Allure emperor medical concubine

Chapter 77
Lu Xiaoning prescribed the prescription and asked Ji Jiu to go back to the city to grab the medicine. Only then did Ji Jiu remember that when he left the city, he saw a notice posted on the gate of the city. The sixth day of May.

Lu Xiaoning frowned, early?
It seems that it used to be held at the end of the month.

"Understood, you go and come back quickly. By the way, you can go to De Ren Tang to grab the medicine. De Ren Tang has a complete range of herbs." Lu Xiaoning urged.

He gave Ji Jiu another 200 taels of banknotes to take the medicine.

Ji Jiu was taken aback: "Is this medicine so expensive?"

Lu Xiaoning said: "I don't know if it's enough, if it's not enough, go to shopkeeper Sun and ask him for it, just tell me what I said."

Ji Jiu responded and went.

Du Ruo said distressedly: "Miss, are you planning to pay for the medicine?"

Since the old monk is a friend of Mr. Fufeng, Miss must be ashamed to ask him for money.

Lu Xiaoning nodded Du Ruo's forehead: "Don't be stingy, that's my master's friend, the world-renowned Master Wu Xin, it's my honor that he can spend my money."

Du Ruo rubbed her forehead, and said weakly, Miss is always generous, so generous that it makes people feel distressed.

"Du Ruo, go and tell Dou Kou, let her make a few vegetarian dishes, and cook a pot of millet porridge, Xiwu, go and tell Lao Jin that Master Wuxin will live in the village for a few days, let him arrange it " Lu Xiaoning ordered.

Master Wuxin was seriously injured. Although she used the nine-turn silver needle technique to force out the blood in his body, she still needs to recuperate for a few days and continue to use acupuncture. Therefore, it is best to stay in the village.

The boy who went up the mountain to report the letter has not returned yet, but Master Jiyun arrived first.

Lu Xiaoning went to meet him in person, but he saw Master Jiyun was tall, with a straight waist, wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, two long eyebrows almost hanging down to the ear level, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, those kind eyes looking at you, there is a kind of purification of the heart Lu Xiaoning thought to himself, "I really deserve to be an eminent monk, the world-renowned Master Jiyun."He couldn't help feeling a little more respectful, and bowed to the master in an upright manner.

"Lu Xiaoning met the master."

Master Jiyun returned a salute, and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, thank you for your help. I wonder how Master Wuxin is now?"

Lu Xiaoning said: "Master Wuxin has vomited blood and has come to his senses. He is currently resting in the guest room. I will take Master there."

Lu Xiaoning took Master Jiyun to the guest room and then left, allowing the two elders to have a good talk.

The little monk also followed, apologizing to Lu Xiaoning coyly: "Benefactor, I offended you just now."

Lu Xiaoning said: "There is no need to apologize, you are also Master Wuxin's apprentice after all, you should know what it means not to judge someone by their cover."

The little monk looked ashamed, and he hesitated: "This is the first time this little monk has come out with the master, and this happened. It is inevitable that he lost his sense of justice."

Lu Xiaoning nodded knowingly: "Are you and your master from Guanghua Temple?"

"Well, master is the abbot of Guanghua Temple, and the young monk has been a monk in Guanghua Temple since he was a child." The little monk said.

"Then how many days have you traveled this way?"

The little monk counted with his fingers: "It's been more than a month in total by water and land."

Lu Xiaoning thought to himself, that's fast enough, it's a desperate pace to hurry with such a serious internal injury.

"I'm curious, how old is your master?" Lu Xiaoning asked.

The little monk shook his head and said, "I don't know the age, but it must be 90 years old."

"What about Master Jiyun?"

"Master Jiyun is younger than my master."

"Then why is your master still called Master Ji Yun?"

"Didn't the benefactor say that people should not be judged by appearance? In Buddhism, seniority is also not judged by age. In the monastery, junior monks belong to the Yuanzi generation, with the Dharma name Yuantong. They are seventeen this year, but the seven or eighty-year-old monks in the monastery should be called junior monks. "The little monk's eyes showed a bit of complacency.

Uh... Lu Xiaoning is speechless, this guy is waiting for her here, monks are also so narrow-minded, and they are still tactful, what about tact express?

Lu Xiaoning silently nicknamed him "Brother Courier".

"Then you old monks in Guanghua Temple must be very depressed." Lu Xiaoning said.

"The benefactor is wrong again. The monks are all empty, so they don't care about it." The little monk Yuantong said.

"Hey, you also know that the four things are all empty, so why are you so proud, don't deny it? Your eyes have betrayed your thoughts, do you want to take a mirror to look at you?" Lu Xiaoning took the opportunity to tease him.

The little monk Yuantong quickly tensed up, and solemnly denied: "The benefactor must have read it wrong."

Lu Xiaoning gave him a contemptuous look, and went into the tea room to make tea for Master Jiyun himself.

Lu Xiaoning used white tea, and she was reluctant to take it out to entertain guests on weekdays, but for an accomplished monk like Master Jiyun, ordinary tea is not worthy of it, so she had to bring out her own treasure.

The little monk Yuantong smelled the tea, and his stomach started growling. Lu Xiaoning glanced at him, and Yuantong held his stomach in embarrassment. He thought he would stop barking after covering his stomach, but in the end he screamed louder. Yuantong backed away in embarrassment. Take a few steps and stand by the door.

He ate a steamed bun last night. Before he had eaten in the morning, the master fainted. Before, he didn't feel hungry because he was nervous, but now that the master was fine, he realized that he was hungry.

Lu Xiaoning held back his laughter and said, "I've ordered the servant girl to cook a vegetarian meal, and it should be ready soon."

Yuantong clasped his hands together gratefully: "Amitabha, thank you so much for the benefactor."

In the guest room, Master Jiyun took the pulse of Master Wuxin, and used his internal strength to investigate Wuxin's injury, and could not help but blame him: "The injury is not healed, and you still came all the way, why don't you send a letter? I can go over. "

Wuxin smiled wryly and said, "The consecration ceremony of the Golden Buddha is a grand event in the Zhou Dynasty, what can we do without you?"

"It's the same for the host, you, me, and Fufeng are the only three old guys in this world now." Master Jiyun said.

"Blessed by the Buddha, I met Fufeng's little apprentice. This little boy actually got the true instruction of Fufeng, and his nine-turn silver needle technique is as good as Fufeng's back then." Wuxin sighed.

Master Jiyun nodded approvingly: "No wonder Fufeng made an exception to accept disciples, this little child is a person favored by destiny."

Wuxin was surprised and said: "Brother is referring to..."

Master Jiyun recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, don't speak."

Wuxin didn't ask any more questions, but she couldn't help being curious in her heart, Senior Brother Jiyun's Dharma is profound, and he never speaks nonsense, Senior Brother must have insight into some secrets.

"I'm here this time to participate in the Golden Buddha Consecration Ceremony, and to seek your healing, and there is another matter..." Wu Xin said.

Master Jiyun slowly said: "But it has something to do with your injury?"

Wu Xin said: "Exactly, this person has been lurking in Guanghua Temple for more than [-] years, and he took advantage of the critical moment of my practice. I suspect that he came here for the jade box."

Master Jiyun's eyes were slightly cold, and he sighed: "How many years have passed, and that person still doesn't give up."

Wuxin also sighed: "Fortunately, that person only suspects me."

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