Because of the too easy way to deal with the assassin, Mo Chuchen's image became more and more bizarre in the team, some people said that he was a disciple of the divine doctor, some people said that he was a famous knight, in short, it did not match his weak scholar appearance at all.

It is precisely because there is such a great god that the people in the team finally don't have to be too scared, even if the human assassin comes to assassinate, whether he can kill it or not?

No, only half a month has passed, and there are already a lot of prisoner carts in their carriage team, and those are all assassins who have been captured alive.

The mastermind behind the scenes finally gave up his plan against Mo Chuchen after sending three or four groups of assassins, and after many assassinations failed.

A month later, Mo Chuchen successfully arrived at the imperial capital, and standing in the imperial capital, he clearly felt that the true dragon luck about Emperor Zhao had begun to gradually weaken.

Mo Chuchen didn't talk much nonsense, he was sent to the palace all the way non-stop, and he soon saw Emperor Zhao.

Compared with the high-spirited teenager before, the current Emperor Zhao was lying on the sickbed, his face was bloodless, and he looked like Ju Pingbai was dozens of years old.

Emperor Zhao's residence is a palace by a small lake, the windows are ventilated on all sides, the birds are singing and fragrant outside, the lake is sparkling, full of vitality, the house is gloomy, the smell of medicine is everywhere, and the so-called Son of Heaven is a bleak appearance that is about to die.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, you will be fine soon."

Mo Chuchen just glanced at Emperor Zhao, who was about to die, took out the pen and ink and began to write on the rice paper.

Emperor Zhao blinked, he wanted to speak, but he was so sick that he was weak, so he had to tilt his neck and look at the emaciated back of the young scholar.

"This prescription is one bowl three times a day."

After writing, he handed it over to the many imperial doctors who were watching next to him.

For the sake of Emperor Zhao's illness, the imperial doctors have not rested seriously for a long time, these imperial doctors have gray beards, and there are also many young faces, and now they don't look much better than Emperor Zhao.

"This prescription has never been seen before......."

The imperial physicians flocked over, looking at the prescriptions on the rice paper and puzzled.

The herbs above are unheard of and unseen.

"Go to the Treasure Pavilion and look for it, there must be."

The Treasure Pavilion that Mo Chuchen said was the place where the treasures that the vassal countries had dedicated to Emperor Zhao over the years were placed.

There are a lot of rare treasures in it, and some strange-looking plants or medicinal herbs are naturally in it.

"It's hard work, how is your majesty's situation? Your Majesty is suitable to go to court? ”

Out of the door, several courtiers who were waiting for news surrounded him.

After Emperor Zhao fell ill, almost all the power fell into the hands of these courtiers.

Their position is that they neither want Emperor Zhao to die, nor do they want Emperor Zhao to live too well.

Fortunately, Emperor Zhao couldn't hear their hearts, otherwise even if he wasn't sick, he would be so angry that he couldn't smoke it.

"Just wait for the good news."

Mo Chuchen hurriedly strode away.

"I heard that along the way, Divine Doctor Wei encountered many assassins, and I dare to ask, which sect of martial arts does Divine Doctor practice? It's so powerful! ”

These officials, palace maids, eunuchs, and so on were stunned to pester Mo Chuchen from entering the palace to leaving the palace.

The questions asked were more outrageous than the same, as if he had already tacitly assumed that he was a martial arts master.

"Adults, I'm laughing, Wei is just a scholar, where can he do any martial arts, don't ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, in full view of everyone, the young man in brocade jumped up, stepped lightly, and rode away with the wind, leaving the stunned crowd alone.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this young man named Wei Ce would not reveal the details, and they would not ask without interest, but the investigation still had to be investigated.

It's just that before anyone can investigate the reason, Emperor Zhao over there drank the medicine for a few days, and immediately recovered, not only can he walk on the ground, but he can also go to the morning court.

The ministers who took the rights back by Emperor Zhao once again expressed their great loss in their hearts, but they still had to squeeze out a smile of joy on their faces.

After three days of drinking the medicine, Emperor Zhao finally regained the spirit that a young man should have, and he also freed up his hands to deal with the assassins.

In this investigation, there are really a lot of people who want to harm him! In the half month after Emperor Zhao's illness recovered, many people were guillotined one after another because of the assassination.

Regarding this result, Mo Chuchen said that it was just a courtesy.

If it weren't for those powerful ministers who attacked him first, he wouldn't have thrown the evidence directly in Emperor Zhao's face.

Yes, when Emperor Zhao began to investigate the case, Mo Chuchen arrested some powerful ministers in the court.

To say, Emperor Zhao is not very soft-hearted, those who really want to harm him can't run away one by one, men and women are all sent to the frontier, for a while, it really quieted down many people.

Inside the Imperial Study

"Mr. Wei, what do you want for you to find out the evidence of those criminals so diligently?"

The young Emperor Zhao looked at the folds, his brows were furrowed, and in the face of these things that happened today, he actually felt puzzled in his heart.

In his view, everything is done with a purpose, and there is no kind of behavior in the world that is selfless and dedicated.

He was not so arrogant as to think that everyone in the world would listen to him as an emperor, especially about martial arts.

People in the martial arts have always scoffed at the emperor's decree, and it has become a daily life to violate the ban with martial arts.

So, why would a person like Wei Ce with strong martial arts be loyal to him?

"Of course, it's for the sake of an official position!" The answer to Emperor Zhao's residence was Mo Chuchen's scattered voice.

As soon as Emperor Zhao raised his head, he saw a white-faced scholar quietly appear in the imperial study without knowing when.

"A half-job?" Emperor Zhao immediately thought to those lucrative positions, life in the world, not for money, for power, even in the martial arts is very unavoidable.

Mo Chuchen sat on the side unhurriedly, eating the apricot blossom cake next to him, and replied: "Yes, Your Majesty looks at me, I am a scholar, since I am a scholar, I am naturally studying hard to win an official and a half-job, and I don't want any high-ranking officials, just that place in Nanzhou, be a Nanzhou Taishou or something." ”

"That's it?" Emperor Zhao didn't feel that the other party was a scholar at all, which family of scholars could kill one person in ten steps and not stay for a thousand miles? .

Especially recently sneaking into the homes of those sinners to find evidence, that is a guy called skillful.

"That's it." Mo Chuchen was determined.

"The people from that place in Nanzhou are fierce, and there are more martial arts people who don't obey discipline, are you sure you want to go over there?" Emperor Zhao asked again.

What he said is quite good, in fact, the situation in Nanzhou is that there is not much fertile land, there are too many tribes and aborigines, and the roads are almost closed by heavy snow in the severe cold of winter, which is really dangerous mountains and rivers, and usually those sinners who commit crimes are exiled to live in Nanzhou.

"That's nature, Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhao didn't know what Wei Ceqiu was doing for this official position, and the Taishou of Nanzhou listened to the high-minded, but those who could be assigned to Nanzhou as Taishou were often the ones who lost the struggle for power in the imperial city.

Where can you go but suffer, silver? I'm sorry, but the martial arts people and aborigines over there ignore the imperial court, and any tax payment is a floating cloud, so it's a big deal to rush to the xxx country next door overnight to live.

Emperor Zhao easily gave Mo Chuchen the position of Nanzhou Taishou, and then asked people to go south to Quancheng to announce the news, and by the way, he repaired Wei Ce's residence in Quancheng and hung a small plaque related to his official position.

This is the custom of the country, and those who are officials in other places need to hang a plaque of merit in their own home.

First, it is to explain the identity, and second, it is purely a face project.

In order to show his importance to Wei Ce, Emperor Zhao specially wrote a small plaque of Nanzhou Taishou and sent it to Quancheng.

Just when Mo Chuchen took his belongings and went to Nanzhou leisurely, his father-in-law, who was sent by Emperor Zhao to repair and hang a plaque, encountered an unprecedented problem.

It turned out that since the news of Wei Sangongzi becoming the Taishou reached Quancheng, the people of Quancheng were discussing, where should this small plaque of Taishou be hung? .

Although the third prince of Wei is a concubine, it is really promising!

Not only did he earn millions of silver by himself, but he also got a position of Taishou, which is a matter of honoring the ancestors!.

Some people think that the plaque should be hung in the Wei family's old house.

After all, how can there be a sign of glory on an unrelated house? .

But some people also think that Wei Sangongzi is just a concubine, not a concubine.

The place where he actually lives is not the Wei family's old mansion, and it is too strange to hang his fame in a place where he will not be able to live in his life.

The father-in-law of the year who listed the plaque pondered for a while, but decided to hang it on the manor that Mo Chuchen bought.

The future of the Wei family's old mansion belongs to the Wei family's son-in-law, and he doesn't think it's the right thing to hang the famous brand in someone else's house.

"That's not right! Father-in-law, even if Wei Ce becomes a Taishou, he is also a descendant of my Wei family, no matter how you say it, it should be to hang the card in the old house of the Wei family! ”

Wei Peng didn't dare to speak loudly to Father-in-law Nian, but bent his back, nodded and said his demands.

Father-in-law Nian didn't stop Wei Peng's nonsense, and said slowly in a sharp voice: "I originally thought so, but later, I thought again, this Lord Wei has been separated, and in the future, the old mansion of the Wei family will be the residence of your Wei family's sister-in-law, and it is really unseemly to hang up Lord Wei Ce's famous brand." ”

Wei Peng was wondering in his heart! The son-in-law is a useless person, if it weren't for the fact that the son-in-law inherited the family business since ancient times, he would have wanted to bring Wei Ce back.

There are two kinds of life, there are meritorious brands and those who do not have meritorious brands.

Without a famous brand, their Wei family is an ordinary merchant, and everything must be done according to the procedure.

If they hang up, they are Taishou's family, and they have different identities on the left and right.

Although the family members in the blood are inseparable, anyone with a discerning eye knows where to sell favors, right?

In the backyard of the Wei family, the second aunt listened to the maid listening to the news about Wei Ce outside.

She stroked her palms and smiled: "I didn't expect that I had been fighting in the backyard for so long, and the most outstanding one was the third room. ”

"Mother, what do you say?" Wei Lin came out of the roof and suddenly rushed to the side of the second aunt, raising a large puff of smoke and dust.

"Lin'er, promise to be a mother, and don't sprinkle so much ash here in the future." The second aunt was too disgraced to wipe her face with a handkerchief.

"Am I in a hurry? A few days ago, I received a flying pigeon from my third brother, saying that I was going to take my third aunt to Nanzhou, and asked me to ask my father what he meant. ”

"Then you go." The second aunt frowned: "What are you doing here?" ”

"It's not because my father is on Grandpa Nian's side, so I have to come to the house to wait for him." Wei Lin spread his hands helplessly.

The second aunt and Wei Lin chatted a little and drove the person to the front hall.

As soon as Wei Lin arrived in the front hall, he saw his old father talking to his second brother dressed as a scholar, and he was persuading him to work hard to gain fame.

"Daddy,......。" Wei Lin walked over and directly said his intention again.

"Ridiculous! There has been no such thing since ancient times! "Many of the first to oppose Wei Peng, who is a father, is the silent son-in-law - Wei Ran.

Wei Ran said angrily his words quoting scriptures, and was very opposed to the third aunt leaving the Wei Mansion: "Father, even if the family is divided, he is only a concubine, and he is not qualified to take the third aunt away!" And that place in Nanzhou is really not a good place to go...... ”。

"Okay, I'll ask your third aunt about this, you all shut up!." Originally, because of the estrangement of his third son, Wei Peng always felt unsteady in his heart, but in this matter, he didn't think there was anything bad, but felt that this was a good opportunity to get closer to his son.

It's just this matter, Wei Peng's abacus quickly went bankrupt, because the third aunt didn't want to go to Nanzhou at all, even if her son was out, she was still more willing to stay in the familiar land to live.

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Emperor Zhao originally just thought that Wei Cedang Taishou was just playing in the name of a name, after all, that place really couldn't be seen.

But he didn't expect that two months after Wei Ce went to Nanzhou, Wei Ce promoted cotton and potatoes, clothes made of cotton were cheap and warm, and the output of potatoes was huge, which directly filled the stomachs of many people, such as peppers, carrots, and onions opened up the markets of some small surrounding countries.

Even, he is quite accomplished in weapons.

Using the bow and arrow as a prototype, a weapon called the war crossbow was modified.

That thing is more convenient than a bow and arrow, and the destructive power is naturally stronger than that of a bow and arrow, and even a ten-year-old child can make a terrifying score.

For a time, the crossbow was in the top ten of the Jianghu weapons list.

Half a year later, more than half of the entire Nanzhou had developed in the direction of the normal capital under Wei Ce's management, and many caravans even began to venture to Nanzhou to do business, wanting to change.

A year later, when Emperor Zhao looked at Nanzhou, which was gradually smoothing out, his mood was complicated.

Emperor Zhao didn't expect that Wei Ce would be able to subdue all those who disobeyed discipline in Nanzhou.

Not only that, but he also took care of himself in an orderly manner, just looking at Nanzhou's taxes over the past year, it was hard to believe that it was actually from a martial arts master.

"Your Majesty, that Wei Ce is really a pillar, it's a pity to be in Nanzhou." Several henchmen looked at those achievements, and couldn't help but think in their hearts, wanting him to be transferred back to the imperial city.

"So, he should be in the Southern State." Emperor Zhao ignored the minister's proposal, he wanted to see what Wei Ce could turn Nanzhou into.