Chapter 24 Dream Chicken
A young man from Los Angeles was walking on the cobblestone road at night, holding a little black cat. 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 about something happy," Chen Ji said with a smile, "Can you tell me about what happened in Prince Jing's mansion?"

Wuyun was bored and curled up on Chen Ji's arm. He took out some dried fish from his blue bag and ate them. "What's so good about that shabby place? The palace is big and deep, and the maids and servants alone are involved in a lot of dirty things. For example, Chunhua was bought by Concubine Jing to seduce Prince Jing, but Prince Jing didn't even look at Chunhua. For example, that vicious woman Chunrong 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!" Wuyun became excited: "The palace will soon be bustling."

Chen Ji looked expectant: "Oh?"

Wu Yun said excitedly, "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 little monk."

"Little monk?" Chen Ji asked puzzledly.

Wu Yun said, "I heard from Concubine Jing that he is the reincarnated Buddha of the Yunzhou Esoteric Sect's Gening Sect. Because the Gening Sect needs the support and imperial title of the court, they held him hostage in the Central Plains."

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

Wuyun explained, "I heard that Donglin Academy, Qingya Academy, and Yuelu Academy are known as the three major academies of the Ning Dynasty. It is a place where talented people from all over the world flock to. It is said that the monthly tuition is very expensive, and only children from aristocratic families can go to study. Among the successful candidates in each imperial examination, 30% are students of Donglin Academy."

"After three years of wandering, the family has returned home. It is indeed time for some fun... Between Concubine Jing and Concubine Yun, who is the principal wife? Whose child is Zhu Yunxi?"

Wu Yun replied: "They are not the main wife. The main wife is Zhu Yunxi's mother, who has passed away many years ago... I will go back to Wanxing Garden first!"

Just as they were about to reach the entrance of Taiping Clinic, it suddenly jumped out of Chen Ji's arms and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Ji 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, if I told you I was bringing a kitten to find its mother, you would definitely not believe me...

He replied, "I forgot something at home when I was on vacation today, so I went to get it again."

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

Chen Ji was stunned.

Old man Yao sneered, "I felt something was wrong at the time. Your stepmother was narrow-minded to begin with. In order to avoid paying you the monthly tuition of ten taels of silver for Donglin Academy, she sent you to be my apprentice. It's good enough that she can pay you the tuition now. How could she buy so many gifts to honor me?"

Chen Ji remained silent, not knowing how to answer.

Old Man Yao asked again in confusion: "Wait, since it's not money from your family, where did your tuition money come from? Did you hook up with a woman from some family..."

As he spoke, Old Man Yao's face changed drastically, and his beard almost stood up in anger: "You are at least an apprentice of my Taiping Medical Clinic. If you do something like this and it gets out, what's the difference between that and you shitting in my trouser pocket?"

Chen Ji: “…Ah?”

"Ah for what?"

Chen Ji hurriedly said: "You misunderstood, how could I do such a thing."

"Then where did you get the money?"

Chen Ji was silent for a moment: "Master, I can't tell you. I don't want to implicate you."

Old Man Yao looked him up and down: "Secret Service? Are you working for the Secret Service?"

Chen Ji sighed, no wonder people often say that old people become more cunning, he only revealed such a little information and the other party guessed it right.

He could only explain: "Master, Yunyang came to me, and I had no choice."

Old Man Yao stared at him for a long time, then turned and walked into the clinic. "Whether you can choose or not, you have already chosen. I don't care and I don't ask. Just pay the tuition money every month. If you die outside one day, it's best not to let me know... Go to bed!"

The door of the clinic closed, and three people walked out from the corner at the end of Anxi Street. Yun Yang crossed his arms and muttered, "It seems that Imperial Doctor Yao doesn't like our Secret Service very much."

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

Yun Yang looked at the third person: "Meng Ji, that apprentice is the one I want to interrogate. I want to confirm whether he is a spy of Jing Dynasty."

The man named Mengji was wearing a bright brown robe with a large collar and dozens of brightly colored pheasants embroidered on it, just like a costume.

Meng Ji touched his neatly trimmed temples and said softly, "Is a young apprentice worth your generosity? You even specially invited me from Kaifeng Prefecture."

"I pay and you do the work. I've told you all the information I need to tell you. Don't ask anything else," Yun Yang said calmly.

"Okay, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. I have the final say on what you want to do in your dream," Mengji laughed shrilly, and Jiaotu couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms.

Yun Yang asked curiously, "I have always had a question. Why do you dare to show off your cultivation method so openly? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

Meng Ji laughed and said, "The Minister said that I am the only one in the world who practices this method. What trouble can I cause?"

But he was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground, taking out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his arms.

Meng Ji bit his finger and wrote and drew on the talisman paper with blood. Finally, he wrapped a strand of hair with the talisman paper and swallowed it into his mouth!

In an instant, Meng Ji's pupils rolled upwards, and only the whites of his eyes were left!

…………

Chen Ji did not go back to the house to rest. He just quietly lit an oil-residue lamp in the main hall of the clinic and silently flipped through the "General Principles of Medical Skills".

The 618 acupoints in the human body's twelve meridians alone are difficult to memorize.

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

As he was learning, he suddenly felt sleepy, as if in a mild season, his whole body was wrapped in warm sea water, carrying him to the depths of the ocean.

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

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

An unknown amount of time had passed before Chen Ji opened his eyes in his dream. He was standing in front of the vermilion lacquered gate of Zhou Chengyi's residence.

Hey, what was I supposed to do?

Chen Ji looked at the medicine bag in his hand which was wrapped in jute paper and had "Taiping Medical Clinic" written on it, then looked up at the plaque with "Zhou Mansion" on it.

By the way, I’m here to deliver some tonic to Lord Zhou.

Knock, knock, knock! Chen Ji picked up the copper ring and knocked on the door. Everything seemed so natural that he had forgotten that this was a dream.

With a creak, the red lacquer door opened, and Steward Wang came in to greet them with a smile: "Doctor Chen is here? Please come in."

"Where is Lord Zhou? The medicinal herbs he ordered have been delivered," Chen Ji followed Butler Wang inside, and the door slowly closed behind them.

Chen Ji looked around. A maid was wiping the mahogany furniture in the main room. In the yard, a woman was holding a little girl with a smile on her face, and a little boy was kicking a shuttlecock beside her.

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

At this time, Zhou Chengyi was sitting behind the desk, copying a book with a brush in his hand. When he saw Chen Ji coming, he dismissed the housekeeper and the maid.

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

Zhou Chengyi looked up and suddenly asked, "Does Prince Jing have any new news to pass on to me?"

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

Zhou Chengyi's voice gradually darkened: "Have you forgotten that you and I are spies sent to the south by the Jing Dynasty Military Intelligence Department? 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 news from Prince Jing?"

Chen Ji frowned and did not answer, thoughts churning rapidly in his mind.

But Zhou Chengyi asked again and again: "Have you forgotten your identity?"

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

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

Each sentence of questioning was like a devil's voice piercing his ears, making Chen Ji dizzy. He felt as if his consciousness was being controlled by someone and he rolled his eyes involuntarily.

The next moment, Chen Ji's eyes were all white, and he replied, "Master Zhou, you must have misunderstood me. I am not a spy!"

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

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

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ji felt that four fires were burning in his dantian, burning away all the evil spirits, monsters and ghosts in his body!
Zhou Chengyi stood up without noticing anything, put his hands on the table, and leaned forward: "Why does Yunyang suspect that you are a spy of the Jing Dynasty? What is so special about you that Yunyang didn't kill you directly?"

The last sentence was no longer uttered by Zhou Chengyi's original voice, but was replaced by a shrill voice.

At this moment, Chen Ji's pupils rolled back and he turned around and walked out!
"Zhou Chengyi" looked at Chen Ji in astonishment as he turned and walked out. He walked to the vermilion lacquered door as if no one was around and pulled the door open fiercely.

When "Zhou Chengyi" saw the door open, Yunyang and Jiaotu were standing outside with playful smiles on their faces. He was surprised and asked, "Huh? Yunyang, Jiaotu, how did you get into my dream?"

and many more!

wrong!

"Zhou Chengyi" clearly realized that it was impossible for Yunyang and Jiaotu to invade his dream, and he had never invented Yunyang and Jiaotu in this dream...

The Yunyang and Jiaotu in front of us were fabricated by the apprentice Chen Ji in his dream!

The dream is no longer completely under his control!

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

Yun Yang asked with interest: "Is there any evidence?"

Chen Ji said confidently: "Does the Secret Service need evidence to arrest a spy? Just stab him and it will be over!"

“Zhou Chengyi” looked at the flying Yunyang and Jiaotu and roared, “Wait…Ah!”

(End of this chapter)