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Chapter 86 Can you get rid of Gu poison?
Hearing the discussions around, the guards suddenly realized that His Royal Highness had been hiding his strength before, talking nonsense by himself, which might affect the prince, and everyone fell silent.

Ren Pingsheng didn't care, stood up, raised his wine glass, and smiled:
"To fight side by side is not to say grateful.

This glass of wine, I did it. "

When you're done, drink it up.

When the servants saw this, they all drank it in one gulp.

Ren Pingsheng said again: "If you really want to say gratitude, you should be grateful to Mr. Xiao. If he hadn't involved those two bandit leaders of the seventh rank, this time would be a disaster.

Fill up the wine, let's toast Mr. Xiao together. "

"it is good!"

The guards responded, went back to pour wine, and toasted Xiao Rongxue together.

Xiao Rongxue hesitated for a moment, then stood up and returned a glass.

After putting down the wine glass, he said calmly: "I will be on duty tomorrow, enough is enough."

"Understandable."

The guards responded, greeted the two, and returned to the original table.

Xiao Rongxue sat back on the stool, glanced at Ren Pingsheng, and said, "You don't have the airs of a prince."

Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "This son has always been like this, Master Xiao only discovered it now?"

Xiao Rongxue fell into silence upon hearing this.

Indeed, from the first time she met Ren Pingsheng, he had always looked like a good old man, and he was always kind and pleasant to everyone.

Which one of the top noble children like him is not domineering and arrogant?

Only he is in a high position but treats people gently.

Gentle and careful, discerning and close to forgive. No wonder there are rumors in the world that he has the style of an ancient gentleman.

"By the way, I need your help with something."

Ren Pingsheng said casually while picking up vegetables: "The assassin I met last time by the Cailian River is called Ding Shen. He is a casual cultivator. I would like to ask you to help me investigate his background, including but not limited to his relatives and friends. Friends, the exercises they practiced, where they lived in the past, and what well-known things they have done
All in all, collect as much information about him as you can. "

Xiao Rongxue turned her head to look at him, frowned slightly, and asked, "Didn't the emperor send someone to investigate the assassin case?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "I want to check it myself."

Hearing this, Xiao Rongxue seemed to understand something, she didn't say any more, just said: "Okay."

After drinking and eating.

Ren Pingsheng and Xiao Rongxue went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day.

It was just dawn.

Ren Pingsheng got up from the bed, and the first thing he did was to sign in as usual.

[Sign in successfully, power +1]

Another mediocre attribute point reward.

Ren Ping got up and changed his clothes without any turmoil in his heart.

Halfway through the clothes, he suddenly thought.

I played against the thief yesterday, it was like chopping melons and vegetables, could it be related to attribute point rewards?

The more I think about it, the more I feel the same.

"Longevity Kung Fu" is a good top-level skill, but it doesn't greatly improve the actual combat ability.

"Dragon Chant, Sun and Moon Slash" is a top-level martial skill, but he has just mastered it, and he is not proficient at all, so the improvement of his actual combat ability will not be so exaggerated.

I have been honing my martial arts for ten years, which can indeed greatly improve my actual combat ability, but it will not reach the point of chopping melons and vegetables like yesterday.

After thinking about it, the biggest possibility is that the attribute points rewarded for signing in during this period have piled up his physical fitness to a level far exceeding that of the eighth rank.

"Perhaps, with the blessing of attribute points, in terms of physical fitness alone, I am almost the same as the seventh rank, the only difference is the ability to release aura."

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt that the daily attribute point rewards are also very tasty, at least not as tasteless as he thought.

"are you awake?"

Xiao Rongxue's deliberately hoarse voice came from outside the house.

Ren Pingsheng replied: "Yes."

The voice fell.

The door is pushed open from the outside.

Xiao Rongxue, who was wearing a unicorn suit, stood at the door, wanted to say something, opened her mouth, but before she could make a sound, she saw Ren Pingsheng in front of the bed, with a muscular body.

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At this moment, Xiao Rongxue felt that her breathing was stagnant for a second.

After three breaths.

She just came to her senses, looked back blankly, as if nothing had happened, she turned and left silently.

When he stepped out of the threshold, he closed the door behind him.

It all happened too suddenly.

In the room.

Ren Pingsheng muttered: "It's inexplicable."

After finishing speaking, I realized later that I was not fully dressed yet.

"She entered the room casually and looked around. I can't be blamed. Speaking of which, I'm also a victim."

Ren Pingsheng thought wildly for a while, got dressed, opened the door, and walked out.

He bumped into several servants head-on.

"Sir."

"Where are your bosses?"

"Just came downstairs."

"understood."

Ren Pingsheng didn't say much, walked down the stairs, and saw Xiao Rongxue's back in the lobby.

"Is something wrong?"

Ren Pingsheng walked up to Xiao Rongxue, as if nothing had happened, he asked casually.

Xiao Rongxue said lightly: "It's nothing, just to tell you that the gate of the inner city has been opened."

Ren Pingsheng nodded: "Oh."

Subsequently.

The two fell into a long silence.

Xiao Rongxue didn't say the second sentence until all ten guards came to the lobby: "Go back to the Yamen."

The guard originally wanted to say: How about leaving after breakfast?

Seeing Xiao Rongxue's cold expression, he didn't dare to speak, and obediently walked out of the inn and entered the inner city.

A few steps away.

Xiao Rongxue looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said expressionlessly: "Let's go back to the yamen, we have different paths from the son, so let's part here."

Ren Pingsheng said: "I have to go to the palace first."

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Xiao Rongxue was silent for a few seconds, said no more, reined in the horse rope, and continued to move forward.

Behind.

When the guards saw this scene, they looked at Xiao Rongxue and Ren Pingsheng, feeling a little strange in their hearts.

It was fine yesterday, so why do you feel that the boss is a lot stranger to the prince today?

Ren Pingsheng knew in his heart that he was making trouble with himself.

Didn't just take a look at that.

I was soaking in a tub back then, so what's the big deal.

With a word of slander, control the horse and move on.

After half an hour.

A group of people returned to the gate of Zhenmasi Yamen.

Ren Pingsheng greeted Xiao Rongxue and the guards, and then moved on.

All the way to the palace gate.

Show the gold medal for entering the palace and enter the palace smoothly.

Led by the maid, they came to the gate of Yong'an Palace.

Before he could stand still, he vaguely heard a woman's excited voice coming from inside.

"Come, come, the prince is here!"

It sounds like you've been waiting for me, afraid that I won't come?

Ren Pingsheng felt it was funny in his heart, and there was a smile on his brows.

At this time, a court lady came out and said seriously: "Your Highness said that she doesn't want to see you."

Sure enough, he refused again.

It's completely understandable for my sister-in-law to do so.

It's nothing more than wanting to use this kind of airs.

Allow yourself to coax her more.

The more painful she was, the more she couldn't do without her, the happier she was.

After persisting like this for a few days, my sister-in-law should feel sorry for herself when her mood improves.

If you don't care about it, it's like if you don't see it, you won't see it.

The sister-in-law probably will be sullen for a few more days, and then find trouble for nothing to attract her attention.

Generally speaking, children like to use this method when they are angry with their parents.

Although my sister-in-law is old enough, she still has a childish temper.

It's normal.

Not to mention that my sister-in-law has been living in the palace and is well protected, and rarely intrigues on weekdays.

Just say age.

Put it in the previous life, still in school, how mature can you go?

This is also very good, although occasionally I like to play a little temper, but I also retain my innocence, lively and cute.

Ren Pingsheng thought he saw his sister-in-law very well.

But I never thought that the same is true when a girl loses her temper with her boyfriend.

"The minister will come back tomorrow."

Ren Pingsheng brewed his emotions, pretended to be disappointed and suffering, and said in a low voice, "Please tell Your Highness, don't wrong yourself because of other people's mistakes, eat well, and don't starve to death."

After exhorting many times, he turned and left.

The solitary figure, between the two palace walls, looked extremely lonely.

The maid watched Ren Pingsheng leave, and trotted to Liu Yunmeng's side.

A vivid description: "When the son heard that His Highness didn't want to see him, his body trembled, his face was lost and hopeless, even so, he asked his servants to tell His Highness, and told His Highness not to wrong himself because of others' mistakes, and to use it well." Meal, don't starve your body.
Also, when he walked, his steps were very slow, and he looked so lonely that even the slaves felt distressed watching him. "

At the beginning.

Listening to the palace maid's description, Liu Yunmeng's beautiful peach eyes sparkled, and a sense of satisfaction of being valued spontaneously arose, filling her heart.

However, hear the back.

She felt a little distressed again.

Obviously he didn't do anything wrong, marrying Chang An was also the emperor's will, and he had to do it as a last resort.

Isn't it a bit too much for me to treat him like this?

now.

An impulse rose in her heart, and she asked Qing'er to call Ren Pingsheng back and tell him that she had forgiven him.

But, on second thought.

If he really wants to do this, he will no longer be like this, coming to the palace early every morning to see himself, and then go to Guanglu Temple to make breakfast for himself, let alone say these gentle and caring words
He wanted Ren Pingsheng to hold himself in his hands and coax him, but he didn't want to see him sad.

Liu Yunmeng's heart was full of entanglements, her brows were knit together, and her small mouth was pouted: "It's so annoying."

When Ren Pingsheng came out of Yong'an Palace, his steps became much lighter, and he didn't look a bit lonely.

Since ancient times, deep affection can't be kept, only routines can win people's hearts, he is not a scumbag who plays with emotions, he just wants to make his sister-in-law happy, that's all
"My sister-in-law has always been soft-hearted. If you add more fire, it will probably be enough to coax you."

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, and went straight to Guanglu Temple.

After half an hour.

Guanglu Temple.

in the stove.

Several cooks saw Ren Pingsheng in a strong outfit, and saluted respectfully: "I have met the prince."

"Ah."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and asked, "Are the ingredients I want ready?"

The cook said: "It's all ready."

Ren Pingsheng nodded in satisfaction, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, handed them to several people, and said, "It's not easy for you to help my son these days, it's hard work."

"It's only natural for a small one to help the prince, how dare he accept the money from the prince."

"Take it."

"Thank you so much, my son."

Several cooks took the silver with both hands, their faces full of excitement.

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Do you know what His Highness Chang An likes to eat on weekdays?"

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Hearing this question, the cooks showed hesitation and were at a loss for words.

The meals in the palace are prepared and delivered by Guanglu Temple.

They are very clear about the eating habits of many concubines, princes and princesses, but according to the rules of Guanglu Temple, this information is not allowed to be disclosed to outsiders, so I don't know whether to answer or not.

Seeing their perplexed faces, Ren Pingsheng said calmly, "This son is His Royal Highness Chang An's son-in-law."

As soon as this word comes out.

The cooks were slightly taken aback.

Before that, they didn't know Ren Pingsheng's identity, they only knew that he was the eldest son, with His Majesty's permission to cook for His Highness Yun He these few days.

I thought he wanted to please His Royal Highness Yun He so that he could marry His Royal Highness Yun He in the future.

Who would have thought that she was already married, and his wife was His Highness Chang An.

"His Royal Highness Chang An's son-in-law wants to please His Royal Highness Yunhe, is he trying to take everything?

This son is really..."

For a while, the cooks didn't know how to describe Ren Pingsheng, and the way they looked at him became a little weird.

Ren Pingsheng had already developed immunity to this kind of gaze, and he behaved very frankly.

The cooks hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "His Highness Chang An's taste is almost the same as His Highness Yun He's. They both like sweets, especially sweet-scented osmanthus."

Ren Pingsheng listened carefully and kept it in his mind.

After a while.

He started to cook, first boiled a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge, and then asked the cooks to steam a tray of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

Take a brush and write down the words Yunmeng, Ruyan and Xiao respectively with carmine.

Looking at the cook, he ordered: "Send the cake with Yunmeng printed on it to the palace, and say that the prince has been busy for a long time, and he made it for His Highness with his own hands. This is the only one."

This is the only one... Hearing this, the cook subconsciously glanced at the pastry with Ruyan and Xiao printed on it, his expression became a little weird, but he still responded, "I understand."

"Then put these pastries with printed words on them and pack them separately for me, one for each type."

"Yes."

The cook responded, brought two food boxes, and put the pastries in them.

"gone."

Ren Pingsheng picked up the food box and walked out of the kitchen.

Behind.

Several cooks saluted together: "Congratulations, my son."

Zhenmosi Yamen.

Doorway.

Ren Pingsheng summoned an officer he knew, handed him the food box, and ordered: "Give this to your boss."

"Yes, prince!"

The guard did not neglect at all, took the food box with a serious face, and asked, "What else can you order?"

"No, go back."

"Retire from humble office."

The guard turned to leave.

Ren Pingsheng stopped him again: "Wait a minute."

The guard stopped in his tracks and looked at Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng struggled for a few seconds, and said: "Tell you bosses, the things inside are made by my son himself, and there is only one copy in the world."

"Understandable!"

The guard thought the food box was some important treasure, so he held it carefully and walked into the yamen.

Ren Pingsheng watched him leave, got on his horse, and went straight to Ren's mansion.

Passing Sajin Street, I saw several Jinwu guards patrolling the street, scolding a half-grown child.

"How many times have I told you! If you don't pay, you are not allowed to sell here!"

"Believe it or not, I threw everything away for you!"

"Get out!"

The boy looked to be eight or nine years old. He was wearing thin linen clothes, which were covered with patches. He was holding a grass target that was much taller than him, and a few candied haws were inserted obliquely on it.

He looked at the tall and burly Jinwu Guard in front of him, with fear in his eyes, a flattering smile on his dirty little face, and he kept repeating: "Let's go now, little one!"

With that said, he hugged the target vigorously and was about to leave.

At this time.

A hundred Jinwu guards came over, frowned and said: "Damn it, you can't sell it in the outer city? You have to come to the inner city. Do you think you can break the rules when you are young?
Throw away his things, let him remember, or come back next time! "

Hearing this, the boy panicked immediately, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, there is a younger sister in my family who was ill a few days ago, and I came to the inner city to earn a few more coppers and chip in for her medical treatment. The little one will never dare again, please forgive the little one."

"You always have a reason!"

Baihu of the Jinwu Guard looked at his subordinates and issued an order: "Throw it!"

Several Jinwu guards glanced at the frightened and trembling boy, and hesitated a little.

Regardless of whether the boy said that his sister was sick or not.

This skinny body and yellowing hair are all true.

For a half-grown child, it is not easy to get a grass target. After throwing it away, it will be even more difficult in the future.

"Deaf one by one? Let you throw it!"

Baihu of the Jinwu Guard frowned and raised his voice.

Several Jinwu guards looked at each other, they could see a touch of helplessness in each other's eyes, and they stepped forward.

Passers-by around saw this scene and talked a lot.

"What's the point of competing with a child?"

"That's right, these guys can also show off their prestige in front of us. When they meet high-ranking officials, they will immediately act like dogs."

"What rules are you talking about... a joke!
At noon yesterday, in this place, there was a drunk dude who molested good women in the street. After they came, they didn't dare to fart, so they let the dude go. Why didn't they say the rules at that time? "

Several Jinwu guards heard the discussions around them, and their faces became hot.

Because they know it in their hearts.

People are right.

The drunk dandy yesterday was the eldest son of Uncle Anping's family, and he would inherit the title of earl in the future. They didn't dare to offend him at all, so they could only let him go.

At that time, when the dude left, he even spat at his boss and scolded some nasty words.

So the boss has been displeased with everyone for the past two days, and wants to vent his anger when he catches anyone.

"Boss, let's forget it."

A Jinwu guard stopped, looked at Baihu behind him, and said hesitantly.

All the Jinwu guards stared at him angrily, gritted their teeth and said, "I can't cure the count, and I can't cure you? Say it again, throw it away!"

The Jinwu guard had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the boy.

Just now.

A voice came from not far away.

"Don't throw it."

As soon as this word comes out.

The Jinwu Guard Baihu could no longer restrain the anger in their hearts, stared behind them, and said angrily: "Who said that!"

"I said."

Ren Pingsheng exerted a little force on his knees, controlled the horse to move forward, and looked down at the Jinwu Guard Baihu with a calm tone.

"What the hell are you"

There is only one word left, and I haven't had time to export it yet.

Hundreds of Jinwu Guards recognized Ren Pingsheng and swallowed the words abruptly.

"I'll give you a chance to repeat what I just said."

Ren Pingsheng looked at him with the same calm tone as before.

The faces of all the families of the Jinwu Guard turned red, and they choked out a sentence for a long time: "I just didn't know that I was the son of a humble official, so forgive me."

Ren Pingsheng snorted coldly, ignored him, looked at the trembling boy holding the straw target, and said indifferently: "Including this straw stick, how much money is it in total, I bought it."

Hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up, he hesitated for a few seconds, and bravely stretched out a finger, his voice trembling: "One, one hundred copper coins."

In fact, straw targets and candied haws are worth thirty or forty copper coins.

He also knew that the noble man in front of him wanted to help him.

In the past, he would never ask for more, or even ask for less.

But thinking of his sister who was still sick, he struggled for a long time, and still asked for a hundred copper coins.

Ren Pingsheng took out two silver notes of one tael from his pocket and threw them out casually.

"Give me something."

The two silver bills were floating in the air, and they landed in the boy's hands with precision.

The boy didn't know the silver bills, but he knew that they were worth a lot of copper coins, one was enough to treat his sister's illness.

"Master, it doesn't take that much."

The boy put down the straw target in his hand, walked up to the tall horse, tiptoed vigorously, and wanted to return one of the bank notes to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng thought for a while, reached out to take the bank note, and said flatly, "Things."

The boy ran back in a hurry, exhausted all his strength, picked up the grass target, and wanted to raise it a bit so that it would be easier for Ren Pingsheng to hold it.

Ren Pingsheng stretched out his hand to take the straw target, and without stopping, he controlled the horse and walked towards Ren's mansion.

"This guy is kind-hearted and handsome. It would be great if my daughter could marry him."

"I didn't see those officials who were respectful to him. He must be a big shot. Your daughter wants to marry someone. Wait for the next life!"

"I said you two didn't go out on the street a few days ago? The prince of Zhenbei couldn't recognize him?

I still want to marry my daughter, and I don't want to take pictures of myself in the piss. The one I married is His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess! "

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The boy stood where he was, watching the figure gradually go away, and listening to the voices from all around, his dirty little face showed determination.

Prince of Zhenbei
When I earn money one day, I will pay you back double.

Renfu.

Ren Pingsheng walked down the corridor holding a straw target with a few candied haws in one hand and a food box containing sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the other.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, she saw Jiang Chuyue in a light pink dress standing by the pond, her eyes were red and she was secretly wiping tears.

Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat, he walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

When Jiang Chuyue heard his voice, her body trembled slightly, hurriedly wiped away her tears, lowered her head, pitifully: "Your servant is fine."

Ren Pingsheng asked: "But something happened to your senior sister?"

Jiang Chuyue was slightly taken aback, then shook her head.

"Then it'll be fine."

After Ren Pingsheng finished speaking, he took the grass target and the food box and was about to leave.

Jiang Chuyue looked at his back and was stunned for a long time before she realized it. She stomped her little feet and chased after him, aggrieved, "Is the only senior sister in your eyes?"

"Otherwise?" Ren Pingsheng asked back.

"She is the little maid of Tongfang, and she is also a member of the prince, so the prince can't care about others."

Jiang Chuyue pouted with a look of grievance.

If it was placed half a month ago, maybe I would still care about it.

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Apart from hanging up and smoking, I have no other ideas.

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, with no expression on his face, and said lightly: "You don't need my son to care about you."

"I need it." Jiang Chuyue opened her small mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

Ren Pingsheng was too lazy to listen to her, so he took out a candied haws from the grass target and handed it to her: "I bought it on the side of the road, try it."

Jiang Chuyue reached out to take the candied haws, her big watery eyes sparkled, and said with a smile, "How does your son know that people like to eat this?"

Hearing these words, Yuanwu Lake appeared in Ren Pingsheng's mind, the first time he saw Chang'an.

At that time, Jiang Chuyue took a candied haws and licked it.

Until the evening, when Tingfengge met for the second time, she still held the candied haws and licked them.

It seems that this little girl really loves candied haws.

"I'll give you another one, and bring this thing to your senior sister."

Ren Pingsheng originally wanted to deliver it by himself, but on second thought, it might be better to have it delivered by someone Chang An knows well.

Jiang Chuyue reached out to take the food box, and asked curiously, "What's inside?"

"Osmanthus cake."

Ren Pingsheng said: "I made it myself, this is the only one."

Jiang Chuyue blinked and asked, "Can people eat it too?"

Before Ren Pingsheng answered, she said to herself again: "If someone eats it, Senior Sister will be unhappy, after all, the son made it himself."

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Ren Pingsheng didn't bother to talk to her, and walked into the courtyard.

Back in the house, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and continued to copy "Eternal Alchemy".

In the blink of an eye, it was already an hour later.

"Finally finished copying."

Ren Pingsheng put down his pen, looked at the densely packed small characters, and felt much lighter all over his body.

"Originally, it was up to seven days, but now it is more than seventeen days. I hope that the Taoist priest will be magnanimous and not care about me."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, put the page he had just written into the wooden box, and glanced out the window.

The sun is shining brightly, and it will be a while before sunset.

After thinking for a few seconds.

Ren Pingsheng decided to send the transcribed Wangu Alchemy to Baiyun Temple today, and discuss with his aunt about expanding production.

Take the wooden box and walk out of the courtyard.

He called a guard and asked, "Where's Li Yong?"

The guard replied: "In the Spring Breeze Hall."

"Ah."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, walked out of the Ren mansion, rode to the Spring Breeze Hall, called Li Yong, and together they left the capital and went straight to Baiyun Mountain.

White Cloud View.

Water Pavilion.

Bai Youwei, who was dressed in a blue Taoist robe and had neatly combed hair, was sitting on a stone bench, with a gentle smile on her fair face as always, and said: "You have made rapid progress, and the aura in your body is much more majestic than last time. Just stepped into the eighth grade."

Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "It's all relying on the good fortune bestowed by Dao Zun and his old man, which is insignificant."

After finishing speaking, he exchanged a few more pleasantries and went directly to the topic.

"This is the alchemy recipe given to Dao Zun, please ask my aunt to pass it on."

Ren Pingsheng took out the wooden box and handed it over.

"it is good."

Bai Youwei took the wooden box and looked at Ren Pingsheng with a gentle tone: "If there is anything else, let's talk about it together."

In the past few times, Ren Pingsheng asked Li Yong to deliver the elixir recipes, but this time he delivered it himself, obviously because he didn't want to drink.

Ren Pingsheng was pointed out, and he didn't hold back, and said: "There is indeed something to discuss with my aunt."

"What's the matter?"

"My aunt should know that I opened a shop in the capital called Chunfengtang, which specializes in selling pills. These days, the business is booming. I sell three or four pills in the morning, noon and evening, and they are all sold out in an instant.

Seeing this, I wanted to refine some more pills and sell them, but after all, a person has limited energy, even if he has all the pills in his spare time, he can only refine ten pills at most."

The voice fell.

Bai Youwei already understood what he meant.

It's nothing more than letting the disciples of Baiyun Temple spare time to help him refine the elixir.

Then divide into.

As for why the disciples of Baiyun Temple were allowed to refine it.

It's actually quite understandable.

One is a disciple of Baiyun Temple, who can make medicines in a large number of places. As long as there are medicinal materials, he can use them.

Second, it is bound by the rules of Baiyun Temple, and the disciples will not disclose the formula of the elixir.

But
Let the disciples of Baiyun Temple refine medicine to earn money.

Bai Youwei always felt that it was inappropriate, so she didn't agree immediately.

Seeing her hesitation, Ren Pingsheng hurriedly said: "I know that it is a waste of time to let the brothers and sisters of Baiyunguan refine this kind of elixir that is not popular.

So I plan to ask the less skilled brothers and sisters to help, one is to exercise their alchemy skills, and the other is to hone their xinxing. "

It seems that it is indeed a way to let the disciples who have just started to practice alchemy.

Bai Youwei felt that it made sense, and was a little moved.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng struck while the iron was hot: "One elixir, excluding the cost, can earn more than 400 taels of silver. Chunfengtang only keeps [-]%, and the remaining [-]% is handed over to my aunt. How to distribute it, my aunt has the final say."

Bai Youwei looked slightly surprised: "400 taels?"

"Yes, 400 taels."

Ren Pingsheng took out two elixirs from his bosom, and introduced: "This one is called Yangyan Pill, which has the effect of beautifying the skin, and this one is called Xiongfeng Pill. These two kinds of elixirs are recorded in alchemy techniques throughout the ages. Auntie can take a look at them." Look, the cost of the required medicinal materials is very low, but they can be sold for 500 taels."

Bai Youwei felt a little unbelievable: "These two pills can be sold for 500 taels?"

Ren Pingsheng: "I didn't believe it at first, but it's true, maybe because no one sold this type of pill before, and it's rare and expensive...

After a while, when more people sell, the price will naturally drop, but I think there should be a lot of profit. "

Bai Youwei fell into silence when she heard the words, she nodded after a while and said: "In that case, I will do as you say."

When Ren Pingsheng saw his aunt agreed, he showed joy, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, aunt."

At this moment, when the sun is setting.

With the gusts of cool breeze, the heat is slowly leaving.

The setting sun also gradually restrained its light and became gentle.

Bai Youwei saw that Ren Pingsheng was still sitting where he was, and had no intention of leaving, so she asked, "What else?"

Ren Pingsheng thought for a while, but still couldn't help asking: "Auntie, do you know if there is a way to get rid of the Gu poison on Chang An's body?"

Before leaving the northern border, he asked his father this question.

At that time, Dad said, maybe there was, but he didn't know.

Since father doesn't know, it is estimated that other warriors don't know either.

And my aunt's practice is Daoist, so speaking of it, there are some overlaps with the Gu skills of the Gu clan.

For example, one is refining pills.

One is refining Gu poison.

and also
Well, he doesn't know much about the Gu clan and Taoism, he just wants to try his luck.

As for why I didn't ask before.

The reason is very simple. At that time, she hadn't married Chang An, and all her thoughts were on repairing Qihai and earning money, and she didn't think about this at all.

Hear the question.

Bai Youwei was not surprised at all, but showed a faint smile, and said: "The first time we met, I thought you would ask this question, but you didn't ask it at the time, I thought it was because you could bear your temper, now it seems that you were the one who didn't I don’t know the changes brought about by the poison.”

I don't know now
I haven't seen Chang An take off her veil yet.

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't have the nerve to say it.

But Bai Youwei asked again: "How do you feel when you see Chang An?"

"I don't feel anything. I haven't seen Chang An's true face yet."

"." Bai Youwei fell silent upon hearing this.

Ren Pingsheng said: "I hope that one day, she can take off her veil on her own initiative, instead of taking it off because of my request."

Hearing this, Bai Youwei couldn't help but look at him more.

After thinking for a few seconds, he slowly said: "If it's just to get rid of the Gu poison, there is indeed a way."

There is a way!
Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly became a little excited.

"but."

Bai Youwei looked at Ren Pingsheng, and continued: "Getting rid of the poison can only restore her appearance, but not her cultivation."

(End of this chapter)