The prince of heaven only wants salted fish

Jicheng: "..."

He immediately put the mechanical flying kite on the table as if nothing had happened, picked up the tea cup and took a few sips, as if he was not the one who broke the thing just now.

The craftsman who saw the fruits of his labor being violently demolished said: "??!"

He immediately carried his bag of flying kites and rushed down to the teahouse: "Master, why did you break my flying kites?!"

In just a few seconds, Jicheng had stabilized his mood. He smiled apologetically at the craftsman and made a gesture of invitation: "I'm sorry, brother, your wooden kite is really exquisite, even with real birds. Duorang, I was also curious for a moment...I don’t know how much it will cost, so I can pay it to you."

He spoke politely, and the craftsman's expression softened a lot: "It's just some grotesque skills that don't deserve the praise of a young master. How are you going to pay for this flying kite, which costs fifty cents a piece?"

Fifty coins, even in Daning Capital, is considered a day or two's expenses for a relatively wealthy family of three. No wonder those adults took their children and left.

Jicheng said with a smile: "I happen to have some small money with me. Please come upstairs and I will pay you in person."

After hearing this, the craftsman was not as cautious as ordinary civilians facing nobles. He picked up the bag and walked into the tea house, and then went straight to the second floor.

At this time, Jicheng had already poured a cup of tea opposite him: "Sir, please have a seat."

The craftsman waved his hand: "Forget it, we old men can't drink such precious things, and it will also waste the master's time. The master has paid the money, and I will go down immediately so that we can do business."

Jicheng pushed the damaged flying kite to the middle of the table: "I just took a look at it. The mechanism of this wooden kite is really exquisite. No wonder it sells for such a price. Is this what you usually sell for a living, sir?"

The craftsman replied: "There are also some other gadgets, but the business is not very good, so I occasionally help the neighbors to repair some household items, improve water wells, etc... Master, you'd better give me the money quickly."

Jicheng took out a small piece of broken silver from his money bag.

The craftsman was startled, but did not accept it in a hurry: "Master, is this too much?"

Jicheng said calmly: "I still have some doubts. I want to ask Mr. to help me with the extra money. Mr. is so skilled in craftsmanship. He should go to the big family to make sacrifices and develop some clever things for their young ladies." Isn’t it easier to sell flying kites on the street that ordinary people can’t afford?”

When the craftsman heard what he said, his face turned cold: "Looking at the young master's clothes, I guess he has an extraordinary background. Don't you know the world of Daning now? The emperor is weak, the regent is in power, and the official families are busy fighting for power and profit. , plundering people’s wealth and anointing from the people, but they don’t care about the Northern Xia Kingdom at all.”

"The people of Northern Xia are ferocious and barbaric. They don't take the lives of us Daning people seriously. They fight on the border with fear every day. Those in the capital are also worried about being oppressed by those officials."

He sneered and said: "Although I am just a common citizen, I still disdain to do their offerings and research things for them to play with!"

After the craftsman finished speaking, he turned around and left: "Young master's tea is good, and the silver is enough, but it's not what I can afford. I'll take my leave."

"——Then what if it's not something to study for fun?" Jicheng's voice sounded at the same time.

The craftsman paused in his steps and turned around with some confusion.

The smile on Jicheng's face did not change, and he nodded slightly towards the craftsman: "I have heard about Mr. Wenren for a long time, and when I saw him today, his accomplishments in mechanisms are indeed extraordinary."

The craftsman was surprised and said: "Do you know that I——?"

Jicheng said: "Since you have come to the door, you must have done enough homework."

He smiled and asked: "Sir, you don't want to be a worshiper of those big families and study things for them, so you are willing to hide in the market. But I think you are going to the streets to sell this flying kite - your ambitions should be more than that. ?”

This flying kite is so small that it can only be used as a child's toy - but what if it is enlarged ten times or a hundred times?

There are no airplanes in this backward ancient world, and the concentration of spiritual energy is not enough, so there is no possibility of cultivation. If we can really make a thing that can take people flying...

Jicheng said: "As you said, the Northern Xia was cruel and turned the people of Ning into two-legged sheep. However, the Ning court was weak and now it is deeply involved in internal fighting, making it even more difficult to resist. Don't you want to make it yourself?" Can the things that come out be used on the battlefield to protect the people of Daning? "

He didn't speak loudly, at least no one else in the teahouse noticed.

Wen Renen's face was filled with shock: "...who are you?"

Jicheng smiled and said: "Who I am is not important for now. What is important is what you think, Mr. Wenren."

"I know it's too hasty to ask you to make a decision now, so you can think about it carefully after you go back today," he said meaningfully, "If you are willing to give it a try, just come to this teahouse and let me know this time tomorrow. ”

Jicheng pushed the broken wooden kite and broken silver over again: "Sir, I will accept this silver as well. I am not short of silver. The conversation you had with me today is worth this amount."

Wen Renen was silent for a long time, put away the broken wooden kite and silver one by one, silently made a farewell gesture towards Jicheng, and then left with his things.

Jicheng drank tea leisurely for a while, walked around the street again, and ate all his dinner outside. After the sun set, he slowly returned to the palace.

As soon as he returned, he saw a figure wearing a python suit standing in front of his bedroom.

At this time, the sky had darkened, and candles were lit everywhere in the palace. The slight light revealed made this man's face particularly ugly - or maybe it was because his face was already ugly: "Your Majesty is in the palace. You’re living a pretty cool life outside, aren’t you?”

Jicheng said modestly: "The emperor's uncle is overly praised, so it's just so-so."

Li Heng: "..."

Do you really think I'm complimenting you? !

Li Heng said in a bad tone: "Your Majesty is still young, and the emperor can understand that he occasionally sleeps and plays, but you have not been in court for half a month, and now you run out of the palace to play - I heard the eunuch in your palace say, Have you been like this for a long time? How can this be spread?"

He said sternly: "Do you know that there are bad rumors outside the palace now?"

"Uncle Huang wanted to come and talk to you today, but he ended up waiting here for almost a whole day!"

——At this point, he was no longer worried that Jicheng was causing trouble, he was just angry that he had waited so long!

Ever since he got the Tiger Talisman and took most of the political power into his own hands, no one dared to let him wait like this! !

Ji Cheng lowered his head, seeming a little ashamed of being refuted by Li Heng.

Seeing that his rebuke had an effect, Li Heng was finally satisfied.

However, just when he was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory, and try to beat the opponent's mind a little more, Jicheng suddenly raised his head, with mist even appearing in his eyes: "Uncle! My nephew can no longer hide this from you!"

Li Heng's temples jumped as he didn't know why there was such a turn of events.

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Just listen to Jicheng say: "The reason why my nephew can't sleep well at night and hides out during the day is because the palace is haunted!"

Li Heng: "Haunted, haunted?"

Jicheng nodded vigorously, his expression becoming quite frightened: "During the Shangsi Festival more than half a month ago, didn't an assassin die? Since then, the palace has been haunted!"

Li Heng subconsciously yelled: "Absurd!"

But then he remembered the corpse fraud that had been reported that day, and he began to feel a little panicked for no reason.

Jicheng was still describing vividly: "Really! From that day on, my nephew would have nightmares every night, it was the ghost of the assassin!"

"And sometimes supernatural events happen in my dormitory! There is often an inexplicable thud! It's like the sound of the assassin falling to the ground!"

It happened that a gust of wind blew by at this time, and Li Heng's heart skipped a beat unconsciously. Then he looked at the emperor's bedroom behind him and felt a little frightened: "Ji'er, did you hear wrongly?"

"Impossible!" Jicheng said resolutely, "My nephew heard it clearly! And the ghost of the assassin in the dream is still chasing me! It is haunted!"

"My nephew is tortured by this nightmare, so he can't sleep well at night and can't get up in the morning," Jicheng said pitifully. "I often hear that weird sound during the day, so I don't dare to stay in the palace any longer. , so I went out to avoid the limelight.”

Li Heng: "..."

This sounds reasonable but not very reasonable?

He stabilized his mind, and then said seriously: "Ji'er, the palace is where the emperors of all generations have been, and you are protected by the dragon's energy, how can you hit a ghost? What's more, the assassin is still here to kill you, even if there is a ghost, it will happen I don’t dare to intrude on you.”

Jicheng sighed in distress: "Uncle Huang, what you said makes sense, but it really happened... But when you said this, Uncle Huang, I remembered that the ghost of the assassin didn't seem to come to seek my life. , when he was chasing me in the dream, he kept shouting the word "injustice"?

Li Heng's heart jumped again, but he suppressed it and sneered twice: "He wants to assassinate you, how can he be wronged?"

After saying this, Li Heng advised again: "In the opinion of the emperor, Jier, you just saw the dead people, were a little scared, and had a nightmare. It's just a matter of asking the imperial doctor to prescribe two soothing medicines. In any case, you can't go to court this time." No more delays.”

Jicheng nodded: "Uncle, what you said makes sense! This is not the way to go!"

The next second he changed the topic: "Well, uncle, you can stay with me in the palace tonight, so I won't be so scared! Then I can go to the morning court tomorrow!"

Li Heng: "?"

Jicheng was still happily analyzing: "You are mature and stable, and you are immune to evil spirits. The assassin came from your palace. If he betrayed you, he would definitely not dare to face your old boss! Are you right?"

Li Heng: "Although this is the truth..."

"Then it's settled!" Jicheng shouted, "Xiaoluzi! Go and clean up the palace for the emperor's uncle. If the emperor's uncle has anything left at the regent's palace, go and get it!"

"By the way, let's go outside the palace and invite a troupe back! We want the best!"

Li Heng: "..."

Wait, he understands the previous orders, why are you inviting the troupe? ?

Soon, after nightfall, Li Heng understood what Jicheng wanted to do by inviting the opera troupe.

The stage was set up, the lanterns were hung, the gongs and drums were tinkling, and the actors sang at the top of their lungs -

He didn't know if he could gather enough popularity to scare the ghost away from coming out, but it was true that it would make him unable to sleep at all! !