Faced with Chu Houmin's direct questions about his pain points, Qi Xingzhi was speechless.
In the relatively long history of Dayan, there have been emperors and courtiers again and again. Qi Xingzhi is not the only prime minister who can really help the emperor solve his problems.
But there has never been a prime minister who has lived through three dynasties and served three generations of Mingjun.
Even though he had paid great attention to his physical condition, as the flowers bloomed and fell year after year, he gradually felt that he was unable to do what he wanted.
"May I ask Your Majesty, how do you intend to break this situation?"
This was supposed to be a question that a master would ask his ministers, but Qi Xingzhi took the lead in asking it to Chu Houmin like a teacher teaching a student.
It's not that Qi Xingzhi has nothing to do.
On the contrary, the moment Chu Houmin raised the difficult point, he already had multiple plans in mind.
However, before choosing to implement a certain plan, a minister must know the attitude of his master.
Are you playing hard? Play soft? Or a combination of carrot and stick?
Has Shen Wanjun started to act since he was the king of Jin? Or should we wait until Shen Liang, the next King of Jin, comes to power before taking action as appropriate?
You have to listen to Chu Houmin’s opinions first.
Chu Houmin, who had already planned it, sighed without hiding it from Qi Xingzhi:
"Speaking of which, apart from being summoned by the late emperor for a few very important matters, King Jin didn't seem to have been to the imperial capital much after the initial decision to conquer Dayan. Even on the day I ascended the throne, he only sent someone to bring me a message. Just a congratulatory gift."
Qi Xingzhi understood instantly.
"The emperor wants to summon Prince Jin to the palace to test his loyalty before making a decision?"
Chu Houmin shook his head as he did not dare to take a wrong step and could not make a mistake.
"The loyalty of the King of Jin can be learned from heaven and earth. I just miss General Shenwu. I want to see if the blue hair on the general's head has added a bit of snow color like mine."
Qi Xingzhi cooperated well.
"Your Majesty, I would like to accompany you to meet with the King of Jin. It would be best if you can play a few more games of chess. After all, I was unable to outshine him and Du Jinglun on the battlefield. This has always been a worry for me. I have to kill him." After a few rounds, he can have a clear mind and die in peace."
After hearing the last four words, Chu Houmin immediately pretended to blame him and glared slightly:
"Prime Minister, please don't talk nonsense. I still hope that you can help my Chu family royal family guard the country for another sixty years!"
Qi Xingzhi returned to the ceremony.
"My lord, I will do my best!"
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Chifeng Mountain Range, on the top of the mountain where the Phoenix Essence is located.
Including the past few days of exploring the pattern of Phoenix Essence releasing fireworks, Lao Qian has been away from Prince Jin's Mansion for nearly a month and a half.
There was still no urging at all from Prince Jin's Mansion.
Lao Qian didn't know how much Shen Wanjun had collected from the various conditions mentioned in the ancient scroll.
Fortunately, the "procrastination" of the past few days has not wasted time in vain. Although I cannot say that I am 100% sure, I am 90% sure that I can scoop out the terrifying fireworks from the Phoenix Marrow before it releases it. Put into a device made of thousands of years of ice.
Today, came the critical moment when Lao Qian decided to take action.
Early in the morning, Zhu Mo called the cooks from the cooking camp and cut two large plates of beef slices for the banquet. He didn't worry at all that the old man would drink and bring in ten jars of five-poison medicinal wine.
Speaking of the origin of the Five Poison Medicinal Wine, in the Great Yanxi Region and even in the Xisha Dynasty, it is equivalent to the status of Donglu Wine in Jinzhou. It is not an exaggeration to call it the local "King of Wine"!
As the name suggests, the ingredients for brewing this wine are five poisonous poisons: centipedes, geckos, poisonous snakes, scorpions, and toads, which are put into the wine vat. Another 18 kinds of poisons can be combined to dissolve the five poisons while retaining the five poisons. The herb contains nourishing effects and is brewed by soaking for at least three years.
After drinking this wine, you will first feel a chill in your throat, and then it will feel as if a ball of fire has exploded in your belly, a confrontation between ice and fire, and a mysterious feeling hidden deep inside.
More importantly, if you can drink these five poisonous medicinal wines all year round, it is said that you can prolong your life. It is not a problem to live for at least three to five years longer.
Of course, the delicious taste and effectiveness of Five Poison Medicinal Liquors mean that its price will not be too low.
Ordinary drinks cost two yuan a jar.
The older ones, no matter how expensive they are, are only worth one tael of silver per jar.
But this Five Poison Medicinal Wine, even the youngest one, costs three taels of silver per jar on the market. You must know that the annual expenses of an ordinary family of five cannot exceed thirteen taels of silver.
In other words, the ten jars of Five Poison Medicinal Wine placed next to this old man are enough for two families of five to live a prosperous life for a whole year.
It can be seen that the pockets of each of the 800,000 Shen family troops are bulging enough.
It also shows that Zhu Mo never treated Lao Qian badly in his daily life.
"Mr. Qian, please feel free to eat and drink wine and meat. I will definitely provide you with an inexhaustible supply of food and wine."
After Xu supported Lao Qian and invited him to the bench, Zhu Mo was half-bent to serve him like a eunuch in the palace.
This is not the first time that the White Tiger soldiers on the mountain have seen this kind of scene. Their mood is the same as when they saw Zhu Mo kneel down and bow down to Lao Qian that day. No one can figure out what the killing god in their White Tiger camp is. Why are you so respectful to a bad old man?
Could it be... that he is General Zhu's long-lost grandfather?
Some people dare to speculate like this, but no one dares to say such speculation out of their mouths.
Because even if they were brothers who had been born and died together for many years, none of the fifty thousand White Tiger soldiers in the White Tiger Camp dared to pat their chests and say that they would not have their throats bitten by a waist snake if they pissed off General Zhu.
After Lao Qian sat down, he didn't show politeness to Zhu Mo. He grabbed a handful of beef slices with his bare hands and stuffed them into his mouth. Then he opened the bottle without using a wine bowl. He held a jar of Five Poison Medicinal Wine with one hand and poured it into his stomach.
"Hiss--not bad! This expensive wine is full of flavor, hahaha!"
Without Shen Liang "teaching" him a lesson, Lao Qian could finally show his gold teeth and laugh heartily without fear of being scolded for being tacky.
But before Zhu Mo could say anything next to him, Lao Qian raised his eyebrows again and asked Zhu Mo slightly suspiciously:
"Hey, boy, you are so generous today. Could it be that you gave us this meal of wine and meat as a farewell meal?"
When Zhu Mo heard this, he was frightened and made an exaggerated gesture to kneel down at Lao Qian's feet.
"Junior is wronged! There was no such intention!"
"Okay, okay."
Lao Qian threw out a burst of soft zhenqi and lifted up Zhu Mo's bent knees.
Immediately, he stopped eating meat and just drank the wine from the altar. Finally, he wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and wrote lightly:
"The rest of the wine and meat can be enjoyed slowly when I come back."
After saying that, his figure disappeared instantly. When Zhu Mo and a group of white tiger warriors locked onto Lao Qian's figure again, the latter was already familiar with the situation. He rushed to the crater and jumped down without hesitation.
At this time, finally a high-ranking Baihushi came forward to ask.
"General, where did this old man come from?"
The expression on Zhu Mo's face was rare and solemn.
Just say——
"He is a land god that even our King Jin has to think hard to invite..."
