I don't want to be king

Chapter 439 Smog
No matter what, He Jixiang still left incense for the Fu family, and did not really kill them all.

In fact, what he envied even more was Chen Yan, just because he was a lecturer with the prince, and the prince had to respect his teacher!

He Jixiang and others had to be patient with him.

Therefore, let alone killing Chen Yan, it is difficult to treat him harshly, after all, it will hinder the reputation of the prince.

Fame is something you can't touch or see, but it must be there.

"Master Gan!"

Chen Yan said bitterly, "Master Tai Tu treats you well!

Now that you are decapitated, how can you say such words! "

Old Gan Mao blushed, and then sighed, "Master Chen, if you have integrity, you should rob the execution ground today and remonstrate with the prince, instead of embarrassing the old man here."

He is really angry!
He said all the good things, but he didn't get in!
Who is this embarrassing for?
If you have the ability, go and make trouble with the palace!
What's the point of yelling here?
Is it the soft persimmons?
What's more, he is not a soft persimmon!

He Gan Mao is the Minister of the Household Department!

"you"

Old Chen Yan blushed, and sighed, "But everyone, although Mr. Fu made mistakes, it hasn't reached the point of causing harm to everyone!"

Gan Maodao, "Lord Chen, you are treasonous and endanger the country, isn't it enough to kill all the families?

It is Mr. He's kindness not to punish his nine clans. "

"Hey."

After Chen Yan sighed, he didn't say another word. He had to admit that Gan Mao was right.

Prince He is nominally the regent, but in fact he is already the real king!

Fu Yin committed the real crime of treason!

If you really care about it, you will punish its nine clans!

He Jixiang only killed the men of the Fu family, leaving the women and children behind, which is already very kind.

"Okay, stop talking,"

He Jixiang smiled and said, "The old man will take care of it all by himself, come here, prepare the horse, and go to the palace."

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

A cold wind picked up.

Lin Yi sat in the living room, tightened the jacket in his arms, stood up again and moved to the charcoal stove, stretched out both hands, rubbed them together, and said, "Rule the country according to the law, it's empty talk, it's printed At any rate, he is an important member of one party, so if he says he will kill him, he will be too eager."

Chen Desheng, who was kneeling on the ground with He Jixiang, glanced at He Jixiang next to him, saw that He Jixiang lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly for a while, and was a little anxious, so he said softly, "Master He?"

He Jixiang is old!
I often fall asleep regardless of the occasion!
He had to sound a reminder.

"My lord,"

He Jixiang suddenly said, "With one police officer, all officials and people will be convinced, this is the best policy!

I also hope that the prince will learn from me! "

"Kill them all, what else is there to say?"

Lin Yi yawned, "It's just that the next time you kill someone, please keep telling me and don't make so many murders."

He admitted that He Jixiang was right.

However, it's still quite scary to slaughter people all over the house with one order.

Sometimes, he is really hard to accept.

If you can't accept it, so what?
He couldn't help it, and he really couldn't use his own ideas to argue with He Jixiang.

The overhaul of Liang Law has already caused people to talk a lot, and if some inappropriate words are said, it will be considered "bewitching words to confuse the public".

Half a step ahead of the times is a genius, one step ahead is a wise man, and two steps ahead is a madman.

He couldn't guarantee that if he did too much, he would be dissected by people like He Jixiang.

Sometimes it is really necessary to learn to "collaborate with others", especially the spirit of people like He Jixiang, who say that if you kill the whole family, you will kill the whole family, it is absolutely unequivocal!

Who or how many people are killed will not affect a person's ability to be a "Ming Jun", a "loyal minister", or a "good general".

"The minister obeys the order!"

He Jixiang smiled happily.

This prince and prince are still willing to listen to loyal advice!
Lin Yi waved his hands impatiently and said, "Get up, don't kneel down, I didn't mean to blame you."

He Jixiang's health was getting worse and worse. Sometimes Lin Yi didn't dare to speak too loudly with him. If he got angry, he might really die!

It doesn't matter if he dies, the worst thing is that no one will deal with the mess!
There are many capable people in the court, but not many capable people who can be trusted!
These old men are about the same age, maybe if one dies today, a lot will die tomorrow!
You can't just let someone start it!

"Thank you, Lord."

With Chen Desheng's support, He Jixiang stood up slightly tremblingly, and then sat down on the chair beside him.

Lin Yi said, "Come here, serve some pastries for the two elders, fill their stomachs, make supper, don't be hungry."

He Jixiang hurriedly said, "My lord, you are being polite. The old minister is afraid of eating too much, so he dare not eat too much."

"It's okay, eat more and drink less tea,"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Even if you drink tea, drink more green tea, fried green tea, and drink less cake tea and ball tea. It won't do you any good."

No matter in this life or the last life, he likes all kinds of fermented tea.

In his previous life, he tried his best to buy from big manufacturers, and the probability of encountering hair strands, melon seed shells, and chicken feathers was lower.

Up to now, all he drinks is tribute tea, the best tea in the world.

The foot-picking men in the mountains are careful not to mix messy things.

However, there is no guarantee that there will be no bacteria exceeding the standard.

For safety reasons, he drank very little.

Therefore, he also advised He Jixiang and others to drink more green tea and less fully fermented tea. If you really can't help it, try to drink semi-fermented tea.

"Reporting to the prince, fried tea burns the stomach, and the old minister can't eat it,"

He Jixiang sighed, "It's not a problem to drink less cooked tea."

"There are so many things in front of me. If I leave you, I really can't handle it. I rely on you for everything,"

Lin Yi said without hesitation, "Mr. He, Mr. Chen, don't be frugal and frugal. You eat hard, cook tofu with cabbage, and you end up exhausted.

You must take good care of your health, eat and drink well, if you can't do it, marry a few more beautiful girls, this king will treat it as if you didn't see it, keep a good mood every day, and continue to shine for the revolutionary cause of our Daliang country. "

When Chen Desheng and He Jixiang heard the first half of the conversation, their eyes were filled with tears of excitement. It was rare for the prince to recognize them so much!

The so-called scholar died for his confidant, and when he was about to kneel down and shout a thousand years old, he heard the last nondescript words, and his blood was poured into a cold heart.

What does it mean to marry more beautiful girls?
Take them for who!
They don't even have one!
Feeling very helpless, seeing that Lin Yi had nothing to say, he carefully withdrew.

Lin Yi waited for the two to leave, walked out of the hall, looked at the thin mist illuminated by the dimly lit moon, coughed twice involuntarily.

Who said that the air in ancient times must be good without smog?

Ankang City is a big city with a population of nearly one million!

Some people have to eat and drink, and they have to live and cook!
There are countless firewood stalls and charcoal sellers inside and outside Ankang City, who specialize in supplying fuel for residents inside and outside the city.

The charcoal seller not only sells charcoal, but also coal, which is coal.

Every evening, the sky is gray.

It's night now, so the air is supposed to be better, but the autumn harvest has just passed, the weather is cold, and there are many people to keep warm, and many people's kangs are burning all night long.

Coupled with the severe sandstorm, this breath is almost impossible to breathe!
He suddenly wanted to live in the palace.

The palace has always been burning anthracite coal, and the area is also large, so it is not very affected by the smog.

But that's just thinking about it.

Both his father and the prince are still living in the palace, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, let alone three!

In this palace, he won't go casually even if he has nothing to do, so it's good for An Sheng to hide in the Hewang Palace.

However, inhaling smog every day is not a problem, is it?
Is it necessary to order a ban on the burning of straw, firewood, charcoal, and coal?
He was afraid that the people would rebel.

He can prohibit the people from cutting and logging, but there is no way to prevent the people from using fuel for cooking.

They are not allowed to use fuel for cooking, so why do such a fool keep it!
Hey!
He is so difficult!

"My lord."

Seeing Lin Yi coughing, Mingyue hurriedly recited it for him.

After Lin Yi coughed, he rejected the teacup she handed over, sighed, "I won't drink it, my stomach is full of water.

Hey, I'm afraid Sanhe is like this now, it won't be much better than here. "

Baiyun City used to be lush with lush mountains and forests, but since he became a feudal clan, the population has increased dramatically.

The people set fire to the mountain, firstly to open up land, and secondly to burn charcoal.

Lin Yi once hated mountains and forests, hated mosquitoes, and allowed the people to spoil them. When Baiyun City's hundred miles around Baiyun City was intact except for Baiyun Mountain, the rest of the mountains became bald, and it was too late for him to stop it.

O sin!
The current Sanhe is when the land reclamation and charcoal-burning teams are most active, and there is smoke everywhere.

"My lord, I heard from Hong An that Mr. Shan Qi has issued a new decree that deforestation is prohibited around Baiyun City."

Mingyue smiled and said, "I think this year will be much better than previous years."

Lin Yi nodded in relief, and then asked, "Has she not taken a bath yet?"

"My lord,"

Mingyue glanced at Lin Yi's face, and said cautiously, "Although the princess is a martial arts practitioner, she has not confinement and is still weak, I'm afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

Lin Yi said angrily, "Even you think this king is harming her?"

There are no antibiotics these days, and it will be very troublesome if you get infected after getting wet. He also understands this way of confinement.

However, Hu Miaoyi has a sour smell on her body!
There are no wounds during natural delivery, and you can take a bath with boiled warm water. There should be no serious problems, right?
As a result, in the eyes of others, this is too compelling!

Even Chen Xilian and Yan Hong, who admired their medical philosophy very much, did not agree.

Mingyue laughed and said, "My lord, my mother is going to give birth in a few days, why worry about it at this moment."

Lin Yi said helplessly, "Okay, good horses are good for their legs, and good people are good for their mouths.

She herself is not afraid of stink, so why should I bother with those nosy things, it doesn't make much sense to arouse people's suspicion for no reason. "

The wing room where Hu Miaoyi lived was brightly lit, Yan Wangpo Yan Hong and Son-Song Guanyin Chen Xilian stood beside the bed with their hands down.

Lin Yi didn't wait for them to kneel, he waved his hands and said, "Don't be so polite, you know, this king is bothered by this."

He knelt down and had to make a noise to get up.

Tired of talking.

Don't talk, let people kneel all the time, they think they have made a mistake, and they are frightened. If they overcompensate, they may get a heart attack. It is too inhumane to do so.

For Lin Yi, the best way is not to let them kneel, so everyone can relax.

"Thank you, Lord."

Chen Xilian and Yan Hong said in unison.

Lin Yi stayed far away from Hu Miaoyi, afraid of smelling the sour smell on her body. When Zixia came to hug the child, she lifted the child's quilt, glanced at the crest of the elbow, and smiled after a long sigh of relief, "Eczema It has subsided, and the allicin is wiped off today, so don’t wipe it off tomorrow.”

He grew up in an orphanage since he was a child. There are many children in the orphanage with all kinds of strange diseases. He has a lot of knowledge.

Little eczema was nothing to him.

The only trouble is that there are no antibiotics, and the most unscientific way is to make sulfonamide and penicillium by local methods.

So he simply made allicin by himself, the production method is simple, and it also has obvious inhibitory effect on fungi.

"My lord is wise."

Chen Xilian and Yan Hong admired the prince even more.

They have known allicin for a long time, but they never thought that allicin has such a wonderful effect!

Lin Yi waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, go down and rest."

"Yes."

The two bid farewell.

Lin Yi looked at Mingyue and said, "It's best to take a shower after confinement, and don't use a wooden bucket."

Mingyue said, "Don't worry, my lord, servants and servants know these principles, so they can avoid infection."

"Ah."

After Lin Yi glanced at the child again, he went straight out of the room.

Hu Miaoyi looked at the figure of Lin Yi who was gradually going away, finally loosened her clenched teeth, and then tears came out of the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

Zixia comforted her in a low voice, "Mother, don't cry if you hurt your body like this."

She also understood why Hu Miaoyi was crying.

Since entering the door with the prince, he has never looked at the princess!

However, poor people must have something to hate, and she didn't feel pity for this princess at all.

They and the prince are such good people, but this one and the princess don't know what to do, and always make their prince angry.

In their view, the prince did not abolish her, which was already the greatest blessing to her.

"I'm fine,"

Hu Miaoyi sighed and said, "Order to go down, prepare warm water for me, I need to take a bath and change clothes."

"My lady."

Zixia was taken aback by Hu Miaoyi's change.

Hu Miaoyi smiled and said, "I can't bear the sour smell of this palace, let alone the prince, it's all right, hurry up and prepare, remember to add some mugwort leaves."

"Yes."

After Zixia handed the baby to the nanny, she speeded down and got ready.

"Oh my god, it's really getting colder and colder,"

Sitting in the side room, Sun Cheng looked at Liang Yuanzhi, who was opposite, and kindly told him, "If you little southern barbarians can't bear the cold, you should wear more clothes. Like you, you wear too little."

"I am Grade Nine."

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Sun Cheng drooped his head and sighed, "No wonder I told the prince that you are both civil and military."

His elder brother Sun Chongde once made a list for him, which included people who his grandson family could not afford to provoke, and Liang Yuanzhi was one of them.

Liang Yuanzhi is a native of Baiyun City, a distant relative of the rich merchant Liang Gen, Xie Zan's most favored disciple, and now he is a member of the Qipin Zhongshushe!

The two are the same age, but he, Sun Cheng, is still a disciple!
The old saying of Sanhe is right, people are more angry than people.

(End of this chapter)