Liao agarwood

The severe drought in Qingzhou has been resolved, and Ling Muqing heard about it on the way back to Beijing. After much deliberation, he decided to tell Ling Sheng about the fact that Murong Wuhen's disaster relief money was forcibly withheld.After hearing this, Ling Cheng pondered for a while, and said, "According to Qinger's opinion, what should I do?" Ling Muqing shook his head, "Corrupt officials exist all the time, and it is almost impossible to eradicate them."

Ling Cheng smiled slightly, "What Qinger said is true, but this trend must not prevail. When I was young and vigorous, I went to the common people several times. Naturally, they didn't dare to go too far. It's just that after getting old, they lived in the deep palace for a long time. , I really don’t listen to the sufferings of the people.” Ling Muqing stroked his chin and heard the emperor’s hidden meaning, “Grandfather wants to pay a private visit in disguise?”

Ling Cheng nodded, and said with a smile, "My health is getting worse and worse. In the future, I really have no chance. While I can still move now, I will do more for the welfare of the people, and I will be the king of a country for many years in vain. "Grandpa's birthday is as long as the sky," Ling Muqing read, "Grandson is willing to go with you." Ling Cheng glanced at her and said with a smile, "I have that intention, and Muran also wants to take it with me." I did. You two had such a good relationship when you were young, but now you are getting more and more distant."

The emperor had something to say, Ling Muqing pretended not to understand, Ling Cheng sighed helplessly, waved his hand, "Okay, you can go back." Ling Muqing knelt down, Ling Cheng read the memorial for a while, and tapped on the table with his fingers. A few times.A cold-faced man in black came out from the darkness and knelt on the ground. Ling Cheng put down the memorial and looked at the man in black, "Go and investigate Mo Liang." "Yes!"

The next day Ling Sheng used the excuse of being unwell to let the crown prince Ling Peiyao supervise the country, assisting each other, and retreating to "rehabilitate" by himself.The officials didn't know the truth, they only knew that the emperor was getting old and it was very common to get sick, but they didn't know that the "sick" emperor had already left the capital with people.

On the official road, a carriage that didn't look gorgeous passed by, followed by four tall horses on the left and right, and all of them were strong men with swords on their waists.The drivers were an old man without a need and a young woman in a black dress. These were Ling Muqing and his party.Ling Cheng was sitting in the carriage, and Ling Muqing and Ling Muran were sitting opposite him. The three of them rarely lost their identities, talking and laughing like ordinary grandparents, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"I've grown up, and this is the first time I've been out of Beijing! The scenery outside is much better. If the imperial grandfather comes out in the future, he must bring his grandson with him!" Ling Muran lay on the side of the carriage window, lifted the curtain and looked out. He yelled excitedly, "Lin Chen, get out of my way, you are blocking my sight!" Lin Chen silently pulled the rein, please princess, you have let me out of the way for the fifth time!Why can I block your sight anywhere!

Ling Cheng twirled his beard and joked, "Muran has also reached his age. Your father asked me to choose a son-in-law for you to marry me a few days ago. After you get married, let your husband-in-law take you to travel all over the country. Wouldn't it be better to follow him?" Is this a bad old man happy?" Ling Muran put down the curtains, sat upright and acted like a baby to Ling Cheng, "Grandfather, I don't want to marry. When Sister Yao got married, you also said that she would be happy, but Sister Yao didn't at all. I was happy before! I don't want to marry, and I don't want to be fooled by you!"

Ling Muyao is the second daughter of the crown prince, three years older than Ling Muran. The year before last, the crown prince asked for a marriage, and she married the concubine son of the grand master who had been engaged to be married earlier.Royal marriages are mostly for the purpose of wooing and making friends. How many people can be truly happy?Most of them lived their lives in harmony, but the grand master's bastard was really not safe. Whether Ling Muyao lived well or not, she was not favored at first, and even less people cared after she got married.

Ling Cheng was silent for a while, Ling Muran turned his eyes, and looked at Ling Muqing beside him with a smile, "Besides, Miss Huang is older than me, she's not even married, so it's not my turn." Ling Muqing glanced at her With a glance, he said with a faint smile, "I am the prince, and you are the princess, they are not the same." Ling Muran curled his lips, "What a prince of Xiao, sister Huang, do you still want to marry a concubine?"

"I won't bother you if I marry the concubine or not. You should think about yourself. If the second uncle really wants you to marry, you won't be able to resist." Ling Muqing said casually, hearing the word concubine , Mo Liangyi's hair disheveled inexplicably appeared in his mind.If she could really tie her hair up and put on her wedding dress, she would give up everything and marry her as the concubine, so what?

When Ling Muran heard her mentioning the crown prince, he immediately became depressed, and leaned on her shoulder complaining, "My father really hates you, you worry about it all day long." "Second uncle is also doing it for your own good." Ling Muqing said out of conscience, In front of Ling Cheng, Ling Muran didn't dare to say anything about Ling Peiyao, and pursed his lips humming.

"You're an adult, but you still have a child's heart." Ling Cheng looked at the two sisters and sighed, "Your imperial sister is only one year older than you, but she is much more sensible than you." Ling Muran said with a grin, "The emperor Grandpa likes Miss Huang, so it's fine no matter how you look at it."

Even though she said that, she didn't feel dissatisfied at all.Ling Muran grew up with Ling Muqing since they were young, and their relationship is still very good. Ling Muqing lost his mother when he was young, and Ling Peixuan was away all year round. Ling Cheng was a little partial to Ling Muqing, but Ling Muran never cared.

The carriage stopped slowly, and Ling Cheng asked loudly, "Qi Shun, why did you stop?" "Master, we have arrived in Pingyuan County." Eunuch Qi's voice came from outside, and Ling Sheng stretched out his hand The carriage curtain happened to see the city gate, "Enter the city." Ling Sheng gave an order, Qi Shun agreed, and the carriage moved again.

"From the capital to Qingzhou City, we have to go through two counties, three counties and one city. The plain is the first stop. Let's take a break. I will send someone to investigate tomorrow. Due to the limited time, we will clarify the situation and rectify it when we return to Beijing. " Ling Cheng already had a plan in mind, Ling Muqing and Ling Muran didn't understand it very well, so they nodded together.Ling Cheng smiled and said, "When we're outside, we have to change our address."

Ling Muqing hummed, "Grandpa said so." Ling Cheng stroked his beard and laughed, "Qing'er can be taught." Ling Muran also laughed, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Then why am I called Huangjie? Sister Eleven? Our family has too many children, doesn't it sound strange?"

Ling Cheng said, "I haven't heard you call Qing'er the Eleventh Sister on weekdays, but now I'm getting entangled. Calling Sister is, I... I only brought the two of you on this trip, who knows how many people are in our family?" Child?" Ling Muran shrugged and stuck out his tongue, "I know, grandpa, sister."

The carriage walked for a while, and stopped at the entrance of an inn. Ling Muran's personal maid, Lan Xiyu, got out of the carriage neatly. Qi Shun muttered that it is good to be young, and went down from the other side, and opened the curtain with his hand, "Master , two ladies, let's rest at the Yuelai Inn today."

Ling Muqing and Ling Muran were alone, helping Ling Sheng get out of the carriage. Ling Sheng looked up at the signboard of the inn and nodded.Qi Shun hurriedly led him to the inn, Ling Sheng hadn't lifted his foot, and was squeezed between him and Qi Shun. "My lord, I see that your heavenly court is full of dragon energy, and you are really the appearance of a real dragon. However, your seal is black and your eyes are dim. I think you will have a catastrophe within a month! Why don't you please I'll have a meal, and I'll take a closer look at it for you?"

The speaker was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, with a crooked bun on his head, and something that looked like a chopstick was stuck in it.Although she is poor, but she has delicate features, and she doesn't hide it at all, so you can tell that she is a woman.She was holding a banner in her hand, with the words "fortune-telling" written on it flying like a flying phoenix. She looked at Ling Cheng with a smile, her eyes were clear and bright.

"Hey! Where did you come from, don't talk nonsense in front of our master!" Qi Shun screamed, and the man turned his head, "Shut up, dead eunuch!" Qi Shun's face turned red, but his heart was scared I jumped, how did this strange Taoist figure out his identity?The Taoist seemed to see what he was thinking, and groped and groped from the wide sleeve, and found something to stick to his mouth, "This father-in-law, Pindao gave you a fake beard, please don't disturb Pindao's business gone."

Qi Shun touched the fake beard stuck on his upper lip and was speechless. The Taoist priest had already turned his head and looked at Ling Cheng with a smile.Ling Cheng had already seen that this strange Taoist must know his identity, but he didn't know what she wanted to do, so he asked tentatively, "Who are you?" The Taoist held the banner in front of him, pointed to the words on it, "Poor Dao Ji Wuxia is a fortune teller."

Ling Cheng was vigilant, but Ji Wuxia was generous, touched his crooked hair, and said with a smile, "The poor business is bleak, and I haven't eaten for a few days. Please do me a favor, please." Ling Muran said in the A laugh came from the side, "You don't look like a fortune teller, but like a beggar." Ji Wuxia glanced at her, handed the banner to her left hand, pinched the fingers with her right hand, and smiled meaningfully, "Marriage comes naturally." One day, it is destined that Miss will have a knot in her life, but she can't make any progress with her sweetheart day and night, why don't you invite Pindao to have a meal, and Pindao will explain it to you?"

Ling Muran's face changed, and he looked at Ji Wuxia with more meaning in his eyes.Ling Muqing looked at Ling Muran, then at Ji Wuxia, stretched out her hand, and Lin Chen, who was standing behind her, immediately handed over a silver ingot.Ling Muqing brought the silver to Ji Wuxia, and said with a smile, "Can the Taoist priest check the marriage for me?" Ji Wuxia looked at her, pinched his fingers and muttered something.

"It's far away in the sky, but it's close in the heart. Ah, your sisters have the same purpose, they would rather bear the world than Qingqing." After Ji Wuxia finished speaking, he took the silver from Ling Muqing's hand unceremoniously, and put it in into the sleeve.Ling Muqing's heart was shocked, and he and Ling Muran looked at each other, both of them were full of thoughts.

Ling Cheng stretched out his hand, "Please enter the inn, Taoist priest, and I will treat you to a meal." "Okay!" Ji Wuxia readily agreed, threw the flag into Qi Shun's arms, and walked into the inn swaggeringly.Just as Qi Shun was about to have a fit, Ling Cheng said in a low voice, "This person is not simple, don't be abrupt, let someone check it out." Qi Shun responded with a look of panic, and Ling Sheng took the lead to follow up the inn with a complicated expression. .

As soon as Ji Wuxia entered the inn, he went straight to the counter, knocked on the table and yelled, "Pindao said that he would definitely come back, and he must drink your pear blossom brew! The poor is here, serve the wine!" The shopkeeper fiddled with the abacus, Without raising his head, "Smelly girl, you still owe me three taels of food money. A pot of pear flower brewing is 20 taels, how many times have you said, no credit."

"I'll buy it!" Ji Wuxia rolled up his sleeves, turned around and waved at Ling Cheng, "Come here, sir, and give me twenty altars of pear blossom wine!" The shopkeeper looked up and saw Ling Cheng's luxurious clothes, and said with a smile, " Yo, finally got a business? Are you not afraid that people will sue you at the Yamen for cheating money?" Ji Wuxia snorted coldly, and said proudly, "You think I'm not sure, that's because I'm not a trivial matter! It's your business , compared to how many piglets your sow has given birth to, it's worth my guess!"

The shopkeeper was too lazy to argue with her, "There are not as many as twenty jars, there are three jars left." Ji Wuxia curled her lips, "Come up, let's open a private room on the second floor, and serve delicious food and drink." Ignoring her, he walked out from behind the counter and came to Ling Sheng's side, cupping his hands respectfully, "My lord, are you going to eat or stay at the hotel?" Ling Cheng glanced at Ji Wuxia, who was careless, and said, "According to that Taoist priest As you said, the food and drink are prepared on the second floor. Regarding the accommodation, please negotiate with the shopkeeper and the butler."

Qi Shun, the "housekeeper" holding Ji Wuxia's fortune-telling banner, took a step forward, and the shopkeeper nodded at him, and called Xiaoer to take Ling Sheng and the others to the second floor.Ji Wuxia passed by the shopkeeper with her head held high, and she snorted softly, and the shopkeeper said with a smile, "Little magic stick, I have to eat and drink enough, I don't know when will be the next time I meet another business. "Ji Wuxia didn't care about his sarcasm, and followed Ling Sheng to the second floor.

The author has something to say: Damn, what a big bug, please fix it. . .