Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 134|Corporal Li

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The Wenyuan Pavilion is already within the scope of the foreign dynasty. After the imperial city martial law, it was quietly here. Only a small group of imperial guards guarded here, protecting important documents and the memorials that the prime ministers had not dealt with.

These guards were full of grievances at first. It was a great achievement to counter the rebellion. Finally, this time Jinyiwei was disgusted by your majesty. The guards were reused. The great opportunities for promotion and fortune were all in front of them. As a result, they were unlucky and dispatched. this place.

Even if you go to protect the palace family and the prince, you may be able to get some rewards afterwards. What can you do to take care of the pile of dead objects in Wenyuan Pavilion? Those civil servants won't give them a little bit of benefit, and they might even dislike them for contaminating the ground and objects.

This complaint stopped abruptly when I heard the sound of killing and the roar of artillery from the imperial city.

——Why is there such a big movement?

The guards guarding Wenyuan Pavilion looked at each other in surprise.

I heard that it was the second prince who forced the palace to rebel.

But these two princes, neither the mother's family nor the Yue family have any influence. They are married and still live in a remote palace, not to mention the king, even a piece of land has not been granted.

Collaborating with gangsters and conspiring with Wei Pinbo to rebel is already very surprising. Is it possible that these two princes are really hidden?

The guards were very puzzled. When the gunfire stopped, they stood at the door of Wenyuan Pavilion and pulled someone to ask about the situation. He couldn't explain clearly, except that the rebellion at Wanhedian was almost dead. Up.

After waiting for a while, I saw that the seriously wounded and dead Guards were carried out of the imperial city one after another.

The guards who stretched their heads at the door looked out, without knowing that people of unknown origin have turned over the eaves of the third floor and entered.

Meng Qi pushes the window, flips it in, and closes the window again... the action was done in one go without a sound.

After the Moli landed, he subconsciously took care of the clothes on his body, and then looked around.

The third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion is a collection building. It is not an exquisite copy of ancient books, but important memorial documents over the years. It even includes some documents from the previous dynasty, some of which involve household registration and hydrographic atlases, which are very precious , Even the prime minister can only browse here, not allowed to take out the Wenyuan Pavilion.

"This place is much more decent than before." Meng Qi raised his eyebrows while looking at the table and small couch in front of the window.

Of course, the bookshelf will not be placed near the window, but in the next room.

The rooms here are separated by large fan screens. When ventilation is needed, the screens are closed to open up the entire three floors into one room. When not needed, they are like small houses.

Because the collection of important books and documents, the pavilion uses shofar lamps, so incense burners are not allowed.

The small couch is comfortably furnished, and there is a place to rest your feet.

On the table next to it, there is a thin tea set from the official kiln. The color is smooth and white, and the upper part of the cup is almost transparent.

Mo Li put the comatose second prince on the small couch and looked up and saw Meng Qi uncover the lid of the teapot, identifying the completely cold tea inside.

"Mengding tea."

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he picked up the Zihao pen on the table and looked at it, and said casually: "Lu Zhang's face and time are really not bad. When Deng Shusheng was here, apart from the chair, there was only a bed. I have to bring my own tea sets and tea sets. I’m so poor that I can’t wait to borrow money and save money for the treasury. Where can I find such a good pen, such a good ink..."

Moli watched Meng Qi wandering around in the pavilion, as if returning to his own home, even the secret grid knew it, and found many scattered objects with a touch.

Of course, this was not left by the Chu Dynasty, but brought by the courtiers who are now in and out of Wenyuan Pavilion for convenience.

Hand warmers with palms, folding fans, jade scratching hands, pen holders, etc.

Meng Qi weighed in and put these things back as they were.

"I don’t know which dynasty and generation have the habit. If officials don’t repair yamen, even the ruined houses will have to live in, putting on an upright and clean appearance. Back then, I came to Wenyuan Pavilion for the first time. At that time, the roof here will still leak..."

Meng Qi found a comfortable chair for Moli, and when the two were seated, he continued.

"At first, everyone didn’t know, but suddenly it rained heavily that day, and Prime Minister Deng was caught upright. He went to the palace to repair the roof. He actually had to look at the almanac, and Qintian had to monitor it—Deng Shusheng took it. Three or five people jumped and threatened me. It must be a good omen. They want to repair the roof, and it is best to do it the next day."

Mo Lei saw Meng Qi's expression and knew that the national teacher must have done something bad.

"Do you say that it is not suitable to be beamed, or not to break the ground?"

"None." Meng Qi looked serious, and looked at Mo Li awe-inspiringly, "Doctor, am I that kind of person?"

"No."

Mo Li didn't know if he said this sentence without his conscience.

Meng Qi was very helpful, and made the appearance of rubbing his beard, and said solemnly: "I looked for the Household Department Shangshu, and then told them that there is no money."

"..."

Meng Qi looked up at the beam.

The day the pavilion was repaired was when the Chu Dynasty gradually entered its prosperous age.

Hanlin scholars no longer need to hold an umbrella for the prime minister in Wenyuan Pavilion. This pavilion symbolizing the power center of the dynasty was also renamed "Qingyun Pavilion." The Emperor Chu Yuan specially ordered people to paint the portraits of 14 heroes to follow suit. Emperor Tang, hanging above the pavilion.

Feng Hou Baixiang, whose name goes down in history.

Simply a role model for talented people in the world.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Meng Qi’s lips, and his eyes were dull. Mo Li didn’t want to watch him indulge in the past, so he asked: “Li Yuanze later killed three males and nine princes in a row. This added up to twelve people. One you, the one left is—"

"He is a wise man with a strategy and good calculations. He was also one of Li Yuanze’s planners. When the Chu army entered Qingjiang and soon the capital of Chen Dynasty, he was infected with the cold in the army. , I couldn’t afford to be ill, and ultimately I couldn’t see the Chen Dynasty overthrowing the Chu Dynasty and establishing it.” Meng Qi sighed for a long time, and the following words were more like talking to himself, “I don’t know if this is a regret or a blessing ."

Died at the best time of life, but the ambition was not paid at the time of death.

Even though I am full of regrets, I am hopeful after all, because I believe that the real prosperity is coming soon.

"There are no more scrolls nowadays, no one is anything..."

Meng Qi fixedly looked at the empty wall.

Mo Li was about to comfort him when he suddenly saw Meng Qi leaping onto the beam of the house with a vigorous step, stretched his hand to touch the wall for a while, pried open a movable brick, and conjured a fist-sized piece from the inside. Exquisite wine jars.

"Unexpectedly, nobody noticed!"

Meng Qi Xizi held the wine jar to the Moli, and said seriously, "This is the most famous'Floating Drunk' in Jiangnan. It has been aged for more than 60 years now, and it is sold in Taijing. There is definitely a price but no market! Do you want to try it?"

Doctor Mo refused him without hesitation.

"You are a patient and cannot drink alcohol."

"I...didn't I healed?" Meng Qi asked blankly.

My memory is restored, and my mind is clear. Although I still want to kill Lu Zhang, it has nothing to do with the elixir.

"What did I tell you before?"

Mo Li looked at Meng Qi blankly, but it was the doctor who had the final say.

Meng Qi, a spirited spirit, silently put the wine jar back.

He was not reconciled, so he found some ash and smeared it on the wall tiles, hoping that the jar of wine would still be there when he came next time.

Well, that might be a hundred years old.

Mo Li wanted to say something but stopped. He felt that Meng Guoshi might not drink much. He didn't know that the longer the wine was left, the smaller the weight, and the same was true for the re-sealed wine jar.

This wine jar is so small, how much is left in it now...

With a glimpse of God, Meng Qi is back again, this time with two golden naked children.

Each one weighs about two or two, and is oval in shape with auspicious patterns on it.

This kind of gold and silver naked children are made by the powerful and the royal palace to reward people or play for children. Generally, they will not be used as money dealers. However, if you really want to exchange money in gold and silver shops, you can also make them, just take If you don't have enough money, you have to offset part of it and give it to the shop. About ten taels of silver can only be obtained in nine taels, depending on the purity of the naked gold and silver.

The two golden nudes that Meng Qi brought over are of very good quality. There are also the Chu Dynasty's chronology underneath. They are objects in the Chu court. Not only are they worth their own weight, they may be more expensive.

"Is this yours too?" Mo Li asked.

"Of course."

Gerbils have a habit of hiding things everywhere.

Meng Qi said regretfully: "Actually, I still have some money hidden in the Nuan Pavilion of the Partial Hall of the Wanhe Hall. I don’t know if I was bombarded by artillery. Maybe it’s gone."

Moli couldn't help but ask: "How much is it?"

"It's about five taels of silver in total, engraved with pine, chrysanthemum, orchid, and plum respectively. They were rewarded by Li Yuanze at a New Year's Eve palace banquet." Meng Qi said casually.

This kind of thing does not lie in the value, but the "emperor's grace". Only important officials and close officials have it. The Chu Dynasty was particularly strict in this regard. The rewards for servants and courtiers are completely different.

Mo Li said strangely: "Why do you hide money everywhere? Could someone steal it at home?"

"No, it will be spent by me."

Meng Qi explained in a heavy tone, “Officials’ salaries are all rice, and they usually sell them, because the rice paid is not very good, but I’m not willing to sell it. No matter how much rice, I They will eat it all, the dragon’s appetite is too big."

Moli: "..."

No, they are dragon veins, mountains and rivers are shaped, different from dragons!

Where is there any appetite? ! To eat more is to eat more, what excuses!

"Excluding the salary, there are ice cubes, charcoal, cloth, silk, and the gold and silver objects and fresh fruits that were rewarded. Even if you eat, the rewards usually have marks on them, and you can’t sell them. Fabrics are too bad for clothes. Not enough..."

Mo Li thought to himself, it is obvious that Meng Qi needs to change clothes frequently if he wants to maintain the appearance of Xianfeng Dao bones.

"After all the calculations, only a few hundred catties of charcoal in winter and ice in summer are left for sale." Meng Qi sighed and said with emotion, "In the early days, I practiced martial arts hard for the sake of becoming After the human form protects himself, and then wants to fight in troubled times, he needs a good martial arts that can be used immediately, and then later discovered that there are powerful assassins in the world, and alchemists who are proficient in internal martial arts. Of course, as a national teacher, you can’t be too bad. I am also interested. When these crises cease to exist, why should I continue to practice to my current state? Naturally, in order not to invade the cold and heat, selling charcoal in the winter and selling ice in the summer..."

Mo Lei's mouth twitched.

My hands are a little itchy.

Doctor Mo didn't know if he wanted to cover Meng Qi's mouth, or slap Meng Qi on the back to prevent someone from continuing.

Meng Qi didn’t notice anything, and seriously emphasized: “Those things are really valuable. According to the national teacher’s treatment, the finest silver wire charcoal is used, and the ice is also dozens of catties. Other courtiers’ homes There are a lot of wives, concubines and children, and I still have to buy ice and charcoal. If I raise a few, or are alone like me, there will be an extra way to exchange money!"

"You are so short of money, Li Yuanze didn't even take the opportunity to show favor?" Mo Li asked suspiciously. He just heard Prince Qi Chao say that Meng Qi's rewards were relatively ordinary and nothing rare.

"Hey, he gave gold and silver, although not much, but every time." Meng Qi said, "Perhaps in the eyes of the prince, these things are the most worthless as rewards, so ordinary and complete. Not eye-catching."

"..."

Moli was speechless, and it took a long time before he said: "Then every time you get it, you will spend it immediately?"

"Yes, gold and silver are neither warm nor edible. What's the use of putting them on display." Meng Qi said plausibly, "It's better to buy things at home, and of course hide some of them."

Moli began to suspect that this was not the nature of the gerbils, but that the Taijing dragon veins were affected by humans. There is no shortage of imperial mausoleums in Shangyun Mountain. Each imperial tomb was dug deep and piled full.

"Officials have always bought land and land, why didn't you?"

"What use do I want those, Taijing... Shang Yunshan..."

Meng Qi waved vaguely, appearing dismissively.

"Doctor, let me think about it again. Where else is the money? I remember the four gates of the imperial city. I hide money behind each plaque. With money, we don’t need to rob Liu Qianqian. Now, you can buy a big house with a yard in Taijing, and then buy a big water tank..."

Mo Lei feels that his hands are more itchy.

At this moment, there was a slight movement behind them.

"...Money, I have money."

The second prince didn't open his eyes, and he was still dizzy and couldn't move.

Meng Qi looked at Mo Li in a puzzled manner, and the latter said in surprise: "Although he didn't click the sleeping point, according to his strength, he should have been in a coma for more than two hours, and it has not yet arrived."

This wakes up too quickly.

Mo Lei walked over to signal her pulse, then frowned.

Because the second prince looked at Kong Wu's strength, good physique, and a little self-defense, he was not injured in Wanhedian and Chunhua Palace where Meng Qi fought the ancestor of Qingwu, so Moli did not give it. He pulsed.

As a result, when I look at it now, the meridians in the Second Prince's body are messy, and there are several faint auras running rampant.

"Does it hurt here?"

Moli pressed the second prince's right arm, and then pressed his shoulder.

The second prince shivered with pain, and opened his mouth to yell.

Mo Lei naturally wouldn't let him attract the attention of the Guards. He stretched out his hand and clicked the dumb acupuncture point, only to find that the second prince was holding it back for a living-he bit the edge of the small couch.

"Let it go, I can't cure my teeth." Mo Li couldn't help saying.

The second prince gasped silently.

Meng Qi sat next to him and ate the figs placed in the pavilion by the courtiers of Qi Chao.

Wrapped in daylily paper, there are plums and other preserved fruits in the same bag, sweet and salty.

Moli: "..."

Longmai’s teeth shouldn’t be damaged by eating preserved fruits, right? It's like not breaking a lame arm, just change it anyway.

"There are guards outside, don't make any noise." Moli finished speaking and unlocked the dumb hole of the second prince.

The second prince did not yell as expected, he closed his eyes and continued to gasp.

"His waist, legs, soles of feet, forehead...These areas will also faintly hurt, so I can't touch them too hard, right?" Mo Li didn't press his hands anymore, but asked directly.

The second prince nodded slowly.

"There is a problem with the meridians?" Meng Qi thought for a moment and knew what the problem was.

Something goes wrong in your internal skills, or you get confused.

"But he doesn't know how to martial arts." Meng Qi asked suspiciously.

"He took a tonic pill made of elixir, and it was very messy." Mo Li did not wait for Meng Qi to frown, and said, "His body seems to be strong, but in fact it has been ruined to a mess, and the power of the medicine cannot be resolved. Stasis in the body, conflicts with other medicinal powers. If you don’t want to dissolve these auras and dredge the meridians, your life will not be long. Even if it is resolved, there is still a certain risk, and it may not be able to heal."

Meng Qi paused, his eyes became complicated.

The prince is alive in a few days, and the second prince is alive in a few years, that's what it means!

"I remember... we entered the palace this time to kill the ancestor of Qingwu, and then find a chance to beat the emperor. How did we become a doctor and treat the prince of Qi Dynasty in turn?" Meng Qi said through a voice transmission.

Mo Li glanced at him, thinking that these two are intractable diseases, which will cause more trouble to the doctor.

The second prince over there listened to Moli's judgment that he was not long-lived, his forehead was blue, and he became anxious when he was breathing, then slowly relaxed, and said with difficulty, "I have money...I listen to Zhao Daochang Say, you are the former national teacher. Help me kill the emperor, and all the banknotes on my body are yours."

Meng Qi was silent for a while, but he still touched him.

"As far as I know, you have left the imperial palace a handful of times since your birth. You have been trapped in this imperial city throughout your life. Lu Zhang will neither give you power nor too much money. Rebellion has always cost the most money. The prince has to raise private soldiers. There is no extra money for you. If you have a lot of money to hire assassins, there are assassin organizations in the arena. As long as you have enough money, there will be no return to them. It's also okay...but you didn't do that. With the Qingwu ancestor of the Tibetan style, it is impossible to find two decent assassins, so I am sure that you have no money."

The second prince said angrily: "I have a hundred taels of silver tickets."

"Only one hundred taels." Meng Qi held his hand in disdain.

Lack of money is the next thing, so easy to be tricked out, this kind of person still wants to rebel?

"One hundred taels of silver is enough to buy a three-in-one house in Taijing." The second prince gritted his teeth and emphasized.

"What?"

Meng Guoshi's super dusty and refined temperament disappeared in an instant, and he asked in shock, "Now it's a hundred taels? In the Chu Dynasty, when Taijing was most prosperous, a three-entry house was only seventy taels of silver! "

Doctor Mo was feeling that this point was something wrong, but he heard the second prince sneer.

"You also said that it was the prosperous age of the Chu Dynasty, the world was peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Although there is a living in Kyoto, it is not easy to say, but you can live without Taijing, and the price of rice was much lower than it is now. The price of rice is low, and the price is low. You can buy a lot more things for a tael of silver than it is now. Although the river is ruled and the world is turbulent, Taijing is still safer than elsewhere, and the house is naturally more expensive."

Meng Qi was very surprised.

Although the reason is superficial, it is surprising that the second prince, who has lived in the deep palace for a long time, is in the hands of women and knows nothing about government affairs, knows this.

Mo Lei said the truth.

"You know so much about Taijing's house, do you want to buy it?"

"This king doesn't want to, this king just wants to know... I want to know how much the people will spend in a year." The second prince's voice is getting lower and lower. In fact, he was thinking of leaving the palace and how much money would it cost to survive.

Taijing is not good, it is dangerous and expensive.

Why courtiers have always told their old men to return to their hometowns? One is that the fallen leaves return to their roots, and the other is that the land and real estate are in their ancestral homes, and Taijing’s houses cannot be bought or lived in. The residences of high-ranking officials were given to them by the court. If they are not an official, if they are to be repossessed, the small officials have to rent the house.

Mo Li squeezed his eyebrows weakly and turned to ask the second prince: "What's the matter with your illness? Why do you take so many tonics?"

The second prince looked weird, and it took a long time to say: "Given it."

"Lu Zhang?"

"Yes." The second prince did not respond to Moli's direct call to the emperor's name. He said coldly, "Even though the father does not refine alchemy, he likes to give imperial medicine to make medicines. All kinds of tonics are said to be good for the body. It is very beneficial. This medicine is made, so naturally there are people who try it. The precious medicinal material is the century-old Ganoderma lucidum and thousand-year-old ginseng. The gift is naturally the trustworthy servant around him, as well as his son. Just take the pill. You have to take it on the spot, and you are not allowed to leave for a while to see if the medicine is harmless. The emperor took the medicine, and naturally there will be an emperor who slowly adjusts and recuperates according to the prescription. What do I have?"

Moli was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say for a while.

Out of anger, there is still a daze.

How can there be such a father in the world? Can people become like this?

"One hundred taels of silver, kill him, this king asks the emperor to make you a teacher of the country. You can enter the temple without worshiping, but you can use a sword, and you can take a sedan chair when you enter the palace..."

The second prince racked his brains thinking about the highest treatment of Corporal Lixian.

Meng Qisai gave him a pack of dried plums, and said casually: "Actually, I saw your emperor brother just now, he is much more than you."

"What?" The second prince looked awkward.

"Your emperor brother said, kill your father, you can make me the emperor." Meng Qi looked at him playfully.

The second prince was stunned and said instinctively: "No!"

"Why not?"

In Meng Qi's eyes, the second prince is no different from a child. It's fun to make him laugh. With the doctor's disapproval gaze, he continued, "The prince is much more generous than you."

"But..."

The second prince suddenly stopped. He thought that the prince would be alive soon.

Struggling again and again, the second prince reluctantly said, "Then according to what the emperor said, I will add another hundred taels."

Moli: "..."

No, isn't it ridiculous to put the throne with Bailiang?

With the throne, a hundred taels? ! What is the calculation method of the remuneration?