Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 65 Touching the hair, not scared

His Majesty Li Er hurriedly comforted him: "Don't be afraid or not, my father sent someone to catch all the bad guys and chop them up." As he said that, he turned his head to look at Xu Qilin who was walking over, his expression a little complicated.

He is still scythe, lie to the children? But these are all small problems. The key is that Xu Qilin has made contributions again. Moreover, even if Xu Qilin earned thousands of dollars for the royal treasury, it would not be worthy of the little princess' contribution.

"My uncle hugged me and ran like flying, and he said he wanted to use his body to block me!" Little Shizi grabbed his father's beard and asked him to concentrate on listening to his words.

Well, it’s worthwhile that my Yizi called you uncle. It would be enough to have the intention of fighting to save him to the death.

His Majesty Li Er turned his head, patted his beloved daughter gently, and said with a smile: "Go back to the palace and talk slowly. You can escape safely. My father is happy. I will accompany you today. Can you listen to your words?"

Yizi laughed twice, and was carried by His Majesty Li Er to the palace, and he did not forget to reach out to greet Xu Qilin.

Xu Qilin waved reluctantly and followed listlessly. They were all tired and didn't even want to say anything more.

Although there is no danger, the officers responsible for the guards and protection of Jiucheng Palace will definitely be punished, but the severity is different.

The guards in Jiucheng's palace were already facing a great enemy. Even Xu Hui, who was concerned about the safety of his younger brother and the princess, could only look around at the gate of the palace.

Xu Qilin grinned in the face of his sister's concern, saying that he had nothing to do and didn't have to worry.

Xu Hui then smiled, nodded slightly, and completely relieved.

When he arrived at the hall, Xu Qilin took the initiative to leave. As for how many guards died, how many assassins were killed, whether they were captured alive, and what confessions he asked for, it had nothing to do with him.

When he returned to his residence, Xu Qilin almost became a soft-legged shrimp. He barely climbed onto the bed and lay down, and he didn't even want to move his fingers again.

…………………

I slept this time and didn't even eat lunch until late at night when Xu Qilin was awakened.

"Xu Cheng--" Director Jiuchenggong and Xu Qilin both came from the fifth rank of official rank, but the attitude they showed did not look like they were at the same level.

Xu Qilin rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked impatiently: "Is there anything wrong, Director Zhang?"

Director Zhang smiled and said, "Your Majesty sent someone to pass on oral instructions and asked Xu Cheng to enter the palace immediately."

Xu Qilin yawned and said, "Do you know what happened to Your Majesty when he saw the summons?"

Director Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that Princess Jinyang suddenly fell ill. Your Majesty was already furious and wanted to punish the dereliction of duty."

Xu Qilin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got out of the bed, his legs still hurt. He grinned and said, "I will wash my face and enter the palace immediately."

Suddenly getting sick, was it because of being frightened? This was a murderer and a runaway person. Little Shizi was weak and could not see anything at first, but there was already a cause.

Xu Qilin was wondering this way, but he was a little strange. He had an imperial doctor when he got sick, so why did he call himself in such a hurry?

After washing up and awakening for a while, Xu Qilin rushed to Jiucheng Palace. The palace management supervisor was not in the palace, but it was very close to it. The guard at the palace gate had already received the decree and did not even have an examination, so he let Xu Qilin enter the palace.

Under the guidance of the palace servants, Xu Qilin came directly to the dressing building, which was the palace where the two little princesses lived.

In the main hall, His Majesty Li Er, Xu Hui, and several concubines were there. Whether they were pretending or were really worried, everyone looked gloomy and worried.

"I have seen Your Majesty." Xu Qilin stepped forward to salute.

His Majesty Li Er looked up, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "No gift."

Xu Qilin hurriedly asked, "I heard that His Highness the Princess is sick, I don't know--"

His Majesty Li Er said slowly: "The imperial doctor diagnosed it as a result of frightened. He had taken the medicine according to the prescription, but it had not improved yet. I have sent someone to Xuandu Temple to invite Taoist priests with cultivation to draw talismans for Yizi."

Well, you royal people are still delicate, so why should Taoist priests be invited to draw talismans and chant mantras? If you are children from ordinary people, there are some methods.

Xu Qilin pondered for a moment and said, "Can you look at His Highness the Princess?"

His Majesty Li Er nodded and stood up and said, "It's so safe to call you to see Yizi. She is so groggy. She is also asking you to be careful of bows and arrows!"

My niece is so good? Xu Qilin pursed his lips slightly and followed His Majesty Li Er into the inner hall.

Princess Jinyang was lying on the bed, covered with a brocade quilt, her face was red, and she seemed to have a fever. Her breathing was a little rapid, her lips twitched from time to time, as if she was thirsty, and she seemed to be muttering something.

The young Gongju of Xincheng sat next to his sister, his little face full of concern. Seeing Xu Qilin coming, he forced a grin, saying hello.

Since he knew it was a fright, Xu Qilin secretly launched the "Soul Detention Order", but instead came immediately, he found out whether the three souls and seven spirits of the young master were all there.

The soul-retaining card sends a message, and the little princess's soul is loose and leaves the position. Although it has not left her body, she can still chant a mantra to chant a mantra.

Xu Qilin sent another inquiry in his consciousness, how can he return to his soul? Is there only one way to blow it in?

After receiving the response, Xu Qilin blinked his eyes and thought for a while, bowed to His Majesty Li Er and said, "Since the child was frightened, the family teacher has preached a method. Your Majesty, can you let Weichen give it a try?"

His Majesty Li Er was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Take Master Lu's cultivation, he will be cured by the disease. I didn't expect that he would pass on you." As he said that, he waved his hand and signaled Xu Qilin to come forward to treat him.

Xu Qilin walked forward, activated the Soul-Retention Order, and his right hand formed a sword finger, gathered the energy of the token at his fingertips, and circled clockwise on Yizi's forehead and eyebrows.

When he felt something gathering at the finger of the sword, he immediately tried to point downwards, pointing directly at the center of Yizi's eyebrows.

In fact, this will bring the soul back to his position, but Xu Qilin felt that chanting a mantra is more like that, so he stroked the hair of the rhizi with his hands, grabbed her ears, and said in his mouth: "Touching the hair is not scared; tying the ears is scared for a while."

His Majesty Li Er was simply stunned. What kind of spell is this? It is not like a Taoist mantra with cultivation, but rather like an old woman muttering.

Xincheng also widened his eyes, puzzled and novel, looking at his serious uncle and his drowsy sister.

After finishing his mind, Xu Qilin took a step back a little, turned his head and looked at His Majesty Li Er in shock. He chuckled twice and said, "This is how the teacher teaches him, and it is very effective for children."

His Majesty Li Er swallowed dryly, and he was determined to scold him, but he felt that he was disrespectful to the master of enlightenment, so he shut his mouth.

"Touching the hair, you can't scare you; tying the ears, you can scare you for a while." Xiao Xincheng suddenly leaned over, imitating Xu Qilin's appearance, touched his sister's hair, and tying his sister's ears.

After saying it again, Xiao Xincheng was very persistent. He not only cared for his sister, but also showed his trust in his uncle.

Seeing the little guy serious, His Majesty Li Er felt warm in his heart. The deep sisterly love made him have no temper at all.

After waved his hand, His Majesty Li Er signaled Xu Qilin to follow him to withdraw from the inner hall.

Xu Qilin felt that he had completed the task and his soul had returned to his position. Little Shizi would be so well awake when he woke up. There was no harm in his muscles and bones, and tomorrow would be almost as usual.

When it comes to calling Hun'er, Xu Qilin's mantra is really not nonsense, but occasionally learned it from an old lady.

How to remedy the loss of souls and souls caused by fright, not only does traditional Chinese medicine have Zhu Youke, but also some common methods among the people, and they will recite some similar spells to call the soul.

Although many people regard it as feudal superstition, the things left by our ancestors are still very effective. Sometimes taking medicine is ineffective, and it can be cured by calling the soul.

His Majesty Li Er was in a heavy mood and walked very slowly. When he was about to arrive at the palace gate, he looked back worriedly.

"Sister--" Xincheng suddenly let out a surprise scream, causing His Majesty Li Er and Xu Qilin to turn around and look.

I had already drunk the medicine soup to calm the mind and reduce fever, and I fell asleep for a long time. As soon as my soul returned to my position, Xiao Xincheng stroked his hair and his ears and pulled his wheezing. The wheez woke up quietly.

He blinked slowly, from turbidity to clear and bright, although Yizi still felt weak, he had basically escaped from his drowsiness.

Looking at the little sister's face full of surprise and her wide open eyes, Yizi slowly pursed her lips, showed a smile, and said softly: "Xiaoyao, why are you pulling my ears?"

Xincheng couldn't help but giggle, clapped his hands, and shouted happily: "It's so spiritual, it's so spiritual, my uncle's spell is so spiritual! I thought it was just a joke!"

This kid is talking nonsense. He worked so hard just now, but it turned out that it was just fun?

Wei Zi's eyes turned and saw the bearded face of his father who was smiling so much that he couldn't help but respond with a smile, shouting, "Father."

"Okay, okay." His Majesty Li Er sat in front of the bed, nodded repeatedly, and said, "I still feel uncomfortable, so my father will send the imperial doctor to treat him."

Yizi shook her head and said, "I just feel weak, but it's not that I feel drowsy. Well, I don't want to drink that bitter medicine soup."

"Only take the pulse, not drink bitter medicine." His Majesty Li Er hurriedly coaxed him, "If there is no serious injury, my father will be relieved."

Weizi sensibly refused, and His Majesty Li Er joined hands, and she saw her uncle and nodded and smiled at her!

"I just slept in a drowsy place, and it seemed that my uncle was holding him, running high and low!" Yizi grinned.

Xu Qilin raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "My uncle is a scythe. He runs faster than a galloping horse and runs higher than a monkey."

Weizi smiled and nodded slightly, with a tired expression on her face.

Xu Qilin said: "Your Highness Princess rest more and nourish your energy and strength. The disease will be cured tomorrow. I came up with something delicious again. Let the kitchen prepare it today and make it for you tomorrow."

"Okay, I just love eating what I thought of." Yizi licked her lips and felt a little hungry.

Xu Qilin bowed and left the inner hall. He exchanged glances with his sister. His slightly smiling expression also showed that the princess was not in hindrance and reassured her.

The heels of Xincheng slipped out. As soon as Xu Qilin left the hall, she ran a few steps tightly, reached out to pull my uncle's sleeve, and shouted, "I'm uncle, my little bird is disobedient!"

Xu Qilin had no choice but to stop. This clingy little girl had to spend her joy, right?

…………………

Beggar chicken, boiled vegetable heart;

Braised lion's head, cucumber and spinach;

Open-air barbecue, meat, fish, vegetables, meat and vegetables.

For three consecutive days, Xu Qilin almost became the chief chef, directing the imperial kitchen and others to serve two young masters, His Majesty Li Er and Sister, different and reasonable food.

Not only did Yizi and Xincheng eat it and applaud, but even His Majesty Li Er and Xu Hui were all eye-opening. The ingredients are not rare and expensive, but the taste made is very exciting, which is much better than the previous Royal Royal Food.

"Even if Qi Lin is a chef, he can become famous!" His Majesty Li Er ate the "Sushan" that had been improved by Xu Qilin with great pleasure, and praised without hesitation.

The so-called "Sushan" is the Tang Dynasty version of ice cream. The bottom layer is ice, covered with cream, ghee, and decorations such as flowers and colorful trees. Xu Qilin's improved version is softer and has a better taste.

But when Xu Hui heard this, he didn't mean that. How could his younger brother be a chef? He is now a fifth-rank official. Based on his age, it is not uncommon to be a general and a minister in the future!

"Qi Lin is still young and is indulging in other people's affairs." Xu Hui took a spoon and scooped up snow-white cream and said, "But from the small, he looks like what he does, and he can think of something to the extreme. With this spirit and attitude, what kind of work can't be done well?"

His Majesty Li Er smiled and said, "What my beloved concubine said is very much. I have no intention of derogatory thoughts, but it is just inspired by feelings."

Xu Hui smiled and said, "I don't mean to blame Your Majesty, I just talk about the matter."

"It's just that Yizi and Xincheng are reluctant to part with each other." His Majesty Li Er smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, just let Qi Lin coax them and get out before getting out!"

Xu Hui pondered for a moment and said, "Qi Lin must be able to coax the two princesses well. This place is not far from Chang'an, and it is convenient to communicate with letters."

As he said that, Xu Hui stood up, took a wooden box, and smiled and said, "I borrowed Master Lu Yu's handwriting from Qi Lin, "The Curse of Meditation". Should Your Majesty watch it together?"

Oh, His Majesty Li Er immediately became interested and said, "Since it is the handwriting of Taoist Lu Yu, I must read and ponder it."

Xu Hui opened the wooden box, carefully took out a roll of paper, and slowly unfolded it on the desk. His Majesty Li Er also came over and stared at him.

Just one or two lines of handwriting were revealed, His Majesty Li Er and Xu Hui exclaimed in surprise.

"This is also regular script?!" Xu Hui's eyes widened and looked at His Majesty Li Er. The meaning of inquiry was obvious.

His Majesty Li Er looked carefully and said, "It is regular script, but it is a unique and unique style. The beloved concubine carefully unfolds it, so don't defile this handwriting."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next