Chapter 22 — Once I am reborn, I will not give him even a strand of hair

I placed the two halves of the jade command into the organ. The blue light quickly spread along the stone cracks, and the heavy stone door finally slowly lifted. Mother and Thach Thanh were always guarding outside. His father was carried by the bodyguard on his shoulders, but he still hadn't regained consciousness. My mother rushed in and hugged me tightly. It was not until she confirmed that I was not injured that she let go of her trembling hands. I took down each copper leaf on the bronze wall one by one, handing it over to the old gods waiting outside.

“Bring the bronze book to Ngo Mon.”

"The city defense troops have received orders from the Co family. As long as the civil servants and common people can see with their own eyes, things in the palace will no longer be suppressed."

The old man solemnly accepted the bronze leaves.

"The injustice of the Khuong family over the past seven years will definitely be washed away today."

Thach Thanh carried Co Nghien Hanh on his back and withdrew with everyone from the old pharmacy. Co Nghien Hanh no longer had the strength to open his eyes, his breathing was so faint that it was almost inaudible. Mother looked at him.

“Kun Lun's Manh Dan may still be able to save it.”

“Mother, what is the price to pay for that medicinal pill?”

Mother was silent for a moment.

"The internal energy that the Khuong family cultivates will last half their lives, and they will have gray hair that can never be reversed."

I pulled back my father's coat.

“Then no change.”

Thach Thanh's eyes were red, but in the end he still did not open his mouth to beg. It seemed that Co Nghien Hanh had heard, the corner of his lips curled up slightly.

“Shouldn't have changed.”

When it was just dawn, the old gods brought bronze books to Ngo Mon. The army guarding the food warehouse in the west of the city also escorted the private soldiers of the Song family. The medicine bottles dug up in Bach Thao Duong, fake documents and the Emperor's secret decree were all displayed in front of the palace gate. Hundreds of officials saw with their own eyes the names engraved on the bronze leaves, and the court immediately went into chaos. The three ancestors jointly initiated the opening of the Tong Mieu and imprisoned the Emperor in the West Palace. Cong Cong Hoa and the old lady were escorted to prison, Tong Uyen Nhu proactively handed over the list of the old pharmacy, and as an accomplice was exiled to the North. The day she left the capital, she didn't cry at all, just a question away from the prison car.

“If I don't listen to Cong Hoa, will my brother like me?”

I calmly replied:

“The thing you should ask has never been whether someone else likes you or not.”

Tong Uyen Nhu was stunned for a long time, but finally lowered her head. Three months later, the Khuong family's old case was exonerated. The toxicity in my father's body was too deep, sometimes he woke up and sometimes he forgot, but he still remembers that when I was a child, my favorite thing to eat was plum candy. His mother stayed on the old site of Bach Thao Duong to take care of him. I reopened the medical shop, only curing diseases and saving people, no longer asking for miracle drugs for any noble people. Co Nghiem Hanh did not die in the old pharmacy. Doctor Truong Thai used conventional medicine to keep him breathing, but Xuyen Cot Duc destroyed all his meridians. He handed over military power, left the capital, and went alone to Bac Canh to look after the tomb. Before leaving, he sent someone to bring the land deed and the key to the mansion in the west of the city to the Khuong family's house. In front of the person carrying the items When I arrived, I threw the land deed into the coal pot.

“Tell him that door has been burned.”

“From now on, wherever I go, I won't need anyone to unlock it for me anymore.”

At the beginning of winter that year, from Kun Luan, an old man with gray hair came. He carried a jade box, saying that Tuc Menh Dan had always been on the mountain and no one had ever taken it away. I did not open that jade box. Standing in front of the newly renovated Bach Thao Street, looking at my parents drying medicine in the yard, I reached out and closed the lid of the box.

“Please bring it back.”

“In this life, I will not use my network to connect anyone else's network.”

The old man smiled and left. Thin snow quietly covered the green tiled roof, and the medicine pestle in the stone mortar still made a steady pounding sound. I bowed my head and ground the medicinal powder finely. The blue hair at my temples was still as black as ink, never having turned a single strand of gray. (END OF FULL TEXT)