Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

"Then I will send someone to explore the way for you, the master."

Ying Zheng looked past Rong'er, bowed to Yang Ling, then turned and left.

Rong'er accompanied Ying Zheng all the way to the gate of the mansion before closing the door and going back.

But Ying Zheng did not leave, but turned around and told the Black Ice Platform general beside him: "Let Fusu enter the palace."

Ten days ago, he asked Fusu to investigate Rong'er's identity.

Even in the wild era when spiritual energy had not yet been awakened, news should have been transmitted back after such a long time.

Fusu had been with Su Can in the East Desert Mountain barrier before, so it was understandable that there was no news.

But now that the masters have come out, Fusu will naturally not stay in there any longer. It is time for him to bring the news about Rong'er to the palace.

When Fusu received the news to enter the palace, he had just finished listening to the report from the person in charge of southern Xinjiang.

Their trip to southern Xinjiang was fruitless and disgraced. Fusu was disappointed with them, but he didn't have time to say anything more and hurried back to the palace.

Not long after Ying Zheng returned, he received news that the envoy from Southern Xinjiang was coming to see him. He hadn't met Fusu yet, and didn't know the specific situation of Southern Xinjiang and Rong'er, so he naturally didn't summon the envoy from Southern Xinjiang first.

Yang Ling went back to seclusion, and Xu Fu was driven out by Rong'er.

She said that he could do nothing if he stayed in the house, so he might as well go back and practice on his own.

Xu Fu naturally didn't want to leave, but Rong'er promised to inform Yang Ling first after he came out of seclusion. So Xu Fu had no reason to stay any longer.

He had just made a breakthrough two days ago, and there was little hope for him to continue practicing recently. Therefore, he did not go back to practice, but went to the palace to inquire about the news around Ying Zheng.

However, what he was looking for were information about where good things were and where spiritual plants could be collected, etc., not national affairs.

When he entered the palace, he happened to meet Fusu, and the two of them walked together and entered the Qinzheng Hall together.

Xu Fu's arrival made Ying Zheng's face look unhappy. It was not convenient for Xu Fu to hear what they were going to say, but Xu Fu had no intention of leaving consciously.

"Father, that matter has not been accomplished. There is no news at all."

Fusu knew why Ying Zheng summoned him into the palace in a hurry, and he also knew what to say now so that outsiders would not understand and Ying Zheng could confirm the doubts in his heart.

Hearing Fusu's words, Ying Zheng frowned at first, then showed an indifferent expression and said: "It doesn't matter. I want to summon the envoy from Southern Xinjiang. You and Xu Fu will accompany him."

Ying Zheng understood what Fusu said. Although he was unhappy, he couldn't let Xu Fu see it now, so he pretended nothing had happened and gave orders.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Fusu and Xu Fu bowed to Ying Zheng together and then stepped aside.

What they didn't know was that Xu Fu knew better than anyone what they were talking about, and he also knew better why Fusu's mission had failed.

However, Xu Fu did not quite understand the intentions of the Southern Xinjiang Duanmu family. As soon as they left, the Duanmu family sent envoys to the Qin Palace.

If it was simply to strengthen the relationship between Southern Xinjiang and the Qin Palace and reassure Ying Zheng, it would be fine. But the envoys from Southern Xinjiang chose this critical moment to come, and their purpose was probably not that simple.

It was precisely because of his curiosity that Xu Fu was even more reluctant to leave. Maybe he could find out some news that would be beneficial to Rong'er.

Rong'er is Yang Ling's person now. No matter what happened before or what will happen in the future, she is theirs now. What is good for Rong'er is good for them, and Xu Fu is very clear about this truth.

The envoy sent from Southern Xinjiang was a tall man with an elegant temperament. Although his appearance was ordinary, he gave off the aura of a nobleman. Only his face was very strange, as if it was pasted on later, and it was incompatible with his overall temperament.

After entering the palace, the envoy from Southern Xinjiang first saluted Ying Zheng. After Ying Zheng asked him to stand upright, he raised his eyes to look at Xu Fu and Fusu who were standing beside him.

The envoy from Southern Xinjiang looked over, and Xu Fu and Fusu had no choice but to respond, so they both nodded to him.

Xu Fu always felt that there was something else in the look of the Southern Xinjiang envoy when he looked at him, but he couldn't figure out what it meant, so he didn't care.

The purpose of the envoys from Southern Xinjiang was indeed to promote the relationship between Southern Xinjiang and Qin and reassure Ying Zheng.

He did not talk about anything else except this.

After the official polite words, Ying Zheng planned to send the envoy from Southern Xinjiang out. Fusu happened to be going to Donghuang Mountain to supervise the work, so he took the initiative to step forward.

Xu Fu originally had no intention of leaving. He wanted to search the temple for some goodies and bring them back to Yang Ling to see if they could be used.

But the envoy from southern Xinjiang had a particularly good impression of him, and did not forget to invite him to drink before leaving.

This kind of thing would have been easy to refuse, but since the envoy had taken the initiative to speak, Ying Zheng naturally would not lose face for Southern Xinjiang, so he asked Xu Fu to accompany Fusu to send the person out.

Although Xu Fu was very reluctant, since Ying Zheng had asked, he could not refuse.

So, he walked quickly to Fusu and urged him, "Master Fusu, I have to come back later to help Master find medicinal herbs. Let's hurry on the way."

Hearing Xu Fu's words, Fusu stopped and looked at him and said, "Your Excellency's business is more important. I will take care of the escort of the envoy. Lord Xu Fu, please go back."

"Since Master Fusu has said so, I would like to thank Master Fusu first."

Fusu's words rang in Xu Fu's ears, like a spring breeze on his face. He immediately took over the topic, turned around and walked towards the offering hall.

"Lord Xu Fu, where are you going?" The envoy from Southern Xinjiang followed closely and quickly blocked his way.

Before Xu Fu could speak, Fusu took the lead and explained to the envoys from southern Xinjiang on Xu Fu's behalf.

However, the messenger did not seem to have listened to Fusu's explanation. He looked up at Xu Fu and said with a smile, "I get along quite well with you, sir. I would like to chat with you for a while. Will you not give me this face, sir Xu Fu?"

Although Xu Fu was dissatisfied, he had to endure it because he was in Ying Zheng's palace and Fusu was present.

He snorted coldly, politely clasped his fists towards Fusu and the envoy from Southern Xinjiang, and said, "If we are really destined to meet, there will be many opportunities to meet each other in the future." After that, he left quickly.

Xu Fu did not notice that after he left, a hint of teasing flashed in the eyes of the Southern Xinjiang envoy. Fusu's attention was still on Xu Fu, and he did not notice the strangeness of the Southern Xinjiang envoy.

However, after Xu Fu left, the envoys from Southern Xinjiang did not embarrass Fusu, but just before leaving the palace, they asked him to visit the Qin Palace, which he had never seen before. Fusu naturally understood that this was a good opportunity to enhance the relationship between Southern Xinjiang and Qin, so he readily agreed.

Xu Fu searched the temple but found nothing else, so he collected all the herbs he had never seen before.

At this time, most of the people in the offering courtyard were cleaning the blood channel outside the city, and the few people who stayed were also practicing in seclusion, with only some palace maids and eunuchs cleaning. They knew Xu Fu's identity very well, so naturally no one dared to stop him from taking the things from the offering courtyard.

However, what Xu Fu did not know was that no one stopped him from taking the spiritual herbs, which did not mean that everything would go smoothly. As soon as he left, the envoys from Southern Xinjiang were waiting at the gate of the offering courtyard. However, the envoys did not come to stop him from taking the spiritual herbs, but came to find him.

When Xu Fu saw the envoy from Southern Xinjiang at the gate of the Temple of Worship, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. He had never seen such a persistent person.

Just as he turned to leave, the messenger quickly caught up with him, stopped him and said with a smile: "Master Xu Fu, please stay. I have prepared some light wine. Would you be so kind as to taste it?"

"My master once said that drinking alcohol will cause trouble. I have quit drinking. Please do as you please, Messenger." Xu Fu took a step back, trying to avoid the messenger.

"Master Xu Fu!" The envoy did not chase him any further. He just stood there and said calmly, "I owed you a drink on the wall of the main city of Nanjiang. Now that I have chased you to Xianyang City, can you give me this chance to make up for it?"

Hearing this, Xu Fu paused and turned to look at the messenger: "Is it a human skin mask?"

He looked at the messenger carefully, confirmed his face was correct, and asked tentatively.

"It's the art of disguise." The messenger chuckled and made complicated hand seals.

As the seal was performed, his ordinary face instantly became extraordinarily handsome. He turned out to be Duanmu Yu, the young master of the Duanmu family.

"How dare you change your appearance when you see His Majesty the First Emperor?" Xu Fu asked with his eyes wide open.

"Didn't everyone see it?" Duanmu Yu asked with a faint smile.

Xu Fu was speechless, but he frowned slightly, as if he had realized something: "Isn't the human skin mask also a disguise technique?"

What he said before was denied by Duanmu Yu. It was true. After all, there was no human skin mask on Duanmu Yu's face.

But as the "number one man in the Qin Dynasty", Xu Fu naturally did not want to lose in common sense.

"The human skin mask is a disguise technique, but it is a minor trick and cannot be used in a high-class place..." Duanmu Yu paused here, looked up at Xu Fu and said with a smile: "Of course, Lord Xu Fu has your reasons for using the human skin mask. It will naturally be extraordinary in your hands."

"I've long heard that the Duanmu family in Southern Xinjiang has produced many young geniuses, and among them, the young master Duanmu Yu is the most outstanding. His cultivation talent is enviable, and he is also very good at dealing with people and has a very eloquent tongue. After meeting him today, I find that his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Xu Fu looked at Duanmu Yu with a wary look in his eyes, but his words were sincere. After all, Duanmu Yu's elegance had spread all over the world before his spiritual energy was revived.

"The rumors outside are mostly exaggerated. I dare not act rashly in front of the number one man in Qin." Duanmu Yu always maintained a humble and polite attitude.

However, Xu Fu always felt uncomfortable with Duanmu Yu, and he felt that he had been seen through by her. He also had this feeling in front of Yang Ling, but their identities were different.

In front of Yang Ling, Xu Fu didn't care, and even hoped that Yang Ling would see through him at all times. But when it came to Duanmu Yu, Xu Fu felt wary and just wanted to stay away or hide himself to avoid being calculated.

Duanmu Yu was known as "Jade-faced Zhuge", and this title was not groundless. He had long seen Xu Fu's vigilance, but this did not affect his goal. He chose to directly state the purpose of this trip to reduce Xu Fu's vigilance and get closer to success.

"What do you mean?" Xu Fu frowned, his eyes still showing vigilance.

Duanmu Yu smiled slightly, took out the prepared gift from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Xu Fu: "This is a small gift I prepared for Master Xu Fu. Please pass it on to Master Xu Fu."

The gift has been handed over, and it would be impolite not to accept it. But Xu Fu knew the temper of his master Yang Ling very well, and would not easily accept gifts from others. Even if it was Ying Zheng, Fusu and others who were familiar to Yang Ling, Yang Ling would not easily interact with them unless there was a necessary cause and effect.

"What's in it?" Yang Ling's refusal to accept it didn't mean Xu Fu wasn't curious. He didn't intend to accept it, but he wanted to know what good things Southern Xinjiang could give out.

Duanmu Yu had expected Xu Fu to be curious, so he opened the wooden box without hesitation. As soon as the box was opened, a strong aura rushed over, making people feel relaxed and happy, as if all the meridians in the body were unblocked.

Before Xu Fu could feel it carefully, the wooden box was closed again. He looked at Duanmu Yu anxiously.

"Lord Xu Fu, this is a spiritual herb that has been cultivated in southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years. It has extremely high medicinal value. But it has been picked for many days, and the spiritual energy has dissipated a lot. If my father hadn't specially asked someone to make this wooden box to lock the spiritual energy, it would have withered long ago." Duanmu Yu explained with an embarrassed look on his face: "Lord Xu Fu also saw that the spiritual energy dissipated a lot after it was opened for only a while. If it continues..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Fu raised his hand to interrupt him: "Don't say anything, give me the spiritual herbs, I will go and ask the master."

Southern Xinjiang has been a treasure land with abundant water and grass since ancient times. Since the revival of its spiritual energy, the richness of its spiritual energy is comparable to that of Xianyang.

However, since Xianyang was the capital of the Qin Dynasty, people generally believed that it had the richest resources, so the number of people going to Xianyang far exceeded that of southern Xinjiang.

The residents of Southern Xinjiang do not care about this phenomenon. They know that no matter how rich the spiritual energy and resources in Southern Xinjiang are, they are still limited. If a large number of outsiders pour in, it will inevitably lead to uneven distribution of resources, which is something no one wants to see.

When Xu Fu saw the magical herb in Duanmu Yu's hand, he was not surprised.

He knew very well that with the concentration of spiritual energy in southern Xinjiang, it was not uncommon to breed such a strong spiritual herb.

At the same time, he was also sure that Yang Ling needed such a spiritual herb. Bringing the spiritual herb would undoubtedly increase the possibility of Yang Ling and Duanmu Yu meeting.

"Thank you, Master Xu Fu!" Duanmu Yu showed a happy expression on his face. He walked closer to Xu Fu and whispered, "The Duanmu family will never let Master Xu Fu's work go in vain. If we can meet the master this time, in addition to the one just now, the Duanmu family also has a slightly inferior spiritual herb, which we will definitely present to Master Xu Fu!"

Duanmu Yu's words have clearly stated the conditions and rewards, and whether Xu Fu can get it depends entirely on his ability.

"Anything else?" Xu Fu narrowed his eyes and asked subconsciously.

He is currently at a bottleneck in his cultivation, and Yang Ling is covered in wounds and urgently needs this spiritual herb to recover.

Therefore, Xu Fu did not care about the errand fee, but if he could get more spiritual herbs for Yang Ling, this matter would be worth his trouble.

Duanmu Yu had already figured out Xu Fu's background. He knew that he came from the market and was greedy by nature.

But he didn't expect that Xu Fu had been practicing with a master for decades but still hadn't changed his greedy nature.

Duanmu Yu sighed helplessly and responded, "Spiritual herbs are difficult to grow, and the number that the Duanmu family can grow is limited. Apart from the gift given to the master, there are only two inferior ones left."

Xu Fu looked at Duanmu Yu's expression, muttering to himself, but did not argue. Now was not the time to argue about the number of spiritual herbs, so he nodded perfunctorily and hurried away with the spiritual herbs. (End of this chapter)