My country, you can pinch it

In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is coming. For the nobles of the clan and upper class, no matter how severe the cold outside is, it will not affect their extravagant banquets, the bustle of drinking and drinking, and the enchanting singing and dancing under silk and bamboo.

Once the gate of the palace is closed, the gate of the house is closed, and the ubiquitous snowflakes are also isolated.

Compared with the numb reports of the cold disaster that have already been heard in various places, it is the Emperor Shun's treatment of the Seventh Prince that attracts attention.

"...The Seventh Prince, Liu Ke, was named King Ning, and the fiefdom of Yongliang was conferred on me."

The eunuch's high-pitched voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

Knowing that Liu Ke was bound to be exiled from the capital, I never thought that the emperor would be so displeased that he would be "exiled" to the northwest frontier. This is really disgusting!

"Yongliang, the people of Dashun probably don't come as many as the barbarians, and it's almost as if they are ashamed and drink blood."

"There are some vicious gangsters there who want money but don't want to die. They are indeed suitable for the Seventh Prince. I wonder if we can still make trouble?"

"It's going to be a bit of a pain now, I guess it won't be long before I have to cry and cry for my mother to come back."

……

The ministers whispered to each other, and they were full of schadenfreude in their sighs. The people who had been hurt by Liu Ke celebrated with each other, and finally they didn't have to see this horrible thing anymore.

Concubine Wang Guifei and King Jing Yaoyao looked at each other, and saw the word "serve it right" in each other's eyes.

Looking at Liu Ke again, he drank the whole time, suffocating, and his cold and gloomy expression made others shy away.

King Jing was right next to him, and when he saw this, he came over with his wine glass and said in a low voice: "I said that if you can't stay in this capital, you can't stay, and if you insist on fighting with me, that's the end."

Liu Ke ignored him.

"Yongliang... that place is good, cold, sandstorm, drought, thugs, bandits, spies... natural disasters and man-made disasters are all there, Liu Ke, remember to bring more people."

Liu Ke's wine glass was empty, and he turned his head and hooked his fingers at a little maid. The little maid's face turned pale, and she leaned over tremblingly, poured the wine carefully, and stared at the wine glass, for fear of spilling it outside, which would make this man's heart ache. The bad King Ning broke out on the spot.

Seeing this, Liu Ke waved his hand, "Leave the pot and go to the side."

The little maid suddenly felt amnesty, she put down the jug and ran away.

Seeing this, King Jing sat beside him and said sarcastically: "You are not angry, what are you fussing about with a slave?"

"I didn't care about it, but you..." Liu Ke looked up at him, looking up and down, "jumping up and down like a monkey with a hat, making a villain's face, it's disgusting to look at."

"Chichi..." King Duan beside King Jing was listening with pricked ears, and finally couldn't help laughing, "Lao Qi still speaks so sharply."

King Jing stabbed coldly: "Why, the dog I don't want, you want it?"

Duan Wang was in a good mood when he saw the two brothers turned against each other. Not only was he not angry, but he shook his head with a smile and said, "We are all brothers, why bother to speak so harshly."

"Am I wrong? A dog matches a dog just right. Don't Brother Duan admit it?" This is ironic that King Duan gave Liu Ke an overly rich funeral ceremony.

"It's just a joke, do you take it seriously?"

At this time, Liu Ke was full of food and drink, stood up and walked between King Jing and King Duan, stretched out his arms, regardless of King Jing's disgust, put his arms around their shoulders and said with a smile: "You two brothers, the younger brother is going to the northwest. It’s been windy and sandy, so before you leave, don’t you feel complacent?”

Duan Wang couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Lao Qi, there is no one begging like you."

But King Jing broke free, brushed off his sleeves in disgust, and sneered: "It's better to give it to the dog than to you."

Liu Ke looked at him wonderingly: "Why did you carry the dog with you? I like it so much. Why don't I introduce you to the princess's sisters, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers."

When arguing with Liu Ke, you have to show your face first, but King Jing is obviously not, so he was so angry that he almost slapped the table: "Liu Ke."

"That's just getting angry, and that's too angry." Liu Ke clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly he lowered his head and leaned into King Jing's ear and said, "Royal Father just said that he gave me a fief, but when will you leave?" , it was not written in the imperial decree."

King Jing sneered, "Don't you still want to hang on?"

"Then it depends on the sincerity of the brothers." Liu Ke touched his bosom, took out two sheets that had been smothered in heat, and handed them to each other, "Everyone said that Yongliang is not a good place, so we must prepare enough of these things. .You don’t need to worry about what to give, brothers, just prepare according to my list.”

Duan Wang took his share and glanced at it roughly. He was ready for Liu Ke to open his mouth like a lion, but he didn't expect some surprises, so he turned to the end and looked for it again, for fear that he might miss it.

Seeing this, Liu Ke reminded: "Second brother, don't look at it, my brother only asks so much from you. If you feel sorry, I will accept more."

Duan Wang was determined, and he laughed loudly: "You are not so modest on weekdays, but I am not used to it. Don't worry, you will not be missing this little thing, and I will add something to you."

"Then thank you second brother first." Then Liu Ke looked at King Jing, "What did sixth brother say?"

King Jing also took it reluctantly, and opened it to have a look.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, King Duan couldn't help asking: "Are these two copies the same?"

Suddenly King Jing grabbed his list and put the two copies on the table for comparison.

Duan Wang leaned over and muttered: "I said the sixth, what's the comparison? The seventh doesn't want much, so it has to be exactly the same... Hey, there's so much difference!"

I saw that one of the gift lists was unfolded but only the length of the table, while the other one, three tables put together, was not the end!

Just by looking at the quantity, you can know how serious this "preferring one to the other" is.

King Jing's anger surged up layer by layer, and finally broke through the top of his head. He threw the list at Liu Ke, and growled, "Thank you for doing it, Liu Ke, do you want to be ashamed?"

Duan Wang almost laughed, he picked up his share and put it on the table, picked up the wine glass to watch the fun.

In fact, he was very curious. The brothers who usually wear a pair of trousers would turn against each other when they said they were talking, and it was really intriguing to see this needle point against the wheat awn, just like a deadly enemy.

Among them, it seems that something happened that he didn't know about.

But Liu Ke was not annoyed at all. He sat back on his seat, raised the jug and poured wine for himself, then picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the plate on the table: "Alas...it's a cold day, roads are closed and horses are frozen." Legs, it's really hard to travel, and it's hard to walk when the tide is flooded in spring. Needless to say, summer, who can stand the scorching heat. Oh, thinking about it this way, only autumn...seems just right. But the Chinese New Year is coming in a blink of an eye, so don't wait a year later We set off, but the weather was cold again... Alas... Then the road was blocked by heavy snow, the horse's legs were frozen, in spring, the tide flooded and it was difficult to walk, in autumn..."

Listening to this storytelling cycle, King Jing was on the verge of being irritable, with veins popping on his forehead.

He could tell that this kid was threatening him!But why threaten him?

The voice had no ups and downs, like chanting sutras, King Duan couldn't stand it, he waved his hands and said: "Lao Qi, don't read it, it's better to ask Brother Wei to plead with Emperor Father and stay in the capital."

Liu Ke glanced at King Jing, and said with a smile: "That's right, the fief is there, when is the right time, and when I leave, the second brother still loves the younger brother."

"My brother, what are you talking about about dividing lives?" The two hooked up in front of King Jing.

"Enough!" King Jing slapped the table angrily, and shouted, "Liu Ke, whether you want to leave or not, I won't give you any of these things!"

King Jing was so angry that he lost his mind, and the sound just happened to be at the end of a song and dance, when the next group of dancers came up, so the whole banquet fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at King Jing and Liu Ke in shock.

"Lang'er, what are you doing?"

Emperor Shun looked at King Jing with heavy eyes, showing displeasure.

King Jing stood up from his seat in embarrassment, his eyes twitching, he didn't know how to explain Liu Ke's shameless behavior, "My son..."

At this time, King Duan stood up and answered on his behalf: "Father, it was the sixth younger brother who had an argument with the seventh younger brother. He was so impulsive that he couldn't speak properly. Please forgive me."

What he said was delicate, it was King Jing who had started a quarrel and was not choosing what to say.

After hearing this, Wang Guifei smiled and said: "Okay, Lang'er, don't you understand Ke'er's temperament? Why should you be angry? He doesn't have a sense of propriety, don't you? Brother, you should give way anyway, don't make a fuss, and embarrass your father."

On a normal day, Emperor Shun would only feel that Liu Ke disrespected his elder brother when he heard this, and was dissatisfied with his will to be called a king, but in fact belittle Bitter Cold. After all, who doesn't know that Liu Ke is the most generous thing.

But this time, something strange happened in Emperor Shun's heart. His eyes fell on Liu Ke. The latter twitched the corners of his mouth with a thick sneer on his face, so he said in a deep voice, "What's going on? Second child, what do you think?" .”

Didn't reprimand King Ning immediately?Everyone was very surprised.

Duan Wang had no choice but to quickly tell the whole story.

Then the two lists were sent to the imperial court, the servant opened them and pulled out one long and one short, the gap was too obvious.

Everyone thinks that the Seventh Prince is getting more and more mischievous. Before he gets out of the capital, he has to make such a mess. Who can do this kind of thing, and it will be brought to the public. Isn't this intentional to hit King Jing? Face, sow discord?

The noble concubine couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, but she could only laugh or cry on her face, and she said to the emperor softly, "Ke'er is really, if there is anything missing, ask the emperor to ask for it. He is not rich, so eagerly reaching out to beg, those who know think he is close to Lang'er, those who don't know think he is deliberately making things difficult, no wonder Lang'er is annoyed."

The noble concubine laughed and blamed everything on Liu Ke's intention.

I thought that Emperor Shun would reprimand Liu Ke as usual, or simply drive him out and order him to be banned as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Emperor Shun gave Qin Hai the list and said: "I see that they are all common things. Is the government all prepared?"

Qin Hai took it respectfully, and replied: "Yes, what His Highness Prince Ning wants is not a rare thing, it's practical, but there are a lot of precious medicinal materials, and you may have to look for them."

"Then ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to prepare it as soon as possible. The northwest is bitterly cold, especially these medicines are indispensable."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

They were speechless, and the whole wedding banquet was in shock, especially the imperial concubine and King Jing. They really didn't expect that Emperor Shun not only didn't reprimand, but also gave a generous reward according to Liu Ke's intention.

"Your majesty?" The imperial concubine asked subconsciously. Emperor Shun looked over and said coldly, "Since the imperial concubine thinks Ke'er wants too much, I will make up for it."

How dare the emperor make up for it, the imperial concubine hurriedly said: "The emperor is worrying too much. Lang'er is raised under the knees of the concubine. He is going to Yongliang, and the concubine will naturally prepare for him."

"That depends on the imperial concubine's mind."

After Emperor Shun finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the singing and dancing started again, and the banquet was full of wine and bamboo, as if the episode just now was just an illusion.

King Jing's face was very ugly, he suddenly looked at the nonchalant Liu Ke, and asked in a low voice, "What did you do?"

Liu Ke sent him a sneer.

He just wanted what was rightfully his, at least in the Emperor's eyes.

The position of noble concubine, the power in King Jing's hands, and the current beauty of the mother and son belonged to Liu Ke originally, but now it's just a mere gift list, isn't that taken for granted?

It's just that Shangtu is so powerful that he can write such a long essay.

As soon as the Spring Festival is over, the Lantern Festival arrives as scheduled.

While others were busy celebrating the Lantern Festival and stepping on the lanterns, the Shang family was busy packing their bags and loading important things into the carriage.

And tomorrow is the day when the Shang family's family will go to Xilinghou's mansion.

That night, Shang Qingrong was worried, and went to Fang Jinling's yard to check in person.

Fuxiang and Qingye took the list and checked them one by one, while Shang Qingrong looked at his son who was reading a letter under the lamp, and couldn't help worrying: "Early spring is colder than winter, in fact, it should be later, when the weather is warmer, we can wait until the weather is warmer." Walk."

Fang Jinling smiled and said, "It's nothing for us, but the sisters can't leave the Shamenguan for too long, otherwise the pressure on the grandfather will be great."

There is nothing wrong with both, Shang Qingrong nodded, "I don't know if this is going to happen, your body can't hold it."

"I can hold on." Fang Jinling replied, "I don't ride a horse, so I can't blow the wind."

"Could it be easy to ride a carriage? The road is bumpy, and ordinary people would fall apart if they ride for a day, not to mention we have to drive for two months..." Shang Qingrong thought of this, and hurriedly turned around and asked, "Fuxiang, is Ling'er's carriage available?" Lay a thick blanket?"

"Ma'am, it's done."

"Add more layers, otherwise Ling'er will not be able to bear it."

"Don't worry, ma'am, it's thick and soft. Nanny Lin has seen it many times, and keeps the young master comfortable."

But no matter how thick it is, it still needs to be turned upside down, Shang Qingrong still looked at Zijing with the melancholy on his face: "You wait in front of the young master, turn on the stove, and don't let it go out all the way."

Amethyst should be.

"By the way, where are his medicines, have you prepared them all?"

Zijing replied: "Madam, don't worry, the servants have already calculated the amount of medicine that the young master takes on weekdays. It is enough for three months of walking, and there are also many medicines for other common diseases."

Shang Qingrong thought for a while, and said: "I also bring some ginseng, just in case."

"Yes."

Obviously everything was done, but Shang Qingrong was still sad, and sighed softly: "Oh, it would be great if there was a doctor who could go with me."

Well this...

The maids in the room looked at each other in blank dismay, as if there was no way to do it, they couldn't just tie one up and leave.

On the other hand, Fang Jinling smiled slightly after hearing this: "Mother, don't worry, there is a doctor on the way."

Shang Qingrong was puzzled, where is the doctor?

"You will know tomorrow." Fang Jin lifted the letter in Yang's hand, smiled mysteriously, and then urged: "Okay, it's getting late, mother, you should go back and rest quickly, we are leaving early tomorrow morning."