Farmer’s Blessed Girl

After thinking about it, Zhou Man decided to send a copy to Xiao Yuanzheng, and by the way, send him the detailed method of making it. It's a multi-pronged approach. Maybe the capital will produce results sooner?

Xiao Yuanzheng didn't expect Zhou Man to write him another letter and send something. He just received the official document and letter from her today.

The former is a public business, the latter a private matter.

Xiao Yuan hesitated for a while between the book and the letter, and decided to open the letter first. With psychological preparation, he could withstand whatever she wrote in the book.

At this time, the emperor also received a letter from Zhou Man. Well, he entered the palace with Mingda's letter.

In fact, if it weren't for Mingda's letter, Zhou Man's private letter would not have reached the emperor so quickly.

Do you really think that anyone can write a private letter to the emperor?

Do you really think that the emperor will read the private letters sent to him by outsiders every day?

Regardless of whether he is the emperor, there are still many people who send him letters. For example, the patriarch of the Wang family likes to write letters to discuss chess skills with the emperor.

Although the emperor didn't like to talk chess with people in the air, but in order to maintain each other's feelings, he occasionally took a look and wrote back.

But he was very passive and slack at work, and all the private messages he received were thrown aside, and he would take a look when he was in a bad mood, or when he was in a good mood and had a good time.

If Zhou Man and Bai Shan's letters hadn't always come back with Mingda's, the emperor would have deliberately picked their letters to read first, and he wouldn't have read them in time.

At this time, there were two letters in front of the emperor. He glanced back and forth between them several times, and finally he looked at his daughter first, not only because it was his daughter, but also because Zhou Man would write to him. There will be no nonsense, maybe someone will have to be called to discuss things in the end, so let's look at the girl first.

This letter from Mingda is a greeting letter. By the way, she is safe, telling the emperor that she is doing well in Qingzhou...

The emperor read it with a smile, and after receiving the letter, he went to open Zhou Man's letter.

Gu Zhong served tea to the emperor, stood by and quietly looked at his face, saw the smile on his face disappear little by little, and slowly sat upright with a relaxed posture...

But Gu Zhong, who was familiar with the emperor, knew that he was not angry, but valued.

Gu Zhong lowered his eyes and stood aside when he heard the emperor tap the table with his fingers, and there was a sound of flipping the paper. After a while, he said, "Go to Xuanxiao Yuanzheng and the Minister of Engineering, no, please bring the minister."

Gu Zhong responded, bowed and stepped back.

The emperor flipped Zhou Man's letter back and forth, made a little point on the efficacy of the new drugs, and glanced at her outlook behind.

Although there is a feeling of talking big and drawing big cakes, Zhou Man usually gives people this feeling, but they can't deny that she is really reliable.

Even if this is a painted pie, it is worth the emperor to open his mouth to nibble, not to mention that this may not be a fake pie, but a real one with meat fillings!

Xiao Yuanzheng got the two paintings handed over by the emperor, and only then did he know that Zhou Mandu had his mind on the emperor.

The emperor asked him, "Is the new medicine that Zhou Man said in the letter really that powerful?"

Xiao Yuanzheng could only bow and say, "I haven't seen the new medicine mentioned by Lord Zhou, so I dare not draw a conclusion, but considering the person of Lord Zhou, she should not exaggerate."

The emperor pondered, "If the new medicine can really suppress the intrusion of external evils into the wound, then the casualties on the battlefield will be further reduced."

Xiao Yuan is the doctor, thinking more, said: "Not only that, if this medicine is really as Zhou lord said, it will be effective for some cough, lung, and even visceral diseases caused by external evils entering the body."

The emperor and the minister of the Ministry of Industry who was in attendance:  …

"However, Lord Zhou also said that the new drug has just been made, and its efficacy has not been tested, and the drug itself has risks, so it cannot be abused."

The emperor said: "Let Zhou Man send some medicine back, and the Imperial Physician's Office will test the medicine in the capital."

There are many death row prisoners in Beijing, and there are many patients of various kinds. The speed of testing drugs is much faster than that of Qingzhou.

Xiao Yuanzheng thought so too, but wasn't he called before he had time to write a letter?

But it's better to call him, Xiao Yuan is taking a look at Han Shangshu, it's better than going to the Ministry of Industry to find someone to study the syringe.

The emperor is here, it is convenient, and he does not need to be a bastard.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanzheng directly held Zhou Man's syringe and said: "However, Master Zhou said that this medicine has not been developed for the time being, but liquid injection into the body works, so this tool is also very important. "

The emperor looked at Han Shangshu.

After listening for a long time, Han Shangshu, who had no idea why he was called to audit the development of new drugs by the Imperial Physician Office, finally knew why he was here, he was silent for a while, and had to step forward and bow in response: "I will try my best to come here. ."

The emperor's face sank, and he said solemnly: "It's not to do my best, but to do it."

He stared at Han Shangshu with a cold light in his eyes, "There is already a magic medicine, if it can't be used because the tools are not available, I... I will vomit to death!"

Not to mention the emperor, even Han Shangshu felt nauseous just thinking about it, so he silently responded.

The emperor only talked about another matter. He slowly took out another painting and asked Xiao Yuanzheng, "Is the tree above this medicine?"

Xiao Yuanzheng looked at it carefully and then shook his head, "I haven't seen it before."

The emperor frowned, "This was painted by Zhou Man, and he said he was looking for this kind of tree. If anyone can find it, he will give the other person a place to consult her. I think this is a very important medicinal material?"

Xiao Yuanzheng remembered what Zhou Man's letter had written, and couldn't help but ask, "Don't you mean that all creatures she has never seen are included in it?"

Emperor: "...Oh, did she write to you too?"

That's right, she also asked him and the pharmacist and farmers he knew to promote it, saying that she would not refuse anyone who came, and if you didn't want the number of consultations, you could ask for money.

She will give money depending on the preciousness of the creature sent, and she can accept it for less than 100,000 yuan.

Xiao Yuanzheng almost suspected that she was embezzling and taking bribes. Otherwise, where would she get so much money? With such a wealth of money, she might give 100,000 yuan for one item. How much money would she have to give if she sent a hundred or ten items?

The emperor touched his chin. Why is Zhou Man so enthusiastic recently?

Isn't she pregnant, and she is either researching new drugs, or looking for drugs all over the world?

That's right, from the emperor's point of view, what Zhou Man was looking for was medicine, and what she said were plants and animals she had never seen before, the emperor moved in his heart and asked, "I heard that Zhou Man has been writing a pharmacopoeia, which records All the drugs she's ever seen?"

Xiao Yuanzheng also moved in his heart. He lowered his eyes and pondered. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. This is something that has a long history.

Xiao Yuan became more serious, and bowed his hands with a serious face, "I will do my best to help Lord Zhou."

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