it by heart, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.
At this time, Xuanjing raised his head, frowned, his face looked unhappy, and he insisted: "Wrong."
There was silence in the bedroom.
Chu Lingxiao: "!!"
Chu Lingxiao couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Impossible. This is obviously marrow balsam. He has also confirmed it with other medicinal materials dealers. How could it be wrong?
Chu Lingxiao hurriedly defended himself: "It can't be wrong, this is marrow balsam!"
Xuanjing did not argue with Chu Lingxiao. He just handed the small porcelain bottle back to Eunuch Ni and explained: "The marrow balsam tastes sweet, sour, and astringent. However, this bottle of marrow balsam lacks the astringency, sweetness, and sourness. It should have been treated with vinegar." system."
Xuanjing shook his head helplessly, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
What? ! Chu Lingxiao's eyes widened and he couldn't help but said: "Taoist Master Xuanjing, you didn't say you shouldn't be jealous."
He turned to look at the middle-aged man, trying to find the approval of his colleagues: "Master Xie, do you think so?"
Mr. Xie didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he quickly clarified the relationship: "Mr. Chu, I don't know this officer, but you were the one who found the marrow balsam."
Mr. Xie was completely dissatisfied. He was originally dissatisfied with Chu Lingxiao taking the credit, but now he was secretly grateful. Fortunately, Chu Lingxiao took the credit.
Chu Lingxiao: "!!"
Eunuch Ni also poured out a little powder from the small porcelain bottle, tasted it carefully, and then nodded to the emperor, indicating that it was indeed what Xuanjing said.
Xuanjing let out a long sigh: "Hey! Mr. Chu, this is like a poor Taoist asking you for raw meat, but you got cooked meat. It's really a slight difference and a huge mistake."
The emperor looked at Chu Lingxiao with an arrow-like gaze, as if his eyes were quenched with poison.
Chu Lingxiao's mouth opened and closed, and once again he felt unable to argue.
"Your Majesty..." Chu Lingxiao wanted to say something else, but the emperor no longer wanted to hear it. He snatched the small porcelain bottle from Eunuch Ni's hand and smashed it at Chu Lingxiao.
The thunder, rain and dew were all due to your kindness. Chu Lingxiao opened his eyes wide and did not dare to hide at all. He let the small porcelain bottle hit his forehead and then fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. The powder of the marrow balsam was also scattered everywhere. land.
Those palace people had long been accustomed to the strangeness, lowered their heads, and stared at the tips of the shoes with low eyebrows.
"Your Majesty, it is clear that I am innocent." Chu Lingxiao bent his knees and knelt down humbly. A stream of blood came out from the corner of his right forehead. The bright red blood was shocking.
Chu Lingxiao's heart became even more panicked, confused, and anxious.
He couldn't help but think of what happened last year, when he went through all kinds of hardships and ran back to the capital from the northwest to report to the emperor. However, the emperor didn't believe him, and even took away his title and ordered him to be exiled.
He thought of his imprisonment and the suffering of his exile in Youzhou, and became more and more frightened.
This time, how will the emperor deal with him?
The emperor stared at Chu Lingxiao coldly for a while, took a deep breath, ignored Chu Lingxiao for the time being, and asked Xuanjing, "Xuanjing, can you practice again?"
"..." Xuanjing looked bitter and embarrassed.
The emperor's heart sank again, and he said again: "Jinyiwei has gone to Tutai Mountain to search for marrow balsam. I can send someone 800 miles to rush to Tutai Mountain to deliver the message. This time there will be no mistakes."
However, Xuanjing shook his head heavily: "Many of the medicinal materials used to refine Buyuan Dan are very precious and rare, and several medicinal materials are not enough. For example, Lingbencao, Xuanmingzi, Nan Tinghua, etc. are not common in the Central Plains. Some medicinal materials come from Chidi, some come from Haozhou, and some are left behind by family teachers and ancestors.”
"The most precious one is a medicine called Nine-layered Lotus Seeds, which Pindao got by chance when he went to Tianshan Mountain ten years ago. This Nine-folded Lotus only produces seeds once every hundred years, which is a rare opportunity. You can also find other medicinal materials. I'm looking for it, but I'm afraid I can't find it."
"Hey, it's a pity. If you can refine the Bu Yuan Dan and eat it, all diseases can be eliminated, and the person who takes it can reach the state of Yuan Zhen child's body. Taking the elixir in the future can get twice the result with half the effort."
Xuan Jing's tone was sincere and solemn. At this moment, he suddenly covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed violently. When he looked up again, the snow-white handkerchief had been stained red with blood...
The emperor and others were shocked, and Eunuch Ni shouted out loudly: "Taoist priest, what are you doing..."
Xuanjing sighed quietly again, his lips stained red with blood, and in contrast to his pale face, he looked even more haggard.
He added in a hoarse voice: "And this time Pindao lost his longevity to refine the elixir..."
The anger in the emperor's heart surged like adding fuel to the fire. He looked at Chu Lingxiao angrily and turned his anger on him.
Yes, Xuanjing has been working hard for himself, even at the expense of his longevity, to refine the Yuan-Buying Pill for himself. His loyalty is a lesson to the world!
It happened that Chu Lingxiao, a useless piece of trash, ruined a good thing!
At this moment, the emperor regretted that he should not have brought Chu Lingxiao back to the capital just to take advantage of Gu Jue and Chu Qianchen. As a result, he was tricked by Chu Lingxiao again before he could take action!
Now that the Buyuan Pill is useless, doesn't it mean that there is no hope of recovery? !
The emperor thought more and more angrily, wishing to cut Chu Lingxiao into pieces with a thousand knives, and ordered with gritted teeth: "Come here, take Chu Lingxiao to prison for me!" "Your Majesty, I am unjustly accused!" Chu Lingxiao felt desperate and still felt He shouted without giving up, his body almost collapsed, and there were countless grievances in his heart that he could not express.
As soon as the emperor gave the order, two chamberlains came in and dragged Chu Lingxiao out roughly.
Chu Lingxiao was still complaining for himself, but in vain. His hoarse voice gradually faded away, and finally nothing could be heard.
"Really unrepentant!" the emperor angrily scolded, his mouth trembling with anger, and his heart was irritated and angry.
Mr. Xie silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, feeling that he was lucky. He saved his life this time, and he would have to go to Baiyun Temple to fulfill his wish another day.
Others also breathed a sigh of relief. In short, it is always a great blessing to not suffer from Chiyu.
Xuanjing's eyelids trembled, and he shook off the snow-white whisk that was stained with some blood. He bowed to the emperor on the dragon bed again, and his voice became heavier: "Your Majesty, this time Pindao is refining this tonic. Dan, I have spent more than ten years of my life. Pindao made a fortune for myself, I am afraid that my life is running out. "
"Hey, Your Majesty, I forgive you, but I can no longer accompany the Emperor..."
As he spoke, Xuan Jing's eyes were red and sparkling with tears, looking ashamed and helpless.
The emperor thought of Xuanjing's loyalty and devotion to him, and his anger turned to reluctance. Previously, Xuanjing only said that refining the Bu Yuan Dan would reduce his lifespan, but he did not say that it would actually reduce his lifespan by more than ten years, causing his lifespan to be shortened by ten years. This was because he felt sorry for Xuanjing.
The emperor felt a little guilty and felt pity, and sighed deeply: "Xuanjing, you have really worked hard for me. I understand your loyalty."
"Since you have decided to leave, I won't keep you here."
Originally, the emperor thought that in a few years, he would make Xuanjing a national preceptor, build a Taoist temple for him, build a Dharma statue, and enjoy the incense of the world... It's a pity, maybe this is also a hardship on Xuanjing's cultivation path.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xuanjing lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, reluctantly.
The emperor hesitated and sighed again, but in the end he didn't say anything. He only gave an oral order to reward Xuanjing with a thousand taels of gold.
Xuanjing thanked Long En again.
After that, the emperor sent Xuanjing away.
Xuanjing respectfully exited the Yangxin Palace, and then followed Little Eunuch Wen out of the palace.
Young Eunuch Wen only sent the people to the gate of the palace and said goodbye to Xuanjing. He said politely, "Good day, Taoist Master." This time, he did not send any more soldiers of the Forbidden Army to "protect" Xuanjing when he returned.
Xuan Jing also replied politely, and left with a fly whisk in his hand, his wide sleeves bulging in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.
"It's finally out." Xuanjing whispered to himself, feeling light all over. It was only at this moment that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. The ancients were indeed right.
As early as the moment Xuanjing proposed refining the Buyuan Pill to the emperor, he was already paving an escape route for himself.
Xuanjing initially wanted to escape by refining the pill, so he told the emperor that it would take ninety-nine and eighty-one days to refine the Buyuan Pill. However, the emperor sent the imperial army to guard Yuanqing Temple day and night.
This made Xuan Jing realize that even if he escaped by chance, it would be useless.
There is no royal land in the world. If he sneaks away, he will live like a shameless mouse for the rest of his life. Moreover, there is a high probability that he will be caught by the emperor's people, so he has to leave if he wants to. Walk in an upright manner.
Xuanjing also knew that it was not that easy to get the emperor to agree to let him go. He could not let the emperor feel that he had sacrificed himself for the emperor, and even made the emperor feel guilty for him.
It’s someone else who’s wrong, and it can only be someone else.
Xuanjing hid in the alchemy room for several days, looking through various ancient books, but could not find a solution. Later, he accidentally remembered that he had heard someone mention marrow balsam to him. This medicinal material is extremely rare and can only be found in Tu Taishan, Youzhou. Yes, marrow balsam is susceptible to moisture, so for the convenience of storage, drug dealers usually process it before transporting it.
So, Xuanjing had an idea and proposed to the emperor to use marrow balsam as a medicine.
His plan worked!
In the midst of his thoughts, Xuanjing looked back in the direction of the palace. From his position, he could no longer see the back of Little Eunuch Wen. Only the majestic-looking Forbidden Army soldiers were still guarding the entrance to the palace.
Xuanjing secretly thought in his heart: Chu Lingxiao, I don't mean to harm you.
He had no grudge against Chu Lingxiao, and he didn't want to frame him. However, this was an opportunity he had managed to create. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know what else he could do. Hey, he could only blame Chu. Ling Xiao was unlucky.
Either Chu Lingxiao is unlucky, or he is unlucky. In comparison, it is of course better that Chu Lingxiao is unlucky.
Xuanjing withdrew his gaze without any affection and continued to walk forward with long strides.
Now, he can finally leave.
After Xuanjing left the palace, he did not leave the capital immediately, but returned to Yuanqingguan.
He always knew how to build momentum for himself. After returning, he arranged the manpower and began to spread the word to the Taoist priests and pilgrims at Yuanqing Temple without leaving a trace. He said that he had failed in refining the elixir, that his life span was about to run out, and that the reason for the failure of the elixir was His Taoist aspirations have not yet been fulfilled, and he says that he will not be able to survive the eightieth difficulty on the path of spiritual practice. This is the fate of life...
Xuanjing is a well-known celebrity in the capital, especially because he is highly valued by the emperor. He has been the focus of the dignitaries in the capital for the past year. There is no need for Xuanjing to add fuel to the flames. These news add fuel to the fire. The jealousy spread rapidly in the capital, and some people added some more legendary colors to the story.
For example, on the day when the alchemy furnace exploded, hundreds of birds cried in Yuanqing Temple;
For example, Taoist Master Xuanjing suddenly lost half of his head because of his lost longevity;
For example, the Sanqing statue in the Yuanqing Temple also shed tears for this...
…
These rumors intensified in just a few days, and many people said that Taoist Master Xuanjing was indeed a master of Taoism and was only one step away from reaching heaven, but unfortunately he still fell.
These words also reached Chu Qianchen’s ears.
Chu Qianchen hugged the soft pillow and threw himself on the beauty's couch, laughing non-stop and rolling around until his clothes were wrinkled.
The black cat Yueying, squatting in the corner of the beauty's couch, looked at his two-legged beast incomprehensibly, his round cat face slightly crooked.
Extreme joy gave rise to sadness. After laughing, Chu Qianchen couldn't help but belch.
"belch-"
She covered her mouth and burped twice, her pink cheeks bulging slightly, she looked like a goldfish, very cute.
Gu Jue gently stroked her back and diverted her attention: "Would you like tea? I'll make it for you."
Of course Chu Qianchen wanted to drink the tea Gu Jue brewed. He sat up holding the pillow and nodded: "Yes!"
Her sudden movement startled the cat, who jumped off the beauty's couch.
Gu Jue started to make tea skillfully, elegantly, deftly, neatly, and all the movements were done in one go, soft yet strong, without any unnecessary dragging movements.
Water and tea are perfectly blended together using these hands as a medium.
Chu Qianchen likes to watch him make tea. This is probably how beautiful people are, and they look good in everything they do.
She covered her mouth and burped again, then moved her face closer and asked, "My lord, did you already know this?"
As early as when Chu Lingxiao received the errand from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Gu Jue said that there would be problems with Chu Lingxiao's errand within a month at most.
really!
Chu Qianchen held his chin and looked at Gu Jue, his eyes sparkling, as bright as the stars in the night sky.
After Gu Jue made tea, he put down the kettle and Yun Danfeng said softly: "I know Xuanjing should run away."
"Xuanjing is a bit clever and very utilitarian, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages."
"When things have reached this point, since he can't cure Gu Lang, he will not wait for death in the capital. He must find a way to escape. But he didn't escape. Instead, he offered to make some elixir for Gu Lang. That was a sign of , there will definitely be something wrong with his elixir."
Gu Jue handed the freshly brewed tea into Chu Qianchen's hands. While Chu Qianchen took the teacup, he burped again.
She pursed her lips in embarrassment before saying: "Gu Lang fell ill because of the erysipelas attacking his heart. If he had been willing to use the imperial doctor's medicine at the beginning, he might have had a chance of survival, but now, the erysipelas may have invaded his heart. Now There are no more than two people in the world who can cure Gu Lang."
Chu Qianchen gestured with **** casually, one was himself and the other was his master Lin Miao.
"If Xuanjing can't make a medicine that can cure the imperial doctor, he will definitely have to die. A person like him who knows how to seek benefits and avoid harm will definitely not blame the problem of the elixir on himself, so of course he will blame it on others. "
Therefore, whoever accepts this errand will be unlucky.
Gu Jue smiled slightly and blew the freshly brewed tea gently.
From the moment Xuanjing proposed the marrow balsam, Gu Jue guessed that Xuanjing's plan had begun, and the marrow balsam should be the key to it.
There were also people from Gu Jue in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. After Gu Jue gave some advice, the job naturally fell into the hands of Chu Lingxiao.
Of course, Chu Lingxiao could also be passive and sabotage like his colleagues, but Chu Lingxiao was eager for quick success, always arrogant, and always wanted to reach the top in one step.
If he wants to take credit, he will leave his colleagues alone and earn the top credit himself.
Although Gu Jue didn't say these key points, Chu Qianchen could also understand that Chu Lingxiao's temperament was like this, so he didn't want to work for the Ministry of War, and would rather go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He just felt that he had a better chance of working for the emperor, and he didn't think he would know if he went to the Ministry of War. How many years does it take to get ahead?
Some people will never learn to behave no matter how hard they fall.
The corners of Chu Qianchen's lips curled up slightly. She could imagine that Chu Lingxiao was still locked up in the sky prison and was still blaming others. He felt that he was right and that others were harming him.
Chu Qianchen slowly drank the hot tea. The tea was clear and refreshing, and the tea had a mellow aroma that complemented each other well. He praised: "Your Majesty is so awesome!"
I don’t know whether it was to praise him for making tea or something else.
"It seems that the hiccups have stopped." Gu Jue pursed his lips and smiled, as gentle as gurgling spring water.
She is always easily satisfied and will be happy at the smallest things.
Chu Qianchen took another sip of tea, sat there and waited for a moment, then smiled: "No more hiccups."
She laughed again, this time in a controlled manner for fear of hiccups again. She rubbed her face into his arms for a while, then changed the subject: "Your Majesty, has the 'time' come?"
She spoke vaguely, but Gu Jue understood what she was asking. He rubbed her hair and said, "Not yet. We have to let him hurry up in the prison. When he finds out, he has no other way out." Time is the best time.”
Chu Qianchen nodded obediently: "Well, we are not in a hurry."
It's better to let him suffer a little more, lest he doesn't know how high the sky is and wants to raise the price!
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