After the immortal disappeared

This time, the "Jade Spring Snow" was so explosive that people four feet away could not see clearly, and only the sound of sneezing could be heard in the trance.

The old pear blossom seemed eager to shake off all the flowers.

Only a dozen breaths later, the ground, grass, and treetops were all covered with a thick layer of pear blossoms, as thick as a finger. The officials and palace people didn't even have time to dust off the pear snow and fragrant powder from their heads.

Looking from a distance, Yuquan Palace is covered in silver and looks like a pure world.

He Lingchuan asked Yu Wenyong: "Is it like this every year?"

It's a bit incredible. The last time the flowers fell so much was from the King of Baoshu.

Yu Wenyong nodded: "But it's not as spectacular as this year."

Could it be that the old tree has a spirit and has accumulated enough flower bones to burst into bloom today?

The fragrant snow was still falling in abundance, and the five or six-year-old child of Prince Qing's Mansion hid in the nurse's arms, pointing at the big tree and making a sweet sound: "It has dropped a lot of leaves, let's go pick them up!"

As the pear blossoms fall, the leaves also turn yellow visibly to the naked eye, and then rustle down.

After Li Xue, Ye Yu followed.

Another strong wind blew by, yellow leaves spread all over the sky, and Yuquan Palace entered autumn in a second.

The people in the palace were all stunned. King Yao stood up suddenly, his face changed drastically:

"How is this going!"

Just a moment ago, the flowers were blooming, fragrant and snowy, but in a blink of an eye, the flowers and leaves fell off, leaving only bare branches!

This scene happened to happen on King Yao's fifty-nineth birthday.

He was so angry that he slammed the table repeatedly: "What's going on? Where is Prison Yuquan!"

There is a dedicated person responsible for the maintenance of Yuquan Palace. The most important thing is to take care of Lao Lihua, who is called Yuquan Prison. He got out of the corner and knelt in front of King Yao, his body like a sieve of chaff: "Back to you, Your Majesty, the pear tree was fine this morning. There was no problem! It was fine yesterday and before."

He didn't look up and didn't see the murderous look in King Yao's eyes: "What do you mean, if I hold a birthday ceremony, it will get worse?"

"No, no, no, no..." Supervisor Yuquan was so frightened that his tongue was tied.

King Yao pointed at him and shouted: "Drag him down and beat him to death with sticks!"

All the officials were as silent as cicadas, and the atmosphere was as frozen as ice. Only the cold spring was still curling up with white smoke, adding more chill to the place.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but since the pear trees have lost all their leaves, Yuquan Palace seems to be getting colder. In mid-June, it was scorching hot outside, but white frost quietly formed on the jade fence beside the spring.

King Yao stroked the pear tree and said to himself: "It's a pity that Qi Qing is not here."

Qi Yunsheng was killed, otherwise he might be able to see the reason because of his rich experience and knowledge.

King Yao thought for a while, turned around and nodded another person's name: "Lao Youguang!"

He Lingchuan knew that this man was in charge of Jinyuan, the palace treasure house of Yao Kingdom, and specialized in studying various heavenly materials, earthly treasures and rare objects.

Lao Youguang came out after hearing the sound. He looked to be in his early forties, with average height and appearance, and deep wrinkles on his forehead.

After he saluted King Yao, he walked to the old pear tree and stretched out his hand to break off a branch.

It clicked and was very crisp.

King Yao frowned, and the people in Yuquan Palace also found it incredible. The branches of the old pear blossom are usually harder than iron. Not to mention breaking them off with bare hands, they cannot be cut off even with an ordinary sword.

How can it be so easy?

Lao Youguang observed the broken surface of the branch and broke it in half again.

The voice was dry.

Lao Youguang chose another tree branch, which faced the south and was stronger. There were still a few leaves hanging on it: "My king, please forgive me, please cut it down."

King Yao grunted, and a guard came forward and chopped off the branch with a knife.

Before the branch fell into Lao Youguang's hands, the few remaining curly yellow leaves on it fell off.

He looked at it carefully for a moment, dropped some liquid into the branches, poured some green smoke, and then took samples from the bark and roots. Then he called four or five people to discuss the business together.

During this period, Yuquan Palace was as quiet as a cemetery, King Yao had a cold face, and the palace people did not even dare to breathe.

After a while, everyone finished their discussion, and Lao Youguang said to King Yao:

"Your Majesty, the vitality of the pear tree is rapidly draining, just like a person's meridians drying up."

King Yao's brows almost had vertical lines forming: "What's the reason? You were fine just now!"

"The interior of the pear tree cannot transport water, but the part below the trunk's epidermis is still a little fresh and moist, indicating that it has rapidly lost vitality in a short period of time." Lao Youguang hesitated, "I am not the arborist of Yuquan Palace. I don’t know enough about the pear tree, so I can only make a rough judgment. It may be that it is aging rapidly in less than a month.”

"Growing old?" King Yao said, "It is less than sixty years old!"

Judging from the age of a tree, it is not even in its prime. What's more, Lao Lihua has become a spirit long ago and her life span would have been longer.

"There is another possibility, that is..." Lao Youguang was observing his face.

King Yao almost roared: "What is it? Say it quickly!"

Lao Youguang spoke quickly: "It cannot be ruled out that the vitality of the old tree was quickly extracted in a short period of time, which led to the current situation."

Quick extraction? King Yao's face was green with a hint of red. Someone wants to kill this tree?

"How to treat it?"

King Yao simply did not accept the death of the tree.

"Thanks to the cold spring, otherwise its life would pass away faster. It's a pity that the Qi family's mutton-fat cold jade bottle is not there, otherwise the moderate cold could prevent the pear tree from aging." Lao Youguang thought for a while, "I can use Yuquan ointment to add it Add white bark into the heart of the tree to try to slow down its deterioration.”

"Then what are you waiting for? Go quickly!"

Lao Youguang left the scene in a hurry to prepare the medicine.

He Lingchuan nodded secretly. Lao Youguang's method was orderly and could be called a textbook fire-fighting method - extinguishing the anger of the king.

The old tree died suddenly, and King Yao was furious. He would not accept any bad news at this time.

If he said "it can't be saved" at this time, King Yao might chop off his head in anger. The previous lesson was the unlucky Yuquan Prison just now.

Lao Youguang's way of dealing with it, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than the word "delay".

One day is one day, until King Yao calms down, until he finally has to accept the facts, Lao Youguang and his men will be safe.

He Lingchuan has also heard of "Yuquan Paste". The main medicine in this paste is Emperor Liujiang!

Even now, Baishan Pills made from a drop of Emperor Liujiang can be sold for hundreds of taels of silver, and this is the preferential price offered by Yangshan Islands. And to treat such a large pear tree, the dosage must not be small.

King Yao's attention to it exceeds his love for a tree.

He Lingchuan remembered that the last time he entered the imperial study, King Yao once said that this tree was planted by the previous monarch himself, saying that it could protect future generations.

Now that the tree suddenly spread bad news, and it was at King Yao’s birthday ceremony and in front of all the officials, could it be-

He Lingchuan guessed that everyone present had these four words in their minds:

A sign of great misfortune!

King Yao turned around, and the old palace servants automatically came closer.

"Who has entered Yuquan Palace in the past month?" King Yao said coldly: "Check! Don't miss any of them!"

Lao Youguang said that the pear tree's mutation may have occurred in the past month.

Then everyone who entered Yuquan Palace in this month is suspected of harming the tree!

King Yao swept his eyes over the ministers, as if he was carefully looking at everyone. No one knew what he was thinking, and they were all worried.

Finally, Yao Wang said, "The birthday ceremony is over. I am very happy that you have come to celebrate my birthday. Now... everyone, please leave."

Even the most obtuse person could hear his extreme repression and restraint.

The foreign envoys and ministers felt relieved, but they did not dare to show it. They just bowed and left respectfully.

After the old pear tree had an accident, even Qu Ruhai, the chief of the Luodian Left Clan, who always acted unrestrained, remained silent.

He was not stupid, and it was better to keep silent at this time.

Everyone wanted to run away, but they had to leave Yuyin Palace calmly and orderly.

Before leaving, He Lingchuan looked back and saw Yao Wang standing under the tree. His slightly hunched figure was surprisingly in tune with the bare old tree. It was obviously his birthday ceremony, and the ground was paved with flowers and yellow leaves, which was beautiful, but He Lingchuan felt old and lonely from him.

Like a wounded old wolf.

The decay of the old pear tree gave him a blow.

His eyes, however, became sinister and cruel.

…

Until they left the palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if a depressing dark cloud had temporarily dissipated.

In the palace, no one dared to discuss this matter, for fear of being caught.

Only after getting on the carriage did Fan Shuang collapse on the seat. He was already very tired after standing for two hours, and just now he had to walk on thin ice, fearing that the wrath of thunder would sweep over his head.

He gulped down two large gulps of warm water, and then murmured: "What exactly is going on? Did someone do something to the old tree?"

He Lingchuan said nothing.

The soul-catching mirror had asked him this question before he left the palace.

He had no answer either.

But he inexplicably remembered that a few days ago in Yuquan Palace, the old pear tree gave him a piece of pink flower with gold edges.

Whether it was the Tao tree or the old pear tree, it seemed that they both liked to give him flowers and leaves.

But strictly speaking, that pink flower was given to the divine bone necklace, right?

He Lingchuan still remembers the helplessness and unwillingness he felt when he passed by the tree.

Why not? King Yao took great care of it, and even assigned it a special guard and tree doctor. What is it dissatisfied with?

He also had a strange idea.

Could it be that the sudden withering of the old tree was related to the pink flowers given to him?

But that was a few days ago. Speaking of which, it is more reasonable to say that the old tree was harmed by someone, right?

Fan Shuang also asked him: "Brother He, do you think it could be...?"

He pointed east.

Youhu Xiaozhu is in the eastern suburbs of the city.

He Lingchuan glanced at him: "Who are you talking about?"

"Could it be Qing..."

He Lingchuan immediately shuddered at him: "Don't speculate rashly, be careful of the disaster from your mouth."

These two sentences were said in a gloomy way, and Fan Shuang shuddered.

"Tianshui City will be in turmoil soon. Brother Fan, be prudent and be careful with your words and actions." Others can say some things, high-ranking officials can say them, but Fan Shuang can't.

His foundation and body can't withstand a storm.

Fan Shuang scratched his head again and again: "I understand, I understand!"