Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 56 Jiuqu Huiyang Pill

After Jia Jing finished his exercise, he stood up slowly and entered the room to change his clothes.

But see: wearing a Hunyuan scarf, a blue velvet Taoist robe, and cloud-head shoes. To protect against the wind and snow, he wore a bamboo hat, a sable Zen robe, and held a cane made of filial bamboo, with a yellow gourd hanging on it.

The whole appearance is elegant and noble, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

"Let's go."

After changing his clothes, Jia Jing said to the prison guard, then slowly walked out of Xuanzhen Temple with his cane in hand. Go down the mountain along the stone steps and arrive at the mid-mountain pavilion. You get on Jia Rong's red rabbit horse and ride towards the Shenjing City.

Jia Rong rode a black horse and followed Jia Jing closely. Like stars over the moon, Jia Rong and the other servants surrounded the real master of Ningguo Mansion home.

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  Shenjing City, Ningrongfang.

Entering the city from Jinguang Gate, we rode horses non-stop all the way, riding on the flying flowers and splashing jade, straight to Ningrongfang.

Entering Ningrongfang, the servants of Ningrong and Jia clansmen were surprised when they saw the Taoist riding on the red rabbit horse, and they all saluted.

"Master Ning has come down the mountain, Master Ning has come down..."

Just like that, facing countless awe-inspiring looks, Jia Jing, with a normal expression on his face, dismounted in front of the Ningguo Mansion, straightened his robe, and entered the mansion slowly.

"Master, master..."

Along the way, no matter the servants, boys or servants, women and girls, all bowed with great courtesy.

In this way, Jia Jing went straight to Ning'an Hall and met Jia Zhen in the wing room.

The moment he saw Jia Zhen, even though Jia Jing was a monk, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.

At this time, Jia Zhen took Wang Jiren's medicine, and the fever in her body went down a lot. She fell asleep for a while, and gradually gained some energy and was able to open her eyes.

"My daughter-in-law wishes me well."

Jia Jing entered the ear room, and You quickly saluted. After hearing the noise, Jia Zhen gradually opened her eyes and saw a familiar Taoist priest. Her eyes showed nervousness. She tried to sit up with her body propped up and shouted: "Master, why did you come down the mountain? It's all your son's unfilial fault for being so alarmed." I'm sorry for you, old man."

"You're not feeling well, please lie down quickly." Jia Jing came over, entered the bed, comforted Jia Zhen to lie down, and then sat on a low stool in front of the bed to take Jia Zhen's pulse.

As the saying goes: Medicine does not differentiate between families.

Jia Jing Shaodan practiced and was very familiar with pulse diagnosis and medicine. He only listened to the pulse, then looked solemn, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

"Your body is too damaged. The kidneys are the foundation of your innate nature and the master of your heart. I told you to be temperate and not to be too greedy for sex. But you didn't listen. Now that you are stirred by the cold wind, the cold poison travels through the five internal organs. The six internal organs, the sick energy in the body are raging, and they are all rebelling."

Jia Zhen cried and said, "My son is unfilial and makes you worry."

"Don't say that." Jia Jing shook his head and ordered, "Bring Dr. Wang's prescription."

"Yes." Jia Rong responded and quickly presented a prescription.

Jia Jing took the prescription and looked at it, and nodded thoughtfully: "There is nothing new, they are all quite satisfactory prescriptions for treating wind-cold and fever. You can reduce the amount of 'Guangmuxiang' by one dollar, and add two dollars of 'Laochuanxiong'..."

Jia Jing dictated the instructions and changed Wang Jiren's recipe. He took out a rosewood box from his arms and opened it carefully. There were three vermilion pills placed quietly inside, and a strong medicinal fragrance filled the air.

"This is the 'Jiuqu Yanghui Dan' that I refined with all my fellow Taoists. I learned the cause of your illness, so I brought it here."

Jia Jing pinched the 'Jiuqu Huiyang Pill' and put water into Jia Zhen's mouth. Then with a slurp, Jia Zhen's throat slid and she swallowed.

This scene only frightened Jia Rong.

Elixir?

Jia Zhen is like this, why are you still giving him pills?

If I remember correctly, Jia Jing himself died of burns and swelling after eating secretly prepared cinnabar, right? Jia Rong sweated a lot, fearing that if he fed the elixir, Jia Zhen would die! Then he influenced himself to marry Qin Keqing.

But what was shocking was that the elixir actually worked. After a few breaths of time, the yellowish color on Jia Zhen's face dissipated, and a flush appeared.

Although it was not normal, he was obviously much more energetic and spoke with more strength.

It's not like he looked completely sick just now.

"Thank you so much, sir! My son really feels better after taking my elixir."

Jia Zhen's eyes lit up and she quickly thanked Jia Jing.

When You saw this, she cried with joy and said quickly: "Thank God for the blessing of my ancestors! The old man is worthy of becoming an immortal. This elixir really saved his life, and he is really well."

Jia Jing shook his head, stroked his beard and said, "This pill treats the symptoms but not the root cause. It can only temporarily suppress the cold poison in Brother Zhen's body. If you want to be cured, you have to have the Great Luo Immortal come down to earth."

"Master, it's rare to see a fairy, but there are many strange people. With the elixir of the master, I can survive for a while. My grandson has invited famous doctors. Maybe there will be that hermit and strange person who can rejuvenate and cure the disease. .”

Jia Rong interjected.

As soon as these words came out, Jia Jing, Jia Zhen and Youshi all nodded.

"That's not bad." Jia Jing smiled and nodded, looking at Jia Rong with a hint of relief in his eyes, and said, "He is a filial child."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Jia Rong bowed happily.

"Take this elixir and take one when the cold poison attacks." Jia Jing gave the elixir to Jia Zhen and solemnly confessed, "I only have three of these elixirs. I will invite others when I return to the mountain this time." Practice again. However, this elixir combines many hot things, and you have not practiced Qi, so you cannot refine the medicinal power to nourish the whole body. During this period, you still need to invite more famous doctors to find a chance of survival. If it's really not good, there will be a chance for you to explain the aftermath.

"This is also the last thing I can do for you as a father..."

After the words fell, Jia Zhen burst into tears and said in a sob voice: "My son, please remember your master's teachings. If you can survive a desperate situation, from now on, you will definitely change your mind, practice literature and martial arts, reorganize your family tradition, and live up to the expectations of your master and ancestors. Wuwuwu..."

After hearing this, Jia Jing nodded happily, "If you think so, that's the best."

After that, he explained: "You are seriously ill and have just taken pills to suppress the cold poison. Don't get emotional and damage your vitality. Lie down quickly and recover for a while. I won't make you sad here either. ”

Jia Jing stood up, looked at Jia Rong and said, "Arrange a car and take me back."

"So fast?"

In an instant, Jia Zhen, Youshi, and Jia Rong were startled and couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is a comfortable place for you. I am an outsider. How can I stay here for a long time? What's more, Brother Zhen's illness is very dangerous. I have to go back to the mountain, invite a few Taoist friends, and refining a furnace of Jiuqu Hui for him. Yang Dan.”

Jia Jing shook his head.

After hearing Jia Jing's explanation, Jia Zhen, Youshi, and Jia Rong all had no reason to persist. He had no choice but to ask the carriage house to arrange an eight-treasure carriage with a green cover and pearl tassels for Jia Jing. He also called Lai Sheng to prepare a gift for Jia Jing to return to the mountain.

"My grandpa came back to the mountain this time to refine the elixir for me. Don't be stingy with gold and silver, prepare more cinnabar, lead, mercury and other elixir-making materials..."

Jia Rong explained seriously.

Lai Sheng nodded and turned to prepare the gift.

However, Jia Rong's face was solemn and her eyes were shining brightly, "Jia Zhen is seriously ill and cannot be saved except by Daluo Immortal. Even Wang Jiren's prescription and Jia Jing's Jiuqu Yanghui Pill can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. They will last a while longer." .

"On the other hand, it is Jia Jing. The elixir he refined is really effective. It seems that it cannot be underestimated. We can only pay more tribute to cinnabar, lead, mercury and other things, so that he can become an immortal.

"Oh, I am so filial."

Jia Rong shook her head, turned and entered the hall, and continued to accompany Jia Jing, playing the role of his "filial son and virtuous grandson".

(End of this chapter)