When Qin Mu heard the news, he frowned slightly and glanced at Imperial Master Yankang next to him. Imperial Master Yankang looked sad and said, "I will go to Zhenbei Prince's Mansion to express my condolences."
Qin Mu whispered: "Master, why did King Zhenbei rebel?"
"He is not rebelling against the emperor, he is rebelling against me for the sake of his Ling family's empire."
Imperial Master Yankang said softly: "My power is too great, which makes him uneasy and thinks that I will overthrow the rule of the Ling family. You are right, it's time for me to start a family. I have natural principles and human desires."
Qin Mu looked strange.
People like Imperial Master Yankang get married and start a business? It’s somewhat absurd, but it’s going to happen.
"I want to go back home first and change into pure clothes. The King of Zhenbei has made great contributions to the country. Although he does not agree with my actions, he is a person worthy of respect and must be worshiped."
Imperial Master Yankang said goodbye to him, "When we arrive in the capital, you won't need to worry about my injuries anymore."
Qin Mu nodded. Yankang Imperial Master was seriously injured in a sneak attack in the past, but his injuries have long since healed. This means that he must have a miracle doctor by his side. When he arrives in the capital, there is no need for Qin Mu to treat his injuries.
When Imperial Master Yankang returned to the Imperial Master's Mansion, he suddenly became alert and jumped directly into the mansion without going through the main entrance. Looking around, he saw that all the prohibitive seals in the mansion were there.
He still didn't relax at all and said in a deep voice: "Fu Lao? Yuan Qing?"
There was still no sound, and the Imperial Master's Mansion was surprisingly quiet.
Imperial Master Yankang walked inside, and when he came to the hall, he saw several servants and guards of the Imperial Master's Mansion being tied up tightly, stacked together like Arhats.
Imperial Master Yankang frowned, and then he saw Fu Yuanqing. The little poisonous king Fu Yuanqing was stripped naked, tied up, and hung on the ceiling of the hall. His tongue was stuck out. There was a gold rope tied to his tongue, and a big ball hung under the gold rope.
Tieduo, I don’t know how much it weighs.
Imperial Master Yankang frowned, the sword light flashed from his fingertips, cutting off the golden rope, and then the rope on his body. Fu Yuanqing fell down, hard, and then Imperial Master Yankang realized that his entire body had been sealed
, even the divine treasure in the body has been sealed, and the slightest bit of cultivation cannot be used.
Imperial Master Yankang unlocked his seal, and also unlocked the seals of other servants and guards, and said with a serious face: "What's going on?"
"have no idea."
Fu Yuanqing shook his head and said with shame: "I didn't see anything, so I was sealed, and then hung up. Still didn't see anything, so my tongue was pulled out, and a big iron rope was hung on it, trying to call for help."
It won’t work either!”
"Sir, is our mansion haunted?"
The servants also looked horrified and said, "I didn't see anything either, and then they were piled on top of each other and couldn't move!"
"Haunted?"
Imperial Master Yankang shook his head and said: "It's not a ghost. It's just that the person's speed is too fast, so fast that you can't even see him. I know who this person is. He broke into my house just to take advantage of me."
No, get his leg back. If my prediction is correct, the warehouse where I store the treasures should be empty."
He led everyone to the warehouse and saw that the seal on the warehouse was still there and had not been touched.
Fu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Master, you were wrong. The seal is still there. It's probably because the thief couldn't break your seal, so he didn't touch anything in the warehouse."
Imperial Master Yankang sighed and said: "The phantom is invisible and can steal the sky and change the sun. Why need to unlock the seal? He can pass directly through the seal without touching the seal at all. The warehouse is indeed empty."
Everyone didn't believe it.
Imperial Master Yankang opened the seal and pushed the door open. He saw that the house filled with various treasures was empty and had been washed clean.
On the wall facing the door, there was supposed to be a painting hanging on it. That painting was a picture of the Sword God carrying a sword that was painted by the crown prince of Tiantu Kingdom back then, but this picture has disappeared.
Instead, there was a picture of crooked and shockingly ugly words: "Master, I took away my legs. I accepted the treasures you collected. I took good care of your servants for you. Don't worry. By the way,
I slept on your bed, and when I woke up, I made a bunch of cakes on your bed, and made you a pot of fragrant tea in the study. We have settled our grudges, so there is no need to thank me!"
Imperial Master Yankang looked gloomy. He hurriedly turned around and came to the bedroom. He opened the quilt and saw that the stench was overwhelming. He hurriedly covered his nose and waved his hand: "Fu Lao, throw it out, throw it out!"
Mr. Fu quickly wrapped up the quilt and rolled up the mattress. The whole bed still smelled bad. Mr. Fu said, "Master, do you want to throw away this bed too?"
"Throw it away!"
Imperial Master Yankang waved his hand and quickly came to the study. There was an air of excitement in the study, and there was a splash of yellow and orange in the teapot, which was obviously not tea.
Imperial Master Yankang rolled up his sleeves and sent the teapot and teacup out of the window. His face was livid: "You bastard, it's just a matter of taking away your own legs. You are still eating, drinking and sleeping in my house, ruining my purity! Mr. Fu, please prepare more."
Some tea sets and bedding."
Mr. Fu hesitated and said, "Master, we don't have much money at home..."
Imperial Master Yankang was slightly startled and said in deep thought: "How many days will it take for the emperor's reward to come out? My salary for this month comes once a month, but it won't be paid until the beginning of the month. Is this month's salary gone?"
Mr. Fu said: "The master took away most of his salary during this trip. The money left behind will be given to princes, ministers and some small gifts for their birthdays, as well as some for new children. The Queen Mother in the palace celebrated her birthday a few days ago, so she prepared small gifts for the palace.
It’s still too shabby in there.”
Imperial Master Yankang had a headache and said: "The King of Zhenbei has passed away, so we still need to prepare some gifts. Is it true that the family has no money? Is there anything else that can be pawned?"
"this……"
Mr. Fu hesitated for a moment and did not answer. Imperial Master Yankang looked around and saw that although the house was not small, there were only a few pieces of furniture and few things that could be pawned.
He has always felt that playing with things is boring, so he keeps everything simple for food and clothing, and does not have any antiques. The things he collects are often strange and weird, such as the lame man's magical legs, the paintings of the crown prince of Tiantu Kingdom, etc., and these things happen to be
That godly thief came to my door and stole it.
"Can I get an advance on my salary?"
Mr. Fu said: "Master, do you want to lose face?"
Imperial Master Yankang hesitated and said, "Can I borrow some?"
Mr. Fu shook his head and said: "We have been in the war recently. Those who are good friends with me are out in the army and are not at home. Moreover, I have borrowed the money many times and never paid it back. People will gossip about them. Their head is not at home.
If I go to borrow money, who will be willing to lend it? Unless the master personally comes forward."
Imperial Master Yankang pondered and said, "My painting skills are quite good. I can paint and sell them in exchange for some money."
Mr. Fu said: "Do you want to sign it, sir?"
Imperial Master Yankang shook his head: "Anyone who signs my name and buys my paintings is bribing me if he doesn't sign."
Mr. Fu shook his head and said, "Then my paintings won't be sold."
Imperial Master Yankang was furious: "How do you know you can't sell it? I collect the paintings of the Prince of Tiantu Kingdom and have copied them countless times. Although I don't dare to say that they are comparable to those of the painting sage, they are pretty good, right?"
"Sir, where is the capital? There are famous people like crucian carp crossing the river, but how many of them can make money from calligraphy and painting? Most of them are so hungry that they are skin and bones. How do you think your painting skills compare to them?"
Mr. Fu said: "Only those of my disciples can lend me money."
"Borrowing money from my apprentice? I can't stand it."
Imperial Master Yankang suddenly thought of Qin Mu and said with a smile: "I know someone who has money and can borrow it. He spends a lot of money, and when he buys me medicine, he is often the one who knows how to pay. Otherwise, my little salary would have been spent long ago. He is not here
In the court, it is not shameful to borrow money from him. I will go and borrow money, and you will wait for me here."
Qin Mu returned to the Imperial College Scholar's Residence. As soon as he entered the Scholar's Residence, he smelled the scent of elixir. This scent of elixir seemed to be coming from his own yard, and he couldn't help but wonder.
Among the scholars, there are special handymen to take care of them. Although they are just servants, each servant often goes to the palace to listen to lectures, so his cultivation strength is really not weak. Some of the servants are even stronger than the scholars. Taixuan
In the history of the country, there are many handymen who have developed extraordinary skills, and they have risen from the status of servants to scholars, been promoted to the rank of nobles, and become generals in famous towns.
There are handymen guarding Shiziju, so basically no outsiders can sneak in.
Qin Mu took Long Qilin and Hu Ling'er into his yard, and saw large and small bags of medicinal materials piled up in the yard, as well as medicine stoves, medicine cauldrons and other things.
The medicine cauldron and medicine furnace are both extraordinary, and the texture imprinted on them is extremely extraordinary. They are obviously valuable treasures, not inferior to the treasures Qin Mu looted from the Loulan Golden Palace!
There was a leg in one of the medicine cauldrons, and an arm in the other medicine cauldron.
Qin Mu was slightly startled when he saw the legs and arms, and said to Hu Ling'er and Long Qilin: "You guys wait outside the yard and don't let anyone enter my house."
Hu Ling'er and Long Qilin stood up and walked out of the yard. Qin Mu turned around and saw Long Qilin squeezing the door frame so that it creaked. He couldn't help but shake his head and thought to himself: "This guy has gained weight in the past few days. I'm afraid it won't be long before he gets fat."
It will break my door and I will have to replace it later.”
He opened the door of the main room and saw two half-aged men sitting there. The lame man was neatly groomed, his hair was shiny, and his beard on his chin was tied with a golden rope.
It’s also very particular.
Mr. Ma was sitting opposite him, wearing a green cloth shirt, which was not as fancy as the lame man's clothes, with one sleeve hanging empty. He looked a little dusty, he must have just arrived, his temples were gray, and his hair was a little messy.
When the two of them saw Qin Mu walking in, the cripple showed an honest smile, and Master Ma also showed a smile on his cold face.
"Master Ma, Grandpa Lame..."
Qin Mu was moved and his eyes were slightly red: "Are you here to see me?"
"No." Ma Ye said.
Qin Mu's heart ached, and the cripple smiled and said: "You live a much more comfortable life than us, why do we come to see you? We picked you up, and we will come all the way to see you? Don't be sentimental.
"
Qin Mu said angrily: "You just came to see me!"
The lame man shook his head and said, "I'm just here to ask you to help me reattach my leg. Can you help me see if my leg is still alive?"
"No help."
The lame man said angrily: "You brat, your wings are stiff? We are not here to see you!"
Mr. Ma coughed and said calmly: "You didn't come to see him. Why didn't you take your legs to the pharmacist, but why did you come to see him? Stop teasing him, you look like he's about to cry."
"I'm not about to cry." Qin Mu stiffened his neck and said.
"Okay, okay, don't be red-eyed. I'm here to see you. I just came back from the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. I stayed there for a while and took away a few things. Did you see the leg in the stove?
?”
The old man was very proud: "My legs! I got them back from the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. The Imperial Preceptor had no choice but to watch me take away my legs!"
Qin Mu was silent for a moment, then showed an honest smile: "Grandpa Cripple, the Imperial Master and I have just returned from overseas. Which Imperial Master is the Imperial Master in the Imperial Master's Mansion?"
The cripple stared at him, but Qin Mu didn't give in at all and stared back at him. The smiles on their faces were almost the same, giving people a trustworthy feeling. Even if they stabbed him, they would still stand up.
I think they are very trustworthy.
————The third update, more than 9,000 words have been completed today, another busy day!