Song Qingming sighed: "The earthquake shattered, all the houses collapsed, and the people had nowhere to escape. It was so terrible. I survived the earth that year and saw that all the things were destroyed. Many people could not even find the corpses. I

I was wondering whether it could prevent earthquakes like floods."

Guo Shitong, who had blatantly mocked Song Qingming just now, stopped talking, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Song Qingming noticed that the atmosphere was a little stagnant and hurriedly said, "It's just my temporary words. I have thought about it, but I have never achieved anything. I have not made any progress in the earthquake."

Unfortunately, Qin Feng was a doctor after all, and the information he brought from later generations was limited. If he knew the detailed principles of the seismometer, he could properly disclose it to Song Qingming. Such a good official who cared about the people should shine and heat.

Qin Feng felt that he was too useless for the first time and comforted him: "The methods are all figured out by people. Lord Song has a very good way to prevent and control floods. Maybe one day he will open up his mind and achieve something in terms of earth movement."

Song Qingming grinned, and the prince-consort said just as he heard that, and he said, "Then my body?"

If Qin Feng used to be willing to show kindness to Song Qingming in order to do business with the Ministry of Works, he is now convinced by Song Qingming and really wants to take good care of him and let him live a long life.

Isn’t it said that a good person will not live long and will be harmed for thousands of years? This is not possible. Disasters can die early, so that people like Song Qingming will live longer.

Qin Feng picked up his pen and wrote two prescriptions for body care, one is the prescription and the other is the recipe.

The prescription is used to clear away the remaining poison, and the recipe is used for long-term conditioning. It is better to supplement the medicine than tonic.

Guo Shitong looked at him with a gaze, feeling that Qin Feng was much better at Song Qingming than himself, and groaned: "Last time, my dog ​​walnut was poisoned, why didn't you prescribe me a food supplement?"

"I clearly remember to mention it." Qin Feng said angrily.

Guo Shitong said again: "By the way, I heard that His Highness the Princess invested in Hongyulou? You said that this dynasty stipulates that those who follow the government cannot do business, but there is no restriction on the princes and daughters. As long as they invest real money, it doesn't matter."

Qin Feng knew that officials of this dynasty could not do business or accept bribes, at least in the open.

But in private, it is not uncommon for officials to invest in shares. The people above turned a blind eye to each other, but the taxes were higher and higher every year, and those taxes eventually entered the emperor's wallet.

This is the reason why the prince dares to make it public openly. The three imperial merchants are also considered the emperor's wallets. The prince also spent real money when he invested in the stock, just to avoid being caught with a handle. As for whether the three imperial merchants secretly return it, which one

know?

However, he and Xiao Lingyao had a real deal, and he didn't give her a discount for a single or a tael of silver.

Thinking about it this way, he is quite heartless.

"Your Highness wants to do business and play with her. She has been in the palace for so many years. Now she is like having freedom. Besides, she only pays some money and does not go to Hongyulou to manage the business. She will just give her dividends at the end of the year. I will just give her the money.

My wife earns some pocket money.”

Song Qingming and Guo Shitong rarely look at each other, and they sneer at the saying of making some pocket money. Who doesn’t know that Hongyulou is a gold-selling cave? How much does it cost in a year? When the princess gets the money at the end of the year, she will definitely be laughing so hard that she can’t close her mind.

Mouth.

When he heard Qin Feng call him a princess and daughter-in-law, he was like an ordinary young couple in the folk. Guo Shitong felt a little sad. He was worthy of being the princess who asked for a candidate for the princess himself. I like it. Seeing Qin Feng like this, he fell into it.

Yes, who doesn’t want to have a girl like a princess?

Song Qingming was stunned. He was not interested in these things. The matter of preventing earth from moving just now aroused his thoughts again, and his soul didn't know where he drifted.

When Long Qi and Feng Bao brought the food, it was still warm. Sauced specially picked some dishes that Qin Feng liked, and temporarily peeled a plate of fruit to deliver it. It was Qin Feng's suggestion that he would deliver fruits when eating in Yuchunlou.

Yes, order fruit after meals to relieve greasiness.

Because Yuchun Tower opened this, all the restaurants in Suicheng did.

Guo Shitong just wanted to eat free meals. He had eaten one meal and had another meal here. Even Song Qingming couldn't help it. He tasted several dishes later, but it was not as easy as Guo Shitong.

After a few things, I put down my chopsticks.

Jing Wuming had a very good meal. The prince-consort had no airs, so they lived in the same room. But the three masters gathered together to eat. A few of them opened a table next to them, and they were in the next seat. That's it.

Jing Wuming felt that the prince-consort was very different.

If it were someone else, they might be arrogant and arrogant, and they would work hard to marry their servants.

I have to say that the princess has a very good vision, even if she is a nominal prince consort, this person is very good.

Just after dinner, a sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside, and there were voices. Qin Feng was stunned. This Anding Mansion was given by the emperor. The location was very good, and it was quiet in the noise. I couldn't hear it.

A big noise.

Long Qi always loved the excitement, jumped out, ran back in a short while, and said loudly: "Hong Kong, parade!"

When Guo Shitong heard this, he pulled Qin Feng and said, "Let's go and have a look at the fun."

The group of people left Kunpeng Head Office in a mighty manner and came to the main street. They saw the common people standing on both sides, each with excitement. Many people climbed onto the trees and hung firecrackers on the trees.

After igniting, it snapped and snapped.

The scene is like the New Year. A horse carried a corpse slowly walking on the street. The corpse was wearing a prison clothes, but its limbs and head were exposed, full of scars of whipping or burning fire, and its flesh was turned open.

, terrible.

There were many soldiers holding swords in front of the horses, with a serious expression, and they were all majestic, looking quite righteous. Someone was holding a gong in front, walking a few steps, and then knocking it. I don't know what he was saying.

His voice was hoarse.

Guo Shitong grabbed a nearby person who was watching the fun and asked, "What's the situation?"

"The corrupt prefect of Bingzhou committed suicide because of his crime. He heard that His Majesty was furious and asked the corpse to parade on the street to serve as a warning to those officials. Just now, the people who came to Sui City in Bingzhou had fired fire on the street."

"I heard that the wife and daughter of the prefect were sent to Jiaofangsi to be official prostitutes. They used to be a local tyrant in Bingzhou, and they are today!"

For a moment, the crowd was infuriated and extremely happy. Some were applauding and some scolding, and they felt that this person was not to be cherished.

Qin Feng learned the details from Xiao Lingyao, thinking that Xiao Lingzhao, who was called away by Eunuch Hong in the Interior Office that day, was now staying in the East Palace obediently and had to be confined to three months. After Emperor Yuan spoke, the Bingzhou prefect would undoubtedly die.

Suicide fearing guilt? Qin Feng shook his head like a rattle in his heart, not necessarily, not necessarily.
Chapter completed!