"There are thieves, grab them quickly!"

With a shout, the Imperial Guard holding a torch immediately rushed towards this direction.

Meng Qi jumped up to the treetops, and again confirmed that Cheng Jingchuan did have extraordinary eyesight. He could find himself and the doctor even if he was so far away.

"Has he learned internal skills?" Even Mo Li suspected his judgment.

If not, what kind of hearing and vision would it have?

"Maybe not, maybe it's just because he is very familiar with the palace." Meng Qi said carefully.

In fact, the same was true for the former friend of Jingyuan, who was able to show his talents at first because when watching the battle on the hills, he could always quickly see the flaws of the enemy's formation and his own weaknesses. Someone once jealous of this talent and said that this was the kindness of his ancestors. In fact, whenever Jingyuan, he would make the terrain there clear wherever he went.

Including water sources, highlands, wind directions, and the tightness of the ground soil.

If possible, you also need to inquire about the climate here for a whole year, crops and plants, whether it is flammable, whether it is poisonous, and what are the birds and beasts that are commonly seen.

Famous generals are not natural.

Although I can't stand Qiu Si, Cheng Jingchuan doesn't look like he's going on a wrong path.

Meng Qi was still thinking, but saw Cheng Jingchuan shouting and took a step back and hid in the bushes.

If you want to get out of the chaos, Cheng Jingchuan threw the person off again, walked around the rockery and stood there looking at him.

His confidants were scattered around, shouting and catching the so-called thief, directing the guards to roam, and the search range gradually moved away from this area.

Meng Qi glanced at Cheng Jingchuan who was "actively left alone", and looked at the side with a gaze, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "It's interesting."

He fell to the ground lightly, without any fear of the dust.

Walking around, he casually pushed away the branches, his eyes deep and his face seemed to be a smile.

Even though Cheng Jingchuan once visited famous scholars from Jiangzuo and saw the romantic Qinhuai, he still couldn't think of the huge family members of the old Chu in Jiangnan and the talented men and the people in front of him.

——Some people are better than the reflection of spring cherry and autumn maple even if they stand in the sparse shadows of trees.

Cheng Jingchuan took back the speculation of "rabbit spirit", and the rabbit and temperament are very different from Meng Qi.

Now he suspected that Master Meng was a racnu.

He walked proudly, landed silently, and looked like it no matter how he looked.

"National Master." Cheng Jingchuan bowed his head and bowed deeply.

The etiquette is very thoughtful and the attitude is solemn. The thoughtful expression of Jingchuan before did not escape Meng Qi's eyes.

What exactly is he looking at? What did he think of?

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. When he jumped down the tree, he hinted that Mo Li was waiting for him in the same place and not act rashly. Considering the trap Qiu Si once set, it is not an exaggeration to be cautious. He is not afraid of falling in love, as long as he doesn't plant it together.

"Today's chaos in the palace disturbed the national teacher and Doctor Mo, please forgive me." Cheng Jingchuan looked humble and said with a low voice, "If there is something, may the national teacher be willing to look at it?"

Meng Qi refused to respond, he looked at Cheng Jingchuan.

What happens after an old friend is also divided into situations.

By blood, Cheng Jingchuan is almost five times more likely to be defeated. Even if the Chu Dynasty still has its kindness, it will not benefit Cheng Jingchuan.

In the eyes of the dragon vein, the existence of descendants of the family clan and relatives of the same surname is actually no different from that of the fellow countrymen. If Cheng Jingchuan was a vague boy, Meng Qi would not have connected him with the Marquis of Jingyuan at all.

Ordinary people may want to be pleased that old friends have "descendants" who can support their families and not lose their power as ancestors. It doesn't matter if they are not their own grandfathers. If a family tree comes out, they will be blood relatives. Mengqi sneered at this habit.

If a person has a future, it has nothing to do with his ancestors. The saints also have villains who are afraid of life and death. The ancestors' reputation is overwhelming and cannot be used as hats.

Similarly, can't loyal ministers and good generals be produced in the family of villains and traitors?

It is ridiculous to discuss the moral character of a clan with one person's character.

Therefore, when Meng Qi saw Cheng Jingchuan following Qiu Si, he looked at the boy a few times, and was not saddened by the old friend after he threw himself into the wrong path.

"Things?" Meng Qi said casually, "Do you want us to see something like that, or does Mr. Qiu want to."

Cheng Jingchuan's breathing stagnated, and he really couldn't say it well.

It was his own idea to detain A Furong. Mr. Qiu turned aside his normal behavior and pointed out the secret but hinted that he would send A Furong back to Mo Li. Is there any other plan?

It doesn't matter if you fight with an enemy strategist and don't understand the other party's intentions, just don't follow the original pace. However, if you "counter" Qiu Si, who is both a master, this trick will not work, and Cheng Jingchuan was in a dilemma for a moment.

Meng Qi didn't expect to try something in one sentence, and said with a smile: "You can think about it and come back."

"The national teacher is joking." Cheng Jingchuan quickly calmed down his emotions. His choice was meaningless. Even if he turned around and left, Qiu Si still had a hundred ways to send A Furong over.

It’s hard to say whether Master Meng is a monster, but Mr. Qiu is definitely not.

Qiu Si will die sooner or later, and it will be done.

Cheng Jingchuan was unwilling to openly disobey Qiu Si because he knew what a terrible person he was.

"Double days ago, someone secretly sent a bottle of strange pills to Ning Palace. This thing was all black and had a strange smell." Cheng Jingchuan knew that the moli was not far away, so he deliberately increased his tone. "The source is Jingzhou, and it is related to aliens. Because it is unknown, I took it off separately."

Mo Li didn't expect that A Furong, whom she was looking for, was delivered to her door like this, and her first reaction was also suspicion.

Cheng Jingchuan said cautiously: "I will not hide the news from the National Master. As soon as the news from Fengxing Pavilion came, I didn't know where to hide the bottle of medicine, nor did I dare to take it out for the imperial physician to see it rashly. Now when I met Dr. Mo, I finally breathed a sigh of relief to see if it was A Furong."

If so, it will be destroyed directly and it will be destroyed.

Meng Qi was quite surprised. Cheng Jingchuan’s implications were very clear, so what kind of intention was this guy to make a living under Mr. Qiu? The prince who was waiting for the throne to ascend the throne?

"Where is A Furong?" Meng Qi knew that Mo Li was concerned about this, so he did not continue to circle with Cheng Jingchuan and asked directly.

Cheng Jingchuan didn't expect Meng Qi to be so easy to talk to. In fact, he was ready to be made difficult and sarcastic.

"Just at the Imperial Medical Office..."

When Meng Qi heard this, he thought it was really a local method. He hid the pills in the pile of medicines. However, the Imperial Medical Officer and the eunuch who were employed in the errands were probably about 100 people. Although he had not counted it himself, he could blindly guess the size of the Imperial Medical Office by looking at the number of these dragons, sons, phoenixes and grandchildren. Isn’t this awkward person more dangerous? Or is there any secret room for the Imperial Medical Office?

“…in the wine cellar next to it.”

Wait, what did you say?

Meng Qi was stunned. Why is there a wine cellar next to the Imperial Medical Office?

The wine in the palace, whether it is the wine used for cooking or the fine wine of nectar and jade, is logically under the jurisdiction of the wine, vinegar and noodles bureau in the twenty-four yamen of the inner court. After all, it should be near the imperial kitchen. Why did you run to the Imperial Medical Office?

What is the layout of this palace? You can’t be so mean, right?

Cheng Jingchuan was not surprised and explained in preparation: "When the palace was built, several gardens of the wealthy households in Ningtai were recruited, and the lake was dug again. It was very urgent. Every summer, some places were seriously seeped in water, including the imperial kitchen. Ning Wang was good at wine and some fine wine could not be ruined, so he simply moved it here. Please beg the national teacher to be relieved. I will rush to the wine cellar myself and take A Furong out and hand it to..."

Before he could finish speaking, a fire lit up in the distance.

This posture is not like the Imperial Guards holding a torch to search, because at the same time, there are also rolling smoke coming out.

"It's gone! Save people!"

Cheng Jingchuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and Meng Qi signaled to the other side with fun: "The direction of the wine cellar?"

A figure flashed in front of me, and Mo Li couldn't help but appear.

After saying so long, Meng Qi confirmed that there were no traps here, so naturally there was no stop.

"Who did you tell me about A Furong? Mr. Qiu?" Mo Li asked.

Cheng Jingchuan sweated coldly on his forehead and gritted his teeth and said, "...He didn't ask, and I only mentioned the Imperial Medical Office to others. The only one who knows the location where it really hides."

Meng Qi seemed to laugh. When Cheng Jingchuan looked up, Meng Qi stood beside Mo Li with a serious look on his face, as if he was very anxious.

Cheng Jingchuan: "..."

More and more people were running around to carry water, but none of the three people in the bushes moved.

Cheng Jingchuan looked at Meng Qi Moli in surprise. He didn't move because he was sure that he had hidden things very tightly. Even if Mr. Qiu guessed that A Furong was in the cellar, he could not find it in a short time.

"Okay, you are not stupid, I am not stupid." Meng Qi said lazily, "Someone really knows where to hide it. Just take it directly. Why set a fire? I rushed to determine where the thing was. Maybe I fell into a trap. Besides, the fire broke out in the wine cellar, even if I had three heads and six arms, it would not be wiped out."

Cheng Jingchuan's eyes are strange.

Meng Qi frowned and said, "What's your look?"

It turns out that the fairies in the world do not know magic, but they still have to make a living like humans? Cheng Jingchuan coughed dryly and lowered his head and said, "The national teacher has great martial arts skills, and no one can defeat him."

The word mortal means ordinary people. It can refer to Meng Qi as an immortal god and monster, and it can also be said that Meng Qi is extraordinary and not ordinary people.

Meng Qi didn't hear it.

"If Qiu Si had let me release this fire, I would never give me a chance to enter the fire. No matter how good the martial arts are, can I not be afraid of fire?" Meng Qi waved his hand impatiently and said coldly, "It's time to know the fire."

In just a few words, the fire had already illuminated half of the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

Now even if some people say that no one in the palace is planning to rebel and massacre, no one outside believes it.

Cheng Jingchuan smiled bitterly and said, "I can't help but don't want to put out the fire now."

People without a clear mind are in charge of the command, but they are afraid that the entire palace will be burned to white.

"What are you anxious about?" Meng Qi raised his hand lightly, and Cheng Jingchuan hit an invisible wall, unable to move forward and retreat.

Meng Qi held his arm and put on the guard's clothes, and asked with interest: "What do you think Qiu Si's move means?"

Cheng Jingchuan opened his mouth and said nothing.

——Impressed that he used A Furong to lead the national teacher, Doctor Mo, and then he just met someone before his feet and caught fire on the other side of his feet. Do you still need to guess what happened? It was just to ask Cheng Jingchuan to go up and sell it for Meng Qi, and then let the sale be completely lost. Whether A Furong was destroyed or stolen, Cheng Jingchuan couldn't tell whether it was broken or stolen.

With grudges, is Cheng Jingchuan still possible to defect to Meng Qi?

Cheng Jingchuan didn't say anything, and his fist in his sleeve was quietly clenched.

"Why did you have to?" Meng Qi said with a tweet, pretending to be regretful.

Why can you say this kind of thief? Mo Li is still standing next to you?

Cheng Jingchuan's resentment comes and goes quickly.

In this moment, he had completely calmed down and raised his eyes calmly: "The national master had a good opportunity back then, met a good lord and obtained a good fate, but I didn't have such an opportunity."

Meng Qi's face turned dark when he heard the word "Good Lord". Cheng Jingchuan was not afraid and continued: "When I was seven years old, my family was defeated and could only beg for a living. Although I could read a little bit of martial arts than other beggars, what's the use? When I was about to starve to death, I couldn't even beat a dog, couldn't join the army, couldn't work, and no one wanted to sell myself, and I couldn't make a living by reading... Mr. Qiu was not good, but he was not stingy.

The miser, Mr. Qiu, who works hard for him, will give him a bright road of progress. I do not seek a first-rate purple robe and goldfish bag, nor do I want to restore Chu Xingbang. I only want those who follow me to have another way to go like those who follow Mr. Qiu. People in the martial arts world do not have to wander around the wilderness, merchants do not have to offer money to please officials, children will not be left on the streets, and farmers will not be left to work hard to die in the workshop...

"The national teacher, many people have no way to survive.
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