Si Lin's expression suddenly changed. What happened?
Why did Si Qingjiu suddenly faint? Could it be related to the soup?
No, it won't.
There wouldn't be any problem if you drink the soup alone. This situation shouldn't have happened. It should be due to other reasons.
Si Lin tried to calm down and pretended to be anxious as he stepped forward, "Ninth brother, ninth brother."
"Mr. Zuo, take Xiaojiu to the back hall." The emperor spoke with a gloomy expression.
Zuo Jun didn't care about etiquette and quickly picked up the person. He quickly followed the emperor's steps and gently placed the person on the small couch where the emperor usually rested. His expression was as cold as ice.
The emperor looked at his pale son, took a deep breath, and said fiercely: "Surround the Imperial Study for me, no one is allowed to move. Zuo Jun, call your people, take control of the palace for me."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Zuo Jun immediately accepted the order, hurried out to call his deputy general, and quickly gave instructions for the arrangements.
The moment he saw the person fall down in front of him, Zuo Jun felt panic and fear.
He didn't have this feeling on the battlefield, but he did now.
He didn't want to delve into other things. He just knew that he didn't want and would not allow such a situation to happen a second time.
"Your Majesty, Doctor Chen is here." The eunuch chief, Eunuch Sang, ran in sweating profusely, followed by the breathless Doctor Chen.
Doctor Chen is the head of the Imperial Medical Service and is responsible for treating the emperor. However, something happened at Doctor Chen's family some time ago, so he took a leave of absence, and the deputy director of the Imperial Medical Service took over temporarily.
Eunuch Sang was originally going to call the vice president, but he didn't expect that Imperial Doctor Chen had just returned, so he called Imperial Doctor Chen over directly.
"Your Majesty, I, Chen Zhong, pay my respects to you."
"Don't waste time, come and see Xiaojiu quickly." The emperor interrupted Doctor Chen's salute, looking anxious.
When Doctor Chen heard the name Xiaojiu, he immediately became nervous. How could this golden baby get into trouble again?
Not daring to delay, he quickly got up and walked to the bedside. The Ninth Prince, who was lying on the couch, had his lips starting to turn a light blue and his complexion looked extremely unhealthy. Doctor Chen was startled, as this was a sign of poisoning.
He quickly reached out to feel the patient's pulse, his expression serious.
"What's wrong with Xiaojiu?" the emperor couldn't help but ask.
Si Lin on the side also tensed up, it was not what he thought.
No.
He was not only worried about Si Qingjiu, but also worried about his father. It was hard for Doctor Chen to come back at this time.
Guaranteed not to be discovered.
Damn, how did those people do it? How did they let people come back?
Doctor Chen confirmed it again and said quickly: "Quick, bring hot water and fire. The poison of the Ninth Prince must be forced out immediately."
"Poisoned!" The emperor actually had some guesses in his mind, and now that it was confirmed, his face became terribly gloomy.
Xiaojiu was framed for rebellion and then poisoned. Even if he wanted to explain that he had no intention of committing treason, he would be unable to open his mouth.
Good, very good!
Imperial Concubine, Zhou family.
This is what Zuo Jun heard when he came in to report. A murderous look flashed across his face and he clenched his fists.
It was clear that not long ago, this man was full of energy and running around everywhere, but now he can only lie quietly in bed, with a pale face and so fragile that he seemed like he would break at the slightest touch.
He doesn't like it, he really doesn't like it.
Doctor Chen took out the silver needle and soaked it in hot water first, then put it on the fire to roast it before using it on Si Qingjiu.
Si Qingjiu was slightly satisfied: "I didn't expect that this plane also knows that silver needles need to be disinfected first. Although this is not the standard, it is the best."
"Host, you really scared me just now. I thought you had a car accident." The system stared at its host who seemed fine, feeling very resentful.
Si Qingjiu snorted proudly: "Your host, I, who am I, Si Qingjiu, how could I possibly fail?"
"Who was treated like a poor little thing by Yu Jun and Ming Fu?" the system complained, not giving him any face at all.
Si Qing choked on his wine and decisively changed the subject: "With me as the one who got poisoned suddenly, it's easy to discover something."
The system is confused: 'What is it?'
"Stupid, the male protagonist drugged the emperor."
'…'
It forgot.
While the two were hurting each other, Doctor Chen had already guided the poison out through Si Qingjiu's hand.
Looking at the black blood falling into the bowl, the emperor's face was gloomy, and Zuo Jun also looked murderous.
Only Si Lin felt uneasy.
"Okay, just take good care of him for another half a month and the Ninth Prince will be fine." Doctor Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling relieved.
In the palace, he could remain calm when facing the emperor and empress, except for the Ninth Prince, who had too many disasters.
I was on the verge of death several times, but I am lucky.
"Oh, Your Majesty, when the Ninth Prince was poisoned
The time is still short, only an hour, has the Ninth Prince eaten anything?" Doctor Chen suddenly remembered and asked.
Si Lin's face turned pale and he quickly lowered his head, afraid that everyone would notice that something was wrong with him.
The first thing he thought of was the bowl of soup, and the emperor was even more aware that it was what he was originally going to drink.
He glanced at Eunuch Sang, who immediately ran outside and brought over the bowl of soup that had not been removed. "Doctor Chen, the Ninth Prince just drank a bowl of soup."
Doctor Chen looked at the soup in front of him, took out a clean silver needle and put it in. Contrary to what others thought, the silver needle did not turn black.
The emperor frowned: "It's not the soup's fault?"
"Let me take another look." Doctor Chen did not dare to make a conclusion directly. He picked up the soup spoon and scooped up the ingredients one by one to identify them: "Ginseng, deer antler, angelica, what is this?"
"Radish." Eunuch Sang spoke immediately.
Doctor Chen's face changed, and he angrily rebuked: "How can ginseng be used together with radish? It will break the qi."
Eunuch Sang had cold sweat on his forehead; he could clearly feel the emperor's anger.
"Also, is there any dahlia in this incense burner?" Doctor Chen looked at the small burner that was slowly emitting white smoke. He had long felt that the smell was a little off.
In the royal family, especially when treating the emperor, Doctor Chen could be said to have memorized two-thirds of the toxicology clearly.
I’m afraid I’ll lose my head if I’m not careful.
The emperor looked at Eunuch Sang.
Eunuch Sang was in charge of these things, so he naturally knew and nodded quickly: "It's osmanthus fragrans and agarwood. The Ministry of Internal Affairs sent it and said it can help you sleep."
"Your Majesty, licorice alone is good for the body, but when combined with genkwa, it becomes poison." Doctor Chen said with a serious face, his heart trembling.
Your Majesty is fed incompatible foods and incense is carefully prepared. What is the purpose of this?
I dare not think too deeply.
Si Lin clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging into the flesh.
When Doctor Chen mentioned ginseng and radish, he was still hoping for a lucky break, but he didn't expect that Doctor Chen would also mention yanhua.
It's really over now.
If he had known earlier, he should have listened to his mother and given a larger dosage.
But now is not the time to panic. He needs to inform his mother as soon as possible and deal with anyone who might be exposed.
Fortunately, when we did this, we had people do it separately, and when we checked, we found that it was a coincidence.
Just to be on the safe side, I still want to confirm it again.
“But Your Majesty has already eaten
I have been using it for a while, why are there no symptoms of poisoning?" Eunuch Sang asked carefully, trembling with fear and feeling bitter.
These things all passed through his hands, and now that something has happened, he cannot escape the blame.
The emperor had a gloomy face. During this period of time, Wu Wei had been taking his pulse and he kept saying, "He's fine."
Could it be…
Doctor Chen was sweating again. His Majesty had actually been using it for a while. Doesn't that mean... He quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please let me take your pulse first."
The emperor sat directly on the couch and stretched out his hand. Doctor Chen quickly bent down and began to examine him. After a moment, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, you, you are seriously poisoned."
"What?" Eunuch Sang was startled. His legs went weak and he knelt down, shaking all over.
Si Lin also pretended to run over, panicking: "How is this possible? How could Father be poisoned? The food is always specially tested. How could this happen?"
The emperor said nothing, but everyone could see how bad his mood was at the moment.
Doctor Chen was lying on the ground, his voice unsteady, "Your Majesty, you are in good health, so you didn't show any adverse symptoms at first. These samples are also chronic poisons. The Ninth Prince is different. Because of the damage he suffered previously, his body is still weak even if he is recovering. That's why he reacted as soon as he was touched."
Si Lin almost changed his face when he heard that. It was just because of this. Damn it, Si Qingjiu is such a waste. He always ruins his plans.
"How to solve it?" The emperor asked calmly, looking at his son on the couch with a gentle expression, looking a little better.
He always felt that his son was his luck, and he really liked his son. Unexpectedly, his son was indeed his blessing.
The emperor felt very upset when he thought of his usual behavior.
If he really sat on the throne, what would he do without me?
Those ministers were not easy to get along with, especially the prime minister.
It seems that he needs to speed up and clear the obstacles for his son.
Doctor Chen wiped the sweat off his face and said, "You have been poisoned for a long time. It will take several courses of treatment to completely eliminate it."
He took the pen next to him and began to write the prescription with trembling hands.
I was so panicked. What was going on? If I came back late, wouldn’t it be…
Take a deep breath and hand over the written prescription.
He did not dare to treat His Majesty easily, let alone treat him like the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince was too weak to delay, and secondly, the poison was shallow, so forcing it out directly, although it would harm his body again, was the best solution.
Your Majesty is different. We cannot harm the dragon's body. Besides, he is indeed severely poisoned, so it is better to be safe.
The emperor looked at Zuo Jun who came in and said, "Put all the people from the Imperial Hospital and the Ministry of Internal Affairs in jail. No one is allowed to contact them. Wu Wei is in your hands. You must find out from him who is the mastermind behind this."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Zuo Jun glanced at the person on the couch and turned away.
"Father, don't worry about Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu is blessed with good fortune and will be well soon. But you must take care of your health." Si Lin suppressed his panic and expressed concern on his face, but his heart was already elsewhere.
My uncle is just outside. He knows everything that just happened, and Wu Wei should be able to handle it.
But we must not let General Zuo find out anything.
This time, the emperor did not comfort the eldest prince as he did before, and even looked at him with sharp and deep eyes.
He originally thought that Xiaojiu was just being framed to force him to rebel, and then he would be poisoned and unable to refute himself, so they could get rid of him.
But now that he himself had been poisoned, he knew that they were plotting not only the heir, but also the throne.
Once Xiaojiu's plan succeeds, Xiaojiu will die. Even though I want to save Xiaojiu, the poison has already taken effect.
The country cannot be without a ruler for a day, and the eldest prince is the eldest, so who else can ascend the throne if not him?
It's perfect.
Si Lin was frightened by being stared at, and his breathing became rapid. Did his father discover something?
No, this shouldn't be the case. I just found out about this now. We haven't even investigated yet, how can we know anything?
Stay calm and collected.
Just as Si Lin was trembling with fear, he heard the emperor say, "You go down."
Si Lin raised his head suddenly, his expression changed slightly, then he realized something was wrong, and quickly lowered his head, saying obediently, "Yes, Father. I'm just going back to find some herbs to nourish Xiao Jiu."
The emperor hummed lightly and ignored him.
Si Lin did not dare to stay any longer and quickly retreated to find his mother.
On this day, the situation in the palace was changing rapidly, and many people were arrested or killed.
The Imperial Household Department and the Imperial Hospital were subjected to a bloodbath, and the Imperial Noble Consort's palace was also covered in blood.
Those who are well-informed know that a huge change has taken place in the palace.
"Hey, have you heard that the Ninth Prince wants the throne?"
"You're going to die! How dare you say such a thing?"
"Isn't that what everyone is saying? There are no outsiders here, just a few of us."
"I've heard about this, too. I heard that the Ninth Prince was angry that His Majesty didn't grant him a marriage, so he rebelled in order to be with General Zuo."
"I know almost the same thing. I heard that the Ninth Prince rushed directly to His Majesty and demanded the throne from him, and even threatened to die."
"It's normal that the Ninth Prince can't do anything, but I didn't expect that the Ninth Prince loves General Zuo so much."
"Hey, do you know what happened later? I heard that the Ninth Prince was fine, but the Imperial Concubine seemed to be in trouble."
"All the maids from the Imperial Concubine's side were replaced, including the maid Xiuhe who the Imperial Concubine brought from her natal family and grew up with. They were all executed."
"What has the Imperial Concubine done wrong this time?"
"The Imperial Concubine doesn't know, but my relatives outside the palace said that the matter of the Ninth Prince has spread outside the palace."
“…”
Si Qingjiu, who had been confined to the palace by his mother for three days and was finally let out for some fresh air, had a wooden face.
Isn't this what they call good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels far and wide?
It's outrageous, why didn't the news of his poisoning spread?
I have to say that his eldest brother is quite capable.
Not wanting to listen to those rumors anymore, Si Qingjiu picked a handful of the beautiful peonies in front of him and staggered to see his mother.
After a moment, a woman with gorgeous clothes, beautiful appearance, slender eyebrows and eyes, who made people feel very domineering, walked over.
The Imperial Concubine comes to see her favorite Peony every day. What happened two days ago made her so angry that she fell ill. Today she felt a little better and came here to relax, but what did she see?
Her favorite peony, the one that was carefully taken care of every day, had a bald spot.
Not only that, the flower king that she had taken so much trouble to take care of was also gone.
The Imperial Concubine was immediately furious and shouted, "Whoever did this, find out for me. Find that damn bitch and I will beat him to death."
The palace maid following behind the Imperial Concubine knelt down immediately, feeling bitter in her heart.
After hearing the empress's instructions, he didn't dare to say anything and quickly got up to look for it.
The news that the Imperial Garden had been robbed spread quickly.
Si Qingjiu had no idea. She held a bunch of flowers, including a bright red peony covered in soil, and stepped into his
The queen mother's bedroom.
"Mother, mother, your happy treasure is here to see you." Si Qingjiu shouted at the top of his voice, but his voice was heard before the person even arrived.
Sitting on the couch in the inner room, the elegant and beautiful queen was reading a book. Upon hearing this, she stood up with a smile that could not be stopped: "Xiaojiu, you kid, are you... okay?"
The Queen's voice was almost swallowed by the thing in his arms, and she looked strange, "Where did you get this?"
"Mother, look, isn't it beautiful?" Si Qing handed the peony over like a treasure, very proudly: "This is what I saw when I passed by the Imperial Garden. I thought such a beautiful peony should complement my unparalleled mother."
"Sister Xiaojin, come quickly, find a bottle and a flowerpot, plant the flowers and let our mother enjoy them." Si Qingjiu greeted cheerfully.
The Queen's lady-in-waiting, Jin Yao, looked at the proud Ninth Prince with amusement, "Young Master, do you know who this peony belongs to?"
"Whose?" Si Qingjiu blinked, "Does this peony have an owner?" Thinking of something, he smiled proudly, "I know, these all belong to my father, and soon they will all be mine. There is a saying that goes, "The whole world belongs to the king."
Queen: “…”
Jin Yao: “…”
"You silly child, just say this to me and don't spread it outside, okay?" The queen poked his forehead lightly with her slender and beautiful index finger, full of pampering and helplessness.
How could she not know that her son was poisoned? She was naturally more aware of his bold words. That night, His Majesty described to her in vivid detail the scene of her son's throwing a tantrum.
She was frightened at first, but when she saw His Majesty speaking happily, she felt relieved.
She had been in the palace for nearly thirty years and could have had her own children. Unfortunately, she was young and unprepared at the time, and met with misfortune, so she could no longer have her own offspring.
When Xiaojiu was brought to her, she was very happy and doted on him as if he were her own son.
It's just that this son is a little too naughty.
For example, now.
"The peony in your hand was planted by the Imperial Concubine, and the seeds were found for her by her brother." The Queen's tone was a little funny. She didn't expect that her son would cause trouble again just after waking up.
I'm afraid the Imperial Concubine must be furious by now.
She knew very well how much Zheng Wan loved Mudan.
Si Qingjiu was surprised. He really didn't know that the flower belonged to the Imperial Concubine. It must have been a coincidence.
They are indeed natural enemies.
Swing
"It doesn't matter. You don't need to care about the enemy's feelings. What I said was not wrong. The entire palace belongs to you, and of course these flowers belong to you too. I just don't know when you will give me the throne. Then they will all be mine."
The queen choked. Listening to his bold words, she really wanted to teach him a lesson.
But I couldn't bear to let him go because he had just recovered from the poisoning.
"Hey, mother, what book are you holding in your hand? Let me see it." Si Qingjiu handed the flowers to Sister Xiao Jin and stared at the blue-covered book in his mother's hand curiously.
The queen took a look and realized that he had just come out in a hurry and had not put down the book in his hand. Now seeing her son like this, she smiled and handed it to him: "Some strange and clever tricks to kill time."
She doesn't like to go out and admire the flowers, nor does she like to invite people to talk to her. She doesn't want to deal with them.
Si Qingjiu pondered for a while, then opened it, and his eyes lit up instantly.
Isn’t this the work of Lu Ban?
Mechanism array.
Good stuff.
"Mother, please give this to me." Si Qingjiu hugged the girl in his arms and said eagerly.
The queen was surprised. This naughty boy usually never read for more than a moment. Could it be that he had changed his character?
"If you like it, take it. Mother, there are many interesting things here. I'll give them all to you."
"Okay, okay, I want them all." Si Qingjiu smiled with curved eyebrows. After leaving the Queen's place, the peonies that she had casually plucked from the Imperial Garden were replaced with a box of precious books.
Si Qingjiu was walking with the wind.
As soon as I reached the entrance of the Imperial Garden, I heard a noise and frowned, "What's going on?"
The young eunuch Xiao Anzi who was following him was about to go and check it out when the Imperial Concubine came over aggressively with a group of people.
The other party obviously did not expect to see Si Qingjiu here. His expression twisted for a moment before returning to his arrogant look.
"Empress Dowager, what are you doing? Taking a large group of people to... go to the fields?" Si Qingjiu stared at their clothes and shoes covered in mud with an exaggerated expression.
"Are you ready to experience the hard work of the farmers? Are you planning to grow your own vegetables and have enough food and clothing in the future?"
Si Qingjiu's strange look made the Imperial Concubine furious. She said coldly, "It was the Ninth Prince. I wonder if the Ninth Prince saw who took away my peony."
Si Qingjiu poked his head out and glanced back, "Your peony was dug up? That's such a pity. I guess it was someone who was brave enough to do something for a just cause."
Xiao Anzi: “…
”
system:"…"
"What do you mean?" The imperial concubine's face darkened.
Si Qingjiu kindly explained to her, "It's because they know that you've done so many evil things, so some people couldn't stand it and decided to enforce justice on behalf of heaven, hahahahaha."
Xiao Anzi and the others who followed him lowered their heads early. The Ninth Prince was really good at telling lies with his eyes open, and his words were too fierce.
The imperial concubine was so angry that her face turned green. She wanted to lose her temper, but the senior maid behind her hurriedly stepped forward to hold her back and whispered, "Your Majesty, calm down. This is not appropriate."
We have just made an enemy with the other party, and His Majesty has also sided with the other party. The Queen has been warned that if there is another conflict, she will be confined again.
Si Qingjiu didn't care about them and waved her hand with a smile: "My Lady Concubine, I'm leaving first. You guys continue to be busy. If you grow some vegetables, remember to share some with me. Maybe you can eat me to death."
"you!"
"My queen, calm down, my queen."
The Imperial Concubine was so angry that she was shaking all over. She stared at Si Qingjiu as he walked away in a swagger with a distorted expression.
Si Qingjiu was so happy that he hummed a song as he walked past the group of people.
"My young master, you must have severely offended the Imperial Concubine." After returning to the bedroom, Xiao Anzi, who was arranged by the Queen to stay and serve him, was full of sighs.
Si Qingjiu opened the box and said casually, "It doesn't matter. If I'm offended, then I'm offended. It would be best if I could get mad to death and put an end to it all."
Xiao Anzi looked at his young master with admiration. He was worthy of being spoiled by both His Majesty and His Majesty. He was really... open-minded.
"Okay, you guys go down, I'll study the book my mother gave me." Si Qingjiu's attention was completely focused on the books in the box. In addition to the two books on the top that he had seen before, the other one was actually about mortise and tenon technology.
In modern times, large-scale mortise and tenon craftsmanship has become extinct.
There are no more buildings except those handed down from ancient times.
Even if we want to reproduce it, we can never achieve the stunning beauty of the ancient times.
If you flip further down, you will find medical classics, many literary works by Confucianist Mozi, and they are all authentic.
By the way, hasn’t he done a live broadcast for a long time?
After thinking for a while, he said: 'Erha, start the live broadcast.'
The live broadcast room, which had been silent for half a month, attracted countless people as soon as it was opened.
[Has the anchor started broadcasting?]: Ahhhhh, I almost thought that the anchor had run away. I finally see the anchor again. I am so touched.
[Anchor YYDS]: Anchor, please don't stop broadcasting. The giant panda has already publicly apologized.
Don't worry, no one will block your live broadcast room anymore. I've made it known, and if anyone dares to move, I'll make him go home and eat himself.
[This young master is so poor that he only has money left]: I have also contacted Mr. Zhang, and he promised that there will be no problems again.
[Is the anchor online today]: What a coincidence, I also called.
[Anchor, I love you]: Raise your hand, I will hit you too.
Soon, the barrage was filled with people calling the CEO of the Giant Panda Live Streaming Platform or complaining to the other party. It was so dense that the newcomers were confused.
[A, B, C]: What’s going on?
[Boiled Water]: Is this some kind of code word?
【Green radish】: Unknown yet impressive.
[My favorite anchor]: Anchor, what magical thing are you selling this time? Hurry up, I’m ready.
[When will the anchor take a liking to me]: My wallet is also replenished!
[Anchor My God]: I have bound more than a dozen cards, and I don’t believe that I won’t be able to grab anything this time.
Si Qingjiu looked at the number of people in the upper left corner. There were originally a lot of people, about 600,000 or 700,000, but this time it exceeded one million.
Not bad, not bad.
"This is nothing rare, it's a treasure." Si Qingjiu held a book and said to the camera, "This is a unique piece of mortise and tenon craftsmanship. If anyone wants it, the starting bid is one million, and each bid increase must not be less than two hundred thousand."
The live broadcast room froze for a moment, and then the barrage of comments flooded in.
[Crystal Plate]: Oh my god, I thought you were just selling daily stuff, but I didn’t expect you were also selling construction stuff. You’re going to go to the sky, host.
[Jingjingxiang Host]: Ahhhhh, this thing, this thing, I have no use for it, wuwuwuwuwu…
[咸鱼卧平]: Damn it, who is so wicked to post the message on Big Eye and even tag those construction companies.
The wicked Si Qingjiu blinked innocently and said, “I not only tagged those who are engaged in construction, I also tagged those who are studying medicine.” He smiled.
He is preparing for a rainy day.
After all, there are limitations, and we have to make the best use of it.
[Heroic and Valiant]: Once the host opens the link, I will shoot it immediately.
[Blue Real Estate]: The mortise and tenon craftsmanship has been lost, and a small live broadcast room actually said that it would auction this thing. This is too fake. The anchor should not seek to attract attention.
[Anchor, where is my anchor]: Who are you in front of me? If you don’t know, don’t say anything. What we anchors sell is real. If you don’t know, don’t talk nonsense.
【
Jiaren Design]: Those of us who are engaged in real estate construction know that this thing is impossible. The anchor should not deceive people like this.
[Hongda Construction]: The higher-ups have been working on restoring the mortise and tenon technology, but there has been no progress. You outsiders may not know this, but we are paying close attention to it. It is impossible for this thing to exist. In the future, please do not waste our time.
One after another, companies came out to question the anti-counterfeiting efforts, and many new viewers believed them.
No matter how the original audience explained or argued, it was of no use, and slowly, the live broadcast room became noisy again.
Si Qingjiu was not surprised at all. She just stared at the link curiously to see who the lucky one would be.
Maybe it was because of the quarrel, coupled with some remarks from the real estate company, that no one came to take pictures.
Apart from the initial release, when someone directly added one to two million, there has been no movement since then.
Soon, ten minutes were up and the auction ended.
The person who made a bid successfully got the bargain and became the lucky one.
Feng Ying was so heroic. She was still a little dazed when she saw the message that popped up saying she had taken the photo. Was it so easy?
She believed that it was better to believe it than not to believe it. Her father was framed by his best friend and took on a municipal project.
Originally, everyone was eager to get municipal engineering projects, including her father. After getting it with the help of a friend, he even bought a big gift to thank the other party.
Unexpectedly, when the relevant departments came out with detailed requirements, they realized that they had become fools.
That municipal project was prepared for the 200th anniversary celebration. It needed to be built into an antique town attraction and achieve a Renaissance.
To put it bluntly, it’s about retro.
This retro style cannot be the same as those popular online attractions, buildings designed by private enterprises, etc. It must be truly retro.
Her father approached many designers, but many of them were unwilling to take the job, and some had already been approached by others.
The real estate pie is only so big, and if too many people share it it will shrink. Who wouldn't be happy if there was a chance that her father would be tripped up?
If her father fails to complete this project, he will never take on municipal work again. His credibility will drop and he will no longer have any advantage in competition. The only thing that awaits them is being squeezed out and going bankrupt, and exiting this circle.
Her father has been worried about this issue every day during this period, and she can't help much. She heard about this live broadcast room while surfing the Internet, and happened to see the message from @, so she wanted to give it a try.
Si Qingjiu didn't know that much, the transaction
After finishing, he took out another one: "Medical Classics, a treasure in Chinese medicine, the starting price is also one million, there is only one copy, first come first served."
This one is not like the mortise and tenon craft, which was photographed a lot.
It soon broke 10 million.
It’s not that the mortise and tenon craftsmanship is worthless, it’s just that it’s all about luck.
When they wanted to take pictures after the fight, it was already too late.
There is no time to quarrel, the most important thing is to grab things.
Feng Ying was extremely grateful for such a crazy scene. Fortunately, no one tried to snatch the money from her, otherwise she would not have enough money.
But this also gave her more confidence. Since so many people bought it, maybe it was real?
[I'm so poor that I only have money left]: Ahhhh, if anyone gets it, I'll pay double the price, or you can lend it to me, I really need this.
[Full of Luck]: Look at my ID, hahahahahaha, I got it, Mr. Ben, let’s have a private chat in the group.
[I’m so poor that I only have money left]: Thanks, brother. Thank you so much.
[I am also a non-African today]: I couldn't help but change my name, I am so angry, anchor, hurry up, anchor, whatever you have, bring it all up, I want to see if I am a non-African to the end!
Si Qingjiu said with regret: "Today's purchasing ends here. See you next time."
[A Cup of Refreshing Green Tea]: Wait wait wait, host, your clothes look so good today. I want them. When are you going to sell the clothes?
Unfortunately, Si Qingjiu did not see this, and asked the system to pack the remaining ancient books and send them to Minister Wan.
"Young master, General Zuo is here." Xiao Anzi outside the door reported loudly.
"General Zuo, what is he doing here?" Si Qingjiu was puzzled. He stood up, opened the door, and was met with Zuo Jun's handsome face.
Today Zuo Jun was not wearing a military uniform, but a dark black robe, which dissipated some of his fierceness.
With a long sword at his waist, he stood there quietly, tall and long, like a perfect statue.
His eyes are very black and extremely deep. When he looks at people, he seems very focused, as if he can drown you in them.
This is really a man who can easily attract others.
Zuo Jun saw that he was looking straight at him, and the depression he had just felt after hearing those words disappeared. He calmly replied, "I came to ask the Ninth Prince when he will marry me."
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Si Qingjiu was stunned and blurted out: "Aren't you going to marry me?"
Zuo Jun: “Okay.”
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Si Qingjiu blinked in confusion, something seemed wrong. !
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