Guo Pu stretched out his index finger to wipe away his tears and said to the three of them: "Congratulations to the three of you, you Zhao family will become the Emperor of the People."
Zhao Shen opened his mouth wide, and Zhao Song was so frightened that he dropped the bowl in his hand. It hit the table and rolled twice before falling to the stall. The bowl was undamaged.
Zhao Hu was ecstatic, and first turned around to share this joyful mood with Zhao Song. Seeing that his expression was wrong, she left him and looked at Guo Pu eagerly: "Really?"
Guo Pu ignored Zhao Hu, but looked at the bloodless Zhao Song and said, "Why can Mr. Zhao only see an ancestral hall but not the sentient beings on this vast land?"
Guo Pu stood up and walked to the door. He waved his sleeves and pointed at the hunched-over victims in the yard and asked, "Their lives, the stability of the world, and the honor and disgrace of thousands of members of your Zhao family are not as important as what you have in your heart."
Is your loyalty important?”
Zhao Song's lips trembled slightly, and his face gradually turned pale, "You, you..."
Guo Pu looked back at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "Before I escaped from Jiangnan, King Langya sent people to arrest me and asked me if he could achieve great things?"
"Mr. Zhao, you and I both know what will happen if the world returns to the hands of the Jin Dynasty, and what will happen to the world in the hands of Zhao Hanzhang," Guo Pu rushed to the door and raised his chin and said: "The chance of life that Zhao Hanzhang gave them will not return to the Jin Dynasty."
It slowly decayed in the hands of Shi. Even if she had saved the world and made it a little better, if she didn't move it, it would still decay, but it would just be slower and she would live a few more years."
"In the underworld, there are not only your ancestors of the Zhao family, but also all the people in the world who died in vain. At that time, regardless of whether Mr. Zhao is worthy of the ancestors of the Zhao family, can you be worthy of these people?!"
This stern question made him feel as if he were sitting in a bell at dawn, and made his heart beat violently. When he thought about it, his heart hurt, and he spit out a large mouthful of black blood with a loud sound.
Now Zhao Hu was shocked, "You, you made my fifth brother so angry!"
Although Zhao Shen had a solemn look on his face, he couldn't help but have some hope in his eyes. He quickly stepped forward to support Zhao Song, patted his back gently, then grabbed his hand and felt his pulse. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Hu, who was wandering around and calling the doctor loudly, said: "Seventh uncle, my grandfather is getting better."
"You chased the gods so hard that you lost your mind and vomited such a big mouthful of blood..." He looked down and saw that Zhao Song's face turned from pale to normal, even better than when he left the city. The most important thing was that he had been frowning.
They also dispersed, and couldn't help but be startled, "Is it really getting better?"
Zhao Shen was delighted, "The prediction I made before going out was indeed correct. This trip is indeed auspicious."
Not only did he meet his idol, but he also cured his grandfather's heart disease.
Zhao Hu still called the doctor and took him with him. After all, Zhao Song was a patient. How could he dare to take the person out of the city without a doctor?
The doctor felt Zhao Song's pulse and felt that it was fine. This meant that he had figured it out. His emotional depression was relieved and he became happy. "I will prescribe a prescription for the Fifth Master. He will be fine after taking it for two days. If he doesn't want to eat it, he will be fine."
You can also make soup with Poria cocos and Angelica sinensis, and it’s also good to eat some broth.”
After filling out the prescription, he asked curiously: "I wonder how the master spit out this congestion?"
He thinks this is very important. Once he learns it, he can deal with it in the same way if he encounters such a disease again.
Zhao Song and Zhao Shen were speechless for a moment, and were about to find an excuse to send him away when they heard Zhao Hu say: "If you are angry, just scold him, as harshly as you want, just call him a person who vomits blood."
Doctor: ...I understand, but he doesn’t dare because he is afraid of being beaten by the patient’s family members.
What should I do if I don’t do it properly and I don’t make people popular, but I end up pissing them off?
The doctor stood up quickly, cupped his hands and said, "I'll go down first to grab the medicine and boil it."
Let’s forget about this method first.
Seeing that Zhao Song was getting better and there were no outsiders in the room, Zhao Hu's heart was as unbearable as claws scratching someone. He came to Guo Pu and asked: "Mr. Guo, you just said that my Zhao family will be the emperor of the human world. Is this true?"
Fake?”
When Zhao Hu said the word "Human Emperor", he lowered his voice as much as possible, but Zhao Shen and Zhao Song in the room heard it and looked up together.
Guo Pu looked cold and said, "Guo never lies."
Zhao Hu was spinning around in excitement, "Okay, okay, let me just say, how can she return power to the little emperor, hahaha, hahaha..."
Seeing that Zhao Song's face was turning darker, Zhao Shen couldn't help but cough twice. Zhao Hu didn't pay attention and continued to pinch his waist and laugh.
Zhao Shen stuffed a cup of tea into his hand and said, "Seventh Uncle is thirsty. Let's drink tea first."
"I'm not thirsty...Okay, I'm thirsty."
Zhao Hu avoided Zhao Song's gaze and walked to the side to drink tea, but her whole body exuded excitement.
Who is Guo Pu? He is the most famous magician in the Jin Dynasty. He is known as half immortal and half immortal. He is the person closest to the gods in the sky.
Ten out of ten things he calculated were accurate, so he asserted that the Zhao family was going to give birth to a human emperor. For Zhao Hu and Zhao Song, it was equivalent to something that was already certain to happen.
Only Zhao Shen can do divination, and he also knows that divination is based on the present numbers to calculate future fortunes. However, numbers will change, so will fortunes, and fortunes will change when fortunes change.
Therefore, the Zhao family's birth of the Human Emperor was calculated based on the current numbers and celestial phenomena. However, there are many variables in the world. Once the variables reach a certain amount, the fate will change.
His eyes flickered and he looked at Guo Pu.
Guo Pu also turned around and looked back at him with a faint smile. Zhao Shen made an instant decision and pressed this point.
Zhao Song had already figured it out and accepted the matter, but this had not happened yet, so he looked at Zhao Hu with a warning, "No one is allowed to mention this matter outside this room."
Just as Zhao Hu was about to speak, Zhao Song said with a cold face: "If you think that Sanniang's career will not be completed and the middle path will collapse."
Zhao Hu immediately shut his mouth.
The life and death of Zhao Hanzhang is related to the life and death of the Zhao family.
Guo Pu smiled slightly and turned his head.
Zhao Song did not ask Guo Pu to keep it secret, but stood up, bowed deeply to him, and said gratefully: "Thank you sir for saving my life."
Guo Pu took half a step away and said: "Mr. Zhao, there is no need to thank me. I just asked you to figure it out in advance. Even if I don't remind you today, you will be able to figure it out one day." But you can still figure it out by then.
It's not certain how long you'll live.
Of course Zhao Song also knew this, so he wrote down Guo Pu's kindness and asked Zhao Shen to entertain him well.
He had just vomited up the congestion, and although he felt relieved now, his body still felt sleepy, so he planned to go back to the house and lie down to wait for the medicine to come.
Zhao Hu hurriedly followed behind, helped him lie down personally, then leaned into his ear and whispered in his ear: "Fifth brother, do you have to tell Zinian about this? Also, Guo Pu knows too much, do you want to...
…”
He scratched his neck.
Zhao Song: "...Since Mr. Guo is good at divination, do you think he has calculated that he will not die at your hands today?"
There were two negatives in this statement, and the tone was questioning, which made Zhao Hu think about it for a while before he understood it.
Guo Pu in history succeeded in calculating his own death.