I am a miracle doctor in Dream of the Red Chamber

On April 19th, in Jingning City, the capital of the Great Yao Dynasty, the incident took place in the Great Yao Palace, the original bedroom of An Wuxia and Lin Daiyu, Jingruzhai, and the headquarters of the Nether City, Mount Emei in Sichuan. In the Rongguo Mansion built by imperial decree in the capital, Lin Daiyu's residence, Hele Pavilion.

An Wuyang and An Wuxia, disguised as the charcoal seller father and son, supported each other and met the manager, He Jiayao, in the canteen. He was an elder in his fifties, dressed simply and neatly, and looked very amiable.

Seeing the father and son coming, he walked out of the canteen and said with a smile: "The guards informed me that you have a new type of charcoal that is easy to use, but is it true?!"

An Wuyang's father, with a dark face, gray beard, and hunched back, said in a reserved manner: "To be honest, sir, we came here from outside because a family member was seriously ill. That's why we came up with this risky plan. Otherwise, we wouldn't dare to come up the mountain without permission."

An Wuxia's disguised son, wearing a short coarse cloth shirt, with rough hands, dark skin, and messy hair, looked like a homeless person. Seeing this, He Jiayao nodded slightly and said, "In that case, let me see the quality of your charcoal first?!"

The son had been supporting his old father. When he heard that he wanted to see the charcoal, he hurriedly took off the bag on his back and carefully took out a lotus-shaped piece of charcoal from it.

Unexpectedly, He Jiayao took a look at it and immediately took it in his palm, his expression of amazement was beyond words. This lotus-shaped charcoal seemed to be carved from the white wood. The wood was dense and heavy, with beautiful and elegant texture. It really looked like a carved work of art, not like charcoal that could be burned at all.

The father and son looked at He Jiayao and the old father said hurriedly, "Master He, our family has been burning charcoal for generations. It took several generations of hard work and life to master the method of burning this kind of charcoal. It provides sufficient heat, burns for a long time, fills the room with fragrance, and is not easy to crack."

He Jiayao nodded and said, "It looks like a piece of exquisitely crafted white charcoal wood. Let's try it and see if it has the effect you described." Then the three of them went to the dining room together.

Under the blazing firewood, He Jiayao immediately threw in the lotus charcoal wood. Then he saw the blazing fire gradually shrinking inward and finally being absorbed by the lotus.

After the white charcoal burned, the whole dining room was filled with fragrance, without any smoke or dust. After a long period of observation, there was no sign of it exploding. It was indeed like a fire lotus, burning quietly, emitting hot energy and a strong fragrance.

After the test, He Jiayao said with satisfaction: "It is indeed a rare treasure. But this Netherworld City is now the palace of Prince Moxue and his son. Everything has to be decided by Queen Mother Min. Even our chief city lord Bai Hexian has temporarily stepped down."

The old father smiled and nodded hurriedly, saying, "Of course we have to tell the master! We, father and son, are waiting here for your good news."

He Jiayao's eyes rolled around and he said, "Please go to the side hall and take a rest. I will go see the city lord and the queen mother."

After a while, He Jiayao said with a smile: "The Queen Mother and the City Lord are very satisfied with the flower-shaped charcoal wood you presented. Now please come in and say that they will reward you well."

Hearing this, the father and son looked at each other, still fearful, fearing that Queen Mother Ming and her gang would play some tricks. So they cautiously came to Queen Mother Ming's bedroom - Wuqing Pavilion.

After the father and son entered, they kept bowing their heads, trembling with nervousness, and dared not lift their heads. The son stood close to his father, stammering, "Greetings... Queen Mother... We... sell charcoal wood..."

Queen Mother Ming smiled and said, "Why are you so scared? I won't eat you! Lift your head and talk!"

When the two looked up, they saw Queen Mother Ming dressed in black, with light makeup and sharp eyes, but she still couldn't hide her mysterious, cold and charming character.

Queen Mother Ming slowly came behind the two men, looked at the father and son, and thought secretly: "How can an ordinary charcoal farmer get such extremely precious and rare charcoal?! Could they be spies?"

Then he grabbed the young man's wrist, and quietly used his internal strength to throw the young man out of the gate of Wuqing Pavilion, and he rolled down the steep stone steps.

Blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he felt severe pain from the fall. He felt his head buzzing, his eyes went dark, and he seemed to be spinning. He couldn't even get up for a while. Seeing this, the old father hurriedly hobbled down to look for his child. It was so miserable.

At this time, in the Ruining Hall of the Dayao Palace, Prince Mingde Qizhen was meditating on the couch and practicing. His mind was not as peaceful as before, and he always had difficulty getting into the state. So he secretly thought: "The Nether City is a place full of tigers and wolves. I wonder if the brother and sister can sneak into it smoothly. In order to restrain the evil magic, they have to do this. I even couldn't bear to say goodbye to Wuxia. I was afraid that I couldn't control my emotions and couldn't let the brother and sister take risks. But looking at the whole Dayao, only Wuxia and Xiao Bianque are the most suitable! Wuxia...you must protect yourself, my heart is like a raging fire..."