Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 270: What will the emperor say when he is about to die?

Not in Dazhen?

Xiao Ling looked stunned, but in the surrounding countries and even the distant Tianbao Kingdom, most countries have similar names for their state capitals, and a few barbarians use titles such as tribes. If they were just in foreign countries, this **** should I wouldn’t say that either.

Youxin wanted to ask again, but Ji Yuan had already opened his mouth again and blocked his words.

"Master Xiao, don't worry about those extraterrestrial things that you don't care about. Don't forget that Ji is here to collect debts today."

Although only a while has passed, a lot of things have happened in such a short period of time. If Ji Yuan had not said anything, Xiao Ling would have almost forgotten this, or he thought that the debt mentioned before was the Empress Jiang Shen. One out.

At this moment, when he heard the **** in front of him talking about asking for debt, Xiao Ling thought for a moment and asked a confirming question.

"Five hundred taels of gold?"

"Yes, it's five hundred taels of gold. Mr. Xiao won't be able to get it, right?"

Based on Ji Yuan’s understanding of the Xiao family, Xiao Ling’s father was not a clean ass, but an upright official. After so many years of salary, he could still afford five hundred taels of gold.

"Okay, sir, will you go home with me, or do you have other plans?"

Ji Yuan is far away.

"No need, Young Master Xiao will go back home on his own, collect the gold and then send it over. We will wait here for Young Master."

Xiao Ling looked at Duan Muwan.

"What about Wan'er?"

Ji Yuan understood what he meant by asking this question, but he had no intention of restricting their personal freedom.

"You two can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Xiao Ling felt relieved. After Tong Jiyuan and Long Zi Long Nu said goodbye, he led Duan Muwan out of the restaurant and left in the night.

Ji Yuan had already sat back at the table, while Long Zi looked through the window at the two of them before sitting down.

"Hahaha... Since this boy was lucky enough to meet Uncle Ji and leave such an impression, if he relies on his own hard work and hard work, meeting him again after many years would be a good thing. It's really Irony..."

Ying Ruoli also nodded with deep understanding. She and her brother already knew a lot about Uncle Ji's temper.

While the two brothers and sisters were sighing with emotion, Ji Yuan had already taken three pairs of new chopsticks and handed one pair to Long Zi and Long Nu respectively.

"There is still a table of food and wine, don't waste it."

There are seven or eight dishes on the table, all of them are very rich hard dishes. Xiao Ling and Duan Muwan will definitely not eat them tonight, and Ji Yuan will not be polite.

As soon as Ji Yuan started eating, Long Zi and Long Nu had to keep company with their elders even if they were pretending to be so. Naturally, they picked up their chopsticks.

It was already half an hour later when Xiao Ling came back again. He returned to the private room with a small box in his arms, but Duan Muwan did not come with him.

Originally, it was possible to use a banknote, but Xiao Ling felt that what the other party wanted was gold, so it was better not to bother and just bring the real gold.

"Mr. Ji, five hundred taels of gold, exactly the same!"

Xiao Ling placed the small box on the corner of the table and opened the wooden box to reveal the neat gold ingots inside.

The size of the box is similar to the kind of shoebox used by Ji Yuan in his previous life. The five hundred taels of gold inside were really melted together, and it was definitely not as big as a brick.

But such a small box of things is a heavy five hundred taels. Xiao Ling is feeling weak now. Even if he is good at martial arts, he is still sweating and panting after walking with the box for so long.

Ji Yuan just glanced at the golden things in the box, then nodded.

"Okay, that's right, Mr. Xiao and I are also reconciled."

After saying this, Ji Yuan swung his sleeves, and the box on the table automatically turned around, and the optional equipment flowed into his sleeves and disappeared.

After collecting the debt and figuring out what the white fox had done, Ji Yuan no longer wanted to argue with Xiao Lingduo. After doing all this and bowing to each other, he took Long Zi directly with him. The dragon girl said goodbye and left first.

Xiao Ling looked through the window in the private room and wanted to see the direction in which the few people were leaving, but in just a dozen steps, the three of them had already disappeared from sight in the night.

"Uncle Ji, are the Xiao family descendants of Xiao Jing?"

While walking on the road, Dragon Girl suddenly asked, Ji Yuan looked at her and nodded.

"Yes, I wasn't sure before I came here. After seeing Xiao Ling and doing some calculations, I can confirm that he is a descendant of Xiao Jing."

Ji Yuan knew that Long Nu had read Wang Li's book on the boat for a while, and the summary at the end was a rough overview of the whole book. It was not surprising to learn about Xiao Jing.

This made Ryuko curious.

"Ruoli, what kind of riddle are you and Uncle Ji playing? Who is Xiao Jing? Why do you know that I don't know? I have been with Uncle Ji much longer than you!"

Ji Yuan didn't bother to explain to him. He winked at Long Nu and walked ahead alone, leaving the two brothers and sister to talk on their own.

. . .

After all, Long Nu was still a righteous god. She left within a few days after settling the affairs of the Xiao family. Long Zi shamelessly stayed for half a month, but was finally sent away by Ji Yuan.

Time has just passed through summer and entered autumn again. Ji Yuan has been alone in Gyeonggi Prefecture for more than two months.

During this period of time, Ji Yuan also learned some things. The situation in the capital was naturally tense, but whether it was intrigues or overt and covert attacks, it had no impact on him.

Going to various chess halls in the capital to watch other people play chess is what Ji Yuan did most during this period of time. He also made a special trip to the Yinsi Ghost City to visit Bailu and her husband.

In addition, what is worth mentioning for Ji Yuan is Yin Qing's imperial examination ranking.

As early as the season when the apricot blossoms are in full bloom in the spring, the results of this spring semester have been announced. Yin Qing, who has already passed the state examination and qualified for the examination, also participated in the imperial examination.

The results are not high, and they are not even close to the number one, second, or third overall pick in the top three. But they are actually not too bad. They are ranked behind the top two. It is just because his father Yin Zhaoxian is too dazzling, and his son Yin Qing's grades were actually said to be poor.

This is actually quite interesting. Others dare not say anything because of fate, but he still understands some of Yin Qing's talents.

If it is said that the positions of Jie Yuan, Hui Yuan and Number One Scholar do require some luck, it is normal to not get them. However, in the Palace Examination of Sandingjia, Yin Qing still has the ability to compete and the chance is not small. .

However, Yin Qing's results were only at the bottom of the second-class, barely falling to the third-class. This is worth pondering.

It is naturally impossible to operate in the dark. Even though Yin Zhaoxian has offended many people now, no one dares to do it. It can only be said that the "little Yin Qing" of Ji Yuan is deliberately hiding his clumsiness.

Ji Yuan could even guess what Yin Qing was thinking, which was basically as long as he could meet the requirements of being an official, and then use it a little bit to get a suitable position. It can be effective but does not need to be too dazzling for the time being.

As many as those who respect him, many people are afraid of Yin Zhaoxian, but in fact, although Yin Zhaoxian is a capable minister with outstanding talents, he is a literary man at heart. Yin Qing, who is more popular and thoughtful, is the one who should pay more attention to, except for being close to him. Who knows this?

On this day, Yin Zhaoxian, who had worked hard in Wanzhou for many years, was announced to be in Beijing to report on his work.

All officials in the government and the public, including Yin Zhaoxian, know that the current emperor's time is numbered.

After all, whether they are those who respect Yin Zhaoxian, those who fear or even hate Yin Zhaoxian, the civil and military princes and nobles of the Manchu Dynasty all know very well that Yin Zhaoxian is a loyal and capable minister, a wise minister, and even more so. Loyal minister.

In these years, many people in the court were in danger. There were only a pitiful few and a half officials who could truly be trusted by Emperor Yuan De and were extremely favored. One of them was Yin Zhaoxian, and the other half was a few times The emperor truly found his immortal destiny, Taichang Shiyanchang.

Yin Zhaoxian, the magistrate of Wanzhou, hurried to Beijing this time, which has an even more symbolic meaning.

At this moment, deep inside the palace, inside and outside the emperor's bedroom, an old **** walked into the bedroom with small steps and came to the emperor's bed, bowed and whispered into the curtain.

"Your Majesty, Yin Zhaoxian, the magistrate of Wanzhou, has arrived in Beijing and is waiting outside the palace."

"Yin, Yin Aiqing is here? How long has it been?"

The old **** has served the emperor for a long time and knows what he is asking.

"Back to Your Majesty, it has been more than a month since the edict was issued. Yunbo Mansion in Wanzhou is far away from the capital. Lord Yin is worthy of being a loyal and patriotic pillar. He traveled day and night for more than ten days and killed several horses. Good horse..."

"Hey... ok, ok... tell him to come in."

"Yes!"

It is forbidden to make loud noises in the palace now. Not long after the old **** retired, he led the dusty Yin Zhaoxian to the bed.

"Yin Zhaoxian, the magistrate of Wanzhou, pays homage to His Majesty!"

Yin Zhaoxian held a long salute.

"Yin Aiqing...come closer, let me, let me take a look at you..."

Yin Zhao first looked at the old **** beside him, and without hesitation, he took five steps forward and knelt down on one knee, making his face slightly lower than the bed. The old **** walked to the dragon bed and opened the curtain further.

At this moment, the old emperor looked thin and pale, and Yin Zhaoxian was slightly startled. He had not been in Beijing for many years, and his impression of the old emperor was still when he won the first prize, but he did not expect that he was now a completely different person.

However, the daze only lasted for a moment, and Yin Zhaoxian quickly lowered his head and saluted.

"Your Majesty!"

In the eyes of the old emperor, seeing Yin Zhaoxian gave him a completely different feeling than seeing other ministers. It seemed that Yin Zhaoxian's whole body was brighter, and compared with it, other places in the palace showed an illusory look. Dim.

"Yin Aiqing, I have heard rumors, people in the market, and scholars...many people have heard that they love you, you are a person of great righteousness, and you are the most important minister of the ages..."

"I dare not bear this evaluation!"

The old emperor smiled, and with the help of several eunuchs, he sat up from the bed with pillows and other items.

"Give me a seat."

"Yes!"

The **** brought a small low chair, and Yin Zhaoxian thanked him and sat down calmly.

"Ho **** ho... Originally I thought it was just a rumor in the market... But when I saw Aiqing today... I kind of believe it!"

"Weak ministers are terrified!"

"Hahaha... Others are really scared, but you are not looking for Shuyuanwww.zhaoshuyuan.com!"

Now Yin Zhaoxian was really panicked and hurriedly saluted.

"I don't dare!"

The old emperor waved his hand.

"I have met some senior officials from the three provinces and six ministries alone. You, Yin Zhaoxian, are just a magistrate, but no one in the court dares to ignore you. I wanted to say something else, but suddenly I felt that I should Let me ask you another question..."

Yin Zhao bowed briefly.

"Your Majesty, please tell me everything I know!"

The old emperor nodded, his expression suddenly serious.

"Yin Zhaoxian, who do you think is worthy of the great responsibility, the King of Jin or the King of Wu?"

The old **** who came over with the tea trembled and almost dropped the tea tray.