Chapter 60:

On the most prosperous West Street in Kyoto, the hawking of vendors is endless, all kinds of teahouses are full of seats, and the sound of singing songs floats to the ears far away, and the eyes are full of prosperity.
An Xia sweated a little on her forehead. She wiped her kerchief and stomped her feet a little anxiously.
She still had the heavy wooden sign in her arms, but she couldn't find the Floating Cloud Tower that her master said.
It wasn't until she reached the end of the street that she saw a room that couldn't be more rudimentary, with a few words on the Floating Cloud Tower on top of which had been stripped of paint. If she hadn't had her eyesight, she would really not notice this place.
An Xia hesitated a bit, and knocked on the door the last time she gritted her teeth.
There was no movement, except for the large rusty locks that creaked and dropped a lot of dust, there was no sound of footsteps inside.
Seeing the dark clouds in the sky gather, the wind scatters the fallen leaves on the ground, and the sand fascinates people's eyes, only the sound of slow footsteps can be heard behind the door in front of them. Every step seems to have been measured. same.
The footsteps stopped behind the door.
An Xia took a few steps back, raised his hand again and knocked on the door, and said softly, "Is anyone?"
This time there was finally movement.
Someone threw a rusty key from the crack of the door, and the sound that followed was slightly drunk, as if biting a corner of the tongue with a hint of cold air.
"Take the key to open it yourself."
An Xia quickly glanced to the left and right, then squatted down calmly, picked up the key, and entered the house that didn't seem to be locked at all.
The house is very old. As soon as the door was pushed, the dust on it fell all over. There was a bare old tree standing in front of the courtyard. The tree looked like a few years ago. A few jackdaws stood on one foot, Anxia cautiously Avoiding, a chill rises in the back of his neck.
Nor did he see the person who gave her the key earlier.
After walking around for a long time, she finally found the owner of the house in a remote wing.
There are a lot of medicinal materials piled in the room, and the unknown ones do not look abrupt when they are mixed together. The medicinal fragrance in the air is not greasy, just like the fragrance of the woman opposite the man.
An Xia was stunned for a moment after seeing this famous doctor.
He was really too young, and he was not a decayed old man who was passed on by the people, but rather like this young master Feng Yijia from Kyoto, with his natural and chic temperament immersed in his bones.
"Sir." An Xia closed her eyes, took out the dark wooden sign from her arms, put it in her hands, and then said: "My master invites your husband to visit the palace. I wonder if your husband can spare time?"
Jiang Jianxi's name was placed there, and everyone was in awe.
Jiang Jianxi lifted his eyelids and saw the wooden sign. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he glanced at the woman who was sitting on the opposite side of the veil without saying a word, her voice was like mountain spring water, clear and clean, and said:" Tell your master, you are late today, I already have guests."
An Xia suddenly looked distressed, and glanced at the woman whose whole body was wrapped in a black cloak and only exposed her head. With this look, she felt familiar.
The face and figure are not real, but the hand holding the chess piece is like a layer of enamel under the slight light, and the luster is like jade slender and boneless.
It looks like her master.
"That way, I won't bother Mr. Mr." An Xia was very measured, knowing that he couldn't bring people back today, so he bowed down and retired.
The wooden sign was placed in the middle of the chessboard, at the junction of Chu and Han, attracting the eyes of both people at the same time.
Jiang Jianxi put the wooden sign in his hand and played with it, his slender fingers turned carelessly, and a pair of evil eyes were full of smiles.
"The distinguished guest came from afar today, asking for news about blood clotting?"
The wrists under the large black robe moved, and the woman's voice was faint, she just raised the corner of her eyes a little, and her long and narrow phoenix eyes became a noble aura on its own, "Of course, Mr. Wang will tell you something."
"Why should I tell you?" Jiang Jianxi came to be interested, and asked casually, with a clear smile on his face, and dropped a white boy. "How about me, you should hear about it if you want to come."
The veiled woman was silent, and then stretched out four fingers without saying any nonsense, and said straightforwardly: "Four thousand taels, buy a piece of news, how do you feel, sir?"
Jiang Jianxi waved his hand, stroked the wooden sign, and said, "Ningxue San has long been lost, and it hasn't been out of the world for many years. If you ask me about this kind of news, you are too impressed by Jiang."
The woman was a little helpless when he saw the appearance of his oily salt, and she slowly said, "Recently, I have seen some unclean things, and there seems to be a shadow of blood clotting. If Mr. really knows something, can you tell me a little bit? two?"
Jiang Jianxi finally had some smiles at this meeting. He raised his eyebrows slightly, sniffed the aroma of the tea room, then shook his head, swallowed the tea leaves in his mouth, and said, "Girls with blood clotting powder don't need to ask."
The woman's eyebrows are far away, and she is not angry, and quietly listens to him to continue.
"Jiang is incompetent, I can't help the girl." Jiang Jian's western lips still have a seemingly non-essential smile, and his throat is burned with sake, his voice suddenly lowered, "Naturally, I can't inquire about Jiang. Yes, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can help the girl."
The woman was not surprised at such a blatant remark, she just glanced at the tea leaves floating on the water, and gathered many emotions in her eyes.
Since we can't talk about it now, then this trip to the palace is really a waste of effort.
I don't know if the man in the palace will notice anything.
The gain is not worth the loss!
Tang Zhuozuo was undoubtedly the one who covered himself tightly, even sneaking out of the palace with a mask on.
Ever since she saw the fake stone soaked with black blood in the imperial garden, her doubts in her mind have deepened a little bit, until later in a daze, she thought of such insidious things as Ningxue San, and she suddenly felt a little creepy.
This is why she can't wait for her to find it. Besides, there are so many people in the palace that she can't ask questions about many things.
Jiang Jianxi got up, handsomely, and made a please gesture to her.
Is this to drive her away?
Tang Zhuozhuo raised his eyebrows and then stood up, pulled the wide black clothes with his hands, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows, and said, "No matter what, I thank you Mr. today."
Jiang Jianxi nodded noncommitantly, his eyes swept across the chessboard between the two, on which were the pieces she had fallen, which had forced him to a dead end.
The style of chess is still as sharp as ever!
This girl can't learn what he taught at all, so it's no wonder that so many people are watching her.
Tang Zhuozuo coughed slightly. Seeing that he was about to step out of the small wing, Jiang Jianxi's last white child fell, and a thousand haze floated under his eyes.
"The girl's body is very cold, and the medicine for conditioning can't be dropped." His tone was a little heavy, and he turned around and slowly said: "Otherwise, there is no medicine for medicine."
Tang Zhuozhuo raised his arms under the large black robe slightly, then slowly took off the veil, revealing a plain female face.
It's just that the eyes of those bright stars can see everything in a glance.
"Master."
Tang Zhuozhuo didn't even realize that she was embarrassed by her identity. She smiled and bent her eyes, walked to Jiang Jianxi's three or five steps to stop, and said: "Yuan didn't realize that I could hide from you, but in the end Still lucky."
Although she called him Master, there was not much respect in her words.
Jiang Jianxi took a closer look at her and said, "Next time I will wear a nicer mask."
Tang Zhuozuo heard the disgust in his words and narrowed his mouth.
"It's just such a mask, it's not easy for me to complete it, Master will just look at it."
Jiang Jianxi's eyes fell between her beautiful eyebrows, and she was lost for a moment, and when she returned to her senses, it was another unruly prodigal.
"After that, ask what Ningxue San does?"
Tang Zhuozuo couldn't tell what happened in the palace, because Huo Qiu had completely blocked the news about it. Now she didn't know whether Jiang Jianxi was an enemy or a friend, and it would be too hasty to tell her about it.
"I was in the palace and saw a pool of black blood, shaped like glue for a long time and accompanied by a fishy smell." She said, glancing at Jiang Jianxi.
Jiang Jian didn't change his face to the west, but only sighed when he heard the words, and said, "It's late, you go back to the palace."
"Don't care about things you shouldn't care about. You are the one I picked up, you are very weak."
Seeing this, Tang Zhuozuo had to rest his mind.
What Jiang Jianxi didn't want to say, she wouldn't say a single word, just like when she was struggling to learn how to make tea, soaking it for several months had no results.
Seeing that she was covered with the veil again, Jiang Jianxi could not bear to bear it, but still couldn't help but speak too much, "The Southern Frontier Insect Gu on the emperor's body, but you have used it?"
"Yes." Tang Zhuozhuo replied without hesitation, his voice was crisp and sweet, Jiang Jianxi grinned, walked over and messed up her hair, and smiled gloomily: "You agreed when you were taken back to Tang Mansion. Me what?"
"Tang Zhuozuo, can you tell me the truth?"
The man’s body smelled clean and clean, and Tang Zhuozhuo stepped back invisibly with frowning eyebrows. His eyebrows were very tight, and he retorted:
You and I know how dangerous the gu worms are in Southern Xinjiang. Huo Qiu is my husband. I naturally have to keep him safe no matter what."
Jiang Jianxiguer came back to his senses and stroked his forehead, "That's not an ordinary worm, the medicine you used is too strong, and the worm will kill you."
"The one who planted the gu worm was a direct descendant of the aristocratic family in southern Xinjiang, and he has now died."
Having said that, Jiang Jianxi turned around and emphasized word by word: "I said this to you, do you understand?"
Tang Zhuozuo became vigilant almost instantly, "Someone wants to seek revenge with me?"
It is useless to say more, Jiang Jianxi put the wooden sign lying on the chessboard into her hand, and don't say deeply: "Shining, don't embarrass me."
When Tang Zhuozuo returned to the palace, the sky outside was already dark. She was thinking about Jiang Jianxi's words, absent-mindedly.
An Xia had also returned to the palace. Seeing her coming out of the inner hall, there was another strange feeling in her heart. She hurriedly went forward and reported: "Manny, the servant girl has gone out of the palace to see Doctor Jiang, but he said that there are guests today. , Can we discuss it another day."
Tang Zhuozuo nodded indifferently, and raised her head from an obscure ancient book. The wind outside was a bit strong, and the leaves were blowing rustlingly. Her fingertips were abnormally white, and she didn't know if An Xia was listening.
"My palace knows."
She raised her eyes and glanced at the sky outside, and asked: "Has the emperor ever been here?"
Zi Huan shook his head aside, and Tang Zhuozuo really let go of his heart.
The book she was holding was about the Southern Jiangdian tribe, where people kept Gu for generations, and the gu worms grew up with human-eating energy. Some even fed Gu worms on their bodies, and when they were used, they would drive the worms out and attach them to another person. , Especially difficult.
If as Jiang Jianxi said, Huo Qiu was planted with this kind of Gu, then the method of scraping the bones and forcing Gu would be useless.
She closed the book gently, her eyelashes trembling.
So in the last life, what method did Huo Qiu use?
After a while, she drew out an osmanthus sprig from the white jade vase, shook her wrist slightly, and scattered small flowers all over her.
Why now, seeing that the mess of the previous life has been cleaned up, but getting into trouble again?