The herbal tea is not cold, but slightly hot.
It tastes bitter at first and then sweet, which makes you feel refreshed from the inside out.
This is a medicinal tea. The purpose of drinking it is not to relieve fever, but to induce sweating.
If a person does not sweat, he or she will be prone to excessive dampness and poor spleen and stomach. If the condition is more severe, the whole body will feel weak and feel groggy all day long.
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The old man raised his head and drank half the bowl, nodded with satisfaction, and looked back, "Is the matter done?"
"Go back to your Majesty, it's done!" Pu Bucheng lowered his hands and said with a smile.
"What did he say?" the old man asked again.
"I didn't say anything, so I kowtowed three times in the direction of Miyagi!" Pu Bucheng stepped forward and helped the old man sit down.
The old man was lying on the bamboo chair, squinting his eyes slightly, "Hey, what a pity!"
Pu Bucheng knelt beside the old man and kowtowed suddenly, "dong dong".
The next second, the old man's eyes opened suddenly, as bright as a blade, "Let go?"
"yes!"
The old man sat up, frowned, and was silent for a while, "When did you become so courageous?"
"I'm wrong, please spare me this time!" Pu Bucheng kowtowed again.
He has served the hero in front of him all his life and knows his temperament well. The person below made a mistake. Don't think about excuses and explanations, but admit your mistake first!
Maybe admitting your mistake can't save yourself, but at least you should have a chance to defend yourself.
"Tell me, why do you do this?" The old man said with a sullen face.
The more he behaves like this, the more his anger reaches its peak.
"I have never disobeyed you in my life!" Pu Bucheng carefully rubbed the old man's leg, "In this matter, I will never disobey you. Not to mention one life, even a thousand lives, as long as you are happy,
The old slave didn’t even blink.”
"But today's matter is the emperor's wish!" Pu Bucheng continued, "Old slave..."
"Who? Our eldest grandson?" The old man opened his eyes and asked puzzledly, "How does he know?"
Pu Bucheng smiled slightly and said, "Master, my little master has grown up!"
The old man rolled his eyes and his anger was reduced by half. He wanted to laugh but held back, "Damn it!"
When a sentence grows up, it contains thousands of words and many things that are invisible and intangible but do exist.
"That man didn't tell you that he was leaving. He told the emperor first, and then the emperor found the old slave!" Pu Bucheng continued, "The old slave doesn't dare to disobey you, but the old slave doesn't want to look at you two.
Because of this, Jiji."
As he said that, Pu Bucheng paused and looked behind the old man.
Then he lowered his eyebrows and said submissively, "The Emperor is here!"
"Well! You're afraid of us, Jiji. Do you still know who you belong to?" The old man was still bluffing.
"This old slave is yours in life, and your dead one in death!" Pu Bucheng smiled and gently wiped the old man's feet with a handkerchief, "For the sake of this old slave who has served you for decades, please forgive me.
Please save me this time!"
"You bitch, don't talk about your qualifications with me!"
"How dare you, old slave!" Pu Bucheng was talking when Zhu Yunxi had already entered the pavilion.
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"Grandpa Huang! You look good today!"
Zhu Yunxi sat down next to the old man, first gave Pu Bucheng a look, and then smiled.
The old man glanced at him and cursed, "I'm burning buns for you! You're wearing a dragon robe on a hot day, aren't you afraid of getting heat rash?"
As he said that, he waved his hands impatiently and said, "Go away, I feel a heat coming from my body! I feel annoyed just looking at you!"
"Grandpa Huang, my grandson heard someone tell a story on the way here. As you know, my grandson was born in Fuwozi and doesn't know many things among the people. It's even harder to tell whether this story is true or false.
So, grandson, please tell me about it!"
The old man opened his eyes slightly and said, "You kid didn't hold your fart in well!"
Zhu Yunxi smiled and gave Pu Bucheng another look. The latter immediately stood up and stood outside the pavilion.
"My grandson heard that there was a family that had a dog. The dog helped them look after the house and the yard, working hard and without complaint for more than ten years. If they didn't give them food on weekdays, the dog would go find food on its own. During the holidays, they would give two mouthfuls of lettuce.
The dog’s tail is wagging like a windmill!”
"For more than ten years, no matter how hard I beat the dog, it never ran away. No matter how far it ran, it always came home on time. But one day, the family suddenly realized that the dog was no longer at home!"
"He just ran along the path on the hillside towards the back of the mountain with his tail between his legs! He was old and couldn't run anymore. The family was afraid that he would run out and die outside, so they caught him back several times in a row. But no matter how they locked him up, he would never run away.
Even if you give it good food and drink, even if you give it meat, it will still run away!"
Zhu Yunxi took a sip of water and continued, "This family is surprised. They say that this dog is old, so why is it always running away? Guess what happened?"
"Yeah! Hurry up and put the oily skin on!" The old man snorted.
"As a result, the old neighbor who lives next to this family said that dogs are like this. When they can move, they will naturally work hard at home without complaining. If it knows that it is old and its end has come, it will find a place where there is no one and die quietly. No.
Let the master see it!"
"The family is confused! Why? Is it dead if it dies at home?"
"The old neighbor also said that in fact, dogs, especially native dogs, have spirituality. They are loyal, but they also know who is good to them and who is not good to them. Most people will never eat their own dogs.
Yes, I can’t do it! But some people, seeing that their old dogs are dying, either eat them at home or sell them to restaurants!”
"This dog has seen it all, so it knows that it is about to die, so it secretly finds a place where there is no one, crawls there and waits to die!"
"The old neighbor also said that in fact, the dog does this not because he is afraid that the owner will eat him or sell him. But he is still loyal to his owner in his heart. Eating one's own dog and selling one's own dog are always unpleasant things...
"
"Come here!" The old man suddenly raised his fingers.
"You say...."
Bang! A mouth hit Zhu Yunxi on the left side of his face, neither light nor hard.
"Calm down your anger!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and leaned his right cheek towards him.
"Get out!" the old man cursed.
Zhu Yunxi rubbed his face, still smiling, "Grandpa Huang, tell me whether this story is true or false!"
"We have never raised a dog in our life, but we have eaten a lot!" the old man said in a dull voice, "They are all beasts, but they still have spiritual energy? Why can't they become immortals? But dog meat is quite delicious!"
Zhu Yunxi knew that this matter was over!
Perhaps it is inappropriate to compare Maoxiang to a dog, but from the emperor's point of view, it is indeed the case.
Especially for an emperor like the old man, the world belongs to him alone, and everyone is a tool to him. It is only a matter of whether he needs it or not, whether he wants to use it or not. No one is irreplaceable or cannot be given up.
It sounds a bit cruel to say it, but for those who want to do big things, if they don't even have this cruelty, they can just live at home with their children.
Compassion does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth!
Besides, in the old man's heart, no one else is considered human except his family.
Asking Pu Bucheng to take care of Mao Xiang may not necessarily be what he really wanted in his heart, but it was a subconscious move due to years of habit.
"Shall I drink two cups with you in the evening?" Zhu Yunxi smiled again, "There are good dishes, steamed sheep's blood!"
The old man glanced at Zhu Yunxi again and said, "We don't want to drink rice wine, we want to drink shochu!"
"Sure, you are God, whatever you say will be whatever you say!" Zhu Yunxi stood up with a smile.
Then, the old man also sat up.
Turning back inadvertently, I saw Pu Bucheng standing in the afterglow of the setting sun outside the pavilion.
He looked... like an old, weak dog, lazily basking in the sun.
"Come here!" the old man scolded, "didn't you see that we have to put on shoes?"
This chapter has been completed!