Xie Xuan jumped off the only intact wooden stake. After he landed on the ground, the wooden stake that was still standing just now broke and the wood chips scattered.

He turned slightly and raised his eyebrows at Yiyang Zhenren. Before Yiyang Zhenren could speak, he raised his chin and proclaimed:

"Xie Xuan, Sheng."

The face of Yiyang Zhenren was ashen, and the hand holding the teacup kept trembling. Xie Xuan walked to him with a smile: "Senior Brother Third, your little disciple is too dishonest. If you don't know, you thought it was taught by your master."

Just now, the disciples of Ziwei Palace were holding their breath. They only talked about the level of kung fu in the competitions. Ding Guangshan had thin iron sheets hidden in the soles of his shoes, and everyone saw them.

He also thought that Yi Yang Zhenren would stop drinking, but he pretended to be a tea and was completely invisible. He was both angry and ashamed.

Therefore, Xie Xuan won the victory, and the cheers of the disciples of Ziwei Palace were louder and louder.

Yiyang Zhenren stood up and said, "The pile platform was destroyed, and I will compete again tomorrow."

As he said that, he did not stop for a moment and left with his sleeves. The little disciples followed his master, packed up the teacup and dusted dust, and didn't even dare to look at his senior brothers.

It would be fine if the other party was from Fengtianguan, but it was a bit unreasonable, but it was the same sect and the same sect.

Xie Xuan stretched his waist, hooked his small shoulder with one hand, and rubbed his belly with the other: "Are you hungry? I'm hungry."

I had to hurry back when I entered the city. Now I entered the city and I couldn't walk for a long time and then there was a curfew.

Xie Xuan winked at Xiaoxiao: Let’s go up the mountain to make a chicken and cook it and cook it.

Wen Renyu said at the right time: "For the matter of my mother, Junior Sister Lai Sang and Junior Brother Xie, I told me to invite you to the Zhulin Jingshe for dinner."

Xie Xuan touched his face and then ate vegetarian food. He turned his face green, but since Wen Renyu invited him, he had to give him some face: "I'll eat vegetarian food for another day today."

Since I was visiting the Zhulin Monastery, I couldn’t go there empty-handedly. Fortunately, there were many wild flowers in the mountains. I picked a small handful and hugged them in my arms to bring them to the eldest lady.

Ming was preparing vegetarian dishes in the house.

After moving into the back mountain of Ziwei Palace, she followed her son to eat vegetarian food. Seeing that the time was almost over, she waited for her son to come back at the door of the bamboo house. She saw three people walking on the mountain road from afar.

Xiaoxiao walked in front with a handful of mountain flowers in her arms. Xie Xuan held her hands behind her back, picking a flower from time to time and stuffing it into her arms.

As the flowers in Xiaoxiao's arms became more and more, Xie Xuan took over, held them high, and jumped up the steps.

The closer they were, the more Ming Shi could see the expression on her son's face. She felt ache in her heart. She quickly swallowed her sigh, changed into a smile, and greeted them.

"Madam." Xiaoxiao greeted first.

Then it was Xie Xuan. He put down the bouquet that was blocking his face and shouted: "Madam."

Ming's face changed. She stared at Xie Xuan's face in a daze and was stunned for half a day.

Until Wen Renyu stepped forward: "Mother? What's wrong?"

Ming shook his head: "It's nothing, it's my dazzled eyes." She had seen Xie Xuan once, but that time she was exhausted and blurred. She couldn't see clearly after a few steps away, so she didn't take a closer look at Xie Xuan's appearance.

After raising in the mountains for many days, not only did I feel lighter, but my spirits also improved. When I looked closely, a shadow in my heart that had been covered with dust for many years gradually became clear.

"You... are your surname Xie?"

Xie Xuan nodded: "Yes, my surname is Xie, and my single name is Xuan."

Ming nodded slowly and smiled again: "Come in, the meal is ready."

She put out a few plates of side dishes and placed them on the table. When serving the rice, she still looked at Xie Xuan from time to time, which made Xie Xuan confused.

When she sat down to pick up the food, Ming couldn't help but asked him softly: "You really have a surname Xie, aren't you from a businessman?"

Xie Xuan wrinkled his nose: "It turns out that he has planted fields in the village, but has never done business."

After saying that, I suddenly realized that what Ming said was not a merchant, but a merchant.

Xie Xuan said: "My name was given by Master, I don't know what my original surname was."

Ming looked more and more like him, and tears fell in his eyes. Xie Xuan was panicked and looked at Wen Renyu. Wen Renyu was also at a loss: "Mother, what's wrong?"

Ming's eyebrows and eyes were drooping: "It's nothing, but this little brother Xie looks like an old friend of mine, and she treats people very well."

Xiaoxiao's heart moved: "Who does my senior brother look like?"

Ming Shi silently said nothing and served them soup: "It's all the old things from more than ten years ago, so it's better not to mention them."

He said this, but couldn't stop looking at Xie Xuan. Wen Renyu thought of the armored soldiers in the tomb of the Shang King. Only Xie Xuan came and went freely, and the armored soldiers did not move a single hair.

I felt strange that day. When I said the word "Shang" at this time, I said to my mother: "If you have anything, I will say it even if I feel unhappy, I will feel more happy."

Ming put down the bowls and chopsticks, looked at Xie Xuan again, withdrew his gaze and sighed: "A word of presumptuousness, this little brother is born like a businessman."

"Mrs. Have you met a merchant?"

They didn't even see a single person named Shang in Shangzhou. Later they all learned that the Shangjiabao was closed and all their children studied behind closed doors.

Ming smiled slightly: "I have seen it naturally."

When Queen Shang was still alive, Ming was a first-class imperial decree and had to go to the palace to pay tribute to Queen Shang every month. Although Queen Shang held a high position, she was friendly and very similar to Ming.

This similarity also means to have the same sympathy. The Ming family has a favored concubine, and there is a favored imperial concubine beside Queen Shang. The two of them find something to eat and play with each other. Queen Shang often summons her.

At that time, Duke Mu said, "You often enter the palace and walk around the imperial concubine's palace."

Ming agreed, but never went there.

Queen Shang didn't care: "Since you are asked to go, you will go, and there is no need to have any irrelevant disputes about me."

But for this, Ming would never go.

Xiaoxiao suddenly felt panic and asked softly: "Where is that queen?"

Ming wiped his tears: "At that time, the Empress sent me a message and told me that there was a big happy event to tell me."

At that time, the Ming family had just given birth to Wen Renyu. Queen Shang had no son for many years and her rank was unstable. The saint rarely entered the Fengluan Palace, but those days they changed their minds and loved the Empress.

Ming and Empress Shang were close friends and sent their son's small clothes to the palace.

Using the method of seeking a child among the people, he pressed his little clothes under the pillow, hoping that Queen Shang would give birth to a legitimate son.

After receiving this letter, Ming was very happy. What else can I do when I am happy? It must be that the queen has good news!

Unexpectedly, the news that the queen was seriously ill soon came out of the palace, and the wives could no longer go to the palace to meet the queen. After a few months, the queen died of illness.

Ming sighed: "I will never know what that happy event is."

Ming was clearly talking about other people's affairs, but Xie Xuan became more and more awesome as he listened. He could always talk a few loose words on weekdays, but today he opened his mouth and couldn't say a single word.

Ming took Airong: "I'm talking about the old things, come and try this."

Xie Xuan suddenly asked, "When did Empress Shang pass away?"

Ming did it: "It's almost seventeen years."

The saint sealed the Fengluan Hall, but for some reason the outer wall of the hall was covered with yellow talismans. The palace servants also said that they could hear babies crying in the hall in the middle of the night. The palace officials all said that this was because Queen Shang had no children before her death and was obsessed with them after her death.

There was this rumor in the palace, so the saint asked Ziwei to do the trick. After the trick, no one heard the baby's crying again.

Xie Xuanshi was not aware of the taste, so he barely ate it and went back with Xiaoxiao. Mingshi sent it to them to the door. When they walked away, she murmured: "It looks like it."

Xie Xuan moved his ears and heard clearly.

Master, Danshu, Queen...

Not only are these years not matched, but they can't even hit a piece of eight poles. He scratched his head and asked Xiaoxiao: "Would we go to Zhuoyidao to search again, and maybe we can find anything else."

Yiyang Zhenren left the arena angrily, Zhuo Yidao came out to deal with the aftermath, arranged the remaining competition, and reported to Ziwei Zhenren Hall.

The little Taoist priest stopped him: "Master stayed, and Master was sitting in meditation and fasting."

"Sit in meditation and fasting?" Zhuo Yidao felt strange. Not to mention that the thunder vegetarianism in June has passed, and today is not the day of fasting. Why did the master suddenly sit in meditation behind closed doors?

He asked slowly, "Have you ever said why fast?"

The little Taoist shook his head: "I don't know, Master Tai only told us to clean the divination platform."

Ziwei Zhenren meditated on the hexagram platform for many years, but he never said what he saw.

Picking zhi, cutting medicine, setting up a furnace to refine alchemy, and qigong and sword skills. Ziwei Zhenren taught all of them to his disciples.

There is only stargazing, he has never taught anyone. Zhuo Yidao has been with him for the longest time and has never seen any of the fur of stargazing.

The Guatai is cleaned every day, and unless the true person Ziwei wants to divine, he will instruct his disciples to clean it carefully.

After hearing this, Zhuo Yidao asked again: "Have you ever said when to leave the palace? Should I use medicine in the palace?"

He could ask about both things. The noble man in the palace mostly came from Zhuo Yidao's hands. Whenever a letter came, he would send the prepared medicine.

What's more, the third competition is about to be held. Ziwei Zhenren is in seclusion at this time, afraid that he will not be able to catch up with the Seven Stars Banquet.

The little Taoist priest just shook his head: "Master Tai has no other orders."

Zhuo Yidao nodded and said to the little Taoist priest: "I understand, you serve with all your heart." Then he turned around and left, returning to the medicine furnace.

You can see Ziwei's house from the yard. Zhuo Yidao returned to the yard, looked up, went back to the room and wrote a dense piece of paper, handed it over to Bai Zhu and said, "Go and prepare all these medicinal materials."

He is undoubtedly the Atractylodes. The master is obsessed with refining elixirs. In addition to the elixirs needed in the palace, he occasionally has a sudden idea and uses various medicinal materials to refine medicine.

Bai Zhu responded and was about to take it out of the door, Zhuo Yidao said again: "Master meditates and fast, I will keep it for a day, don't bother me."

"Disciple understands." He said that, he took out the medicine furnace.

Zhuo Yidao watched his apprentice go out, closed the yard gate, spread his hair crown, took out a handful of small cuts from the cabinet, cut off a strand of hair, and tied up the hair crown.
To be continued...