The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 476 I really owe him
Feeling guilty in his heart, he promised Ji Ruxuan three favors. In order to avoid complications, these three favors were made through the Yu family of the Taiwei Mansion.

Ji Ruxuan leaned on the chair, took a breath, and said weakly: "Back then, Wanjun Mountain promised me three favors. One of them, when I asked Yu Hengzi to come out of the mountain to diagnose and treat Concubine Mu, has been used up."

The cardinal sighed secretly and opened the jade box. There was a brown-black ointment inside, which exuded a strong medicinal fragrance. It's refreshing.

Ji Ruxuan's aching head couldn't help but clear his mind: "There are two more favors. One is to ask the Taoist priest to personally come forward to protect the eldest princess, and the other is to ask Wanjunshan to take care of the eldest princess for three years."

The cardinal said cheerfully: "This is not difficult to handle. I just need to do it."

Ji Ruxuan's heart relaxed and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

"Look at your half-dead state," the cardinal said with a face of pain. He took a spoonful of ointment and put it into a cup to dissolve in water, then handed it to Ji Ruxuan, "Drink quickly, drink quickly, do you know how expensive this medicine is? Thousand-year-old ginseng, young deer antler, seahorses from the Yellow Sea, Cynomorium cynomorium from the Hu and Qiang areas, Rouconongrong from the desert, etc., there are more than 100 authentic medicinal materials."

Authentic medicinal materials are medicinal materials produced in areas with specific natural conditions and ecological environment. Of the same type of medicinal materials, authentic medicinal materials have better quality and better curative effects.

Don't look at this small box of medicinal materials. The medicinal materials alone are from all over the world, flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, growing in the ground, all kinds of strange things.

When collecting medicinal materials, you must choose the season, weather, and time of collection, and choose the medicines with the best effect in the best year. Some medicines have to be fished out from the sea, which is very difficult, and some medicines have to be collected in the desert, and the environment is harsh. , Yu Hengzi collected it for decades and made such a box of Guiling secret medicine, which is a treasure of Taoist health.

"Thank you." Ji Ruxuan obeyed, took the cup, and drank it all in one gulp. The warm and salty taste slid down his throat and into his abdomen, giving him a feeling of relief and relaxation in his stiff and cold body. , suddenly felt warm.

The cardinal said: "Every time the residual poison in your body attacks, it becomes more dangerous. After this backlash, the residual poison becomes a little stronger. It is no longer possible to control the poison by spreading your power. The best way is to take this opportunity to spread your power." Get rid of poison."

Ji Ruxuan didn't say anything, but looked a little indifferent.

"You brat," the cardinal couldn't help but scolded, "If you agree to spread your kung fu and remove the poison, I will help you with the secret medicine of the turtle order. In five months at most, I will be able to help you successfully remove the poison and restore your kung fu to its peak. The condition will ensure you a long life in the future."

When he mentioned the secret medicine of Gui Ling, he took a breath and felt pain visible to the naked eye.

Without the help of the secret medicine of Gu Ling, it would take at least a year to get rid of the poison, and at least half a year. You can't use your true energy rashly, and after the poison is removed, it will take half a year to recuperate before your skill can return to its peak state.

Ji Ruxuan sneered, not to be sarcastic, but because he felt that being unable to use his true energy for five months was simply impossible for him now.

If he was the only one who could live a long life, he would rather not have it.

Ji Ruxuan looked at him and said firmly: "In three years, I will climb Wanjun Mountain again and ask the Taoist priest to help me drive away the poison."

The cardinal cursed: "Why are you so stupid? I promised you that I would protect the eldest princess. Why are you anxious? Boy, when people are anxious, they are prone to making mistakes. Don't rush for quick success and kill people in vain. Damn it, you will be riddled with karma and will not end well, and it is still unknown whether you can last three years with your broken body now, so don’t let the small lose the big."

Ji Ruxuan didn't say anything. He knew that the Cardinal had the ability to keep Jiang Fuguang healthy, but for how long, who knew?
He would never leave Jiang Fuguang's life under the control of others.

"It's so annoying!" The Cardinal couldn't do anything to him, and he cursed again. He picked a walnut-sized ointment from the jade box, put it in another small jade box, turned his eyes aside, and pushed it in front of Ji Ruxuan. Out of sight, out of mind. "Use some every time you spread your energy to attack poison, or when the remaining poison shows signs of backlash."

Ji Ruxuan looked at the palm-sized jade box in front of the cardinal.

"What are you looking at?" The cardinal immediately took the jade box into his arms and looked at him with a look as if he was guarding against thieves. "There are only so many, there are no more, don't even think about it."

Thinking that he had given up half of it today and left most of it, which might be used to detoxify him three years later, the cardinal's face collapsed and he was filled with sadness.

Really owed him.

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cough.

cough cough.

Jiang Fuguang's face was pale and he kept coughing while leaning on the pillow. Yingluo entered the room with medicine in hand. Seeing that the eldest princess was coughing again, she couldn't help but feel worried.

After the eldest princess woke up, her body had been very weak. The imperial doctor said that the eldest princess had suffered from frostbite, which was a root cause of the disease that was difficult to eradicate. If she did not take a good rest while she was young, her life span would even be shortened.

She suppressed the worry in her eyes, served the eldest princess to drink the medicine, and then talked about the news in the palace: "Early this morning, Prince Rong summoned the officials who wrote history in the court, and asked to read the history books but was refused. Prince Rong was furious. Angry, the historian bluntly said that emperors should not look at history by themselves, as this goes against the ancient system and ancestral precepts, and is not in line with the rules."

Jiang Fuguang coughed twice more and said in a hoarse voice: "The current history-writing officials in the history museum are the Nanshi family. They consider themselves descendants of the Nanshi family in the Spring and Autumn Qi Kingdom. Members of the family have been historians for generations, recording the important events of the past dynasties. "

Historians are hereditary in the family, usually after the father dies, the son succeeds, and the elder brother succeeds the younger brother. All members of the entire family can become officials who record history books, so they are also called "Historians".

During the Spring and Autumn Period, Cui Zhu, the minister of the State of Qi, killed his lord Duke Zhuang of Qi. In order to cover up the history, Cui Zhu found the then historian of the State of Qi, Tai Shibo, and asked him to change the historical records.

Tai Shibo was not threatened, so he wrote in the history book "Cui Zhu killed his king". Cui Zhu became furious and killed Tai Shibo immediately.

Cui Zhu went to Tai Shi Bo's second brother Tai Shi Zhong, his third brother, and his fourth brother Tai Shi Ji one after another, and killed them one after another. Cui Zhu's mentality completely collapsed, okay, you can write whatever you like, even if All the Taishi family were killed, and there were other historians in the court who would record everything truthfully.

At that time, the Nanshi family heard about the Taishi family's experience and immediately drove away to write history on behalf of the Taishi family. On the way, they heard that Cui Zhu had changed his mind, so he returned home.

The king must write, write straightly, and not be afraid of life and death. This is the spirit of the Shi family that has been passed down from generation to generation. Every tablet in the family is a monument to the ancestors, who are not afraid of life and death, write straightly, and never forget the ancestral precepts. , is the greatest value of filial piety, and descendants, without exception, have maintained this original intention.

(End of this chapter)