I actually knocked King Yan and my CP!

Wang Jinghong tidied up his clothes slowly, and opened the door in the gray morning. His nostrils were filled with moisture, and the hazy light rain last night made the air very fresh this morning.

When he pushed the door and went out, he happened to bump into someone in the courtyard, and he was slightly stunned: "Wasn't you the one who watched the night yesterday?"

Just as San Bao waved away the little servant next to him, he fetched water and rinsed his mouth slowly.

Sanbao, Wang Jinghong, Hou Xian and others are all close attendants of King Yan, but they are responsible for different directions. Although they are equally close, Sanbao is indeed the most valued among them, and they follow King Yan almost all the time.

Sanbao glanced at him, his tall figure paused for a moment, then bent over to wash his face, "My lord hasn't slept all night, just now Hou Xian and the others went out with my lord."

Hou Xian went with him, but Sanbao was left behind, presumably because he had something important to do...

Wang Jinghong subconsciously flashed a few thoughts, but they were suppressed by his calm expression.

Wang Jinghong paced over, didn't ask the servant to fetch water, just wiped his face with cold water casually, and then heard Sanbao say indifferently: "Your apprentice looks better."

Wang Jinghong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If it wasn't for him, the prince wouldn't have summoned Mr. He yesterday, would he?" Although Brother Ying was a little naive, he was obedient anyway, Wang Jinghong didn't want to break him up casually.

Sanbao said almost indifferently: "My lord doesn't intend to pursue it."

Both Sanbao and Wang Jinghong are smart people. After saying this, Wang Jinghong naturally understood what Sanbao meant.

Brother Ying went to the inner court to report yesterday, and met his adoptive father.He has always been undefended against Wang Jinghong, and Wang Jinghong, the adoptive father, has also mercilessly obtained a lot of news from the adoptive son.Although I don't know the meaning of Sanbao's importance to He Yuxuan, but Sanbao's attention means that Zhu Di's attention is actually behind him, Wang Jinghong naturally dare not underestimate him.

Sure enough, after Sanbao learned of this short conversation, within a quarter of an hour, Sanbao received a new oral order from the prince.

This encounter really made Wang Jinghong a little puzzled.

But now the words of Sanbao mean that no matter what He Yuxuan has done.From today onwards, it will be written off without leaving any trace.

Then Wang Jinghong can no longer treat Brother Ying as a chess piece that can be used at will.

He Yuxuan's identity is no longer a person who needs to be supervised.

Sanbao wiped his hands and face, and Wang Jinghong also finished rinsing his mouth. The two went out side by side, but they walked in completely different directions.

Three treasures were followed by two little servants, heading towards the inner courtyard, he was going to meet the prince of Yan, and convey the news that the king of Yan wanted him to know.

And this incident... Sanbao frowned indistinctly, and had a subtle connection with Mr. He.

……

He Yuxuan didn't know he was asleep, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep.

Exhausted from the drunkenness, he sank into the dreamland without knowing how much, and finally woke up in a bunch of disturbing nightmares.

He Yuxuan looked up at the familiar bed curtain while he was half asleep and half awake, and felt a sudden pain on his forehead, as if he was dizzy as if something was stirring inside. This familiar yet strange feeling was enough for He Yuxuan to know what happened.

He was drunk again.

He Yuxuan covered his face, his fingers didn't move, they just slid down along the arc, and then pressed on the swollen acupoints. After a while, the constant pain relieved a bit.

He hadn't been drunk for many years.

Alcohol is not a good thing, and it can make people lose their minds. It has never been He Yuxuan's favorite thing. If He Yuxuan was not in urgent need of distraction at that time, he would never choose to drink.

He Yuxuan, whose whole body was thrown in the smell of wine, frowned and sighed bitterly.

Brother Ying seemed to be aware of the movement in the house, and quickly opened the door to come in, and saw He Yuxuan, a salted fish lying on the bed as if he had been ravaged thousands of times.

He Yuxuan said dryly, "You picked me up?"

He has no memory of the last ride at all, only remembering the process of climbing into the carriage.

Brother Ying nodded, and said nonchalantly: "Eunuch Sanbao came to inform the little one to wait at the side door. Only then did the little one know that the adults have gone out to drink."

He Yuxuan was silent for a while.

Brother Ying glanced at Mr. He a little uncomfortably, and saw that there was something wrong with his expression, with a slight confusion in his brows and eyes, his fingers fell on the bedding, and the slightly curved phalanx was white and clean, like a porcelain white jade plate.

Grown-ups looking a little confused?

Brother Ying remembered this.

He Yuxuan's teaching, Brother Ying didn't just forget it after hearing it, but began to seriously think about everything by himself.

He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows. Although he knew that his every move must be watched by the King of Yan, he never expected that he would still underestimate the importance of the King of Yan... He could know exactly where he was going, even to this place. To a certain extent, it seemed that he was being watched all the time.

He Yuxuan didn't expect to come to this point, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Should he lament that the choice he made in the end was to stay in Peiping?

If not, wouldn't it be the case that he made a wrong step and died directly?

If this is the case, He Yuxuan is a little distressed.

Thinking about it, when he was the spirit behind the scenes, only half of the conversation between King Yan and Dao Yan was true.

King Yan probably saw more than one article...

Recalling the articles he wrote in Beiping these days, although He Yuxuan destroyed them in time, occasionally, because of Yingge's illiteracy, he would delay burning them together until bedtime.

Among them, whenever he went out once, the remaining articles would be read by others.

He Yuxuan's back felt cold, and he couldn't help quickly recalling whether he had revealed anything about future generations.

Fortunately, regarding this part of things, even if He Yuxuan memorized them rote, he rarely wrote anything down, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

As for other things like the navy's voyage plague imperial examination complaints, at this moment He Yuxuan just pretended that he hadn't written it.

He Yuxuan was indifferent, who made him a slacker.

Self-inflicted crimes cannot live, and his laziness has deceived himself.

He Yuxuan touched the head that was still there, and held his head pitifully, the faint pain still haunting him, that's all.

He Yuxuan covered his face, the discomfort after the hangover made him not in the mood to think deeply.

Brother Ying anxiously wanted to prepare hangover soup for He Yuxuan, but He Yuxuan waved his hand to let him not have to work, dragged his limp body out of bed, rummaged in the small medicine box for a long time, and finally found the hangover pill with weak fingers.

He Yuxuan swallowed dryly, then lay down on the table in a daze, waiting for the medicine to take effect.

Brother Ying's prepared porridge and side dishes were placed in front of him, but he had no appetite at all.

"I didn't do anything indecent, did I?" He Yuxuan asked vaguely, his voice sounded a bit muffled because he was lying in his arms.

Brother Ying blushed and said with a smile, "My lord didn't do anything."

He Yuxuan pursed his lips. Hearing Brother Ying's tone of voice, he knew he must be insane.

He Yuxuan wailed in his heart, and continued to lie in his arms, pretending not to know.

He really regretted it a bit, although he heard from the master that he was incapacitated after drinking, so he shouldn't make too much trouble... right.

Brother Ying smiled, looking at He Yuxuan's red eyes, he couldn't help but think of Master He from last night.

As Brother Ying said, He Yuxuan really didn't do anything, or it was something too outrageous.

But...yesterday he was very good as a teacher.

Clearly laid down by Brother Ying, he suddenly floated out like a wandering spirit after a while, and stood in the corridor holding a book that he didn't know what it was, and read it calmly for a quarter of an hour, and then slowly Crawl back to sleep.

Recalling that scene, Brother Ying felt that Mr. He, who was so lively and lively, was really interesting.

He Yuxuan waited for the drowsy pain to dissipate before he opened his eyes in a daze, and pressed a few more acupuncture points with his thumb, and after the soothing feeling hit, his whole body seemed a little more relaxed.

Drinking is really a mistake.

He Yuxuan pursed his lips, sat up awkwardly, sat up straight for a while, then washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and then had a meal with porridge and side dishes purely to fill his stomach.

Seeing He Yuxuan's decadent look, Brother Ying couldn't help laughing and said, "You really look like you've been ravaged."

He Yuxuan lazily said: "This is not a good word, where did you learn it?" The soft tone did not sound deterrent at all.

Brother Ying: "I learned it randomly outside, I won't talk about it when I'm young."

He Yuxuan nodded solemnly, "That's great." After nodding, he regretted it, and it was still not suitable for any activities that required moving his head.

But after all, he had enough rest, and this person got better. After staying for a while, He Yuxuan became much more energetic.

He Yuxuan's day and night turned upside down these few days, so he woke up today, it was still early, and although his head was still aching, he still played a set of Wu Qin Xi.

Brother Ying was afraid that He Yuxuan would feel unwell after waking up, so he followed him all day.

When people followed, they inevitably began to chatter.

"Will your lord join the army?"

Brother Ying didn't think much about it. In his eyes, although He Yuxuan came from Yingtian Mansion, the prince has always trusted him, and several eunuchs in the mansion also respected He Yuxuan, so he was a member of King Yan.

There have been all sorts of discussions in the mansion recently, although the superiors are suppressing it, it is after all a rebellion. The king of Yan took away a few eunuchs when he went out a few days ago, but now that he returns, he will definitely bring people to the battlefield again.

But not everyone is willing to join the army.

He Yuxuan said indifferently: "This is not necessarily the case, who would know?"

Having said that, He Yuxuan doesn't think he will go to the battlefield.

He Yuxuan is just a doctor, there are many people with better medical skills than him, and for him now, the most important thing is not to win merit, but to save his life.

King Yan must have sent someone to follow him.

He Yuxuan wiped his face and sighed.

Ask yourself, what can he do?

It made all his little secrets exposed, and also aroused King Yan's interest.

But according to what Brother Ying said before... He Yuxuan just needs to keep his own law and order during this period of time.

According to the current situation, it is more likely that He Yuxuan will be left in Beiping. During this period of time, Zhu Gaochi's body has changed under his care, and his whole body has become stronger.

This is undoubtedly a good thing. Before seeing He Yuxuan's greater help to the war, King Yan would not mobilize He Yuxuan.

Furthermore, as long as King Yan made any arrangement regarding He Yuxuan before he left the house, it was regarded as a tacit consent to the previous matters and would not be pursued any further.

"What's wrong, my lord?" Brother Ying looked at He Yuxuan's sudden silence, thinking that he had thought of something.

He Yuxuan woke up with a start, and suddenly felt that he was wasting his brain again. This undoubtedly accelerated the possibility of baldness, so he immediately braked and stopped, "It's okay, I'm just an ordinary doctor, and I probably won't join the army."

Brother Ying said with a smile: "Then I can continue to serve Mr. He."

He Yuxuan was helpless, "What's the future with me, and I can't give you money."

Brother Ying said seriously: "But I seem to have learned a lot from being with Mr. He." Just like before He Yuxuan reminded him to use his brain and carefully distinguish the possibility of everything... and these are the things that Wang Jinghong also understands. Not very attentive.

He Yuxuan pursed his lips and shook his head helplessly.

On the thirteenth day of the seventh month, the King of Yan left Beiping, leaving the son of the King of Yan to sit in the town, Guo Zi guarding the city, and a group of counselors who stayed behind to assist the son.

When He Yuxuan also heard his name, he knew that his life was saved.

He Yuxuan stroked the black jade bottle, and finally sent it back to the small medicine box to be with the magic medicine.

He should be useless.

Brother Ying didn't feel the undercurrent at all, and he didn't realize that He Yuxuan had come back after struggling on the line of life and death these days.

This is a kind of tacit consent and implication. If He Yuxuan is not on the list today, then he must have met him at the execution ground.

He Yuxuan played side-by-side with the approaching Wang Jinghong, and finally got a fairly satisfactory answer.

After that, there should be no more rigorous and harsh supervision as before.

He Yuxuan stretched his body and leaned lazily on the soft couch. On the small table in front of him were many white papers with scribbles and drawings, and occasionally there were some incomprehensible symbols written on them.

The ink has been written, and He Yuxuan grinds it slowly, thinking about the fanciers he has read recently. He has a headache, and there are too many things to memorize recently.

He Yuxuan's recitation memory cannot be said to be strong, but he has memorized countless tomes of medical records as a medical student, and he is already used to it. With his own set of tricks, it is not difficult to memorize it in a short period of time and then quickly repeat it again .

However, if these are not written, it means that they can be formed. Those that can be selected and memorized by He Yuxuan are naturally some important materials, and some of them can be made according to He Yuxuan's current judgment.

"But I'm a doctor..." He Yuxuan murmured and shook his head, then pushed away the rolled up quilt, and threw the crumpled paper into the charcoal basin beside it. There is a small pile of paper mountains, which looks a little funny and helpless.

Now he made a point of burning evidence at all times.

He Yuxuan shook his head. It is already a headache for him to develop in other directions as a doctor, but there is still steel and iron making... These are really tossing him.

He Yuxuan couldn't help sighing, the nearest small black room is like a database, it's okay to keep adding knowledge, remember that you were originally a fan database before? !

He Yuxuan looked at the pile of manuscripts with a little distress. If he didn't know anything, he could be a slob with peace of mind.But if you know something helpful, you can't do nothing.

……

In the afternoon, it was time for He Yuxuan to ask Zhu Gaochi for a pulse.

When He Yuxuan passed by, Zhu Gaochi's personal servant showed a slight apology, and said in a low voice: "The prince is dealing with business."

He Yuxuan nodded, and said nonchalantly, "I just wait by the side."

The servant led He Yuxuan to wait for a while, and when he passed the door, he heard the voice of rebuttal inside.

Zhu Gaochi seemed to be the one being besieged, but after stuttering for a few sentences, the little fat man's voice became steady, and he responded generously and gracefully.

He Yuxuan sat down for a while, and occasionally he could hear the communication next door... It wasn't because the room was not soundproof, but because the quarrel was too loud, He Yuxuan frowned slightly.

After a quarter of an hour, the voice gradually quieted down, and the servant re-entered, and said in a warm voice, "Master He, please go over."

He Yuxuan got up with the small medicine box, followed the servant into the house.

Zhu Gaochi's face was reddish, he didn't know whether it was because of the quarrel with someone just now or the weather, "Master He has been waiting for a long time."

He Yuxuan shook his head: "It's my minister who came early." He didn't intentionally bring up the meeting he had just met, and after briefly mentioning it, he took out the pillow veins, "Your Majesty, please put your wrist down."

Zhu Gaochi did as he said, and He Yuxuan felt the pulse quietly, and said after a long time: "There is a little progress compared to before. If it goes on for a long time, the prince will no longer feel weak and prone to fainting. But this exercise must also keep up. , but it will be good for the son's health over time."

How weak was Zhu Gaochi before?

If you walk in a hurry, you will catch your breath easily, and if you trot, you will easily make Zhu Gaochi faint. Such a weak eldest son is indeed not what Zhu Di likes.

Zhu Gaochi's successful succession to the position of the son of the eldest son, apart from the rules of the elders and concubines, also originated from the persuasion of Princess Yan before her death.

Zhu Gaochi pursed his lips and smiled, cheered up by the good news.

He has also gradually felt the changes in his body these days. At first, he would be out of breath after walking for a while, and occasionally needed the support of his attendants.Even Zhu Gaochi has been used to it for a long time, but he still feels uncomfortable in such a situation.

But recently, he is no longer as prone to fainting as before, and he no longer pants when he walks around. This is already a huge change for Zhu Gaochi.

And it's only been in the past ten days, Zhu Gaochi naturally admires He Yuxuan.

He Yuxuan deliberated over the original prescription, deleted a few herbs, added a few more according to Zhu Gaochi's situation, and then handed the prescription to the waiter.After preparing the medical case, you can start changing the medicine.

Zhu Gaochi rubbed his chubby hands on his knees, and then said with a smile, "What has Mr. He been doing recently?"

He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows, he has indeed had a lot to do recently.

At first, I thought about running away, but finally gave up the plan due to various reasons, and then I started to worry about my own life. After making sure that my life was safe, I tossed about the information memorized in the small black room, and Get overwhelmed by the constant stuff.

He looked at Zhu Gaochi thoughtfully, and finally said: "I have been practicing calligraphy in my spare time, where is your highness?"

Not forward and not backward, but it is also a truth.

Recently, He Yuxuan's abolished ink is almost the sum of his time in Beiping.

He Yuxuan asked that sentence, not only to divert attention, but also because he saw that Zhu Gaochi seemed a little uneasy.He has been immersed in an uneasy state, and He Yuxuan can see Zhu Gaochi's small unconscious movements from time to time.

Zhu Gaochi was slightly stunned, looked at He Yuxuan for a while, then sighed and said, "It's really not a good thing to disturb Mr. He's purity with these things. It's just... I'm really a little distressed. My father intends to let me supervise Beiping. If I Did not do well……"

He Yuxuan said lightly: "Just keep doing it."

As long as Zhu Gaochi is incapable, He Yuxuan would not say that.

When He Yuxuan came, he just ran into the conversation between Zhu Gaochi and his staff.This group of staff was left behind by the King of Yan. Although there is no such talent as Daoyan Jinzhong, they are all outstanding.

In just a few sentences of dialogue, He Yuxuan heard four or five doubting voices, and then Zhu Gaochi's rebuttal was well-founded, and his words were neither serious nor serious, which immediately reversed the whole situation.

This shows that Zhu Gaochi is not incompetent. In fact, as the son of King Yan, the training and education he has received is many times higher than that of ordinary people.He is just too easily swayed by external objects, and because of his long-term body shape, he has low self-esteem.

"Isn't His Royal Highness lacking such an opportunity to hone?" He Yuxuan said in a low voice, but his tone was soft, no matter how low it was, it was still a soft and sticky voice.

Regardless of success or failure, King Yan's expedition now is the time for Zhu Gaochi to hone his skills. Apart from the past few years, it is really hard to find such an opportunity again.

Without experience, empty words are always empty words.

Zhu Gaochi pursed his lips, showed a small smile, and breathed a sigh of relief, "If it wasn't for Mr. He, I don't know who I can tell this about."

He Yuxuan frowned and smiled lightly: "Then ask the staff left behind by King Yan. The prince will definitely not harm the prince, but if he dares to keep someone here, if he has any questions, just ask the prince directly. Whoever dares to fool you, just ask direct punishment.

"Now you represent the entire Yan Palace, so don't be afraid. And no one can know everything."

Since Zhu Di left Beijing, Zhu Gaochi immediately assumed all the government affairs of Beiping, which made him burnt out.However, with the legacy of King Yan, Zhu Gaochi did not face the dissatisfaction of the people below.

This is also normal.What is frightening is not failure, but repeated defeats without progress.Wouldn't it be great if we could witness growth step by step?

Zhu Gaochi nodded.

When He Yuxuan left, in addition to the small medicine box he was carrying, he also carried a box of pastries in his right hand, which Zhu Gaochi specially prepared, saying that it was his favorite rose cake, and hoped he would like it too.

He Yuxuan couldn't refuse the sincere and shy appearance of the chubby son when he gave the gift. After all, Zhu Gaochi was still a child, and his personality was reserved and considerate to his subordinates... It is undeniable that Zhu Gaochi can talk much more than Zhu Gaoxu.

He Yuxuan walked unhurriedly, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart: Is he already used to swimming in muddy water?

The relationship between the eldest son and the second son can be regarded as a pool of mud.

Although the two young masters haven't noticed this point yet, it is vaguely a harsh issue of life and death.

If he was asked to bet on Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaoxu, He Yuxuan would naturally choose Zhu Gaochi, and he also offended Zhu Gaoxu somehow.

He Yuxuan pursed his lips. Comparatively speaking, Zhu Gaochi was also easier to get along with than Zhu Di... Wait, He Yuxuan was slightly stunned, now Beiping is the prince's seat...

He recalled the dense pile of manuscripts, and gradually smiled.It would be a good idea to seek refuge with Prince Yan's son.

……

Little dark house.

He Yuxuan's fingers sketched on the table, and he couldn't help shaking his head when he saw the content of the novel. Today's content is too tragic.

He didn't quite understand some words, such as the sex change at the beginning of the warning.

【Ever since He Yuxuan became the main wife of the King of Yan, he has never been out of the house. It just so happens that he is a good wife in the eyes of others.However, only Zhu Di knew that his good wife was making things behind closed doors, causing a lot of trouble, and what was she going to do... hybrid rice? 】

[Zhu Di: What is this? 】

He Yuxuan's eyes darkened, and he wanted to shout the same thing, what is that?

How did he become a woman!

He Yuxuan looked down at himself, then at the novel, then at himself, closing his eyes in pain.

He knew what sex change meant.

I still have to read fan fiction, but this discomfort is really uncomfortable.He Yuxuan took a while to comfort him. He had already experienced having a child, and this sexual change...is not unacceptable.

After He Yuxuan finished his psychological construction, he lowered his head and continued to look down.

Oh, it turns out that his identity this time is an agronomist.

He Yuxuan frowned, agronomist...so is it related to farming?

He Yuxuan thought for a while in silence, and then continued to read.

["'Zhang Wudian Cotton Planting Method'... not too many things are needed, but the biggest problem is the lack of productivity... Would it be better to improve the tools? The formula of the fertilizer is..." He Yuxuan thought brokenly, with pearls on his head The tinkling of flowers could not stop her movement at all...]

【...The yield per mu has doubled. This is something that I have never thought about before. Even Zhu Di was surprised...】

[He Yuxuan muttered to himself, looking at the seeds and shaking his head, "It's still not enough...does it have to be another crop...by the way, is there corn now...otherwise, sweet potatoes and so on..."】

He Yuxuan silently read a few words, his expression gradually became serious.Compared with the steelmaking and ironmaking technology that Xiaoheiwu colleagues have been bombarding these days, the improvement of agriculture is more important.

It's just that the cycle of this agriculture is too long and it needs enough time.

He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows, it took a long time to persist, and someone had to push him.His fingers on the pages of the book were slightly bent, and then stretched out again, as if the master had made a decision.

He Yuxuan shook his head and continued to study hard.

After a night passed, He Yuxuan, who had struggled from the small dark room, woke up, stared at the sky outside, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and started his daily practice.

Brother Ying was taken by He Yuxuan to play Wuqinxi together every morning. Although it looked like a monkey show, Brother Ying was still willing to follow He Yuxuan's strokes and listen to his serious explanation.

Mr. He seems to be smiling even when he is not talking. He usually speaks softly, his tone is neither slow nor slow. Although his speech and movements are slow, he feels very comfortable... Brother Ying is very Like being around him.

"My lord, this is today's letter." Brother Ying fetched something for He Yuxuan after dinner.

He Yuxuan was slightly taken aback, "A letter for me?"

How could someone deliver a letter to him, and even pass the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion?

Brother Ying shook his head, "I don't know, I just sent it here."

He Yuxuan took the letter doubtfully.

There was also a small package at the back of the letter, which was tightly wrapped.

He Yuxuan took the scissors and wanted to take them apart, but the scissors suddenly broke after cutting halfway through. He looked at the scissors in astonishment, picked up the broken part and looked at it a few times, couldn't help shaking his head, the iron was too brittle.

He Yuxuan put the broken scissors aside, simply grabbed the edge of the small package, and tore the cloth package a little, and saw the things wrapped inside.

It was a small packet of seeds that were divided in great detail.

The funny and heart-warming touch arises spontaneously, and He Yuxuan naturally thinks of a person.

He Yuxuan opened the letter, and as expected, Liu Sheng's bold handwriting appeared on the paper.

It was the package he sent.

He Yuxuan read it carefully, and couldn't help chuckling while reading.

Before, He Yuxuan said that politeness is less important than affection, and then he refused Liu Sheng's "help". Although He Yuxuan also thought about loving Liu Sheng to help him "return the dead to life", in the end He Yuxuan made a completely different choice.

After a few days, Liu Sheng sent He Yuxuan all the precious seeds he had carefully collected.

This is his "goose feather".

Liu Sheng wrote in the letter that adults’ speech is more important than etiquette, so these precious seeds are the things they cherish most as vegetable farmers, and it is also a heartfelt gift to adults.

The difference between the seeds was even carefully marked on those small bags. The small characters were different from Liu Sheng's letters. They were beautiful and beautiful, and they must have been written by Mrs. Liu.

He Yuxuan put these two things together, and his mood suddenly became better, his brows and eyes were crooked and smiling, as if all the depression these days had been released.

……Alas?

He Yuxuan suddenly thought of something, took out the seeds in these small bags one by one, and carefully looked at the labels on them.

There are rice, wheat, and vegetable seeds, even fist-sized seeds... Finally, He Yuxuan found what he wanted in a pile of seeds.

sweet potato.

He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows, it was really a coincidence.

He Yuxuan had an idea, slowly dug out his money bag, bowed his head and counted how much money he had left.

"This encounter will cost us all of our wealth." He Yuxuan pursed his lips.

Having said that, but looking at He Yuxuan's smiling face afterwards, he couldn't see any heartache.

Half a day later, Liu Sheng suddenly received a package.

The person who delivered it was in a hurry, threw the things to the shop and left directly, which surprised him very much.

After unpacking the package, Liu Sheng looked at the letter inside and the things that came with it. After thinking for a while, he got up and went into the house to discuss with Mrs. Liu.

……

After He Yuxuan delivered the package, Wei became obsessed with making books.

He wants to be old.

Making books old is a science.

He Yuxuan first copied down his recent sentiments, specially using handwriting that was completely different from his own in the past, and occasionally smeared a few places to make traces of manuscripts.

Then put the transcribed manuscript on a new paper, use a brush to make the manuscript ooze a small amount of ink and then dry it, then wash off the floating ink in a different way, replace it with a new paper, and then place the manuscript on it.

Boil water with tree bark, etc., then brush the manuscript repeatedly, then leave it overnight, dry it, repeat it several times with clean water, uncover it after it dries, put it on a new paper again, and finally brush it with bletilla striata water, and then dry it Can be framed.

This step looks difficult, and it is easy to get used to it. It takes a while in the blink of an eye, but it will take some time.

Just do it, when He Yuxuan wanted it, he spent several days, obsessed with making an ancient book that is fake and genuine, and devoted himself to achieving that even if someone who specializes in counterfeiting is in front, He Yuxuan can ensure that he has a [-]% chance unrecognizable effect.

For this matter, He Yuxuan often asked Brother Ying to go out for a walk, lest he find out anything.

He Yuxuan's sudden intention came from what he had learned from the pile of materials in the small black room.

He can't just come up with a great idea out of thin air and dump everything out.

None of the knowledge He Yuxuan had come into contact with before was related to this. If he said this suddenly, he might be regarded as a strange force.

However, if these things are really useful, He Yuxuan can't be ignorant of them without even trying.

However, something related to steel and coal... He Yuxuan raised his eyebrows. If it involves military industry, it must not be released easily, but if it is carried out by itself, it will be like committing suicide. He Yuxuan does not want to let himself fall into such a situation.

This matter is different from agriculture. The former He Yuxuan can try it from Liu Sheng, but the latter cannot.Anything related to military affairs, if it makes King Yan suspicious, it will undoubtedly be fatal.

He Yuxuan had just earned his life back, but he didn't intend to just throw it away.In this way, it depends on how useful his "old book" can be.

However, He Yuxuan narrowed his eyes as King Yan went out to fight in the past few days.

He found that even if he had surrendered, there was nothing He Yuxuan could do until the old book was finished.

Thinking of this, He Yuxuan started his leisure time.

Thanks to the little black house, even under such circumstances, He Yuxuan can't be regarded as very boring. After all, sometimes it is interesting to look at these things that are beyond He Yuxuan's expectations.

Some articles are very poisonous, but poisonous and poisonous, He Yuxuan's thunder point is also slowly increasing, and it will no longer be the same as before, just casually poisoned by a Mary Suwen.

Today, He Yuxuan is a little inexplicably moved. He didn't die in those shocking and poisonous articles.

Nothing to do at leisure tonight, the moonlight is like water.

He Yuxuan moved a chair to sit in the yard, and waited until the moon was admiring, only then did he suddenly realize that it was a full moon night again.

He Yuxuan looked down at the shadow on the ground, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, not knowing what happened to the master's family.

He Yuxuan looked up at the bright moonlight again, and sighed, "I don't know what this is..."

What happened to him in the past half a year is also considered strange.

The little fat son suddenly appeared from the gate of the courtyard, "What is Mr. He worrying about?"

He Yuxuan didn't even need to turn around, he knew who it was, he stood up lazily and greeted him: "Why is the prince here?"

Zhu Gaochi strolled over and looked at the chubby man with a faint smile on his face, "I originally wanted to invite Mr. He to the banquet tonight, but if you think about it carefully, Mr. He must not be used to this kind of occasion, so I will give it to you." Mr. He has brought wine."

Zhu Gaochi's body has been recuperated by He Yuxuan for a period of time, and now he no longer looks that puffy, and his body is slightly better.These are things that Zhu Gaochi can feel by himself, which makes him even more grateful to He Yuxuan.

When King Yan left, he took two-thirds of his troops and Zhu Gaoxu with him. Even the restrained Zhu Gaochi would start to wonder if King Yan was getting more and more dissatisfied with him, or if he really wanted to let him...

Zhu Gaochi didn't want to think about these issues.

Anyway, Mr. He is right.How will you know the result if you don't try?

He Yuxuan didn't know that Zhu Gaochi had so many thoughts in a short period of time. Looking back at Zhu Gaochi, he saw Shizi still holding a pot of wine in his hand, "Shizi, you can't drink."

The prescription he recently prescribed to Zhu Gaochi required abstinence from alcohol.

Zhu Gaochi said with a smile: "I see, this is for Mr. He."

He Yuxuan said slowly, "Thank you, my son, for your kindness."

Zhu Gaochi sat down beside He Yuxuan.

"Master He has such a contented demeanor, I really need to study hard." Zhu Gaochi sighed, then leaned on the stone chair, watching He Yuxuan began to taste wine slowly.

He Yuxuan doesn't like drinking, he prefers to drink tea alone when there is no one around.

Alcohol is a good thing, but it is not a good thing, it is easy to lose self-control, not to mention that he was drunk just a few days ago, today he only dared to taste it.

Truth buff and alcohol are one of He Yuxuan's most hated things.

"Your Majesty's words are serious." He Yuxuan turned the cup, took a sip after a long time, and looked up to admire the moonlight.The round jade plate is scattered with bright and silvery moonlight. It is a rare cloudless day. Sitting in the courtyard is like a silver light, hazy and beautiful.

It's just that after all, the night is heavy and dewy, and it's a little cold.

The eldest son was served by himself, while Brother Ying walked out of the house and quietly added clothes to He Yuxuan.

He Yuxuan has been suffering from a cold for the past few days. After feeling the pulse, it was not too serious, so he let it go and did not take any medicine.

Brother Ying became more careful, and paid attention to adding clothes to He Yuxuan all the time, so that the cold would not add to the cold, and he would completely sink into the bones.

Zhu Gaochi is there tonight