Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 217 A Mere Pill

Chang'an, Chang'an.

It was raining lightly outside the window, and Wang Xi hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Green hair was scattered on the quilt, she bit her red lips lightly, and heard her sister's voice as a woman.

It has been a while since she entered Zhao Wujiang's mansion, and she has acquiesced that she is Zhao Wujiang's wife at home, but she has always been ashamed to speak.

She has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, she has heard the prodigal son's dirty words, she has also seen the private affairs of the bed, and knows about the affairs of men and women.

But she always knew it but didn't know why, she originally wanted to ask Zhao Wujiang tonight, but Zhao Wujiang had already fallen into a deep sleep at that time.

The blush in her pretty face never faded, after a while, she suddenly lifted the quilt, and her feet kicked wildly in the quilt, as if she was venting something.

Wang Xi pouted and stood up, put on her coat, her exquisite body propped up her underwear, she twisted her hands and feet to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, a cold chill hit her. She tightened her clothes tightly, and her chest was scattered like a waterfall of blue silk. There was a faint charm in her eyes.

Under the dripping eaves, Wang Xi smeared and walked towards the house of his sister Wang Yanning and Zhao Wujiang. As he got closer, the teasing words gradually became clearer.

She stood outside the house with a blushing face, and did not go in. Instead, she lightly poked a small hole in the window paper with her finger, and the muddy candlelight in the house shone through, and the two figures who were upside down came into her eyes.

On the second day, the sky was bright and the Chengtian drum sounded.

The spring rain stopped, Zhao Wujiang was dressed in white and was about to go out.

For the national funeral, Xiao Miaomiao didn't have to go to the Imperial College, but stayed at home.

After Wang Yanning arranged Zhao Wujiang's clothes, he walked out of the room slowly, and saw Wang Xi, who was dressed in white and snowy, practicing sword in the courtyard.

He coughed lightly: "Give me the money."

Wang Xi was holding a sword flower in her hand, and she was in a graceful posture. She wondered, "What money do you give?"

"Of course it's money for watching the theater." Zhao Wujiang laughed.

Wang Xi's pretty face flushed instantly: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hold your ears and steal the bell, but see what's the point. When I come back, I will make you like smoke."

Zhao Wujiang got on his horse and rode away under Wang Xi's shameful eyes.

The great mourning of the country, the whole country mourns together.

The imperial edict regarding the death of the emperor has been issued, and the national mourning begins.

To commemorate the emperor, all the ministers wore hemp and mourning clothes and did not eat for three days.

After three days, the emperor will be sent to Zhaoling to sleep with the late emperor.

Zhao Wujiang was not surprised. Originally in the official history, Li Zhi was buried in Qianling, but now Li Zhi died suddenly, about 30 years earlier than the official history.

The officials thought that time was running out, so they buried Li Zhi in Zhaoling, with father and son in the same tomb.

The sudden death of Emperor Gaozong and Li Zhi was in Yuan Tiangang's plan.

He is not a man of heaven, nor is he a man of destiny, so his luck cannot really exist in his body, so he can only use the bronze township tripod to suppress the vast luck on his body.

Xu Jingzong and others in Li Yi's mansion coveted the bronze tripod in Hebei Dao Guanshi's mansion, and they were also instigated by him.

In Zhaoling, among the items buried with Wei Zheng, there is a bronze Zhenguo tripod, but Yuan Tiangang himself could not forcibly open Zhaoling, so he had a plan to let Li Zhi die suddenly.

In this way, Li Zhi's luck can be collected, Wu Meiniang can be promoted to ascend the throne, and Zhaoling can be opened to win the bronze tripod.

It was only a few days ago that Zhao Wujiang fully understood the cause and effect of Gaozong Li Zhi's death.

He recalled the strong man's aura he felt when he fell into Zhaoling in his dream last night, and he also understood why Yuan Tiangang didn't open Zhaoling by force.

He never thought that there would be a tomb guard in Zhaoling.

History is so thick and vast, how many details are covered up like dust?

Zhao Wujiang sighed in his heart, what happened in the past two years may only be mentioned briefly in the annals of history, but after breaking into the history, he discovered that under the not heavy pen and ink, it is a magnificent world.

While thinking, he rode his horse all the way.

In front of a piece of plain onyx and white clothes, all the officials stood together, waiting for the opening of the national funeral.

Zhao Wujiang dismounted from his horse, his posture was tall and straight, he passed hundreds of officials, although he was dressed in mourning clothes, he was more majestic and elegant than ordinary people.

Some people salute, some people sneer, some people have bad intentions in their hearts, and some people have mountains and mountains in their eyes.

The ministers have different thoughts, what Zhao Wujiang said in the palace road yesterday is still vivid in his memory.

Now that the Tang Dynasty is facing internal and external troubles, Zhao Wujiang made a promise in the palace. It is good to call all the officials to work together, but the interests are often at odds. Not everyone agrees with Zhao Wujiang's promise.

Secretary Cheng squeezed out of the crowd with his chubby body, he obsequiously came to Zhao Wujiang's side, and respectfully handed out a stack of letters:
"Master Zhao, this is the official letter submitted to the secretary prison, please read it."

Lin Ruhai, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, stepped out with deep eyebrows and eyes, and also handed over a stack of documents, saying respectfully: "Master Zhao, this is the official document received by the Six Departments."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, took the writings, looked at them, and found that there were not many writings.

He slowly spread out, some recommended their sons and soldiers to join the army to fight for the country, and some offered their own aides and soldiers to solve various civil strife.

The number is much lower than expected. It seems that the temptation of the longevity pill is not as great as imagined, or is someone deliberately disturbing it?
He glanced at the crowd, Xu Jingzong had a sneer on his face, and Hou Shanye's eyes flickered.

"How much money and age does it cost to train a dead soldier in the staff? Is it comparable to a mere elixir that prolongs life for one year?" Xu Jingzong did not hide his voice, and said sarcastically:

"But some people have a lot of wishful thinking. After solving all the troubles, the credit belongs to him, but the loss of staff and dead soldiers is our own.

And when the time comes, he only needs to take out a elixir that prolongs life for one year, and then he can prevaricate us?How long can a year be?But in the blink of an eye!

enough?Obviously not enough! "

Xu Jingzong had already lobbied many colleagues last night, analyzing the gains and losses of the benefits and how uneconomical they were, and asked them not to submit the papers.

Hou Shanye opened his mouth on the sidelines, thinking how could his own lifespan be so important to a dead staff member?Not to mention one exchange for one year, he is willing to exchange two for one year, how can lifespan be bought with money?
If Zhao Wujiang's medical skills were not known to everyone, he would have thought Zhao Wujiang was talking nonsense.

Although he and Zhao Wujiang were hostile, he wanted the longevity pill and had already quietly handed over a letter.

As soon as Xu Jingzong finished speaking, some of the officials echoed a few words, but they were sparse and not many.

It's just that the faces of more courtiers began to change, and they felt that they were really at a loss for not haggling with Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang paid no attention to it, but took out another bottle of elixir from his bosom, the elixir was only half the size of a fingernail, and was blue-gray in color.

In order to commemorate the great funeral of the country, the emperor would not be able to eat for three days. During this period of time, all the officials were suffering, so Zhao Wujiang specially refined Bigu Pill.

After taking Bigu Dan, I will not feel hungry for three or four days.

"This is the Bigu Pill that I personally refined. As for the effect, it is nothing more than simple hunger prevention. Eating one pill can last for three or four days.

I know that many colleagues look down on it, so I didn't prepare much. "Zhao Wujiang said to Lin Ruhai, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, under the surprised eyes of the officials:

"Master Lin, for all colleagues who have submitted the letter, one letter will be given to each of them."

"Gollum."

The sound of swallowing saliva was heard, the national mourning was imminent, and such a pill was like a life-saving straw.

(End of this chapter)