bayedsolid Chapter 449 Dividing the Mysterious Spirit Fruit
Chapter 449 Dividing the Mysterious Spirit Fruit
Looking at everyone's expressions, Dongfang Jin's eyes flashed with a knowing look that she had expected this.
She took out another box, walked up to her grandfather, opened it, and before he could react, quickly stuffed the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit into his mouth.
He turned his head to look at Gu Chenglin beside him and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Take out the box in your hand. Distribute it according to the number of people, one for each person."
After saying that, she leaned close to her grandfather's ear and whispered, "Grandma left a long time ago."
Yes, she gave it to her grandmother the first time she met her.
It happened to be her second brother's wedding at that time, and with so many people around, she forgot about her maternal grandfather.
Cang Nanxi asked sourly, "My dear daughter, what about your father's?"
Gu Chenglin smiled and looked at his father-in-law: "Father-in-law, there are really too few fruits..."
That means, please don't get involved and cause trouble.
Dongfang Jin glanced at her father, who looked disappointed, and lightly tapped the table with her fingertips. Her purple sleeve slid down a little as she did so.
She revealed the lustrous sheen of the mutton-fat jade bracelet on her wrist, and looked at everyone: "The Spirit-Nourishing Fruit Tree has indeed produced very few fruits, so please don't be disappointed—"
It means that since you don't even have a biological father, you shouldn't even think about it.
The Spirit-Nourishing Fruit is indeed scarce; even if all the fruit trees in the Spirit Stone Cave were picked, it wouldn't be enough to go around.
Time flows quickly in the Ruyi Realm, but a thousand years is still too long for her.
She kept it for unforeseen circumstances, and could only use these excuses.
Besides, the Mystic Spirit Fruit is not bad either. Although it is not as effective as the Spirit Gathering Fruit, it can still strengthen the body.
Gu Chenglin stepped forward with the gilded wooden box with intertwined branches in both hands and placed it on the tea table.
The moment the lid was lifted, a sweet fruity aroma mixed with the scent of pine wafted out.
Thirty-six apricot-sized fruits lay quietly on a velvet background.
The peel is translucent amber in color, with fine golden light flowing between the veins, as if the Milky Way has been crushed and sealed into the crystal-clear flesh.
Upon closer inspection, amber-colored sap, resembling dewdrops, is condensed at the fruit's navel.
A faint spiritual light emanated from them; each fruit contained three spiritual runes, gleaming with a warm glow under the sunlight.
This Mystic Spirit Fruit comes from a thousand-year-old spirit tree by the Spirit Pool in the Ruyi Realm. Dongfang Jin's fingertips brushed against the edge of the box.
The voice suddenly softened, "Although the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit does not have the effect of curing all poisons, this Profound Spirit Fruit has the effect of strengthening the foundation and nourishing the vital energy."
Especially since these fruits are all top-grade with three patterns, their rarity is...
At this point, there's no need for her to say anything more; everyone here is a smart person.
She suddenly raised her eyes and swept them over the slightly shaken crowd, a faint smile playing on her lips: "You are all family, I cannot lie to you."
"Let's see if we eat it now or save it; this keeps better than the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit..."
Upon receiving a wink from his niece (the Empress), the Duke of Zhenguo was the first to reach out and pick up a piece, saying, "I'll eat one first; there's no use in keeping them."
It seems that the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit is indeed extraordinary; you can tell by how fast my niece ate it.
Also, this Xuanling Fruit is quite good; it's brimming with spiritual energy. Should we keep it?
Pull it down!
It's best to eat it "while it's hot," he didn't want to leave himself with any hidden dangers.
Duke Rong glanced at his youngest son, pursed his lips, picked up a piece, and took a bite: "Hmm, tastes good."
This fruit is really good; it has a refreshing fragrance upon first taste, and leaves a subtle warm sensation in the stomach.
What a wonderful thing! This unfilial son, why didn't he bring it out to show his respect to his father before?
Although it's a pity I didn't get to eat the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit, this is still pretty good.
However, thinking of the gift his daughter-in-law had given him, he looked at the crowd and fell silent.
Seeing him say that, the others also picked up the Xuanling Fruit and started eating, nodding and saying "yes" as they ate.
The women, urged on by the Empress, also took out Xuanling Fruits and ate them while saying the same things.
Cang Linchuan walked to Dongfang Jin's side, raised his little head, and said with longing, "Auntie, I want to eat persimmons."
So this patterned fruit is called the Mysterious Spirit Fruit. My aunt has been secretly feeding it to him quite a few times over the past few years.
Now he finally understood why his aunt hadn't let him tell the truth.
Because the looks he had just seen from his grandfathers and father were terrifying, as if they wanted to devour his aunt.
Dongfang Jin smiled and patted his little head: "I remember, but it's not a good day to eat persimmons."
This little guy, ever since he got caught in the rain in Yi County, Yunmeng Prefecture, she was afraid he would catch a cold, so she gave him a Nine Yang Spirit Persimmon and he remembered it.
Ruyi said that the Nine Yang Spirit Persimmon has too much spiritual power, and he is still young, so he can only eat it once a year.
Don't let the fact that this little guy is only five years old fool you; his martial arts skills have already reached the level of a martial arts master.
Cang Linchuan frowned slightly: "Why?"
Didn't my aunt say that the persimmons can be eaten every August?
Dongfang Jin pointed to the food on the table: "Look, on our table today, we have shrimp, candied sweet potatoes, and steamed fish."
These things should not be eaten with persimmons.
Go back and carefully read the last few pages of "Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica: Food Taboos," which contains records of the interactions and incompatibilities between foods and medicinal herbs.
Cang Linchuan glanced at his father and the imperial tutor, then looked at Dongfang Jin, a look of shame on his handsome face.
"Auntie, I... I haven't finished reading yet, I'm sorry."
Dongfang Jin patted his head and also saw the way he glanced at his cousin and the Imperial Tutor.
She squatted down, looked at him, and said gently, "Da Bao'er, do you know why your aunt asked you to read that book?"
Because you are the crown prince, you bear a great responsibility, a responsibility that even surpasses that of your father, the emperor.
Everything you use, from clothing and food to housing and transportation, is done with utmost care.
Even those who protect you can be inadequate at times, and even those who serve you closely can be blind to your true nature.
And you can't rely on others for everything. Your aunt once told you that relying on yourself is better than relying on anyone else.
After thoroughly studying that book, it may save your life in a necessary situation.
No matter when or what the situation, that's your trump card.
Cang Linchuan listened to her words and gave her a proper bow: "Nephew understands."
In recent years, his aunt has read him many books, books that neither the imperial tutor nor his father had.
However, he didn't want to read the book "Shennong's Materia Medica and Food Taboos" because he felt he shouldn't be a doctor.
So he didn't pay attention and felt more and more ashamed, realizing that he had let his aunt down.
Seeing the Crown Prince's reaction, the others nodded in satisfaction and looked at Dongfang Jin with even greater admiration.
Cangnan rests...
My dear daughter, even your own father has never read that kind of book.
Thinking back to his childhood, even though he was a prince.
They were still legitimate sons, yet no one treated them with such compassion and kindness.
To ensure her elder brother, the Crown Prince, remained in his position, and not wanting to lose that family bond.
Not wanting his mother to witness the brothers killing each other, he had no choice but to go to his father and grandfather.
Thinking back to when he was twelve years old, after drinking the secret medicine, he was locked in a secret room by his father and grandfather.
The body sometimes felt like it was burning and couldn't breathe, and at other times it felt like it was in an ice cave.
Those days tormented him for a full forty-nine days.
He vividly remembered his grandfather solemnly saying: "Once you take the secret medicine, you must persevere."
If he doesn't make it through, he'll face only one word—death.
He never appeared before the world again. And his "death" would be buried with some reason.
Countless descendants of the Cang family have died in that secret room throughout the ages.
However, he could not back down; this was also a "must-take course" for the eldest son of the Cang family.
Even without him, the Emperor would have chosen someone else.
However, if he wanted his elder brother, the Crown Prince, to remain firmly in that position, he had to take this step.
Only if he succeeds will he be able to lend his elder brother, the Crown Prince, a helping hand.
Only then can he make Yuan'er his only queen...
Pulling my thoughts back, I looked at the little prince. This child is lucky.
Cang Lingyuan stared at his cousin and his son, his heart filled with bitterness.
Why wasn't he so lucky when he was the crown prince?
As far back as he can remember, he has never had a peaceful day, and those who have harmed him have come one after another.