Wenyuan Pavilion is already the scope of the foreign dynasty. After the imperial city was under martial law, it was quiet here. Only a small group of imperial guards guarded here, protecting important documents and the unfinished memorials of the prime ministers.
These Janissaries were full of complaints at first, and it was a great achievement to suppress the rebellion. Finally, the Jinyiwei was rejected by His Majesty this time, the Janissaries were reused, and the great opportunity to be promoted and made a fortune was in sight.
Even if you go to protect the palace family and the prince, you may be able to get some reward money afterwards. What is there to protect the pile of dead objects in Wenyuan Pavilion? Those civil servants wouldn't give them any benefit, and they might even despise them for soiling the ground and objects.
This complaint came to an abrupt end when I heard the screams 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 the rebels forced the palace to be the second prince.
But these two princes, the mother's family and the Yue family have no power, they are married and still live in a remote palace, not to mention the king, not even a piece of land.
It is surprising to collude with the bandits in the Jianghu and rebel against Wei Pingbo. Could it be that these two princes are really hidden
The guards were extremely puzzled, and when the gunfire stopped, they stood at the door of Wenyuan Pavilion and asked someone about the situation.
After waiting for a while, I saw the seriously injured and dead Guards being carried out one after another from the imperial city.
These janitorial guards, who were staring at the door, were unaware that someone of unknown origin had climbed over the eaves of the third floor and entered.
Meng Qi pushed the window open, turned it in, and closed the window again... all in one go without making a sound.
After Mo Li fell to the ground, he subconsciously adjusted his clothes, and then looked around.
The third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion is a library building. It does not contain ancient books, but important memorial documents over the years. It even includes some documents from previous dynasties. Some of them involve household registration and hydrographic atlas, which are very precious, even the prime minister. They can only be read here, and are not allowed to be taken out of Wenyuan Pavilion.
"This place is much more decent than before." Meng Qi raised his eyebrows as he looked at the table and couch in front of the window.
The bookshelf will of course 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 and the entire three floors are opened into one room. When not needed, it is like a small room.
Because the collection is of important books and documents, the pavilion uses shofar lamps, and incense burners are not allowed.
The couch is comfortable and has a place to rest your feet.
On the table next to it is a thin tea set from an official kiln. The color is smooth and white, and the upper part of the cup is almost transparent.
Mo Li put the unconscious second prince on the couch, and when he looked up, he saw Meng Qi lift the lid of the teapot and identify the completely cold tea inside.
"Mengding tea."
After Meng Qi finished speaking, he picked up the purple 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, there were only Hu beds, tea utensils and tea leaves. You have to bring your own. I'm so poor that I can't wait to dig a wall to borrow light to save some lamp oil money for the national treasury. Where can I find such a good pen, such a good ink... "
Mo Li watched Meng Qi wandering around in the pavilion, as if he was returning to his own home. He even knew the secret, and he found many scattered objects just by touching it.
Of course, this was not left by the Chu Dynasty, but was brought by the courtiers who now enter and leave Wenyuan Pavilion for convenience.
Palm-sized hand warmers, folding fans, jade scratching hands, pen holders, etc.
Meng Qi weighed it and put these things back as they were.
"I don't know which dynasty or generation has a habit. When an official does not build a yamen, no matter how broken the house is, he has to live in a clean and honest appearance. When I first came to Wenyuan Pavilion, this place The roof still leaks…”
Meng Qi found a comfortable chair for Mo Li, and after the two were seated, he continued.
"At first, everyone didn't know it. Suddenly it rained heavily that day, and Prime Minister Deng was drenched in the shower. He went to the palace to repair the roof. He had to look at the Huangli calendar, and he had to be monitored by Qin Tian. Deng Shusheng took three or five people. Threatening me with jumping feet must be a good omen. They're going to fix the roof, preferably the next day."
When Mo Li saw Meng Qi's expression, he knew that the national teacher must have done something wrong.
"You said that it is not appropriate to go to the beam, or is it not appropriate to break ground?"
"None of them." Meng Qi looked serious and looked at Mo Li with dignity, "Doctor, am I that kind of person?"
"no."
Mo Li didn't know if this sentence was spoken out of his own conscience.
Meng Qi listened to it very much, and pretended to be stroking his beard, and said solemnly: "I found the Minister of the Ministry of Housing and told them that there is no money."
"… "
Meng Qi looked up at the roof beam.
The day when the pavilion was repaired was the time when the Chu Dynasty gradually entered the prosperous world.
The Hanlin scholar no longer has to hold an umbrella for the prime minister in Wenyuan Pavilion. This pavilion, which symbolizes the power center of the dynasty, has also been renamed "Qingyun Pavilion". Emperor Chu Yuan specially ordered people to paint the portraits of fourteen heroes, following the example of Emperor Tang. hanging above the pavilion.
Fenghou worships the prime minister, and his name goes down in history.
It is simply a role model for talented people in the world.
There was a self-deprecating smile on Meng Qi's lips, his eyes were dark, Mo Li didn't want to see him indulge, so he asked: "Li Yuanze later killed three princes and nine princes in a row, which adds up to twelve people, excluding one of you, The one that's left is-"
"He is a wise man who has a strategic mind and can make good calculations. He was also one of Li Yuanze's conspirators. When the Chu army entered Qingjiang and was about to conquer the capital of the Chen Dynasty, he contracted a cold in the army and became ill. I'm sorry, but in the end I couldn't see the overthrow of the Chen Dynasty and the establishment of the Chu Dynasty." Meng Qi sighed, and the words that followed were more like talking to himself, "I don't know if this is a pity or a blessing."
Die at the best time of your life, when you die with unfulfilled ambitions.
Even though he is full of regrets, he is still full of hope, because he believes that the real prosperity is coming.
"Now the picture scroll is gone, and the people are not..."
Meng Qi stared at the empty wall.
Mo Li was about to comfort him when he suddenly saw Meng Qi jumping up the beam with a vigorous step, reached out and touched the wall for a while, pried open a movable brick, and took out a fine wine the size of a fist from it like a trick. earthen jar.
"No one found out!"
Meng Qi happily held the wine jar and brought it to the ink carp, and said seriously, "This is the most famous 'floating drunk' in the south of the Yangtze River. Now it has been aged for more than 60 years. It is absolutely certain to sell it in Taijing. The price is out of the question! Do you want to try it, doctor?"
Doctor Mo refused him without hesitation.
"You are a patient and cannot drink."
"I... haven't I recovered?" Meng Qi asked blankly.
His memory was restored and his mind was clear. Although he still wanted to kill Lu Zhang, it had nothing to do with the elixir.
"What did I tell you before?"
Mo Li looked at Meng Qi blankly, whether it was good or not, it was the doctor who had the final say.
Meng Qi was shocked and silently put the wine jar back.
He was not reconciled, and found some ash to smear 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 hesitated. He felt that Meng Guoshi probably didn't drink much. He didn't know that the longer the wine was kept, the less the weight would be, and the same was true for the sealed wine jar.
This wine jar is so small, how much is left in it now...
In a flash, Meng Qi came back again, this time with two naked golden boys.
Each weighs about twenty taels, is oval in shape, and has auspicious patterns on it.
This kind of gold and silver naked is made by the powerful and the imperial palace to reward people or play with children. Generally, they will not be used as money, but if they really want to get money in the gold shop and the silver shop, they are also made, but they can't get enough. Count the money, to offset part of it to the shop. About ten taels of silver can only be obtained in nine taels, depending on the purity of the gold and silver nudes.
The two gold nudes that Meng Qi brought over are of very good condition. There are also the stamps of the Chu Dynasty at the bottom. They are objects in the Chu Dynasty's court.
"This is yours too?" Mo Li asked.
"certainly."
Gerbils have a habit of hiding things everywhere.
Meng Qi said regretfully: "Actually, I still have some money hidden in the warm pavilion of the side hall of Wanhe Hall. I don't know if it was hit by artillery, or maybe it's gone."
Mo Li couldn't help but ask: "How much?"
"It's about five taels of silver in total, engraved with pine, chrysanthemum, orchid, and plum, which was given by Li Yuanze at a New Year's Eve palace banquet." Meng Qi said casually.
This kind of thing does not depend on the amount of value, but "the kindness of the emperor", which is only available to important ministers and close ministers. The Chu Dynasty was particularly strict in this regard. Rewarding internal servants and rewarding courtiers are completely different.
Mo Li wondered: "Why do you hide money everywhere? Could it be that someone steals it at home?"
"No, it will be spent by me."
Meng Qi explained in a solemn tone, "Officials' salaries are all rice grains, which are usually sold, because the rice that pays salaries is not very good, but I am reluctant to sell them. No matter how much rice grains I have, I will finish them all. Yes, dragons eat too much."
Ink carp: "… "
No, they are dragon veins, shaped by mountains and rivers, different from dragons!
Where's the food? ! Eat more is to eat more, what excuse!
"Besides the salary, there are also ice cubes, charcoal, cloth and silk, as well as gold and silver objects and fresh fruits that have been rewarded. Even if you eat, the reward will usually have marks on it, and you can't sell it, and the cloth is not enough to make clothes... "
Mo Li thought to himself that to maintain his immortal appearance, he obviously had to change his clothes frequently, and it was not easy for Meng Qi.
"After all the calculations, only a few hundred catties of charcoal in winter and ice in summer are left to sell." Meng Qi sighed and said with emotion, "I practiced martial arts hard in the early years to transform myself into a human form. Bao, then to fight in a chaotic world, you need to have good martial arts skills, and then later found out that there are powerful assassins in the world, and alchemists who are proficient in internal martial arts, as a national teacher, of course not too bad, I just feel that Interest. When these crises no longer exist, why should I continue to practice the exercises to the current state? Naturally, it is to avoid the cold and heat, selling charcoal in winter and selling ice in summer…”
The corner of Moi's mouth twitched.
Hands are a little itchy.
Doctor Mo didn't know whether he wanted to cover Meng Qi's mouth or slap Meng Qi on the back to stop someone from continuing to speak.
Meng Qi didn't notice at all, and emphasized with a serious expression: "Those things are really valuable. According to the treatment of the national teacher, they use high-quality silver charcoal, and the ice also has dozens of pounds. Da Dui, you have to go out to buy ice and charcoal, if you have little to raise, or if you are alone like me, wouldn’t there be another way to exchange money!”
"You are so short of money, and Li Yuanze didn't take the opportunity to show mercy?" Mo Li asked suspiciously, just now he heard Prince Qi Chao say that the rewards Meng Qi received back then were relatively common and nothing rare.
"Shi, he gave gold and silver, although not much, but every time." Meng Qi spread his hands and said, "Maybe in the eyes of the prince, these things are the most worthless as rewards, they are too ordinary to be seen at all. ."
"… "
Mo Li was speechless, and after a long while he said: "And every time you get it, you will spend it immediately?"
"Yeah, gold and silver are neither warm nor edible. What's the use of putting them on display." Meng Qi said eloquently, "It's better to buy things and keep them at home, of course, hide some of them."
Mo Li began to suspect that this was not a natural attack of gerbils, but that the Taijing dragon veins were influenced by humans. Shangyun Mountain had no shortage of imperial mausoleums, each of which was dug deep and piled full.
"Officials have always bought land and land, why haven't you?"
"What's the use of those I want, Taijing... Shangyun Mountain..."
Meng Qi waved his hand vaguely, looking dismissive.
"Doctor, let me think about it again, where is the money? I remember the four gates of the imperial city, and I hid money behind the plaques on each of them. With the money, we don't have to rob Liu Qianbao, we can Buy a big house with a yard in Taijing, and buy a big water tank..."
Mo Li felt his hands itching even more.
At this moment, there was a slight movement behind them.
"… money, I have money."
The second prince didn't open his eyes, he was still dizzy and couldn't move.
Meng Qi looked at Mo Li suspiciously, and the latter said in surprise: "Although there is no sleeping point, but according to the strength, he should be in a coma for more than two hours, and it has not arrived yet."
It's too soon to wake up.
Mo Li walked over to count the pulse, and then frowned.
Because the second prince looked at Kong Wu's strength, his physique was good, and he had a bit of self-defense ability. He was not injured in Wanhe Palace and in Chunhua Palace, where Meng Qi and Qingwu ancestors fought to the top, so Mo Li did not give him a pulse.
As a result, looking at it now, the meridians in the second prince's body are in a mess, and there are several weak auras rampaging.
"Does it hurt here?"
Mo Li pressed the second prince's right arm and then his shoulder.
The second prince trembled in pain, and was about to scream when he opened his mouth.
Naturally, Mo Li would not let him attract the attention of the Imperial Guards, so he reached out and tapped the dumb point, only to find that the second prince was holding back—he bit the edge of the bed in one bite.
"Let go, I can't cure my broken 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 the Qi Dynasty.
It was wrapped in Hemerocallis paper, and in the same bag were plums and other preserved fruits, both sweet and salty.
Ink carp: "… "
Longmai's teeth should not be damaged by eating preserved fruit! It's just like not breaking an arm or a lame leg, it's good to change it anyway.
"There are guards outside, don't make a sound." Mo Li finished speaking and untied the second prince's dumb hole.
The second prince did not shout, he closed his eyes and continued to gasp.
"The back waist, legs, soles, forehead... These places will also have a dull pain, so you can't touch it with force, right?" Mo Li asked directly instead of pressing it with his hands.
The second prince nodded slowly.
"Is there a problem with the meridians?" Meng Qi thought for a moment and knew what the problem was.
Internal skills go wrong, or go crazy.
"But he doesn't know martial arts." Meng Qi asked suspiciously.
"He ate the tonic pills made of spirit medicine, and it was very messy." Mo Li didn't wait for Meng Qi to frown, and said, "His body looks strong, but in fact, it has been destroyed in a mess. In the body, it is in conflict with other medicinal powers. If you don’t want to resolve these spiritual qi and clear the meridians, your lifespan 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, and her eyes became complicated.
The prince will have a good life in a few days, and the second prince will have a good life in a few years. Is that what it means!
"I remember... We entered the palace this time to kill the ancestor of Qingwu, and then find an opportunity to beat the emperor. How did we become a doctor to treat the prince of the Qi Dynasty in turn?" Meng Qi said through voice transmission.
Mo Li glanced at him, thinking that these two are intractable diseases, which caused more trouble to the doctor.
The second prince over there heard Mo Li's words that his lifespan was not long, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and he was a little anxious when he panted, then he slowly relaxed, and said laboriously: "I have money... I heard Daochang Zhao say, are you? The former national teacher. Help me kill the emperor, and all the money on my body is yours."
Meng Qi was silent for a while, but still broke him.
"As far as I know, you have left the palace only a handful of times since you were born. You have been trapped in this imperial city all your life. Lu Zhang will neither give you power nor give you too much money. It costs money, the prince has to support private soldiers, and there is no extra money for you. If you have a lot of money to hire assassins, there are killer organizations in the arena. As long as there is enough money, they are willing to go and have no return tasks... But You didn't do this, and it is impossible to find two decent assassins with the Qingwu ancestor of the Tibetan Wind View, so I definitely say that you have no money."
The second prince said angrily, "I have one hundred taels of silver."
"It's only one hundred taels." Meng Qi put his hands behind his hands and looked disdainful.
No money is the second, and it is so easy to be lied to, such a person still wants to rebel
"One hundred taels of silver is enough to buy a three-entry house in Taijing." The second prince emphasized through gritted teeth.
"what?"
Meng Guoshi's supernatural temperament disappeared in an instant, and he asked in shock, "It's actually a hundred taels now? During the Chu Dynasty, when Taijing was at its most prosperous, a three-entry house was only seventy taels of silver!"
Doctor Mo was just wondering if this point was a bit wrong, but he heard the second prince sneer.
"You also said that it was the prosperous era of the Chu Dynasty, the world was peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Although there is a saying that living in Kyoto is not easy, but you can live without Taijing, and the price of rice at that time was much lower than now, and the price of rice was much lower than it is now. Low prices mean low prices, and one ounce of silver can buy a lot more things than now. Although the world is ruled by a river and the world is in turmoil, Taijing is still safer than other places, and houses are 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 palace for a long time, is better than the hands of women, and knows nothing about the government and politics knows this.
Or Mo Li revealed the truth in one sentence.
"You know so much about Taijing's house and want to buy it?"
"I don't want to, I just want to know... I want to know how much the people spend a year." The second prince's voice was getting lower and lower. In fact, he was thinking about leaving the palace and how much money he would need to survive.
Taijing will not work, it is dangerous and expensive.
Why did the courtiers return to their hometowns in the past, one is that the fallen leaves return to their roots, and the other is that the land and real estate are all in their ancestral home, and the house in Taijing cannot be bought or lived. The mansions of high-ranking officials were given by the imperial court, and they had to be taken back when they were no longer officials, while the lesser officials had to lease the house.
Mo Li weakly pinched his brows, turned his head and asked the second prince, "What's wrong with your illness? Why are you taking so many tonics?"
The second prince looked strange, and after a long while he said, "It was given."
"Lu Zhang?"
"That's right." The second prince had no reaction to Mo Li's behavior of calling the emperor by his first name. He said coldly, "Although my father does not concoct alchemy, he likes to order imperial physicians to make medicines. All kinds of tonics are said to be very beneficial to the body. When this medicine is made, there must be someone who will try it. The precious medicinal material is 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and 1,000-year-old ginseng. Naturally, the one who has received the gift is the servant around him, and his son. Once you take the pill, you have to eat it on the spot. Next, don't leave for a while to see if the medicine is harmful. The emperor took the medicine, and naturally a doctor will slowly adjust it according to the prescription, what do I have?"
Mo Li was stunned, not knowing what to say for a while.
Out of anger, only dazed.
How can there be such a father in the world? Can a man become like this
"One hundred taels of silver, kill him, this king asks the emperor to make you a national teacher, you can enter the palace without bowing, but you can wear a sword, and you can take a horse and a sedan chair when you enter the palace..."
The second prince racked his brains thinking about the highest treatment for Corporal Li Xian.
Meng Qisai gave him a pack of dried plums and said casually, "Actually, I met your imperial brother just now, and he's much better than you."
"What?" The second prince froze.
"Your brother said that if you kill your father, you can make me the emperor." Meng Qi looked at him playfully.
The second prince was stunned and said instinctively, "No way!"
"Why not?"
In Meng Qi's eyes, the second prince is no different from a child. It's fun to tease him. With the doctor's disapproving gaze, he continued, "The prince is much more generous than you."
"But… "
The second prince suddenly stopped, he thought that the prince would not live long.
After struggling again and again, the second prince reluctantly said, "Then according to what the emperor said, I will add another hundred taels."
Ink carp: "… "
No, isn't it ridiculous to put the throne together with one hundred taels
With the throne, still one hundred taels? ! What is the calculation method of bonus fee
The author has something to say:
Meng Guoshi said quietly: The crown prince said to the throne, you will pay one hundred taels
The second prince was stunned: the emperor is really the emperor, I dare not think of it, it's amazing
Ink carp:…
Mo Li: I think the focus of these two people is wrong, teacher, I have a headache.
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Meng Guoshi: Sell charcoal in winter and sell ice in summer