[Quick Transmigration] I have nothing to do with it, I am forced to hang up

Mu Qinghua felt that he still doted on his family's Qingyuan very much, even if Ye Chonglan hugged him like a woman, he still held back, and he didn't have a single appearance, at most he fixed him for a quarter of an hour.

It's not that Ye Chonglan can't avoid it, but looking at the rarely angry eyes of his patriarch, he feels that he should bear it, otherwise there will always be a feeling that the consequences will be bad.

It has to be said that sometimes the intuition of wild animals is quite accurate.

After breakfast, Mu Qinghua let Ye Chonglan lean against her, and then told what she saw last night.

That's right, it's about He Qingzhen and King Qi secretly having an affair!

King Qi tremblingly tried, thinking that he didn't know anything, but how could that be possible? Mu Qinghua's eyesight is not bad, and his hearing is also very good. With the blessing of internal strength, he saw every move of the two of them last night. Okay, no reaction just because it has nothing to do with him.

However, that was just the thought of last night. When he opened his eyes and saw Ye Chonglan standing in front of the bed, he had the belated realization that the current identity of the other party seemed to be the emperor, the person at the center of the vortex.

For the sake of his future small treasury, and also for the love of the newly appointed man, he seemed to be unable to stay out of it.

Thinking of this, he was a little dissatisfied again. It's not good to dress up as anyone, but dressing up as an emperor is synonymous with trouble.

Ye Chonglan was inexplicably cold, he subconsciously approached the people around him, and said depressedly: "What do you want to do?" He pointed to his body and said: "The original owner of this body has always wanted revenge, and I also want to take revenge." I think those two people look very unpleasant, but with their identities, they can't just hit them with a single sword, it's really troublesome."

"If you can't do it clearly, let's do it secretly. It's easy to kill two people." Although he didn't kill, it was in the past, and he should be able to bear it for the sake of love.

How should I put it, although this idea is a bit simple and crude, it still fits Ye Chonglan's heart very much, but he slumped his shoulders in the next second, shook his head and sighed: "It still doesn't work, the original owner has a deep obsession, what he wants It’s those two who would rather die than live, according to his thinking, it’s too cheap for them to die quickly.”

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other, both felt that being an emperor was really troublesome!

Mu Qinghua pondered, and quickly flashed through his mind some novels he had read before, combined with the current situation, he said after a while: "Since you are concerned about their identities, then strip them of their current identities. Get rid of it, anyway, you are the emperor now, they have to listen to you."

Ye Chonglan's heart trembled, his amber eyes sparkled, and the other party's simple sentence seemed to open the door to a new world for him.

He seems to have overlooked something all the time. He is no longer a good citizen who must abide by the law. Why does he have to put layers of constraints on himself according to his previous status? !

The original owner wanted to be a good emperor, and he didn't want to be a foolish emperor, but this didn't mean that he couldn't rely on his current status to successfully accomplish some things he wanted to do.

The matter was figured out, and Ye Chonglan was in a great mood. When He Qingzhen wanted to inquire again in the name of delivering soup and water, he didn't even see anyone, and directly threw out a decree, which made Concubine Zhen stop her feet and think about it. The will dangling before him.

The reason was made up by Ye Chonglan casually, but he was indeed annoyed by this woman who came to deliver soup again and again, he couldn't demote her concubine right away, so he had to take his time.

It's a bit ridiculous to be grounded to think about it under such an excuse, and it also completely embarrassed He Qingzhen. The moment the order was delivered, He Qingzhen's face was burning with pain, and it was nothing more than ten slaps in the face.

The mocking eyes from all around made her want to die of shame and indignation, but the most thing in her heart was an unspeakable fear that the emperor would do this suddenly, did he really know something? !

When she was thinking like this, her hands and feet were limp, and if she hadn't been supported by her servants, almost her entire body would have collapsed to the ground.

After King Qi knew about He Qingzhen, he couldn't sit still any longer. He also immediately suspected that the new national teacher was in love with him. Could it be that the other party was really putting on a show that night? !

Although he believed in his own judgment, he was shaken by the incident of He Qingzhen and the repeated letters. In the end, he made up his mind that no matter whether it was true or not, that national teacher could not stay.

I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go. I haven't arrived in the capital yet, and the other party hasn't officially taken office. If I don't kill him now, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult in the future.

Everyone knows that the national teachers of the Datong Dynasty are deeply respected by the people, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty have to be courteous. Killing a Taoist priest before being conferred is definitely different from a national teacher after being conferred.

Mu Qinghua didn't know that someone had already paid attention to him. He lived a leisurely life every day. King Qi and the others didn't ask him to ask about their affairs. Ye Chonglan seemed to have paid attention and was no longer in a daze. Mu Qinghua believed in him. Although this person was easy to be stupid sometimes, it was only in front of those close to him. When facing outsiders, he would never be relentless when he should be ruthless. Therefore, he It's even more meaningless to intervene.

It happened very suddenly, the motorcade was supposed to leave after resting for a few days, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Qinghua suddenly collapsed.

Ye Chonglan was shocked, and immediately called the imperial physician, and found out that he had the plague.

When the word plague was uttered from the imperial physician's mouth, everyone broke out in cold sweat. Looking at Mu Qinghua lying on the bed, their eyes were full of fear and disgust, as if it was something that couldn't be more filthy.

Ye Chonglan was angry. That was the person he liked. The most important thing was, how could he allow other people to look at him with such disgusting eyes? --not here.

He was about to drive everyone out with a cold face, but before he could speak, the imperial physician beside him, as well as the eunuchs and court ladies all knelt down on the ground and asked him to leave in a panicked voice.

As we all know, the plague is contagious, and the emperor is the king of a country, and he belongs to the country. If something happens to him, no one kneeling here will be able to bear it.

Thinking of the terrifying place, the imperial doctor's old face turned pale, and his voice trembled even more, "Return to Your Majesty, the most important thing now is to isolate this place, and those who serve you must also be controlled. No one can guarantee this. Are there any infected people inside, and... and the capital, we must send people over..."

"Your Majesty, forgive me—" Everyone burst into tears, and the hall was in a mess.

Ye Chonglan turned a deaf ear to those cries, and only said coldly: "I just want to know, how is Daoist?! Can you cure him!"

"Old minister... old minister is incompetent..." The imperial physician was lying on the ground, his back bent.

"Idiot!" Ye Chonglan didn't care about the old man anymore, he was all eyes on the head of his family, he was fine just now, didn't he, how can the plague be the plague?He can't accept it!

"Your Majesty!" The kneeling man hugged her just raised leg, and the old doctor was terrified, and almost shouted at the top of her lungs, "Your Majesty is a body of gold, absolutely must not pass!"

"Can't go?!" Ye Chonglan lowered his head and said with a sneer, "It's too late for the imperial doctor to say. I've been with the Taoist priest for the past few days. If it's contagious, it's already contagious!"

The old doctor's face was ashen.

Regardless of everyone's obstruction, Ye Chonglan insisted on walking towards the person on the bed. As soon as he walked in, he met a pair of black jade-like eyes.

Except for a little blush and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Mu Qinghua was no different from usual, even the calmness in his eyes hadn't changed at all.

Ye Chonglan's heart trembled, and his eyes were a little red.

"Taoist..." He murmured, reaching out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Mu Qinghua turned his head away, looked at his slightly frightened eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You go out first."

Ye Chonglan opened his mouth, and finally almost stared at him and said, "I won't go!"

Mu Qinghua frowned, "You are the emperor now, you need to take charge of the overall situation outside." Otherwise there will be chaos, Mu Qinghua doesn't believe he doesn't understand.

Ye Chonglan did understand, but so what, it was none other than the head of his family, the only person he was close to.

Seemingly seeing what he was thinking, Mu Qinghua moved her lips and said firmly, "I won't die!"

"but--"

"No but, I promise you, you will never die!"

Although Ye Chonglan was reluctant, the other party's attitude was firm. He didn't want to go against his will, and he promised, didn't he? If he dared to break his promise, even if he chased him to the underworld, he would definitely hit him with a crane.

Ye Chonglan left, and there were only a few imperial physicians and palace servants guarding the outer hall to take care of her. Mu Qinghua sat up with some difficulty, and looked down at her gray [Plague] buff, her brows were so tight that they could pinch a fly to death.

Fortunately, although he is a little weak, he has no other discomfort, but he doesn't know when this layer of buff will disappear.

As for whether this buff will never disappear with him, he is not particularly worried. His current body is different from that of ordinary people. It is composed of a bunch of data. The body of ordinary people will have birth, old age, sickness and death. , but the data combination body will definitely not have.

At most, it's just a mid-level buff like it is now. I think he did experiments with the zombie virus at the beginning. No matter how severe the plague is, it is more powerful than zombies? !

Don't even think about it and know it's impossible.

Mu Qinghua originally wanted to lie down for a few days, and wait for it to disappear slowly, but thinking of Ye Chonglan's worried eyes, she finally opened the package, rummaged through it, and picked out a few small medicines, regardless of the difficulty. It is not difficult to eat, and it is all filled in the stomach.

Although the effect was slow, it was not completely useless, Mu Qinghua nodded in satisfaction.

The courtyard where Mu Qinghua lived was quiet and well-protected, but the outside was in chaos. Fortunately, with the emperor in charge, the chaos quickly calmed down after a moment.

More than 1000 imperial guards surrounded the entire other courtyard and guarded it. Without an imperial decree, not to mention people, even a fly would not be able to fly out.

As soon as Ye Chonglan stabilized the situation, he was dragged away by the imperial physician. He checked the pulse and took medicine. All the things he used before were burned.

After he sent a few handwritten orders to the capital in a hurry, he had time to sit down and think about the current situation.

There was indeed a plague on the way back to Beijing in the previous life, not only was he recruited, almost a quarter of the civil and military officials were here, and the vitality of the imperial court was greatly damaged, which gave some ambitious people the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes.

But it shouldn't appear in this life. He got the memory left by the original owner. He sent the courtiers back to the capital as soon as he woke up. He didn't even let them participate in the sacrifice. Being careful all the way made it safe for people to protect him.

All civil and military officials returned to the court safely, and this time he returned to Beijing, on the surface it looked like there were only a thousand people escorting him, but in the dark it was like an iron bucket. It is impossible for the plague to spread here. What link came out? Mistake?

When Ye Chonglan was bored, he called out the leaders of the secret guards, and asked every detail word by word, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

Reluctantly finishing the matter calmly, Ye Chonglan raised his foot and walked towards Mu Qinghua's courtyard in an instant, but unfortunately, he was stopped by a large number of court ladies and relatives on the way, and the crying sound made him have a headache. I can only throw off my sleeves and walk back.

The pent-up anger in his heart could not be vented, he could only tell himself over and over again to hold back, must hold back, don't turn a windmill and kill this group of people!

At night, when the night is dark and the wind is high, it is a good time to kill and set fire to climb the wall to have an affair.

The black figure avoided everyone, turned over and jumped into the house, knocked down the waiters in the outer room one by one, and then walked into the inner bedroom.

Mu Qinghua woke up immediately, seeing the other party's expression was not disturbed, but there was a little bit of disapproval in his eyes, "I told you not to come." A little plague can't kill him, but the other party is an ordinary person body is not necessarily the case.

Ye Chonglan puffed his mouth, and sat down in front of his bed, "Am I worried about you?"

He took out a greased paper bag from his pocket, handed it over, and continued, "I even brought you something to eat." There was a bit of flattery in his words.

Mu Qinghua felt a little helpless, he dug out some small medicine and watched the other person take it, so he felt relieved.

After Ye Chonglan took the medicine, he sat cross-legged on the bed, and told the other party about his arrangements bit by bit. He is not a genius with a big picture. Ye Chonglan has self-knowledge. He understands where his abilities lie and the position of the king of a country. It was really embarrassing for him.

Fortunately, there is Mu Qinghua by his side. Although the other party has no experience, it is always good for two people to discuss everything. If he is alone, Ye Chonglan feels that he probably won't last long, so he will clean up. The burden ran away.

Mu Qinghua's sudden collapse made him a little panicked, not only because the other party was someone he liked, but also because in this strange world, the other party was the only person he could trust and stand side by side with.

If the Taoist priest is dead, he doesn't even want to stay even a second longer in this place where tigers and wolves surround him and is full of intrigues.

Therefore, even though he doesn't know medical skills, even if he comes here, it won't help, and may even endanger himself, but just sitting opposite each other and staring at the other person's cold eyes carefully, he is at ease.

After the second day, a few fell down again in the other courtyard, and the plague spread, and there were even some harem concubines inside.

Those who got the plague were quickly isolated and controlled, and those who didn't get it were not allowed to move around at will. Fires were lit in several places in the other courtyard, and some clothes and utensils were burned without mercy.

Ye Chonglan deliberately set aside a place for the imperial doctors to boil medicine for treatment. A large amount of wormwood quicklime and the like were brought in in batches, and they were sprinkled every morning and afternoon, making the air smell weird.

Apart from the concubines and concubines, the people who follow the emperor are the relatives of the emperor. These people have been pampered since childhood, and their status is precious. Naturally, they are all afraid of death. Every day, people are frightened and rack their brains to escape from this place. , It's a pity that the person sitting here is not someone else, but the emperor. Everyone has that idea, but no one dares to really say it.

So some people kept playing, trying to get those who got the plague out of other villages first, so as to reduce the risk.

This is also a feasible method, but Ye Chonglan refuses to say anything. It's a joke. He can't control others, but what about the head of his family? If other people are moved out, then the head of his family will definitely stay. Can't stop.

Thinking about his patriarch's pale little face and his body as thin as a bamboo pole, how could he be willing to let the other party fight the disease outside alone? Man, he will be shot to death by the big brother!

Being pushed into a hurry, he discussed it with his poor little Taoist priest, and finally Mu Qinghua took out some small medicines, mixed them with the imperial doctor's boiled medicine, and gave everyone to drink it.

The little medicine of the head pastor is very miraculous. The little medicine of the head pastor can cure all diseases. It is no problem to fight the plague with the little medicine of the head pastor. Even Mu Qinghua himself did not think that it would have little effect on himself Small medicine, it will have such a significant effect on other people.

The first day, the second day, just a few days, the people who got the plague miraculously began to get better, and the plague never spread again.

Ten days later, the imperial physicians happily reported that the epidemic had been completely brought under control, and there should be no problem as long as we observe it for a few more days.

Things gradually spread, and everyone felt a sense of reverence for the priest who took out the medicine. Ever since Mu Qinghua got sick, the yard that people avoided was now crowded with waiters. The place where the head wants to go.

Everyone thought in their hearts that they deserved to be the man who is going to be a national teacher!

During the days when Mu Qinghua was lying in bed, he didn't do nothing, at least he already knew the culprit of the sudden emergence of this epidemic, and there was no one else except King Qi.

As for how he knows that he doesn't leave the door and doesn't go out, as long as a small team can get everything done!

In fact, this is considered a golden thigh, and he regretted why he didn't think of using it at the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have to lie down for more than ten days.

Mu Qinghua found out on the second day after he fell down, and then, that night, he stayed up half the night and specially fiddled with something, allowing Ye Chonglan to find a chance to get it on King Qi.

In less than half an hour, King Qi called the imperial physician, and after an examination, it was indeed a plague.

King Qi was stunned, what is this, lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot?Not only did he smash his feet, but he was about to smash his whole body into meatloaf!

He couldn't figure it out anyway, how did he get infected? !

Since he made up his mind to use this method, he naturally protected himself tightly from the beginning. If it was not necessary, he would not even step out of his own room, and the yard he lived in was even more tightly guarded. How did he get infected under such a guard like an iron bucket? !

King Qi wanted to cry, but although the weather was getting warmer, he seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, his teeth were trembling from the cold.

As soon as his illness was reported, someone came and isolated his confidants, those who served him, and himself separately.

It’s the same house as before, the same food, clothing and treatment, and he doesn’t even go out like before, but he was voluntary before, but now he is forced to. In his anxiety, he smashed everything in the room, but It's useless, but no one cares about him.

The days were dark and hopeless. He was imprisoned in this small room and seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world. He could only watch helplessly as his white and healthy skin gradually turned gray and dark, and then blisters appeared. Squeeze, and pus will come out.

What is the scariest thing? It's not death. It's watching yourself go to death bit by bit, but you don't even have the strength to struggle.

Until one day, when he was drowsy, he suddenly heard the cheers outside, the magic medicine given by the national teacher can relieve the epidemic!Suddenly, a bright light burst out from the lifeless eyes, which was the will to survive.

He shouted hoarsely, his body was already festering, he wanted medicine, he wanted to live!He doesn't want to die!

The door, which had been silent for a long time, finally responded this time. With a creak, the long-lost sunlight shone in, but it couldn't dispel the gloomy and dead energy in the room.

King Qi was ecstatic, his eyes were stabbed by the sudden bright light, causing some physiological tears to flow out, but he insisted on widening his eyes, watching the tall figure against the light gradually walk in.

With straight eyebrows, a handsome face, and bright amber eyes, the person who came slowly has a calm and elegant demeanor, and every move can be painted.

Seeing such an outstanding emperor, King Qi felt intense jealousy. That kind of jealousy has always existed since he was a child, and it has been integrated into his bone marrow.

Especially now, when I'm lingering on the bed like a dead dog, panting!

"Brother Huang..." He raised the festered hand that made him sick even looking at it, "Help me..."

Ye Chonglan looked at him indifferently, and neither made a sound nor stepped forward until the hand dropped limply and landed on the bed.

King Qi's hopeful eyes slowly changed, he seemed to see something, the brilliance in his eyes changed from hope to disappointment, and then to disbelief, "Brother Huang..." He was still dying.

Ye Chonglan tilted his head, and the hair on his sideburns fell to the side of his face because of his actions. Then he finally spoke, but what he said made King Qi close his eyes and almost passed out.

"What you get yourself, you should also bear it yourself, right?!"

King Qi was stunned, and countless crazy thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he still said with difficulty: "What does the emperor mean, the minister... I don't understand..."

Ye Chonglan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said bluntly: "At first, I didn't want to do it so soon. Killing people is certainly fun, but torturing people is more interesting, but who would have thought that you would be so impatient to seek death? Don't change after you move. people, then you go to die."

His voice was calm and calm, without any unnecessary emotional ups and downs, which made King Qi feel chills. He panted and said with great fear: "You, you know, you already knew...you know everything... You can see it, you can see it..."

When he said this, he looked at Ye Chonglan as if he was looking at a devil.

What Ye Chonglan wanted was also his fear and despair, and he directly gave him the most fatal blow, "The small forest on the back mountain of Jin'an Mountain, the side hall in the other courtyard, my concubine's taste is okay, then But she is really a beauty, don't worry, I am still reluctant to touch her for the time being, she will be treated well, and your son will be well too!"

King Qi was lying on the head of the bed, spouting a mouthful of blood, staining the bed frame red.

Ye Chonglan didn't stay any longer, and left immediately after speaking, only King Qi screamed at the top of his lungs behind him: "Brother Huang! Brother Huang! I know I'm wrong... You spare me, spare me... ..."

The door was mercilessly closed, and the begging for mercy turned into a desperate curse.

"Li Xinyuan! Li Xinyuan! You must die! This king will never let you go even if he becomes a ghost..."

The people guarding the door did not dare to listen to the voices inside, and consciously walked a little further away. Ye Chonglan took a deep breath of fresh air, and the rotten smell lingering in his nose finally dissipated.

The corners of his lips twitched, his brows and eyes softened, and the unfathomable disguise he had just pretended to be was completely gone. As for the howling ghosts and wolves behind him, he said that he could just scream, anyway, it won't last long.

However, he rubbed his arms that were still a little cold while standing under the sun. The poison made by his patriarch was really powerful. It only took a few days to turn a good person into that ghostly look. It seems that we must not offend him in the future!

Two days later, King Qi died, a little earlier than Ye Chonglan expected. It is said that the people who went to collect the body felt sick and vomited when they saw King Qi's body.

The corpse was burned in the end, and it was burnt into a jar of ashes without even a decent funeral. This was the request of the imperial physicians, for fear of contagion.

Of course Ye Chonglan knew that it would not be really contagious, the other party was not plague, but poisoned.

In this plague, one king of Qi died before and after, while the others were intact.

When He Qingzhen heard the news, she was stunned. If it wasn't for the news being told by her cronies, she would have thought it was just a joke, a very bad joke.

But all the people in the other courtyard wore mourning clothes, and the emperor walked out of the dark coffin with the help of the emperor himself. There was also a spiritual seat, which was the spiritual seat of King Qi.

The moment she saw the name on the spirit tablet, she didn't know whether it was grief or fear, or both, her mind went blank and she could hardly move normally.

King Qi is dead, what should she do?Obviously, the emperor and the Taoist priest were the ones who were most affected by this epidemic, so why did King Qi get infected?

She couldn't figure it out, and her mind was even more chaotic, and she was more worried about her future.

Half a month later, the emperor, who had been away from the palace for almost four months, finally returned to the palace. The first thing that greeted him was the empress dowager's tears, not the prostration and warm welcome of all the officials.

Empress Dowager Liu looks young, not particularly old, but her brows are very haggard. She is the successor of the first emperor, and she has one son and three daughters. King Qi is her only son, and now, the only son has died suddenly. , She didn't even see the last face. Although Empress Dowager Liu received the bad news early in the morning, she still cried and fainted the moment she saw the coffin.

As the emperor and Empress Dowager Liu's son in name, Ye Chonglan naturally couldn't let him go. She personally sent the Empress Dowager back to the palace, and recruited the imperial physician to check the pulse and give medicine.

When he came out of the bedroom, the moon and the stars had already come out, he touched his belly and felt very hungry.

Ye Chonglan went directly to Fenghua Hall, which was not too far from the emperor's bedroom, and was arranged for Mu Qinghua's temporary residence.

If it weren't for the complicated people here, and he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Mu Qinghua, he would be very happy to arrange him in his bedroom directly, which is a pity.

Although he can't be slept together, he still needs to eat together. He doesn't want to eat alone, it will definitely affect his appetite.

There are many maple leaves in the Fenghua Palace, but it is a pity that the season is not right, otherwise you will definitely see a gorgeous scene in full swing.

As soon as Ye Chonglan entered the hall, he saw a figure standing by the window. The wind blowing at night messed up his hair and confused his eyes.

Ye Chonglan coughed dryly, managed to suppress his image of being a gentleman at all, and then glanced at the neatly arranged meals on the table, with white smoke curling up, woo, it was still hot.

As a result, his mood immediately became high, and a cheerful atmosphere enveloped the whole person, "You haven't eaten yet? Are you waiting for me?"

Mu Qinghua was silent, and silence was the default, Ye Chonglan's smile grew stronger.

After dinner, Ye Chonglan pulled the other party to talk for a while, and when he left, he was also reluctant because the priest of his family refused him to stay overnight.

He understood what Mu Qinghua meant. This is the imperial palace after all, and there are too many constraints. Even if neither of them is someone who takes others seriously, every place has its own rules. After all, their current identities cannot do whatever they want. of.

Ye Chonglan felt that the previous life was much better than the present, how free it was back then, leaving the worries to Shen Qin, he and his family leader could get bored with each other all the time, and there was no need to follow a lot of light bulbs behind him, how wonderful.

The most important thing is that there are countless zombies for him to practice, and in this life, he has not touched the hilt of a sword for a long time, and he has not had the opportunity to make his heavy sword or light sword. Will the king of the country stand by the sword furnace to forge iron and pull bellows to forge swords?At that time, there will definitely be a lot of people nagging in his ears!

He is very envious of Mu Qinghua, who can practice swordsmanship openly and aboveboard every morning, and he, even drinking a glass of water, is watched by more than a dozen people, let alone other things.

Early the next morning, Ye Chonglan faced the most difficult challenge since he became Li Xinyuan—going to court!

Fortunately, he didn't spend this past month in vain. He made up for it ruthlessly. Combined with some memories left by the original owner, he still knows about Tong Dynasty's national conditions and people's livelihood, and the positions and names of civil and military officials. It was random, so this morning morning went quite smoothly, but his patience was not very good, and after sitting for half an hour, he wanted to doze off.

Ye Chonglan really doesn't understand why sometimes someone can speak eloquently about a sesame-sized matter, citing a lot of classics, simple things become complicated, and complicated things become controversial. Ye Chonglan finally knows that going to court is a waste of money What a boring time.

But because the emperor had been away for four months, there were still a lot of things piled up. If he didn't care about his own image, Ye Chonglan would have wanted to open his mouth and yawn a long time ago.

Ye Chonglan felt that the first thing he did when he became emperor was to teach the people under him how to speak.

Say the key points when talking, and omit the unnecessary ones directly, they can save a little saliva, and his spirit will be less damaged, how good it is!

Just when Ye Chonglan made his upper and lower eyelids fight by sitting up high, a familiar name finally woke him up from his drowsiness.

Following a high-pitched singing, a man in a snow-colored Taoist robe walked into the hall against the light.

He was not walking fast, but not very slow, step by step, walking calmly, his long and narrow eyes were calm and calm.

Mu Qinghua stood still in the hall, he didn't kneel, but bent slightly, with his right hand in front of his chest, and made an extravagant salute.

"Impoverished and immortal, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Mu Qinghua was officially conferred, and the emperor personally decreed the canonization, rejecting all those who were close to him, Mu Qinghua moved into Lanyue Pavilion without making a sound.

Lanyue Pavilion is the residence of the previous national teachers in the capital. It is inside the imperial palace. There is a building named Zhaixing in the pavilion. It is the tallest building in the entire capital. Every national teacher will watch the stars here for fortune-telling and test good or bad luck.

Mu Qinghua strolled around Lanyue Hall for a while, and was quite satisfied with it, it was very quiet, there were few people in the hall, everyone performed their duties, and he, the national teacher, did not need to worry about ordinary trivial matters.

It's a pity that he is satisfied, but Ye Chonglan is not satisfied at all. Although Lanyue Pavilion is still in the palace, it is on the outskirts. From the harem to the front hall, the two of them are farther apart!To visit his Taoist priest, he still has to travel through half of the palace, so he has something to worry about.

Xin Guoshi took office, and the news that he cured the plague with medicines when he was in another hospital spread quickly. While the people were curious about the new national teacher, they also respected him more and more.

The status of the national teacher Tong Chao was already extraordinary, and the national teachers of all dynasties were inevitably turned into gods, so Mu Qinghua's little medicine became a magic medicine that could cure all diseases. Many people tried every means to get one. bottle.

During that period of time, the number of counterfeit medicines in Beijing skyrocketed.

In order to curb this phenomenon, Lanyue Pavilion had to come up with a strategy, maybe one day a month, or one day every two months, the Lanyue Pavilion would come forward and deliver the medicine within the prescribed amount, so as to crack down on counterfeiting Drugs can also benefit the people, and by the way, it can also improve the reputation of Lanyue Pavilion, which can serve multiple purposes.

But Mu Qinghua still has the right to decide the strategy. He is not only the owner of the pavilion, but also the person who makes the medicine. If he doesn't agree, there is nothing he can do.

After hearing this, Mu Qinghua was silent for a while, and finally said: "Ten quotas per month, the one with the highest price will get it."

"Ah?" The people below were dumbfounded, and someone bit the bullet and said: "Lord National Teacher, this is not good." Doing so will definitely leave the impression of mercenary for outsiders, and it will definitely have a negative effect on the reputation of Lanyue Pavilion. damage.

"Tsk." Mu Qinghua said indifferently: "Pharmaceuticals also cost money and energy. Do you think you can make them casually? The cost and hard work are indispensable."

Although he said so, the truth is that such a small medicine can really be made casually. Mu Qinghua's medicine refining specialization is at the full level. Medicines are definitely produced in batches.

But how could he miss such a good opportunity to make money.

It's not that the previous national teachers have produced strange things, but I have never seen someone who loves money so much. Isn't Qingdong Temple in Jin'an Mountain not stained with mortals? How could there be such a philistine disciple.

For the reputation of Lanyue Pavilion for hundreds of years, everyone almost risked it all. Everyone was jealous and argued hard, resolutely not to let the newly appointed national teacher discredit Lanyueguan.

Mu Qinghua fought against this group of people for the whole afternoon, but was finally defeated. A group of "Moon Moon Hall Believers" were simply too old-fashioned and stubborn. In the end, he could only offer ten more places, twenty places a month, Generally, it is for ordinary people, and it is free to send, and the other half will be the one with the highest price, and the money earned will belong to him.

A group of people wanted to fight again, but seeing the firm expression on the opponent's face, it was obvious that this was his bottom line, and it was absolutely impossible for him to back down. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and could only give up.

Mu Qinghua officially put the practice of Xiaoyao on the agenda of making money, and within a few days after the twenty copies of Xiaoyao were delivered, someone came to the door again. Well, he took back what he said earlier, this place is not clean at all.

The person who came was Prime Minister Li, the head of civil servants. The only thing Mu Qinghua had in common with him was when he was entrusted to the imperial court that day, he accidentally glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. He didn't even know each other. He didn't understand. The other party's intention.

Although the national teacher is highly respected among the officials, there is little interaction between the two.