Aggrieved Fish Sprite

When Meng Qi came, the fire had been brought under control and was gradually extinguishing.

The imperial guards and the servants were covered in mud, and their faces were covered with black ashes. They looked like beggar chickens wrapped in lotus leaf mud and ready to be roasted.

"..."

Looking at this group of "beggar chickens" scurrying around, Meng Qi suspected that he was too hungry.

When was the last meal?

It seemed like he ate snacks for two full days after he turned into a gerbil, without a single piece of meat.

Meng Qi looked sideways, thinking about the direction of the imperial dining room.

The palace is in such a mess, there is no hope of hot rice and hot soup, there must always be a few plates of pastries!How much better is the craftsmanship of Ningwang Palace's imperial dining room than that of Xiaocheng's pastry shop?Meng Qi fell into deep thought.

"What's that sound?" Mo Li turned his head keenly.

"... stepped on a branch."

As if nothing had happened, Meng Qi kicked the broken stones and leaves to the side.

——Who is yelling?Why does Longmai's stomach growl? !

"By the way, who is this person?" Meng Qi, who was eager to change the subject, naturally focused on the young man who was rushed to support by many people.

The young man was annoyed, he was already in so much pain that he couldn't use his strength, and a group of troublemakers came, trying to make him hurt even more.

"Stop it all, what's going on?" Cheng Jingchuan arrived in time, and stopped immediately when he saw the mess.

Immediately, a guard came over to salute, and the rest of the servants secretly looked at Cheng Jingchuan, obviously they didn't know who this person was.

The imperial guards are different, they can move freely in the palace tonight, who dare not know Cheng Jingchuan

"This, this seems to be Cheng Xiaowei from the yamen in the patrol city of Ningtai! I remember him. I heard that the three princesses met him in Tianshui Temple and wanted to marry him!"

"It's nonsense, it's the head of the face! How could the princess marry a captain? But is this the captain Cheng... Tsk tsk, he really looks talented."

At the corner of the porch of the Imperial Medical Office, two servants were talking wantonly while hiding tightly.

Meng Qi raised her eyebrows, is this a windfall?

Mo Li thought deeply, unless King Ning's daughters were born very late, or there were very few daughters, otherwise, according to the age and ranking of the sons, the three princesses should be ten years older than Cheng Jingchuan, and the only ones who married earlier were the ones.According to the servant's statement, could it be that the husband is bereaved and widowed?

"The preferences of the three princesses are different from those of others. Which of the noble girls doesn't want to marry a famous family, and no matter how bad it is, she must find a scholar! The three princesses have shallow eyelids, so they know how to rush down and look around..."

"Shut up! Look at him now, how can he look like a little captain? Why do these guards obey him?"

"The sky has changed. Commander Wang and Commander Han have not seen any of them. The imperial guards seem to be still arresting people everywhere in the palace. Under such circumstances, the king of the seventeenth county can wander here. Guess what?"

The waiter gasped, and looked at the boy in the wrong way.

It was also a coincidence that the place where they muttered together was not near or far from where Cheng Jingchuan was standing. Even though the surrounding noise was a little louder, Cheng Jingchuan heard a few words, and his face immediately sank.

"What's wrong with the little prince?"

When the young man saw Cheng Jingchuan, his expression froze, and he tried to stand still.

As a result, his waist was weak, he couldn't bear it, and he grimaced in pain.

King Ning gave birth to more than 20 sons, forty grandsons, and two great-grandsons.

King Ning was lazy in government affairs and did not teach his sons, but he held a bowl of water very level, did not pamper the youngest sons, promoted the eldest sons, and did not even care about the life and death of these sons.

The oppressive and fearful mentality that old emperors generally have towards their growing outstanding sons does not exist in King Ning, because he does not feel that he is old at all when he sings and sings every day, and he does not have outstanding sons.

This makes "Ning Wang's son" not very valuable.

Those who are a little older, because they are married to a famous family, often go out to the palace to drink and socialize, foreign officials can still recognize them.

Those who are young are troublesome, most of them are cowardly, and some even dare not go out of the palace gate, so that the servants can only barely distinguish whether it is the son or grandson of King Ning by clothing, color and accessories. Can't even tell the ranking.In order to avoid offending the nobles, the people below simply called them "Little County Kings".

This is different from Meng Qi Moli's initial guess, and it is also quite different from the thoughts of Jianghu people who have no officialdom roots. Generally, when they hear such a name, they think that they are privately designated as the heir of the successor.

It was originally a title that was not in accordance with the rules of etiquette, but there were too many outliers on King Ning's side, such as the palace chariots and chariots stipulated by the emperor, and the official titles that existed at the same time as the system of ministers in the palace and the system of three provinces and six ministries.Since King Ning is the emperor by default, it is already very low-key not to call the princes directly according to the ranking, and it is not out of the ordinary for the princes to have a royal title from the county king.

"If I remember correctly, the little prince should still be in Fangting Pavilion at this moment?" Cheng Jingchuan frowned and asked the guard in a low voice.

Mo Li remembered that the name of the pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake was exactly that, and he was not surprised. It turned out that the people on Mr. Qiu's side planned to lock up the people he supported on the island?

"I escaped halfway!" the boy said angrily.

"Ok?"

Cheng Jingchuan had some headaches, he didn't think that the king of Xiaojun could run away under the strict guard of their people, he could only say that Mr. Qiu acquiesced to this matter.

"Cheng Xiao... General Cheng doesn't believe it?" The young man just puffed up his chest, and his sprained waist felt a sharp pain, and he screamed.

Ink carp finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Sprains are very common, but if the sprains caused by excessive force are not treated properly, it is easy to leave hidden dangers.

"If I were you, I wouldn't continue to hold on."

"Who?"

The boy was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a person walking slowly from the bushes.

His hair was like frost and snow, and he had an extraordinary bearing. Under the light of the fire, he looked like a fairy from a distance, and he was short of wearing a Taoist robe.

The guards wanted to gather together, Cheng Jingchuan hurriedly drank -->>

stop.

"This is the folk genius doctor who was ordered by King Ning to come into the palace." Cheng Jingchuan spoke very skillfully. His guards were less stupid and more smart. Hearing this, he put away his weapons, but his eyes were still warily fixed on Mo Mo. The carp kept sweeping.

Some people even tried to search around, suspecting that Meng Guoshi was hiding around.

Meng Qi, who had moved to the roof of the Imperial Medical Office a long time ago: "..."

The Xiaojun Wang looked left and right, and alertly caught a trace of strange emotion on Cheng Jingchuan's face.

"Is this old man a miraculous doctor invited into the palace by my father?"

Probably because of the black carp's appearance, the little county king immediately put on a smile, and spoke softly for fear of sounding like a duck.

"There is no miracle doctor who can make you recover immediately." Mo Li replied irrelevantly.

The little prince's face collapsed instantly, he waved his hand, and let several guards carry him away.

When a group of people arrived at the imperial medical office, the medical officer ran away and there were only a few people left, trembling and not daring to show their heads.

Cheng Jingchuan didn't count on them either, so he found wormwood and tinder, and asked the ink carp to inject it.

"I can't carry you to kneel and sacrifice to court the day after tomorrow." Cheng Jingchuan had a straight face, showing no signs of treating the future king.

The little county king didn't say a word, and his eyes were dissatisfied.

Meng Qi felt that things became more interesting, so interesting that he almost didn't want to go out of the palace to see Qiu Si's arrangement outside.

Mo Li quickly healed the small county king's waist injury, and by the way, he found that the young man had only learned some superficial martial arts, and he was still very unruly.

The doctor held the appearance of a genius doctor with white hair and childlike face, and said a few words lightly, Cheng Jingchuan's expression changed suddenly.

Because the outsiders were driven away, Cheng Jingchuan got angry on the spot: "His Royal Highness, I have said many times, don't learn boxing from those guards, they are just playing with you."

The king of the little county was also furious, but he didn't say it out loud. He held his breath and said, "You only know to let me study and study hard. I'm not allowed to go out of the palace door or talk to anyone casually. You're fine too. Regardless of Mr. Qiu, everyone said that I was the only one among my father and prince who could read and memorize classics. But I don’t want to study, I want to be a general! What's the difference?"

Mo Li paused as he was picking up the silver needle, and took a closer look at the little prince.

It's just that he is tall and looks childish.

Also barely 16 years old.

Cheng Jingchuan may have heard too much about the words of the little county king, and he refuted without blinking an eye: "Don't you think that you can be a general if you are familiar with military books? Ding Shi, death is like cooking with five tripods! A sentence of rotten wood and dry bones is deafening? You need to know that there are people who are willing to cook Chinese food! After years of studying, you have learned the non-surprising way of talking endlessly. If you know it, you have great ambitions. Let me ask the doctor to take a look at your brain! Do you really know how far the Western Regions are?"

The king of the little county was really angry this time, and he yelled aggrievedly: "I don't know why, I have seen the map, the Western Regions are not a desert. As for reading military books... I can still read military books? They treat me like a prisoner It is also strict, how to sit, how to stand, what books to read every day, and which pages to read. Not to mention "Wei Liaozi" and "Six Secret Teachings", I haven't even found "Sun Tzu's Art of War!"

Cheng Jingchuan blurted out: "I think so too."

——Those who are familiar with the art of war at least know how to achieve their goals in a roundabout way.

The little county king's eyes widened, his grievance and anger couldn't be overwhelmed: "General Cheng, I thought..."

"Think I'm familiar with the art of war, so I'll teach you? Besides, I'm not a general, so you should call me Captain Cheng." Cheng Jingchuan showed a headache.

The king of Xiaojun lay down and did not speak. He looked at Cheng Jingchuan pitifully, left and right, and muttered: "The Xiliang people that Mr. Qiu mentioned earlier, have they returned to their country? Is there any hope of returning to their country? Will I have a chance to send troops to attack them in the future?"

Mo Li didn't even raise his eyes, he felt that the little county king was looking at him unobtrusively.

From the beginning to the present, don't look at the unrestrained appearance, it is actually a temptation.

Cheng Jingchuan didn't stop the little county king from talking casually in front of Mo Li, he "explained" a lot of things, either this genius doctor was one of them, or someone they couldn't afford to offend.

"Hey, it's all the fault of Marquis Jingyuan, who wiped out Xiliang too thoroughly." Xiaojun Wang rolled his eyes.

The veins on Cheng Jingchuan's forehead popped up, he endured it and said: "Your Highness, don't provoke this humble official, His Highness won't want to know about the consequences."

The little prince immediately shut his mouth.

"Also, it was Meng Guoshi of the Chu Dynasty who destroyed the army of the Chu Dynasty that destroyed the capital of Xiliang, and the one who destroyed the worship of gods and Buddhas in the hearts of Xiliang people." Cheng Jingchuan suddenly grinned at the young man, and then said expressionlessly, "You don't There are too many things to know."

Xiaojun Wang looked suspicious, watching Cheng Jingchuan and Mo Li leave the house together.

"Huh." Cheng Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief after he came out, shook his head, and cupped his hands at Mo Li, "Use the prestige of the national teacher to intimidate the children, and if you offend the national teacher, please ask the doctor to make amends."

The gerbil who threw away the guard armor and squatted to eavesdrop: "..."

Cheng Jingchuan felt something was wrong, so he glanced up.

——It is impossible for the rabbit to lie on the beam of the house. Is it really a raccoon slave?

Mo Li had a bad premonition, Cheng Jingchuan was about to guess Meng Qi's real body if this continued.

"Cough, I think the little prince... is straightforward by nature..." Mo Li said calmly, diverting Cheng Jingchuan's attention.

Cheng Jingchuan said embarrassingly: "The king of the small county is very curious. With the news I just revealed, he can spend at least three to five months on it and give me peace. Although the king of the small county can't bear his temper, but I also knew the seriousness before, probably because I know that I don’t need to pretend to be cowardly in the palace in the future, so I made a lot of trouble today.”

Mo Li shook his head, and said in a low voice: "When he said the words about far away from the Western Regions, it seemed that he meant it sincerely."

Cheng Jingchuan sighed: "Compared to other people who are self-willed, grandiose, lustful, greedy, incompetent and stupid... the king of the small county is already outstanding."

Mo Li looked at him and said, "There is no king available, why not replace him?"

Cheng Jingchuan was startled, pursed his lips and remained silent.