Chapter 174
The mansion holding a sword.
Qu Watanabe also saw the paper.
He let Yishier smell it.
B Twelve said: "It smells like ordinary paper money."
"Paper money..."
Qu Dubian thought: "The raw materials of the paper that can be used for writing are different in different places. We sell storybooks and are very familiar with the operation of bookstores in the capital and the purchase of raw paper. As long as we are careful, we can find the source."
"But if we use paper money, there are more sources."
B12: "It has been less than two days since His Highness returned to the capital, and paper money has been scattered all over the capital. It was too short to prepare in such a short time, so it must have been prepared long ago."
Qu Watanabe: "You are so sure that I was murdered, and you said that it was done by someone from the royal family. Common sense would deduce that either someone who knew about it was angry, or someone who participated in the incident betrayed me."
"The possibility of the former is very small," said B Twelve.
"Why?"
B12: "If the person who knew about this was upset, he would not have written your name on the paper money which represents the coldness, ominousness and death."
Writing names on paper money, is this a righteous act of redress or a curse?
What Liu Liu said makes some sense.
Qu Dubian folded up the paper money and said, "I wanted to investigate secretly after entering the capital, but I didn't expect that the capital would be in chaos in just two days."
He wanted to watch the water flow quietly, but the storm continued.
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As soon as something happens, paper money is used to appeal for justice.
The capital city was in a state of panic.
Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the four powerful princes in the court.
The second prince, the fourth prince, the fifth prince and the sixth prince.
The people on the paper money who were mentioned as members of the royal family, weren't they the most likely four? Not to mention the inactive Fourth Prince, even the armless Third Prince was pulled out for suspicion.
After having his arm broken for so long, it's understandable that he would have a dark mind and seek revenge on his brother.
Before they had the chance to visit their brother who had just returned from the war, they were burned on the grill.
The Second Prince’s Mansion.
The second prince held a stack of paper money and frowned, "Who scattered this..."
Mr. Deng: "Yes, Tang Yisu has already entered the capital. He was going to proceed as planned tomorrow. But now, there will definitely be another disturbance at the grand court meeting tomorrow morning."
"Tang Yisu arrived in Beijing? He arrived a whole day early. Didn't I ask him to come in the evening?"
Mr. Deng: "It doesn't make any difference. The main purpose is to sneak in with the caravan and prevent the Fifth Prince from finding out."
"Continue as planned," the Second Prince said, "The more chaotic the situation is, the faster we have to go. The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. Xiao Wu has already been prepared."
He threw all the paper money on the table.
"We had originally planned to have Little Five and Little Six visit my Seventh Brother, but now it seems that no one will be able to see my Seventh Brother before the grand court meeting tomorrow morning."
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Xi Mansion.
Xi Zixing washed and packed up, left the mansion and went to the Ministry of Personnel.
When he came back, he was followed by two clerks holding official uniforms, on which were placed official hats, appointment letters and other items.
When I entered the door, I ran into Xi Shiqiu head-on.
Xi Shiqiu looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, "When did you go out? Didn't you want to go out?"
"He left early in the morning. My father was worried about my elder brother's future. He was so upset by my mistress that he didn't care about me," Xi Zixing pointed to the back, "He went to the Ministry of Personnel, resigned from his post as a Hanlin, and accepted his official position."
Xi Shiqiu: “?”
He took two steps forward and looked at Xi Zixing's appointment document.
The Censor-in-Chief of the Ministry of Justice was admitted to the Six Ministries. Although he did not have the nobility of the Hanlin Academy, this position had high power and authority. He had the power of judicial supervision and the right to attend court every day.
Xi Shiqiu: "What about the Ministry of Justice? I am the Minister of Justice. If you work in the Ministry of Justice, wouldn't that make people talk about you behind your back? And this is not in accordance with the rules."
"At that time, the Minister of Personnel told me that he wanted to transfer you to the Ministry of Personnel, because that is where the high officials are."
Besides, the speed is too fast. The seal was given by the Minister of Personnel himself. The official uniform has been received. After reporting to the government office in the afternoon, he will be able to attend court tomorrow.
Xi Zixing: "Father, don't worry, it's just that the Minister of Personnel admires me, I didn't use your name to bully others."
After he finished speaking, he asked the servant to give the clerk who delivered the clothes some money, and then he carried the clothes and prepared to go into the house.
Xi Shiqiu grabbed him and frowned: "You suddenly figured it out. Could it be because of the popular rumor in the capital about using paper money to avenge grievances? What do you want to do in the court tomorrow?"
Xi Zixing smiled and said, "What can I do? I'm just lying at home, just like my father, I just need to do my job well. Others will never talk about it."
Xi Shiqiu: "...You'd better really do so."
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afternoon.
The mansion holding a sword.
Qu Dubian commanded the guards in the mansion to build him a small cart for vendors.
These guards were all from the battlefield. They followed Xu Jin to kill the enemy, became homeless after being injured, and have remained in Xu's mansion ever since.
They worked very efficiently and would always meet the requests of the young master.
Qu Duanbian had to pretend to be blind, and while touching it, he instructed, "Oh... make a pull-out compartment under this iron plate to hold the carbon bars."
"Leave some space below for the ingredients."
Ye Xiaoyuan: "Your Highness, the cart you want is different from the ones on the market."
Qu Watanabe: "Once it's finished, this little car will be all the rage in Beijing."
Teppanyaki, grilled sausages and various snacks were all born on this kind of cart.
The small stalls in Da Zhou now basically sell Hu Bing, tea, porridge, buns, pies and the like. There are few fried foods, and even fewer grilled skewers.
Ye Xiaoyuan said helplessly: "You still want to go out and set up a stall?"
Qu Watanabe snapped his fingers and said, "The one who knows me is the one who keeps me company."
Ye Xiaoyuan: “…”
Want to experience a different life?
He began to think about finding a sheltered spot, and then arrange for a few strangers to buy food from the prince's stall, so that the prince would be depressed when no one patronized the stall.
Qu Watanabe: "Tomorrow's morning court will definitely be exciting."
Ye Xiaoyuan nodded: "Your Highness wants to go?"
Qu Watanabe: "If I go, I'm sure I'll get a headache listening to all your chatter, and in the end I might even be asked to come out and explain in detail how I became useless. So, I won't go."
He patted the cart and said, "I'm going to set up a stall at the palace gate and watch others go to court."
If his brothers did not come to see him, he would go to see his brothers.
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the next day.
Three thirty in the morning.
Around the Qianbu Bridge outside the palace, small vendors have started setting up their stalls.
The hot mist dissipated in the night.
A large carriage slowly stopped. The vendors took a look and thought that it was some superior who had arrived early. They lowered their heads and prepared to eat without paying any attention.
Today is a grand court meeting, and more officials come, so their business is better.
As a result, after a while, the 'Shangguan' who came in a carriage did not find a stall to sit at. Only a man who looked like a butler came down and directed people to set up the stalls.
He put the cart aside and had a temporary shed built around it to keep out the wind. Straw mats with cotton sewn on them were hung on all sides, and there was even a warm charcoal brazier inside the shed.
The iron cart was in the shed.
When everything was ready, a man got out of the carriage. He was wrapped in fox fur and his face was half covered by a velvet hat. He walked a few steps and was stopped by a man who looked like a guard.
The guard pushed a wheelchair, and the man sat on it and was pushed under the windproof straw shed.
Someone whispered, "Which grand official?"
The official rolled up his sleeves and brushed lard on the iron plate with a brush. After a while, the iron plate began to emit a sizzling aroma of lard.
The vendors: “?”
The soy milk vendor next to him couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Qu Watanabe was puzzled: "Can't you see? We are making pancakes. We are colleagues."
He clapped his hands: "I almost forgot."
"Liuliu, go and hang up the things I brought."
Yi Twelve took out a blue banner from his bosom and hung it on the straw hut. It read:
A Jianbing is 5 wen each, with an egg for 6 wen, a Shouzhabing is 3 wen each, with an egg for 4 wen. This is a new product from Beijing, with affordable prices, and no deception for everyone.
Soy milk stall owner: "You don't look like you're here to set up a stall."
Qu Watanabe: "Whether it looks like it or not, the stall is here anyway, boss, would you like to try it?"
The soy milk stall owner quickly shook his head.
The vendors who often set up stalls in front of the palace gate are the most discerning. They feel that the young man who sets up the stall is not simple, but they don’t know who he is coming for, so it’s better not to provoke him.
"If you don't eat it now, you can eat it later."
Qu Dubian was slowly spreading his pancake.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the officials arrived here one after another. After all, it was winter, and they all got up late and appeared in groups.
After arriving, everyone found a stall to sit down, wanting to eat something and drink something hot to warm themselves up.
Qu Watanabe's luxurious stall is very eye-catching.
Xie Jingshan saw Ye Xiaoyuan, walked over hesitantly and looked into the shed.
Ye Xiaoyuan: "Your Highness, Lord Xie Jingshan is here."
Qu Dubian raised his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Jingshan, do you want to eat some cakes?"
Xie Jingshan was shocked: "It's really you, Seventh Prince."
"Xiao Qi???"
The Sixth Prince stopped in his tracks, took two steps back, pushed Xie Jingshan away, and stared with wide eyes: "Why are you setting up a stall here?"
His voice was much louder than Xie Jingshan's. When he shouted, almost all the officials around stopped eating and looked over here.
The Second Prince, the Fourth Prince, and the Fifth Prince, who had just arrived, heard what was said and were stunned for a moment before quickly walking down the Thousand-Step Bridge, holding up their clothes.
They stood in front of the stall, glanced at the banner above, and then looked at their brother in the wheelchair.
With his eyes blindfolded, he brushed the hot iron plate with the small brush in his hand. There were already several hot pancakes at hand, so he was not afraid of getting burned.
Ye Xiaoyuan was helping to brush the sauce on the pancakes and roll the vegetables.
He looks like he is disabled but determined, working hard to support himself.
“…”
It really is.
One of the great contributors to the annexation of the Northern Frontier and the avoidance of war, the first prince to be crowned king, His Royal Highness Prince Yong, set up a stall here.
The key is that it looks pretty good - except that because it is invisible, the brush will occasionally go beyond the iron plate.
They were silent for a while.
The Sixth Prince said, "Xiao Qi, if you are short of money, I will give you some."
Qu Watanabe: "Sixth brother, you don't understand. After I became blind, I slept day and night upside down, and my body ached. I couldn't sleep at night, so I came out to find something to do and make some money."
He paused and said cautiously, "You have to pay for your meals," pointing to the banner above, "Not even a penny less."
The fifth prince put down a silver ingot and said, "Brother, would you like a Jianbing Guozi? I've never heard of it. Let's try it. Xiaoqi, just ask Eunuch Ye to do it. Don't get burned."
The Sixth Prince: "I am the same as the Fifth Prince."
The fourth prince: "Then I want a hand-pulled pancake."
"I am as good as my fourth brother," the second prince took out some silver and put it in the coin basket.
Qu Watanabe: "Okay, please wait for me."
The air was thick with smoke.
He looked up at his four brothers who were sitting at a table in front of the stall. They were all Doudou people and had basically the same expression. It was hard to tell which one was guilty and which one looked abnormal.
They knew about using paper money to avenge grievances, and he knew it too, but no one brought it up because there was no need.
There will be thunder in the court today, and now it is just the final peace.
I wonder how many people will be able to sit at the same table and gamble after today?
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