The splendid medical relationship of Jiangshan

Chapter 77 Lost move

When the prince marries a wife, the selected girl's birth date must be sent to Tianji Mansion for the national teacher to calculate her fate.

If the fate is too hard or if it conflicts with the prince's fate, they cannot get married.

This is true for the prince, let alone the prince Fu Yunmo.

What's more, he is still a prince who is asserted by the national teacher that he may rebel in the future.

Because he thought that the fortune-telling character of the daughter-in-law he chose, Tianji Mansion must be cautious.

But no one expected such a result to be calculated!

A crown prince who may rebel is enough to cause headaches. If there is another crown princess with unpredictable fate, then the foundation of Yan Kingdom may really be ruined in the hands of this couple.

Emperor Jingwen looked at the inconspicuous little note in his hand, and felt that it seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Like 18 years ago, he was once again caught in a dilemma.

He wanted to believe his son, but the courtiers didn't believe it, and the people didn't believe it.

If this matter spreads to the court, there may be another disturbance.

E Qinghou was next to him, seeing that Emperor Jingwen's expression was not right after reading the note, he secretly guessed that the letter from Tianji Mansion might be related to the East Palace.

Except for that master, no one else would make His Majesty look so embarrassed.

Emperor Jing Wen sighed and tore the paper into pieces, but the melancholy that lingered in his heart could not be lingered no matter what.

It seems... the plan to pretend to be sick can only be temporarily shelved.

*
East Palace.

Fu Yunmo was sitting behind the desk, holding the companion volume of "Shaoyao Yin" "The Palace of Furong", fascinated by it.

The Tai Tuo stopped at the door of the study for a while, and couldn't help but nodded in relief.

The prince knows that it is good to study hard.

He had just heard that His Majesty had scolded the Chief History Officer of Cheng Wang's Mansion. It can be seen that His Highness Cheng Wang is a worry-free person, not as conscious as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Recently, he has spent almost all day in the study reading.

After stroking his beard, the Tai Tuo turned around and left slowly.

After he left, Sixteen entered the hall and said respectfully: "Master, there is movement in Tianji Mansion."

Fu Yunmo's eyes were still fixed on the book, he slowly turned a page, and said softly: "Talk."

"Just now a carrier pigeon flew out from Tianji Mansion, La Qi followed it all the way, and found that the carrier pigeon entered the palace and went straight to the direction of the imperial study.

He was afraid that His Majesty would notice something strange if he intercepted him halfway, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he came to ask for your instructions. "

"The old thing of the national teacher doesn't stop shutting down..." Fu Yunmo's white fingertips lightly tapped the black jade embedded in his forehead, one after another, as if he was planning something.

"Do you want to kill him immediately?"

Fu Yunmo shook his head.

The place where the old man retreats is full of traps, and La Qi and the others will peel off their skin if they break in if they don't die, it's not easy to kill him.

It's better to wait for him to come out and die by himself.

Sixteen's heart was as careful as dust, he took every step and thought about a hundred steps, and asked: "Master, if that old bastard sends a message to His Majesty again in the future, do you want to continue to let it go?"

Fu Yunmo: "Yes."

The old thing sent messages to the palace for nothing more than two things.

One is one's own fate, and the other is one's own marriage.

But no matter which of these two things it is, he can't stop it!
Halfway through the storybook, Fu Yunmo raised his head and looked out of the hall. The rain was still falling, and the bead curtain was hanging upside down. Every drop of raindrops made a splash, creating a circle of tiny ripples, which were soon covered by new raindrops.

A cool breeze came in from the window, and the shadow of the candle swayed slightly.

He remembered that when he went to see A Li last night, the night wind blew out her lantern, so he told Shiliu: "Go and fetch the glass hydrangea lantern and send it to A Li."

The lantern is made of Mingwa, which is bright and windproof, just right for the rain.

The sixteen bowed their heads should be: "Send both pairs?"

"Send one." He kept the other one for himself.

On the fifteenth day of the Shangyuan Festival, they can each hold a glazed hydrangea lantern to enjoy lanterns and guess riddles.

At that time, others will know that they are a couple just by looking at the lights in their hands.

Just thinking about it, Fu Yunmo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale.

When Shiliu saw such a master, he couldn't help becoming more and more curious about that Miss Duan San who had never met before, thinking that next time he would change jobs with Chu Yi, so that he would have a chance to see her beauty .

What a good girl it must be to attract His Royal Highness to fall in love with her so much.

The glazed lamp worth thousands of gold was given away as soon as it was offered.

Thinking of the thousands of dollars worth of gold, Shiliu paused as he walked out, and said, "Master, there is one more thing.

His Royal Highness Cheng Wang came into the palace as you expected, and when he left, his face was not very good. I heard that he was grounded by His Majesty. "

Fu Yunmo was not surprised.

This matter was originally planned by him.

All the news that Fu Yunsheng heard was spread by his order.

He expected that he would go to the palace to sue, and he also guessed that the old man would be angry.

He first used Fu Yunsheng's hand to make the old man hate Fu Xiyan, and then took advantage of his being grounded to rob him of his fortune.

After closing the book, Fu Yunmo got up and took the torch to light the lamps and candles in the study, and asked casually, "How is his work in the theatre?"

"It will open today. I heard that His Royal Highness Cheng Wang has invited famous actors who have been in the mountain for many years to come out of the mountain. Many dignitaries and dignitaries are waiting to attend the opera."

"That's just fine."

Shiliu, who was inexperienced in doing bad things, was puzzled: "Master, what are we going to do?"

After turning on the last lamp, Fu Yunmo glanced sideways at him, with the same distasteful look as when he first saw him.

Shiliuyi lowered his head in shame.

He was not bad enough to disappoint the master.

Fu Yunmo put away the fire pockets, his black eyes gleaming under the candlelight: "Let Laba stop that singer, the theater will lose its trust just after it opened, and its reputation will soon be bad.

Fu Yunsheng was grounded in the house and it was inconvenient to do things. The only way to stop the loss in time was to sell the theater as soon as possible.

You find some people to raise the price, and then spread the news that the theater's asking price is outrageous.

Fu Yunsheng was afraid that things would get worse and people would know that he was the real owner of the opera garden, so he would deal with it in a low-key manner, try to sell the garden at a low price, and then let Laba bring enough money to go there. "

"But... that signboard is already stinky, wouldn't we also lose money if we bought it?"

Fu Yunmo glanced at him again, the disgust in his eyes was even worse than before.

Sixteen became more and more guilty.

He touched the tip of his nose, quietly waiting to learn from his master how to be a competent villain.

Fu Yunmo: "Just let the singer take the stage."

Shiliuyi patted his thigh: "That's right! You're still smart, master!"

He couldn't think of such a bad move.

With Fu Yunmo's "careful" guidance, Shiliu felt that he was a big step closer to becoming a bad guy.

After regaining his senses, Shiliu saw that his master had begun to study hard on the script again, so he quietly exited the study room, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the glass hydrangea lamp and prepared to send it to Duan Yinli.

*
Miss Duan is also busy reading at the moment.

It's rare that I didn't get distracted, didn't yawn, and watched very intently.

Shiyue burst into tears of relief, and secretly thought that the "hero" was really sad about the "beauty pass".

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard movement outside the window.

She opened the door to look, and saw Shiwu standing on the porch holding a brocade box, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, like a fisherman in a painting.

Shiyue took a look at the heavy rain that had not stopped, and said in surprise, "Are you still under such heavy rain?"

Shiwu nodded, and sent the box forward: "Master ordered someone to give this to Miss Duan."

Shiyue took it, and muttered curiously: "What is it..."

She turned around to give it to Duan Yinli, when she caught a glimpse of Shiwu walking towards the pear tree in the yard from the corner of her eye, she subconsciously said, "Beware of being struck by lightning!"

Fifteen's footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Eh..." Shiyue realized that her words were somewhat ambiguous, and she laughed awkwardly: "This is what my wife said, don't climb to high places on rainy days, you see Princess Rong An will fall Paralyzed."

fifteen:"……"

Is that how you deserve to die?Either being struck by lightning or becoming paralyzed?
Shiyue felt that the description was getting darker and darker, so she didn't say anything, closed the door with a "bang" and hid in the house.

Duan Yinli heard what she said to Shiwu, and thought that now he is not the only one who wants to poison her.

Shiyue put the box on the desk: "His Royal Highness ordered someone to send it, Miss, please take a look."

Duan Yinli opened it, and saw a delicate and beautiful lantern inside.

The handle is made of white jade, the body is made of bright tiles, the cover is made of gold, and red tassels are hung on the Ruyi head flying out from all sides on the top. overflow color.

(End of this chapter)