Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Luling County, since the Chen Dynasty, has been the place that emperors like to choose for their children.

There are several fertile fiefs here, with dense households and nice place names.

When King Ning was enfeoffed, there were also the fiefdoms of Princess Xingping, Princess Dongchang, and Princess Taihe nearby.

These three princesses all died on the night when Qi Dai Chuli and Taijing were blood-stained.

The princess does not need to go to the feudal land unlike the vassal king. King Ning escaped with his life because he was in the feudal palace. The vassal king of the Chu Dynasty only has honor and no real power.You can't interfere in local government affairs, even private soldiers in the palace are not allowed. The officials in the palace are dispatched by Taijing from top to bottom, and they are changed every three years.

Originally, according to the thinking of Deng Zai and others, the prince would never be allowed to join the vassal.

Just like a princess, the prince can be "raised" in the capital. After all, the vassal king's sitting on the throne has been a confidant of all dynasties.

But Li Yuanze refused, so he set the rule that kings and nobles are not hereditary. Return to Beijing.

After Lu Zhang usurped the throne, Jiangnan also changed overnight.

The officials of the royal family had no choice, and the local officials were in a panic, and soon some military officers took refuge in the vassal king.

At that time, the people in Jiangnan scolded Lu Zhang in unison, wishing to beat the river across the river immediately, and cut this usurper to death.

Now even the people in Luling County don't think about it anymore. According to the officials, Emperor Qi was tyrannical, and the people there are living a miserable life.The south of the Yangtze River has always been rich and prosperous. Although it is not as good as it was in the Chu Dynasty, it is enough not to be reduced to a violent Qi people. Who would be happy if they were recruited for war?

What's more, King Ning enjoys it a lot. Ningtai City, where the palace was originally located, has expanded several times compared to before.

An eight-foot city wall was built, reinforced internally and externally, water channels were dug, and a palace was built, filled with beauties from the south of the Yangtze River.

This is not a rare thing, King Jing Wu also did the same.

Except for not directly proclaiming the emperor, the official system, and even the etiquette of dress and color, are all compared to the emperor.

Ningtai City is even called Taijing in private.

The name is similar to Taijing, and he can deceive himself and others when he is drunk.

Ningtai is not like an ordinary small city. There are many guards at the city gates. Anyone who enters or exits must be interrogated. Outsiders cannot enter the city alone even if they hold a guide, and they need someone to protect them.

On one side there was a long queue, on the other side the carriages of the rich and powerful officials at the city gate came in and out at will, as long as the driver would show their badges, they didn't even have to look at who was in the carriage.

Mo Li really didn't know whether such a city defense was strict or loose.

If you think about it carefully, maybe this is what Meng Qi said. He has formulated excellent regulations, but they are always violated when they are implemented!

It was almost dusk, and the city gate for the common people to enter and exit was slowly closed. The city walls were lit with torches, and there were constant patrols.

The ink carp was a little tired after driving for hundreds of miles, and didn't plan to find a way to climb over the wall.

He stretched out his figure and lightly followed behind a group of carriages preparing to enter the city.

Although the torches were bright, they illuminated the gates of the city as if they were daylight, but wherever there was light, there would be shadows, not to mention that the rich and powerful's carriages were gorgeous and spacious, covering a large area of ​​light wherever they went.The ink carp moved through the shadows calmly, without even a breath of wind.

Occasionally, some people felt something dangling in front of them, and when they looked up, they thought it was the shadow of a flag or a lantern.

As the carriage entered the city, the queue became more orderly, but the people accompanying the carriage were still frolicking, not in good shape at all.

It should be that the children of the aristocratic family came back from Zhuangzi. It was so hot that it was extremely boring to squat in the city all the time, and the city was not suitable for having fun, so they went to live in Biezhuang.Some are enjoying the cool and hiding, while others are letting loose. This group of people is obviously in the latter situation.

There was a woman's laughter and a strong smell of alcohol in the car.

When the wind blows, the smell of powder mixed with the smell of wine floats out from the curtain.

The ink carp tilted its head slightly, a little disgusted.

When the carriage passed through the outer city and was about to stop in front of a square gate, Mo Li took the opportunity to sink into the darkness.

After leaving the team of carriages, the air was much better.

The ink carp walked quietly along the wall of the workshop. The snacks in the bag had already been eaten on the way, and the rest of the clothes were stuffed into the rattan box, which saved the need to carry the luggage.

He quickly found the area that seemed to be Shifang.

"This Ningtai City looks quite prosperous." Mo Li said to the gerbil sitting in his lapel.

Meng Qi had already figured it out, his appearance was too eye-catching, no matter if he was 40 or 60 years old.

Now that he knew that Fengxing Pavilion had great power here, he simply turned into a gerbil, and he didn't believe he could be found like this.

Mo Li changed his appearance slightly, making him look more like a hermit when he crossed the river. He only lost his eyesight, hunched his shoulders slightly when walking, coupled with his shambling gait, he became a poor and nameless old man .

But the clothes are new, and the rattan box is new.

Mo Li pretended to be walking on the lit street not long before someone followed behind.

Mo Li glanced back, and sure enough, it was two hooligans, about to follow to a place where there were few people, and then ran away after grabbing something.

Mo Li went straight into a teahouse on the street which was packed with people.

On the stage in the middle of the building, the storyteller is talking about the most exciting part.

"... That Chi Lu'er shouted loudly, picked up the octagonal bright silver plum blossom hammer, and was about to hit Jing Yuanhou's face head-on. The general's horse had already run far away, and his head rolled to the ground. The Marquis of Jingyuan slashed his sword immediately, and with a whistle, a hundred thousand troops rushed towards the Xiongguan Pass."

Mo Li paused when he heard the word Jingyuanhou, and then quickly passed through the crowd, leaving behind the two hooligans who were about to grab property.

The gerbil quickly stretched out its claws to scoop it up, and when the ink carp went out from the back door of the teahouse, he lowered his head and found the gerbil holding a melon seed.

Mo Li laughed and asked angrily, "Want to continue listening?"

Fat Rat shook his head.

Meng Qi has heard this "War in Xiliang" no less than eight times, and in it he praised the famous officials of the Chu Dynasty headed by Jingyuanhou.

In fact, Marquis Jingyuan is a Confucian general. Although he is good at martial arts, it is too difficult for Marquis Jingyuan to cut off Xiliang's head face to face. You must know that Marquis Jingyuan was almost 50 years old at that time in Pingxiliang.How could the commander-in-chief in charge of the three-way army personally go into battle to fight against other vanguard officers? Jing Yuanhou wanted to go to his subordinates and still didn't agree!

How can there be any reason for the commander to steal the merits of his subordinates?

The battle of Pingxi Liang was launched after the Chu Dynasty's monarchs and officials had made all-out preparations. There were some twists and turns in the middle, but it was definitely not as thrilling and bizarre as described in the storytelling.

The storytelling even fabricated a Xiliang princess, saying that she was beautiful and capable of fighting. She fell in love with Yin Qingheng, Duke of Wei State at first sight on the battlefield, and finally committed suicide in the city of Xiazhou due to the dilemma of her family and country.Although Yin Qingheng is a celebrity who never loses his demeanor even when he grows old, and has the ability to attract beauties, but he has only one wife in his life, and there are no concubines and maidservants in his family, and his wife is even a childhood sweetheart.However, the strange thing is that in the storybook storytelling, the one who has the most romantic stories is not the talented Zhu Yan, nor the other famous officials who behave in a romantic way, but Yin Qingheng, who is weak and only takes a spoonful of three thousand.

The gerbil knocked on the melon seeds and thought, the more impossible it is, the more people in the world love to listen, and the poorer scholars want to write more.

Half of Ningtai City is old houses, which look a bit dilapidated, and the other half is newly built, and it is also the residence of powerful and wealthy households.

The ink carp blindly went to those ruined places, and gradually lost sight of the lights.

He didn't have a guide in his hand, so he couldn't stay in an inn.

Still, that doesn't mean there's nowhere to go.

Mo Li pretended to be very old and stepped into a temple.

King Ning believed in Buddhism, and there were many temples in the city, with strong incense.

Mo Li deliberately chose a particularly old temple, donated some incense money, and asked the monks to make it easier.

There are often poor scholars living in the temple wing rooms, and the Tu Temple is a little cleaner than the inn, and sometimes devout pilgrims stay overnight to burn morning incense.

But as long as the money is spent and enough money is given for the incense, the monks in the temple don’t ask too many questions about the origin, let alone look at the directions. The reason why the door is not allowed to enter.

Mo Li had never been to Ningtai City, and he didn't know the details of the Buddhist temples in the city. He just found an inconspicuous temple where none of the monks knew martial arts.

As a result, as soon as he took out the silver and hadn't given it out, he heard a scream behind him.

I saw a scholar fell on the ground, his mouth and nose were crooked, and he kept vomiting.

The scholar's companions were taken aback and hurried to help.

"Don't move!"

The one who spoke was an old monk who looked like the abbot in cassock.

"It's a Master of Discernment."

"The mage is proficient in medicine, people can be saved!"

Everyone avoided him one after another, the old monk was obviously very famous.

The scholar was in his forties, and the things he vomited were dark brown, which looked very scary.

"It's a stroke, hurry back and get the old monk's silver needle." The old monk shouted anxiously.

Sudden stroke would be fatal if not treated in time, and the scholar's condition was extremely critical.

Mo Li sighed secretly, opened the rattan box, took out his silver needles very quickly, and inserted them into several important points of the scholar one by one.

The movement of the scholar vomiting continuously stopped, but his limbs began to twitch.

No one could stop Mo Li during the panic, the old monk looked at Mo Li in surprise, seeing that his needles were so accurate, he slowly relaxed, turned his head and told the little novice next to him: "Bring a clean cloth!"

The ink carp turned the scholar's head to one side, took the cloth from the novice monk, wrapped it in his hand, and dug away the dirt in the scholar's mouth to prevent the dirt from clogging his throat.

The old monk took advantage of the opportunity of the ink carp to hold down the man, and concentrated on his pulse.

After a while, the silver needle of Master Discrimination was also taken.

The old monk performed the Xingshentong acupuncture for the second time, and the scholar stopped convulsing, but his face was crooked and his ears and nose were abnormal.

"Hey!"

Master Mingbian sighed, stroked his beard and shook his head.

The scholar's companion was in a panic and hurriedly asked about his condition.

"Fortunately, there is this doctor here today, and the meridian was opened in time, otherwise the person will be useless after being rescued." Master Mingbian looks older than the ink carp, and this treatment requires bending over and bowing his head. Just didn't stand up.

Mo Li had no choice but to help him up.

"Thank you, old man. Hey, getting old is useless." Master Mingbian ordered the monks to carry the scholar back to his room.

Turning his head and was about to greet Mo Li, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the temple.

The flames were dazzling, and a group of cavalry in light armor and holding torches dismounted and rushed into the temple.

Everyone in the temple didn't have time to react, they covered their eyes and turned their heads to block the dazzling light.

The leader of the cavalry had an arrogant expression, and said loudly: "King Ning has a decree to announce that Master Discriminator will enter the palace to treat illnesses."

For some reason, this group of people surrounded the ink carp who was packing up the silver needles in a vicious manner.

Ink Carp: "..."

Can you tell the difference between hair and no hair?

"Commander, this, this doesn't seem to be a Master of Discernment?"

The leader squinted his eyes at the scholar on the ground, then at the old monk and Mo Li, waved his hand and said, "Take them all!"

The old monk's expression changed suddenly, and he said hastily: "This old monk clearly discerns that this benefactor who just came to burn incense and make friends..."

"I don't care if you are monks or pilgrims, if the nobles in the palace are suddenly ill, all the doctors in the city will be called into the palace! If you delay the holy will, no one will be guilty! Go away!"

The author has something to say: Mo Li: I have arrived in Ningtai City, Luling County, let me think about how to sneak into the Palace Cha drug

A quarter of an hour later.

Mo Li looked expressionlessly at King Ning's imperial guards who forcibly took away the doctor with the gerbil in his mouth.