Small Lingzhi

Yandu was very cold in early autumn this year. It was not long before autumn came. Myriad trees were gradually being combed and covered with frost. People wrapped themselves in autumn jackets to keep out the cold.

In the past few months, the capital of Yan has not been so peaceful. The rain is coming, and the officers and soldiers are on the move all day long. The people in the entire capital are vaguely aware of something, thinking that the capital and even the entire Yan Dynasty are about to change.

But people always worry too much. It is said that the figure of the Yan Dynasty has returned, turning the torrential rain into a drizzle, and the situation has been reversed invisibly.

The drizzle in the Yandu regime stopped shortly after, not to mention the imperial capital, and now even in the market, the common people began to chat and gossip in private after dinner.

After an autumn rain and a cold, I don't know how many rains and chills have washed away, the Grand Master's Mansion on Yancheng East Street ushered in a little bustling amidst the bleak and damp silence.

The little emperor in the palace had just recovered from his illness, and he was not in the palace to recuperate his body that day. After going to court and approving the memorial, he ordered the eunuchs around him to prepare expensive gifts, and rushed out of the palace to the grand master's mansion.

The imperial chariot stopped at the Taishi's mansion, crossed the hall, and passed through the courtyard, and did not stop at the place where the eunuch was usually required to wait in the reception hall to deliver the decree.

At this moment, the emperor was panting slightly and standing in the classical and magnificent main hall, with a slightly stern face, staring at Mr. Liu.

The emperor said: "Is it true that the Grand Master has not seen me?"

Manager Liu nodded.

Logically speaking, if the emperor wants to see someone, if that person resists the order, he will directly raise his head to meet him.

But Director Liu still stopped the little emperor a little bit.

Guanshi Liu has taken care of the Grand Master's Mansion wholeheartedly for many years. The situation in the Yan Dynasty is there, and there is a master behind him. Even if the emperor comes, he must firmly stand on the position of the master.

Grand Master Xiao has been back to Yandu for more than a month, except for the morning court, he has never seen anyone who wants to visit him.

Before the grand master showed up to dispel the rumors, when the situation stabilized, the dignitaries who wanted to meet the grand master in private to express their heartfelt heart came one after another.

It's a pity that except for the little emperor, the rest were rejected outside the gate of the mansion, and they could only stare blankly at the long street under the bleak autumn rain.

The little emperor is fourteen years old, and his manners are a bit like those taught by Grand Master Xiao.

However, the little emperor's behavior can be used to frighten others. In front of the Grand Master, he returned to his original form. He is the Ninth Five-Year Venerable. Most of the power is controlled by Xiao Grand Master, and there are also some reasons for him.

With the high walls of blue tiles and the flower ridges in the corridor, there are servants quietly and carefully lifting up the seven or eight-foot-high oleanders that have been hit by the rain.

I didn't dare to take a breath in anger, let alone look in the direction of the main hall, who would have thought that Emperor Yan Dynasty would be slumped in the Grand Master's mansion.

The little emperor stood in the hall, turned around to find the eunuch, and motioned him to offer the things he was holding.

A few ganoderma lucidums were placed inside the red sandalwood brocade box, the emperor said: "Isn't the grand master looking for ganodermas, I brought a few unique ones from the palace, maybe he would be interested in looking at them?"

Manager Liu took the brocade box with both hands, and thanked the Grand Master first.

He said again: "The Grand Master has instructed that your majesty's dragon body is precious, and autumn rains are frequent these days, please rest well, and don't let the cold hurt the dragon's body."

The implication is that the emperor will not be seen, so let the emperor go back to the palace and stay well.

The emperor sighed: "Forget it, then I will go back to the palace. This year's autumn frost is abnormal, and Manager Liu must take good care of the Grand Master. There are so many eyes watching from all over the world."

Manager Liu respectfully responded to the emperor, and after sending the emperor away, he went to Jingsiyuan and the Grand Master to explain the matter.

In the Jingsi Garden, it is autumn, but the eyes are full of green.

Mr. Liu walked through the ornamental pool with swaying autumn waves, and stood outside the main compartment door, the air was lingering with the fragrance of sandalwood.

Manager Liu cleared his throat, and told the story of the emperor's arrival through the door.

After a while, the master's indifferent voice came from inside the room. Even though he has served in the Grand Master's Mansion for many years, Director Liu couldn't figure out what the Grand Master's tone was like at this moment.

He took the message with him, but he went down again when he saw that there was no order.

As for the few Ganoderma lucidums sent by the emperor, Manager Liu shook his head, secretly thinking that these were sent for nothing again, not the one the Grand Master was looking for.

The slave in the mansion ran to Mr. Liu from the backyard, saying that many people sent Ganoderma lucidum today, and he needed to go and see for himself.

Manager Liu nodded, not daring to delay for a moment to rush away without touching the ground.

A spare room was specially set up in the backyard, and all the Ganoderma lucidum delivered were neatly stacked in it.

That's right, since the grand master returned to Yandu, he had been behind closed doors all day long, but a shocking announcement came out from the mansion to the whole world.

The Taishi Mansion paid a lot of money to find a Ganoderma lucidum, and that Ganoderma lucidum had a very unique appearance, saying that it had no cap.

As for why the Ganoderma lucidum has no cap, no one knows, maybe it is born that way, or it is man-made, and it is very likely that it is the habit of the grand master.

Director Liu looked carefully at the Ganoderma lucidum that was delivered, and finally his expression became a little tense.

As soon as the announcement of the Grand Master's Mansion came out, the tens of millions of gold rewards alone made people's hearts surge, not to mention that there were still so many people in the Yan Dynasty who wanted to get involved in the Grand Master's Mansion.

All of a sudden, from the traffickers to the high-ranking officials, they all sent the Ganoderma lucidum in their hands to the Grand Master's Mansion.

Does Ganoderma lucidum lack caps?

It's all right, I simply removed the cap artificially to create a naturally deformed outline, and prayed that the Ganoderma lucidum sent was the one the grand master wanted.

Director Liu has been looking at the Ganoderma lucidum for several days, whether it is man-made damage or natural defect, and now he can tell the truth from the fake.

Director Li picked and picked, and found a few decent ganodermas among the ganoderma lucidums that had no caps all over the room, and asked his servants to put them into brocade boxes and send them to the Jingsi Institute himself.

The autumn rain was drizzling, and Manager Liu walked to the main room of the Jing Si Yuan.

He first stood behind the colonnade and shook off some water droplets on his clothes. After he was clean and tidy, he asked the little slave to wait outside the door, then he picked up the brocade box and knocked on the door.

The courtyard where the Grand Master lives is quiet and elegant, not as extravagant as rumored outside.

In the early years, the emperor bestowed several luxurious mansions, but the grand master didn't even look at them, so he politely declined.

The grand master has lived in this elegant and classical courtyard until today, and all the servants and servants in the mansion know the basics, do things lightly and neatly, and do not engage in bluffing.

Sandalwood is floating in the house, and a simple and old book, half-turned, is placed on the incense table by the owner beside the hollowed-out window.

The smoke from the furnace was light, and Mr. Liu's eyes were staggered from the picture of lamps on a snowy night on the screen, carefully looking at the figure leaning inside through the silver silk curtain.

"Grand Master, today's Ganoderma lucidum has been delivered, please have a look."

A hand with distinct bones protruded from the silk curtain, and Manager Liu hurriedly delivered the brocade box to the palm of that person.

But in the blink of an eye, the brocade box fell to the ground, and several damaged Ganoderma lucidum lying in the box rolled down along the long soft velvet blanket.

Manager Liu hurriedly knelt and kowtowed, and carefully put away a few Ganoderma lucidum, not daring to let out a sound.

The autumn is cool, Xiao Yan only wears a simple and elegant ink green silk shirt, her black hair falls back, and her deep and handsome face bears a little bit of burnout.

The wood burning in the censer has a calming effect, but it has little effect on Xiao Yan, who feels restless and hot, and often suffers from headaches.

He hadn't slept for a long time, and when he closed his eyes several times, he would always see a pair of black and clear eyes with wet eyelashes, full of sadness and grievance.

The man said softly, "If you use it, it's gone."

Lingzhi, Lingzhi...

Xiao Yan retreated to Manager Liu, got up and picked up the book of Wan Wu Zhi on the incense table, his eyes as deep as cold abyss fell on the faded and old scroll page of the line of Ganoderma lucidum.

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The autumn rain is endless, like strings, intermittent, continuous, and occasionally stop, the sky is covered with a layer of heavy gray overcast.

The temperature plummeted and the wind was strong.

Several stoves were set up in the cabinet of the Jingsiyuan. Manager Liu took the medicine he had just brought from the Plum Garden, passed through the veil of the corridor to shelter from the wind, and waited quietly outside the study.

The person who informed the grand master left, and Manager Liu just knocked on the door and entered.

"Master, the medicine from Dr. Mei has arrived."

There are very few people who know about Xiao Yu's poisoning. His body was damaged when he was born, and he has been plagued by illnesses from his mother's womb for many years.

Xiao Yan paid great attention to the way of keeping in good health. Over the past few years, her body has been restored to the same level as that of ordinary people by means of medical treatment, but because of the snowstorm in the Zen mind, it caused a lot of illness and suffering.

The Zen mind has been relieved from the snow, and Xiao Yan's body has not recovered as expected.

The Ganoderma lucidum that saved his life was the antidote, but at the same time, it also planted an indelible legacy in his body.

Xiao Yan raised her head slightly from the desk, opened the white porcelain vial with one hand with her fingertips, and directly swallowed a bitter pill.

Seeing the tired look on Grand Master's face, Manager Liu lowered his head worriedly and said: "Grand Master is a precious body, please take care of yourself and don't bother yourself."

Xiao Yan lightly sneered: "Come on, I know what's on my mind, I'll ask He Qi to come in."

He Qi was the black-clothed dark guard who followed Xiao Yan, and when he received the summons, he flew to the book pavilion with lightness kung fu in just half a cup of tea.

Xiao Yan's expression was light: "I found it."

He Qi shook his head: "Return to Master, there is no news yet."

Xiao Yan put down the Langhao pen, her eyes turned cold, and even her favorite pen was thrown on the face of the black-clothed dark guard.

He Qi bowed his head: "Master please punish me."

Xiao Yan said coldly: "What's the use of punishing you, the order given to you has not been completed, so you don't have to stay in the Grand Master's Mansion from now on."

He Qi shook his head, bowed his head and knelt on the ground without moving.

Not long after He Qi returned to Yandu with Xiao Yan, he went to stay in the cave in Wuqing Mountain for a while.

The grand master asked him to retrieve the ganoderma, but since that day, He Qi has never seen the ganoderma again.

I searched several times inside and outside the mountain, and there are many herbs growing everywhere, but the Ganoderma lucidum that grew there was nowhere to be seen.

And He Qi clearly remembered that day he followed the road led by Hei Ying to find a narrow hole in a high place, and the surrounding area of ​​the hole was overgrown with medicinal herbs, which grew very densely.

When he went back again, the herbs around the hole withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and withered towards the place where the Ganoderma lucidum grew.

He Qi knelt on the ground obediently, and narrated everything he had seen from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Yan's expression was calm, and he looked directly at He Qi's face: "Tell me what happened at that time again."

He Qi nodded.

On the day they were about to leave for Yandu, it rained heavily on Wuqing Mountain.

He Qi saw the black eagle circling in the sky, something was wrong, so he climbed up with lightness kung fu, only to find that there was a small cave deep in the mountain.

He Qi walked into the cave and saw a Ganoderma lucidum growing inside. It was weird to say that the cave was surrounded by medicinal herbs, but the Ganoderma lucidum with its cap on it could attract his attention at a glance.

He tore up the cloth on his clothes and wrapped some soil, then dug out the Ganoderma lucidum with its handle and roots and wrapped it in the soil. Just as he was about to go down the mountain, a giant tiger with stripes jumped out of thin air.

The mountains are steep and the rainy days are even worse.Juhu didn't hurt He Qi after knocking him down, and quickly picked up the Ganoderma lucidum and ran away.

He Qi didn't react in time, so he immediately chased after the tiger when he regained his senses. He used lightness kung fu all over his body on the mountain under the heavy rain, but it was difficult to catch up.

He Qidao: "This subordinate shot three sleeve arrows at the same time, and one of them hit the giant tiger's hind leg. The rain was heavy, and the mountain road was slippery and dangerous. The giant tiger ran desperately with ganoderma lucidum in its mouth. This subordinate is incompetent. Lost."

He Qi followed Diu Juhu, and returned to the cave mansion in a state of embarrassment to return to his command, but saw the master comatose by the fire alone.

There were guards at the entrance of the cave, and the beautiful young man with pure eyebrows disappeared out of thin air.

Everything that happened in Wuqing Mountain was weird and bizarre, but things did happen.

Xiao Yan gave a short laugh, her naturally gentle eyebrows and eyes were supposed to be full of affection, but at this moment He Qi shrank his neck.

When the master smiled with the little medicine man on the mountain, he looked much gentler, and even he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, unlike at this moment, when the master smiled, his whole body was cold and cold.

Moreover, the master has never liked light-colored clothing. In the past, except for court clothes, he would wear plain black-gray ordinary clothes.

He Qi glanced at it quietly, then quickly lowered her head, waiting for her master to deal with her.

During the days when the master came back to the mansion, the regular clothes were changed into light and soft ones, most of which were smoky green and moon white, and I don't know if it's because I like it, or...

He Qi didn't dare to speculate, and concentrated on waiting for the punishment.

As He Qi wished, Xiao Yan punished him to plant cotton in the west of Xinjiang for half a year.

He Qi made a bitter face at first, and quickly kowtowed to thank the grand master for his uncertain expression, before packing up his bags and going to plant cotton in the western border of Xinjiang.

After the black-clothed dark guard left, Xiao Yan covered his lips and coughed lowly. Mr. Li was waiting outside the book pavilion, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and hurriedly brought in the warm tea for health.

Xiao Yan's complexion was slightly pale, and he drank the warm tea in a leisurely manner.

He asked: "Director Liu, do you believe in rumors of ghosts in the world?"

Manager Liu thought for a moment, and said: "Forgive me for saying frankly, you don't have to believe in ghosts and gods, but you need to be in awe of ghosts and gods."

Xiao Yan laughed and sighed.

Manager Liu hesitated to speak.

Xiao Yan looked at him, and said in a gentle voice: "The manager is right, but I can't believe it. If I do evil things, how many ghosts will seek revenge from me."

Director Li bowed his head in salute: "The grand master is careful in his words, the way to be an official is that it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil."

The old housekeeper was worried: "I hope the Grand Master will take care of your health."

Xiao Yan flicked his sleeves: "Forget it, step back."

It was night, deep silence and darkness, and an open fire was dimly lit in the meditation courtyard of the Grand Master's mansion.

The little servant who was holding a lamp to watch the night outside the door asked softly, but the grand master continued to watch quietly without ordering.

Xiao Yan rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly dilated, and he was talking to himself in a daze.

"You little medicine man, you left before you explained it to me. You wanted me to miss you, right?"

The Jingsiyuan was empty and silent, and Xiao Yan, who was used to being deserted, had come back for more than the first time, subconsciously hugging her warm and slender body tightly in her arms in a trance dream.

He didn't catch anything, and when he opened his eyes, he saw those wet and sad eyes, and the smell of blood welling up in his throat.

The grand master stayed up late at night, and Li Guanshi had to watch the ganoderma lucidum in the morning, so the old butler, who was worried about the grand master's health, took a carriage to the plum garden before dawn, and asked Dr. Mei to prescribe some soothing herbs again.

Meiyuan is located in a quiet place in Yandu. Although the location is quieter, it is much more lively than the Grand Master's residence.

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In the Plum Garden, the firewood house in the backyard, the boy in charge of sorting the firewood squatted curiously behind the newly installed firewood not long ago, facing a cluster of green bushes in the corner of the firewood pile, puzzled.

The firewood used for decoction in Meiyuan is very particular about where it is produced, what kind of firewood it is, its thickness, size, and skin texture.

The young man was in charge of sorting and sorting the firewood from all over the place. It had been some time since the pile of firewood had arrived, and he had just cleaned it today, but he saw a few clusters of lush green medicinal herbs inside.

Autumn frost is cold, and it is unique that medicinal herbs grow without freezing to death in this season.

What opened his eyes even more was that the green and tender herb grew in a circle, as if forming a protective circle, and what was enclosed in the middle was... a gray, whitish and strange stipe.

It looks like a Ganoderma lucidum, it looks gray, with a shriveled stalk, like a poor little malnourished, headless growth.

The firewood room was cleaned regularly, but no one knew when this Ganoderma lucidum took root alone in the corner of the woodpile.

The boy scratched at his hair and tried to pull out the Ganoderma lucidum.

He probed carefully and found that he couldn't pull it out.

Meiyuan medicine is precious, he didn't dare to use too much strength, so he went out to find someone, and the steward came.

The steward saw the lonely growth in the woodpile, thought deeply, and nodded.

"It's Ganoderma lucidum."

It's just a Ganoderma lucidum without a cap.

If the steward gets started, no matter how careful he is, he won't be able to pull out the Ganoderma lucidum just like the boy.

The two were in trouble together, the stipe of the Ganoderma lucidum seemed to have shrunk a lot, who would have thought that it would be so tenacious and rooted so tenaciously if it stuck in the ground and wanted to survive.

After the stewards made up their minds, they reported to the owner of the plum garden.

A quarter of an hour later, the steward pushed the wheelchair through the door.

There is a man in the wheelchair. The man is wearing a white crane cloak. Although he is sitting in the wheelchair, he can't hide his demeanor. He is the owner of the plum garden, Mei Ruobai, an immortal medical doctor.

Seeing the person coming, the boy quickly saluted, and said, "My lord, the ganoderma lucidum grows here."

Mei Ruobai glanced away, and saw a gray and dry Ganoderma lucidum stalk surrounded by several green clusters.

The steward said: "This Ganoderma lucidum has deep roots and cannot be pulled out."

Mei Ruobai became interested, "Really."

He leaned over slightly, only feeling that this Ganoderma lucidum without a cap was a bit strange.

Mei Ruobai, who has been in the pharmacy all year round, smells of medicine on his fingertips. He scratched the poor handle, and his thoughts moved slightly. He was held in the palm of the young master.

Steward: "This..."

The servant suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that the Grand Master's Mansion has issued a notice that ten thousand taels of gold is looking for Ganoderma lucidum, and what I'm looking for is incomplete. It seems that I haven't found it for a long time. Hehe, do you want this Ganoderma lucidum?" Send it to the Grand Master's Mansion to have a look, in case it happens..."

Mei Ruobai looked at the boy gently: "What are you giving, the Ganoderma lucidum that grows here is from Meiyuan."

The little boy chattered and fell silent for an instant.

The author says:

To be fixed ~ Thank you everyone!

Raise Ganoderma lucidum~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: Pingping 3216981;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Doctor Who. 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Qizhu; 1 for Mao, Iori Naxie, Xunhui, Shiguo;

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