Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Chapter 65 Your yin and yang are out of balance

The next day, Beisheng received a letter saying that Yan Mo and Yu Ji went to Beijing.

They were going to Prince Leping's Mansion, and Nanyin was secretly watching Bei Sheng again. It was really not convenient for her to communicate with Yan Mo anymore, so she sent someone to Lang Zhuo's Mansion to inform Lang Zhuo, and she didn't bother with the rest of the matter.

Two days later, O Feng came to ask Bei Sheng to come over to the house to check Lang Zhuo's pulse. Only then did Bei Sheng meet Yan Mo in Lang's house.

Being brought here by the chief minister of the dynasty, Yan Mo was still worried, but he didn't expect that as soon as he saw Bei Sheng, he would know what was going on. It seemed that the original plan of two people would now become three people.

In front of Lang Zhuo, Yan Mo was embarrassed, and Bei Sheng was just as embarrassed as him. He didn't look as confident and confident as he did at the inn that day.

You two looked at me, I looked at you, both of them were about to speak but stopped.

Lang Zhuo held up the tea cup and blew the tea leaves in the cup with his eyebrows lowered, and asked calmly: "Why don't you say anything?"

He didn't even raise his eyes to look at them, he just took a sip of tea gracefully.

Bei Sheng hummed twice, cleared his throat, and then said to Yan Mo: "Boss Yan and Master Yu met with Prince Leping. Did he not make things difficult for you?"

"No," Yan Mo had a slick smile on his face, trying to arouse the depressing atmosphere in the room, "Master Yu took Cao Min to visit the prince's mansion. The prince is kind. This is just a misunderstanding. This year In our climate, water is as expensive as oil, not to mention cotton and raw silk. After everything was explained, the prince understood and apologized to the common people in front of Master Yu. The common people were frightened, and the matter was revealed. pass."

Bei Sheng wanted to ask again, so Lang Zhuo put down the tea cup in his hand and said coldly: "There is no need to say these high-sounding words. Let's talk about the batch of cotton and raw silk that King Leping pressed on his hand and couldn't get rid of it. What are your plans?"

Bei Sheng and Yan Mo looked at each other. Bei Sheng raised an eyebrow and signaled for Yan Mo to speak first.

Yan Mo smiled and raised his hand to Lang Zhuo, saying, "Master Lang, you don't know. The grass-roots people have negotiated with King Leping. His batch of raw silk and cotton will be sold by the grass-roots people. The rights will be used by the grass-roots people to atone for their sins and get a penny of profit." No common people will be greedy for King Ping."

To be honest, Yan Mo had another batch of raw silk and cotton on his hands, and together with King Leping and others, he almost monopolized the entire cotton and raw silk market in Dajing in the first half of the year.

As long as he lets the wind go, he doesn't have to worry about not being able to sell it. He and Bei Sheng have long thought of using the "empty-glove white wolf" trick to directly pocket King Leping's raw cotton silk.

However, this move is very risky. If King Leping finds out that he is deceived again, there may not be an easy explanation this time.

Yan Mo glanced at Lang Zhuo timidly, and added with a loyal face: "This is just a verbal agreement from Cao Min. How to operate it specifically, Cao Min will wait for instructions from the second girl."

Bei Sheng tilted her head at him: "The goods are all in your hands. Are you still waiting for my instructions?"

It seems like she has a lot of intrigues.

He silently picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and whispered: "How can I, a girl from the boudoir, know about business matters? Boss Yan can just do whatever he wants."

Yan Mo: "Uh..."

Lang Zhuo looked at Bei Sheng and smiled. If she and Yan Mo dared to do this, they must have a backup plan, but it was just not convenient to tell him.

Lang Zhuo said: "I previously suggested that King Leping give away cotton and raw silk to the people for free. He promised, but in his heart he refused. He deserves to be tricked by you again."

"Let's handle this matter according to your ideas." Lang Zhuo said towards the door: "Qingyang, be careful to send Boss Yan out so that no one finds out."

"Yes. Please, Boss Yan." Qingyang stood outside the door and made an invitation gesture to Yan Mo.

Is this a rush?
  Yan Mo and Bei Sheng were both stunned for a moment. Yan Mo stood up quickly and said goodbye to Lang Zhuo, "The common people will leave first."

Bei Sheng also stood up and said, "The students also left."

"You stay for a while." Lang Zhuo lowered his eyebrows and fiddled with the tea cup in his hand. After Yan Mo went out, he said, "I have been feeling a little unwell recently. Please help me diagnose and treat him."

After saying that, he actually rolled up his sleeves and handed his wrist to Bei Sheng.

Beisheng: "..."     If you are not happy, you should go to the doctor!

Seeing that Bei Sheng was indifferent, Lang Zhuo raised his eyes to look at her and handed her his wrist forward.

Okay, here we come.

Bei Sheng took out the brocade handkerchief from his arms, spread it over Lang Zhuo's wrist, and felt for his pulse carefully.

After touching this one, he switched to the other hand and Beisheng said: "Sir, please tell me about your recent symptoms."

Lang Zhuo said slowly: "My body is hot, my mouth is dry, I am upset, and I have insomnia and dreams at night."

Beisheng let go of his wrist and said, "Look at your tongue, sir."

Lang Zhuo hesitated for a while, but opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

The tip of the tongue was red and the tongue coating was slightly yellow. Beisheng knew clearly that Lang Zhuo was angry because of the poison. He was afraid that the actual situation was more serious than Lang Zhuo said, and he might be too shy to speak up.

Beisheng put away his brocade handkerchief and said calmly: "It's still because of the poison. Your yin and yang are out of balance. The student can give you a prescription, but for the long term, it's better for you to get married as soon as possible."

Originally, she thought that Lang Zhuo and Bo Ran from Zui Xian Lou were familiar with each other and that her desire for sex could be resolved and that she could vent her anger. However, judging from the pulse just now, at least Lang Zhuo had not touched a woman at all during this time. As for the astringent pulse, the essence and Qi are blocked.

Lang Zhuo's face turned red, he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm already preparing for the wedding, and I'll treat you to a drink then."

Bei Sheng smiled awkwardly, "That's good. We will come as a family to congratulate you."

Lang Zhuo smiled calmly: "Others don't have to come, but those from Duke Anguo's residence must come."

"Well, yes." Beisheng smiled and nodded.

Lang Zhuo's only relative in the capital was Duke An Guo's family. When he got married, how could he not go to Duke An Guo's family?

Beisheng prescribed the medicine, and Orfeng sent her out.

When he walked to the carriage at the door, he couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and asked in a low voice: "Ofeng, Mr. Lang said that he is preparing to get married. Do you know which family the girl is from?"

Ao Feng was confused, "Haven't you heard about this?"

Bei Sheng smiled and said, "Maybe the matter is not stable enough for you to publicize it, so... I will leave first."

After watching Bei Sheng get on the carriage, Orfeng turned around and got on the horse to get medicine for Lang Zhuo.

It was still early, so Beisheng asked Yan Qing to drive the carriage to the Gaoyang Marquis Mansion. She didn't go out for two days, and Zhao Shu didn't come to see her. He didn't know what the situation was.

When she arrived at the gate of Gaoyang Marquis' Mansion, the guard at the door told her that the young Marquis had gone out, but she didn't know where he had gone.

Beisheng had no choice but to return angrily.

In Prince Leping's Mansion, Zhao Shu sat opposite Xiao Yi with a gloomy look on his face, while Xiao Yi had a proud smile on his face.

He sat over and patted Zhao Shu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't be downcast. You are my good brother. Why aren't you happy when I marry my own sister to you?"

"My king knows that you like Miss Xu Er. When the time comes, we will take her into the house as your concubine. Then we will enjoy the blessings of the whole family. How wonderful!"

Zhao Shu lowered his head depressedly, "It took Duke An and his wife eighteen years to find Beisheng. How could they allow her to become someone else's concubine?"

(End of this chapter)