Chapter 135 The old emperor’s plan
Shen You also asked the folk experts in the antique street. The methods used there were different from those in the collection hall. They knew Feng Shui.
The results are quite different. It is difficult to explain the matter of the Daqi Imperial Mausoleum. If we can go to the scene and have a direct look, the judgment may be more accurate.
It was obvious that they really wanted to see it, and they asked sideways if Shen You and the Cangguan were working on a big project, expressing their desire to join.
It is not unusual for private experts to serve as consultants when excavating large ancient tombs.
"I am repairing things. If there is a big project, you won't let me go. You think highly of me." Shen You smiled helplessly.
"Boss Shen, you are being humble. You are Professor Li's apprentice." The old master joked.
When Shen You left, it was not without gain. He said that since it was a fabricated record in a fake ancient book, it might be feasible to find a suitable location to start, regardless of protection and illegality.
What they said was to start by exploding.
It is indeed not illegal for her in this world to move the imperial mausoleum of Da Qi, but not everyone can find this location.
The old emperor arranged for several villages to guard the tombs. As long as one village was implicated and something went wrong, the situation would not be broken.
Shen You put down the agarwood bracelet that she was playing with, and put away the lantern hairpins that she had made, with different prices.
The one made of sterling silver costs fifty taels, one hundred taels = 150,000, so the cost is not very high.
The gold one has to be sold for two hundred taels.
The craftsmanship of modern machine production was top-notch even in ancient times!
The cultured pearls above are not as lustrous as natural seawater pearls, but the pearls themselves were not cheap in ancient times, let alone the same size.
The selling price is not expensive.
On the other side, inside and outside the palace in Daqi's capital city, everyone has been wondering recently.
The Imperial Master carries a small gourd with him every day as if it were a treasure, but the pink-blue beads really don't match his clothes.
The spy's eyes were almost pierced, but he didn't find a chance to replace him.
After going back and forth, someone finally couldn't sit still.
Si Tianjian, Jianzheng, whom the saint trusted most, asked,
"The Imperial Master has never had any preference for foreign objects. What is the mystery of this gourd that he carries with him every day?"
"Who did you listen to?" The person in the seat sneered and looked up at the emperor,
"In the past, there were people like Si Tianjian who could watch the stars, see the terrain, and build the imperial mausoleum. Gee, this is the only one left now. They can only refine cinnabar elixirs?"
What he said was not polite at all.
Except for the eunuch who knew all about his old relationship, everyone else present was somewhat shocked.
Everyone knows that the saint's temper has become increasingly unpredictable since he was not in good health.
If someone else speaks like this in front of him, at least one person will be unlucky, and at worst, all nine tribes will be ruined.
The official position of Jianzheng is not high, but he has great power.
It's just that after the national master appeared, he couldn't speak much.
Even if he alluded to the evil words of the Imperial Master and endangered the country of Qi, he could not shake the opponent's position.
He would be slapped in the face in public, his face was livid, and he hesitated for a long time. Seeing the old emperor's face, he had no intention of speaking for himself.
Finally, he lowered his head and dared not say anything.
He is not an impulsive person who has climbed to this position. He will endure it for a while. One day, when King Cheng sits in that position, it will be the time to settle accounts with the Imperial Master!
Everyone in Da Qi does not know that the sage himself said that the imperial masters can share the country of Da Qi, and even adult princes must be courteous.
At this moment, the smile on the emperor's old face did not reach his eyes.
He was happy to see that the people below him couldn't stand the Imperial Master, and they dared to be angry but dare not speak out.
The Imperial Preceptor has a flamboyant temperament. Even though he is in a high position, his power is given to him. He cannot convince the public and cannot command the ministers of Qi Dynasty.
Just what he wanted.
"Of course these people cannot be compared with the Imperial Master, but it is rare to see you care so much about something."
The old emperor's tone was casual and his emotions could not be heard. He didn't expect the Imperial Preceptor to answer, but for some reason today, the Imperial Preceptor actually admitted, "Of course I care about things given by others."
The old emperor was really startled.
The people present were also a little surprised. Is it an illusion? I always feel like the Imperial Master is showing off something.
The air was quiet for a few seconds. When everyone looked at the thing again, they suddenly realized that the clear and soft style looked like something the girl would like.
No, is this why he is willing to answer? ? ?
Which girl can catch his eye, and looking at the entire capital, no one from a truly aristocratic family will let a girl directly related to him have anything to do with him.
No matter how high your status is, your reputation is really not very good.
Now that there is a saint suppressing him, there is a high probability that no prince will be able to tolerate him if he ascends the throne in the future. There is really no need to gamble.
There are only those who don't show their family background and only want to try for power. They want to get married with him.
And saints.
The saint wanted to marry the princess to him. He had mentioned this matter several times but was rejected.
Therefore, the old emperor looked a little ugly at this moment.
Others thought that he wanted to marry the princess because he favored the imperial master.
In fact, for no other reason than to use this relationship to tie up the imperial master.
That is King Cheng's biological sister, the most favored princess.
I only mentioned this matter again two days ago, and today I am showing it off here with the things the woman gave me.
The old emperor always gritted his teeth and forced out his words, "It seems like it was a gift from the girl. I wonder which family it is from?"
The people below didn't dare to speak at all, they just hoped that if Wen Zhi hadn't been offended before, they would be damned not to point fingers at others to retaliate against them.
"No one." Wen Zhi said quietly.
Folk woman? Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and became curious again.
Who is so capable that he can make the national master refuse to marry the princess?
The mood in the old emperor's eyes softened a bit, it would be nice if they weren't from these prominent families.
Everyone else left, but the old emperor wanted to stay and eat.
It was said that they were discussing state affairs, but they couldn't get the token back in one day. Wen Zhi really wanted to take care of Daqi's state affairs, so he stayed.
However, when they sat down, Princess Li Jinghe was still sitting at the table, but the old emperor himself found a reason to leave.
Wen Zhi stood up expressionlessly and was about to leave. Princess Jinghe said, "The Imperial Master is dissatisfied with me?"
Wen Zhi looked at the incense burner on the side and said, "It's been drugged, and half of it is still in the wine."
Jinghe and the female officer next to the princess had a strange expression and lowered her head guiltily.
"I heard that the Imperial Master has a woman he likes. I don't care about letting her into the palace. We don't need to live together after we get married."
Princess Jinghe's voice was slow, but her bearing was not weak.
Her father hoped that she would marry him, saying that he was very important to Daqi.
If this thing is done, King Cheng will have one more bargaining chip. In addition, the national teacher is indeed good-looking and will not humiliate himself.
The female official who administered the drug was arranged by the father.
"We can cooperate. If you marry me, my father will be relieved. One day."
"I don't care whether he lets it go or not." Wen Zhi said nonchalantly, "He didn't tell you what I was here for?"
The old emperor still wanted to use this method to plot against him.
When Wen Zhi raised his eyes again, his dark eyes contained a cold smile,
"I advise you to put away these plans, otherwise I won't mind and will kill King Cheng."
(End of chapter)