Chapter 507

Lu Zijin didn't take advantage of the opponent's embarrassment to pursue the victory. As he wished, she took a step and stood beside him. She looked down at the hand still on his waist, and said with a smile, "Master Prime Minister wants me to stand Okay, but you refuse to let go, why is that?"

Hearing this, Ye Ming really withdrew his hand abruptly, and turned his face to the side stiffly.

Lu Zijin thought, why is Prime Minister Yeming so innocent.

After thinking about it, she was right, the prime minister was rigid and serious, sticking to his heart, so naturally he couldn't stand others treating him like this.

Her eyes drifted to the side, and she let out a snort, and saw a few distinctive leaves emerging from the weeds.

Lu Zijin bent down and jumped down the small slope, walking towards the place where the leaves grow.

The ground here is slippery, Yeming saw her running around recklessly again, and frowned to keep up: "What's wrong?"

"I saw a good thing." Lu Zijin leaned over to push aside the grass, followed the vines growing from the leaves, and found the plant growing on the ground. She waved her hand to let Ye Ming take a look, "Look."

Yeming also lowered his head, looking at the plants on the ground: "What is this?"

"Ginseng." Lu Zijin pulled out the wooden sword behind his back, and pressed the surrounding grass, so that the root could be seen more clearly.

Yeming frowned slightly: "Didn't you say that this is the exorcising ghost sword passed down from your ancestors, and you just use it like this?"

Lu Zijin raised his head, swept his waist, and said: "Then take out your knife and use it, anyway, my wood can't dig the soil."

Yeming: "..."

He really wanted to tell her that this is the Qinglong Baihu short spear bestowed by the emperor, just...for digging ginseng?

I didn't bring any sharp things with me, so I still used the short spear.

Naturally, women cannot be allowed to do this kind of heavy work, so Ye Ming took the lead in squatting down and digging up ginseng.

Lu Zijin also squatted beside him, and reminded softly: "Use the back of the knife, don't get rid of all the roots, it must be complete...it's precious."

Yeming: "... Isn't it just a ginseng? There are too many offerings in the palace."

Lu Zijin curled his lips: "That's different, I've seen this one for a thousand years."

Yeming's eyes fell on the ugly little thing that looked like dry wood that hadn't exposed its head yet: "This...how did you see it?"

"The nodes on the top are at least 800 years old anyway." Lu Zijin said, "I think the oldest ginseng in the palace is only 500 years old. Most of them are a hundred years old, but none of them are a thousand years old."

Yeming dug for a while, then suddenly realized: "This is what you said, something good happened in Dayu Mountain?"

Lu Zijin pursed her lips and smiled: "Maybe." She held her chin and continued, "If Prince Rong Yao's eyes are to be cured, there must be a medicine. This thousand-year-old ginseng is also a good thing."

Yeming raised his head suddenly: "That's why you proposed to come to Dayu Mountain?"

"No." Lu Zijin waved his hand, "I only calculated that something good happened here, but I don't know the exact event, and I don't know that what happened here will help Rong Yao."

Yeming: "..."

Well, he was thinking too much, thinking that she had spent a lot of effort in order to let Rong Yao recover as soon as possible.

Lu Zijin did forget it, but what she calculated was not that there was ginseng here, but something else.

"Rong Yun is back, he is in the capital now, I think he might make some moves." Lu Zijin said suddenly.

Yeming paused for digging ginseng, and his expression was startled: "When did you come back?"

"Yesterday."

 (Thanks to the monthly ticket of Liangchen, 60)

  
 
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