Tang Yin chuckled and said: "Although Huangfu Xiutai is not an expert in alchemy, he has been exposed to it since he was a child. I am afraid that ordinary medicines cannot deceive him."
Qin He stood up, took two steps forward, and said in a low voice with a smile: "Your Highness, you must not use medicine to deal with Huangfu Xiutai, but should find another way."
"Oh? What can I do?"
"It is safest to use wine ointment." Qin He said seriously: "The wine blended with wine ointment is fragrant and delicious, with a strong aroma, just like a century-old wine. However, it is easy to get drunk after drinking, and it is not easy to wake up after being drunk. Therefore, Your Highness uses this method to eliminate
It’s safest to leave Huangfu’s show.”
Tang Yin looked suspicious and asked: "Wine ointment?" He had never heard of such a thing before.
Qin He hurriedly explained: "There will be more or less wine paste in wine that is twenty or thirty years old, but it is inferior. To say that good wine paste can only be obtained from wine that is more than a hundred years old.
It only takes a small spoonful to blend a large vat of fine wine. On the market, this century-old wine paste is extremely rare and hard to find for a thousand dollars!"
Tang Yin nodded while listening. Through Qin He's explanation, he also gained a lot of insights. After pondering for a moment, he asked: "Where can I find this century-old wine ointment?"
Qin He hurriedly raised his hands and said, "I am not a talented person, so I have something like this at home."
Seeing Tang Yin raising his eyebrows, he immediately explained: "I have no other preferences, I just love what is in the cup. Over the years, I have collected more than a hundred kinds of wine ointment in my house. As long as Your Highness needs it, I can do it myself."
You should reluctantly give up your love."
Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, then he looked up and smiled, praising repeatedly: "Well, well, well, with Mr. Qin's help, great things can be accomplished!"
Qin He said: "Your Highness is serious. If Your Highness can use this villain, it will be my honor. I will do my best to live up to your Highness's trust."
Tang Yin looked at Qin He with lightning eyes, but he smiled and said nothing.
According to Qin He's plan, Wei Biao came to Huangfu Mansion that day and asked to see Huangfu Xiutai. Huangfu Xiutai was quite surprised to learn that Wei Biao had come to visit him. He had no friendship with Nie Zhen and had no contact with him on weekdays.
,Why is Nie Zhen’s eldest disciple here today?
Huangfu Xiutai ordered his servants to invite Wei Biao into the hall.
After Wei Biao came in, Huangfu Xiutai looked up and saw, well, he had a lot of gifts that seemed to be valuable in big and small packages. Huangfu Xiutai was happy and waved his hand and said: "Nephew Wei Xian"
Just come, why bother bringing these gifts?"
As he spoke, he winked at the servant and signaled to accept the gift. Unexpectedly, when the servant approached Wei Biao, the latter took a step back with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Huangfu Xiutai secretly frowned and looked at him in confusion. Wei Biao smiled dryly and said: "Elder Huangfu, these gifts... are not for you, Elder Huangfu, but... they are for Elder Dongfang.
"
Hearing this, Huangfu Xiutai's nose was almost twisted with anger. You came to visit me with a gift, but the gift was not given to me, but to my enemy. This is simply unreasonable!
Huangfu Xiutai's face immediately darkened, he stared at Wei Biao coldly, and asked: "Then why are you here at my house?"
"Elder Huangfu, don't be angry." Wei Biao carefully put down the gift and cupped his hands and said: "Elder Dongfang is seriously ill. All the elders have gone to visit, but only Elder Huangfu and his master have not gone. However, the master has been in poor health for the past few days.
I felt unwell and the wound on my shoulder was getting worse, so I asked my nephew to visit Elder Dongfang on his behalf. However, my nephew was very polite and did not dare to visit rashly, so he boldly invited Elder Huangfu to go with him."
Huangfu Xiutai's frown deepened. In order to compete for the position of the Holy King, he and Dongfang Yehuai had many conflicts and deep knots. How could it be possible for him to visit Dongfang Yehuai?
He waved his hand solemnly and said, "I'm not free. I'm here to see you off!" As he spoke, he stood up and walked out.
Wei Biao said anxiously: "My nephew understands that both Elder Huangfu and Elder Dongfang have the intention to ascend to the throne of the Holy King. Because of this, Elder Huangfu should visit Elder Dongfang. This can show Elder Huangfu's magnanimity and broad-mindedness."
, and it will definitely be talked about by people.”
Hey! This is something Huangfu had never thought of before. He took back the steps he had already taken and turned to stare at Wei Biao. Before, he only thought that Wei Biao was brave and foolhardy, but he didn't expect that today
He said such reasonable words, which made people look at him with admiration. He pondered for a moment, nodded, and said: "What you said makes some sense. From this point of view, I should go to Dongfang Mansion."
"Exactly!" Wei Biao said hurriedly: "If Elder Huangfu wants to become the new Holy King, he should show his excellence. Only in this way can the elders and the people be convinced."
Well! That makes sense! Huangfu Xiutai nodded secretly, smiled slightly, and said in a non-questioning manner: "These words were taught to you by your master, right?"
Wei Biao was shocked, but he reacted quickly, bowed and said: "It is true that nothing can be hidden from Elder Huangfu's eyes." As he said that, he lowered his voice and said: "Actually, the master also supports Elder Huangfu.
"
"Oh?" Huangfu Xiutai chuckled and asked slowly: "Why, don't you covet the position of Holy King?"
Huangfu Xiutai knew that Nie Zhen was full of evil and a typical snob. If he was to say that he did not covet the throne of the Holy King, he would not believe it if he were beaten to death.
Wei Biao smiled bitterly and said: "Of course my master also hopes to sit on the throne of the Holy King, but in terms of reputation, my master is not as good as Elder Dongfang, and in terms of merit, my master is far inferior to Elder Huangfu. I already know that there is no hope, so I just want to
After the new Holy King is elected, the master can continue to serve as the great elder."
Nie Zhen still has some self-awareness! Huangfu Xiutai smiled leisurely and said: "Go back and tell your master that if I can successfully ascend to the Holy King, I will never do anything wrong to you."
Wei Biao hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted, saying, "My nephew, I would like to express my gratitude to Elder Huangfu."
Huangfu Xiutai looked up and smiled, and waved his hand at Wei Biao. Afterwards, Huangfu Xiutai changed his clothes and went to Dongfang Yehuai's mansion with Wei Biao.
On the way, Huangfu Xiutai also specially asked his servants to buy some gifts. Since he was going to visit, it was always not good to be empty-handed.
After learning that Huangfu Xiutai and Wei Biao came to visit together, Dongfang Yehuai's disciples came out of the house to welcome him.
The arrival of the two of them was very unexpected, especially Huangfu's show, which usually looked over the top and ignored everyone. When he came in person, it was as if the sun was shining in the west.
Dongfang Yehuai's eldest disciple, Zhong Zhi, walked a few steps quickly and came to Huangfu's stage. He bowed his hands and saluted, and said: "My nephew is paying homage to Elder Huangfu. It's inconvenient for me to get out of bed, and my reception is not good. I hope Elder Huangfu will be kind to you."
Forgive me."
Huangfu Xiutai put down his hand and asked: "How is your master's health now?"
Zhongja frowned and said in a low voice: "It's okay." He said it was okay to be polite, but in fact it was getting worse. The medical officers sent by the King of Sichuan were like a revolving lantern, and several people would come over every hour.
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Huangfu Xiutai sighed quietly and murmured: "I have also seen your master's injury. It is not serious enough to hurt his life. How come it has not improved?"
Zhong Jia shook his head and said: "The medical officer said that my master is old and it is reasonable for the injury to be difficult to recover..."
"Fart!" Huangfu Xiutai said bluntly: "Your master's cultivation is not weaker than mine, so what does a few minor injuries mean? Where did you find these quack doctors?"
Zhong Jia secretly stuck out his tongue and said cautiously: "Yes... he was sent by His Highness the Prince of Sichuan."
Huangfu Xiutai said nothing more after hearing this. Since he was sent by Xiao Xuan, he must not be a quack. Xiao Xuan has always supported Dongfang Yehuai as the Holy King. He hopes that Dongfang Yehuai will be safe and sound soon before it is too late.
, it is impossible to harm him intentionally?
"Take me to see your master!" Huangfu Xiutai clasped his hands behind his back and raised his head.
"Yes! Elder Huangfu, please come inside! Brother Wei, please!" Zhongja let Huangfu Xiutai and Wei Biao into the house, and led them directly to the backyard and to Dongfang Yehuai's bedroom.
As soon as they entered the bedroom, Huangfu Xiutai and Wei Biao couldn't help but frown. The bedroom was filled with a strong smell of medicine, which choked their noses. Looking inside, Dongfang Yehuai was lying on the bed, his face pale, and
He coughed violently from time to time.
Seeing the seriously ill Dongfang Yehuai, Wei Biao's heart suddenly reached his throat. Next, it would be up to him.
Did the medical officer of Sichuan put the spiritual seeds into the medicine and gave it to Dongfang Yehuai? Was the decoction hot at that time? Did he burn the spiritual seeds? If Dongfang Yehuai had already taken it, how many more did he take?
Has the spiritual seed been digested over a long period of time?
Even if all of the above are fine, is Dongfang Yehuai really out of his mind and unable to suppress it with his spiritual energy when he activates his spiritual seeds?
Wei Biao didn't know anything about these questions, so you can imagine how nervous he was. What he wanted to murder now was the dignified elder. If he failed, not only him, but also his master Nie Zhen would be in danger.
situation.
It can be said that Wei Biao has been sweating since he entered the bedroom. Not only was the clothes on his back soaked through, but his forehead and face were also covered with beads of sweat.
However, everyone present ignored him, and everyone's attention was focused on Dongfang Yehuai. Huangfu Xiutai quickly walked to the bed, slowly sat down, and looked at Dongfang Yehuai's complexion, and couldn't help but take a breath.
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Judging from his face, Dongfang Yehuai's injury was much more serious than he thought! In the matter of competing for the position of the Holy King, Huangfu Xiutai hoped that he could defeat Dongfang Yehuai, but he also didn't want to see what happened next.
The patient died of illness in such a cowardly manner.
Even if this allowed him to obtain the position of Holy King, there would be no sense of achievement at all. He held Dongfang Yehuai's hand and called softly: "Brother Dongfang? Brother Dongfang, wake up, Brother Dongfang, wake up!"
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