[I am so poor that I only have money left]: Why are the things the anchor is selling today all looking like things used by military commanders?
[Has the anchor become more diligent?]: This armor is so domineering, it’s silver-white, it looks really nice, I want it.
[Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties]: That vase has such exquisite craftsmanship, it looks like an antique. Host, do you want to sell it?
Si Qingjiu had just opened the live broadcast room, and before the camera was adjusted, the barrage of comments started to appear.
Looking at the content above, I couldn't help but give them a thumbs up.
What he is going to sell today is indeed what most generals use.
Because he is now in the general's mansion.
Previously, that guy Zuo Jun had tricked me again by letting so many people know that they would get married in the future. His people even called me General's Wife on the spot, and the voices were so loud that people in the next street could hear them.
Humph, I'll write this down in my little notebook.
He decided to take revenge, so today, he requisitioned the entire general's mansion.
He would pull out every blade of grass.
"The friend who liked the vase has a good eye. It is authentic blue and white porcelain, and has gone through several processes. It is the only one of its kind. It is indeed an antique, but the dynasty is not known to everyone. If you want to buy it, please think carefully. The price is not cheap. The link is below."
Si Qingjiu explained to the barrage that porcelain from each dynasty has its own special seal.
Even if he didn't say it, the owner of the photo would find out, so in order to avoid problems, he still had to explain it clearly.
However, he underestimated the audience in the live broadcast room. Those who have been in his live broadcast room for so long, especially those who have bought things, know that the products produced in his live broadcast room are all high-quality.
As soon as the link was opened, it was bought by someone.
Even the audience once again took it upon themselves to make ends meet.
[Is the host online today]: Host, the small couch behind you looks like it’s made of small-leaf red sandalwood, is that right?
[Renaissance]: Yeah, I think so too. And the bed over there seems to be made of nanmu as well.
[I just want to lie down every day]: The carvings on the windows are so beautiful. Are they for sale? This is very suitable for the retro style of the building.
[Heroic and Gallant]: Host, please ask if you are selling this house? I want to buy it.
When Feng Ying heard the reminder that the live broadcast room had started, she saw such an antique building as soon as she came in and almost jumped up with excitement.
The book on mortise and tenon craft that she photographed arrived yesterday.
She wanted to give it to him right away.
Her father watched it, but her father has been away from home for the past few days and has not come back yet.
She sent him a video and wanted to tell him through it, but he was very busy and had no time to listen to her.
She left him a message, but still received no reply. She guessed that he had taken a break after finishing his work and had no time at all.
Feng Ying felt very distressed and wanted to help her father. Now when she saw the house, she was instantly attracted to it. It was a living, antique building.
This was the first time Si Qingjiu saw someone wanting to buy a house. This was even more ruthless than him.
At least he just emptied the house and left the shell for people.
This guy, on the other hand, just wants to keep a piece of land.
"Although I'm tempted, unfortunately, the house is not for sale." Si Qingjiu refused regretfully. He couldn't move out even if he sold it.
"But everyone can buy the things in the room and outside, including the windows someone just mentioned. They are all for sale."
Si Qingjiu was smiling and his voice was very cheerful. Even though his face could not be seen in the live broadcast room, everyone could feel that he was in a good mood, and the barrage of comments could not help but make fun of him.
[Boiled water can cure all diseases]: Has something good happened to the host?
【Pure Milk】: Did you win 100 million?
[Cup]: Maybe you are in love?
[The host should be back]: The host promised me that we would focus on our career. Career is so good, and there is no future in dating.
Si Qingjiu was full of admiration for them. They almost got it right. How amazing.
Looking at the comments that were gradually going off the track, I felt that if I continued, he would be accused of being a father, so I quickly changed the subject: "There are many kinds of food today, please don't waste your time. It would be unkind to delay my getting off work."
[…]
[YYDS]: It really is like myself, who urges my colleagues to finish their get off work quickly so that they can leave work every day.
[Where is the future]: I suspect the host is playing me.
[Cat Master]: It is indeed the same world, the same mode of getting off work.
Si Qingjiu ignored their complaints and posted links one after another.
Although everyone was actively posting comments, the speed of buying things was not slow at all. Siqing wine was basically sold out in seconds.
Soon, the room was emptied of everything except the clothes in someone's closet.
There were no wardrobes or clothes racks left.
When Si Qingjiu left the room, the window was also removed.
Some viewers even took a fancy to the bluestone paving in the yard.
Board, if it wasn't a bit time-consuming to pry this thing up and it wasn't very heavy, Si Qing would have packed all the wine.
But the beautiful lily of the valley and osmanthus flowers blooming in the yard could not escape the vicious words of the audience and Si Qingjiu's poisonous hands, and were all plucked out.
In such a large general's mansion, the wine was quickly circulated.
There was no one else except a housekeeper and two servants, and only Zuo Jun's room was fully equipped.
The other rooms were empty, with nothing in them.
Si Qingjiu felt very sorry that Zuo Jun came back too late. After all, it had only been three months. There was no one in the general's mansion before. If it had been earlier, the general's mansion might have been magnificent now.
After selling the last thing and just about to say goodbye, a red text suddenly appeared in the harmonious barrage, occupying almost half of the screen.
[X]: Just wait for me. If you dare to plot against me, I will make sure you pay for it.
Si Qingjiu frowned. Who is this?
Before he could open his mouth, several more came floating over.
[X]: You think I won’t dare to touch you because there’s someone behind you? Bitch, just wait for me.
[X]: I will find you soon, so prepare your coffin.
【X】: Don't go out at night, hahahaha, maybe you can live a little longer.
The big red words that occupied the entire screen were in a bleeding state with special effects. They were too conspicuous, covering other barrages and looking very creepy.
The originally cheerful live broadcast room exploded.
[This young master is so poor that he only has money left]: Who is this? How dare you threaten the anchor? Don’t you know that this young master is taking pictures?
[Is the anchor online today]: @X, do you dare to leave your name? I will let you know how to write the word death first.
[Anchor begging to start broadcasting]: Hehe... threatening the anchor? Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you come here to cause trouble? I'm reporting you.
[Anchor My God]: Anchor, don’t be afraid. We have taken care of this kind of thing for you. You can continue your live broadcast with peace of mind.
[This young master is so poor that he only has money left]: That’s right, don’t worry about it, it’s just a bug, leave it to us, @X do you think you are the only one who can investigate it? This young master can do it, too, just wait for me.
While typing, Gu Ruian contacted the platform to have his account blocked.
People in their purchasing agent group also kept refreshing the screen, saying that they would go find someone to check the other party's information.
They are determined not to allow the live broadcast room to be banned or encounter unexpected situations again. If they are too afraid and the host really runs away, they will cry to death.
Si Qingjiu was not afraid of this so-called threat at all. He smiled and comforted the nervous live broadcast room: "Don't worry, it's a small matter. That's all for today. See you next time~"
After closing the live broadcast room, Si Qingjiu didn't think about that X thing for a second, and let the system transmit the things to Minister Wan.
In addition to these, there are also two Qiankun bags full of antiques and ancient books.
These are what he collected in the past few days. The quantity is not large, but they are all very iconic and meaningful.
"Your Highness, aren't you going to stay for dinner? The general will be back soon." Seeing Si Qingjiu was about to leave, the general's housekeeper smiled and tried to persuade him to stay.
The housekeeper has been taking care of Zuo Jun since he was a child, and he hopes the most that Zuo Jun can find someone who understands him and is with him. However, since they have been at the border all the time, he can't say much. At that time, he couldn't even be sure of safety, so why bother harming others.
Now that he is back, and the Ninth Prince loves the general as much as he does, the old butler is very pleased.
It can be said that in the entire general's mansion, only the butler had no opinion about the Ninth Prince. On the contrary, he liked him very much.
Si Qingjiu shook his head, "I won't stay. The general won't be back for a while, so don't wait for him. Go to bed early in the evening."
"Okay, I got it." The butler kindly sent Si Qing out with wine, his eyes full of smiles.
When Si Qingjiu got on the carriage, Xiao Anzi told him the news he had just received: "Your Highness, there was a letter from Wen County saying that the grain had been delivered, but the rice merchants in the surrounding counties took the opportunity to raise the price of rice. The Taiwei arrested them, confiscated the grain, and gave them silver at double the usual price."
"Well, well done." Si Qingjiu nodded and flipped through the tax accounts on the small table that he had not yet finished reading.
What he had said to his father, the emperor, and Zuo Jun was not false. After arranging the affairs of Wen County, he selected several new officials according to the list of officials given by the Imperial Physician and sent them to the Ministry of Revenue, and asked them to audit the national treasury according to their own methods.
Whenever he found something wrong, he would arrest the people involved.
He has arrested quite a few people for corruption and bribery these days.
I came to see Zuo Jun today because he discovered that the Zheng family had assassins and private soldiers. After he mentioned it to my father, they both felt that it was not appropriate to alert the enemy and they should go and test the waters first.
Fortunately, he was careful at the time and asked Zheng Qin to escort the imperial physician's team, while the other soldiers were Zuo Jun's men.
In this way, Zheng Qin would not dare to cause trouble and would have to do his best, otherwise the Zheng family would be implicated by him.
At the same time, the Zheng family did not dare to do anything. Zheng Qin was in his hands. If they dared to move, Zheng Qin would never come back.
I don’t know if Zheng Qin understood the situation or was taught a lesson by his father, but he just sent the person there obediently and didn’t return, but stayed there.
I have to say, Zheng An is really an old fox. He does things flawlessly when it comes to doing things.
Xiao Anzi: "Also, Doctor Chen sent a message saying that it has been confirmed that the plague is smallpox. They have found cows that can be used and are breeding more cowpox to vaccinate everyone. If nothing goes wrong, it will be under control within a month."
Si Qingjiu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. It would be good if he could find out what it was. Only then could he prescribe the right medicine.
"Have the messenger inform Doctor Chen that he can mobilize resources from the counties surrounding Wen County, and the court will double the amount later. Anyone who disagrees and takes the opportunity to raise the price or makes unreasonable demands will be arrested. No need to torture them, just put them in jail and release them after the matter is resolved."
No matter how critical the situation is, there will always be some bad apples who disobey arrangements and disrupt order.
We can't let this happen.
Where there is one, there will be two.
"By the way, Your Majesty, the eldest prince has left the palace to meet the prime minister." Xiao Anzi suddenly remembered and said quickly.
Si Qingjiu didn't care much. He had met Si Lin several times in the past few days. The gentle and elegant demeanor he had when they first met was almost gone in him now.
His eyes were filled with gloom, and even though he was still smiling, it looked very fake and a little creepy.
He initially thought that he was a person who was very good at disguising himself, but in fact, he just had no opponent at that time.
Now that I have risen, I am too threatening to him. I am crushed again and again. His mentality has collapsed and he can no longer hold on.
To put it bluntly, it is the lack of social beatings.
If someone like him were to live in modern times, he would probably be so depressed that he would jump off a building.
One might not realize it, but as soon as Si Qingjiu got off the carriage, he saw Si Lin who also got off the carriage.
Today, Si Lin was still wearing white, with a transparent jade pendant hanging around his waist. The tassels on the pendant swayed beautifully as he walked. He held a folding fan in his hand, looking like a gentleman as handsome as jade.
But the look on his face instantly destroyed this feeling.
"Hey, big brother, who owes you money? Tell me and I'll make you happy." Si Qingjiu blocked the door and spoke in a piercing voice.
Si Lin's expression almost twisted, his eyes gloomy: "Royal brother, you should worry about yourself, don't worry about my brother's affairs."
Today, his grandfather still asked him to endure it, but he really couldn't bear it any longer.
.
Seeing him and General Zuo going out together every day, the people of the entire capital city loved him very much, including the court officials, all of whom praised him highly.
Originally these all belonged to him, but now they all went to Si Qingjiu, who was hated by everyone. How could he accept this gap?
He is the eldest prince.
He is not even a prince yet, but he is already able to regent.
My father is too partial.
Si Qingjiu seemed not to notice that he wanted to kill him, and chuckled: "Big brother, there is no need to be so formal. We are brothers. Entertaining brothers is also a kind of merit. Come on, share with your brother Kuai. What are you angry, jealous, unwilling to do but have to endure?"
"You." Si Lin was shaking with anger. He did it on purpose. He was mocking him and warning him.
Good, very good.
He was really soft-hearted before.
"Hey, big brother, please don't cry. If you cry, how can I explain to others that I didn't bully you?" Si Qingjiu jumped two steps away exaggeratedly, as if he was afraid of being contaminated by bad luck.
Si Lin had a ferocious expression, staring at Si Qingjiu: "Royal brother, don't be so complacent."
After saying that, he ignored him and turned away.
The fan in his hand was deformed by his pinch.
Si Qingjiu stood at the palace gate and sneered, but his eyes were cold.
Xiao Anzi waited quietly on the side. He had seen the Ninth Prince like this several times, and he felt fear every time he saw him.
The aura is so strong that people dare not offend.
"Let's go and see our father."
Si Qingjiu withdrew his gaze and walked in another direction.
Hall of Mental Cultivation.
When Si Qingjiu came in, Zuo Jun informed His Majesty of the confirmed news.
When the prince came to see him earlier, he took people there without any delay for fear of any accidents.
"The Zheng family is so courageous." The emperor slammed the table hard, his whole body showing intimidation without even being angry.
"They are not brave enough, how dare they dream of the throne?" Si Qingjiu continued faintly, full of accusations against her father, the emperor: "Father, you see, people like us who are timid really don't have an advantage, so you should just give the throne to me."
emperor:"…"
Why are we on this topic again?
Zuo Jun couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. The Ninth Prince was really obsessed with the throne.
Seeing people, Si Qing did not respond, and drank
He ran over, laid on the table, and complained aggrievedly: "Father, you don't know. Now if I go out, everyone will say that I rebelled, but I clearly didn't. No matter how I explain, it doesn't make sense."
At this point, he sighed deeply, his face full of melancholy: "Ah, it seems that everyone thinks that I should sit on the throne. It is really too kind, and I can't refuse it."
The Emperor reached out his hand to pat his son in comfort but silently drew it back.
She also rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "You are so confident."
"Of course, self-confidence is the first etiquette of the royal family." Si Qingjiu raised his chin, quite proud.
"Father, please give me the throne. Look, I have done so well recently. Everyone praises me."
Alas, he really worried about the throne.
It’s not that the emperor was unwilling to give the throne to him directly, but he was not happy with this guy’s purpose.
If you want the throne, that means you want to be with Zuo Jun. Don't think you can fool him.
The emperor felt unwilling to let his son, whom he had raised with great difficulty for more than ten years, just give him away to someone else. He did not want to fulfill their wish so quickly.
He picked up the teacup and was about to drink when he was held down. He glanced sideways and saw his stupid son looking at him pitifully.
“…”
Si Qingjiu: "Father, don't even think about seeing me off. I won't leave."
The emperor was speechless: "I didn't mean to send you off, I just wanted to drink some tea."
"Oh, so that's the case. Then you drink it. Hehe, after you finish drinking, give the throne to me and you abdicate to become the emperor. Perfect." Si Qingjiu smiled dreamily and almost rubbed his hands with excitement.
The emperor suddenly felt that the tea in the cup was no longer fragrant.
The stupid son really gave his old father a heart attack.
The corners of Zuo Jun's lips twitched, forming a suspicious curve.
I was happy for him. It is said that there is no family affection in the royal family, but he was lucky enough to meet one, which is very precious.
Si Qingjiu looked at his emperor father in confusion: "Father, please drink."
Emperor: “…”
"If you don't drink it now, it will get cold. It will not taste good when it is cold. Please drink it quickly." Si Qingjiu urged again, his eyes full of anticipation.
The emperor was silent for a while, then put the tea back on the table and decided not to drink it.
???
Si Qingjiu was dumbfounded. What was this for?
Didn’t you say you wanted to drink?
He quickly picked it up and brought it to his father, "Father, please don't be thirsty.
It's uncomfortable to talk. Come, have some tea to moisten your body."
"Hmph, you still care about your father's health?" The emperor glared at him angrily.
Si Qingjiu said seriously: "Of course, you are my father, if I don't care about you, who should I care about?"
The emperor's brows relaxed, and he was very pleased with the words, so he reached out to take it.
Si Qingjiu grinned and said, "Come on, come on, father, don't be polite, drink more, drink more."
The attentive attitude almost made the emperor and Zuo Jun, who was standing quietly beside him, think it was poison.
The emperor felt complicated again, thinking that his son must have learned how to change his face.
"Drink, father, and when you're done, draft an edict to pass the throne to me." Si Qingjiu said happily, and suddenly remembered something, and slapped the table: "Ah, no need to draft an edict, I've already written it."
Get up quickly and run out.
Only the Emperor and Zuo Jun were left standing there with subtle expressions.
The emperor looked at Zuo Jun uncertainly: "What did he just say? Has he drafted the decree?"
Zuo Jun: “…”
How should he answer this?
The emperor was silent. There was no need to ask, he really was not hallucinating. He subconsciously took a sip of tea, feeling mixed emotions and not knowing what to say.
Just as he was about to take another sip to slow down his drinking, his resolute son came back, running towards him excitedly with a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.
Si Qingjiu spread the imperial edict on the coffee table, looking excited: "Father, look, I have prepared everything. You don't have to worry about it. You just need to stamp it with the imperial seal. Isn't it easy?"
Emperor: “…”
It seems to make sense, I am speechless.
Zuo Jun also turned his head away silently, fearing that his laughter would irritate the emperor.
"Father?" Si Qingjiu called out.
The emperor looked at the imperial edict, "…The Ninth Prince is smart, elegant, noble, dignified, loves the people like his own children, is as beautiful as a crown of jade, and with such a king, the whole country will be at peace, and the people will be happy. He is truly the best person in the world?"
"How about it, Father, did I write very well?" Si Qingjiu asked proudly.
Emperor: “…”
He put down the teacup, picked up the imperial edict, rolled it up and put it away in front of his son's shining eyes: "Think of something practical, stop daydreaming, I'm tired, let's go back."
Si Qingjiu was pushed out by the emperor with a sad face.
His imperial edict.
Just one step away, it’s dry.
Looking at the Yangxin Palace where he was refused entry, Si Qing's head dropped in despair.
Zuo Jun pinched his face amusedly: "Your Majesty is still very happy."
"I'm not happy." Si Qingjiu slapped his hand away and raised his eyelids weakly. He was really just a little bit short of success.
Oh, my father really has a firm grasp on his hopes.
Zuo Jun rubbed his head again and talked about other things: "The Zheng family has confirmed it. I sent a letter to the soldiers stationed outside the city, asking them to reorganize and prepare for action."
"Okay, ask the Ministry of War for the weapons you need. Anyone who refuses to give or causes trouble will be killed." Si Qingjiu nodded and saw that it was getting late. "General Zuo, let's say goodbye now. It's getting late."
He remembered something. Hehe, this guy has a surprise for when he goes back.
Zuo Jun always felt that the Ninth Prince's smile was malicious.
After watching them leave, he returned to the general's mansion.
"General, you're back."
"General."
"Yeah." Zuo Jun greeted the soldiers guarding the gate and stepped into the door, not noticing their somewhat conflicted and gloating expressions.
"General." The butler came forward with a kind smile.
But Zuo Jun didn't have time to respond. He looked at the empty newly turned soil in the yard and asked, "What are you going to plant again?"
"No." The butler shook his head and smiled even more: "It was the Ninth Prince who thought it looked good and pulled it out."
Zuo Jun: “…”
He finally understood why the little bastard smiled like that when he left.
He sighed helplessly, "Let's plant some more."
The housekeeper said, "I have already ordered the purchase. It will probably arrive in a few days."
Zuo Jun nodded.
He walked towards the backyard, ready to change out of his tight clothes, but before he got close, he found that not only was his yard empty, but the window in his room seemed to be gone too.
The expression was a little subtle.
Walk across the bluestone slabs and open the door.
“…”
His room was relatively plain to begin with, with only a rack for hanging clothes.
What he didn't know was that this shelf was brought over by the housekeeper, and the clothes were originally piled on the stool.
"This is..." Zuo Jun turned around and asked the butler who was following behind him.
The butler was still smiling, his voice full of laughter: "
The Ninth Prince thought your furniture was too monotonous and suggested changing it. I think the Ninth Prince is right. I have ordered new furniture and it will arrive in a few days. "
Zuo Jun: “…”
The housekeeper said: "I have someone clean up the side yard. The general can stay there temporarily."
Zuo Jun curled his lips and said, "Sleeping in the side yard?"
"How can I let down the good intentions of the Ninth Prince? Pack up some of my clothes and I'll move to another place."
The butler thought the general's tone was a bit strange, so he didn't ask any more questions. He packed his clothes himself and was about to send them to the side yard, but they were taken away by the other party, and then he saw his general walking towards the gate.
?
"General?"
"I'm going to find a place to live, don't worry about me." Zuo Jun waved his hand and went out.
The soldiers guarding the door soon saw the general who had just entered not long ago coming out again with a bag. They looked at each other, wondering what this meant.
The general ran away from home in anger?
The prince is really amazing.
'Hatch'
Si Qingjiu rubbed his nose and then laughed heartily. It must be that guy Zuo Jun who was scolding him.
I lay comfortably in the rocking chair, eating grapes, feeling extremely happy. I wonder if that guy was so angry that he was fuming.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, General Zuo is here." Xiao Anzi ran in and reported very quickly.
Si Qingjiu turned over and sat up: "What is he doing here? So late at night."
"Of course it's to rest." Zuo Jun came over and said meaningfully.
???
"Rest?" Si Qingjiu was confused: "You rest, go back to the general's mansion by yourself."
What's the point of running away from him?
Zuo Jun handed the bag to Xiao Anzi and sat down opposite Si Qingjiu. "Your Majesty has cleared out my general's mansion and left me no bed. Isn't it to invite me to sleep with Your Majesty?"
Si Qingjiu:! ! !
"I didn't, I wasn't, don't talk nonsense!"
"And I clearly left a blanket for you."
"Really?" Zuo Jun pretended to be surprised, with a smile on his face: "But I didn't see it. But no matter what your Majesty means, I'm afraid you will have to take me in tonight. I'm homeless now."
Si Qingjiu: "..."
"Do you think I will believe it?"
I regret it now. This guy has this style, which is totally inconsistent with him.
"It doesn't matter whether the prince believes it or not.
It's fine as long as other people believe it. Your Majesty, you can't ask me to go out and wander the streets. If someone asks me about it, they will say that it was because Your Majesty raided my house and I was kicked out by Your Majesty. "
Although Zuo Jun spoke helplessly, his expression was not helpless at all.
Si Qingjiu had a wooden face and gritted his teeth: "Okay, you win, Xiao Anzi."
"The servant is here."
"Please prepare the firewood room for our General Zuo and let our General Zuo move in."
"Woodshed?" Xiao Anzi widened his eyes.
Si Qingjiu smiled: "The woodshed is so nice and warm. Didn't you see that our General Zuo didn't refuse? Why don't you go quickly?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Xiao Anzi ran away quickly.
Si Qingjiu crossed his arms and glared at the person opposite him: "General Zuo, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied. As long as it is arranged by Your Majesty, I will be satisfied." Zuo Jun picked up the only teacup on the table and took a sip leisurely.
Si Qingjiu pursed his lips and snatched the cup, "Mine, I won't give it to you."
After saying that, he drank all the remaining tea in one gulp.
Zuo Jun's eyes became deep.
That position was where he had just drunk.
Seeing him staring at her, Si Qingjiu thought he was depressed, and proudly shook the empty teacup at him: "No more."
Zuo Jun stared at the red lips that were opening and closing with dark eyes. There were water stains on them, which made them look moist and plump, and looked delicious.
His Adam's apple moved, and he felt a little dry.
Si Qingjiu inexplicably felt as if something was a bit dangerous, but he couldn't put his finger on it, so he simply ignored it and asked, "By the way, how did you get here?"
Zuo Jun: “Riding a horse.”
"What? Riding a horse? Riding a horse so late at night?" Si Qingjiu's eyes turned pale. Wouldn't it mean that the whole capital would know tomorrow morning that the general was staying in the palace tonight?
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