The weather is new on March 3rd, and the beauty is by the water in Chang'an.

Carriages decorated with various spring flowers walked along the river bank. The willows swayed in the ten-mile pavilion, and kites flying to the sky everywhere. The five-colored steps around the brocade tent looked like clouds, and the breeze brought the smell of apricot blossom wine.

Compared to the relaxed travel in previous years, the children of Guijie who are moving forward today are not focused on the young women wearing beautiful clothes and novel jewelry. They look at each other, and sometimes they look at each other with disgust. It seems that someone is forcing them to find a good husband for the sisters in the clan.

That's the truth.

Five days ago, the prince sacrificed his sacrifice to heaven and ascended the throne at the ancestral temple.

The throne ceremony was naturally grand. All civil and military officials and nobles all followed the trouble all day long. Some people in poor health have not recovered yet, so they can only rest at home.

No matter how hard it is, no one dares not to go.

The late emperor died suddenly, and the new emperor was too lazy to even do superficial articles.

Half a month ago, news of the death of the late emperor was heard in the palace, but to this day, there is no intention of mourning in the imperial city. This is the death of the emperor. According to the etiquette and laws, we must first summon the royal relatives to cry, and then worship the ancestral temples. The whole country is forbidden to drum and music, and no drinking, no meat, no killing animals, and no brightly colored clothes. People also need to wear white mourning.

Among them, the funeral time in the capital was longer, and other prefectures were reduced by half.

After confirming that their family was not involved in this storm of forcing the throne to force the palace to usurp the throne, the nobles in the capital began to worry, because the third day of March is the spring outing, which is also a very important day of the year. Literary and poets should show their talents at this time. As long as they have the ability, they can join various open-air banquets and banquets regardless of their identity.

No matter whether you are talented or beautiful, you can become famous through the Spring Festival.

Not everyone has a competitive spirit. Youth in spring is an opportunity for them to feast their eyes. You can see the children of famous families and high-ranking officials, hear the music of famous artists in the Liyuan and brothels, and perhaps also see the famous beauties in Taijing.

That's a beauty!

When everyone thought of the death of the Emperor, the whole city was filled with funerals and the spring outings on March 3rd was also reimbursed, so everyone was frustrated.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations. There was no intention of mourning for the late emperor in the palace. Could it be that the prince killed the monarch and the late emperor was still alive, but he was in a serious condition and could not be in charge of the ministers?

Taijing has lifted the martial law, shops have opened one after another, the prices of goods remained unscalculated, and the people fell in love with their hearts. They don’t understand the affairs in the court and can’t control them. Since there is no mourning, the emperor will definitely not die. There is no matter in the world where the father dies and the son ignores it at all? Even if you pretend, you have to pretend to be sad!

Forget it, you can eat meat, drink, listen to music, and travel. Some husbands are worried about the affairs of the Tian family!

The people of Taijing traveled peacefully, but the nobles of the great families became nervous.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and the harem was empty!

During the Chu Dynasty, those who were awarded titles were all meritorious officials. As long as these meritorious officials were unhappy with their daughters, the emperor would not force them to accept them. When they arrived in the Qi Dynasty, the so-called noble families could not raise their necks to be human, and they could save their lives and titles. How could they dare to ask for more? Fortunately, Lu Zhang was not interested in the so-called noble girls of the family. There were only two or three concubines in the palace who were considered noble, and most of them were from palace maids.

However, Lu Zhang is Lu Zhang, and Lu Jian is Lu Jian. Who knows what the successor to the throne requires for women?

There is only one princess and one prince Liangdi in the Eastern Palace, and there are no descendants. Logically speaking, if you send your daughter to the palace at this time, you might be able to gain wealth and prosperity in the whole family. However, the new emperor is weak and sick, so there is no heir... It is not necessarily a woman's fault, maybe it is the emperor's own?

Without hesitation, he had to choose people from the royal family to pass on his successor. The emperor is not yet in his thirties, and his two younger brothers are even younger. It is hard to say who will fall into the hands of the throne in the future. At this time, it will be too early to take sides! If you are not careful, you will have to lose your life.

Furthermore, the emperor is in such a poor health. What if he dies after serving as the throne for two or three years?

At this time, wouldn’t I just give up a daughter to the palace?

Entering the palace requires winning favors. If there are no offspring as bargaining chips, it will test this woman's talent and ability. Such a woman with both talent and appearance is definitely not the level that any female in a declining branch can achieve. Therefore, most people are unwilling to find a good son-in-law who is a good match, which can also be used!

As a result, the nature of the Spring Festival Club changed suddenly. The children of famous families received orders from their mothers, aunts and grandmothers. While everyone showed up, they quickly pointed out the sons of a certain family to show them. As for the brave sisters, they would make the same request.

Those young men who were very interested in giving their sisters a plan to go out of the city and suddenly realized that they were looking at the old friends from all over the world - they wanted to choose their brother-in-law and son-in-law, but they were also being picked by others!

After becoming the object of others' comments overnight, who can be at ease?

Those who don’t want to get married are ready to go out and pretend to be sick and have to go home. But they want to leave, but their old lady is not happy. What a great opportunity, how can she let her son and grandson run away like this?

The atmosphere became weird in an instant.

Some people wander around the sky, throwing their jars and making a fuss out of laziness, some people are straightened up and riding on horses, trying to maintain their demeanor, deaf ears to others' comments, but they are complacent, and some people try every means to touch the convoy of women's house that they have long admired and run back and forth.

The people of Taijing were not sure, so they thought these young men were fighting each other again.

The lane is blocked and the water is blocked.

A simple carriage squeezed to the side of the road, the second prince sat on the shaft wearing old clothes with his head hanging down. He used a little coal ash to mix with facial fat to apply it on his face, and also found a dog skin plaster to stick it on his temple. He was like a defeated rooster, listless.

Meng Qi couldn't stand his appearance and said disgusted: "Okay, you're leaving Beijing by yourself, and it's still time to regret it now."

Perhaps the sound was too prominent, and someone from the carriage next to him looked at them immediately.

Meng Qi pressed the hat without any trace. He was still holding a horse whip in his hand, deliberately restraining his breath, hunched over, and looked like an ordinary coachman from a distance.

The second prince said weakly: "I am a rebellious party who plots against the palace. How can I appear openly? As long as I don't see anyone in my life or die, maybe in the historian's writing, my father will be killed... The further I go, the better."

Meng Qi said contemptuously: "Your emperor is short of people around you. You can't show up in public, and you can't wear a mask? It's okay to be the commander of the secret rank of the Jinyiwei, because you are mediocre and incompetent, and you will not be able to do anything after you lose your identity as a prince."

This sentence hit Lu Min's weakness, and he was so depressed that he almost jumped off the car and cried.

"...Brother Meng, please say less."

Mo Li, who was sitting in the car, flipping through books, glanced at the second prince's expression and felt a little sympathy.

Even if it is the fact, you can't tell it directly!

Mo Li continued: "After this change, he must have learned a lot. It's better to leave Taijing. Perhaps when he returns to Beijing, he will be reborn and be able to help the prince as he wishes."

Although Lu Wei had ascended the throne, Doctor Mo was still used to calling him the crown prince.

After hearing this, Lu Min's eyes lit up and his frustration became much less.

Meng Qi looked at Mo Li silently, thinking that the doctor was too soft-hearted, and even comforted the second prince. In fact, Lu Qian intended to not clear the second prince of the charge, but wanted to send Lu Min away from afar. For this reason, the second prince was preparing to slip away quietly by himself. The prince had no choice but to give the money to Mo Li.

The prince did this because he was worried that after his death, the second prince's stubborn rectal would not be able to survive in Taijing.

The third prince and the sixth prince are not needed, they are not that stupid.

The prince not only sent the second prince away, but also summoned Gong Jun, deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, and tried every means to make Ahu and Gong Jun familiar with each other. Even Mo Li could see his thoughts.

Mo Li lived in the palace for more than half a month, finished reading all the required classics, and ended his diagnosis and treatment for the prince.

It is said that we should leave everything to God. We have done everything we should do. The lifespan of the prince depends on God.

Mo Li hesitated for a long time, and when he said goodbye and left, he still told Lu Gui that the method was told to him that the internal master who was related to blood would need to give all his skills to support the prince's already exhausted heart and lung meridians. If that master's martial arts skills were so peerless that he and Meng Qi were as good as he did, he would not have to lose his martial arts, because his internal strength was enough, and there would be still some left after using it.

This method is extremely dangerous and difficult to succeed.

The reason why we ask for blood relatives is because only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope.

After hearing this, the prince was stunned for a moment and did not show a happy expression. Instead, his eyes when he looked at Mo Li became extremely sharp.

"Not only did he know that his brother, the child who was thrown to the ground by Lu Zhang, did not die, but he also knew that Yan Qin had learned a good martial arts."

Mo Li recalled the scene of that day and used a message to enter the secret, saying to Meng Qi: "When the prince heard that method, he seemed to see through my intention and examine how much I knew."

"You can't say anything." Meng Qi said in disagreement.

Yan Cen may not know his own life experience. He has never seen his relatives for many years. If a brother with the same father and mother suddenly appears, he needs to abandon his martial arts to save his life, wouldn’t he be forced into a dilemma?

"...It's a god who is a ghost." Mo Li sighed with a sigh after closing his eyes.

Before leaving, he met the prince's gaze, and somehow, he spoke out with an impulse if he didn't plan to say something.

And this impulse is to subconsciously believe that the prince will not force Yan Qin.

Fortunately, the prince's reaction was indeed so.

Mo Li had to admit his mistakes, and Meng Qi felt a sense of crisis, so he was ready to leave Taijing! As expected, the person who could raise the raccoon to obey was very dangerous!

People in the Beast Control Garden are good at taking care of the roosters, which is all lies! Meng Qi has seen it all these days. Ah Hu is a cat with a very strong temper. No one buys it. He only treats the prince alone.

If Gong Jun believed the prince, he would think that this cat was obedient and obedient, and he would suffer in the future!

Meng Qi's silence was thought by Mo Li to be displeased.

The doctor stretched out his hand and pulled the driver into the carriage.

Lu Min was shocked and looked around in a hurry. He found that no one was paying attention to it. He breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he thought that Master Meng and Doctor were not too careless, this was in broad daylight!

"Brother Meng, actually..."

Halfway through Mo Li's words, she suddenly saw Meng Qi looking at him expectantly, and his explanation got stuck.

It's really strange. In the past, I could point out the fact that Meng Qi responded to him without caring, and also talked to Meng Qi straightforwardly about how to give birth to a child with a dragon vein. Now that my mood has changed, those few words have become difficult to express.

There was no choice but to go roundly.

"The more familiar Lu Qian is, the easier it is to have confidence in him and involuntarily trust his character. The appearance of a wise ruler is generally like this, but I don't have the talent and ambitions to overcome the world, and I don't want to find any wise ruler... I have been traveling around for a short time, and I have also seen the prosperity of Taijing and seen many things as you see, but those are not important. I just want companions who can be together forever and those who admire you."

Meng Qi listened with a serious expression, with no intention of answering the conversation at all.

Mo Li: "…"

I don't think it's enough, want to hear more?

Forget it, it’s too troublesome to detour, so just throw the ladder away!

Mo Li lowered her head and pressed her cheeks over.

Because he had no experience, couldn't grasp the key points, and his movements were urgent, he almost hit Meng Qi's nose bridge, and in the end he didn't touch the right position. Mo Li didn't have time to feel anything and wanted to separate. This behavior was already a very special behavior in Mo Li's eyes.

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out and supported the back of his neck, then his lips warmed up and was gently licked.

Mo Li strangely remembered the appearance of the gerbil holding a chestnut and gnawing.

He held it in his arms and couldn't bear to eat it. He just put it on his mouth and rubbed his teeth gently. The sweet taste made the gerbil's eyes narrow and he couldn't find them at all.

Mo Li subconsciously looked over. The distance was very close, and he could see the intense emotions in Meng Qi's eyes that became deep.

The carriage was shocked, as if something heavy fell inside.
To be continued...