When the sixth prince received the news and rushed to the palace, it was already the time to hold the lantern.
Rao was the servant who repeatedly urged him to carry the sedan chair, and after stepping into the Tai Chi Gate to get off the sedan chair, he was even more windy, but he was still a step late, and was ruthlessly stopped outside the palace of Emperor Yongchen.
"Where did the doctor come from? What formula? Why is it so easy for the eldest brother to use it?" The sixth prince was furious, like a fighting cock.
The inner servant was trembling and did not dare to answer, when a sneer came from behind him.
The sixth prince turned around immediately, as if he had found his target, and poured out his anger towards Lu Min.
"This is your idea!" The sixth prince felt that Lu Min was extremely cunning. He first plotted to win the favor of the eldest brother, and then made a gesture of giving up the throne. What kind of dark guard can't see the light and hide behind others from now on? A word from the eldest brother.
The vitriol of the sixth prince was only restrained in front of the courtiers, and now he naturally released it unreservedly towards Lu Min.
"Can you do less whimsical things? Your success is more than failure, and our tossing is not enough?"
To the surprise of the sixth prince, Lu Min didn't retort, just sneered.
Coupled with Lu Min's face-covering mask, it was indescribably weird.
This made the sixth prince very stunned. He always looked down on the second and third, and felt that these two brothers could not be alone at all, and they were mud that could not support the wall. Taking a step back, he can even accept the third child to inherit the throne, and he doesn't like seeing Lu Min, because people who don't do things are better than people who are blind.
But when Lu Min stood in front of him, the sixth prince suddenly felt strange.
The grumpy man seemed to disappear.
Things seemed to be turned upside down, the irritable person became the sixth prince, and the sneered person was Lu Min, and the scene instantly became funny.
The sixth prince took a deep breath and looked left and right, and sure enough, he found the silent third child in the corner.
And an unexpected person.
"you… "
Meng Qi is back, does that mean that the ink carp has also appeared
The sixth prince's expression changed suddenly, and he noticed the atmosphere inside and outside the palace. The maids in the palace acted in an orderly manner. Although her expression was nervous, she was more joyful. This was a very obvious change. The situation is getting worse and worse, and recently it has often fallen into a drowsiness, and these palace people are becoming more and more anxious.
- No matter who succeeds the emperor, it is impossible to use them again. The best outcome is to guard the mausoleum for the previous emperor.
Not to mention those who are loyal to Emperor Yongchen like Yu Lan and Director Chen. They may not know where the Qi Dynasty and the whole world will go, but they know that none of the current princes in the Qi Dynasty can take on the important responsibility, Emperor Yongchen. If he died, he would not be able to close his eyes even if he died.
How difficult is it to fight with God.
The imperial doctor was helpless, and everyone knew that that day was approaching.
As if a sharp blade was about to fall from the top of his head, no matter how hard he forced himself, the panic would gradually spread.
Now that kind of desperate Shen Mu has disappeared, the sixth prince asked himself that he couldn't achieve this effect in a short time by doing anything. He couldn't do it, and neither could the second child and the third child. Now he saw Meng Qi, holding one in his hand. Scroll sat in front of the desk, out of tune with the busy or nervous crowd around him.
Fragrant tea rolls, melon and fruit pastries.
There are a few things that are rarely seen in tributes, and this treatment is not trivial.
Meng Qi's leisurely state, the silence of the third prince, Lu Min, Lu Min's sarcastic state with his arms crossed... All of them showed that he was making a joke. The sixth prince gritted his teeth, held his face and found a chair to sit down. If he wants to wait here, he must believe in the ability of Mo Li's wonderful hand to rejuvenate.
The sound of dripping water, the rubbing of clothes hurried by the palace attendants, the wind blowing through the copper bells hanging from the palace’s heavy eaves…
The night was dark, there was no moonlight, and no stars could be seen. The cold wind whistled around the open space in front of the hall, swept over the roof ridge, and made a strange sound of broken pieces.
The sixth prince thought that the night would be extraordinarily long, tortured and tormented, but in fact he was just staring out of the dark window, his mind was empty and he didn't think about anything. There are many things he values, but once the most important things are lost, even he himself does not know what he will become.
But who can stand against destiny
The chill gradually climbed up along the calf, Lu Xi's hands and feet were cold, just when he was about to lose consciousness completely, there were whispers and footsteps in the bedroom.
The sixth prince raised his head sharply, his eyes turning white for a while.
Immediately, he discovered that this was not the dizziness caused by his long sitting, but that the interior of the hall gradually became brighter.
The sky outside the window was white with fish belly. It seemed that due to the shroud of dark clouds, the morning light could not appear in time, but the bright light accumulated to a certain extent and finally broke through all obstacles and entered the temple strongly.
As if in an instant, the dark night receded like a tide, and the radiance spread everywhere as far as the eye could see.
The temple door opened.
None of the people who were sitting with numb limbs were able to rob Meng Qi, how could they compare to Meng Guoshi in terms of speed
Meng Qi quasi-precisely supported a black carp that was dazzled by the sudden sunlight.
Seeing Meng Qi's relaxed smile and the nervous eyes of the others, Mo Li didn't say anything, just nodded.
"call."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the movement was so big that they were startled.
The sixth prince's legs were weak, and he fell back on the chair in an embarrassed manner.
Mo Li had already handed over the prescription to Director Chen, and he told Yu Lan in the hall that she was forbidden to act in the past few days, and she would also abstain from being overjoyed and angry after that, because this was a trick to prolong her life, not a real recovery. , the disease is still there.
Lu Min hurriedly entered the palace gate, and the third and sixth princes were not far behind.
They didn't dare to disturb their brother, they just planned to take a look from a distance and ask again.
Yan Cen was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and there was a strange blush.
Yan Cen had just finished drinking a bowl of ginseng soup that nourished Qi. He grabbed the robe that was hurriedly draped outside with his left hand. In order to instill his inner strength, he had to take off his cloak and expose his deformed limbs, which made Emperor Yongchen wake up. It was very abrupt, and he saw everything directly, which made him extremely embarrassed.
But those eyes were like the warm sun melting the spring snow.
The pale and weak arm obviously had no strength, but when Xu Xu held Yan Cen's right hand, it was difficult to break free.
It's not like the elder brother sees the younger brother who has never met, but holds something that has been lost.
"Yan Cen..."
The weak and low voice was like a hammer hitting the rock and ice.
Yan Cen retreated in embarrassment, but did not dare to make a sound, so he was in a dilemma.
At this time, the three princes entered the door, Yan Cen turned his head quickly when he heard the sound, and then the hall was dead silent.
"… "
Lu Min suddenly realized that he had the upper hand. He folded his arms and said to the two younger brothers who were not pleasing to the eye: "This is the second son of Queen Ning. You have heard that Meng Guoshi said that he is very skilled in martial arts."
Brother of the same father and mother!
More than just looking alike! You can't beat it!
"Doctor Mo came back to treat the eldest brother this time, and he also borrowed this help." Lu Min was not afraid that the world would not be in chaos, he coughed lightly, and directly stated his purpose, "Let's form an alliance!"
One can't resist, three team up!
The sixth prince's face was suddenly blue and white, and the third prince was silent.
Rather than forming an alliance, they want to win over this powerful outsider.
The helpless look on Shang Lu's hand after he let go of his hand and Yan Cen's eyes first became dazed and then became sharp and exploratory. The emperor has taken care of them for many years, but he owes his real younger brother, he will never be able to fight!
In the outer hall, Mo Li had to drag Meng Qi, who wanted to watch the fun, away.
"why are you laughing?"
"...Of course it's Xiao Gongjun."
Mo Li was confused, what does this have to do with the commander of Jinyiwei
Meng Qi put his hands behind his back, facing the clear morning light, glanced at the civet cat Ahu on the roof of the bedroom, and snorted from the bottom of his throat: "I heard that Emperor Yongchen thought he would not live long, and deliberately entrusted this raccoon slave to Gong Jun, Gong Jun tried his best to send Yan Cen back and make a last wish to Emperor Yongchen, so that he would sell well and get a cat."
Now it is empty for both people and cats!
Gong Jun had no idea that Yan Cen could extend Emperor Yongchen's life.
For the first time, Meng Qi saw Li Nu so pleasing to the eye, seeing his arrogance and contempt.
Traveling all over the world, you can't even try to find a second similar cat. Gong Jun wants this cat and is delusional!
Taijing Longmai felt that the sky was high and the clouds were wide, and the air was refreshed, so he was about to go out of his body and make a circle in the sky.
"I'm going to Shangyun Mountain to find some good medicinal herbs." Meng Qi paced the trail in high spirits.
Mo Li frowned, bewildered: "Although Yan Cen is weak in strength, his foundation is still there, he can recover his power in half a month, and he doesn't need to eat any treasures from heaven and earth, while Emperor Yongchen is not able to make up for his deficiency, and use spiritual medicines. There is no warm jade that is effective, why go to find it?"
"Bring it back to Qimao Mountain."
"I have elixir at home... eh?"
Mo Li snapped back to his senses, watching Meng Qi count his belongings solemnly.
"On the nineteenth peak of Yunshan Mountain, I have hidden all the medicinal herbs that gave birth to spirituality. I just folded a piece of rhizome, which will not hurt the root. I can pick up eight boxes. I think a carriage is just right. Ah Li can also buy some in the capital. Cloth and satin, rice sauce, wine vinegar... By the way, the fraud case in the scientific research should be closed. Mr. Xun Jinshui will make two more silver needles, and also take some landscape pictures collected in the palace, and then there are ancient books... Mr. Qin likes it What kind of material is Ruyi, jade? Agarwood is a bit difficult to handle, you have to look for it in Shangyun Mountain, and then find a court craftsman to make it, as for the wild geese, etc., we will talk about it when we arrive in Pingzhou."
Mo Li looked at Meng Qi's posture, and felt absurd in his heart.
What, it sounds like a dowry gift
"Cough." Mo Li interrupted Meng Qi's words and reminded, "Brother Meng still remember, I have a junior brother named Tang Xiaotang."
Meng Qi's eyes lit up, yes, junior brother is good, there are people who help to hold back the angry old Mr. Qin.
Mo Li slowly continued: "I'm still in the prime of life, I want to go out this time and want me to bring some clay figurines back to play with him."
"… "
How can we bring the vivid clay figurines from the Taijing market back to Pingzhou without cracking or out of shape
Not to mention the sugar man, it is estimated that it will be broken before it reaches Yongzhou.
"Compared to the teacher, I think Xue Lingjun may be more difficult to speak." Mo Li sighed while rubbing his brows.
Eighty-seven-year-old Meng Guoshi was silent.
Why didn't he notice that Director Xue when he was in court? There is no friendship, and the legacy is so far!