Liu Mingzhi looked at the canary standing on his finger in surprise, looking a little sick. He didn't know if it was because of the cold weather.
"Isn't this the canary raised by the old man? It was still alive and kicking when I saw it two days ago. Why is it so sick today?"
Sai Huatuo put his hands on his abdomen, and the old god looked at Young Master Liu and smiled lightly.
"The master will take this canary..."
After listening to Sai Huatuo's story, Mr. Liu looked at the canary in amazement as it pecked his thumb with its small beak: "In other words, the old man's strength did not really make the canary die completely, it just gasped for a moment. If you don’t come up, you’ll pass out.”
"It can be said that the master asked his subordinate to send you a dead canary and what he said to you. The subordinate really couldn't bear that this little thing died for no reason, so he revived it."
"As for what the master means, my subordinates can express it clearly. Presumably, whether the canary is dead or alive, it actually makes no difference to the young master."
Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, caressed the canary on his finger and walked slowly towards the door.
Looking at the heavy snow falling from the sky, Liu Mingzhi stood motionless in the courtyard. The canary on his finger fluttered its feathers and huddled under Young Master Liu's palm to avoid the snow.
"There is no difference between a caged bird and a chess piece. What does the old man know?"
"No, even Yun'er doesn't know what I'm thinking. I've just returned to the capital, and I've only met the old man three times. How could he know anything?"
After muttering silently for a long time, Liu Mingzhi looked down at the cute canary on his finger and turned to Sai Huatuo who was standing aside.
"Sai Lao, they say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. Do you think this year's snow is good or bad?"
Sai Huatuo was stunned by Young Master Liu's incomprehensible question, and he lowered his head and pondered for a moment.
"Depending on the weather, it should be a good thing. Since Dalong can grow winter wheat, the national treasury has become increasingly abundant, and the people have gradually figured out that the greater the snow, the better for winter wheat."
"Oh? So in Sai Lao's opinion, will something bad happen?"
Saihua Tuo bent down and grabbed a handful of crystal white snow and started rubbing it in his hands.
"The snow is getting worse day by day. If the wind and snow continue like this, there will probably be plagues in the coming year, and there will be quite a few of them."
"It begins with heavy snow, appears at the winter solstice, flourishes at the beginning of spring, and declines at the Waking of Insects."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Sai Huatuo's wistful look, nodded thoughtfully, and returned the canary in his hand to Sai Huatuo.
"Send it back to the old man and tell him, sometimes don't make simple things too complicated. The results are often unexpected."
"When all the mechanisms are exhausted, you will lose the upper hand."
"This bird is not bad, keep it well. It's just easy... ha... forget it... it's just a bird after all."
Sai Huatuo looked at Young Master Liu in confusion, took the canary and nodded slightly: "I know, I will definitely bring the message to the master."
"That's right Sai Lao!"
Saihuatuo, who had walked more than ten steps, turned around and looked at Young Master Liu in confusion: "Does the young master have anything else to do?"
"What about that? Do you still have the pills you gave to the old man? It's the kind your uncle gave you. I have a friend, um... Zhu Run, the Marquis of Guan Nei, you know, right, it's him. Recently, I feel like My body is a little weak, and I would like to ask if this young master has any good prescriptions that I can recommend to him."
"You also know that this young master is the most loyal person. When Mingli said you had a good medicine here, I wanted to get some for Zhu Run to try. You should have quite a few, and I agreed... ....."
Young Master Liu stared blankly at the porcelain bottle in his hand, put it into his arms with a smile, and looked at Sai Huatuo's retreating back: "Sai Hua Tuo, be particular!"
"Master!"
"ah?"
"Master Mingli hasn't been back to his hometown for three months. He won't be able to return to the capital until he is twenty."
"Uh...uh...really? Maybe I remembered it wrong, it was Mingjie who said it!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Sai Huatuo's back walking away towards the old man's courtyard with an angry face, and slapped himself lightly. Who was he? ?
If I had known this, I might as well admit it openly.
What happened to Xu? Is it normal to have so many wives?
Another person might not be much better than myself.
Young Master Liu sorted out the snow on his cloak, found two folding fans from the maid, put them in his arms and went out again, heading towards the palace.
Compared with the hurried look when he came back, the look on Young Master Liu's face was much more relaxed when he entered the palace again. He walked around, stopped in front of certain stalls from time to time, played with the gadgets and put them back. .
Just like what Liu Mingzhi said when he was confronting Ren Qingrui in the palace, after fighting for such a long time, when he was tired, it was time to relax.
In this sentence, Liu Mingzhi still did not deceive Ren Qingrui.
I am really tired.
While sleeping, Liu Mingzhi actually thought about certain issues more than once.
Is it really worth it?
It’s just that after countless times, Liu Mingzhi himself couldn’t explain why.
When Young Master Liu entered the palace, he did not go to Li Ye's place. Instead, he asked the eunuch to inform him and then went to the palace of the Empress Dowager Nangong Meng.
What can you do in Nangong Meng's palace? The answer is naturally self-evident.
Of course, we were picking up the third princess and the two pretty little ladies Qinglian back home.
After having a simple meal with Nangong Meng, Liu Mingzhi took the third princess and the Qinglian sisters to bid farewell to Nangong Meng and leave the palace.
Royal Palace Garden Observation Deck.
Liu Mingzhi stopped at the observation deck and looked at the snow-capped beauty of the palace.
"Three years ago, my father got married here. Although three years have passed, the words he said before his departure are still vivid in my mind."
"It's so fast, it's been three years in a blink of an eye."
"Things and people are different, let's just let everything go! Let's just let everything go. Can we really let it go?"
"Let's go. If you look at it, it's still the same. There's nothing new. It's getting late. It's time to leave the palace."
The third princess and the Qinglian sisters looked at their husband's lonely figure walking towards the bottom of the observation deck, looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
Something happened in the palace, the demon queen confessed her crime and was executed. Li Ye was safe and sound. He could reorganize the government and clean up the officials at any time. Everything was moving towards a good place.
Everything is obviously developing for the better, so why does my husband look so lonely?
So preoccupied.
Even after learning about the poisonous insects planted in Li Ye's body, my husband seemed to have never been so melancholy.
The third princess slowly gave half of the mist umbrella in her hand to Young Master Liu, to shield it from the wind and snow that was not reducing at all.
"Husband, I helped your majesty eliminate the demon queen and the father-in-law who were causing trouble in the court without any danger. Why don't you look happy at all? Did something happen after my sisters left? "
"No, it's mainly because I'm too tired."
"Let's go home. It's going to be dark soon. If I don't leave the palace, my husband, a healthy man, will be in trouble if he is imprisoned in the palace and accused of adultery in the harem. Old Man Xia will have to kill me." No."
"At such an old age, I can't fight or scold my husband. He is a veteran of four dynasties and a true national treasure. I can't mess with my husband."
The third princess glanced around the palace shrouded in snow and sighed faintly.
"Promiscuous harem! How can there be anyone in such a huge harem? With the execution of the Demon Queen, Ye'er may not even have a companion."
"It's normal. They say that the emperor is a loner. With the Queen's confession, His Majesty has become a loner. He no longer needs to call himself a loner. How wonderful!"
"Bah, screw you, how can a lonely person be so understanding?"
"Okay, as ministers, please stop worrying about the emperor. It's tiring."
"Lian'er, walk faster, we're going home."
"Coming!"
The night is sultry, and the snow is still falling.
At the archway across the courtyard, Mr. Liu secretly looked at the surrounding environment, smiling like a thief in his own home while looking at the familiar pills in his hand.
"Wanyan Wanyan, I'll fight for you. See if you still dare to threaten this young master with a big carrot. There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, so it's time for this young master to be arrogant!"
............
"Senior brother, this is Zongling. It's not good to be so blatant."
"Besides, in the business of stealing corpses, if the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasties is alive in heaven, he might strike us with lightning. What's more, it's the corpse of the mother of a country. This is a capital crime."
"Oh, poor monk... Bah... I don't even want to do this. Who knows what this bad old man Liu Zhi'an means? Who asked others to offer a high price? Alas, it's mainly his son and us Brother, I can't afford to offend you, so why not just be a favor?"
"You are over a hundred years old, is it appropriate to call someone a bad old man?"
"Why is it inappropriate? Pindao's immortal energy is floating around, just like a banished immortal coming to the world. Look at Pindao's skin, which is smoother and tender than that of a twenty-eight-year-old nun. It's not natural to call him Liu Zhi'an, an old man. Of?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"
"Really...really stealing?"
"One hundred thousand taels of snowflakes and silver, who can resist this kind of temptation? A poor Taoist can't do it, can you? You are a poor Taoist!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord."
"It's just a hundred thousand taels of snowflakes and silver...that's all..."
"Then do it!"
