A young man from Luo City held a little black cat and walked on the stone road at night. His steps were heavy at first, but gradually became lighter.

Life has to go on, right? He already has new hope.

"Wuyun, let's talk happily," Chen Ji said with a smile, "Can you tell me what happened in Prince Jing's Mansion?"

Dark clouds gathered around Chen Ji's arms in boredom, he took out the dried fish from the small blue bag and ate it: "What's there to say about that poor place? In the deep courtyard of the palace, there are a lot of dirty things just involving the maids and nuns. For example

Chunhua was bought by Concubine Jing to seduce Prince Jing, but Prince Jing didn't look at Chunhua at all. For example, Chunrong, the poisonous woman, was jealous of Chunhua's youth and beauty, and would secretly spit in Chunhua's food..."

Chen Ji smiled and talked about other topics: "Has anything major happened in the three months since you came to Prince Jing's Mansion?"

"Of course!" Dark Cloud became more energetic: "The palace is about to get lively."

Chen Ji looked expectant: "Oh?"

Wu Yun said enthusiastically: "The Double Ninth Festival is coming soon. Prince Jing's eldest son Zhu Yunxi, Concubine Jing's daughter Zhu Lingyun, and Concubine Yun's daughter Zhu Baili are all coming back from Donglin Academy. It is said that there is also a young monk."

"Little monk?" Chen Ji asked doubtfully.

Wu Yun said: "I heard from Concubine Jing that he is the reincarnated Buddhist son of the Gening sect of the Yunzhou Esoteric Sect. Because the Gening sect needs the support and edict of the court, he was held hostage in the Central Plains."

"Is Donglin Academy famous?" Chen Ji asked curiously. He remembered that his two brothers came back from Donglin Academy.

Wu Yun explained: "I heard that Donglin Academy, Qingya Academy, and Yuelu Academy were also known as the three major academies in the Ning Dynasty. They were places where talented people from all over the world flocked to. It is said that studying silver every month is very expensive, and you must be a son of aristocratic families to study there.

Thirty percent of the candidates who come out of every imperial examination are students from Donglin Academy."

"When a wanderer returns home after three years, it really should be more lively... Who is the official concubine, Concubine Jing or Concubine Yun? Whose child is Zhu Yunxi?"

Wu Yun replied: "None of them are the princess. The princess is Zhu Yunxi's mother. She has been dead for many years... I will go back to Wanxingyuan first!"

Just as he was about to reach the entrance of Taiping Medical Center, he suddenly jumped out of Chen Ji's arms and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Ji walked forward and walked around a corner, and suddenly saw old man Yao standing at the door with an expressionless face and asked: "Where have you been?"

Chen Ji thought about it and said, you won't believe me when I say I took a kitten to find its mother...

He replied: "I forgot something at home when I took a bath today, so I went to get it again."

Old Yao frowned, and the wrinkles on his forehead were squeezed together: "Actually, today's Xueyin was not given by your family, right?"

Chen Ji was stunned.

Old Man Yao sneered: "I felt something was wrong at the time. Your aunt was already narrow-minded. In order not to give you the twelve taels of silver per month to study at Donglin Academy, she sent you to me as an apprentice. Now.

It would be nice if I could give you some money for your education, how could you possibly buy so many gifts to honor me?"

Chen Ji remained silent, not knowing how to answer.

Old Yao asked again in doubt: "Wait a minute, since it's not money from your family, where did your student money come from? Could it be that you're dating a woman from some family..."

As he said this, Old Yao's expression changed drastically, and his beard almost stood up in anger: "You are an apprentice of my Taiping Medical Center after all. If word spreads about what you did, what's the difference between you directly shitting into my pants pocket?"

Chen Ji: "...ah?"

"Ah what?"

Chen Ji quickly said: "You misunderstood, how could I do that kind of thing."

"Then how did you get the money?"

Chen Ji was silent for a moment: "Master, I can't say anything because I don't want to hurt you."

Old Man Yao looked him up and down: "Secret Agents? Are you helping the Secret Agents?"

Chen Ji lamented, no wonder people often say that people become better with age. He only revealed this little information and was guessed by the other party.

He could only explain: "Master, Yunyang came to my door, I have no choice."

Old Man Yao stared at him for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the medical clinic: "You have already chosen whether you can choose, I don't care, I don't care, as long as you can hand over the student bank every month. If one day

If you die outside, it's best not to let me know...go to bed quickly!"

The door of the medical clinic closed, and three people walked out from the corner at the end of Anxi Street. Yunyang crossed his arms on his chest and muttered: "Mr. Yao doesn't seem to like our Secret Intelligence Department very much."

Jiaotu shrugged: "It's normal not to like us."

Yunyang looked at the third person: "Mengji, that young apprentice is the person I want to interrogate. I want to confirm whether he is a spy of Jing Dynasty."

The man named Mengji wears a bright brown suit with a double-breasted collar, and his robe is embroidered with dozens of brightly colored wild pheasants, just like a costume.

Mengji touched her neat temples and said in a low voice: "A young apprentice, is he worthy of your generous spending? You even specially invited me here from Kaifeng Mansion."

"I'll pay, you do the work, and I'll tell you all the information I need to tell you. Don't ask about anything else," Yunyang said calmly.

"Okay, I guarantee your satisfaction. I have the final say on what you want to do in your dream," Mengji laughed sharply, and Jiaotu couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on his arms.

Yunyang asked curiously: "I have always had a question, why do you dare to show your cultivation method openly, without fear of getting into trouble?"

Mengji smiled and said: "Master Nei Xiang said, I am the only one in the world who has cultivated this method. What trouble can I cause?"

But I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground and taking out a yellow talisman paper from his arms.

Mengji bit his finger, wrote and drew on the talisman paper with blood, and finally wrapped a strand of hair in the talisman paper and swallowed it in his mouth!

In an instant, Mengji's pupils rolled up, and only the whites of his eyes remained!

…

…

Chen Ji did not go back to his room to rest. He just lightly lit an oil lamp in the main hall of the medical center and silently read the "General Outline of Medical Skills".

It is difficult to memorize just the 618 acupuncture points in the twelve meridians of the human body.

He seemed to be back in the classroom in the hot summer, with piles of papers and books in front of him, and the sound of reading in his ears. The memory of learning is almost every student's most profound memory in their youth, accompanied by the sun.

It rises and falls, making a rumbling sound.

At this moment, Chen Ji wished he had a copy of "Five Years of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Three Years of Simulation" in front of him.

While he was studying, he suddenly felt sleepy, as if he was wrapped in warm sea water in a mild season, carrying him to the depths of the ocean.

Chen Ji became alert. Ever since he lit four fires in his body, he had always been full of energy. This kind of sleepiness made no sense.

However, no matter how vigilant he was, he still slowly closed his eyelids.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Chen Ji opened his eyes in his dream, and he suddenly stood in front of the red lacquer door of Zhou Chengyi's mansion.

Hey, what are you going to do?

Chen Ji looked at the medicine bag wrapped in jute paper in his hand and said "Taiping Medical Center", and then looked up at the plaque of "Zhou Mansion".

By the way, I want to deliver tonics to Mr. Zhou.

Dong-dong-dong, Chen Ji picked up the copper ring and buckled it on the door. Everything seemed natural. He had forgotten that this was a dream.

With a creak, the red-lacquered door opened, and Butler Wang greeted him with a smile inside: "Doctor Chen is here? Please come in quickly."

"Where's Mr. Zhou? The medicinal materials he asked for have been delivered," Chen Ji followed Butler Wang as he walked in, and the door slowly closed behind them.

Chen Ji looked around. The maid was cleaning the mahogany furniture in the main room. In the yard, there was a woman holding a little girl with a smile on her face. There was a little boy playing a feather shuttlecock next to her.

Butler Wang led him into the main room. Chen Ji felt that this place was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

At this time, Zhou Chengyi was sitting behind the desk, holding a brush and copying a book. When he saw Chen Ji coming, he turned away the housekeeper and the maid.

Chen Ji put the medicine bag on the table: "Mr. Zhou, this is your medicine."

Zhou Chengyi raised his head and suddenly asked: "Does Prince Jing have any new news to pass on to me?"

Chen Ji was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Chengyi's voice became darker: "You have forgotten that you and I are spies sent to the south by the Military Intelligence Department of Jing Dynasty. I am responsible for contacting the Liu family, and you are responsible for contacting Prince Jing! Let me ask you again, is there any new spy from Prince Jing?

information?"

Chen Ji frowned and didn't answer, thoughts racing through his mind.

But I heard Zhou Chengyi ask again and again: "Have you forgotten your identity?"

"Have you forgotten how our Jingchao Military Intelligence Department trained you?"

Zhou Chengyi's voice became louder and more penetrating: "Have you forgotten that you are a spy?"

The pressing questions pierced his ears like a demonic voice, making Chen Ji dizzy. He felt as if his consciousness was being controlled by someone, and he rolled his eyes involuntarily.

The next moment, with only the whites of his eyes remaining, Chen Ji replied: "Mr. Zhou, have you misunderstood? I am not a spy!"

Zhou Chengyi showed a satisfied smile. He had already got the answer he wanted and could go to Yunyang to complete the transaction.

However, he became curious again: "How do you know Yunyang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ji felt that four fires were burning in his Dantian, burning away all the monsters, demons and monsters in his body!

Zhou Chengyi stood up without realizing it, supported the table with both hands, and leaned forward: "Why does Yunyang suspect that you are a Jingchao spy? What is so special about you that Yunyang did not kill you directly?"

The last words were no longer Zhou Chengyi's original voice, but replaced by a high-pitched voice.

At this time, Chen Ji's pupils turned back, turned around and walked out!

"Zhou Chengyi" looked at Chen Ji in astonishment as he turned around and walked out. He walked to the red lacquer door as if no one else was around and opened the door fiercely.

"Zhou Chengyi" saw the door open and Yun Yang and Jing Hao standing outside the door with a playful smile. He was shocked and said: "Huh? Yun Yang, Jing Hao, how did you come into my dream?"

etc!

wrong!

"Zhou Chengyi" clearly realized that it was impossible for the cloud sheep and the white rabbit to invade his dream, and he had never made up the cloud sheep and the white rabbit in this dream...

The cloudy sheep and white rabbit in front of me were made up by Chen Ji, a young apprentice, in his dream!

The dream is no longer completely under his control!

But Chen Ji thought for a moment, pointed at "Zhou Chengyi", and said to Yunyang and Jiaotu: "Master Yunyang, Master Jiaotu, Zhou Chengyi is a Jing Dynasty spy, there is no doubt about it!"

Yunyang asked with interest: "Is there any evidence?"

Chen Ji said firmly: "Does the Secret Service still need evidence to arrest the spy? Just stab him and that's it!"

"Zhou Chengyi" looked at the cloud sheep and the rabbit flying towards him, and immediately roared: "Wait...ah!"
Chapter completed!