Chapter 39: Chatting in the Courtyard
The prince is plotting a rebellion, and there are many people involved.
However, this liquidation has little to do with Gu Dan, as the Imperial Hospital has been well behaved for a long time.
As for the fourth prince, Prince Yu, even if he was re-established as the crown prince, he would not ascend the throne immediately. Gu was worried but did not feel anything special.
Prince Yu is usually not well-known, and there are almost no rumors about him among the people. One can only hope that he is not someone who likes to seek immortality or ask for advice, and that he will not rule the world by himself again.
This year, there was a wave of turmoil in the palace, which was then quickly quelled.
In the same year, Mo Qiu and Gong Shangguo finally returned to the Mohist Martial Arts School. The three met again, and time had changed.
The small table in the yard was filled with delicacies. Gu Dan took out the Soul-Breaking Roast and closed the gate.
"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye."
Gu Dan looked at Mo Qiu who was becoming more and more calm, and for a moment he was a little dazed.
In the 24th year of Emperor Zongming's reign, the current emperor wanted to build the Wanshou Palace. Mo Qiu walked out of the Mohist Martial Arts School, promoted his own morality, founded the Mohist School, and even took the opportunity to enter the palace to meet the emperor once.
That meeting with the emperor did not bring Mo Qiu any fatal disaster. Although Emperor Zong Ming did not like Mo's teachings very much, he did not criticize or suppress them.
In the blink of an eye, nine years slipped through my fingers.
"Brother Gu is quite capable of sitting still." Gong Shangguo picked up the wine cup, quite impressed.
He has met many people, but he has never met someone as indifferent as Gu Dan.
While working in the Imperial Medical Service, he never tried to make friends with high-ranking officials.
It seems that apart from curing diseases and saving lives, he has no other hobbies.
“Haha, the Mohist school you created is also very famous. It can even compete with Qingfeng Temple. This is not easy.” Gu Dan chuckled.
It’s not that he doesn’t want anything, but what he wants is very great, so he is not in a hurry and has enough patience to wait.
"Qingfeng Temple cannot be overthrown."
Mo Qiu took a sip of wine, but was exceptionally calm.
The rise and fall of the alchemists depends entirely on the thoughts of the current emperor. The Mohists are like catfish in a pond. No matter how much water is stirred up, they are not the ones who can open the floodgates and determine the fate of the world.
"Do those alchemists in Qingfeng Temple have any real skills?" Gu Dan took the opportunity to ask.
Qingpingzi once gave Gu Dan two things, both related to seeking immortality and the way to enlightenment.
Maybe the other party just likes to play this kind of idle chess on weekdays. If Gu Dan says that he is really not interested, he would be lying.
"Brother Gu, are you also interested in seeking immortality and the way of Taoism?" Gong Shangguo understood as soon as he heard it.
"Who wouldn't be interested in traveling to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening? It's just that Qingpingzi's empty talk is only arousing people's imagination. Even the current emperor can only waste his time on it, and ordinary people can only think about it." Gu Dan said simply.
"I have the ability, but I have never seen any magic."
Mo Qiu did not hide the fact that he had fought with Qing Pingzi before. The opponent was quite powerful and had a deep background. He was definitely not an ordinary swindler.
Even though Emperor Zong Ming's favor was no longer as great as before, Qingfeng Temple did not go directly downhill.
"Recently, we have received some different news. Not only in Dayue, there are signs of alchemists' activities, but also in other dynasties. They are just not as famous as here."
Gong Shangguo pondered, "And the things they preached are pretty much the same."
"Jiuzhou is vast, and there are many people who are obsessed with seeking immortality. However, no matter how obsessed ordinary people are, the influence is ultimately limited." Mo Qiu shook his head slightly. The land of Dayue alone is enough to make a person struggle all his life.
As for letting the Mohist school go out and fight with all the alchemists, Mo Qiu has no such idea for the time being.
Over the years, he has worked hard to perfect the Mohist philosophy, and all he wants is to offset the influence caused by these alchemists.
Construction is much more difficult than destruction. Recruiting disciples and spreading ideas is the limit of what ordinary people can do.
"The construction of Wanshou Palace has been stopped for three years. It shouldn't continue this time, right?" Gu Dan also chose to say something nice.
Moqiu and Gong Shangguo looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Gu Dan was puzzled.
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In the 30th year of Zong Ming, two places in the country were in urgent need of disaster relief and war preparation, which put a heavy burden on the Dayue Dynasty. They had to stop the construction of the Wanshou Palace, and it has been three years since then.
"A month ago, some officials went to investigate the progress of Wanshou Palace. At that time, Daqing had just sent envoys to the imperial capital." Gong Shangguo said with a frown.
"I'm afraid the emperor doesn't want to stop."
Moqiu drank a glass of wine and let the burning feeling spread in his heart.
After three years of war, the prosperity of the imperial capital was affected.
The Wanshou Palace, a wonder built for his own selfish reasons, was only built for three years. After stopping, Yihe actually asked for a lot of rare treasures!
It is certainly not the case that Emperor Zong Ming was old and senile.
But what he did for his own selfish reasons has exceeded the limit.
There are already many discordant voices among the people, and the scale of corrupt officials and powerful people in various places is growing.
Mo Qiu even vaguely felt that some dangerous aura was approaching.
The disciples of Mohism traveled around, and what they saw and heard along the way was not very good.
"Don't talk about state affairs, drink, drink!"
Gu Dan waved his hand and said that it was fine to just chat about this topic briefly. After three years together, it was time to talk about something happier.
(End of this chapter)