"Mr. Xia, you said, you and I are both monks, so why should I embarrass you, right? I am just a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during festive seasons..."
"You are just like my family."
It looks like the dead people who were burned in my house.
"By the way, Doctor Xia, the world of cultivation is vast, and everyone has been practicing for hundreds of years, but it is just a drop in the ocean. Since you don't know Wang Jia, have you ever heard of Xia Qingming?"
This person is a monk in the secret realm. Imperial Doctor Xia is a monk who has entered the secret realm, and he is also a person who walks in the palace. It is impossible that he has not gone out of his way to inquire about this person.
This time, Doctor Xia did not shake his head or respond immediately. He raised his eyes and stared at Li Xueqing, his pupils finally filled with human emotion.
Seven emotions and six desires, greed, anger and ignorance...
Doctor Xia controlled her exposed emotions extremely well. Jiang Su lost sight among her five senses and could not see the man's eyes at this moment. She could not guess the man's true face behind the cocoon just by hearing, touching and smelling.
He was seriously injured, and his breathing and heartbeat were different from those of ordinary people. He was even more comfortable using this method to confuse the public.
Fang Zhe only understands emotions, but does not understand deep meanings. Unless others show a certain emotion very strongly, he cannot guess what others' expressions are.
Two words were written in the eyes of Imperial Physician Xia, hatred.
Hatred towards “Li Xueqing”.
He has always been cautious, but when facing "Li Xueqing", he was unwilling to hide anything in front of a blind man.
He wished he could gnash his teeth and eat flesh and blood.
"I know the monk who is supported in the Immortal Garden in the palace. He is a casual cultivator. I heard that he has perfect foundation building skills. He likes...playing chess."
Doctor Xia had indeed inquired about this monk, and he was curious in his heart. He also speculated whether the owner of the secret realm was also a monk, and whether he was the supported casual cultivator.
"Then tell me...the owner of this secret realm is Li Xueqing. So how did she, a mortal, get the opportunity to become a monk? Now she is an important minister who is loved by the emperor. What regrets does she have?"
Jiang Su's tone now was obviously a bit softer than when he spoke to Imperial Physician Xia previously.
Moody and moody, the character of an emperor.
Doctor Xia had been in the palace for a long time, and he had already told her what he knew. Naturally, he had nothing to say at this moment.
"Li Xueqing" on the side suddenly spoke.
"Yes, evil cultivator."
Jiang Su was stunned for a moment after hearing Fang Zhe's words. She had never thought about this aspect.
That’s right! When a mortal becomes a monk, in addition to having the talent to open spiritual orifices, he also has to be opportunistic and secretly do illegal things!
She herself had encountered it before.
When he was in Zhongdu, wasn't the old doctor in Li Ya's mansion an example? The old man in his seventies or eighties, because of his obsession with medicine and his grandson, relied on secret methods to forcibly open the spiritual orifice and became a monk.
A farmer in the countryside can do it, but she, Li Xueqing, a female official in the court, with a clear and intelligent mind, so why can't she?
These words came from Fang Zhe, that is, "Li Xueqing".
"What did you find?" Jiang Su asked.
Could it be that Fang Zhe discovered something in Li Xueqing's home? He actually said the word "evil cultivator" directly. He would not make it up out of thin air, it could only be true.
To this day, Jiang Su still believes in this old patient.
"letter."
Letter???Li Xueqing actually wrote a letter to contact the evil cultivator???
Nowadays, the only way for mortals to communicate over long distances is to send messages. Li Xueqing is the wife of the General's Mansion. The General's Mansion has more evil spirits than ordinary places, and it is impossible for evil cultivators to sneak in. Sending messages is a good method.
But... with Li Xueqing's mind, how could he not eliminate such obvious evidence?
Now that she has a prominent position in the court, there is no guarantee that someone will want to seize her and make her fall to the bottom...
Fang Zhe seemed to have guessed what Jiang Su was thinking, and continued: "Dharma... weapon."
Jiang Su had an idea and said excitedly: "Yes! Magical weapon!"
"In the final analysis, Li Xueqing is a mortal, and she will definitely have awe and endless trust in the things of immortals. If it is just a magic weapon given to her by an evil cultivator, it is more likely that she obtained some kind of magic weapon from somewhere.
The weapon, thereby connecting with the evil cultivator, and eventually becoming a monk one day. And the opportunity for her to become a monk is very likely to be the key to this secret realm!"
"Monk...monk...why did Li Xueqing become a monk..."
Jiang Su stood motionless not far from Imperial Doctor Xia, letting the storm in the sea of consciousness sweep over every part of her body.
Just like in the darkness, the dry meridians are suddenly ignited by a spark of fire, and the fire disappears and comes back to life.
What is more vital than weeds is clearly fire!
"Liang Yue needs monks when he comes back this time. If in the past, the emperor was unwilling to bend down and ask for support from the monks in the palace, then the unlucky one would be General Liang Yue!"
"He can't defend the territory at Yanmen Pass. When the soldiers go to war, they are like meat buns that never come back. The gap between monks and mortals is a natural chasm! How can a mortal body compete with a monk's immortal body!"
If Liang Yue did not seek help from the monks in the end, the emperor would definitely let him take these eight thousand soldiers back to Yanmen Pass. At that time, he would no longer be guarding the country, he would be going to die!
As husband and wife, Li Xueqing and Liang Yue naturally would not see themselves lose their husbands and become widows. They usually have good relations with evil cultivators. This time, they directly sought help from evil cultivators and became monks.
"So... now that Liang Yue has taken Xia Qingming to Yanmen Pass, doesn't Li Xueqing no longer need to become a monk? Who is the evil cultivator she contacted?"
Jiang Su asked, and she was waiting for Fang Zhe's answer.
Fang Zhe was not sure about the answer to Jiang Su's first question. He couldn't answer the second question, but he had some clues.
The word "dragon energy" covers almost all of Fang Zhe's memories related to evil cultivation.
He could immediately conclude from the exchange between the evil cultivator and Li Xueqing that the evil cultivator's purpose from beginning to end was for dragon energy.
"Dragon Qi, Li, learn."
He wanted to tell Jiang Su everything, but his consciousness only allowed him to say a few words.
Jiang Su had no unnecessary opinions. She knew that Fang Zhe could only speak like this.
She is willing to guess, and even regards it as a kind of fun, like opening a blind box.
"Dragon Qi... does it mean the Qi of the True Dragon or... yes, I am the Emperor, also known as the Son of the True Dragon. This Dragon Qi is not just the Qi of me."
"What kind of qi? Evil qi? Bloody qi or...luck? No matter how you sound, it sounds like you are talking about the luck in me, that is, luck. Cultivation novels like to set up the setting of the son of luck..."
"Li Xue? Li Xue? Neo-Confucianism? It's hard to guess..."
Jiang Su turned around and asked Fang Zhe, "Are you talking about Li Xueqing and the word "xue"?"
Fang Zhe behaved a little more relaxed this time, chin slightly, and replied: "Yeah."
"I see... Li Xueqing and Xue... Xue... Xue... Xue... are there any officials named Xue in the court?"