After entering the house, more than a dozen maids came to see him.
General Hua pointed at the maids and said with a smile: "Master, are you still satisfied?"
Li Muchan nodded: "General, thank you for your trouble."
These maids are all delicate and pretty. Although they are not stunningly beautiful, they look pleasing to the eye and give people a sense of vitality. Moreover, their manners are elegant and they have obviously received formal training.
Kungfu can be seen in the details, and once you enter the mansion, you can see from these maids the rich heritage of this mansion, which should not be underestimated.
These maids must have been adopted by the Washington government from childhood and carefully trained.
He turned around and said, "Yu Yan, just take care of things."
Jiang Yuyan nodded: "Yes, don't worry, master, just leave it to me!"
She glanced at all the maids with her bright eyes, as sharp as a sharp edge, she lowered her face and said seriously: "Everyone, please go back, everyone is busy with their own business."
General Hua smiled and said: "With Miss Jiang here, I can rest assured. Uncle Gu, please explain to Miss Jiang and then go back home."
"Yes, young master." The middle-aged man nodded and looked at Jiang Yuyan with a suspicious expression, but didn't say much.
Li Muchan thanked the middle-aged man named Gu and entered the hall with General Hua.
The layout of the hall is simple and elegant, spotless. In the middle is the Grand Master's chair, and behind it hangs a picture of a tiger descending a mountain, which is majestic.
In front of the Grand Master's chair are two rows of chairs, with five chairs in each row. Between the chairs is a coffee table. The chairs are all brand new, with bright red paint that can almost reflect the figures of people.
The two sat down and talked for a while. Jiang Yuyan came in and said, "Master, there is a doctor named Cui outside."
General Hua stood up and said with a smile: "I found them...Master, let them see if they can solve the problem of Xuexiang Powder. If you have any hope, you should try it."
Li Muchan nodded lightly, and Jiang Yuyan took the opportunity to retreat, and soon led an old man with white hair and boyish face in. He was thin, with an extraordinarily long face, a bit stern, but the three strands of clear beard under his chin added a bit of elegance.
, weakening its austere atmosphere.
"Master, this is Doctor Cui, a well-known national player in the capital." General Hua introduced Li Muchan solemnly and said with a smile: "Mr. Cui, this is Master Mingkong. Please use your rejuvenation skills to diagnose and treat the master."
Mr. Cui raised his head and looked at Li Muchan, his lightning-like eyes lingered for a moment, he stroked his beard and frowned, and said slowly: "I, Cui Yigu,...is Master Mingkong poisoned?"
Li Muchan nodded: "It's Dongchu's Xuexiang Powder."
"Xue Xiang Powder from Yuhan Palace?" Cui Yigu frowned.
General Hua said: "When I was returning, an assassin from Dong Chu attacked me and used the trick of burning both jade and stone... Does Mr. Cui have any idea about this snow fragrant powder?"
Cui Yigu shook his head and let out a long sigh.
He sighed: "Xuexiang Powder is a unique poison of Yuhan Palace in Eastern Chu. Apart from Yuhan Palace, there is no other medicine that can cure it!"
"Mr. Cui, your medical skills are unparalleled, so there's nothing you can do?" General Hua asked reluctantly.
Cui Yigu shook his head: "This Jade Han Palace should be located in the most yin and cold environment. It produces a unique species, which is made into Xuexiang Powder... However, everything must have its own counterattack, and the antidote should be
Next to it, it is unique and cannot be found anywhere else!”
General Hua smiled bitterly: "It's impossible to get the antidote from Yuhan Palace..."
Cui Yigu sighed: "Brother Feng lost his life for this Xuexiang Powder...he tasted the medicine himself, figured out the ingredients of the medicine, and prepared the antidote. The antidote pill he prepared was ineffective against Xuexiang Powder, and he died in front of his eyes.
Fate, alas..."
General Hua smiled bitterly and shook his head, while Li Muchan looked calm.
He already had a method, and although he didn't know whether it would work or not, there was always some hope. Moreover, even if the poison could not be cured, he could always suppress it by observing the heavens, human beings, and divine scriptures.
Cui Yigu clasped his fists: "General, I'm sorry for my incompetence. Let's ask others to take a look. Maybe there is some unique secret method. I'll take my leave!"
He said no more, seemed ashamed, turned around and left.
General Hua hurriedly chased after him and saw him off in person. When he came back a while later, he was followed by a doctor, also an old man with gray hair and a childish face.
The old man's surname was He. According to General Hua, he was also a national player. After seeing Li Muchan's poison, he shook his head and turned around to leave.
Later, three more famous experts came here. When they saw Li Muchan's poison, they all shook their heads and were helpless.
Later, Li Muchan smiled and said: "General, don't bother anymore. It doesn't matter for me for a while. I will go to Dongchu to have a look in the future... I will face the Holy Spirit tomorrow. General, I need to prepare well."
General Hua said: "Master, you also need to meet the saint. I want to talk to you about some etiquette."
He wasn't too worried at all. For more than half a month, Li Muchan didn't show any signs of having an attack, and seemed to still be in the same state as when he was first poisoned.
He secretly thought that the master must have a secret skill that could resist the spread of poison. In the future, he would go to Yuhan Palace and force them to hand over the antidote.
He had deep confidence in Li Muchan. In his opinion, a small amount of snow fragrance was not enough to stump Li Muchan.
He came from an extraordinary background and was proficient in etiquette. He explained the etiquette of meeting the Holy See in detail to Li Muchan and took the trouble to demonstrate it. Li Muchan also studied it seriously.
He has a photographic memory. If he demonstrates it once, he can almost master it. If he demonstrates it a second time, he has completely mastered it, just like learning martial arts.
He learned quickly and it still took him half an hour.
General Hua sat back in his high-backed chair, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Master, you are a monk. It's okay to be a little rough in etiquette. The Holy One is much more tolerant of monks."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I was rude, and it would be a bad idea to bring the general into trouble."
General Hua laughed and said: "We won the battle this time, but many people are resenting us. It's best to be careful. Those censors are all staring at us, looking for our faults."
Early next morning
At dawn, Li Muchan got up. General Hua was already waiting outside. After washing, he and General Hua left the mansion and headed to the Forbidden Palace due north.
The street was quiet except for the soft sedan chairs fluttering one by one. The bearers were all agile and their footsteps were silent, as if they were sliding on the ground.
The bearers of large families often serve as bodyguards. At critical moments, they are the last barrier, no different from personal bodyguards.
Most of them have good skills, and not everyone can be a bearer. Usually, they are leisurely and concentrate on practicing.
Li Muchan and General Hua held military positions, so naturally they could not ride in a sedan. According to the rules of the Dayan Dynasty, civil servants rode in sedans and military attachés rode horses. They were different and could not be mixed.
The air is fresh, everything around is quiet except for one sedan chair after another. The faint sound of horse hooves is particularly clear, but it becomes more and more quiet.
No one woke up, and the whole capital seemed to be asleep.
The capital is a city that never sleeps, but the streets and civilians there are bustling and lively, and the area around the Forbidden City is heavily guarded at night, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
Along the way, when people met each other, they just hugged each other, nodded, and didn't speak. Everyone did this, as if it had become an established rule.
The two rode side by side to the south gate of the Forbidden Palace.
Outside the main south gate is a wide flat land, like a school martial arts field, with a wide field of vision. It is clear who is approaching, and it is impossible to sneak up.
Some wooden stakes were erected in the west part of the field. Next to the stakes were horses, and to the east were soft sedan chairs, with bearers sitting around them.
There were already a lot of people standing outside the main south gate, with civilian officials on the left and military attachés on the right. There were about twenty people, most of whom were old people, a few middle-aged people, and no young people.
Li Muchan and General Hua stood out among the crowd.
They stood together and kept silent, looking at the two of them without saying a word. The familiar General Chong Hua nodded, and most of his eyes fell on Li Muchan.
It was obvious that General Hua and the others were already familiar with Li Muchan. They were curious, but they were too proud of their status to ask questions, so they just looked at him.
"Squeak..." A heart-wrenching voice sounded, breaking the silence of the early morning. Everyone was refreshed and they all arranged their clothes and court uniforms.
General Hua also adjusted his court uniform and whispered: "Master, the court has begun in the morning."
General Hua went in first, while Li Muchan was waiting outside.
Although he was a general, his rank was not high enough and he could not be in the same court class. He was not qualified to attend the morning court. He could only enter the palace to meet the emperor when summoned by the emperor.
After an hour, the civil and military officials came out one by one. A young and handsome eunuch hurried out and asked Li Muchan to follow him in. He entered the main south gate and walked forward along a wide white stone avenue.
The white stone is like jade, warm and flawless, and it feels soft when you step on it. On both sides of the avenue, there are rows of guards with guns standing, standing upright like statues, motionless.
After walking about two hundred meters and climbing more than a hundred white jade steps, we arrived in front of a main hall. Suddenly we turned east and arrived at a side hall next to it.
The handsome eunuch stopped and shouted towards the bright yellow curtain: "Your Majesty, Master Mingkong has arrived."
His voice is soft and melodious, as if singing, and has a unique rhythm, which is extremely pleasant to the ears.
When he was in later generations, people generally thought that the eunuch's voice was high-pitched and thin, which was difficult to hear. But now it sounds wrong, as it is as beautiful as a soprano.
"Come in." A steady and deep voice came from inside.
The handsome eunuch stepped forward and opened the bright yellow curtain and said sideways: "Master Mingkong, Your Majesty is inside, please come in."
"Thank you." Li Muchan titheed, stepped across the threshold, and entered the hall.
The warm and fragrant breath hit his face. He looked up and saw a red carpet extending from the door to the steps about ten meters away.
Two animal furnaces stood on both sides of the steps, emitting light curls of smoke.
There is a writing desk on the steps, and sitting behind it is a middle-aged man with big ears, a face like a crown jade, eyebrows like a lying silkworm, a square mouth and a straight nose, looking solemn and dignified.
A fat old man stood beside the desk. He had frosty eyebrows and snowy hair, a rosy complexion, and held a silver whisk in his hand. He was a eunuch.
"I have met Your Majesty." Li Muchan came to the foot of the steps and titheed.