I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 174
A quarter of an hour later, the smile on He Pingan's face stopped abruptly.

Pooh, they are all a bunch of old perverts who forget their righteousness!
Just now, not long after Han Li entered the Lichun Courtyard, he regained his flair as a little prince in the night scene, called the bustard, and quickly helped Master Wang and Lu Wei choose the girl they liked.

Unexpectedly, Lu Wei looks serious, but he likes plump and round girls with huge chest muscles, girls the size of watermelons, isn't he afraid of suffocation?
Then the three of them entered the backyard hand in hand to complete the important task of passing on life, leaving He Pingan alone in the front hall.

"Hey, a jug of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date..."

With a long sigh, He Pingan took the jug on the table in his hand, poured himself a glass of wine, and was about to drink it in one gulp.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

"Brother He is alone again!"

After the words were finished, a snow-white catkin stretched out, gently picked up a peanut on the table, and put it into the red lips and white teeth.

"Brother Wang, long time no see."

He Pingan drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and without looking back, he knew it was Wang Yifang who had arrived.

Behind him, it was replaced by that little servant, Xiao Ru, the master of men's clothing.

"Oh, don't mention it, it's going to be Chun Wei in the future, and I've been studying at home recently, and haven't gone out for a long time."

Wang Yifang took the jug in his hand and poured himself a full glass.

"It's going to be spring in the next day, brother Wang is still in the mood to go out for a drink?"

He Pingan smiled and said, but he knew that Lu Yong had been studying hard in the house for the past few days, and he didn't even go out a few times.

While talking, he poured himself a glass, the two clinked glasses, and then drank it down.

Wang Yifang put down his wine glass, smiled, did not speak, his back was straight, and there was a confident radiance on his smooth face.

Is this a close relationship?
He Ping'an couldn't help feeling sorry. If this posture was restored to women's clothing, the two big peach white steamed buns on the chest would have jumped up proudly.

However, the complaints in his heart belonged to the complaints, he could feel that Wang Yifang's Confucianism and Taoism had indeed increased a lot, and he was already close to the peak of the fifth rank.

A quarter of an hour later, after drinking for three rounds, Wang Yifang blushed, and the chatterbox opened.

"Brother He, I heard that something happened to the two real people in the Hall of Eternal Life?"

Wang Yifang stared at He Pingan with bright eyes and asked.

The disappearance of the two first-rank real people was sealed even though Emperor Jia Ming ordered it, but the matter was so unbelievable that it had already reached the ears of some high-ranking monks and court officials.

As a princess of one dynasty, Wang Yifang is not surprised to know.

He Pingan said via voice transmission: "Brother Wang even knows about this?"

"This is the secret of the Palace of Eternal Life."

Wang Yifang quickly explained via voice transmission: "I have a friend who is on duty in the palace and knows some secrets."

Hehe, I think you are a friend out of thin air.

He Pingan did not expose her, and continued: "There is indeed such a thing. Today, the dragon guards came to the Hall of Longevity to investigate, but there is no result yet."

Wang Yifang nodded, leaned on the wine table, and sighed quietly: "Two dignified first-rank monks can't even control their own destiny."

"Not to mention those of us, alas"

He Pingan heard the melancholy in her words, and asked curiously: "The last time I saw Brother Wang, I wanted to ask you. I always feel that Brother Wang seems to have something on his mind?"

"Oh, it's hard to say, it's better not to say."

Wang Yifang talked about him from left to right, but didn't say anything.

He Pingan will not force it. He and this Princess Yifang are like friends. The two met in Lichun Courtyard. After leaving this place, she is still Princess Yifang, and she will become a dragon riding warrior herself .

"By the way, Brother Wang, looking at the emperors of Daxuan, it seems that they all don't live to be more than a hundred years old. What's the reason?"

He Pingan asked via voice transmission.

He knew some secrets from Tao Zhen, but he still needed to confirm it from Wang Yifang.

"Brother He, how did you know this?"

Wang Yifang said in surprise.

"I found out about it from an ancient book."

He Pingan said nonsense, after all, he couldn't say it, Tao Zhenren told me this.

Wang Yifang thought about it for a while, and tentatively asked: "Why does Brother He think I will know about this?"

There are basically no books about Emperor Daxuan's longevity.

Because the Daxuan Dynasty lasted for 500 years, which was too long, not many books deliberately recorded the emperor's longevity.

Especially the birthdays of the princes and emperors of all dynasties are absolute secrets.

Unless someone is willing to spend a lot of time to consult ancient books and confirm each other, the above conclusion can be drawn.

So Wang Yifang suddenly thought that He Pingan asked himself if this royal secret meant that he had discovered his identity.

He Pingan stared at her reddish face with burning eyes, and said with a smile: "Didn't Brother Wang just say that he has a friend on duty in the palace?"

He didn't say the next sentence, and even the two real people in the Hall of Eternal Life suddenly disappeared. Your friend knew it so quickly, so what's so difficult about it?
"right"

Wang Yifang's pretty face flushed again, but he forgot about it.

"I did hear that from my friend."

Wang Yifang said quickly, hiding his embarrassment: "Brother He and I hit it off right away, so it's okay to tell you, but it's about the royal family, so please keep it a secret."

He Pingan nodded, indicating that he would keep his mouth shut.

"Actually, what Brother He said is not entirely correct. It's not that you can't live to a hundred years, but that you can't live to a lifespan of ninety-five!"

"You can't live until ninety-five?"

He Pingan pondered the meaning of this sentence in his heart, and at the same time looked at Wang Yifang with a slightly inquiring gaze.

"I don't know the specific reason. I only know that since the establishment of Daxuan, the lifespan of all emperors can only reach ninety-five at most, unless..."

When Wang Yifang said this, his voice paused.

"Unless what?"

He Pingan couldn't wait to ask, this little girl has learned badly, and she is starting to play tricks.

"Unless you break through the Transcendence Realm, you can get rid of the shackles of Jiuwushouyuan."

Wang Yifang was very satisfied with He Pingan's reaction, and said slowly.

He Pingan thought in his heart that it was indeed the case, exactly as Tao Zhenren said.

So, this is the reason why Emperor Jiaming established the Palace of Eternal Life and was eager to break through the Transcendence?

It seems that while enjoying the benefits brought by the Great Xuan National Fortune, it is also dragged down by the National Fortune. It is not so easy to be the Ninth Five-Year Honor!

He Pingan slapped around for a while, making sure that Wang Yifang had indeed been drained by himself, so he gave up.

"Brother He, you may have heard that a group of bandits appeared in Chuzhou recently, named Heifengzhai."

Wang Yifang's cheeks were reddish, he exhaled like blue, and asked.

He Pingan kept asking about the secrets of the royal family, which made her a little tired, so she quickly changed the subject.

"I heard a little bit, what's the matter?"

He Pingan asked lightly.

A few days ago, Zhang San led people down the mountain again, killed all the corrupt officials in a county next to Lin County, took away all the elixir, and distributed the county's gold, silver and food to the people, of course he knew about it.

In one county of Wuling County, two counties in a row were looted by Heifeng Village, and it has spread to Xuanyang City.

But at this time, Emperor Jiaming, maybe because he was overwhelmed by the disappearance of the two real people, or because he didn't bother to care about the small Black Wind Village, so he didn't care about it.

"I heard that although the people in Heifengzhai are bandits, they have strict discipline and never oppress the people. They also exchange a lot of gold, silver and grain for the people's spirit grass and other things. It's really strange."

Wang Yifang turned his bright eyes, looked at He Pingan and asked.

"Hehe, there are a lot of strange things in the world, and there is nothing strange about it. Maybe this village master is an alchemist who is good at alchemy."

He Pingan always felt that it was weird to discuss this topic, so he said hastily.

"The key point is that the Black Wind Village seems to be more in need of poisonous erysipelas than spiritual materials."

Wang Yifang said with a smile, as if he meant something.

"I don't know if there is such a thing."

He Pingan had no choice but to pretend to be confused.

Wang Yifang stopped talking about this matter.

After chatting for about half an hour, Wang Yifang was overwhelmed with alcohol, and was carried away by Xiaoru again on his shoulders.

He Pingan looked at Wang Yifang's leaving back, and always felt that this little girl seemed to have guessed something.

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