As for the Su family who was most innocently implicated, the young man didn't take it seriously.
For him, a down-and-out Mr. Su was not worth his troubles, and it was impossible to make him intolerable and apologetic.
"Your Highness has got his wish, just wait for the good news!" Suddenly an old man in gray robe came out of the inner room and said with a smile to the young man lying on the recliner.
The young man waved his hand towards the man just now, and only he and the old man in gray robe were left.
The young man raised the corners of his lips slightly, but his eyes became extremely cold.
"This matter will take two days to be concluded. Recently, my father has been slightly ill and will not be able to go to court until two days later. It just so happens that it will take some time to build momentum. However, before the last step, we have to prevent accidents from happening. What we are doing is not
No one knows.”
In fact, this plan is not complicated, but people who don't know the inside story can't figure it out, because the Zhu family is going to join the prince, and no one knows about it except him.
"Your Highness is very calculating. This is an unforeseen disaster for the Third Prince."
The old man also laughed, but it was in their best interest for the prince to lose power.
In a mountain valley, the courtyard upon entering is hidden in the mountains, making it look particularly lonely and abrupt.
The house is a thatched house, and the fenced yard is very simple, like a hunter's residence in the mountains.
A young man sitting in a gray-brown coarse cloth sat in the small courtyard. His hands kept moving, throwing the prepared medicinal materials into the stone mortar from time to time, and then began to process them.
The sound of pounding medicine sounded rhythmically in this quiet courtyard, causing the young man lying on the arhat in the room to roll his eyes.
Unlike the simplicity outside the house, the interior is richly decorated.
The blue and white stone floor, huanghuali bookshelves and archaeological shelves, wenge wood bookcases, and sets of armchairs all reflect luxury.
There was a slight cough, and the boy on the Arhat's couch walked out of the yard and softly scolded the medicine boy who was making medicine.
"Your master asks you to make medicine every day, does he not intend to pass on your mantle? Isn't this the work of an apprentice?"
The young man stretched his body and smelled the fresh mountain air, which was refreshing.
"Does your master have a disciple outside?" the young man asked teasingly.
The medicine boy said without turning his head: "Master, why do you need to provoke me? I won't be fooled. You are from a noble family and you only come here to recuperate. Naturally, you can't understand my feelings."
The medicine boy snorted softly, and then continued: "I was born in a poor family. Master picked me up and raised me to be this big. I am already grateful. Even if I don't pass on the mantle, I have no regrets."
The drug boy was not fooled by the boy's provocation, and his expression remained as genuine as ever.
"Hmph! I know you are provoking, do you think my disciple will be fooled by you?"
An old man with a white beard pushed open the fence, glanced at the young man, and then put down the basket on his back.
He took out a small hoe from it and poured out the picked herbs.
"You will go down the mountain in half a month. Don't stay here and make a mess in my medicine room. I live a leisurely life and keep everything simple, but you are extremely luxurious. My little house has been contaminated by your worldliness.
Already."
The old man snorted coldly while picking the herbs.
"The food, luxury, and lust are incompatible with my humble home!" the old man pointed out.
The boy pursed his lips tightly when he heard this, and glanced at the Crown Prince behind him. This time, he felt that the Crown Prince would not refuse again.
Those who should leave will always leave. The wind will pass without leaving a trace, and everything will return to normal.
"Okay! I've bothered you for more than two years, and I'm sorry to cause you any more trouble."
Just as the boy thought just now, the prince agreed very readily this time.
The old man glanced at the prince, then looked at the somewhat disappointed boy, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
"If you want to leave, take my disciple with you to train for a few years. I don't want to pass on his mantle because he has his own way to go. He is extremely talented in medicine, and his control over pharmacology is even more extraordinary.
It’s beyond my reach.”
The old man said, his eyes full of pride, and then he looked at the prince, "I just want to send you a message, just like the king of hell lends his life."
When the prince heard this, he looked at the medicine boy and understood.
He smiled slightly. The old man also saw that his apprentice was bothered by the world of mortals, so he no longer forced him to stay.
"Thank you very much!" His expression was very sincere at this moment.
"Master! I want to stay with you!" Yaotong was shocked, "Does Master no longer want me? Do you really have an apprentice outside?"
There was a sound of brisk footsteps coming from behind the house, and the prince's heart moved. He no longer cared about the master and apprentice, turned around and walked towards the back of the house.
Just as the prince turned to the back of the house, a man in black appeared in front of him.
"Your Majesty! The situation has changed!"
The prince took the letter from the other party, and when he read half of it, his expression changed slightly.
After thinking for a moment, he put the letter away and then snorted coldly: "His movements are really fast!"
He thought for a moment, and then he had an idea in his mind, and then said: "Come with me, I will write a letter. You can copy one and send it over."
The two masters and apprentices in the front yard didn't know what they said, and then the medicine boy returned to the house in a depressed mood, even confiscating the stone mortar.
After the prince handed the letter to the man in black, he was a little stunned.
"I'm just going to help you one more time, and you have to rely on yourself for the rest." His eyes were as dark as a deep pool, which was a consideration for her.
Su Yizhao, who was in Gongyuan, still ended his exam early and carried the exam basket out of the dragon gate.
"Seventh Young Master, why don't you drink Lu'an Guapian today?" The shopkeeper saw Su Yizhao coming in and greeted him quickly.
This talented man, who could be said to be the most promising to win the title of county prosecutor, was from a wealthy family, so he naturally had to treat him carefully.
"Change to Biluochun!" Su Yizhao also replied casually, then sat in front of the window and looked down.
After the exam, it was a rare leisure time. As for worrying about whether he would be on the exam, Su Yizhao still had some confidence.
"Go, go! You little beggar, come to the door in broad daylight today, come back after closing time in the afternoon."
The waiter pushed a little beggar and kicked him out of the teahouse.
The shopkeeper is kind-hearted and always feeds these beggars, but usually after closing time, he picks some unused pastries and gives them some.
But that was all during the day when there were no customers, and the shopkeeper would never allow him to come to his door and ask for food.
"What's going on? Many noble people will come to have tea soon, please leave quickly!"
The shopkeeper also looked unhappy and was a little angry at the little beggar who didn't understand the rules.
"I'm here to deliver a letter. Someone wants to deliver this letter to your teahouse, saying that they are looking for a seventh master."
The little beggar was not angry when he was pushed, but instead waved the letter in his hand.
Su Yizhao looked down from the window. When he saw this, his heart moved and he said to the waiter: "Go and have a look. If you are looking for me, please invite him over!"
Most of the people who came to Qi were looking for her, but how could someone send a letter to me?
And instead of delivering it to your home, it delivers it to a teahouse. What does this mean?
I think that person must have investigated himself and knew that after every exam, he would go to the teahouse to wait for his two brothers.