Aggrieved Fish Sprite

This night was first a strong wind, then a torrential rain, mixed with the deafening sound of artillery.

People in the inner city dared not sleep anymore, and while ordering their family members to strictly guard the door, they nervously waited for the news.

In the whole inner city, probably only the atmosphere in General Liu's Mansion is different.

Mo Li entered the bedroom, took off his coat, and was about to meditate and adjust his breath. Suddenly, his heart moved, he just put on a posture and closed his eyes, and there was no real exercise.

After a while, someone came to his side silently.

"doctor?"

Meng Qi tentatively called out.

Mo Li didn't make a sound, and was about to see what Meng Qi was going to do, when he felt his underwear being gently pulled away.

"..."

This method of undressing is quite ingenious. If Mo Li was an ordinary person and he was sleeping soundly, he probably wouldn't be able to find it at all.But Meng Qi knew that such a small action would wake up the ink carp, so why did he do it?

——Could it be that you want to wait until you become angry from embarrassment?

Mo Li didn't move, and kept his eyes closed. He wanted to see how Meng Qi would sing the scene without him.

The hand slightly opened the skirt of the shirt, and it stopped.Mo Li calmly waited for Meng Qi to continue making trouble, but a breath was infinitely approaching, and the warm breath seemed to be directly reflected on his chest, and Mo Li's body froze for a moment.

This is?

He opened his eyes suddenly, and Meng Qi stepped back in time, staring at the ink carp.

"You, what are you doing?"

"The clothes have to be mended if they are torn." 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 them. Otherwise, the gap will grow wider."

Mo Li was at a loss for words, and said after a while: "Then you can't just make love like this!"

With the clothes still on him, what does it look like just leaning over to sew stitches?

Meng Qi said casually: "I called the doctor, but you didn't open your eyes. When I think about it carefully, this can be regarded as do not see evil..."

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Mo Li retorted, he looked at the skirt, 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.

Thinking of Meng Qi's action of lightly pulling open the skirt of his skirt and then leaning over to mend it just now, Mo Li felt his whole body stiffen.

Women are not the only ones who mend clothes.

In the countryside, almost everyone, regardless of gender, can mend clothes. This is like cooking with a fire. You can’t marry a wife, and you can’t eat hot meals and wear rags forever.On the contrary, in the cities and towns, the households of common people have spare money, and there are women doing mending business outside, so people don't need to do everything by themselves.But for emergencies, every family has a sewing kit.

Just now, Meng Qi just snatched one from the Liu residence.

It doesn't matter if the ink carp is disconnected at the moment, and it doesn't matter if Meng Qi continues to mend it.

"It's not rude if you don't see it."

Meng Qi intentionally misinterpreted the meaning of "do not look at evil," and said unhurriedly, "The doctor upholds the way of a gentleman, and I admire it in my heart, but I don't think it's impolite for the two of you to get so close, so it's okay for me to take a few more glances."

"..."

This can already be regarded as an unreasonable statement, and Mo Li couldn't find anything to refute it.

"Otherwise, the doctor took off his clothes first?"

"It doesn't matter, Brother Meng just needs to make up for yourself." Mo Li collected himself, pushed the man out of the door with his backhand, and at the same time closed the bedroom door with his internal force.

It's not embarrassment, but it's too rude to show your chest and belly, no matter in front of anyone.

The exception is worship.

Mo Li took off his clothes, looked at the end of the thread, and couldn't help shaking his head.

He removed the needle and thread, re-threaded the double-strand thread, and carefully aligned the fabric at the slit before starting to move the needle.

As a doctor, he used catgut a lot, and martial arts masters had good eyesight, so he could sew clothes quickly and well, with fine and well-proportioned stitches.When the mending is finished, wipe it with your hands, and the surface of the fabric can't see the thread at all, as if it has not been broken.

Mo Li put on his clothes again, and when he went out, he found Meng Qi, holding his clothes and sitting obediently by the window sewing.

He walked quickly to Meng Qi's side, looked down, and saw that the broken part was only half patched, there was no stitches at all, it could only be said that it was "sewn", and the clothes seemed to be made up of a black thread insect.

Ink Carp: "..."

Fortunately, he didn't sew his own clothes for Meng Qi.

"Stop." Mo Li said angrily.

Skills are not good enough, but you have to show off your skills.

Meng Qi looked at the clothes on Mo Li's body and smiled, he put the clothes together with the needle and thread into Mo Li's hands, his chest was bared, and he was only wearing a coat.

The cool wind blows and the drizzle falls.

The hair leaning against the window is unavoidably wet by the rain, but it is not much, and it is directly pasted to the corner of the forehead and the brow, like a young man with a sloppy face.

Mo Li glanced at Meng Qi strangely.

Without him, Mo Li has never seen this appearance before, the extraordinary and refined outsider suddenly changed his appearance, looking novel.

But after watching for a while, Mo Li looked away, don't look at evil.

Meng Qi was not disappointed either, at least the doctor watched him for a while.

Mo Li's clothes were half mended, and suddenly he came back!

Fat Rat scratched his clothes with his paws. In order to cover up his mistake, Meng Qi pretended that the material was not good enough and tore his own clothes. Now both clothes are torn. ?Is there any reason?

How did he get into this pit?

Mo Li was lost in thought while staring at the needle in his hand.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Meng Qi jumped out of the window and ran away without a trace.

"Wait, you..."

Mo Li stood up in surprise, and then silently swallowed the words "not wearing a shirt".

Forget it, make it up.

Really want Meng Qi to mend clothes, Mo Li still thinks the mending place is an eyesore!

In fact, most men are skilled in this kind of craftsmanship. After all, they are not embroiderers, and they don't need any superb stitching skills, just mend their clothes so they can be worn.Meng Qi probably learned it before joining Li Yuanze in his early years, and later became a national teacher. It was not his turn to sew clothes himself. It is estimated that after Li Yuanze slaughtered the hero, Meng Qi returned to Shangyun Mountain to pick it up again.

Mo Li's mind was complicated, but his subordinates were not slow at all.

Soon a piece of clothing was mended, and Mo Li wound the thread and put it away together with the needle.

He didn't close the window, leaving a gap as usual, and went back to the bedroom thinking whether to practice internal energy or pretend to be practicing internal energy and wait for Meng Qi to sneak back, when suddenly he saw something protruding from under the pillow.

He reached out his hand to touch it, and found that it was Mr. Jin Shui's book with pictures.

Mo Li was silent with the script for a while, then raised his eyes and saw no one around, so he opened it calmly.

The name of the storybook is "The Story of the Golden Lotus". Those who are sinister and sinister 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. This book is talking about the golden lotus fairy in the fairyland in the sky, and she didn't play with the little golden lotus feet wearing embroidered shoes at all.

There used to be an order in the Chu Dynasty that women were not allowed to bind their feet. Although many people quietly violated the order, this obstinacy is not prevalent in Pingzhou, especially in poor villages such as Zhushan County, where people work all day and lack people at home. Working, how can I torture my daughter into a cripple?

Mo Li didn't understand the hint of Jinlian from reading the title of the book, but because many of the storybooks were called Jinchaiji Yulianji or something, he thought it was a keepsake in the storybooks of gifted scholars and beauties, golden lotus accessories and the like.

When I opened the script, I was surprised to find that it was Fairy Jinlian.

Although this golden lotus fairy is extremely beautiful and graceful, she is only one inch tall.

Every day when the moon is full, Fairy Jinlian gets the aura of heaven and earth to return to 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's son, then disappeared, and found Tanhualang again next month.

The script didn't say at all why the Golden Lotus Fairy came to the world or why she was having fun, but just described the joy of being turned into a red wave and being happy and happy.

Ordinary people will get blood racing after watching the date, and they can't wait to plant a pot of lotus and wait for the full moon night to bring a beautiful woman into their arms.

Ink Carp: "..."

This story was originally written by a down-and-out scholar who was paid by a flower seller in the capital, right?

Otherwise, how could you write so clearly about the young master's purchase of flowers?Even the details of which street and which shop are there!

Continue reading, the third person who bought flowers was a knight-errant wandering around the rivers and lakes, and the fourth one who got flowers was a poor scholar who was teaching in a library. He turned out to be the flower of the owner’s family. When he died, he went out. The poor scholar couldn’t bear to see it, so he took it home. , Fairy Jinlian repayed her kindness that night.

This... well, why do you want to take the dead flowers home?

Besides, the lotus is kept in a vat, and a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken can hug a vat?Or pull the flower and its roots out of the water tank?Wouldn't that really make Lotus die faster?

If you only bring flowers and flower roots, but no water tank, where do you keep them at home?

Mo Li was full of doubts and jumped around the pages of the book. When he saw that the poor scholar actually put the flowers in the inkstone and filled them with clear water, he couldn't help but rubbed his forehead with his fingers, and then closed the page heavily.

This kind of absurd script is not worthy of Mr. Jin Shui's good painting!

Besides, Mr. Jinshui from Laurel Fong sneezed heavily, couldn't help wrapping the quilt tightly, and listened to the movement outside with trepidation. No matter who the treason was, he only hoped that the capital could restore tranquility.

"Forget it, go to Fengxing Pavilion another day to settle the bill and move to the countryside."

Mr. Jin Shui said to himself, the capital city is really too dangerous.

***

"Where are people? Come on!"

Lu Zhang struggled to get up from the bed. He was in pain all over his body, but the imperial physician only said that it was a skin trauma. This made Lu Zhang, who had just woken up not long ago, furious. He picked up something and smashed it out.

He didn't sleep all the time these days, but occasionally he would wake up for a while, and he could hear the people around him talking, but he couldn't open his eyes.Regarding the changes in the bedroom, Lu Zhang vaguely noticed that the sweat from the pain would not be wiped off immediately, and the servants became more and more absent-minded when feeding the medicine, and none of the concubines who were supposed to be sick did not show up. .

He is not dead yet!How dare these people not take him seriously?

Lu Zhang was so angry that he never thought that because of the order of closing the palace, those concubines would not be able to come even if they wanted to.

It is not easy for the ministers of Wenyuan Pavilion to bring up matters related to concubines, but the third prince simply ignored it. The palace people are best at observing words and expressions, seeing that Zaifu and the third prince are only willing to play tricks on the surface. What do not understand.At the moment, I was so anxious that I started to look for a way out and change backers.

Even people who don't care about their future and have no ambitions have to worry about whether they will be buried with the emperor after his death.

There was no talk of burial in the Chu Dynasty, and there were not many such things in the Chen Dynasty, but the Qi Dynasty has just begun, and no one is sure whether it is all a word from the successor emperor.

Even if the new emperor was kind and did not directly order to be buried, it would be a terrible thing to be sent to guard the imperial tomb.No matter whether it is an old servant in forty or a court lady who is under [-], they will be trapped there since then, which means that they have come to the end of their lives and there will be no further changes.

Under such heavy pressure, it was inevitable that the palace servants would be negligent when serving the unconscious emperor.

In fact, everything that should be done is done, but not so attentive.Take the candles in the bedroom as an example. The number of candles is the same as before, but no one cuts the lanterns in time, which leads to insufficient brightness in the palace. At first glance, it looks a little dim, as if there are fewer people.

"I'm not dead yet!" Lu Zhang was furious.

He called the names of several personal servants in a row, but no one responded.

Looking at the imperial physician again, he was well-equipped, but he was kneeling on the ground and kept looking outside the hall.

Lu Zhang was so angry that he stepped on the ground barefoot, wishing he could kill with a sword.

The palace servants in front of the bed knelt down and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty calm down, there was the sound of cannons outside just now, let them check it out, but... they didn't come back!"

Lu Zhang's expression changed, and he subconsciously asked, "Cannons? Isn't it thunder?"

When he was in a coma, he did hear a loud noise. When he woke up and heard the sound of rain, he thought it was thunder.

The palace people dare not answer, Lu Zhang's heart is cold.

The Huoqi Battalion would never act rashly unless they received the emperor's order. Whether it was the Huoqi Battalion's betrayal, or someone under the guise of an order to mobilize the Huoqi Battalion, this is not good news.

"Where are the old three?" Lu Zhang squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

The second prince and the third prince colluded with the rebellious party and committed a crime. Afterwards, the third prince pretended not to know, and sent him to the bedroom with a few ministers in a hypocritical manner.

"Report Your Majesty, the Third Prince is gone too." The palace man trembled.

Lu Zhang suddenly stood up, but Meng Qi's qi that had been deliberately injected into his meridians began to stir again. He cried out in pain and fell on his back.

The palace people took their time to help, when the door of the palace was kicked open, and the cold wind came in.

Lu Zhang was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, his eyes widened.

A soft sedan was lifted up, and the soft sedan was covered on all sides. It was not until the warm hall that someone came forward to lift the curtain. The prince was holding the cat, looking at the struggling emperor with a complicated expression.

"you--"

"Father is sick, so let's 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 the ministers who were about to be brought here, was it the emperor who was about to die, or him?

Although the crown prince took control of the great situation overnight, many people turned against him because they believed that the crown prince's condition had improved. If the crown prince could not conceal the fact that he was dying soon, people's hearts would change again.

This is a ship, no matter when the ship sinks, people must be tricked onto the ship first.

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 must be cleaned, and the inner court must not be let go.The palm seal of the supervisor of ceremonies must be done by a farsighted and talented servant.

——Bring back the sixth prince and teach him how to be an emperor.

He has done everything he can, and there is nothing he can do if the Qi Dynasty falls again in the future.

Lu Zhang stared at the prince, as if he wanted to tear the son into pieces.

The prince's face was pale, but he was in good spirits, only staring at the emperor coldly.

At this time, Jin Yiwei came to report, and all the courtiers from Wenyuan Pavilion were invited.

"Nizi, don't even think about me writing an imperial edict!"

Lu Zhang gritted his teeth and scolded, the crown prince raised his eyebrows, and said flatly, "I am a crown prince, there is no need for an edict to pass on the throne, and my father, the emperor Long Yu, has returned to heaven. The throne is naturally mine, so I don't need to bother my father to write."