Immortal Voices Chapter 324: Guiqiu

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Rong Xian went to the nearest Bin County the next day after a free consultation in the prefecture.

Bin County does not seem to be very different from Li County. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and occasionally some dudes who bully others are not too much.

Rong Xian looked at this peaceful and prosperous age with curving eyebrows, and finally understood His Majesty Rong's stubborn intention to guard Rong Chao.

It's no wonder that Rongdi's kendo is based on humanity, humanity is immortal, and kendo will last forever.

It’s not wrong for your Majesty to say that he is a swordsman, because everyone in Rongguo is willing to be a sword in your Majesty’s hands, follow him on the battlefield, sweep the world, follow him to kill enemies, and step by step toward a peaceful and prosperous world. .

But now, they can only watch with sadness as Your Majesty is going to decline next step and there is nothing they can do.

"Doctor Rong, if I have someone who is ruthless, I don't know if it is improper to talk?" The old woman who felt like she was comfortable after the injection just looked at the many old people behind her, and said sincerely.

The old people also looked at Rong Xian with hope, as if Rong Xian was their life-saving straw.

Rong Xian's expression with the doctor's peculiar compassion and tolerance, warmly said: "The elderly, please say, if there is a place that can help you, I will do my best."

The old woman stood up excitedly and said: "Good, good, good."

She knelt on the ground with a "puff", and before Rong Xian could help, she forced her grief and said: "Dr. Rong's free consultation this day is all in my eyes. Your medical skills are brilliant and your hands are kind. , Those of us who are half-lengthed in the loess do not beg you to waste time, only hope that you can go to the Imperial Capital to save your majesty."

The hand that Rong Xian stretched out to help her up stopped in the air, staring blankly at the group of elderly people in front of him.

The gray-haired old man lamented: "We ask the doctor to come to Beijing every year, and every year there is no good news. Our life span is not as long as your majesty, but our ancestors and grandparents have only one willingness from generation to generation, that is, we will see it in our lifetime. Your Majesty recovers, even if the country does not expand, as long as your Majesty is well."

Behind him, the wrinkled old man said with red eyes: "We all know that if your majesty's injury does not get better, one day he will..."

He choked and said: "I don't want to see your Majesty before, or before my old man..."

He could not go on, and the old woman who was the first to intercede lamented: "Your Majesty protects Rong Guo for thousands of years and allows me to wait for generations to be happy. I don't know much about the truth, but all know that your Majesty is a good emperor. Doctor Rong, Your medical skills are so good, you can definitely save your majesty, right?"

Rong Xian was silent for a moment and asked: "Whenever you meet doctors who are good at medical skills, do you ask them to go to Qianjing to see your majesty?"

"Yes, we only hope that there will be a miracle. Your Majesty will appear before me and tell us that he is all right." The old woman said frankly.

Rong Yu, who was making medicine for the patient, slowed down. He looked at these ordinary people blankly, admiring Emperor Rong for the first time.

He didn't know how Emperor Rong did it, so he was so loved by the people.

But seeing the only wish of these people is to let Emperor Rong live safely, I feel sad for some reason.

Because the rung before this wish is destiny.

He came to Rong Xian's side and asked in a dry voice, "Are people in other counties like that?"

The old man did not conceal: "Not all people in the counties are like this, but people in our neighboring counties will recommend them to the county guard if they meet a good doctor, and ask the county guard to send the doctor to Qianjing. "

Rong Yu didn't speak. He looked at these pale-haired, wrinkled old people, and then looked around if there were young people who seemed hopeless and hopeless, he only felt as uncomfortable as a choking in his throat.

Rong Xian turned her face slightly to the side, her gaze was ethereal, as if looking at them, and then she seemed to fall towards the vast sky, with a peaceful and distant expression.

She was sitting in front of her, but she felt so far away. It seems that she has merged into this world, and it is as if she embraces this world, like the boundless water, reflecting the heaven and earth and everything in a clear way, but it is so deep and wide that it can swallow the world and everything.

"I have seen it for your majesty."

Rong Xian's voice is peaceful and without ups and downs, without the grief of these people, and the loss of those doctors who have seen the disease, but it is so clear and light, but it is unspeakable.

Although the Wood Spirit Orb has majestic vitality, there is not nothing in this world that has the same attributes as the Wood Spirit Orb.

With Emperor Rong’s power and position, how can he not get it.

But he still decayed day by day, and every day he lived, he lost one day.

At that time, Rong Xian knew that she could not save Rong Di.

Many people heard what she meant, their faces were full of disappointment but they didn't blame Rong Xian.

They staggered to their feet, holding each other sadly and walking towards the distance. He looked around blankly and without focus, as if looking for a new doctor.

In the land of Northern Zhao, Fu Yuhuang, who was walking slowly, held the wine gourd's hand tightly. She raised her head and took a sip of wine and laughed and said: "People can't count heaven. All are ants."

She took the wine gourd, turned over and stepped on the flying sword, and quickly walked towards the Ziyun Dojo.

"Under Fu Yuhuang, I would like to fight against Le Zhe, the one hundred and twenty-sixth in the ranking, and please also challenge." Fu Yuhuang shouted.

In the Ziyun Dojo, a young man dressed in purple robes walked out slowly, gaining momentum with each step.

Le Zhe, one hundred and twenty-sixth on the list of people, is in the realm of great perfection.

Fu Yuhuang raised her head and drank a big sip of wine. The mellow wine washed away all the worries in her consciousness, but it did not affect her at all.

The saint once said: "He is a man, he is angry and forgets food, happy to forget worry."

Her forgetting sorrow has not worked, is it because she has no joy?

"War." Fu Yuhuang's eyebrows were filled with fighting spirit.

Across the sword energy, she went all out, seeming to vent all the depression in her heart.

In Bin County, Rong Yu watched these people leave, his voice hoarse: "Teacher..." Can you save Emperor Rong?

Rong Xian lowered her eyes, her voice soft and judo: "Go boil the medicine, the patient is still waiting."

Rong Yu suddenly raised his voice and said: "Teacher!"

He knew it was wrong for an outsider to yell at the master, but he couldn't help it at the moment.

For the Emperor Rong who had never met, he, the demon, also began to feel unbearable.

Because what Rong Yu didn't understand, but he knew that he didn't want that amazing and brilliant person to fall.

Rong Xian didn't blame him, she grinds gently, and carefully changes the prescription one by one, without raising her head: "Go, the patients behind will also come to see the doctor. "

Rong Yu took a deep breath, threw the fan on the ground abruptly, and flew away.