Wei Zheng is gone, but the story of the Wei family is not over yet.

Wei Shuyu, the eldest son of Wei, succeeded Zheng Guogong and took the post of Guanglu doctor.

The second son, Wei Shuyu, served under the King of Qin and is now the headmaster of Zongheng Academy of the Tang Dynasty.

Both brothers have achieved success, and Wei Zheng's hard work has not been in vain.

Li Shimin has not been to the court for many days. Outsiders say that His Majesty is worried about the death of his loyal minister and is afraid that he will not go to court because he is afraid of seeing things and missing others.

As everyone knows, Li Shimin just found an excuse. He was not sad about Wei Zheng's death, let alone thinking about Zhongxian day and night.

I just felt a little emotional in my heart, recalling some of the old memories between myself and Wei Zheng.

He used to be a loyal minister of Prince Yin, but now he is the admonishing doctor (the first person to complain to the emperor) who is hated by everyone in the court.

After waiting for seven full days, the first seven days of the Wei campaign were completed, and Li Shimin returned to power.

Li Fangchen was lying comfortably on a lounge chair in Fuzhong Garden, enjoying his leisurely "health" time.

Suddenly seeing Liu Sansheng running in front of him in a panic, Li Fangchen hurriedly sat up and asked, "Uncle Liu, what's going on?"

Liu Sansheng was out of breath and hurriedly pulled Li Fangchen out.

After receiving the news, Wang Xuan'er came from the backyard and asked hurriedly: "I dare to ask Mr. Liu, but my father summoned His Highness?"

Liu Sansheng nodded, and Wang Xuan'er didn't care.

Li Fangchen was pulled out of the palace by Liu Sansheng and got directly on the carriage heading to the palace.

"A happy event, a great happy event!"

When Liu Sansheng calmed down, his first words to Li Fangchen were congratulations.

“Where does joy come from?”

Li Fangchen was very puzzled, why didn't he know that there was some happy event coming? Could it be that the queen mother gave birth to a prince again?

But even if there is a new prince in the palace, he shouldn't be summoned into the palace in such a hurry?

Liu Sansheng wiped his sweat and explained to Li Fangchen: "A few months ago, your Majesty arranged for an old slave to search for capable people and strangers all over the world to seek ways to increase your life. Later, I heard that in Cangzhou, there are Taoists who use the methods of the Immortal Family. Your Majesty

Summon him to Chang'an and ask for a way to extend his life for His Highness."

"Taoist? How to increase longevity? Uncle Liu, please explain it to me carefully." Li Fangchen was even more surprised when he heard this. Is it possible to find a reincarnated immortal?

"Your Highness, that immortal claims to be a Taoist priest from Beimang. He has a magic technique that can regenerate dead grass. This old slave has seen it with his own eyes. He is definitely not a fraud!"

“Withered grass comes back to life?”

Li Fangchen was confused, but the carriage was already traveling all the way to the palace.

Following Liu Sansheng along the way, we finally met the "wonderful man" who could bring dead grass back to life.

"My son, I pay my respects to my father, the emperor, and my mother, the queen!"

"Forgive me, Yu'er, come here quickly!"

Li Shimin had a smile on his face, and his eldest grandson Wugou was even more excited. Seeing that Li Fangchen's way to extend his life was right in front of him, how could he not make people happy.

Li Fangchen focused his eyes on that strange man, with a pointed forehead, splayed eyebrows, slit eyes, and a somewhat nondescript wearing Taoist robe, resembling a big rat.

"I have met His Highness the King of Qin in Beimang."

He cupped his hands and made a gesture far apart, then put down his hands. His eyes flashed, his body was raised unnaturally, and he looked very proud.

"Is this the strange man?"

Li Fangchen was not in a hurry, but held a skeptical attitude. So what if the dead grass came back to life? Whether it is true or not, we have to test it!

"Yes, it is this person. Yu'er must not underestimate this Taoist priest. He can revive dead grass and heal diseases with divine water. He is really extraordinary!"

"Oh? It's a pity that the child has never seen it with his own eyes..."

He deliberately looked at the Taoist as he spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Beimang laughed, "What's so difficult about this? His Highness the King of Qin wants to see it. I am naturally willing to cast the spell again!"

The laughter was sharp and slightly harsh, and for some unknown reason, Li Fangchen felt a sense of disgust in his heart.

"In that case, please, Taoist Priest!"

Taoist Beimang took out a ball of withered grass from his arms and placed it in front of Li Fangchen.

"If your Highness doesn't believe it, you can first see what's different about this grass."

Li Fangchen nodded, picked up the withered grass, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then threw it to Taoist Beimang.

Taoist Beimang doesn't mind either. The glory and wealth are just around the corner. He knows better than anyone else that people who don't know how to do it will not be able to see through his techniques.

It was a ball of dead grass, and Li Fangchen couldn't recognize its name.

I saw the Taoist muttering something in his mouth, taking out a small bottle from his arms, opening it and pouring water out.

The water is extremely clear and is no different from ordinary spring water. Judging from the performance of Beimang Taoist, this water is quite extraordinary.

Li Fangchen squinted his eyes slightly. Is the problem in the water or in the withered grass?

After the "practice" was completed, the Beimang Taoist tilted the mouth of the bottle slightly and poured the water on the withered grass.

A miracle happened, the dead grass really came back to life and came back to life when it encountered water.

Li Shimin and Changsun Wugou couldn't help but nod at the same time, thinking that this Beimang Taoist priest was really extraordinary.

"The Taoist priest's name is Beimang, but he comes from Beimang?" Li Fangchen asked with a smile.

The Beimang Taoist nodded and said: "The poor Taoist practices Taoism in Beimang Mountain, and his name is Beimang."

"Oh? I wonder which of the dry tombs on Beimang Mountain belongs to the Taoist Priest?"

"Yu'er?" "Yu'er!"

The expressions of Li Shimin and Changsun Wugou changed at the same time. Li Fangchen's words were too much and insulted Taoist Beimang. Didn't he want to continue his life?

Taoist Beimang looked dumbfounded, "What does your highness mean by this?"

Li Fangchen walked up to Taoist Beimang. He stretched out his hand and scared Taoist Beimang to retreat.

"Don't worry, I am not interested in the little bottle in your arms. On the contrary, it is the withered grass in your hand that makes me curious!"

Taoist Beimang looked a little unnatural, "Your Highness...this grass is just a weed on the roadside..."

He wanted to stretch out his hand to take back the withered grass, but Li Fangchen would never let him get his wish. He reached out and grabbed the withered grass in his hand, and said with a smile: "Let me play with it for a while. If I am wrong, I can kneel down in front of the Taoist Master and kowtow to apologize!"

"Your Highness, what are you talking about? It's just this withered grass..."

Taoist Beimang still didn't want Li Fangchen to come into contact with the withered grass. At first, he could safely put the withered grass into Li Fangchen's hands. Why was it that Taoist Beimang was reluctant to part with the dead grass that had come back to life now?

The strange behavior of Taoist Beimang caught Li Shimin's attention, "Yu'er, don't mess around."

Li Fangchen turned around and said: "Father, the method of extending one's life is certainly important, but how can one do it so easily for a person who is not a tree? Since the Taoist Priest is so powerful, how can he be reluctant to part with just a withered grass?"

The first sentence was an excuse, and he did not trust this Taoist priest. In the final analysis, the skills displayed by his Beimang Taoist priest were not enough to convince Li Fangchen.

Another meaning is that it expresses Li Fangchen's doubts about this Taoist. If he is really a Taoist in the mountains, how can he be reluctant to part with a withered grass on the roadside?

"Taoist Priest, in my opinion, it is better to hand over this withered grass to Yu'er, and I will send someone to find another withered grass for you as repayment."

Changsun Wugou also noticed something was wrong at this time and spoke to Taoist Beimang with a smile, but his eyes were full of threats.

"That's it...that's all, Your Highness, please do it!"

Taoist Beimang let go of his hand and allowed Li Fangchen to take the withered grass away from his eyes.

"Uncle Liu, send someone to bring me a basin of water, hurry!"

"Yes, Your Highness, wait a moment, I will make arrangements right now."

The waiter brought water, and Li Fangchen threw a small part of the withered grass into the water. The miracle happened again, and he survived when encountering water.

The suspicion in my heart was confirmed. Although the Beimang Taoist was secretive about the small bottle in his arms, in fact the problem still lay with the withered grass.

He was deliberately pretending not to care about the dead grass, but he was actually giving others an illusion.

When others really think that his "miraculous water" is working, they will let down their guard and naturally lose interest in this so-called "withered grass".

Beimang Taoists will then use the name of "sacred water" and "magic casting" to obtain a large amount of money from the deceived.
Chapter completed!