Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The Minister of the Ministry of War walked away in a panic, and the spectators were busy discussing, and almost no one paid attention to the unlucky scholar who fell off the carriage.

The scholar sprained his right foot, he got up enduring the pain, tried his best to protect the box, and went to pick up the scattered baggage.After finally packing up, he was about to beg the people next to him to help carry the box onto the carriage, when he suddenly found that the wheels were not right, he froze immediately, and gradually showed a sad expression.

Meng Qi had already passed by, and before he could speak, he saw Mr. Jin Shui's appearance.

"..."

It's just that the wheel is broken, it seems to have been hit hard.

It seems that Mr. Jinshui left Taijing for an unusual reason.

"gentlemen?"

The scholar was still sad and didn't respond.

Meng Qi had no choice but to use his internal strength to condense his voice into a thread, and called directly: "Mr. Jin Shui?"

The scholar jumped up suddenly, because the wound was pulled, he immediately cried out in pain.

"Sir, did you hurt your leg just now?"

When Meng Qi turned his head, he saw the ink carp coming.

In fact, as soon as Mr. Jin Shui stood up, Mo Li could see that there was something wrong with his right foot, and seeing that he was still dragging his wound to carry things, he also got out of the carriage and came to dissuade him.

Let’s say that the scholar was originally immersed in the sadness of being forced to go out of Beijing, and encountered an accident on the way, so that he was trapped here and couldn’t move. Now he has no relatives and friends, and he doesn’t know what to do. The identity was beyond shock.He was about to categorically deny it when he met Mo Li's face.

"..."

What kind of coincidence is this?

The scholar hurriedly looked around, but saw everyone staring at him with bright eyes and whispering, his face suddenly turned pale, his body trembled slightly, and his expression was mixed with shock and anger.

Seeing that something was wrong, Meng Qi asked immediately, "Sir, do you usually go to teahouses to listen to Pingtan and storytelling?"

This question was nonsensical, Meng Qi didn't wait for the scholar to ask, and further explained: "For those of us who practice martial arts, we can practice inner strength so that the words can come out of my mouth and only enter one's ear."

The scholar was taken aback for a moment, and then he slowly came back to his senses, realizing that things might be different from what he thought.

The person pointing at his side may not necessarily know his identity, but it is more likely that he has seen the beauty.

——That's right, the doctor who once came to ask for silver needles has a good appearance.

After regaining his sanity, the scholar finally realized that his identity is not so easy to reveal. Although his paintings are famous, they are not known to everyone in Taijing, at least ordinary people, because they cannot spend money. Buy those picture books.People with strict family traditions won't know, because they need to know.Gong Tu had to go to Mudanfang to find that bookstore.

"I'm sorry." The scholar cupped his hands in embarrassment.

Although he didn't say the angry words, but the misunderstanding is just a misunderstanding. He asked himself that he was not a person who was good at concealing. All kinds of expressions had already sold out what he thought in his heart, and others were not blind.

The scholar is a little embarrassed at the moment, the other party may have good intentions, but he is almost taken as a donkey liver and lung by him.

"Mister's feet..."

"It's okay, I just sprained my foot, it's nothing serious, it will be fine after two days of rest." The scholar said quickly.

"But the carriage is broken, and you are carrying so many things, it is really difficult to move, why not take our carriage to Qingjiang Ferry?" Meng Qi suggested casually, he did not ask the scholar why he left Taijing, nor did he ask the scholar where he was going .

The scholar looked at the luggage and got into trouble. He obviously didn't want to go with two people who knew his identity, but he had no choice.On the day of the spring outing, there were people outside the city of Taijing, and it was impossible to hire a horse-drawn carriage temporarily when stuck here, and it was also impossible to find someone to repair the carriage. Now that he was in a hurry to leave Taijing, he couldn't delay it.

"Then... trouble you two."

As soon as the scholar finished speaking, he saw a horrifying scene.

Meng Qi untied the ropes on the horses that were dragging the broken car, then held the shaft of the car, walked a few steps like carrying a basket, and put the broken car on the side of the road.

There was a moment of silence around, and then more intense discussions broke out.

"He picked up the car? One hand?"

"...What kind of strange power is this?"

Meng Qi was wearing a bamboo hat, and everyone's attention was not on his appearance, but was amazed at how easily the carriage could be removed.However, on the day of the spring outing, usually all kinds of capable people and strange people will appear, and there are not many people who want to fight for fame.

Anyway, no matter whether it's a gifted scholar or a strong man, neither is famous as quickly as a beautiful woman.

Mo Li wanted to unobtrusively move Mr. Jin Shui's suitcase and baggage, but half of the people were staring at him, not even Meng Qi moved the car with one hand to make them look away.

Mo Li had experienced the enthusiasm of the people in Taijing half a month ago in Dongshi.

However, the capital city is too big, and news is transmitted slowly. Many people have never heard of it.

"I don't know who they are from, what they came to Taijing for..."

While discussing, everyone boldly stepped forward to ask.

Lu Min laughed bitterly. As soon as Mr. Jin Shui and his luggage got into the car, he immediately urged the horses pulling the cart, as if he was in a hurry.

Meng Qi tied the empty horse behind the carriage and did not let it pull the carriage together.

—According to the law of etiquette, ordinary people cannot ride in a two-horse cart.

People in the Jianghu seldom obey the rules. They dare to wear silk and satin that ordinary people are not allowed to wear. They will still ride in a four-horse cart, let alone a two-horse cart.But that was all in the wilderness. In a place like the capital, it is better to have one thing less than one thing more, and there is no need to directly violate taboos.

The reason why he chose to leave on the day of the spring outing was because there were countless horse-drawn carriages going out of the city on that day. On the one hand, he could cover up the whereabouts of the second prince, and on the other hand, he could avoid those Jiang Hu people squatting in the capital to inquire about news.

Among them, those who had committed murders, and those who had the status of pawns under the command of the Jiangnan Legacy Chu or the Southwest Tianshou King had already been caught by Gong Jun.The deputy commander of the palace was very loyal, and Moli Mengqi helped him, so he quickly suppressed the matter of the treasure in Emperor Li's Mausoleum. Anyway, the pit was almost filled with sand and stones, as long as no one dug it.

Liuhe Temple has been destroyed, and a new temple will not be built in its place.

The Jianghu people who were trapped in Shangyun Mountain that day were more interested in talking about the miracle of encountering a dragon in the mountain than treasures.The treasure is illusory, but the dragon is real, they have seen it with their own eyes!However, whenever they gestured happily to others, the other party lost interest and only asked about the treasures of the imperial tomb repeatedly.After a few times, even the best-tempered people will turn their faces, and even flipping the table to copy guys is common.

In fact, this can't be blamed on people, the teahouses in Taijing Restaurant are full of rumors about the two dragons fighting in the sky, and I'm tired of hearing it.

In this way, one party thought that the other party was perfunctory nonsense, and the other party felt that the other party looked down on them, saying that the treasure of the emperor's mausoleum was a trap set by Qingwu Patriarch, and they kept asking questions?They didn't talk speculatively, and fought violently, but the guards in Taijing's patrol city yamen almost broke their legs.

Meng Qi had only walked around the East Market two or three times with the ink carp, but the astute people had already bought the news from Fengxing Pavilion, and they all speculated about who this person who falsely claimed to be the former imperial teacher was, What kind of role did he play in the matter.

But the matter is too complicated, and it also involves Patriarch Qingwu.

Now Patriarch Qingwu is alive but not dead or dead, only to find out that he helped the second prince to plot rebellion and died under the cannon. To be honest, nine out of ten people don't believe this news.

Zhao Zangfeng, the patriarch of Qingwu, is the number one expert in the world, with powerful artillery, but he is heavy. Could it be that he can't run?

Someone wanted to ask Meng Qi what happened, but Meng Qi came and went in a hurry, and every time he appeared, he would appear in restaurants, dim sum shops, or even street vendors in Taijing.Buy it and go, never stay.

People from Fengxing Pavilion tried to follow him, but none of them succeeded.

In the remote courtyard of the East Palace, Mo Li reads medical books, flips through mountains and rivers, eats spring pancakes and drinks a cup of good tea in his spare time, and occasionally tastes the delicacies of the capital with Qi Meng. God.

At this moment, Meng Qi was leaning on the shaft of the chariot with a relaxed expression.

According to the plan, even if he did not meet Mr. Jin Shui, he would leave some clues without any trace, let those people in the Jianghu know that "Meng Guoshi" is gone, and he will help the prince at the end, so that those guys who make trouble all day long go away earlier Out of Taijing.

That's right, not the prince, but now he should be called Emperor Qi.

The folks call the emperor all by bowing their hands as a signal, not daring to say more, and some who are bold and indifferent, will use the year name instead.

For example, during Lu Zhang's reign, he changed his reign name three times, and the one that was used the longest was Taiyuan, so he was called Emperor Taiyuan.But after death, it is time to call the temple name and posthumous title, but if the court does not issue funerals, these things will be gone.

The most coincidental thing is that this year name is new now, after Lu Zhang met Xingbo on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he ordered Qin Tianjian to reselect the auspicious one, which can withstand disasters for him to choose, and finally fell in love with it "Yongchen".

After just over a month of use, the person died.

The good year name chosen after so much painstaking efforts belongs to his son. I don't know what Lu Zhang will think. The title of Emperor Yongchen is really wonderful.

"Brother Meng, why are you laughing?"

Ink carp asked inexplicably.

There were not only them in the car, but also Lu Min with his head shrunk and Mr. Jin Shui with a pale face.

"...According to the alchemist, a person's name can be used to test characters and see the person's life number. As for things like aliases and names, although they are not as important as real names, they can also affect luck." Meng Qi It's a half-smile.

Mo Li couldn't react, and was still thinking seriously about Mr. Jin Shui's name, which unspeakable thing has been violated?

"Hey, it's his elder brother." Meng Qi casually pointed at the second prince.

Mo Li was taken aback for a moment, and soon thought of the year name.

When the emperor dies, the succeeding emperor cannot change the Yuan, usually until the next year.

The problem with Lu Jie is that he may not live to change the Yuan next year - he can only be called Emperor Yongchen.

Chen is the hub of the stars and the sky. The Tiangong where the Polaris is located is exactly the meaning of the emperor.

Even Lu Min, who is not good at reading, knew the meaning of this word. He couldn't hold back his smile immediately, and the corners of his mouth kept turning up.

"Yes, that's a good sign!"

"..."

Mo Li looked at Lu Min, and didn't say that the emperor would have to change the Yuan the next year. This omen is not really good, otherwise it can only be postponed for one year. What kind of "Yongchen" is it?

"Just let him drive the car properly." Mo Li said helplessly.

It's okay to tease the second prince.

Mr. Jin Shui collected himself. He looked at the three people in the car. He really couldn't see their identities and backgrounds, let alone figure out the relationship between them, so he could only ask, "The three are——"

"The doctor and I came to the capital for a tour. We didn't want to encounter the closure of the city, which delayed our trip a lot. Now we are about to leave." Meng Qi casually patted Lu Min on the shoulder, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "His brother took him In debt, there is a way to make the best use of things and people to make the best use of their talents, since he knows horses, he can be used as a coachman."

The scholar was dumbfounded, and subconsciously hugged his bag tightly.

"Sir, there is no need to be nervous. I really like Mr.'s paintings and admire Mr.'s talent. This is just a drop in the road, and I will not ask Mr. for money."

Meng Qi's words changed, and he asked casually, "I was in a hurry to hurry, but I didn't expect the traffic to be so congested. Mr. has lived in Taijing for a long time. You should know the grand occasion of the Spring Festival, so why did you choose to leave the capital on this day?"

The scholar looked gloomy, opened his mouth, but did not speak after all.

Now even the second prince could see that he had something to hide.

But if others don't tell you, you can't force them to ask.

Mo Li recalled the situation when he went to ask for silver needles. Mr. Jinshui claimed that his ancestors were all healers, and he himself had learned acupuncture. Because of his poor family, he had to learn how to forge gold and silver from a goldsmith in order to earn a household registration. ability.As a result, he has a good ability to make silver needles with one hand. He also said that the atmosphere of the Chu Dynasty was open, and he could learn these "heretic ways". I can only paint in spring.palace.

Mo Li's eyes fell on the scholar, and Mr. Jin Shui was pressing his ankle with his hands.

This bone-setting kneading technique... is by no means a proficient medical skill!

This is strange, being a doctor or practicing medicine is better than being a needle maker or spring.The palace painter is decent.

Even if you don't know how to prescribe medicine, you can be a bone-setting doctor with this bone-setting and muscle-relieving technique.

"Sir has an enemy?" Mo Li blurted out, and then he realized that he was abrupt, so he apologized, "I'm just saying something casually, sir, don't take it seriously."

The scholar's expression changed, and he bowed his head for a while and said, "It's true that I have some troubles. After I got on the boat, I will be separated from the three of you. We meet by chance, and the fate will end soon. The misfortunes and blessings are your own. How can you involve others?"

Ink carp remained silent.

According to his usual luck, if the city gate caught fire, he would definitely burn himself, and it would be useless for Mr. Jin Shui to hide.

That's fine, don't ask any more questions, just wait.