The Submissive Emperor

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After a dance, Emperor Chunde offered wine, "The day before yesterday, the four sons of the emperor were happy with a pair of dragon and phoenix babies. I am very relieved. Today, I have a banquet for all the princes to congratulate the royal family."

Everyone toasted and thanked the emperor for Longen.

Just put down the wine glass, Qin Tianjian Jianzheng, that is, the ethereal real man Tao Miao, suddenly got up, walked to the center of the main hall, held a brocade box, bowed down and said, "The minister was ordered to refine the Yishou Yannian Dan, Jing Qiqiqi Refining on the forty-nine day, it will eventually become three elixir pills. May our emperor live with the sky and be blessed for thousands of years."

Xiao Chengjun looked at Tao Miu, who was wearing a Taoist robe, his eyes darkened. Regarding Mount Tai, this evil way attempted to harm him. He was sealed off by the Qintian Supervisor, and now he is administering an elixir. I really think that the court is not messy enough.

Emperor Chunde seemed very happy. Obviously he knew about this refining and alchemy. He waved his hand and asked Huai Zhong to take the elixir over, "Tao Aiqing has merit in alchemy, reward."

"This pill should be swallowed with strong wine." Tao Miao thanked the reward, pretending to be insulting, but the triumphant color that could not be concealed, Xiao Chengjun looked at it clearly from the side.

Lou Jing got close. He saw three black pills in the brocade box. He resisted the urge to curl his lips. Who knew about Yishou Yannian? He could also hold a box of hawthorn pills and say it was. The eternal life pill, anyway, when the emperor died, he wouldn't be held accountable for how this pill didn't make him live 10,000 years.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, there is nothing special, but the Yulin Army must prepare for the Taimiao sacrifice on the next day. The ceremonial guards, horses, and chariots must all be prepared in advance. The fourteen Yulin army had to go to the Taimiao first, and could only rest in the palace room at night.

Xiao Chengjun was alone in the mansion, arranging New Year's affairs.

"Every family's New Year gifts have been given before the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month," the outside steward gave Xiao Chengjun a glance with each family's gift list. "The return gifts are also here."

Xiao Chengjun took a look at it briefly. These are all going according to the routine, and nothing can go wrong. Suddenly, he saw a name "Jingwang Mansion" and couldn't help but pause, "Can there be news from Jingwang in the past two days?"

In November, Lou Jing tied a doctor from Jinzhou City to the capital city by coaxing, and gave Xiao Chengjin a pulse.

That doctor is a barefoot doctor handed down from generation to generation. He is very famous in the northwest area, but he only uses earthwork and can't get on the table. High-ranking officials and dignitaries rarely seek him for treatment.

Xiao Chengjun looked at the scruffy and thin old man, and couldn't help but frown slightly, but he believed that Lou Jing would not mess around, so he asked the doctor to check his brother's pulse.

The local doctor also didn't know Xiao Chengjin's identity, and treated him generously.

"Hey, you rich and wealthy people are just fine toss about," the old man shook his head after the pulse diagnosis, "Quickly don't live in this humid place."

According to this local doctor, living in hot springs in the early years was beneficial to Xiao Chengjin's body, but living for a long time, moisture entered the body, which was disadvantageous. Moreover, eating too finely on weekdays is not good for his body, so he should eat some whole grains.