Buddhist son [Quick Transmigration]

morning.

On the luxurious big bed, Chen Mo opened his eyes.

Seeing the wooden bed top that would never appear in his own house at a glance, he sighed in disappointment.

Why is he still in ancient times?

Chen Mo sat up, his long hair like a waterfall fell from his shoulders.

Tell him again.

He is still in ancient times.

Chen Mo, who had just woken up, still had some confusion in his eyes: "...when can I go back?"

There are still patients waiting for him over there!

"Your Highness, are you up?" Someone came immediately after hearing the movement outside the door, and asked softly.

Chen Mo calmed down and started the day of Prince Dasheng.

The door was opened, and more than a dozen maids and eunuchs filed in.

Dressing, tidying up, serving water, carrying out their duties, many but not chaotic.

Because he didn't have the memory of the former prince, Chen Mo didn't know whether this treatment should be enjoyed by the prince, but he just let the maids fiddle with it like a clothes hanger.

Although the scene is a bit bigger, it is understandable to be extravagant considering the high degree of centralization of the ancient feudal class.

The emperor specially assigned a chief eunuch to the prince, surnamed Wen.

Rich, kind, and considerate of everything, he took care of Chen Mo like a giant baby, and he didn't have to do anything himself.

Manager Wen saluted, stood outside the door and asked respectfully: "Your Highness, breakfast is ready, do you want to eat it in the front hall, or?"

With her hair tied up and her attire finished, Chen Mo put on his sleeves: "Go to the front hall."

"Yes, Your Highness."

When we got to the front hall, dozens of plates filled the table.

The moment Chen Mo came in, he thought he had come to the cafeteria.

Are there too many tricks? !

Manager Wen smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, stood beside Chen Mo, and served him dishes: "Your Highness, this is specially made for you by the Imperial Dining Room. You can taste each dish to see how it tastes. If you If you are satisfied, we will make it according to this taste in the future, if you are not satisfied, we will improve it."

Chen Mo took the chopsticks and finished the bite-sized dish brought by Mr. Wen.

Dozens of dishes came over, and I was almost full.

"Well, it's okay, put less seasoning in the future."

Chen Mo doesn't like to eat things that are too salty or too sweet.

His taste is bland.

Boss Wen bent down: "Yes, Your Highness, the servant has made a note."

Then he waved to the most beautiful maid waiting on the side: "Serve tea."

"Your Highness, please drink tea. This is the best Mingqian tea that Cangzhou paid tribute to. Your Majesty specially sent a box to His Highness yesterday." Ming Yu, who was serving the tea in the emperor's Zichen Palace before, said very carefully and respectfully. .

Not only because of the preciousness of this tea, but also because of His Majesty's concern for the crown prince.

Ming Yu was a little nervous.

I'm afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince will despise her and don't want her to serve her.

For those who serve in front of the prince's palace, most of the time, following the right person is the most important thing.

Now the prince has dispelled the rumors of being deposed and has become the most favored prince by the emperor. The Sanssouci Palace, which was originally sparsely populated, has instantly become the place where they, the court ladies and eunuchs, most want to go.

Ming Yu was actually very happy to be assigned to work beside the prince.

Because she is good-looking, capable, and has no ambitions, she has stayed with all the big shots in the palace, and took the opportunity to see many things clearly.

Almost no part of the palace is clean.

Everyone had blood on their hands.

Except Sanssouci Palace.

The previous prince had always been the type to be bullied.

After Chen Mo came, he also stayed at home.

From Ming Yu's point of view, this is simply the only clean stream in the palace.

Even if the emperor doesn't assign her here, she wants to come here herself.

"Ah."

Chen Mo picked it up and casually took a sip.

"Let it go."

People who are used to drinking modern coffee seldom drink tea anymore.

It's not that the tea is not good, but that the tea is not refreshing enough.

Ming Yu retreated behind Chen Mo, and Director Wen introduced kindly: "Your Highness, this is Aunt Ming Yu who served the Queen Mother, Queen, and Your Majesty back then, and will serve Your Highness from now on."

Chen Mo glanced at the girl who was called aunt in her twenties: "Well, is there anything else?"

"The two envoys from Beidou Kingdom that you wanted to see yesterday were already waiting in the side hall this morning. Do you want to announce them in?" Director Wen asked.

Chen Mo stood up: "I'll go see them."

"...Yes, Your Highness."

Although he was surprised, Director Wen, who didn't dare to question him, still bent down to accept the order obediently.

Chen Mo approached the side hall, and the armored guards on both sides stood up instantly.

"See Your Highness!"

Chen Mo: The voice was so loud, I was almost startled!

"Thank you." Chen Mo raised his foot and stepped across the threshold.

The door of the palace was closed, and the guards outside the door winked together.

"Let me just say that His Highness is approachable, but you still don't believe me! Can Commander Zhong's words still be false? It is your blessing to be assigned to Sanssouci Palace!"

"Your Highness just talked to me! I was wrong! I will definitely guard Your Highness in the future! I will never be lazy!"

"Come on! You were still dozing off when you were standing guard at the imperial concubine last month..."

"Hey, that's enough! If you say it again, I'll lose my face!"

……

"His Royal Highness."

The two figures sitting in the hall immediately stood up.

Chen Mo smiled lightly at the two young people with miserable backgrounds, raised his hand and said, "It's okay, let's all sit down."

The little princess in the skirt smiled very familiarly and said, "Your Highness, you are so kind, much better than that pumpkin face!"

"Who is Pumpkin Face?" Chen Mo was curious.

"It's the one who sat next to you last time, frowning like a pumpkin."

The wonderful metaphor of the little princess made Chen Mo's smile wider.

"Oh, you mean the second brother? He is probably worried about something important." Chen Mo said casually.

The little princess curled her lips and muttered in a low voice: "I think he's just thinking about how to fight for power and gain and become the prince?"

Chen Mo, who is not bad at hearing: "..."

You say that, it seems to be right?

King Qi really wanted to fight for the crown prince.

The young man coughed lightly from the side, and signaled his sister to control her emotions: "Sorry, Your Highness, my sister is young and doesn't understand etiquette. I hope you can forgive me."

Chen Mo glanced at the two brothers and sisters, and comforted him with a light smile: "Why are you so reserved, you all know Yan Shangshu and Qi Langzhong, don't you know my temperament? He should have told you all, right?"

The young man's heart trembled suddenly.

He just knew it! ! !

How could this hidden scheming master not know that they deliberately calculated him before, they used Yan Shangshu as a bait, and then through Qi Anyan, let him face off with King Qi, attracting Emperor Dasheng, trying to completely defeat him Great Japan.

He thought he was doing it very secretly, but he didn't know that he had a pair of eyes that had already seen all this.

The young man sighed in his heart.

What is he hesitating about?

Let's vote.

So, the young man knelt down neatly on his knees, saluted with both hands flat, and there was a trace of prayer in his eyes: "Your Highness is wise, it's just that everyone in Beidou didn't know about this incident, and it was all done by me!"

"If Your Highness is angry, I will punish you! For the sake of the kindness of the people of Beidou, I hope His Highness will treat you kindly."

Very confused Chen Mo: ...? ? ?

Is it fashionable to suddenly kneel down now?

He didn't say anything?

Why did you kneel down?

Does he look terrible?

Chen Mo reached out and touched his chin and cheek, and became even more puzzled. He didn't grow a second face, did he?

Seeing that the prince didn't answer, the young man rubbed his chin pretending to ponder, and immediately gritted his teeth secretly. He really deserves to be a scheming master, this scheming is really deep enough!

It seems that if he doesn't make a promise today, I'm afraid this matter will not be good!

I can only use my hole cards!

"Your Highness, in fact, what we released this time about the deal between Yan Shangshu and the Great Sun Kingdom is not all false." The young man whispered.

Chen Mo paused, and frowned slightly: "You mean salt, or mines?"

What can make a minister's heart move is nothing more than these forbidden items controlled by the state.

He really knew! ! !

The young man became more certain, and his tone became more cautious.

"It's salt, but the Great Japan has mastered another salt-making technology. Its appearance is similar to ordinary table salt, but..." the young man paused.

"If you eat too much, you may get a disease. The neck is thick and swollen, which looks very scary!"

There was a coldness in the young man's eyes.

Those officials of the Great Japanese Kingdom really don't treat people as human beings. They are all like this, and they still only want to sell fake salt? !

Chen Mo understood this as soon as he heard it.

Iodine deficiency can cause big neck disease.

Every modern person knows this common sense, let alone a doctor.

but.

The reason why these people get big neck disease is mainly because there is no other way to supplement iodine, right?

Chen Mo thought about the location.

The Great Japan seems to be in the north, there is no sea there, and they probably can't eat iodine-enriched food such as kelp.

That was a bit tricky indeed.

Chen Mo looked down at the young man below, always feeling that his thoughts were not too superficial.

"So, you want to..."