Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

Refining several elixirs at once is completely boring.

Zhu Zhankan prepared to refine all the required elixirs at once.

The process of refining the elixir is indeed a bit troublesome, so you should only do it once when refining the elixir.

"But, Grandpa Huang." Zhu Zhankan asked with some doubts, "Have you not guided the spiritual energy into your body yet?"

Zhu Zhankan felt that something should not be done. The person sitting opposite was Emperor Yongle.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was resurrected with spiritual energy, and he was protected by a golden dragon of good fortune.

The Luck Golden Dragon has the effect of speeding up cultivation.

Although the Ming Dynasty has not yet built the Yun Dynasty, and the functions related to the Yun Dynasty have not been fully developed, it is still no problem for the Qi Luck Golden Dragon to speed up the cultivation speed of the dynasty master.

Moreover, the rules of the Luck Golden Dragon restricting the emperor's cultivation were broken by Zhu Zhankan.

How come there is no progress in spiritual practice?

When Zhu Di heard what his grandson said, he felt a little unhappy. Why is this grandson so bad at chatting?

What does it mean that the spiritual energy has not been introduced into the body yet?

This is called strategically adjusting the training time, do you understand?

"Ahem, it's still a little short, but I feel like it's getting closer." Zhu Di looked confident.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhankan suddenly realized that Grandpa Huang was soft all over, but he had such a tough mouth!

"I understand. I'll ask dad to test the effect in the next two days, and then bring the elixir in."

"Okay, okay." Zhu Di's brows relaxed a little and he watched his grandson leave.

When no one was around, Zhu Di rubbed his forehead.

Northern Expedition, clan, corrupt officials, elixir...

Alas, it doesn’t even make me worry.

...

At the beginning of the new year, every household washes the benches in the house.

Add a good start to the coming year.

The Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi put on his casual clothes, rode a small donkey cart, and with a dozen or so imperial guards, began to purchase medicinal materials on the street.

The Chinese New Year is an important event for civil and military officials and wealthy officials.

But for ordinary people with poor families, it is not that important.

At most, they celebrate New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. According to the customs of different places, some villages and counties will celebrate the beginning of the year on Laba.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, ordinary people began to return to work, running around for a living.

There are many vendors on the streets who pick up medicinal materials from the mountains and sell them in the market.

Zhu Gaochi took the list and compared the medicinal materials without any hesitation.

"Hey! Hey! That's not right. Yesterday I saw this was only forty cents per tael. How come the price has skyrocketed today?" Zhu Gaochi grabbed a drug dealer and asked suspiciously.

Could it be that someone in the capital spread the news about his purchase of medicinal materials?

Why do prices increase for each competition?

"Sir, I'm really not trying to trick you. I don't know what's going on. All kinds of medicinal materials are in very short supply this year. Especially in the past two days, envoys from all over the country have come to Beijing to buy medicinal materials." The little shopkeeper of the drugstore had a bitter look on his face. , bowed to Zhu Gaochi: "Sir, why don't you go to the drugstore on North Street to take a look?"

Zhu Gaochi frowned and looked into the distance with his small eyes. Things here were not simple.

"Wrap these for me and put them on the carriage." Zhu Gaochi paid for the medicinal materials.

He planned to go back and inquire about medicinal materials in the capital.

Prince's Mansion.

"Zhankan, Zhankan, the medicinal materials are here!"

Zhu Gaochi shouted as soon as he entered the door.

Hearing the commotion, Zhu Zhanji came out. Today was the New Year, and his great-grandson had nothing important to do in person.

"Dad, take it easy and don't break your old arms and legs."

Zhu Zhanji quickly took several bags of medicinal materials from Zhu Gaochi's hand.

"Can I not be in a hurry?" Zhu Gaochi leaned into Zhu Zhanji's ear and whispered: "You don't know how anxious your grandpa Huang is. He can't wait to find me eight times in the morning! And you told me not to tell your brother."

Zhu Zhanji supported Zhu Pangpang and felt a little funny.

"Dad, Grandpa Huang is quite... reserved!"

"Hi." Zhu Gaochi exhaled: "You have been with Grandpa Huang since you were a child. You don't know what he is like."

Zhu Gaochi stopped: "Where is Zhankan? Why haven't you come out for so long?"

"Oh, Zhan Kan went to the Feng Shui treasure land rewarded by the emperor. He said that when making..., there was a bit of noise, so he went to make some preparations in advance." Zhu Zhanji explained.

"Yeah, it was a waste of time." Zhu Gaochi rubbed his head in distress.

"It's okay, Dad, that place is not far from us."

With that said, Zhu Zhanji took Zhu Gaochi and guided the carriage towards the new yard.

After a while, the two men led the large army to the Feng Shui Treasure Land and stopped the carriage at the door.

"Jingxin Mansion!" The two looked up at the plaque.

It was an elaborately carved marble plaque.

I don’t know what happened, but the heavy marble was firmly branded on the door number.

"Three words with such charm. My sixth brother has a lot of calligraphy skills." Zhu Zhanji has dabbled in calligraphy, although his writing is not very good.

"Come on, stop standing at the door and go call the door."

"Call the door? Why do you feel a bit ominous when you hear this word?" Zhu Zhanji walked to the door of the house and knocked on the door.

After hearing the noise, Zhu Zhankan came to the door and opened it.

"Hey, dad is here and he has brought the medicinal materials. Okay, let's bring them in."

"Just put the medicinal materials in the yard."

Zhu Zhanji directed the carriage to transport medicinal materials into the yard.

"I'm talking to Zhankan." Zhu Gaochi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "You got so many medicinal herbs, do you need them?"

Zhu Zhankan would not admit that these medicinal herbs also have materials he needs.

He chuckled: "Dad, of course they can be used up. The elixir used for cultivation originally needs spiritual herbs to be refined. Now there are no spiritual herbs, so we can only use these herbs to make up for the quality with quantity."

"By the way, Dad." Zhu Zhankan put on a businesslike smile on his face and stretched out his hand: "Send the remaining silver together, I'll see if I need to buy something else."

Pah--Zhu Gaochi clapped his big hands and regretted it after clapping.

What are this kid's hands made of, so strong.

Zhu Gaochi rubbed his fat hands and said unhappily: "Where is the money left? I bought all the medicinal herbs."

Zhu Zhankan was surprised: "It can't be? That's a full 500,000 taels of silver. The list I made is estimated to be at most 300,000 or 400,000 taels of silver."

Zhu Gaochi was well prepared and took out lists from his small pocket.

"I don't know what happened. The price of medicinal materials has suddenly gone up in the past few days. I just sent someone to investigate. No one is driving up the prices."

Chapter 44: The envoys of the princes come to Beijing

Zhu Gaochi sent people to confirm only for the sake of safety. He didn't think anyone would drive up the prices of all medicinal materials.

After all, who would drive up the prices of medicinal materials if they have too much money?

What if they are left with nothing?

The medicinal materials are so expensive that no one can afford them. At worst, they can just sneak into the mountains to dig them or bear the pain without treatment.

It's not something that the court prohibits private sales, nor is it something that is indispensable in daily life.

Who would always cover the bottom line for medicinal materials?

Besides, the emperor has just decided to march north, so there must be demand for medicinal materials.

But if the drug dealers dare to drive up the prices of medicines at this time, it is simply doubting whether Emperor Yongle's knife is sharp enough!

"That's it. Your father spent several hundred taels more. Do you think you can reimburse him?"

Zhu Gaochi looked around and leaned close to Zhu Zhankan's ear and whispered, "Son, do you think there are other people who have inherited the immortals and can also refine pills?"

Zhu Zhankan was a little uncertain. He ignored the words of reimbursement and frowned and replied, "It shouldn't be possible. The movement of refining pills is not small. The price of medicines that can be bought in the capital has risen. This is not a small fight! The traces of pills made from so many medicinal materials should be very obvious, right?"

Zhu Zhankan, who controls part of the Jinyiwei, has not found any big movement recently.

Besides, unless there is a cheat, refining pills is a skill that requires hard work.

It can't be that there is really a system holder, or a real immortal dreamer, refining pills there, right?

Zhu Zhankan shook his head and threw away the unreasonable thoughts in his mind.