Meng Qi silently pushed the box to the doctor.
The two did not speak any more, and finished the stew and a few pieces of pastry separately.
The sun was shining, the breeze was blowing on the roof ridge, and the sleeves of the jacket were rolled up.
It is a pity that it is not Taijing in the past, there is no spring flowers and autumn moon to accompany, the market is prosperous, and it is not leisurely to laugh side by side and watch the world.
"Ugh."
Meng Qi sighed, the food in this restaurant is very good.
To cook delicious dishes, you must be willing to use oil for seasoning. Meng Qi estimated that the price of this box would not be low, at least half of the price of ordinary restaurants, and the ink carp was bought at double the price. It was a bit uncomfortable to stack up like this.
After all, the money in Mo Li's hands was earned through hard work.
It's time to find a way to get some money, the national teacher thought deeply.
The ink carp slowly ate the last piece of sesame cake, keeping his eyes on the patrolling soldiers and horses in front of him.
Since Meng Qi came, he has always been in such a thoughtful state.
"Brother Meng, I feel that everything in Ningtai City is like a chessboard full of stones, and there is no place to intervene."
If there were no accidents, A Furong would have been destroyed.
King Ning died violently, the official family was firmly guarded in the mansion, and there was no existence in the palace that could threaten this plan. Mo Li had been keenly aware that everything was slowly pushing towards the ending Qiu thought: With the name of Chu, win over people's hearts, and raise troops to compete for the world.
At this time, unless you directly lift the chessboard and use force to intervene, it will be Qiu Si's chain strategy to control the situation.
Mo Li didn't have the heart to slowly investigate the ambitious clan in Ningtai City, and he didn't want to support the other descendants of King Ning to fight against Qiu Si, not to mention that these methods take time, these things are not in line with Mo Li's temperament, want to break the situation quickly, easier said than done
Qiu Si is not afraid of death, and is even willing to die. Killing him is useless and may have the opposite effect.
"We met Jianghu people who believed in Qiu Si, met Cheng Jingchuan, and met the king of the small county..." Mo Li thought about it, and said word by word, "But apart from Yuan Ting, the latter two people It always makes me wonder."
Seeing it is the same as not seeing it, there seems to be a vague impression in the mind, but it surfaced.
—Cheng Jingchuan, who has great ambitions but always fails, gets no chance, and has no other way to go.
—Does not want to be a puppet, is a little clever, doesn’t like reading books and wants to be a general.
Mo Li frowned, he didn't know what was wrong, but he could feel a subtle violation.
Could this be the doctor's instinct
"Ha ha."
Meng Qi suddenly smiled and laughed very happily.
Mo Li looked at him blankly, Meng Qi accepted it when he saw it, and said with a smile, "As expected, it is very difficult to deceive the doctor, especially pretending to be mad and foolish in front of the doctor."
"Cheat?" Mo Li said in surprise, "Qiu Si is really not normal, his eyes are not right..."
Meng Qi waved his hands casually and said: "He is indeed crazy, but a lunatic can pretend to be even more crazy. Especially when his behavior is incomprehensible and there is no reason for it, it can only be attributed to him being a lunatic. , thereby disguising his true purpose."
Mo Li once again felt that there is a gap between the dragon veins and the dragon veins. This kind of twists and turns he can't deal with, and he can't even think about it.
"Qiu Si has been pushing Cheng Jingchuan in front of us." Mo Li said about his encounter with Qiu Si in the fire, and asked in puzzlement, "He's not afraid of our suspicions, it's very obvious, I really don't understand. ."
It was difficult to keep up with the madman's train of thought, but now Meng Qi actually said that the madman is still consciously confounding the public? Mo Li felt that he might need to go to the pharmacy below to buy a refreshing sachet.
At this time, the number of soldiers and horses patrolling the city increased, and a person who looked like a commander was looking around. Meng Qi promptly dragged the Mo Li with his back to the street, and the two lay side by side on the roof ridge, very close to each other. Meng Qi winked at Mo Li, and then pressed his finger on his lips and whispered, "Don't wait. verb: move."
The sound of the horse's hooves gradually faded away, but Meng Qi still couldn't get up. He pressed Mo Li's shoulders and joked, "Have enough to eat and drink, and lie down for a while."
Ink carp: "… "
No, fish have no preference for sun exposure.
Still the summer sun!
Mo Li broke free with his backhand, and involuntarily pulled Meng Qi up who was lying on the roof, and said expressionlessly, "You have just finished eating, so don't lie down."
Not good for the gut.
Meng Qi hesitated, but in fact, gerbils have been doing this for hundreds of years, and they are comfortable for nothing else.
Even now, there is still a doctor to accompany, but because of the "doctor's company", the right to sunbathe comfortably after being full is gone.
In the face of Mo Li's scrutiny that seemed to ask about the "history of evil habits", Meng Qi coughed dryly and said in time, "The doctor mentioned Qiu Si's intention just now, but we don't need to bother to guess what the madman is thinking. He dares to push people away. Come here, I'm not afraid that Cheng Jingchuan will go against the water, but I can only be sure of two points... We can never trust Cheng Jingchuan, or Cheng Jingchuan will never go with us. "
Mo Li nodded, he just couldn't understand this.
Meng Qi brushed off his sleeves and turned his head sideways: "I was thinking at first, can Qiu Si be relieved by relying on A Furong to stir up discord? The wise man of ancient times can conquer thousands of miles away, and he can calculate people's hearts, Qiu Si can really count our minds?"
"No, he can't." Mo Li knew one thing, and suddenly said, "He only knows Cheng Jingchuan."
So Cheng Jingchuan willingly followed Qiu Si, and Cheng Jingchuan was not like what he said, but just wanted a place to show his ambitions.
Mo Li was a little disappointed, and Meng Qi quickly comforted: "It doesn't have to be so, Cheng Jingchuan's ambition should be true, at least he did think so in his early years, but he just hid his current thoughts. Unbearable thoughts, this is nothing unusual."
Mo Li shook his head and whispered, "He didn't lie to you."
But he deceived his eyes.
"It's not like that. Cheng Jingchuan is not false, and his words are true, so he can't be deceived. I can discover this secret, and I would also like to thank Ah Li for saying 'why not replace it'." Meng Qi said earlier He was used to pretending to be an old man, he wanted to stroke his beard and sigh, but when he felt empty, he could only withdraw his hand, and said casually, "I saw many heroes and heroes in the last years of the Chen Dynasty, Cheng Jingchuan has ambitions, and it is his ambition to become an emperor. , A person who wants to be an emperor will not talk about his own ideas, and in troubled times, the sooner he becomes king, the better."
Whoever wants to be king is the target of the arrow.
Therefore, Cheng Jingchuan will never stand up and say that he wants to replace him, nor will he leave with Meng Qi and the two. He will take over what Qiu Si left him, because the great situation of Ningtai City is his realization of his ambitions and ambitions. the first step.
Qiu Si's "conquering" Cheng Jingchuan did not rely on kindness or interests, but on everything he contributed to the decades of dormancy in the south of the Yangtze River.
Even if Qiu Si is a lunatic, other than this place, although the world is big, there is no better one, so Cheng Jingchuan can only endure it.
"He's waiting for the day Qiu Si dies?" Mo Li asked hesitantly.
"In a certain way, yes." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Meng Qi's lips, and continued to guide Mo Li, "For a stupid person, he might kill Qiu Si in a hurry to move himself. Cheng Jingchuan is not stupid, and he should not be such a person who repays revenge."
Mo Li couldn't help but ask: "How do you know?"
Observing the human nature is a science, and no one can guarantee that he will not go wrong.
Meng Qi smiled knowingly: "I didn't see it, it was Qiu Si who told us."
"Um?"
Mo Li was stunned for a moment, and went through Qiu Si's words and deeds very quickly in his mind.
Meng Qi guessed that a gentleman like Mo Li would not be able to understand it for a while without understanding the meridian of political struggle.
"The relationship between heirs and those in power is very complicated. Especially like Qiu Si and Cheng Jingchuan, it is not easy to apply the relationship between the emperor and the prince, or the relationship between Zaifu and the successor. They are not related by blood, and they are not considered masters and students. They don't even have extra feelings, they just need each other. Fuchu is their banner, but these two people may not care about the Chu Dynasty, only their own ambitions and intentions. Qiu Si is old and he needs an heir, but he is a lunatic and thinks It's not easy being the heir."
Ordinary people want to take a position, but they have to go through a test.
What Cheng Jingchuan has to experience may be the difficulty level of endless purgatory.
In addition to knowledge, talent, vision, perseverance, etc., he will also face countless temptations. He has no shortage of beauty, money, power, and desire. He also has to solve the various dilemmas that Qiu Si personally laid for him, such as burning A Furong. Si kept causing trouble for Cheng Jingchuan, forcing him to crack, forcing him to win the trust of others under extremely unfavorable circumstances, and forcing him to take advantage of the power to survive adversity.
Qiu Si is not a persuasive teacher. He will not help solve any troubles after Cheng Jingchuan falls, and will only stand by and watch.
- Useless heir, don't bother.
Mo Li finally figured out the connection here, but he still doesn't understand:
"Now Qiu Si doesn't care about life and death, which shows that he is very satisfied with this heir. Why did he cause trouble to Cheng Jingchuan? Cheng Jingchuan will not leave."
Meng Qi was idle, tapping the tiles with his fingers to distinguish the sound, and smiled: "As I said before, if Cheng Jingchuan has any thoughts of killing Qiu Si, or has this intention. , I think he may not live today. Before he became a climate, Qiu Si had many ways to kill him, but now Qiu Si can't kill him, not only that Cheng Jingchuan is not the same as before, but He couldn't have found a better heir to carry out this ambition after his death."
The ink carp couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
Before pressing it, a hand stretched out from behind to do it.
The technique is neither light nor heavy, it is very comfortable.
The ink carp froze, mainly because it was like someone rubbing his sore waist when he fell into Pengze Lake that day.
As soon as he stepped aside, Mo Li said uncomfortably, "According to this, Cheng Jingchuan has the upper hand now, and he can deal with Qiu Si."
"It's difficult." Meng Qi sighed, not knowing whether he was sorry because of the meaning in his words, or Mo Li's avoidance, "Qiu Si is not an ordinary lunatic after all, it is not worthwhile for him, Cheng Jingchuan is not stupid, Besides—"
"What?" Mo Li asked.
"These are my guesses. If Cheng Jingchuan is a very far-sighted and intelligent person, he will not listen to anyone's provocation, because he can see Qiu Si's ability. As long as Qiu Si does not completely lose his mind, then Qiu Si will live a day. , Cheng Jingchuan will be able to learn for a day." Meng Qi thought thoughtfully, and said to Mo Li, "Such a person, even if he was born in the late Chen Dynasty when there were so many heroes, would not be overshadowed."
Mo Liwei could not have imagined that Cheng Jingchuan was such a person. When he saw him scolding Xiaojun Wang before, he was obviously very casual. Could it be that he was pretending
and many more-
"You said that pretending to be crazy and selling stupid, since the person who pretended to be more crazy is Qiu Si, it shouldn't be Cheng Jingchuan who is selling stupid, could it be the little prince?"
"Well, it's hard to say." Meng Qi snorted and blinked, "Perhaps this kid really wants to be a general?"
When Mo Li heard Meng Qi say this, there was still something he didn't understand.
Looking at it from another angle, the little prince, who was watched and forced to study without freedom, knew that 80% of the time he wanted to be a puppet. This little prince deserved to be picked by Qiu Sicheng and Jingchuan. He had a very bright mind and knew that puppets had no good end since ancient times. , did not dare to appear too smart, and simply shouted to be a general, or a general in an expedition to the Western Regions.
In short, he has no interest in the Central Plains or imperial power.
To seek a life under the eyes of the old fox, the big fox, is impossible without cultivating into a little fox.
Mo Li's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help laughing, what little fox, clearly like a quack duck.
"Why is the doctor laughing?"
"It's nothing." Mo Li slowed his voice and shook his head, "I'm thinking, will the little prince really go to the Western Regions. If he is not stupid and lacks sufficient skills, he will know that he is not Cheng Jingchuan's opponent in the future. To save lives, lies can only become truth.”
Meng Qi didn't expect this, and after thinking for a moment, he had to agree: "It's true."
In this city of Ningtai, various forces belonging to Qiu Si's hands quickly began to integrate after the death of King Ning.
Some people are very ambitious, some people are ambitious, and some people can't help themselves.
"I went to Jixianfang and took a trip to the city patrol yamen, plus the guards last night, finally found the key."
Meng Qi sat up and looked at the soldiers and horses below and said solemnly, "Qiu Sijian is on the sidelines, he is not controlling the nobles of the aristocratic clan, but the small officials of various yamen, Ning Tai's corruption has become Qiu Si's help. "
These people who really run errands and even have no grades are the real trump cards in Qiu Si's hands.
They have no vision, no remarkable talent, they can only do their own thing well, and that's enough.
Without these petty officials, the powerful became deaf and mute, and the private soldiers they raised were either locked up in the mansion or scattered.
In a place where the government is corrupt, what Zhengyin officials call noble is laziness who ignores everything, and they are not interested in anything other than fighting and seizing power. Small officials and officials, they are just looking at people's faces, trying to get a little benefit. The wind blows the running dogs on both sides, and suddenly one day the well-bred dogs bite people back, and even the powerful can't react.
"And these officers and soldiers, they may not know who Qiu Si is at all, they just follow orders." Mo Li watched the soldiers and horses patrolling the city for a long time.
They should have a convincing Shangguan, who treats them with kindness and power on weekdays, earns their respect, and is very capable. So at this time, they subconsciously obeyed Shangguan's orders. Anyway, it's not a plot to usurp the throne, it's just to maintain the tranquility of the city and catch some dignitaries who want to take the opportunity to cause chaos.
"This is the reason why the doctor feels that it is impossible to start, this game is actually over in Ning Tai.
"If the Autumn Pavilion Master doesn't come back, it will be too late."