Don't panic, Father Xueba and I crossed together

Another two days passed.

Huacheng has become lively from a lifeless city.

The smell of joss sticks and paper money all over the city is covered by rich medicinal soup, and the whole city is filled with a bitter taste.

But many people understand that this is a life-saving medicine.

In addition to the bitterness of the soup, there is also a strong smell of spirits.

It was some officers and soldiers who sprayed spirits everywhere in the city to disinfect and prevent the spread of germs.

"It's really strange. The common people are indeed cured after drinking the medicine, but why don't they recover as quickly as the prince?"

Old man Feng took a look and was able to walk down the road. Apart from his pale face, there was no other abnormal Chen Yu.

Wei Wei was a little puzzled.

Even if His Royal Highness is a martial arts practitioner, the speed of healing is much better than that of ordinary people!

"Everyone's physique is different. As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter how fast it is."

Feng Minsheng sprinkled some ciprofloxacin into the pot, and already had the answer in his mind.

The soup and medicine for Chen Yu are basically boiled with Lingquan water, and the daughter also feeds him some snacks produced by the space from time to time.

It's hard to think slowly!
"The Emperor is here!"

A group of people suddenly came from a distance, and the eunuch's shrill voice was heard far away.

An old man with white hair and wearing a dragon robe sat vaguely on the bright yellow sedan chair.

Shua——

Those who heard it quickly knelt down and shouted long live.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The common people also narrowly escaped death once, and the court distributed medicine for free, unlike the common people who gave up a city when a plague appeared in history.

Instead, it really saved them.

Everyone was grateful, and tears fell down.

Happy to be alive and sad to those who died.

Crying.

Feng Jin and Chen Yu also came out and stood with old man Feng Min Shengfeng.

Feng Jin and Feng Minsheng got the emperor's amnesty, so they don't have to bow down.

Chen Yu has never kneeled down to the emperor.

Old Man Feng saw that Fengjin and the others didn't kneel, and he didn't either. After all, he was also the King of Medicine and had a certain status in the world.

Feng Zheng silently glanced at his master and eldest lady, took a step back, and silently knelt on the ground.

He was not pardoned and could only kneel down alone.

The surrounding people also knelt, only these four people did not kneel.

The person carrying the sedan chair left in a hurry, and the sickly old emperor kept urging him.

"Hurry up...cough cough cough..."

Hearing that Chen Yu was infected with the plague, the old emperor directly revoked the imperial decree to massacre the city.

No matter how severe the plague is, as long as his son is inside, let the plague continue to spread!
He also couldn't stay in the capital, so he rushed over when he heard the news.

But since he summoned the heavenly beings, his body was not as good as before, and he could only sit in a sedan chair, not even a carriage.

After traveling day and night, it was just arrived.

Fortunately, Fei Ge sent a letter along the way, and he learned that the princess's father had written a prescription, and Chen Yu's illness was cured.

But my heart was always worried, and I didn't go back, and continued to come and go here.

Even the government doesn't care.

"Are you feeling better?"

As soon as the sedan chair stood still, the old emperor staggered up from the sedan chair.

Supported by Rong Feng, he could barely stand in front of Chen Yu, his voice trembling a little.

I don't know if I'm tired or scared.

Chen Yu glanced at the old emperor lightly, but did not speak.

"It seems to be great, it's good, it's good, it's good."

Chen Yu didn't answer, the old emperor didn't think it was rude, the prince has always been like this.

Talking to himself, he looked Chen Yu up and down, seeing that Chen Yu didn't seem to have any other discomfort except for his pale face, so he was a little relieved.

"See the emperor!"

Fengjin and the others didn't have to bow down, they bowed as the Romans did.

"Excuse me, thanks to Mr. and Yao Wang this time, I will definitely reward you a lot!"

The old emperor waved his hand, with a smile on his face, the more he looked at Feng Jin and his daughter, the more satisfied he felt.

"It's all thanks to the teacher this time, and my old man didn't help much, so just give it to my teacher!"

Old man Feng was careless, and he didn't have any etiquette when talking to the old emperor, he only knew to ask for a reward for his master.

The old emperor was slightly taken aback when he heard the medicine king calling Feng Minsheng teacher.

His son, Chen Yu, has always been arrogant. There are many teachers who have taught him, and there are very few who can convince him to call him a teacher.

And Feng Minsheng is the person he convincingly calls Mr.

Unexpectedly, even the medicine king did the same.

"Mr. is really a strange person."

The old emperor took a meaningful look at Feng Minsheng, wondering what he was thinking.

"The Holy One has won the prize!"

Feng Minsheng spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

"I didn't expect Mr. Feng to be so talented. He saved the people in a city. I admire you!"

An old voice sounded from behind the old emperor.

Following the sound, it was Feng Nanshu and Feng Taifu.

Behind Master Feng stood Feng Zhengnian with a gentle face, gentleness was just an appearance, but his eyes fell on Feng Minsheng's face.

When Taifu Feng saw Feng Minsheng for the first time, he felt like old friends at first sight. Later, Feng Minsheng helped him speak nicely to the prince.

He had a better impression of Feng Minsheng.

"Master Feng has won the prize."

This was the first time Feng Minsheng saw Feng Nanshu after knowing that Feng Nanshu was his biological father.

I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart, it was very subtle, and when I heard Feng Nanshu's praise, I could only say it with a smile.

But subconsciously, Feng Minsheng glanced at Feng Zhengnian.

It happened to meet Feng Zhengnian's gentle eyes.

Feng Zhengnian gently cupped his hands towards Feng Minsheng.

Feng Minsheng slowly withdrew his gaze, that's right, this person probably didn't know that he and himself had exchanged lives.

As soon as Feng Nanshu opened his mouth, the old emperor suddenly looked at Feng Minsheng again.

He finally remembered why he had a familiar feeling when he saw Feng Minsheng for the first time!
"Master Feng, Mr. Feng looks very much like you when you were young, and you are a rare pillar."

The old emperor couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Feng Nanshu was full of vigor when he was young, and he was indeed a rare talent.

Feng Minsheng touched his nose, but said nothing.

Speaking of which, he is not too keen on the matter of recognizing relatives. After all, he is not the original soul of this body, and Feng Nanshu is not his real father either.

"Probably the faces of excellent people are the same."

Feng Zhengnian opened his mouth unconsciously, for fear that Feng Nanshu would find out, regardless of whether the old emperor was there or not.

However, Feng Nanshu's gaze still fell on Feng Minsheng's face again, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

As soon as the Holy One opened his mouth, the more he looked at Feng Minsheng, the more he felt that Feng Minsheng resembled himself when he was young.

Whether it's appearance or demeanor.

He looks like his own son, no, even more like his former self than his own son.