This night was first a strong wind and then a torrential rain, mixed with the deafening sound of cannons.
The people in the inner city did not dare to sleep, and they waited nervously for news while instructing their family members to strictly guard the door.
In the entire inner city, only the atmosphere in General Liu's mansion is different.
Mo Li entered the bedroom, took off his coat and prepared to meditate, when suddenly his heart moved, he just closed his eyes in a pose, without any real exercise.
After a while, someone came silently beside him.
"doctor?"
Meng Qi called out tentatively.
Mo Li was silent, just about to see what Meng Qi was going to do, when he felt his inner clothes being gently pulled away.
"… "
This method of undressing is quite clever. If the ink carp is an ordinary person and sleeps soundly, it is estimated that it will not be found at all. But Meng Qi knew that such a small action would wake up the ink carp, so why should he do it
- Could it be that you have to wait for yourself to become angry
Mo Li didn't move, he closed his eyes, but he wanted to see how Meng Qi would sing this scene without him.
The hand opened the placket a little, but it stopped. Mo Li waited calmly for Meng Qi to continue making trouble, but as a result, a breath approached infinitely, and the warm breath seemed to be reflected directly on his chest, and Mo Li's body froze in an instant.
This is
He opened his eyes abruptly, and Meng Qi also backed away in time, staring at the ink carp.
"You, what are you doing?"
"If the clothes are torn, they must be repaired." Meng Qi paused and said seriously, "After dawn, the city will be under martial law again. If Liu Dan runs away with someone, where can we find new clothes? Let's mend it. Otherwise the rift will get bigger and bigger."
Mo Li was at a loss for words, before he said, "Then you can't just make up for it!"
The clothes were still on him, and he just came over to sew the needles, what did it look like
Meng Qi said casually: "I called the doctor, but you didn't open your eyes. I think it's considered see no evil..."
"What kind of see-no-evil kind of thing is this?" Mo Li retorted, he looked at the placket, there was a thread on it, the other end of the thread was strung on a needle, and the needle was naturally in someone's hand.
Mo Li felt stiff all over when he thought of Meng Qi's lightly pulling open the front of his shirt and then leaning over to mend it.
It's not just women who sew clothes.
In rural households, almost everyone, regardless of gender, would sew their clothes. It was like cooking over a fire. It was impossible not to marry a wife, to eat hot meals, and to wear tattered clothes forever. On the contrary, in the towns people have extra money, and there are women who do sewing and repairing business outside, so people don't need to do everything by themselves. But for emergencies, every household has a sewing kit.
Meng Qi just found one from Liu's mansion.
At this moment, the ink carp is not disconnected, nor is it possible to let Meng Qi continue to mend it.
"It's not rude if you don't see it."
Meng Qi deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of see no evil, and said casually, "The doctor upholds the way of a gentleman, which I admire in my heart, but I don't think it's rude for the two to be so close, so I'll take a few more glances."
"… "
This can already be regarded as a strong word, and Mo Li can't find anything to refute.
"Otherwise, the doctor took off his clothes first?"
"It doesn't matter, Brother Meng will just make up for his own." Mo Li calmed down, pushed the person out of the door with his backhand, and closed the bedroom door with his inner strength.
It's not embarrassment, but it's too rude to show your chest and belly, no matter who you are.
The exception to the church.
Mo Li took off his clothes, looked at the thread, and shook his head.
He removed the needle and thread, re-inserted the double thread, carefully aligned the fabric at the slit, and then began to run the needle.
As a doctor, he used gut thread a lot, and a martial arts master could make a mistake with his eyesight. It was quick and good to sew clothes, and the stitches were fine and well-proportioned. After the patch is finished, wipe it with your hand, no line can be seen on the surface of the fabric, as if it has not been broken.
Mo Li put on his clothes again, and went out to find that Meng Qi was really sitting by the window with his clothes in his arms.
He walked quickly to Meng Qi's side, looked down, and saw that the broken part was only half repaired, and there was no stitching at all. It could only be said that it was "sewn", and the clothes seemed to be made of a black thread. insect.
Ink carp: "… "
Fortunately, he didn't sew Meng Qi's own clothes.
"Stop." Mo Li said angrily.
Skills don't work, you have to be brave.
Meng Qi looked at Mo Li's clothes and smiled. He put the clothes together with the needle and thread in Mo Li's hands, exposing his chest and wearing only a coat.
Cool wind blows, drizzle falls.
The hair leaning against the window was unavoidably wet from the rain, but it was not much.
Mo Li glanced at Meng Qi strangely.
Without him, I have never seen Mo Li like this before, and the otherworldly person suddenly changed his appearance and looked novel.
But after watching it for a while, Mo Li turned his eyes away, looking at no evil.
Meng Qi was not disappointed, anyway, the doctor still looked at him for a while.
The ink carp's clothes were half repaired, and suddenly the taste came back!
The fat rat scratched his clothes with his claws. In order to cover up his mistake, Meng Qi tore his own clothes by pretending that the material was not good. Now both clothes are torn. Meng Qi is the culprit. ? Does it make sense
How did he get into this pit
Mo Li fell into contemplation for the needle in his hand.
Seeing that the matter was exposed, Meng Qi opened the window and jumped out, running away without a trace.
"Wait, you…"
Mo Li stood up in shock, and then silently swallowed the words "no middle clothes" back in his stomach.
Forget it, make it up.
If Meng Qi really wants to mend clothes, Mo Li still thinks the patching place is an eyesore!
In fact, most men have this kind of craftsmanship. After all, they are not embroiderers, and they don't need any exquisite needlework skills. They just need to mend the clothes so that they can be worn. Meng Qi may have learned it before he joined Li Yuanze in his early years. Later, he became a national teacher. It was impossible for him to sew clothes himself. It is estimated that after Li Yuanze slaughtered the hero, Meng Qi returned to Shangyun Mountain and picked it up again.
Mo Li's mood is complicated, but his subordinates are not slow at all.
Soon a piece of clothing was finished, and the ink carp wound the thread and put it away together with the needle.
He didn't close the window, leaving a gap as usual. When he went back to the bedroom, he thought about whether to practice internal skills or pretend to practice internal skills and wait for Meng Qi to slip back. Suddenly, he saw something exposed under the pillow.
He reached out and touched it, and found that it was Mr. Jin Shui's picture book.
Mo Li was silent for a while at the words, and when he looked up and saw no one around, he calmly opened it.
The original name of the story is "The Story of the Golden Lotus". Those who are evil-minded people will think of the three-inch golden lotus when they see the title of the book, and then think of the beauty of these women. However, this is a deliberate gimmick by the person who sells the book. The truth is This book is talking about the golden lotus fairy in the Jade Pond in the sky, and did not play with the golden lotus feet wearing embroidered shoes at all.
There was an order in the Chu Dynasty that women were not allowed to bind their feet. Although many people quietly violated the order, this stubbornness was not prevalent in Pingzhou, especially in Zhushan County, where the people worked all day, and the family was short of people. Work, where will the daughter be tortured into a maim
Mo Li didn't understand the hint of Jin Lian when he read the title of the book, because many of the books were named Jin Chai Ji Yu Lian Ji or something, so he thought it was a token in the Book of Talents and Beauties, accessories of Jin Lian and the like.
When I opened the book, I found out that it was Fairy Jinlian, which was quite surprising.
Although this golden lotus fairy is extremely beautiful and graceful, she is only one inch tall.
On the full moon day, Fairy Jinlian gets the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore her normal appearance, so she becomes a female fairy who comes and goes without a trace. Today, I had a spring breeze with the prime minister, and then disappeared. Next month, I found Tanhualang again.
The book did not say why this golden lotus fairy came to the world, why she was looking for fun, and just blindly described the happy and happy things that were turned over by the red waves.
Ordinary people will have their blood swelled when they see it, and can't wait to plant a pot of lotus and wait for the full moon night and then the beautiful woman will fall into her arms.
Ink carp: "… "
This sentence was originally written by a flower seller in the capital who paid for a down-to-earth scholar, right
Otherwise, how can you write so clearly about the son's purchase of flowers? Even the details of which street and which shop are there!
Continuing to flip through, the third person who bought flowers was a knight who was wandering around the world, and the fourth one who got flowers was a poor scholar who taught in a library, but he was the owner's flower. , Fairy Jinlian repays her kindness at night.
This... why do you want to take the dead flowers home
Besides, the lotus is kept in the tank, and the scholar who has no strength to hold the chicken can hold a tank? Or pulled the flower out of the water tank with its roots? Doesn't this really make the lotus die faster
If you only bring flowers and roots, but no water tank, where do you keep them at home
Mo Li was full of doubts and jumped the pages of the book. When he saw that the poor scholar put the flowers in the inkstone and filled it with water, he couldn't help rubbing his forehead with his fingers, and then closed the page heavily.
Such absurd words are not worthy of Mr. Jin Shui's good paintings!
Besides, Mr. Jin Shui from Yueguifang sneezed heavily, couldn't help wrapping the quilt tightly, and listened to the movement outside tremblingly. No matter who the rebels were, he just hoped that the capital would return to peace.
"Forget it, go to Fengxing Pavilion another day to settle the account and move to the countryside."
Mr. Jin Shui said to himself, the capital is too dangerous.
***
"Where are the people? Come on!"
Lu Zhang struggled to get up from the bed, he was in pain all over his body, but the imperial doctor only said that it was a skin injury, which made Lu Zhang, who had just woken up, furious, grabbed something and smashed it out.
These days, he is not always lethargic, but occasionally wakes up for a while, and can hear the people around him, but he can't open his eyes. As for the changes in the bedroom, Lu Zhang vaguely noticed that the sweat from the pain would not be wiped off immediately, the servants became more and more absent-minded when feeding medicine, and the concubines who were supposed to take care of the illness did not show up. .
He is not dead yet! How dare these people ignore him
Lu Zhang was so angry that he never thought that because of the order to seal the palace, those concubines would not be able to come.
The Taisukes of Wenyuan Pavilion are not good at bringing up matters related to the concubines, but the third prince simply ignores this matter. The palace people are the best at observing words and expressions. Seeing that the Zaisuke and the third prince are only willing to do superficial work, which one? What is not understood. At the moment, I am so anxious to start looking for a way back and change my backing.
Even people who don't care about the future and have no ambition at all have to worry about whether the emperor will be buried with him after his death.
The Chu Dynasty did not say that he was buried, and there were not many such things in the Chen Dynasty, but the Qi Dynasty had only just started, and whether there was a word from the successor emperor, no one can be sure now.
Even if the new emperor was merciful and did not directly order his burial, it would be a terrible thing to be sent to guard the imperial mausoleum. Whether it's an old maid in his forties or a palace maid who is under 20, he has been trapped there since then, which means that his whole life has come to an end, and there will be no further changes.
Under such heavy pressure, the palace servants were inevitably negligent when serving the unconscious emperor.
In fact, I have done everything that should be done, just not so diligently. Take the candles in the bedroom as an example. The number of candles was the same as before, but no one cut the lanterns in time, which led to the lack of brightness in the palace, which seemed dim at first glance, as if there were fewer people.
"I'm not dead yet!" Lu Zhang was furious.
He called out the names of several personal servants in a row, but no one responded.
When I looked at the imperial doctor again, the person was complete, but the person knelt on the ground but kept glancing outside the hall.
Lu Zhang was so angry that he stepped on the ground with his bare feet, wishing he could kill with a sword.
The palace servants in front of the bed knelt down with a thud and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, calm down, there was artillery outside just now, and they went to check, but... they didn't come back!"
Lu Zhang's expression changed, and he asked subconsciously, "The sound of cannons? Isn't it thunder?"
He did hear a loud noise when he was in a coma, and when he woke up and heard the sound of rain, he thought it was thunder.
The palace people did not dare to answer, and Lu Zhang felt cold in his heart.
The firearms battalion will never act rashly unless it receives the emperor's order. Whether it is betrayal by the firearms battalion or someone mobilizing the firearms battalion under the guise of an order, this is not good news.
"Where's the old three?" Lu Zhang squeezed out a few words between his teeth.
The second prince and the third prince were at odds with the rebellious party and committed disobedience. Afterwards, the third prince pretended not to know, and even sent him to the bedroom together with several ministers.
"Report to Your Majesty, the third prince is also gone." The palace servant shivered.
Lu Zhang suddenly stood up, but Meng Qi's infuriating qi that had deliberately penetrated into his meridians began to stir up again. He screamed in pain and fell on his back.
The palace people dawdled to help, and at this time, the door of the palace was kicked open, and the cold wind poured in.
Lu Zhang was so in pain that he couldn't speak, his eyes widened.
A soft sedan chair was lifted up, and the soft sedan chair was covered on all sides. Only in the warm hall did someone step forward to lift the curtain. The prince was holding the cat and looked at the struggling emperor with a complicated expression.
"you-"
"Royal father's body is ill, so take a good rest."
The prince did not continue to lie in the East Palace, he had to appear here.
Because he wanted to show those who were about to be brought here to see if the emperor was about to die, or him
Although the prince has mastered the situation overnight, many people turn their backs because they believe that the prince's condition has improved. If the prince can't hide the fact that his life is not long, people's hearts will change again.
This is a boat, and no matter when the boat sinks, it must first trick people into getting on board.
The prince calmly calculated how long he could live and what he could do.
- Completely defeat Zhang Xiang's faction and retain Jiang Xiang, who is about to retire.
- The outer court needs to be cleaned, and the inner court cannot let it go. The chief seal of the lijian must be done by a visionary and talented servant.
- Get the sixth prince back and teach him how to sit on the emperor.
He has done everything he can, and there is nothing he can do if the Qi Dynasty dies in the future.
Lu Zhang stared at the prince, as if he was going to tear this son to pieces.
The prince's face was pale, but his spirit was very good, and he only stared at the emperor coldly.
At this time, Jinyiwei came to report, and all the courtiers of Wenyuan Pavilion invited over.
"Nizi, don't even think about writing an imperial edict!"
Lu Zhang gritted his teeth and scolded, the prince raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "I am the prince, and there is no need to pass the imperial edict. Father Emperor Long Yuguitian, this throne is naturally mine, so I don't bother Father Emperor to write."