Liu Ang said that he had never mentioned some past events to anyone because they were too bizarre and no one would believe them even if he told them.
But if Qianru is interested, he will definitely tell her everything.
He did this because she saved his life, and he wanted her to be vigilant and not miss Qing Qing's life.
But the story Liu Ang told was too terrifying and she couldn't accept it.
The Nanzhong jade in Liu Ang's mouth is like the ginseng essence in fairy tales, full of treasures.
Even hair and beard can be used as medicine.
Especially his blood is the most healing elixir.
External application can strengthen bones and muscles, and internal application can heal internal organs.
It has more magical medicinal properties than ginseng essence.
But Qianru went to the study to search around and found a rumor recorded in a book called "The True Story of Medicine King Nanzhong Yu".
It is said that more than fifty years ago, a plague broke out in the south of the Yangtze River. The king of medicine, Nan Zhongyu, cut off his own beard as a primer for medicine, which alleviated the epidemic.
Even Xue Yue Ye An Tai mentioned the former imperial physician who went to Xiyue Mountain to seek medical treatment from Nan Zhongyu.
The book says that when the imperial physician went to Xiyue Mountain to seek medical treatment, he was already in critical condition, but Nan Zhongyu saved his life by dripping his own blood into his mouth.
Since then, the imperial physician resigned from his post and studied medicine with Nan Zhongyu in Xiyue Mountain.
However, there is no mention of Nan Zhongyu's death. It is only said that he became an immortal when he was more than a hundred years old, and his disciples dispersed.
It is reasonable for such a medicine king who is proficient in medicine and has saved countless lives to become an immortal.
With such a wonderful comfort in her heart, she bought the book and planned to take it back as strong evidence to fight against Liu Ang's "fallacious theories".
Unexpectedly, as soon as I left the study, I ran into Prince Zhang's carriage.
Prince Zhang was also looking for books, and they were about Nan Zhong Jade. A thick pile was already collected on the carriage.
As soon as he saw that Qianru had this copy in his hand but he didn't, Prince Zhang exchanged it with her.
There are more than a dozen books, compiled over and over again, all telling similar stories.
Qianru looked more and more sad.
She is not sure whether Nan Zhongyu is a "ginseng essence", but her body is very similar to Nan Zhongyu in the book. Although she has not yet tested whether her nails and hair have the miraculous effect of saving lives.
"Girl Qianru, how could you buy this kind of book?"
"Wouldn't my adoptive father also buy books like this?"
King Zhang smiled and said: "That's because I just discovered today that Marquis An had quietly raised a 'little ginseng essence'."
Although King Zhang was joking, after listening to the story told by Liu Ang, Qianru actually shivered at this title.
However, on second thought, she felt that meeting Prince Zhang by chance was a chance.
Changsun Yu, Prince Zhang, is the uncle of the current emperor, two years older than the late emperor.
If King Yao's disciples were really killed by the Queen Mother, he most likely knew about it.
So, she began to inquire about the relationship between the Queen Mother and Nan Zhongyu.
Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother was actually Nan Zhongyu’s granddaughter.
The late Queen Mother Mu Xue'e was a saint of the Datam tribe in the Northern Desert. The previous dynasty's expedition to the Northern Desert was so successful that the Khan of the Northern Desert sent many beauties to the Central Plains for marriage.
Because Mu Xue'e was proficient in medicine, the previous emperor was worried about keeping her by his side, so he gave her to Changsun Hu, the father of the current emperor Changsun Lue and the founding emperor of the Great Xuan Dynasty.
"This is a royal secret. It is impossible for ordinary people to know. Liu Ang must have told you, right?"
This question undoubtedly proves that Liu Ang's words have a certain degree of authenticity.
Qianru was a little scared and uneasy.
Although she really wanted to know the truth, the royal secrets that were so hidden that it was inconvenient to record them in books must be very sensitive.
After weighing the importance, she chose to shake her head and lied that she had read it from a playbook before.
Prince Zhang felt like a mirror in his heart, he could see at a glance that she was lying, but this also made him appreciate the kindness and caution of the little girl in front of him even more.
Seeing her holding the book in confusion with a look of panic on her face, he could already guess what she was thinking.
Although it was not convenient for him to tell her everything about Nan Zhongyu, he could give her a few hints.
"In my impression, Liu Ang is a man with a clear sense of grudges and grievances. He probably wouldn't deceive a little girl like you. Even if he did, it would be for your own good."
King Zhang's words sent a chill down Qianru's back.
After bidding farewell to Queen Zhang, when she saw passers-by on the street, she would unconsciously walk a few steps quickly. When she returned to Liujiazhuang, she was also afraid of interacting with people.
Lock yourself in the room, wrap yourself in a quilt and shiver.
She was not afraid of death, but the way Nan Zhongyu was dismantled and his bones and blood were used as medicine was really hard for her to accept.
"I don't want to be a 'ginseng essence'. I want to be a normal person. I must be a normal person."
After not going out for two days, Liu Ang guessed that the story he told might have frightened her, so he coaxed her out for a long time, until Qian Lv was exhausted and finally coaxed her out.
He has never worked so hard to coax his daughter, grandson, or great-grandson in his life.
When she came out, he really wanted to bury her, but he couldn't bear to see her fragile and pitiful look.
I kept saying it in my heart, that's it, and finally my attitude became as soft as cotton and I said a few words that were not painful or itchy.
"I heard that you are not afraid of anything. You even dared to scold the emperor. But you were frightened by the story I made up. It's really worse than seeing it a hundred times."
She asked weakly and pitifully: "Did you really make it up?"
Liu Ang had no choice but to nod.
Qianru could tell that his reaction was too forced.
Before coming out, she had decided to face reality.
There was a shopping spree a while ago, and more than 90% of the people in Zhuangzi were wounded soldiers.
She decided to test these people to see if she was the same as Nan Zhongyu.
So, she took the initiative to help make the medicine, and took the opportunity to quietly put a strand of her black hair and some nails into it.
After boiling for a while, her hair and nails couldn't be removed. She was extremely frightened.
The next day, I found that the wounded soldier's condition improved significantly after drinking the medicine, and his legs were shaking with fear.
She kept comforting herself by saying that it might just be a coincidence, maybe the medicine was very effective, or their injuries were not serious.
However, within a few days, most people's wounds healed, and even those who were half-dead after being stabbed several times had thick scabs on their wounds.
She could no longer deceive herself.
What's worse is that Liu Jiajun, who was recovering from his injury, came to thank her.
It's all because the bloodletting to save people made a big fuss that night, and she went to make medicine again.
Therefore, even though they didn't see anything, the injury healed so quickly, and the first thing everyone thought of must be that she was helping.
Fortunately, the Liu Jiajun who had second thoughts a while ago have all gone to hell, so what is left in the village is believable.
They all obeyed Liu Ang's orders and vowed never to tell the story.
Especially because of this, Qianru still felt uneasy and had to tie the door bolt tightly every night when she went to bed.