Chapter Fifty-Six: The Donkey Skill Goes to Appreciate the Snow

If you can find an unlucky person like Li Ben, with the right identity and status, to be this substitute ghost, it will be perfect, you just need to let this substitute ghost mention it in front of the public, and please make Liu Ji the prince, you can achieve your goal, but the key is where to find this person? Li Guangli is upside down, and Li Yannian is not suitable, hey, why is he not suitable? Well, forget it. He was a eunuch who stayed in the palace all day long with Mrs. Li, and it was difficult for him to make small moves without being discovered by Mrs. Li.

Xue Qing brought Qiu Xiang here, in the last battle against Queen Chen, Qiu Xiang felt that she and Xue Neisi had formed a deep comradeship, the key is to move your mouth, run errands, and get dozens of gold, how cost-effective is this deal, I have long been holding back and wanting Xue Qing to rectify a few more people, but unfortunately Xue Qing never came back when she left the palace.

Xue Qing first asked if there were any sequelae in the last Nagato Palace singing competition, Qiu Xiang told her, nothing else, that is, Mrs. Li later knew that the little palace maids under her hand collected money to participate in the competition, and found a reason to transfer these palace maids away, and then there was no news of these palace maids, and I don't know if they are dead or alive.

Xue Qing was a little unhappy in her heart, this blood debt of Lord Yama will not be counted on her head, right, is there Lord Yama? If you have the ability, you can strike a thunderbolt and split me back into a harmonious society, you come.

Xue Qing doesn't know if there are any doubts left in Emperor Wu's heart in the Changmen Palace singing competition, if he kills Chen Ajiao, he subconsciously wants to forget that unbearable emotional experience, then it's okay to say, but Emperor Wu has so many eyes, he won't have a trace of doubt in his heart, why did Chen Ajiao sing again?

If you can arouse his suspicions, and then lead the troubles to Mrs. Li, will it work?

Forget it, why did Mrs. Li secretly deal with the dozen or so palace maids, instead of publicizing this matter? That's because there is no evidence for this matter, there is no basis for what he said, and it is not clear if he really makes trouble, after all, he is a person in his palace, so Mrs. Li consciously swallowed the fly.

It's not too wise to bring up this matter again at this time, so forget it.

Qiu Xiang, this guy, don't look like it's just a little palace maid, but he has been in the palace for many years, and the court, as long as he is a Beijing official, as long as he often enters the palace and goes to court, he basically knows everyone. I also have some understanding of the various factions, no way, living in the palace, don't die one day and provoke no one knows.

Sure enough, Mrs. Li has no power of her own in the foreign dynasty at all, she has a natural shortcoming in this regard, she was born in a commoner, there are no social relations and family property in the family, one elder brother is a eunuch, and a younger brother was originally a Lang official, and now he is sent to Huainan It seems that he has served as a county lieutenant, which is equivalent to the county public security chief and the head of the armed forces.

has no money, no brothers, relying on the monthly money given by the Shaofu, how much is that? When the emperor is happy, the reward is not enough to recruit troops and buy horses, the key is that the emperor likes you and gives you a hairpin, which is very valuable, you sell it, take it to find soldiers and horses to buy, the next time the emperor asks, what about things, you can only lose it.

In fact, the jewelry rewarded by the emperor, the concubines who did not wear it on their heads all day long, waited for the emperor to see it and said, "This thing that His Majesty rewarded the concubines with is good porridge, and they wear it every day."

Last time, it was Chen Ajiao who gave the money, otherwise where would he Li Guangli find so many rivers and lakes to intercept and kill Xue Qing. If you don't have money, there will be someone to sell your life.

This is a vicious circle, because his son has a small chance of winning the heir, so no one is optimistic about her, no one is optimistic about her, no one is optimistic about her, no one will donate money to her, and if there is no money, you can't buy more people.

Xue Qing is sad to death, this Mrs. Li's popularity is bad enough, why is there no one in the foreign court. It's pathetic.

It's a desperate plan, just ran aground, Xue Qing was entangled, recalling the little historical knowledge in her mind, this Mrs. Li died young, it seems that in the past few years, it should be faster, how good it would be to die early.

Hey, why couldn't she die early, why couldn't she, although history has a huge inertia, if it's just an insignificant bump along the same path, it doesn't hurt.

Mrs. Li in history, when she died, she was described as withered, and her face was no longer there, so she didn't want to show it to the emperor, could it be some kind of disfiguring disease? Syphilis, smallpox, lupus erythematosus? Well, it seems that there is no syphilis these days, and the others are too difficult to operate.

Could it be because she is sick and out of shape, it's not disfigured, it's just not good-looking, and all the diseases are about the same when they finally die.

Well, get her a disease, it's not easy to treat, it's not easy to treat in this era, is it infectious? Only by contagion, can she be controlled, and she can get sick smoothly, and she must have a way to control it, so that the epidemic will not lose its control.

Damn, it's very difficult, medical knowledge is more scarce than historical common sense, I only know that tetanus was cured by penicillin, but where can penicillin be refined, I know that malaria can be used with golden chicken frost information, what is this golden chicken frost, what is this golden chicken frost, the hen is still on the rooster.

This thing is unreliable, and the biochemical weapons are too despicable, but the key is that the old lady is not studying medicine. There are no over-the-counter medications here.

Xue Qing was upset, her whole brain was mush, all kinds of strategies quickly took shape, and they were quickly extinguished, and it didn't take long for her brain to be chaotic, and she was in an uproar.

It's already evening, and Xue Qing decides to go to the Imperial Garden to blow the cold wind before it gets dark, maybe a good idea will blow out.

Qiu Xiang originally wanted to follow, but Xue Qing didn't let her, since she returned to the palace, she could still let Mrs. Li assassinate her, she dared to break the net, don't blame Wei Qing for breaking the kettle, if she really dared to tear her face, the problem would be easier to handle.

The snow slowly stopped, and occasionally a few snowflakes swirled and fell, and all kinds of trees had already lost their leaves, and even the branches were covered with a layer of white Yaya.

The plum blossoms in the distance have bloomed, and the stars of red are coming out of the white snow, and a little fragrance can be vaguely smelled, Xue Qing can't help but wrap her fur tightly and walk forward.

I haven't seen Zhen Huan's biography, but when I changed the channel, I glanced at it, it seemed that Sun Li secretly ran to the plum garden to enjoy the snow, but was accidentally seen by the emperor or the prince, and then he was not ashamed or impatient What happened in the snow.

Did the old lady remember wrong? This is not important, walking in the plum blossoms, it is cold to the bone, but it is fragrant. The whole person is comfortable, the snow in Chang'an is not as cold as the snow in Beijing, but it is a bit poetic.

There are no popular poets now, and the ancient poems are all folk songs, and Mrs. Li and his brother Li Yannian are specially responsible for collecting them. In the past, only Qu Yuan was a poet.

Now there is no epidemic of tuberculosis ghosts come to enjoy the snow, spit out two mouthfuls of blood on the brocade pa, and then chant poems against each other, thinking about that scene is also drunk.