This young man is the Beidi Imperial Master.
He is nearly 30 years old, but he has good looks due to secret skills. Coupled with his snow-white hair, especially the young man's aloof and cold temperament like a snow mountain, he is very eye-catching among the crowd.
As soon as he appeared, all the Daxing people in the city looked over curiously.
"Mom, look, there is a white-haired brother there."
A mother and daughter dressed in brocade clothes, surrounded by servants, walked out of the clothing shop. When they saw the boy, the three or four-year-old girl pointed at the boy and screamed in surprise.
"The one with white hair should be called Grandpa."
While the woman was speaking, the boy walked up to her. When his fingers stretched out from his wide sleeves, a dazzling light burst out from his fingertips.
"Give you the Holy Light."
As the boy's fingers approached, the woman suddenly felt numb all over. Looking at the boy's fingers on her shoulders, her shoulders, which had been sore for many days, suddenly felt much more relaxed.
Amazing!
Looking at the young man's handsome face and his compassionate expression, the woman quickly pulled the child and knelt down.
"Immortal! You are an immortal!"
The woman's pious expression seemed as if she would not hesitate if the boy asked her to die in the next moment.
The young man looked at the woman's performance with satisfaction and refuted her with a profound look on his face.
"No, I am the Beidi Imperial Master, just a preacher."
"You were a member of our Beidi tribe in your previous life, and the Beidi people who came here were all your relatives in your previous life. They traveled a long way here, hoping to rest at your house for a night."
"Okay, since we are relatives who were destined in the past life, we can stay here for a year, not to mention one night."
The woman hurriedly asked her servants to go to her house to say hello and make arrangements for these "relatives from the past life" who were tired of traveling.
He followed the young man step by step, asking him if he could give him the Holy Light again.
The young man dealt with it very patiently.
After all, just by looking at their clothes and the clouds of servants, the mother and daughter knew that the family was either rich or noble.
Especially if a woman has a cheerful personality, she must be the one in charge of the family.
By subduing such people, not only will Beidi people have a place to stay and shelter when they come and go, but they will also be able to provide monetary support.
And the woman had just been confused by the "holy light" for a while, and he had to go to the house again and use other means to completely control the woman and her family.
for his use.
…
Jin Palace, main hall.
Ever since he bit his cheek and pretended to vomit blood and fell into coma.
The King of Jin lay down in the side hall of the Chaoyi Hall for a whole day. In addition to asking the imperial doctor to come for consultation and make him a bowl of medicinal soup to drink, his father actually made him hungry for a whole day. .
Until the sun sets, it's time for the key to fall in the palace.
Only then did his father let the imperial doctor relent, saying that he was no longer seriously ill. He had not yet sent the palace guards to take him out of the palace, but pricked him with a needle to "wake him up" and let him leave on his own.
Judging from his father's greatly changed attitude towards him, King Jin even felt that his father was not only angry but also disgusted with him.
If he did not take the royal family's face into consideration, it is very likely that he would not be invited to have an imperial doctor.
After returning to the house, King Jin immediately asked someone to call the princess.
"Go and give Concubine Qiao three feet of white silk, and then tell the Qiao family that the whole family should kneel in front of the palace gate and ask for forgiveness from my father. If my father wants to punish the three of them, they will also suffer. If If you don’t want to die, then spit out the dirty money you took this time ten times a hundred times to appease your father’s anger!”
When he learned that King Jin was back, he quickly dressed in single clothes and prepared to stage a cruel trick to save the prince and save the concubine Qiao of the Qiao family. When he heard King Jin's order, he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he sat down holding the door frame. on the ground.
After she realized what she was doing, she cried and crawled towards the door.
"Your Majesty, my Qiao family has contributed no less than one million taels of silver to the palace's affairs in the past five years. Now the Qiao family has just been deceived and accidentally made a mistake. Why is this!"
Concubine Qiao looks delicate, but when she cries, the pear blossoms bring rain.
Because she was only fifteen years old when she married into the palace, she was not very old. She was only twenty years old at this time. In addition, the King of Jin usually liked her the most, who was generous with money but never mentioned her efforts. She was tender and petty. It seemed that King Jin felt uncomfortable when he saw Concubine Qiao crying so sadly.
"Concubine Qiao, I remember that there is a maid beside you, whose figure is somewhat similar to yours."
Concubine Qiao immediately forgot how to cry when she heard this.
After reacting, the crying turned into howling.
"Your Majesty, for the sake of the future of the palace, I work hard day and night to run the business. People poke my spine and call me a merchant's daughter. I never complain, just because my love for the prince can be learned from the sun and the moon. Now that I am not dead yet, the prince is thinking about the maid next to me... wu wu wu..."
Concubine Qiao couldn't even speak of what happened next.
When King Jin heard her crying, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He picked up the porcelain pillow and threw it at the door.
Unfortunately, he had been lying there all day without any water or rice, so he had no strength at all.
The porcelain pillow fell to the foot of the bed and broke into two pieces.
"You bastard, I want your maid to fake death on your behalf. All you need to do is set a fire in the room. But I didn't expect that you, who is usually innocent and innocent, would be so dirty in your heart and treat you like this. Since my heart towards you is like this, you can handle it yourself."
King Jin was afraid that he would feel compassion again, so he gave orders to the left and right.
"Stick Concubine Qiao's mouth and stop her from crying. If she continues to cry, those who don't know will think that the king has died of illness."
"yes."
The guard took a step forward and looked at Concubine Qiao, who had treated them most generously in the past. She glared at them with hatred in her beautiful eyes, but she could only obey orders.
Concubine Qiao knew that King Jin's fake death was just to appease people's hearts and had no intention of implementing it.
Otherwise, such a secret matter cannot be announced in public at all.
She knew that she was bound to die, but she didn't expect that she would be King Jin's tool until her death.
"Zhou Cheng, I'll take the first step and wait for you in the underworld to fulfill your original promise and grow old with me forever, hahaha...well..."
Concubine Qiao was gagged and dragged down.
Prince Jin was so angry that his chest heaved and his heart felt like it was about to beat out.
Thinking about the loss of his concubine Qiao, he just lost a caring person who knew what was good and bad, and he could still look for a younger and more beautiful girl.
But with the loss of an imperial merchant, the Qiao family, he lost a large treasury, especially the position of the imperial merchant. According to the current situation, it is likely to fall into the hands of King Kang's faction. He could not hold back, and his blood It’s really heartbreaking, and the more I think about it, the more angry I get.
"puff!"
This time King Jin really spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head and fell on the bed with a bang.
Princess Jin looked coldly at Concubine Qiao, who had been begging for a child recently, and lost her position. She was about to say a few words of comfort, but her pupils shrank suddenly when she saw this scene.
Although her love for Prince Jin is no longer as deep as before, she never wants Prince Jin to die in the fight for the heir apparent.
"Call the doctor quickly!"
"If there is anything wrong with the prince, I will let you all be buried with him!"
King Jin returned to his palace, but he vomited blood and fainted again.
As if he had wings, he flew all over the capital.
In the Xiyi Pavilion.
Descarnato was sorting out the lists of people brought by various Daxing caravans. When he heard the news, he raised his eyebrows and smiled with interest.
"Prince Jin has become more and more angry recently. It seems that the cook I installed in the mansion is doing a good job."
After a pause, Descartes restrained the smile on his face and gave instructions to Amao.
"Such a big thing has happened. When he wakes up, we must visit him with good news so that he can recover from his illness and prevent him from spreading fire on us Beidi people. We will follow our alliance to please Emperor Daxing."
