Daguanyuan Food Research Bureau

Brain tonic is a disease that can be cured.

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"Xie Xingsi, are you stupid for reading stereotypes? Who can have children at the age of eight or nine?" Uncle Mu Shi condemned with a heavy face.

Jia Ying was holding back her laughter when she heard the young man surnamed Xie ask back, "Why are you dressed up like this?"

Reminded by this sentence, Mu Shi thought that he was about to be taken away, so he said in a muffled voice: "My uncle is back, he's strict about everything, I can decide on my own."

Jia Ying looked around curiously for a while, but didn't see anything wrong with Mu Shi.

In the past few years, she has spent a lot of effort, and finally figured out the tone of the people here. With this context, and it is not a foreign language, she has made rapid progress.

In addition, the habit of saying thank you casually has finally been changed. She has learned a lot about the usage of many ancient things by observing Yuan Chun. In general, etiquette is still young, and there will be special teaching in the future, so there is no problem.

...It seems that she is in desperate need of a supplement to the common sense of this era.After all, she already has her own conceptual system. It is easy to draw on white paper, but it is difficult to trace on the painting.

To use a metaphor with more obvious conflicts, if she came to Harry Potter instead of the world of Dream of Red Mansions, her hands would be dirty, because she was an ordinary person in her previous life, and her first reaction would be to find a faucet instead of cleaning it with magic.

If you don’t work hard to eliminate this difference, you won’t reveal it in the future. If you do something wrong because of the modern thinking that you subconsciously think is right, the cost of making a mistake at that time will be too high.

Xie Chen said: "I came here to say goodbye to you, and I have returned all the books I borrowed from you earlier."

Mu Shi was surprised: "Farewell? You shouldn't take the exam?!"

Xie Chen's complexion darkened, and he sighed: "I received the obituary from the family, my mother... I have hired a driver, and I will rush back to Wu County in the starry night."

Mu Shi had no choice but to comfort him in his condolences, and asked him if it was enough to spend all the time, so he got up and said he would see him off.

"That's what he said." After Jia Ying finished speaking, she took a bite of the jujube cake, and the rich jujube scent wafted across the room.

Jia Zhu understood this.

It will be a long time, and the fourth prince will return to the fief in the next year, and we can see each other anytime.On the other hand, Xie Chen, he had also heard of it, he seemed to be rushing to take the exam. The year before last, when he was about to take the exam, he received the news of his father's death. After three years of mourning, he was preparing to go to Beijing to catch the exam.

If you want to take the exam again, you can only wait for the next spring.

Jia Zhu thought about it, and seeing the little girl eating deliciously, she was also a little moved.As soon as he reached out his hand, he was slapped by a soft paw with cake crumbs on it.

"Brother, you can't eat it," Jia Ying said solemnly, "Doctor Lin said, you should avoid eating it."

Jia Zhu lightly poked her forehead: "Then what are you eating in front of me? You are greedy for me. It's in vain that I brought you so much in the past."

Jia Ying smiled and said, "Because it's so delicious. If brother wants to eat, follow the doctor's advice and drink the medicine obediently. Get well soon." She opened the box as she spoke.

The jujube cake is tan. At first glance, it looks like a chocolate-flavored cake, but the color is lighter when you look closely. The surface is smooth, and the bottom is the cake layer. You can vaguely see a few strands of jujube skin in the section.

She suddenly chuckled, and pushed the box towards Li Wan with malicious intentions: "Sister-in-law eat!"

Li Wan understood it, and he was not polite. He twisted a piece, and it really had the taste of the family that Jia Zhu brought back. Not all the taste of red dates, but also a faint smell of brown sugar, soft and delicious, with a suitable sweetness, occasionally a little crispy The jujube skin, with a little date paste on the jujube skin, immediately makes the taste amazing.

Seeing the two eating in front of him, Jia Zhu was heartbroken.

At least care for him, a person who has taboos about everything!

As expected by Jia Ying, she didn't need to go back to the Taoist temple.

She sat in Jia Zhu's room for a while, and then someone came to report that Jia Jing in the East Mansion had returned home, and sent someone to convey a long message.

The general meaning is that Jia Jing has already cultivated to great success, and their Taoist temple is small, so they can't let go of this great god.The third girl is also sincere, and the old Taoist personally calculated that Rong Guogong is satisfied now, and there is no need to burn incense and filial piety with them.

She doesn't know if Jia Jing has cultivated well, but the uncle and nephew seem to have been blacklisted because of the bombing.

Thinking of Jia Jing's research spirit, Jia Ying felt a little terrified.

If someone came to tell her now that one day Jia Jing would build an atomic bomb behind closed doors and blow up Ningrong Street, she would believe it.

Why don't you believe it, there are gods in this world.

It seems that the matter of going to Ningguo Mansion has to be put on the agenda.Jia Ying's heart was filled with tears, she really did, she just saved her brother's life here, and she wanted to stop the ancient Nobel bomber on the other side.

And they are all true, with deep merit and fame, and she doesn't even write a diary when she has done good deeds.

However, Jia Ying, who is used to watching mushroom clouds on TV and hearing all kinds of explosion sound effects in theaters, did not realize the great power of Jia Jing's explosion.

Although there are already firecrackers, various types of gunpowder are widely used.But Jia Jing's small alchemy room can explode such power, just like a junior high school laboratory making grenades, not to mention that the protagonist is the highest person in Ningguo Mansion, Jia Jing, the father of the Jia family head, this matter, it won't take long. It was passed on in Shenjing.

The prince was in the warm pavilion, walking around with his hands behind his back, thinking about this matter several times, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this matter was strange.

When the meeting is correct, the emperor will definitely ask him about this matter, now he thinks about it first, and then he can answer it.

"Could it be that Jia Jing is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" Thinking of this, the prince's heart skipped a beat.

The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Jia Jing is a Jinshi of Yimao Branch. It is said that the future is bright, but he quietly ran to the Taoist temple outside the city, thinking about alchemy and immortality.Whoever it is, thinks this is a bad brain.

Now this kind of high-power gunpowder has been tossed out.

I heard that this is just a small alchemy furnace, if it is put into mass production, how powerful will it be?

Thinking of this, the crown prince became even more certain that Jia Jing might have been secretly summoned by his father after the imperial examination that year, and given him, the grandson of Duke Ning, a secret and important mission.

You must know who Ning Guogong is!Back then, he fought with the great grandfather!

The generation of the Jia family managed to produce a Jinshi, who said he would not be an official if he said he would not be an official. He was so capricious, it must be because of what his father promised, and once the matter was completed, he was immediately recalled to Beijing.

An emperor, why should he strengthen his armed forces?

Either it is to defend against foreign enemies, or the emperor wants to strengthen the centralization of power, or... his elderly father began to feel insecure.

Thinking of this, the prince's eyes slowly widened, and suddenly his whole body felt cold.

What's even more frightening is that the emperor knew what he was going to do!

When a person stays in a totalitarian position for a long time, he will always have a sense of insecurity. He will become more and more lonely, suspicious, and sometimes even neurotic.

What's more, it's someone like the prince who is about to do bad things.

The prince was very helpless three years ago, the former empress mother who died for an unknown number of years, the elder brother who will come to trouble, the emperor father who thinks he is very loving and fair, and there are still a group of fiefs still in Beijing behind him The younger brother who wandered around.

The prince who has been a good baby for nearly 30 years is not very good psychologically.It is also understandable that there is a lot of wind and cranes, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

At this time, the fourth prince who came in politely greeted the prince, but the prince didn't have much affection for the queen's son, so he just nodded slightly.

The prince naturally lives in the East Palace, so it's not too far to come here. What's rare is that the fourth prince, who was enshrined as king in Qin, arrived here early.

The prince scoffed in his heart.

After a while, the fifteenth prince, who had not yet been divided into fiefdoms because he was preparing for the big wedding, also came in. He first greeted the prince, and then greeted the fourth prince with a smile.

The mother of the fifteenth prince was in the same palace as the empress, and the relationship between the two was very close.The women in the harem are bored most of the time. There is a child who has something to do in each palace, and they are raised together. The two of them are no different from brothers.

The fourth prince scolded him for his unruly clothes, and then reached out to trim his hair crown.

The prince watched from the side, only feeling glaring and sad, but also thought that he was a prince, and these younger brothers would go to fiefdom in the future, so he felt a lot more balanced.

The fifteenth prince chuckled, and said again: "Fourth brother, you asked me to help you find your nephew, and I have already been sent back to your mansion at the request of someone."

The fourth prince sighed: "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm going back to Beijing, and I'm not bringing enough manpower. I can't find him, and I really don't want to go to war. Just make sure that he is not in the Taoist temple at that time, that he is safe and unaffected." It’s good that the explosion spreads.”

The fifteenth prince said with a hearty smile: "What's the matter? Talk about trouble or not!"

The prince was listening, and he remembered what his uncle, Prince Yizhong, reminded him to be careful of the fourth prince.

What does the fourth prince mean by this?

The nephew he was talking about should be the son of the Dongping County Prince's Mansion, he had heard about it.

and many more.

If I remember correctly, this Mu Shi lives in that Taoist temple outside the city!

And I heard that he has a very good relationship with Jia Zhu from Rongguo Mansion, for Jia Zhu's sake, he dared to tie up the genius doctor Song and force him to treat his illness.

How could it be such a coincidence, the Ning Rong State Mansion, the Fourth Prince...and the Emperor!

Maybe, the father has already noticed the plan of him and the emperor's uncle, and the Jia family has been loyal to the father from the beginning, so the father sent the four princes to contact them.

It's all a lie that the Jia family took refuge in him!Jia Amnesty, that old killer, said so many things, all of them were lying to him, otherwise the Zhang family fell, how could he still vote for him as if nothing happened?

The more the prince thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more angry he became, his heart was terrified, and his palms were sweating.

If you dare to deceive him, he will make them pay.

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