Several people including Yue Qingxin listened as he agreed, so they stopped hesitating about when. The group walked out of the bedroom and sat in the living room.
After a quick meal, they sat in the living room to discuss.
Sima Han first recounted Zheng Fan's words, and then said, "According to Zheng Fan, this old man will leave the imperial capital with good wine once he has it, and go to find his friend. He won't return until the wine is finished. And the timing is uncertain, it could be a month, or it could be a year."
"If he doesn't return for a year, are we supposed to wait for him?" Yue Qingxin asked, frowning.
How could this be so unreliable?
"But if we don't wait for him, do we have any other way?" Na Muzhong said.
Zheng Wei had been listening to everyone speak silently, but he kept his head down and said nothing.
No one could guess what Zheng Wei was thinking, and for a while, the room fell silent.
After a long time, Zheng Wei finally looked up at Yi Zixie and said, "You, go find the Grand Emperor, or find His Majesty."
"For what?" Yi Zixie asked strangely.
Could it be to invite an imperial physician?
But the imperial physicians' skills were no better than his.
"Post an imperial decree."
Zheng Wei's three simple words exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.
After a while, Yi Zixie and the others finally reacted.
Yi Zixie was a bit bewildered and finally said hesitantly, "Why post an imperial decree?"
"The imperial decree will state that whoever can find the senile old man will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver. If the senile old man returns himself..."
At this point, Zheng Wei paused, a slight smile appearing on his face, and he continued, "If he returns himself, we will give him a hundred jars of Golden Osmanthus wine."
"A hundred jars?" Yi Zixie exclaimed.
Had Zheng Wei gone mad? Just because of that senile old man, Shen Xiaoyan was now unconscious, and he was still going to give that old man a hundred jars of Golden Osmanthus wine.
He would never admit that he was actually heartbroken about the wine.
That was a hundred jars, if he gave it away, how long could he drink it?
Seeing Yi Zixie's distressed expression, the others all covered their faces in resignation.
They didn't know this Grand Tutor.
Was this really the Grand Tutor? Or was he an imposter?
After Yi Zixie felt heartbroken, he realized that the room was strangely quiet.
He looked around and found everyone looking at him with an indescribable gaze. Yi Zixie became even more confused, "What's wrong with you all? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Na Muzhong rubbed his forehead, but seeing Yi Zixie's bewildered look, he could only say, "Little Xiezi, do you really not understand why we would write that on the imperial decree?"
After speaking, Na Muzhong looked expectantly at Yi Zixie.
Yi Zixie shook his head slightly, brushed his robe, and said proudly, "Of course I know."
Na Muzhong's eyes lit up, "You really know? Then tell me."
"Cough, cough."
Yi Zixie cleared his throat, "Actually, we prepared fake wine, right? Or, it's not real Golden Osmanthus wine, is it?"
Na Muzhong: ...
Everyone: ...
Forget it, it was useless to say anything.
Na Muzhong also gave up the desire to explain to Yi Zixie and let him think as he wished.
"Alright, everything you said is correct. If there's nothing else, you should hurry to the palace to find the Grand Emperor," Zheng Wei urged.
Yi Zixie's face became a little hesitant upon hearing this. Zheng Wei raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Well, if the Grand Emperor can make the decision now, then forget it. He is easier to talk to... cough cough, he listens to me more. But His Majesty now, he..."
Yi Zixie didn't finish, but everyone understood what he meant.
The current His Majesty, Sima Zhu, did not have a good impression of Yi Zixie.
Or rather, he only disliked Yi Zixie because Yi Zixie belonged to the Grand Emperor's faction.
"Actually, there is a way," Yi Zixie said after hesitating for a while.
"What is it?" Zheng Wei asked.
"Give him some benefits. Or, an equivalent exchange."
As Yi Zixie's words fell, everyone fell into silence.
Sima Zhu was now the Emperor, what more could he want?
The only thing he probably wanted was for the Grand Emperor to completely let go and become a wealthy idler, right?
But this was something they couldn't do now.
Even if they could, it wouldn't be achieved in a short time.
Even if they really helped Sima Zhu overthrow Sima Hao, Sima Zhu would probably deal with them next.
Anyone with a brain could figure this out.
Cooperating with Sima Zhu was no different from asking a tiger for its skin.
Of course, cooperating with Sima Hao was the same.
Even cooperating with Sima Hao would be more dangerous.
Sima Hao was old now, and his mental and physical strength were not as good as before.
But it was precisely because of this that his desire for control became even stronger.
What he wanted now was someone who could completely depend on him and obey his orders.
If Sima Han went to negotiate with him, it was estimated that as soon as Sima Han turned around, Sima Hao would go to Sima Zhu and deal with Sima Han together with Sima Zhu.
Yi Zixie looked at the silent crowd and didn't know what to do.
Zheng Wei suddenly looked up and said to Yi Zixie, "As an Emperor, what do you want the most?"
"Money?"
"Beautiful women?"
"Power?"
Yi Zixie said three words in a row, and before anyone else could answer, he negated them himself.
As an Emperor, Sima Zhu lacked none of these things.
So, besides these, what else did an Emperor lack?
"A healthy body, and a long, long life," Na Muzhong suddenly stood up and said.
Everyone's eyes lit up at this.
Yes, although the Emperor did not lack the things Yi Zixie mentioned earlier, they wanted to enjoy them for a long, long time.
More importantly, Emperors were all afraid of death.
As soon as they fell ill, they would overthink things, fearing they wouldn't recover.
They also feared that someone was deliberately poisoning them.
"But who can guarantee that their body will always be healthy? And who can promise to let them live forever?" Yue Qingxin said hesitantly.
These things seemed beyond the ability of ordinary people.
If it were cultivation, it could allow Sima Zhu to live a little longer, but should they really teach Sima Zhu cultivation?
"You don't need to worry about this. I have my ways."
After Zheng Wei spoke, he flipped his palm, and a transparent porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
Although the liquid was transparent, as the porcelain bottle gently swayed, the liquid swayed with the bottle, emitting a dazzling radiance.
It was as if in the next second, it could suck away a person's soul.
"What is this?" Na Muzhong stared blankly at the porcelain bottle and asked.
Zheng Wei gently turned the porcelain bottle in his hand, his smile full of meaning, "This is something that can make His Majesty strong and extend his life."
Yi Zixie looked at Zheng Wei with some suspicion.
Did Zheng Wei really have such a thing?
Thinking this, Yi Zixie walked to Zheng Wei's side and took the porcelain bottle from his hand.
He uncorked the bottle, brought it to his nose to smell, then poured a drop into his palm and drank it.
This action of his instantly brought Na Muzhong, who had been lost in thought, back to his senses.
He ran to Yi Zixie's side and reached out to pry open Yi Zixie's mouth.
Yi Zixie narrowly dodged and looked at Na Muzhong in surprise, "Muzhong, what are you doing?"
Na Muzhong said frantically, "Of course I'm telling you to spit it out! How do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable? Does your stomach hurt?"
Seeing Yi Zixie's worried expression, Yi Zixie felt amused and helpless.
It was just a drop of water, was there a need to be so worried?
However, seeing Na Muzhong worry about him so much, it would be a lie to say he wasn't happy.
"Muzhong, don't worry, this water is not poisonous, nor is there anything wrong with it."
Na Muzhong looked at Yi Zixie suspiciously, "Really? You're not lying to me, are you?"
Yi Zixie rubbed Na Muzhong's head, "What are you thinking? Why would I lie to you? This water really has no problem."
Seeing that Yi Zixie's face was very serious and there were no adverse reactions on his body, Na Muzhong was finally relieved.
At this moment, Yi Zixie continued to speak.
"On the contrary, this water, although I only took a drop, which is a bit little, I can still feel that there is a very rich spiritual energy in it. For cultivators, eating it is very beneficial to cultivation and can compensate for the lack of spiritual energy in this world. For non-cultivators, it..."
"What will happen?"
Yue Qingxin couldn't help but ask anxiously as Yi Zixie paused.
"It will be as Zheng Wei said, healthy, prolong life, with no side effects. It can also help with detoxification."
After hearing Yi Zixie finish, Yue Qingxin was completely stunned.
She never expected that such a thing really existed.
This was truly a good thing. If given to the Grand Emperor or His Majesty, as long as the request was not too excessive, they would agree.
Of course, posting an imperial decree was a secondary matter and not considered excessive.
However, Yue Qingxin felt a little reluctant to give such a good thing to His Majesty or the Grand Emperor.
Giving it to either of them would make her feel like a great waste.