"Your Majesty, I think that not only should we not kill Mo Wuji, we should also reward him handsomely," Prefecture Duke Han Chengan quickly stood up and said.
"Then why?" Situ Qian frowned slightly.
He had always disliked the Northern Qin Prefecture's Mo Clan. Now that the descendant of the Mo Clan had such a good healing drug, instead of offering it to the Cheng Yu State, he let everyone know about it. Regardless of whether Mo Wuji was scheming or had ulterior motives, he did not want to know. He would just kill him.
"Your Majesty, Mo Wuji's free contribution of the Nine Lives Healing Pill is beneficial to the country and its citizens. Before Mo Wuji took out this drug, you could kill him as you please. But now, you cannot kill him. If people knew that Mo Wuji gave out the Nine Lives Healing Pill for the benefit of the citizens, and he died because of it, it would not be good for the reputation of the Cheng Yu State.
On the other hand, if people were to find out that Mo Wuji had given away such an important item to the country just because this Nine Lives Healing Solution was beneficial to the lives of countless commoners, the King would not only spare Mo Wuji's death sentence, he would even reward him handsomely. Then, the Cheng Yu State would be more stable, and the citizens would be more united. "
After Prefecture Duke Han Chengan finished, he consciously retreated to one side.
His words were not very clear, but Situ Qian understood. Mo Wuji offended him, Situ Qian, and because Mo Wuji's actions were beneficial to the citizens, he did not pursue Mo Wuji's crimes, and even rewarded him handsomely. Then, Situ Qian's position would be even more stable, and he would receive more love from the citizens.
He did not care about the life or death of a small Mo Wuji, but he would not mind doing something like this to strengthen his position. What's more, things had already happened. Even a fool would know what to do if he chose to invite or ruin his reputation. Moreover, he could kill Mo Wuji at any time. When things settle down here, and everyone has forgotten about Mo Wuji, he could kill him at any time.
"Old Duke's words make sense. Men, bring Mo Wuji here." Situ Qian immediately understood the crux of the matter.
A moment later, a pale-faced young man with disheveled hair and dim eyes was brought into the hall.
This was the drug refiner who invented the Nine Lives Healing Pill?
Everyone was shocked by Mo Wuji's dispirited look. Under normal circumstances, drug refiners did not pay much attention to their appearance, but that was only when they were concocting drugs. In most cases, the clothing of an apothecary was very tasteful. Even if they were concocting pills, they shouldn't be like this right?
"Why are you still not kneeling?" The guard who brought Mo Wuji in saw Mo Wuji sizing up the situation in the hall in a daze and exclaimed softly.
Mo Wuji acted as though he did not hear anything, and continued to look around blankly. He didn't even know how to greet the king.
"You may leave. To be able to become an alchemist and do such a good thing for the country and the people, I will allow him to stand here and speak." Situ Qian waved his hand at the Imperial Guard and spoke in a pleasant tone.
After the guards left, Situ Qian looked at Mo Wuji and asked, "You are Mo Wuji?"
Mo Wuji seemed to have woken up from his daze as he looked at Situ Qian suspiciously. After a while, he cried out in surprise, "You are the King? Yes, yes, I am Mo Wuji. "
A minister standing on the left wanted to stand up and berate Mo Wuji, but was stopped by Situ Qian, "I heard that you invented the Nine Lives Healing Pill, a top grade healing pill. Can you tell me how you came up with it?"
He had heard of Mo Wuji going crazy before. After all, he was the legitimate successor of the Northern Qin Prefecture Lord, so he could still receive such news. It was just that he did not take it to heart. In other words, if Mo Wuji did not invent the Nine Lives Healing Pill, even if he died on the streets, he would not take it to heart.
If Mo Wuji was really a drug refiner genius, he could still make use of him if he did not kill him.
Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. He did not know that he just took a trip to the gates of hell. But now, the state lord would probably not kill him. He was tormented by the meridian expanding pill, and because he was afraid that penicillin would bring him bad luck, he found someone to print the recipe for penicillin overnight. He had not slept a wink, so it would be strange if he was in a good mood.
Entering the hall, his slightly dazed look was intentional. He was originally a crazy person, so it was understandable that he reacted half a beat slower.
"Your Majesty, that was what my father left me before he passed away. He said that if I could not even survive one day, I should take out the Nine Lives Healing Pill. Previously, I was stimulated by some false reputation, which caused me to lose my composure. After I recovered a little, I remembered what my father left me before he passed away, and I took it out to collaborate with Dan Han Drug Refinery. As for drug refinery, I have never learned it before. "Mo Wuji explained.
Situ Qian suddenly regretted not paying attention to this descendant of the Mo Clan earlier. With regards to Mo Wuji's words, he did not doubt them. This was because he knew that Mo Tiancheng was actually a drug refiner, so it was normal that Mo Wuji had never learned drug refinery. Was refining medicine something that anyone could learn? Mo Tiancheng was a drug refiner, and when he went missing, Mo Wuji wasn't even born yet, so how could he teach him?
"Then why did you print this recipe everywhere?" Situ Qian continued to ask.
Mo Wuji pretended to be slightly nervous as he said, "This recipe was originally left behind by my grandfather for my father to benefit the people of the prefecture when he inherited the throne. Even after my father passed away, I didn't have the chance to inherit the throne. In the past, I was too obsessed with my dream of becoming the Regional King, and in the end, I fell into a dead end. Now that my body has recovered a little, I know that my Mo Clan will no longer have the chance to inherit the Northern Qin Prefecture title. Therefore, I want to use this opportunity to promote the Nine Lives Healing Technique so that more people can live and accumulate some merit for my Mo Clan. "
Situ Qian nodded his head. Even though the Northern Qin Prefecture Lord had always belonged to the Mo Clan, When a new king ascended to the throne, he wanted to better control the county. Using this kind of method to benefit the people was the most suitable and the best way to increase his prestige and support. He believed 90% of Mo Wuji's words.
"If that's the case, then why did you cooperate with Dan Han Drug Refinery to sell this healing solution at a high price? After producing a batch, you chose to distribute the recipe? "Situ Qian stared directly at Mo Wuji as he asked this question.
Mo Wuji said with some fear, "I didn't even have enough to eat before, so how could I have the money to promote this healing solution? I am indebted to Owner Lu from Dan Han Drug Refinery, so I chose to produce a batch before distributing it for free. There are three reasons. Firstly, to have enough money to promote it. Secondly, to repay Owner Lu's kindness. Thirdly, to let more people know that the Nine Lives Healing Technique is a top grade healing medicine, and that I am not trying to be mysterious. "
Hearing Mo Wuji's answer, Situ Qian was even more regretful. He was only late by a day. If he had known about this a day earlier, this healing solution would not have been leaked.
Situ Qian forcefully put aside his unhappiness, and after a short pause, he said, "Mo Wuji, even though the Nine Lives Healing Solution was not invented by you, it is still your Mo family's contribution to Cheng Yu State. As the monarch of Cheng Yu State, I have decided to reward you. If you want to continue to inherit the Northern Qin Prefecture's throne, it is not impossible. "
When those who knew Mo Wuji heard this, they could only sigh at Mo Wuji's luck. It was really a case of 'intentionally planted flowers do not bloom, but unintentionally planted willows grow'. Previously, the Mo family fought for the throne. Mo Guangyuan died, and Mo Xinghe, who was crazy because of Mo Wuji, did not manage to obtain the throne. Now that Mo Wuji took out the Nine Lives Healing Solution, he easily obtained the throne.
Almost everyone thought that Mo Wuji would inherit the Northern Qin Prefecture's throne. After all, this fella had gone crazy for the throne. Even after going crazy, he still dreamed of becoming the Prefecture Lord.
Mo Wuji laughed coldly in his heart. If Situ Qian really wanted to give the Mo family the throne, then his cheap father would not have died in Rao Zhou City. Taking a step back, if he had gone crazy and agreed to inherit the Northern Qin Prefecture's throne, he would not have been far from death.
Let's not talk about whether he could leave Rao Zhou City and go to Northern Qin. Even if he could reach Northern Qin, he would not be able to become the Prefecture Lord alone with a Prefecture Lord's seal. Was he not tired of living? How could he forget about the incident where he was almost poisoned yesterday?
No matter who the culprit was, Mo Wuji was sure that even if he died, the Cheng Yu State King would not say a single word about it.
(This is because during the new book period, I can only update two times a day. If I update too many times a day, I will be removed from the new book list.)
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