Mei Zhenyi had been in a daze for twelve years and finally woke up. When she woke up, she could speak, and jumped up how high Zhang Guole, the butler of Jingwu Villa, and almost hit the beam of the house. She quickly sent someone to report the news to the southern Lu Hou Mansion of Chang'an City. The traffic conditions in ancient times were not as convenient as they are now. It was nearly ten days after Mei Xiaolang received the news. When Nan Lu Hou received this letter, he was also overjoyed. He held the letter in one hand and twisted his beard in the other hand. His fingers twisted his beard unconsciously trembling gently.

He asked Mei An to receive the twenty-tenth guan reward himself, and ordered the sender from Wuzhou to reward twenty-tenth guan and sent the housekeeper away. Twenty-tenth guan was a big deal in the Tang Dynasty. Mei An rushed to the door of the study and not only did not be blamed, but made a small fortune. It seemed that Mr. Hou was in a good mood. As soon as Mei An left, he heard a pleasant hairpin ring sound, and then a fragrant wind blew on his face. A woman in gorgeous clothes walked into the study, holding a paint table in her hand, with a pot of wine and two cups on it.

If he could walk into Mei Xiaolang's study without notice, his wife Pei was the only one in the mansion. Mei Xiaolang smiled and said, "Why is the wife still not resting and bringing the wine to the study?"

Pei smiled: "I heard that when I came to Wuzhou, Teng'er's illness was cured, my husband must be happy. I specially burned a pot of wine to wish me good luck. The weather is cold, so I should also pay attention to warming my body when I read at night." The ancients married early. Although Pei Yu'e already had a son and a daughter, she was only twenty-four or five years old. She still had a beautiful face and charming demeanor, showing a gentle body in front of Mei Xiaolang. No matter how you look at it, it makes people cherish it.

Pei put the lacquer case on the desk, poured a glass of wine for Mei Xiaolang, and also poured a glass of wine on his own, and delivered it to him with both hands: "Congratulations to my husband! This is also a happy event for the entire Mei family." Mei Xiaolang drank the glass of wine with a smile, and held it and said: "Thanks to Xianren Sun, I have never forgotten my son for so many years, and I don't know how to thank him!"

Pei Yu'e asked again: "Teng'er's illness has been cured. How do you plan to settle it? When will you take him back to Chang'an? It will be bad if you stay alone in Wuzhou."

Mei Xiaolang shook his head: "Sun Xianren said clearly in the letter that Teng'er has been weak for many years and has been cured of the abscess, but his body, bone, qi and blood are not enough. If he is not careful in recuperation, he will be more critical than in the past. At least he must wait until the change of cold and heat, and only after the reincarnation of the spring and autumn will he know whether he can be safe. Depending on the situation, he must stay in Wuzhou for at least one year of treatment. It is impossible to return to Chang'an at present."

In addition to the letter from the butler Zhang Guo, Sun Simiao also wrote a letter to Mei Xiaolang, pointing out that Mei Zhenyi's body has not fully recovered. Although he explained a complete method to provide health care for Mei Zhenyi since childhood, Mei Zhenyi is a growing and developing child after all. It would be great to be able to survive and not die in the past twelve years. It is impossible to be strong if he doesn't wake up. Fortunately, he has not woken up. Once he wakes up, people know that they are independent, and the defects in growth and development will be exposed in a concentrated manner. At this time, their physical fitness and resistance are extremely poor. If you are not careful, you may get a fatal disease.

Pei also showed a look of concern when he heard this: "It turns out that Teng'er still has this danger. Fortunately, the old god is on his side and can protect him from good health. My husband doesn't have to worry too much. We must arrange the matter in Wuzhou well. Don't neglect the old god, and you must take good care of Teng'er. ... Also, Zhenyi is twelve years old. Since your mind has recovered, should you consider asking a teacher to teach me? My father's family is more knowledgeable and knowledgeable scholars in Chang'an City, so you can recommend it to him."

Mei Xiaolang nodded: "Madam, I'm worried. Old God Sun has to stay in Wuzhou for a year. If he has a few words, it is a blessing for Zhenyi to cultivate for several lifetimes. There is no need to invite other teachers for the time being. Moreover, Zhenyi's condition is not suitable for hard work. As for other things, I will arrange...Madam, it's getting late, so go and rest...Mei Yi, come in!"

Pei was anxious to send his teacher to Wuzhou to "teach" Mei Zhenyi, but was stopped by Mei Xiaolang because Sun Simiao did not need to invite another expert. Later generations often only knew that he was a miracle doctor who wrote "Qianjin Fang". However, during the Tang Dynasty, Sun Simiao was not only a doctor, but also a well-known scholar and a master of random cultivators. This man read a thousand words a day at the age of seven, and by the age of twenty, he had already integrated the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Emperor Wen of Sui, Yang Jian, appointed Sun Simiao as a doctor of the Imperial College, but he did not accept it. Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin once gave the title of Silver and Green Guanglu Dafu, but Sun Simiao refused to accept it. The current saint Li Zhi wanted to call him a counselor, but Sun Simiao still did not accept it. The kings of two dynasties and three dynasties had given the title, and the grade was higher every time, but Sun Simiao did not accept it. This was not only the treatment and mind that a famous doctor could enjoy.

The royal family of the Tang Dynasty was named Li. After claiming to be Laozi, he respected Taoism after establishing the country. When Empress Wu took power in the current dynasty, he also admired Buddhism. Local scholars respected Confucian orthodox, and the dispute between the three religions was also very fierce in the court. In the second year of Longshuo (662 AD), the emperor organized a debate on the three religions, allowing all sects to show their own opinions. Sun Simiao published the "The Treatise on the Three Disciples", which advocated learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses without any disputes and attacks. It was recognized and praised by most people and had a profound influence. As for Sun Simiao himself, he was a master of practicing Taoism and alchemy.

The imperial examination system in the Tang Dynasty was different from later generations, especially the Ming and Qing dynasties. It was not limited to the old-fashioned dogmas as the Four Books and Five Classics, but was used to select scholars by miscellaneous subjects. The judging standards of talents reflected considerable tolerance. At that time, the subjects of scholars were divided into scholars, Jinshi, Junshi, Mingjing, Mingfa, Mingshu, Mingshu, Mingshu, and Mingshu. Others such as medical, divination, Xiang, Qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting could all pass the imperial examinations. For example, a knowledgeable person like Sun Simiao was the best teacher, but he could not even invite such people. It was a blessing from heaven to stay by Mei Zhenyi for a year.

Mei Xiaolang asked his wife to go and called her confidant Mei Yi in. When Mei Yi entered the door, Pei happened to pass by her. The fragrant wind drifted in the air and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. This look made Mei Yi feel a little embarrassed. In his impression, the lady had never smiled like this at the servant. She was so embarrassed that she dared not change her face. She came to the case and lowered her head and asked, "Master, what are the instructions?"

Mei Xiaolang: "You set out tomorrow, hurry to Wuzhou, and take my handwritten letter to the old god and housekeeper Zhang. Don't come back after you arrive, so stay there for the time being."

Mei Yi felt a little strange. The two brothers were Mr. Hou’s most trusted personal guards. The eldest brother had already sent him to General Pei Xingjian’s military camp. Now he sent himself to Wuzhou. It shows how much importance Mr. Hou attaches to Wuzhou. But he was used to obeying orders, and he replied with a little surprise: "I know, I will set off tomorrow. May I ask how long the master asked me to stay in Wuzhou? Are there any other arrangements?"

Mei Xiaolang: "Of course there are other arrangements. Your swordsmanship is good. If my son still has free time, I hope you can teach him how to protect himself."

Mei Yi thought for a while and said, "I have played for Master Hou in this superficial skill. The professor, Master Hou, naturally, dare not hide his own personal information, but Master Hou's body may not be..." His question was right. Mei Zhenyi's current situation could not even go out, so how could he still learn martial arts?

Mei Xiaolang interrupted him: "You may not teach him anything when you go, everything depends on the situation, but one thing should be paid attention to is that the old god must not have any accidents at my house, nor can my son be disturbed at all. Do you understand?...When my son has the power to protect himself, I will call you back. Your elder brother is now a marching captain. At that time, I will find a better future for you."

Mei Yi knelt down on one knee and said, "It's enough to follow Master Hou to serve you. Now I don't want to ask Wenda anymore. I will definitely try my best to protect Young Master Zhouquan!" At this time, he understood what Mei Xiaolang meant to ask him to go to Wuzhou to protect Mei Zhenyi. This errand will be completed until Mei Zhenyi has the ability to protect herself. Who would harm a twelve-year-old boy far away from Chang'an? Mei Yi vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak more.

Mei Xiaolang waved his hand and said, "If you don't want to hear the news, then you can find a good future for your son. You can go down first, and you will have to rush the far road tomorrow. You need to prepare something to find the butler yourself."

After Mei Yi left, Mei Xiaolang sat alone in the study and sighed softly. Of course, he was happy that his son's illness was cured. He could not forget the kindness of the Liu family today. Mei Zhenyi was the only blood left by Liu's family. If he could take off his body, he really wanted to see the eldest son who had not seen for many years. Unfortunately, he could not do so now. Even if Mei Zhenyi could come to Chang'an, he would not plan to let his son come to this place of trouble.

Now His Majesty Li Zhi is already tall, weak and sickly. He suddenly fainted on his way back to the Dongdu last time. According to the secret news from the palace, I am afraid that it will continue to enjoy the country soon. Empress Wu has four sons, the eldest son Li Hong has been destroyed, and the current crown prince Li Xian is not favored. The court was in turmoil when he succeeded the throne. He married Prime Minister Pei Yan and moved forward and retreat together. He had to consider the matter of supporting the new emperor. Now he doesn't even have the energy to think about anything else.

His wife Pei is not bad. She is too arrogant. She is too narrow-minded and may not be able to tolerate the eldest son left by her ex-wife. Mei Xiaolang knew this very well, but he did not think Pei would have the courage to harm Mei Zhenyi. She sent her confidant Mei Yi to Wuzhou to protect her son, and was more careful if the court was in a state of shock, Mei Zhenyi could try to avoid disaster. Of course, this result was not what Mei Xiaolang wanted, but she was not afraid of ten thousand, but was afraid that if it was a matter of one, it would be better to consider it carefully.

...

After Pei Yu'e left her husband's study, Yingying's smile suddenly turned into a frost on her face, and she cursed in her heart: "I heard that Sun Simiao is still a hundred and decades old, why haven't she entered the coffin? Just practice your Taoism in Taibai Mountain and refine your pills. Why should we care about the business of our Mei family? For so many years, it's like a stinky plaster sticking to Mei Zhen's clothes, and finally he woke him up!"

Of course, there is a reason why Pei Yu'e was unhappy. Even if her biological mother was dead, she was the eldest son of the Southern Lu Hou. Most of the descendants of the founding kings of the Tang Dynasty had withered in this generation, but the Mei family, the branch of the Southern Lu King, still had a stronger holy family. She is now in the same spirit as her mother's Pei family. The foundation of the Mei family was originally about to fall into the hands of her son Mei Zhenting, but the idiot young master actually woke up.

Mei Xiaolang is a Chinese official in the court, and his salary is not small, so he just has no worries about daily necessities. The family that he really relies on for his family is the property of the Liu family's dowry, but this industry has been said to be the first to be Mei Zhenyi. If Mei Zhenyi is an idiot, it doesn't matter, and he will not be able to operate it himself. In fact, the second son Mei Zhenting who inherited the family business is still the second son Mei Zhenting. In addition to the family business, there is another more important thing, that is, the title of Marquis of Southern Lu. As long as Mei Zhenyi has nothing to do with her, she will naturally inherit the title as the eldest son of the legitimate son. Then all the plans of Pei Yu'e's mother with her son's value may be disappointed.

It would be fine if she was an ordinary woman, but she was the daughter of Prime Minister Pei Yan. She was so moved by her since childhood that she was a higher heart. It was a political marriage. Although her family had a great power, she had many children and nephews. For a married daughter, if she wanted to rely on her husband's power, she would have to rely on her son's status in the future. To be honest, this woman's mind and vision were not very good, but her thoughts could not be said to be without reason. Pei Yu'e even thought hatefully in her heart - why didn't that idiot die early?

...

The next day, Mei Xiaolang went to court, and Mei Yi was ready to go. He had only one person and one riding, and he was not carrying his entourage. He was walking out with his horse, but the housekeeper Mei An stopped him: "Mei Yi, Madam, please invite him."

What did Pei do for him at this time? Mei Yi followed the housekeeper to the east wing of the front hall, which was also a waiting place for visitors to Mei Mansion. The Marquis's wife sat there, with a shark-skin sheath on the high table on her right, and a long sword with a golden sword hilt in her mouth. Seeing Mei Yi coming, the housekeeper was waving his back and pointed at the sword and said, "General Mei, I heard that you are going to travel far away from Wuzhou and the road away from Chang'an is bumpy. I have a great responsibility to take care of the young master. I will thank you for my husband first. This gold-sculpting sword is my mother's home. Although it is not a treasure of the immortal family, it is not an ordinary product. Since ancient times, the sword is given to a hero. General Mei's sword skills are superb. This sword will be given to you."

Mei Yi quickly refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but you don't receive any rewards without any merits, so you dare not receive such a valuable reward." He felt a little upset in his heart, and the Marquis's wife actually called him a general, not sure whether it was praise or something.

Seeing that he refused to accept it, Pei's face slightly sank: "Why should the general be so humble? You are going to make contributions to the Mei family and protect the son of Liu. Can't you accept the things of our Pei family? Let me ask you, what if the Liu family in Wuzhou is more than our Pei family?" Asked this, the biggest official of the Liu family is now Liu Zhi, the brother of the late Liu Qiaoniang, who is the Canggu of Ningguo County. He is an official the size of sesame grains. No matter how rich the Liu family is, how could it be compared with the Pei family, the chief assistant of the dynasty?

"The slaves dare not talk about the family affairs of the mistress. Since the mistress rewards him, Mei Yi thanked him!" Mei Yi did not answer Pei's question, but it was not easy to refuse. He took the Jinjian and Pei's expression was satisfied.

After leaving the house, Mei Yi sighed secretly: "Madam Hou is really troublesome, why should I make things difficult for a servant like me? Even if I take the sword from the Pei family, will I dare to neglect the eldest master of the Mei family? In fact, if the second master is really promising, there is no need to mind the eldest master... Alas, this woman's eyes are short-sighted, why did the master marry her? No wonder she is Pei Xiang's daughter. It seems that adults have difficulties and villains have freedom, so I don't need such a wife."

Mei Yi packed his luggage and left Chang'an, crossed the Yellow River from Fujin Bridge, crossed Zhongnan Mountain, and rode his horse to the south.

...

The Qinling Mountains are towering, stretching thousands of miles from west to east. Since ancient times, they have been a natural barrier to the south of Guanzhong area and were called Nanshan. In ancient times, wild people in the Central Plains did not know the size of the world, and they were blocked from traveling to Nanshan, so Nanshan is also called Zhongnan Mountain. The broad sense of Zhongnan Mountain refers to the Qinling Mountains, and the narrow sense of Zhongnan Mountain refers to a mountain south of Chang'an, which is located between the road between Chang'an and Wuzhou. The highest peak of the entire Nanshan Mountains is west of Chang'an, which is Taibai Mountain where Sun Simiao lives in seclusion.

Ten days ago, the day Mei Zhenyi had just woken up. On a huge rock protruding outward, a man and a woman stood on a thunderous rock on the hillside of Zhongnan Mountain. The man looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes very handsome, and there was still a childish boy between his eyebrows, but he was wearing a wool crane cloak. The woman was only seven or eight years old, but she was beautiful and beautiful at a young age, and was also very cute.

The two were looking south, a gust of south wind blew, and the boy stretched out his hand to grab it, as if he had captured the invisible wind tail, and pondered: "Bright moon, I see the sudden change of clouds in the south, and the spiritual hub of the world gathered in this place. I don't know where the sacred world appeared, but there was a vague sense of killing, like the Emperor Star and the Killing Star, but they were all right but not wrong, so mysterious."

The girl named Mingyue spoke with a naive look on her face: "Brother Qingfeng, I am not as high as yours, and I can't tell at all. Since you say that the spiritual masters in the world gather, then we will go there to practice."

The boy named Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and a branch broke on the mountain next to him flew into his hands. He drew the branches as if they were dying. He said while drawing: "The monsters and ghosts in this world are alarmed and may also rush there. That person's situation is probably even more dangerous than Xuanzang who went west to seek Dharma. If you and I go now, that place will not be peaceful."

Mingyue blinked and said, "We don't care what kind of demons or monsters he is or a sacred person. Just find a place to practice cultivation, just go there."

Qingfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that those little demons will not be able to find the true god, but will encounter you and me, and they will have a misunderstanding."

Mingyue pouted: "Are Brother Qingfeng afraid of misunderstandings from demons? When we went to Wuguanzhuang with Zhenyuanzi to welcome Xuanzang, the matter of Zhenyuan Daxian went to heaven without saying hello. Hearing that the disciples of Zuishan Immortal Palace were going to embezzle our medicine field. Aren't you afraid of such a big misunderstanding? Now we are forced out of Kunlun Fairyland, and we are just going to find a place to practice."

Qingfeng said calmly: "I'm not afraid of something, but I don't want to be disturbed. I'm no longer suitable for you and me to practice, so I'll take you away. Now that I know the trouble, why bother? But you don't have to worry. I've decided that if we don't go, that person will come here to meet. Just wait here, and then I'll find a blessing in his world."

Mingyue: "Didn't you say that the man is dangerous? Is it okay now? Will you come to Zhongnan Mountain?"

Qingfeng frowned and said, "It's quite mysterious and I can't fully understand it, but the sense in the wind is indeed like this. It shouldn't be wrong. You and I will live here for the time being waiting."

What they mentioned was the sudden change in the clouds in the south. Mei Zhenyi woke up and the ghosts were shocked. Many demons and masters went to the southern area for investigation with different purposes, but they all had no results. An unexpected misunderstanding helped Mei Zhenyi. These people were looking for children born in Wuzhou area in those days, but Mei Zhenyi was not. He was already twelve years old, and the others looked for the wrong direction at the beginning.

Speaking of this, who is Mei Zhenyi? He is Mei Xi who came from time to time inexplicably.

On the afternoon of November 14, 2008, Mei Xi, a second-year undergraduate student at Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, inexplicably "disappeared" on the street. When he took off his heart and heard Mr. Feng's warning, it was too late, he could clearly feel that his body and flesh disappeared invisible in an instant, and the world in front of him disappeared. This feeling is very strange. It should not be that the world has disappeared, but that Mei Xi's hearing, vision, touch and other perceptions disappear with the dissipation of his body. Relatively speaking, the world in front of him no longer exists.

What's even more strange is that the strange spiritual consciousness is still there, but he can't sense anything in the void alone, as if he is silent. What's wrong, is he dead? Just the next moment, Mei Xi suddenly felt his body coming back, his eyebrows were cold like a needle prick, and he opened his eyes as if he opened his eyes. The movement of opening his eyes was so difficult. Raising his eyelids was like lifting a mountain, almost using all his strength.
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