After time travel, I got rich by working with the light food system

Qi Yu immediately stood up from the chair: "But Concubine Zhao is ill?"

Hawthorn said solemnly: "Not long after you left, the empress vomited everything she ate. I went to the palace and couldn't find you. Your Majesty is angry!"

Concubine Zhao's matter was imminent, and Qi Yu had to say goodbye to Qi Yuan: "Master and disciple have something to do tonight, so I'll excuse you for now. I'll talk to master after the matter is settled."

Before Qi Yu finished speaking, he saw Qi Yuan using mystical arts with both hands.

After Qi Yuan finished squeezing his fingers, he sighed first and then said: "I think it's fate, so I will go to the palace with you. Maybe I can be of use to my old man."

Qi Yuan never said useless words. It seems that Zhao Xingxin is saved.

So the three of them immediately rushed towards the palace.

As soon as he landed, an angry voice came from the hall.

First there was the sound of an object falling to the ground.

Then, Fu Ziming said: "If the imperial concubine cannot be cured, your entire hospital will be buried with her."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qi Yu quickly led Qi Yuan into the inner hall. At this time, a room full of imperial doctors were kneeling in the room, and Zhao Xingxin was more vulnerable than usual.

Fu Ziming finally calmed down when he saw Qi Yu. Qi Yuan, who followed Qi Yu into the room, noticed Zhao Xingxin as soon as he entered the door.

Under the eyes of everyone in amazement, Qi Yuan walked quickly to the bed and picked up Zhao Xingxin's hand to feel the pulse without any separation.

Qi Yuan is a divine man. He has covered a wide range of fields. He specializes in swordsmanship. He is extremely interested in strange arts and has certain attainments. If this is all, then he can be regarded as an ordinary wizard.

He is not a god-man, but it is precisely because he has dabbled in much more than just these that he can be called a god-man.

In addition to the two above, he is also good at medicine, divination, and tactics. In addition, he is also proficient in piano skills. What's even more bizarre is that everything he is proficient in has a certain title. He is known as the Almighty King in the world.

To this day, no one knows where he lives exactly.

The imperial physician who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but sweat for Qi Yuan. The most taboo person in the emperor's life was Concubine Zhao. Those imperial physicians who usually checked Zhao Xingxin's pulse with their bare hands had long since died.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes and felt his pulse quietly.

Fu Ziming on the side couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. Who is this person who dares to challenge his authority like this? If he can't play any tricks, he will definitely let him come back.

Under the crowd's watch, Qi Yuan's expression gradually became serious.

It only took a quarter of an hour after taking the pulse. Qi Yuangang put down Zhao Xingxin's hand and touched her between her eyebrows and her neck. It looked like he had a tendency to touch downwards.

Fu Ziming had been staring at his movements. Just when he was about to explode, Qi Yuan said to Fu Ziming: "Take off her quilt and take out her feet, and her hands too."

Fu Ziming gestured to Qi Yu, as if he was asking for his opinion. Qi Yu nodded at him, meaning that just follow his instructions.

Fu Ziming immediately opened a corner of the quilt and took out his heels and hands hidden under the quilt.

Qi Yuan did not touch it like before, but just observed it. After looking at it, he started to shake his head.

Everyone was confused by his actions. Qi Yu knew that his master would only act like this when he encountered difficult situations.

Qi Yu said anxiously: "Master, what's the problem?"

Fu Ziming was immediately in awe when he heard that he was Qi Yu's master. He had long known that Qi Yu had a master, but he had never seen him before and didn't know his name.

Qi Yuan did not answer Qi Yu's words, but took out a small ink-colored bottle from his sleeve, and then poured a black ball-like thing from it into Zhao Xingxin's mouth.

After doing all this, he said to Fu Ziming: "Go and prepare for the funeral!"

As soon as Qi Yuan said this, everyone present changed their expressions, especially Fu Ziming's expression turned black.

Qi Yu immediately cast a look at Qi Yuan to prevent him from saying disrespectful words again.

Fu Ziming clenched his fists: "If you speak arrogant words, someone will come and take him down." Even Qi Yu's master could not say such treacherous words.

Fu Ziming was originally very rational as the 95th Supreme Being, but as long as it was related to Zhao Xinxin, he couldn't be rational at all.

Then two guards entered the room, pretending to capture Qi Yuan.

Qi Yu quickly begged for mercy: "Please don't blame me, your Majesty, and listen to what the old man has to say."

Fu Ziming didn't say anything and the guards didn't dare to act rashly.

Qi Yuan was not affected by Fu Ziming's words at all: "My mother's disease is inflammation, but the house has no doors or windows all year round. There are also obvious black spots on the soles of my feet and palms, but you didn't pay attention to it. This is not only a symptom of the disease."

, If I’m not wrong, the queen also has similar spots or cracks on her body, which is also one of the knots in the queen’s heart. If these are not dealt with, the queen’s illness will only worsen until she dies.”

Fu Ziming's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't personally wiped Xingxing's body in the past few days, but he did see some small black spots when he was lifting the quilt just now.

It seems that what this old gentleman said is true. In the past, although the stars could not speak, their eyes followed him, but these days they have been avoiding him. It seems that this is the reason.

Qi Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. His master's character was like this. The older he got, the more he liked to do rebellious things. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was of no use.

Fu Ziming said respectfully: "What is the name of the old gentleman?"

Qi Yuan didn't even raise his head: "My surname is Qi Dan."

Fu Ziming paused. He knew that Qi Yu's master had some background, but he didn't expect that it was Qi Yuan who was famous far and wide.

From this moment on, his attitude toward Qi Yuan made a U-turn: "I hope Mr. Qi can save Xingxing."

Qi Yuan: "I'm sorry that I can't save her illness. What I fed her just now can only temporarily kill her. I don't know how to cure her."

Fu Ziming's originally rising expectations instantly vanished into thin air.

Qi Yuan added: "Just because I can't cure it doesn't mean that no one in the world can cure it, but everything depends on fate. As long as fate comes, everything will be solved."

Fu Ziming: "I hope sir will clarify." I finally saw hope.

Qi Yuan: “Pay more attention to private trends.”

…

As soon as my eyes turned, today was the day when Qi Yu was "buried".

Qi Yu became famous at a young age, made great military exploits, and achieved his current status along the way, winning the respect of the people.

At this time, a large number of people had gathered in front of the palace gate to see Qi Yu off on his "last journey", including many women who admired him.

Meng Jiayue hasn't slept for several days. She is now physically and mentally exhausted. She is tired everywhere.

As the imperial concubine, many things have to go through her hands. Qi Yu's current condition is not good, and she still has to worry about it.

The coffin begins at Chen hour, and the Feng Shui master they invite will move Qi Yu's corpse into a coffin covered with mattresses in front of them, cover it with a quilt, and finally seal the coffin with nails.

After the enshrinement, the exhumation and burial are the next steps.

Because Qi Yushang was young and had no heirs, he did not have many direct relatives. The total number of old and young people was only about ten, including the others.

Qi Feng also came to the scene today to watch the show that was waiting for him. Last time he asked Rambutan to put an extremely flammable special powder into the corpse. He only needed a little internal force to activate another powder.

The corpse will burst into flames. The fire is extremely difficult to extinguish and will also take on a special color.

Yes, he wanted Qi Yu to have no peace even if he died.

The stimulating powder is in his sleeve. Whenever he gets a chance, he will sprinkle it into the coffin and mix it with the previous flammable powder, and then a raging fire will start.

It was not a good sign that the body caught fire on the day of the burial. No matter how much he, Fu Ziming, tried to protect Qi Yu, there was nothing he could do.

His old rival will no longer exist today, and his goal will be achieved.

The coffin in which Qi Yu was previously placed has been replaced. Now "Qi Yu" is lying on a makeshift jade bed. Next to the jade bed, there is an extremely luxurious jade coffin. Fu Ziming ordered it for Qi Yu.

Made by Royal Hand.

As the saying goes, acting requires a full performance, so everything used in this funeral was done according to the extremely strict princely standards.

The family members, including Meng Jiayue, all stood in a row, and the Feng Shui master was already wearing a Taoist uniform and doing the practice.

Meng Jiayue had never experienced anything like this before, and she watched with full curiosity.

The main character, Qi Yu/, who was supposed to be lying on the jade bed, was standing behind Meng Jiayue and watching, but he was wearing fake leather on his face.

His master made a medicine overnight that allowed him to temporarily return to his human form in order to let him come to watch his funeral today to avoid any unexpected accidents and leakage of the secret. However, it could only last for a maximum of two hours.

Qi Yu managed to see Fu Feng through the crowd. Looking at Fu Feng's confident expression, Qi Yu always had a bad feeling. Did Fu Feng do something that they didn't notice?

Then I thought, if I don't do something about the burial today, it won't be him Fu Feng. He is here as a living person. No matter how capable Fu Feng is, he can't do anything to a corpse. He can just adapt to the situation.

Thinking of this, Qi Yu felt relieved again.

After the Feng Shui master chanted a spell and walked around the coffin, it was time to move the body.

The guards sent by the emperor worked together to carry the skeleton, which was barely a corpse, into the jade coffin. Carrying a corpse was a strenuous and messy job, and there was no chance of trouble.

Ten big men worked together to lift Qi Yu's "corpse", one step at a time, then two steps, and walked to the jade coffin to prepare to place the body.

Fu Feng's hand holding the medicinal powder hanging under his sleeve trembled slightly, the show was about to begin.

Taking advantage of the gap between the coffin lid and the quilt, Fa Feng immediately took out the medicinal powder and sent it into the coffin with a little internal force.

Fu Feng: "Three, two, one"

Everyone onlookers could hardly believe their eyes, as the body that had just been placed in the coffin actually ignited a raging fire.

At this moment, Qi Yu's heart skipped a beat. Fu Feng, an old thief, was so vicious that he actually made a fuss about his "corpse", but he just burned one corpse.

Everyone, including Meng Jiayue, became restless, and the sound of conversation suddenly filled Meng Jiayue's eardrums.

What happened? Why did the perfectly good bones catch fire? Why did something like this happen at this juncture?

Just then a scream came from the crowd: "Look, everyone, the flames have turned black."