Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 288|Yu Futanzhi

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Luling County, since the Chen Dynasty, has been the place where the emperor likes to choose for his children.

There are several fertile beauties here, densely populated, and the place names are also nice.

When King Ning was sealed, there were also the fiefs of Princess Xingping, Princess Dongchang, Princess Taihe nearby.

The three princesses all died on the night when Qi Dai Chuli was blood-stained in Taijing.

The princess is not like the feudal king who needs to go to the fief. King Ning escaped because of being in the mansion of the fief. The princes of Chu Dynasty only had honor and no real power. You can't interfere in local government affairs, and even the private soldiers of the palace are not allowed. The officials of the palace are dispatched from top to bottom by Taijing, and they are replaced every three years.

According to the idea of ​​Deng Zai and others, the prince was never allowed to become a vassal.

Just like the princess, the prince can "raise" in the capital. After all, the prince's sitting is the confidant of all dynasties.

However, Li Yuanze refused, so he set the rule that Wang Jue would not be hereditary. For example, the son of King Ning Xijue could only be the county king, and he had to change his fief and he was not allowed to live on his father’s fief and inherit his father’s mansion. , Yu Zi must return to Beijing.

After Lu Zhang usurped the throne, Jiangnan also changed overnight.

The officials of the royal palace had no choice, and the local officials were anxious, and soon there would be military attachés to take refuge in the feudal king.

At that time, the people from Jiangnan scolded Lu Zhang in unison, wishing to beat Jiang immediately and cut the villain with a thousand swords.

Now even the people of Luling County don't think about it anymore. In the mouth of the officials, Emperor Qi is tyrannical, and the people over there are living a life of misery. Jiangnan has always been wealthy. Although it is not as good as the Chu Dynasty, it is enough to not become a violent citizen. Who is willing to conscript for war?

What's more, King Ning enjoys it very much. The city of Ningtai where the palace was originally located has been expanded several times.

The eight-foot city wall was built, the inside and outside were reinforced, the canals were excavated, and a palace was built, filled with beautiful beauties from the south of the Yangtze River.

This is not unusual. King Jing and Wu did the same.

Except for not directly proclaiming the emperor, the official system, and even the etiquette of clothing and color, are compared to the emperor.

Ning Tai City is even more known as Tai Jing in private.

The name is similar to Taijing, and you can deceive yourself if you are drunk.

Ningtai is not an ordinary small city. There are many guards at the gates. Anyone who enters or exits must be questioned. Outsiders cannot enter the city alone even if they hold a guide, and they need someone to protect it.

On one side, there was a long line, and on the other side, the carriages of the powerful officials of the city gate entered and exited at will. All you need to do is to show the waist plate to the home of the driver, without having to look at who is in the car.

Moli really doesn't know whether such a city defense is strict or loose.

Think about it carefully, maybe this might be what Meng Qi said. They have formulated excellent regulations, but they are always violated by Yin Fengyang when they are implemented!

It was near dusk, and the gate for the people to enter and exit was slowly closed. The walls were lit with torches, and there were constant patrols.

Mo Li drove hundreds of miles away, a little tired, and didn't plan to find a gap to overturn the wall.

He stretched out and followed lightly behind a group of carriages preparing to enter the city.

Although the torch is bright, it illuminates the gate of the city like daylight, but where there is light, there will be shadows, not to mention the magnificent and large carriages of the powerful and powerful, and they must cover a large area of ​​light wherever they go. The ink carp calmly shuttled in the shadows without even a trace of wind.

Occasionally, someone feels something swaying in front of their eyes, and when they look up, they think it is the shadow of a flag or lantern.

When the carriage entered the city, the queue became a bit more tidy, but the people with the carriage were still frolicking, and they weren't quite right at all.

It should be the descendants of the aristocratic family who came back from Zhuangzi. It was so hot, it was boring to always squat in the city, and the city was not suitable for having fun, so I went to live in Biezhuang. Some are enjoying the coolness and hiding, while others are arrogant. This team is obviously in the latter case.

There was a woman's laughter in the car, and a strong smell of alcohol.

When the wind blows, the powdery odor mixed with the smell of wine floats out of the curtain.

The black carp tilted his head slightly, a little disgusted.

When the carriage passed through the outer city, it had to stop in front of a gate, and Moli took the opportunity to sink into the darkness.

After leaving that team of carriages, the air was much better.

Moli walked quietly along the square wall. The snacks in the bag had been eaten on the road, and the rest of the clothes were stuffed into the rattan box, so there was no need to carry the bag.

He quickly searched for the suspected market area.

"This city of Ningtai is quite prosperous when you look at it." Moli said to the gerbil sitting in his tunic.

Meng Qi had already planned it, his appearance was too eye-catching, whether he was forty or sixty.

Now that he knows that Fengxingge has great power here, he has simply turned into a gerbil, and he doesn't believe that he can be found in this way.

Mo Lei changed his appearance a bit, more like a hermit when he was crossing the river, but he drew away from the **** in his eyes. When he walked on the road, he slightly buckled his shoulders and back, coupled with his staggering steps, it became a poor The nameless old man.

However, the clothes are new, and the rattan boxes are also new.

Mo Lei disguised himself and walked on the street with the lights on for a short time, when someone followed.

Mo Lei glanced back, and it turned out that they were two scorpions. About to follow him to a place with few people, and then ran away after snatching something.

Moli went straight into a crowded tea house on the side of the street.

On the stage in the middle of the building, the storyteller is talking about the most exciting place.

"...The Chi Lu'er yelled, picked up the octagonal bright silver plum blossom hammer, and was about to hit Jingyuanhou’s face. The Xiliang Pioneer General’s horse had already run far, and his head fell to the ground. Jingyuan Hou Hengdao immediately, a whistle, a hundred thousand army rushed towards the Xiongguan."

Mo Li paused when he heard the three-character Jingyuanhou, and then quickly passed through the crowd, leaving behind the two land ruffians who were about to grab property.

The gerbil quickly stretched out its claws, and when the ink carp went out from the back door of the tea house, he lowered his head and found that the gerbil was holding a melon seed.

Moli asked amused and angrily: "Want to continue listening?"

The fat mouse shook his head.

This "War in the Western Liang" Meng Qi has heard no less than eight times. It blew the famous Chu Dynasty officials headed by Jing Yuanhou to heaven.

Actually, Jingyuanhou was a Confucian general. Although his martial arts were good, he had to cut off his head from Xiliang, which was too difficult for Jingyuanhou. You must know that Jingyuanhou was almost five at the time. Ten years old. How can the commander of the three-way army personally fight against other pioneers? Jingyuan Hou wanted to go to his subordinates and refused to agree!

How can the commander take the merits of his subordinates?

The battle of Pingxiliang was initiated after the emperors of the Chu Dynasty made all-out preparations. There were some twists and turns in the middle, but it was not as thrilling and bizarre as the storytelling said.

The storytelling even fabricated a Xiliang princess, saying that she was beautiful and able to fight, and fell in love with Wei Guogong Yin Qingheng on the battlefield. In the end, the family and the country were in a dilemma at the head of Xiazhou. Although Yin Qingheng is a celebrity who is still old and has the capital to attract beautiful people, he has only one wife in his life, and there is no concubine in the family to serve, and his wife is a childhood friend and childhood sweetheart. However, the strange thing is that it is not the gifted Zhu Yan or the other celebrities who act in a romantic and bohemian manner, but Yin Qingheng, who only takes a scoop of three thousand drinks in the storytelling.

The gerbil squashed the seeds and thought, probably the more impossible things are, the more people in the world love to listen, and the poor scholars also want to write.

Half of Ningtai City are old houses, which seem to be somewhat dilapidated, and the other half are newly built, and they are also the residences of rich and powerful households.

Mo Carp blindly went to those decaying places, and gradually lost sight of the lights.

He can't live in the inn without a guide in his hand.

However, this does not mean that there is nowhere to go.

The black carp pretended to be a hanging old man and stepped into a temple.

The king of Ning believes in Buddha, and there are many temples in the city, and the incense is strong.

Moli specially selected a very old temple, donated some incense money, and asked the monks to do it for convenience.

There are often poor scholars living in the temple wing. The temple is a little cleaner than the inn, and sometimes there are devout pilgrims staying overnight to burn morning incense.

But as long as you spend your money, give enough money for incense, and just say a few words about the origin, the monks in the temple don’t interrogate too much, let alone look at the guide, which involves the Buddha’s saying that the good cause and the good effect will help all living beings. Naturally, there is no reason to keep the door closed.

Mo Lei has never been to Ningtai City, let alone the details of the Buddhist temples in the city. He just found a temple that is not very eye-catching and the monks do not know martial arts.

As a result, as soon as he took out the money, he heard a scream behind him without giving it away.

I saw a scholar fell to the ground with a crooked nose and mouth, vomiting uncontrollably.

The fellow scholar was taken aback, and hurried to help.

"Don't move!"

The caller was an old monk who looked like an abbot in a robes.

"Is the Master of Discrimination."

"The mage is proficient in medicine, and people can be saved!"

Everyone evaded, and the old monk was obviously very famous.

When the scholar was in his forties, the thing he vomited was dark brown, which looked terrifying.

"It's a stroke. Go back and get Lao Na's silver needle." The old monk yelled anxiously.

The sudden onset of a stroke will be fatal if it is not rescued in time, and this scholar's situation is extremely critical.

Moli secretly sighed, opened the rattan box, took out his silver needles at a very fast speed, and plunged them into several key points of the scholar in turn.

The scholar's vomiting stopped, but his limbs began to twitch.

No one was able to stop the ink carp in the midst of the chaos. The old monk looked at the ink carp in surprise and saw that he was getting the needle accurately. Then he slowly relaxed, turning his head and commanding the little novice beside him: "Bring a clean cloth! "

Moli turned the scholar's head to one side, took the cloth handed by the novice monk, wrapped it in his hands and dug out the dirt in the scholar's mouth to avoid clogging his throat.

The old monk took advantage of the opportunity of the ink carp to hold down the person, concentrating on the pulse.

After a short while, the silver needle of Master Discrimination was also fetched.

The old monk performed a second time to wake up the spirit and Tongluo acupuncture, and then the scholar stopped twitching, but the position of the right eye on his face was skewed, and his mouth and nose were strange.

"Hey!"

Master Discrimination sighed and shook his head with his beard.

The scholar's companion was so panicked that he hurriedly asked about his condition.

"Fortunately, this doctor is here today, and the meridians are communicated in time, otherwise the person will be abolished when he is rescued." Mage Mingbian looks older than Moli, this treatment needs to bend over and lower his head, and so on. It was over and almost didn't stand up.

Mo Li had to give him a hand.

"Lao Na thanked him, hey, it's not useful to be old." Master Jingbian ordered the monk to carry the scholar back to the wing.

When he turned his head and was about to greet the ink carp, the sound of rumbling horse hooves came from outside the temple.

The fire was dazzling, and a group of cavalry with light armor and torches dismounted and broke into the temple.

The people in the temple had no time to react, so they blindfolded their eyes and turned their heads to block the dazzling light.

The leader of the cavalry was arrogant and said loudly: "King Ning has a purpose, declare that the Master of Discrimination will enter the palace to cure illness."

Somehow, the group of people who rushed up viciously surrounded the ink carp that was clearing the silver needles.

Moli: "..."

Wang Ning’s men are blind?

Can't tell the difference between hair and no hair?

"Commander, this, this does not seem to be a master of discernment?"

The leader squinted his eyes and looked at the scholar on the ground, then looked at the old monk and Moli, and waved his hand: "Bring them all!"

The old monk's expression changed abruptly, and he quickly said: "Lao Na knows that, this is just a benefactor who came to burn incense..."

"Regardless of whether you are a monk or a pilgrim, the nobles in the palace are ill, and all the doctors in the city are called into the palace! If you delay the holy will, no one can afford to sin! Go!"