From eunuch to emperor

Mei'er took back the purse, and the hall master Yin Rou told her to forget about it, don't worry about it.

After a short period of chaos, the medicine shop street quickly restored order.

Yin Rou brought Meier to buy a lot of rare medicinal materials on Yaopu Street, loaded them into a carriage, and transported them all to Lanzhitang sub-helm at the south gate.

The battle in the south was very fierce. The Dragon Gang used the entire Central Plains as the rear, and used the accumulated wealth to continuously purchase war preparation materials and send them to the Rhinoceros City ahead.

The yard of the sub-helm is full, Yin Rou is standing upstairs, and Meier is holding the ledger, counting each item.

"Three carts of realgar!"

Mel yelled from the second floor.

Next to the carriage below, a man responded loudly: "Three carriages of realgar!"

Meier shouted again: "Ten cars of sulfur!"

Another man at the bottom responded, "Ten chariots of sulfur!"

After the supplies were counted one by one, Yin Rou ordered the train to start tomorrow morning.

"Master, I will escort the car tomorrow."

Meier put away the ledger, Yinrou saw that Meier's expression was a little pale, and said, "Seeing your complexion is not good, let Shanhu escort the car."

Meier felt a little dizzy and said, "That's fine."

Yin Rou said: "Go and rest quickly."

Mel put away the ledger and went back to her room.

The dizziness became more and more intense, and Meier muttered, "What's going on..."

After taking off her shoes and taking a sip of water, Meier fell asleep with a quilt covering her head.

...

Huayi Lane to the west of Jinling City.

This is where the poor in Jinling City live, and the houses are low and narrow.

It's not as cold as in the north, but it's close to the big river, so it's damp and cold in winter, and the feeling of gloomy and cold penetrates into the bone marrow.

A man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a medium build and many acne marks on his face, walked into Huayi Lane and stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

Gently pushing open the door, a hoarse voice came from inside.

"Is Pu'er back?"

"Mother, I'm back."

The man's name was Zhao Pu, and he was the guy who stole Mei'er's purse on Yaopu Street just now.

He was a clerk in an inn. Because his mother was sick and needed money to buy medicine, he stole some money from the inn.

After the shopkeeper found out, he beat Zhao Puchou and drove him out.

The old lady's illness cannot be short of medicine, and Zhao Pu couldn't find anything to do, so he had to steal money in crowded places.

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

The house was low and dark, and Zhao Pu lit an oil lamp.

Under the dim light, an old face with gray and disheveled hair, cloudy eyes, and wrinkled face was reflected. The body was covered with an old quilt, and it was unknown whether it was warm or not.

There was a four-legged table next to the bed, the table top was extremely dirty, two bowls were stacked on top of each other, and medicine foam remained in one bowl.

"I still have a stomachache, but it's not getting better."

"You came back so early today, won't your boss tell you?"

This old woman is Zhao Pu's mother, Zhao Lishi, and she still doesn't know about Zhao Pu's dismissal.

Every day, Zhao Pu left early and returned late, pretending to be still working in the inn to hide from his old mother.

"There aren't many customers today, so I'll be back first."

"I grabbed some medicine and decocted it for my mother."

Zhao Pu walked to the back, and a little skylight leaked from a small hole above his head, illuminating the narrow space.

A dilapidated tandoor, which was hooped several times with vines, barely held together.

Picking up a gourd scoop, scooping water from a pottery tank into an old medicine jar, put a pack of medicinal materials in, grabbed some firewood and lit the stove, Zhao Pu squatted on the ground and slowly fanned the medicine to cook.

The smoke from the firewood had a slight woody smell, and Zhao Pu stared at the medicine jar in a daze.

His stomach growled, and Zhao Pu remembered that he hadn't eaten all day.

Along with the pangs of hunger, there was also a pain in the stomach.

Picking up the clothes, there was a blue and black footprint on the belly, which was left by Meier.

"My little girl has so much strength..."

Zhao Pu put down his clothes, ignoring the injury on his stomach.

People are like this, if you have money to treat diseases, you don't have money to take it hard.

Money is not everything, but it can buy life.

Leaning against the wooden wall, Zhao Pu looked at the roof, through the broken roof, looking at the sky outside in a trance.

The lives of other people are rich and powerful, and their own lives are like insects.

On the way back, I heard that Mr. Shu told the story of King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, from a small eunuch to commanding the world's soldiers and horses, such a legendary experience.

Do you want to go to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and become a eunuch? Even if you can't become rich and powerful, at least you can have enough food and support your old mother.

The smell of the medicine entered his nostrils, and Zhao Pu came back to his senses, only to find that the medicine had been cooked.

Carefully wrapped the handle of the medicine jar with clothes, slowly poured out the medicine juice, and filled more than half of the bowl.

Putting down the medicine jar, carefully picking up the bowl, and returning to the room, Mrs. Zhao Li leaned against the bed.

"Mother, the medicine is ready."

Zhao Pu sat on the edge of the bed and slowly fed the old mother with a spoon.

The medicine was very bitter. After Zhao Lishi finished drinking it, Zhao Pu immediately poured a bowl of cold water to rinse his mouth.

"Mom is hungry..."

After drinking the medicine, Zhao Li felt hungry.

"Mother is waiting at home, I'll go find something to eat."

Zhao Pu put down the bowl and lightly blew out the oil lamp.

Come out of the house, the sky is still bright outside.

Looking up at the sky, Zhao Pu felt a little dazzling.

Scratching his neck, Zhao Pu felt his neck was burning.

"Young lady's hands are really poisonous."

The neck was pinched by Mei Er, almost crushing the throat bone, Zhao Pu felt a little scared after thinking about it.

In the future, you can't be reckless in stealing money, you must find someone who is weak.

But Meier and that woman look very weak...

Thinking as he walked, Zhao Pu reached the main street, and there was a steady stream of people and vehicles.

"Hurry up and find something to eat, I'm going to faint from hunger..."

Zhao Pu felt dizzy, his legs were weak...

puff...

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhao Pu fell to the ground, his skin oozing blood continuously.

When the passers-by saw it, they screamed in fright: "He's dead, he's dead!"

Pedestrians and business travelers avoided him one after another, and Zhao Pu soon turned into a pool of blood, soaking through his clothes.

"Report to the officer, quickly report to the officer!"

The people from the government soon arrived and dispersed the onlookers.

"Liu Butou, what's going on? This death is so scary."

A policeman opened Zhao Pu's clothes, which were soaked in black blood.

"Don't touch it! Who knows what poison it is!"

The policeman was so frightened that he wiped his hands in a hurry, and said with a chuckle, "No way, I just touched it."

Liu Butou got up and asked the people around him, "Who knows this person?"

A man said: "His name is Zhao Pu, he lives in Huayi Lane, his hands and feet are usually dirty, he may have been poisoned to death."

Liu Butou heard that he was a thief, so he didn't care much.

Liu Butou ordered: "Shovel up the corpse and throw it into the river. Don't touch it. Rinse it with strong wine and wash it clean!"

This Liu Butou has some experience and knows how to wash with strong alcohol to prevent contamination from any unclean things.

The police will do so immediately.

After ordering his subordinates to clean up the scene, Butou Liu took them back.

Jinling City is so big, there are many cases, a thief's death is like trampling an ant to death, as long as the roads are not dirty, everything is easy to talk about.

Li Xiannan happened to pass by on horseback, and asked a question, and the general behind him asked, saying that a thief had been poisoned to death.

Li Xiannan ignored it and rode back to Liushou Mansion.