When Meng Qi came, the fire had been brought under control and was gradually extinguished.
The Praetorian Guards and the servants were covered in mud, and their faces were black and gray, as if they were beggar chickens wrapped in lotus leaf mud and ready to be roasted.
"… "
Looking at this group of "beggar chickens", Meng Qi suspected that he was too hungry.
When was the last meal
After he became a gerbil, he seemed to have eaten two whole days of snacks without a piece of meat.
Meng Qi looked sideways, thinking about the direction of the imperial kitchen.
The palace is so chaotic, there is no hope for hot rice and soup, and there are always a few plates of pastries! How much better would the craftsmanship of the royal kitchen of Ningwang Palace be than that of a small town pastry shop? Meng Qi was lost in thought.
"What sound?" Mo Li turned his head sharply.
"… stepped on a branch."
As if nothing had happened, Meng Qi kicked the rubble at his feet to the side.
-Who's stomach growling? Why does Longmai's stomach growl? !
"By the way, who is this person?" Meng Qi, who was eager to change the subject, naturally set his eyes on the young man who was rushing to be supported by many people.
The young man was so annoyed that he couldn't exert any strength in pain, and a group of people came to make trouble. He wanted to make him hurt even more.
"Stop it all, what's going on?" Cheng Jingchuan arrived in time and stopped immediately when he saw the chaos.
Immediately, a guard came over to salute, and the rest of the servants secretly called on Cheng Jingchuan. Obviously, they didn't know who this person was.
The Janissaries are different. They can move freely in the palace tonight. Who would dare not know Cheng Jingchuan
"This, this seems to be Cheng Xiaowei from Ningtai's patrol city yamen! I remember him. I heard that the three county masters met him at Tianshui Temple and wanted to marry him!"
"It's nonsense, it's a face! How could the county master marry a captain? But is this the captain Cheng... Tsk tsk, it really is a talent."
At the corner of the porch of the Imperial Physician's Office, the two inner servants hid tightly and talked freely.
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows, is this an unexpected gain
Mo Li thought deeply, unless King Ning's daughters were born very late, or there were very few daughters, then according to the age and ranking of his sons, the three county masters should be ten years older than Cheng Jingchuan, and the only one who married early. According to this statement of the servant, could it be that the husband was widowed
"The preferences of the three county lords are different from others. Which noble girl doesn't want to marry a famous family, and even if it is bad, she has to find a scholar! The three county lords have shallow eyelids, so she knows to look down..."
"Silence! Look at him now, how can he still look like a little colonel? Why are these janitors obeying his orders?"
"The sky has changed. Commander Wang and Commander Han have not seen any of them. The Imperial Guard seems to be arresting people everywhere in the palace. Under such circumstances, the king of the seventeenth county can even wander here. Guess what?"
The maid took a deep breath, looking at the young man with the wrong look.
It was also a coincidence that the place where they were muttering was not far from where Cheng Jingchuan was standing. Although the noise around him was a little louder, Cheng Jingchuan still heard a few words, and his face sank immediately.
"What's wrong with the little prince?"
When the young man saw Cheng Jingchuan, his expression stiffened, and he tried to stand firm.
As a result, his waist did not live up to his expectations, he couldn't bear the strength, and the pain was so painful that he bared his teeth.
King Ning gave birth to more than twenty sons, forty grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren.
King Ning was lazy in government affairs and didn't teach his sons, but he held a bowl of water very flat. He didn't spoil the younger sons, didn't promote the eldest sons, and didn't even care about the lives of these sons.
The general attitude of oppression and jealousy that old emperors have on growing outstanding sons does not exist in King Ning, because he does not feel old at all, nor does he have outstanding sons.
This makes the "Son of King Ning" less valuable.
A little older, because he was married to an aristocratic family, he often went out to the palace to socialize at banquets, and foreign officials could still recognize him.
Those who are young are troublesome, most of them are cowardly, and some even dare not go out of the palace gate, so that the inner servants can only rely on clothes and accessories to distinguish whether it is the son or grandson of King Ning, and the rest will not work. Can't even say the ranking. In order to avoid offending the nobles, the following people simply called them "Little County Kings".
This is different from what Meng Qi Mo Li guessed at first, and it is also very different from the thoughts of Jianghu people who have no official foundation. Generally, when they hear such a name, they think that they are privately designated as the heir of the heir.
It was originally a title that was not in line with the rules of etiquette, but there were too many things on King Ning's side, such as the palace chariots that were regulated by the emperor, and the official titles that existed simultaneously in the three-province and six-minister system. Since King Ning is the emperor by default, it is already very low-key not to directly call several princes according to the ranking, and it is not out of the ordinary for the prince to have the imperial seal of the prince.
"If I remember correctly, the little prince should still be in Fanting Pavilion right now?" Cheng Jingchuan frowned and asked the guards in a low voice.
Mo Li remembered that the name of the plaque on the pavilion on the island in the heart of the lake was exactly this name. He was not surprised. It turned out that the people on Mr. Qiu's side planned to detain the people he supported on the island
"I escaped halfway!" the boy said angrily.
"Um?"
Cheng Jingchuan had a headache. He didn't think the little prince could run away under the strict guard of their people. He could only say that Mr. Qiu acquiesced in this matter.
"School Cheng... General Cheng doesn't believe it?" The boy screamed in agony as his sprained waist felt a sharp pain just as he straightened his chest.
The ink carp finally couldn't stand it anymore.
Sprains are very common, but sprains caused by excessive force can easily leave hidden dangers if they are not handled properly.
"If I were you, I wouldn't continue to hold on."
"Who?"
The young man was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a person walking slowly over the bushes.
His hair is like frost and snow, and his bearing is extraordinary. Under the reflection of the firelight, he looks like a fairy in a distance, and he is almost wearing a Taoist robe.
The guards wanted to surround them, Cheng Jingchuan hurriedly drank -->>
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"This is the folk genius doctor who was ordered by King Ning to enter the palace." Cheng Jingchuan said very skillfully. Few of his guards were stupid, but most of them were smart. Hearing that, he put away his weapons, but his eyes were still vigilantly fixed on Mo. The carp kept sweeping.
Some people even tried to search around, suspecting that Meng Guoshi was hiding around.
Meng Qi, who had moved to the roof of the Imperial Physician Office a long time ago: "..."
Xiaojun Wang looked left and right, and cleverly caught a strange emotion on Cheng Jingchuan's face.
"This old man is the magic doctor invited by the father to the palace?"
Probably because of the appearance of the ink carp, the little county king immediately laughed and spoke softly and slowly for fear of making a duck sound.
"There is no magic doctor who can make you recover immediately." Mo Li replied nonchalantly.
Xiaojun Wang's face collapsed at once, he waved his hand and let a few guards carry him away.
When the group arrived at the Imperial Physician's Office, the medical officer ran away with only a few people left, trembling and daring not to come forward.
Cheng Jingchuan didn't count on them either.
"The day after tomorrow, I can't carry you to kneel to worship the court." Cheng Jingchuan had a straight face, showing no sign of treating the future king.
The little prince didn't say anything, his eyes were unconvincing.
Meng Qi felt that things became more interesting, so interesting that he almost didn't want to go out of the palace to see Qiu Si's arrangement outside.
Mo Li quickly treated Xiaojun Wang's waist injury, and by the way, he found that the young man had only learned a little martial arts, and he was very clueless.
With the appearance of a genius doctor with a childlike face, the doctor said a few words lightly, and Cheng Jingchuan's expression changed suddenly.
Because the outsiders were all driven away, Cheng Jingchuan was angry on the spot: "His Royal Highness, I have said many times, don't learn boxing from those guards, they are just playing with you."
Xiaojun Wang was also furious, but he didn't let it out. He held his breath and said, "You only know to let me read, keep reading, and don't allow me to go out of the palace or talk to people casually. You are fine, too. Regardless of Mr. Qiu, they all say that I am the only person among my father's princes who can read books and memorize classics. But I don't want to study, I want to be a general! A man is born in the world, and he can't leave a name in the history of the Western Regions, and be like a dead tree and a dead bone. What's the difference?"
Mo Li took a moment to tidy up the silver needle, and looked at the little prince carefully.
Just tall and childish.
Only sixteen years old.
Cheng Jingchuan may have heard a lot of what the king of the small county said, and he refuted it without blinking: "Don't you think that you can become a general if you read a book on military affairs? In the Han Dynasty, the master's father Yan also said that a man should not be born as a five-year-old man. Ding food, death is like cooking with five cauldrons! A sentence of dead wood and bones can be deafening? You need to know that there are people who are willing to cook Chinese food! After reading for many years, I have learned that language is not astonishing to die. Those who know praise your ambition, and those who don’t know want to Please take a look at your brain for this gentleman! Do you really know how far the Western Regions are?"
The little prince was really angry this time, and he screamed in grievance: "Why don't I know, I have seen the map, the Western Regions are not a desert. As for being familiar with the military book... Can I still read the military book? They care about me more than a prisoner. Strict, how to sit, how to stand, what book to read every day, and which page to read. Not to mention "Wei Liao Zi" and "Six Tao", I didn't even find "Sun Tzu's Art of War"!"
Cheng Jingchuan blurted out: "I think so too."
- Those who are familiar with the art of war at least know how to achieve their goals in a roundabout way.
Xiaojun Wang widened his eyes, unable to hide his grievance and anger: "General Cheng, I thought..."
"I thought I was familiar with the art of war and would teach you? Besides, I'm not a general, so you should call me Captain Cheng." Cheng Jingchuan showed a headache.
The little prince lay down and stopped talking. He looked at Cheng Jingchuan pitifully, glanced left and right, and muttered, "Mr. Qiu said some time ago that the people of Xiliang have returned to the country? Is there any hope of returning to the country? Will I have the opportunity to raise troops to crusade them in the future?"
Mo Li didn't lift his eyes, he felt that the little prince was looking at him without a trace.
From the beginning to the present, don't look at the open mouth, it's actually a kind of temptation.
Cheng Jingchuan didn't stop the little prince from talking casually in front of Mo Li, and he "explained" a lot of things. Either the genius doctor was their own, or he was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
"Hey, it's all the fault of the Duke of Jingyuan for destroying Xiliang so thoroughly." Xiaojun Wang rolled his eyes.
Cheng Jingchuan's forehead burst with blue veins, and he endured it and said, "Your Highness must not provoke Wei Chen, and your Highness will not want to know the consequences."
Xiaojun Wang immediately closed his mouth.
"Also, the army of the Chu Dynasty who destroyed the capital of Xiliang, and the one who destroyed the worship of gods and Buddhas in the hearts of people in Xiliang, was the Meng Guoshi of the Chu Dynasty." Cheng Jingchuan suddenly grinned at the young man, and then said blankly, "You don't There are so many things to know."
Xiaojun Wang looked suspicious and watched Cheng Jingchuan and Mo Li leave the house together.
"Huh." Cheng Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief when he came out, shook his head, and bowed to Mo Li, "Use the prestige of the national teacher to intimidate the children, and ask the doctor to make amends on his behalf."
The gerbil who threw away the guard armor and squatted eavesdropping: "..."
Cheng Jingchuan felt that something was wrong, so he glanced up.
- It is impossible for a rabbit to lie on the beam, is it really a raccoon slave
Mo Li had a bad premonition, and Cheng Jingchuan was about to guess Meng Qi's real body if he went on like this.
"Cough, I see the prince of Xiaojun... by nature..." Mo Li said calmly, diverting Cheng Jingchuan's attention.
Cheng Jingchuan said embarrassedly: "The little prince is very curious. With the news I just disclosed, he can spend at least three or five months on it, and he can also give me peace. Although the little prince can't bear his temper, he can't stand it. I knew the severity before, but I probably knew that I didn’t have to pretend to be cowardly in the palace in the future, so today it was a little noisy.”
Mo Li shook his head and said in a low voice, "When he said the words that were far from the Western Regions, he seemed to be sincere."
Cheng Jingchuan sighed: "Compared to other people's stubbornness, great joy, love of sex and money, incompetence and stupidity... The little prince is already outstanding."
Mo Li looked at him and said, "There is no king available, why not replace him?"
Cheng Jingchuan was shocked and pursed his lips.