Bloodline contract: Mr. Nan, lightly hug

"Is the prince still angry at what the Seventh Prince said just now? You don't have to. Although Concubine Lian was favored back then, she has died after all... Now Concubine Ming is His Majesty's favorite concubine."

Playing with the golden jade walnut in his hand, Nan Hanxi smiled lightly.

"Seventh brother always treats the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. In his heart, he always felt that the death of his mother and concubine was related to this queen mother, so he hated our mother and son and refused thousands of miles. The emperor asked mother and concubine to raise me and me at the same time, but he has always been extremely indifferent to mother and concubine."

Thinking of how sad her mother and concubine were because of An Zihao's indifference, Nan Hanxi felt very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he raised his head and asked Yun Yan.

"By the way, this king asked you to investigate the person who was rescued by the Japanese king. Have you ever found out his details? That person seems to know this king, and the feeling of him hugging this king seems to be familiar to me, but I can't remember it anyway." Can't get up."

After hearing this, Yun Yan hurriedly stepped forward to report.

"My lord, my subordinates have already sent people to investigate. This person has no ancestral home or anything like that. He seems to have fallen from the sky... Now he seems to be in our Lido."

Knowing that Ji Muyun was in the capital, Nan Hanxi was a little surprised.

But soon he just nodded.

Early the next morning.

Ji Muyun woke up Liu San and the others early.

They still remembered his instructions from yesterday, so Liu San and the others quickly ran out to get pens and paper.

After tidying up the only broken table in the ruined temple, Ji Muyun seriously began to draw there.

The beggars next to him were dumbfounded.

Liu San asked even more incomprehensibly, "Brother, what are you painting?"

Put some pictures you have drawn in front of them.

Only then did Ji Muyun answer very seriously.

"You guys take these paintings and immediately go to the hill next to us to look for them. When you see the herbs that look the same as those in the paintings, pick them back and give them to me."

It turned out that Ji Muyun wanted to use these people to help pick herbs, and then take them to the pharmacy to sell them, so as to make some money.

You must know how many precious medicinal herbs there are in it.

If you can really pick it, you will get rich.

After receiving the order, the beggars hurriedly nodded, and walked out with paintings and some hoes.

Meanwhile, Ji Muyun turned around to look at Liu San and the remaining beggars.

You go and pick all the brightly colored flowers at our gate, I am useful.

Monk Zhanger couldn't figure out these people, so he could only do it obediently.

Take out the medicine pestle and medicine jar that Liu San prepared for him, and wash them clean.

He was here waiting for those people to come back.

In the evening, those who picked the herbs came back with several baskets of herbs.

Seeing the bountiful harvest of herbs in front of him, Ji Muyun was very happy.

But he didn't forget to keep having people grind those colorful petals with a pestle.

Under Ji Muyun's leadership, they went back and forth like this for two or three days.

Because time was wasted on this, they all went to beg for food.

There was no food in the house for a long time.

So some people are not happy.

"They said they would make us rich, but what happened? We just make these flowers and plants every day, what's the point? Can they be eaten? We're going to starve to death!"

After Liu San reprimanded them, they calmed down.

But I also know that the brothers are really hungry.

So Liu Thirty came to Ji Muyun with great difficulty.