Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Fang Yao handed the peach talisman she had drawn to Yang Gao, who stuck some paste on the gate neatly.

"Okay, master, it's freezing outside, let's go in quickly."

"Hey, good."

Fang Yao withdrew her gaze from looking at the street in the distance, where it was burnt out during the siege, and it was barely restored to its original appearance after the soldiers and common people repaired it day and night.

The blue tiles on the eaves were covered with snow, and a few sparrows were chirping and flying away.

She turned around and entered the gate. Today is New Year's Eve, and every house has hung red lanterns in front of and behind the house, adding a bit of joy to the somewhat bleak street.

The rebellion came and went quickly.

Before the news spread to the Northland, the rebel leaders were all taken down.

These people are more or less secretly involved with the national teacher, and most of them are people with no ambitions, especially Huang Leihai who is stationed in Tianqi Mountain.

Daxiang has always valued literature over martial arts. Although Huang Leihai, who spent half his life in the army, has the title of general on his head, he is only a fifth-rank military officer. He was sent to Tianqi Mountain to guard the ancient altar two years ago.

This place is not far from Kyoto. In addition to the ancient altar, it is also a summer resort and royal hunting ground in summer.

Apart from training the soldiers, setting up altars in winter and patrolling the hunting grounds in summer, they did all sorts of idle things.

Huang Leihai led [-] forbidden soldiers to garrison here for two years. During this period, he lived peacefully, but secretly he had already been in collusion with the national teacher.

According to the confession of the surviving traitors, in the past six months, the national teacher had actually vaguely noticed that the emperor had become suspicious of him.

When it was time for the Centennial Ceremony, Guo deliberately left the imperial city a few days earlier to let the emperor, who had a grudge against her, relax his guard.

In the dark, everything has already been prepared.

Huang Leihai, who mysteriously disappeared halfway, returned to the capital under her secret preparations, and suddenly launched a rebellion with other eunuchs in the imperial city.

They really took the capital in one fell swoop, but failed to capture the emperor.

The emperor, who was supposed to rest in the palace, quietly went to the long-abandoned Shuxuan Palace for some reason.

That place was very evil, the rebel army first sent a few unlucky guys who were a bit more courageous to enter, and within a moment, there were screams from a few unlucky guys.

Huang Leihai was not in a hurry, after capturing the imperial city, he first occupied the imperial palace and waited for the national teacher to come to meet him.

But they didn't wait for the national division, but they waited for Fan Chen who led the army, one hundred thousand imperial troops, and Chu Nan who came to support from the south.

It turned out that Fan Chenzao and Chu Xihou passed letters, and they held the Tiger Talisman and the secret decree in their hands, and even the long-lost Jade Seal of Chuanguo.

The national teacher is dead, and the rebels who have lost their backbone have finally been defeated.
Fang Yao felt that the emperor still had some tricks.

After he learned that those elixirs were something that could turn people into monsters, he didn't seem very disappointed.

Back in the house, Fang Yao took out the mask and booklet hidden in the dark compartment next to the bed.

Ever since she discovered that the secrets of her body were related to these things, she tried to keep them by Fan Chen's side.

But Fan Chen's injury not only didn't get better, but it got worse, and she was so scared that she quickly took it away.

Fang Yao didn't believe in evil, so she asked Yang Gao to do an experiment. As a result, Yang Gao's hands, which were not yet fully healed, swelled up the next day.

She thought it was probably because of Tianhan, so she went to find other people, and all of them had problems, even A Wu Niang, who was in good health, started to feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and weakness in limbs after an hour of eagerly holding the mask booklet. .

Therefore, Fang Yao's beloved treasure was unanimously disgusted by everyone.

She didn't understand why this happened, and even secretly suspected that it was because she was a modern body that had been tempered by thousands of viruses.

Fang Yao lightly stroked the mask. Behind the Tianqi Mountain, although the color on its surface was still there, it seemed to have become dim, and there was no light.

There were no further changes in the brochure.

She picked up the mask and put it on her face, turning her head to look out the window.

The sky was still a little gray, but the black mist that covered the sky and the sun was gone.

Obviously everything was going for the better, but Fang Yao couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

She put away the booklet mask, got up and walked towards the next room.

"Mom, Auntie is here!"

Dabao, who was beating Jiang's legs, saw Fang Yao and shouted crisply.

Jiang's unfocused eyes moved, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "Second Sister, are you done?"

"Well, everyone is busy in the kitchen, sister, let's go there together later."

Fang Yao walked over, beckoned Dabao to lead the younger sister to play in the outhouse, then picked up the wooden comb from the dressing table, and carefully combed Jiang Shi's hair.

Since returning to the capital, Jiang's health has deteriorated day by day.

At this moment, he has been blind for half a month, and still falls asleep from time to time. After the imperial doctor Fan Chenxun came to see him, he shook his head again and again.

Everyone felt that Mrs. Jiang would have a hard time getting through this winter.

Fang Yao gently pushed aside Jiang's messy bun, clusters of white hair could be seen in the once black hair.

She was obviously only a 25 or [-]-year-old woman, but she seemed to have aged more than ten years overnight.

Masks and booklets can't heal these ancient people, Fang Yao dare not take them out for Jiang to try again, she can't stand any troubles.

"he died."

Suddenly, Jiang who had been sitting quietly spoke softly.

Fang Yao paused with the hand holding the comb, and looked down at Jiang Shi's face. The latter's expression was indifferent, as if it was just a statement, not a question.

"Ah."

She didn't deny it.

Jiang Wenjie was found at the North Gate. His body was bloody and bloody. If he hadn't had a badge, he might not have been recognized at all.

The Jiang family arrived three days later, took the body, and left without saying a word.

The second young master of the Duke's Mansion told her about this matter, but she didn't tell anyone, let alone Jiang Shi.

But at this moment, Fang Yao suddenly realized that in fact, everyone knew it, and Jiang Shi also knew it, but they all knew it well and didn't mention it.

"Master, Aunt Jiang, are you all right?"

Outside, Yang Gao's calling came.

Fang Yao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Jiang Shi also laughed, and said, "Okay, hurry up, everyone is waiting."

“I’ll be right soon!”

The atmosphere relaxed again, as if none of them mentioned it just now.

These days, Fang Yao has learned a few simple buns. She gently helped Jiang's hair, and inserted a peach hairpin, "Sister, you are so beautiful!"

Jiang Shi pursed her lips and smiled, then shook her head and said, "Your mouth is really full of honey."

Fang Yao smiled, and pushed the "wheelchair" leaning against the bed, which was designed by her and built by Yang Gao himself.

Jiang's body is weak, and it takes a lot of effort to walk with support. This wheelchair is much more comfortable.

It was cold, and the wheelchair was covered with a thick and soft woolen blanket, and another layer was covered on the legs. There was also a small hand stove in her arms. Jiang was half lying in it, and Fang Yao pushed it out.

Yang Gao, who was waiting in the yard, picked up Dabao and Xiaomei, and when they came out, they went to the lobby together.

Today, except for children, almost all adults are busy from morning till night.

There are three big Eight Immortals tables in the front hall, one table for men, women and children, filled with all kinds of food and cakes, steaming hot and full of aroma.

This is the first New Year's Eve when everyone gets together.

Early in the morning, Fang Yao distributed money to everyone according to the ledger, and bought new clothes.

Everyone's faces were beaming, and A Wu Niang even found out the rouge cream that Fang Yao bought for her before, and painted herself a big red face.

Fang Yao pushed Jiang Shi to sit down, the latter obviously couldn't see, but suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is Master Fan not here?"

"He is accompanying the emperor in the palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of gongs outside, followed by a slightly shrill voice.

"The decree arrives—"