"Thank you, Prime Minister, Cheng Guogong!" Emperor Su Di smiled with a slight smile, let go of Su Nanxiang, and slowly walked to the grave of Grandpa Shen.

Su Nanxiang glanced at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue who stood side by side in front of the brazier and burned paper money. A sharp and cold flash flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and disappeared instantly. His eyes fell on Su Dishi.

I saw him burning three pillars of incense and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the tomb. Looking at the name carved on the tombstone, he sighed heavily: "The time has passed so quickly that you have passed away for ten years ..."

The unspeakable vicissitudes and melancholy revealed in the low voice!

Murong Xue blinked and tentatively said: "Di Emperor Su and my grandfather are good friends?"

"That's right!" Emperor Su nodded: he and his grandfather Shen were of the same age. They were studying in Guozijian. My grandfather taught young noble children ...

"In those days, you have been sick and painless. Unexpectedly, when you are sick, you say that you passed away. It is really suffocating ... cough cough coughing ..." stand up.

Su Nanxiang stepped forward hurriedly and helped the Emperor Su, hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the doctor specifically told you, you can't bear the smoke ..."

"It's okay, it's just a little smoke ..." Su Dishi waved his hand in disapproval.

"There are so many incenses here, not a little smoke, but the smoke is strong. If you smell it again, you will definitely relapse the old disease!" Su Nanxiang said angrily, helping Su Dishi walk quickly. Go: "Grandfather has been incense, visited friends, don't stay here for a long time, let's go back, your friends are in heaven, they won't care about you."

Looking at her angry face, Emperor Su's eyes flashed helplessly: "Ok ... listen to you, go back to the house ..."

Before the words fell, Emperor Su Su suddenly stepped on the air, only listening to the sound of 'card', his tall body leaned forward and fell straight to the ground ...

Su Nanxiang was caught off guard and staggered a few times before he stood firm. Looking at the fallen Emperor Su, he exclaimed: "Grandfather!"

Xie Chengxiang, Cheng Guogong hurriedly walked over to support Su Di Shi, and he saw that his face was pale and bloodless, and the bean-sized sweat beads were seeping from his forehead, and the eyes were thick with pain ...

"Di Emperor Su, where did you hurt?" Xie Chengxiang tentatively asked.

"Left leg." Su Dishi whispered, a layer of virtual sweat came out of the back.

Xie Chengxiang gently reached out his hand and pressed Su Dishi's leg. Su Dishi took a deep breath in pain, and his serious face twisted slightly.

Xie Chengxiang's sharp eyes narrowed slightly: "The fractured leg bones must be healed as soon as possible ... Come here, take Su Di Shi into the carriage."

"Yes!" Several little men stepped forward, carefully lifting up Emperor Su, preparing to move forward. A middle-aged Taoist wearing a robe and holding a dust brush came over head-on, giving a small gift: "Innumerable life Buddhism, there is a difference between the poor and the Taoist view. I hurried to come, but I did n’t expect it to be a step slower! "

Su Nanxiang's eyes were high: "What does Dao Chang mean?"

"This old gentleman will be hurt because someone here has dealt with him!"

"Really?" Su Nanxiang opened his eyes in surprise.

"The monk does not swear!" The Taoist priest glanced across Shen Jiazu's grave and said loudly: "This tomb is a treasure land, and the road around the tomb is flat and flat without any potholes, but this old gentleman has suffered. Seriously injured, did the girl feel strange? "

Sunan Xiang followed the Taoist's direction and looked at the tombstone of Grandpa Shen. The ground in front of the tombstone was cleaned deliberately. It was flat like a mirror and walked on it with closed eyes. No accident, but the grandfather fell and fractured. That's right ...

Officials glanced at each other, their faces were subtle, and the characters of birthday are mutually compatible?real or fake?

Emperor Su Di's eyes fell, and he looked up to the Taoist priest: "Dao Dao, the old man is seriously injured and urgently needs medical treatment. Please also give way to the Tao Dao!"

The Taoist frowned slightly: "Sir, someone has taken you seriously, you don't want to know who he is?"

Emperor Su Di smiled and shook his head: "The old man came here today just to worship his friends. After returning to the house, he will always rest in the house, and he won't leave the house anymore. When he arrives, he will naturally not be able to beat the old man again. It doesn't matter if he knows ... "

"Neither, nor the other, his interaction with the old man is not at close range, but at birth, that is to say, his character does not agree with you. Since the day of her birth, he has already met you, the more he The greater the growth, the greater the strength of the gram, and your body will become weaker and weaker ... "The Taoist uttered a word with a thick dignity.

Sunan Xiangmei narrowed her eyes slightly: "Dao Chang means that my grandfather's illness was caused by that person?"

"That's right!" The Taoist priest focused heavily on his eyes.

Su Dishi's complexion was slightly gloomy and said coldly: "The chief of the road is so nonsense, the old man's illness is overworked, tired, and has nothing to do with others ..."

The Taoist smiled slightly: "The old man vomited blood in XX year and XX year and found out the solid disease. The condition deteriorated in XX year XX. The condition deteriorated again in XX year XX. The condition deteriorated again in XX year. … "

The Taoist eloquently talked about Emperor Su's illness and illness in the past decade or so. Hearing the officials' eyes widened, the questioning eyes frequently looked at Su Emperor Su as if to say, "Is this Taoist's saying true? "

Su Dishi's somber face was terrible, and he suddenly looked up at the Taoist priest: "Are these all calculated by the Taoist Master?"

"Of course!" Dao Chang focused on his head, his eyes fixed.

Su Dishi's eyes were deep: the time the Taoist said was exactly the same as the time when he became sick and became sick ...

Su Nanxiang looked up at him little by little: "Grandfather, it seems that your serious illness for many years has not been caused by labor, but by someone!

Emperor Su slightly lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

Officials glanced at each other, widened their eyes in amazement, the characters were different, and the fact that the situation was overcome was actually true. Su Dishi was defeated by this person as a sick and weak look. I wonder who would be the one who defeated him?Is it one of these officials?

The Taoist pinched his fingers and said in a low voice: "He is getting stronger and stronger, the old gentleman's body is getting weaker and weaker. If you go on like this, you will be killed by him for at most six months ..."

"How can this be?" Sunan Xiang frowned tightly, looked up at the Taoist, and said anxiously: "Does the Taoist have a way to resolve the conflict?"