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Chapter 58

Facts have proved that Tian Suanzi's words are not wrong at all. In July of the next year, the emperor was critically ill in Rehe Palace and died soon after.

When the new emperor succeeded to the throne, Mo Qingbei followed suit and was promoted to a noble rank, and was promoted to a cabinet bachelor.

He had to worry more, and had to create a few more wrinkles, Mr. Mo simply threw away the mirror in the room, so he couldn't see it.

On a cold day, Jiange.

"My setup is crumbled to pieces." Mo Qingbei bustled up and down in the attic with a feather duster in hand, "I just want to eat and die, and have no intention of serving the court, but unfortunately time doesn't wait for me - I don't even bring ducks to the shelves Such."

Sitting without drawing a sword, floating in mid-air drinking tea, "Master Mo has worked hard."

"Since you know I've worked hard, how about coming over and helping me?"

The Jiange is full of books, stacked on top of each other, from the bottom to the top of the building.

Mo Qingbei was carrying two rags around his waist, dancing the feather duster vigorously, and was doing a big cleaning.

All the Siku Quanshu that he smuggled from Wenyuan Pavilion before were sent to Jiange. For more than half a year, Baihe's family, young and old, devoted themselves to transporting books to and fro. They often had a huge pile of bundles tied around their necks, and all of them suffered from cervical spine problems. illness, and now all of them are paralyzed outside in the sun with their necks crooked.

"My old waist." Mo Qingbei's back hurts, "Yesterday I wrote the memorial until midnight, and today I rushed here non-stop, and I have to do coolies for you."

"You actually sometimes stay up late writing notes." Hua Bucheng smiled and said, "It's rare."

Mo Qingbei flicked the rag and began to wipe the floor, "This year, the imperial court newly established the Beijing Normal University Tongwen Hall, which belongs to the Prime Minister's Office. This is a big event."

"It seems that you have taught a good student, and you helped the teacher run the school as soon as you took office."

"You don't know what I've been scolded for. That's called bloody head." Mo Qingbei shook his head again and again, "This is the first new-style school in China, and the old masters in the imperial court were blown up. It's crazy to ask a foreigner as his teacher, my good student sits on the dragon chair and pushes out my old bones to help him block the pot."

It's not a big deal if you can't finish the painting and watch the excitement, "Isn't that just right, Mr. Mo has a sharp mouth, back then in Penglai, even the senior cook who was in charge of the spoon couldn't beat you."

"Don't mention it. A few days ago, I got sick with an adult. He vomited blood and almost died." Mo Qingbei waved his hands again and again, "I just said a few words, who knows that his old arms and legs, his heart and lungs are too old Brittle. The queen mother beat me as soon as she came, telling me to pay attention to my words and deeds."

"The world makes people grow old." Mo Qingbei sighed, "Even I, an unworthy villain, will have a day to be a teacher. It's really unreasonable."

After he finished complaining, he remembered something again, took out an inkstone from his pocket, and threw it backhanded to Hua Bucheng, "I don't have time to go out for a walk this year, so I just brought this for you."

The painting cannot be caught, it is a very ordinary stone inkstone, the carving is not exquisite, even a little rough.

"You carved this?"

"It was actually discovered by you." Mo Qingbei said: "The old emperor fled in a hurry that day and lived in the palace for a whole year. This year, the new emperor drove back to Beijing. The first thing he did when he returned was to go to the Old Summer Palace."

"Didn't the garden burn down?"

Mo Qingbei got a toothache when he mentioned this, "Don't mention it, the new emperor is on the throne, with countless eyes staring at him, he can't slip out even if he wants to, he hugged me, cried, made trouble, hanged himself, and insisted on going to the Old Summer Palace, which made me Entering the palace in the middle of the night to steal children."

He said with a sigh, "Eunuchs can still accompany the emperor to visit the harem in the middle of the night, but the courtiers can only accompany the emperor to visit the ruins in the middle of the night."

In the middle of the night that day, he sneaked out of the palace with the little emperor who had just ascended the throne, and rushed to the outskirts of the city wearing stars and moons all the way.

As far as the eye can see, there are ruins.

The little emperor stood under the night for a long time, and finally understood that day, he asked his husband what else he could do.

And Mo Qingbei brought him to the Old Summer Palace.

This pile of moss and green tiles has also slept in a romantic sleep, watching the rise and fall to its fullest.

Seeing him get up from the Zhu Building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapsed.

"Your Highness, you can cry if you want." Mo Qingbei held the lantern and yawned, "There is no one else here, so you don't have to be Your Majesty for now."

The little emperor sniffed, "I can't cry."

"Then you may have forgotten who was messing with the minister during the day." Mo Qingbei said lightly: "The garden of ten thousand gardens is worthy of the Ninth Five-Year Lord's tears and sacrifices. It is not shameful."

Facts have proved that Mo Qingbei is not good at coaxing children at all.

He looked at the little emperor who was wailing by the water, and felt melancholy: Why do I have to make him cry?

It's fine now, I can't fall asleep even if I want to doze off.

The little emperor cried so hard that Lord Mo had to walk back to the palace slowly with someone on his back. The night was dark and the wind was high, and the little emperor was afraid of ghosts. , Hard to invade."

The little emperor's face was full of snot, and he rubbed against Mo Qingbei's clothes, "Really?"

Mo Qingbei opened his eyes and said nonsense, "When did I ever lie to you?"

"But they all said that now the emperor star is declining and the country's fortune is not good."

It was indeed a dark and windy night, and I couldn't even find a shadow of a star above my head.

Mo Qingbei sighed, and said to himself that he had never taught astrology in class, and wondered what kind of mess the little emperor had read, "Don't look at the stars, since the stars are out of trouble, he can't control you."

The little emperor didn't understand, but felt that the matter was very serious, sobbing: "Then what should I do?"

Mo Qingbei thought for a while, and said: "You are the emperor, and there must be gods by your side."

He tactfully said the truth: "The gods will take care of it, so you can rest assured and sleep."

The next day, there was an extra blue brick on the table in the imperial study.

It was said to be a green brick, but it was just a piece of tattered stone. The little emperor refused to throw it away, which made the palace people have different opinions. They thought it was a rare treasure that made Long Live God so precious.

Mo Qingbei understood at a glance, probably picked it up from the Old Summer Palace the night before.

No wonder it is so heavy on the back.

Putting a broken stone on the desk in the study is really unsightly. When Mo Qingbei went to class, he brought a hammer, and while supervising the little emperor's homework, he tapped and hammered it. After one day, he chiseled two inkstones.

However, the appearance is really not flattering, and he even stole a piece of it as wages.

Mo Qingbei played his wishful thinking, and raised his chin towards the failure of the painting, "Put it here with you first, wait for decades to appreciate in value, and be my capital in the next life."

The next life he talks about is the next identity, and he can't draw a Tao: "Do what you do and love what you do. Since you are an official in the court, you should be more dedicated. Don't just think about getting out of your shell."

"I've already thought about it. Now that the emperor is still young, I'll ride a crane back when he's in charge." Mo Qingbei said, "By the way, I'll ask you something, will the group of white-haired beasts get lost outside?" ?”

This question made the painting impossible, "As far as I know, the Penglai white crane has never lost its way." He was a little surprised, "Why do you ask this?"

Mo Qingbei wrung out the rag and clapped his hands, "Maybe there will be a mission abroad in the future, and they will go across the ocean. If Baihe doesn't know the way, I have to find another way to send you a letter."

"This is easy." Hua Bucheng said: "I remember an elder who is good at spells at Fanghu Cave, just ask for a few guiding charms, and attach them to the letter when the time comes."

Mo Qingbei shook his head after listening, "I don't think so."

"Why?"

"Fanghu Scenic Spot is next to Yaotai, the most lively place in Penglai." Mo Qingbei said: "I am the one who was expelled, and you don't leave the pavilion, who is going to ask for amulets?"

It was rare for him to ask the other party once.

In the end, it was Mo Qingbei who managed to find a wayfinding talisman. The government affairs were complicated, Mr. Mo was getting more and more busy, and more and more letters were sent to the painting that could not be completed.

It stands to reason that there are so many official duties, Mr. Mo should have no time to write letters, but the fact is just the opposite - the more work, the more he wants to fish.

The imperial court won a great victory in suppressing the Cantonese bandits, and it was such a reward. You didn't see the posture of the heroes at the banquet. If you didn't know it, you would think that all the foreigners were driven out of China.

However, His Royal Highness has improved recently, remember to leave a few good dishes for his husband.

The sweet and sour cherry meat served in Yuyan is really delicious.

The Cantonese thieves have been in chaos for many years and have tormented the court. Now that they are victorious, it is rare for me, a student, to sleep well.He worries too much at such a young age, and even wears a big hat when he goes to court every day. I think it will be difficult for him to grow taller.

Although he was rebellious, the Cantonese Bandit fought quite a few battles a few years ago, and he wanted to tell him about it, but he was afraid that he would spoil him.

HSBC opened a branch in Shanghai, and domestic silver has been outflowing for many years, which is not a good thing.

But I actually ran into a Mr. Wu in the bank, his position was not low, I don't know if it was a coincidence.If it's a Yin-Yang family member, then I'll save my troubles, and if there is any trouble, it will give you a headache.

I stayed in Shanghai for one month, and my arithmetic skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Now I can use the abacus to type out an abacus.

Jiangnan set up a manufacturing bureau this year, and this matter has finally been done. When I visited the factory, I saw four copper flower cannons. The general manager raised a pug dog. .

When I checked the accounts, I saw the cost of trial-manufacturing a firecracker. It seemed to be a lot of water. I don’t know how many pugs this cannon is worth.

There is another question that I have been pondering for a long time recently, is this cannon as powerful as your sword?

The imperial court sent a mission to visit abroad. This is the first time that the adults have stepped out of the country in person, and it should be recorded in the history books.

To tell you the truth, in fact, when I first came down the mountain, I crossed the South China Sea with my sword.

But because he got lost, he had to sneak back by boat.

In Prussia, I have to give a pair of glasses, but it should be for the elderly. I am considering whether to return to the mountain to give to Master or to change a pair of presbyopia for myself.

By the way, I recently discovered that the group of stupid birds at home can't understand Western words, and I can scold them in English in the future.

I still keep the glasses for myself. You are right, Master should not have presbyopia, so giving them to him is purely for scolding.

My student saw that I was wearing glasses, and he was still excited. Recently, he began to send me various crutches and supplements.

I almost threw him off the roof.

A while ago, the Queen Mother sent him to pray for rain. If it didn't rain after he went there, the child's heart might collapse, and he had to find a way.

By the way, do you know the address of the Dragon King's house?

It is estimated that His Royal Highness will get married this year. Thinking back to the years when we climbed the roof and listened to the corners with him, Feng Shui took turns, and now the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard belong to him.

After reading Lao Tzu's gossip and watching my son's, it is good to live long.

Marriage is a big event for mortals, and so is the emperor's family. The empress dowagers of the two palaces have disagreements over the candidate for the empress. The four or nine cities are about to turn upside down. I asked him which wife he likes.

When he is in charge, perhaps it is really time to call him His Majesty.

I remember that year when I went to help you sweep the Jiange, I said that when His Majesty took charge, I would ride a crane back to the west.

But you said that if you do what you do and love what you do, if you are in your position, you must be dedicated.

Sometimes your words are really hard to hear.

His Majesty didn't know which string was wrong. He had only been in power for a few months, but he actually wanted to rebuild the Old Summer Palace—it would cost a lot of money to repair the garden. Where did the treasury get the money?

He shouldn't have carved that inkstone for him in the first place.I wanted him to keep a memory to work hard, but I didn't let him grow up like a childhood shadow to realize his dream.

I was so angry that I rode a crane and flew around in the sky. His Majesty refused to listen to my persuasion. This white-haired beast wanted to rebel and threw me down.

With a broken leg and unable to control the sword, Gui Xi took a break.

In the end, His Majesty decided to decree to repair the garden, but I spent a whole day and night guarding the gate in vain.

I can't control him anymore. It just so happened that he was transferred out this year.

His Majesty has only been in power for one year, and there is still a long way to go in the future. The old minister is old, and it is impossible to keep him sheltered from the wind and rain.

Well, it seems that it is not impossible, after all, people in Penglai are bastards and can live.

But being a gentleman is not being a mother after all, His Majesty is so fucking strict, let him breathe a sigh of relief as a gentleman, just like Master didn't hesitate to kick me down the mountain back then.

Children will not grow up until they are independent.

During the year when Mo Qingbei was transferred abroad, his affairs were quiet and his chances of fishing were reduced. Even the letters sent back to Penglai were much less.

Mu Gesheng sighed when he saw it, "The soul of the migrant worker, Master is out of his mind."

Chai Shuxin suddenly said: "How long has this generation of emperor been in power?"

Mu Gesheng thought for a while, and was startled suddenly.

Before the [-]th day of the tenth month was engraved, Shaodi occasionally caught wind and cold and fell ill.

In December of the same year, the emperor suddenly suffered from acne and could not come to court.

On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Jia died.

Reigned for thirteen years and died at the age of 19.

It was very cold that year, and Mo Qingbei did not return to Jiange.

Can't paint, fishing alone in the lake, the snow is falling, and the white cranes are singing.

He suddenly remembered the words that Tian Suanzi warned Mo Qingbei many years ago.

Immortals are too deeply involved in the world, which is not good.

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The author has something to say:

This pile of moss and green tiles has also slept in a romantic sleep, watching the rise and fall to its fullest.Seeing him getting up from Zhulou, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse. —— "Peach Blossom Fan"