In the next few days, while Yue Wangshu was recovering from illness behind closed doors, he began to think hard about how to grow ginseng, recording it while he was thinking about it.
The best way to plant ginseng seems to be understory ginseng, which simulates the wild environment - obviously not suitable for her. Her passive skill range is very small, and she can only open some land in front of and behind the house, so she can only plant it intensively...
The most important thing is that ginseng needs to be shaded by a shed and cannot have direct light.
Yue Wangshu worked hard for several days and finally wrote a draft ginseng planting plan.
Now we just wait for the emperor to release him.
In the afternoon of that day, Little Furong happily ran in and reported, "My lord, Manager Zhang is here!"
Yue Wangshu was overjoyed, but she didn't forget to continue pretending to be sick. She coughed twice and said, "Invite him in."
Zhang Ji, the eunuch in charge, has been having a hard time these past few days. The always gentle and benevolent emperor seems to have changed into a different person. Every time he gets angry, the palace people in front of him are often blamed. Others don't know why, but Zhang Ji, as a close eunuch, knows
Where is the root cause of this inconvenience? I recommend myself and invite you to visit Chun Shuyuan.
Looking at Chun Shuyuan who was leaning on the Arhat couch by the window, her face was clearly rosy and her complexion was better than that of the Holy Emperor!
Zhang Jina was so angry, "Auntie, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Greetings to Shuyuan!" But Zhang Ji had to step forward obediently to say hello, which was very respectful.
Yue Wangshu covered his lips and coughed, "Eunuch Zhang is here, but what is the emperor's purpose?"
Zhang Ji said: "Your Majesty, you have not thought about food and food these days, and you have lost a lot of weight!" As he said this, Zhang Ji couldn't help but shed tears and said, "The emperor treats me very well. I hope you can go and see the emperor!"
Yue Wangshu: He treats me badly?! Could it be that I have treated him poorly?!
Yue Wangshu cursed, and then coughed twice more violently, "My father-in-law also saw it. I have not recovered from my cough. If I accidentally pass the illness and pass it on to the emperor, I will really die!"
After hearing this, Zhang Ji was so angry that his nose was crooked. He couldn't help but said: "My master has been ill for so long and is still not feeling well. How about I go to the Imperial Hospital and ask an imperial doctor to give you a good diagnosis and treatment?" -
—You didn’t call the imperial doctor when you were sick. Is it because you were afraid that the imperial doctor would find out the clues? You pretended to be so careless! What a fool!
Yue Wangshu said calmly: "I don't need to worry about it, my father-in-law. My illness is a heart disease, and I need heart medicine to cure it."
Zhang Ji almost died.
Yue Wangshu glanced at Zhang Ji and saw that his old face turned green with anger, and he felt happy in his heart, so he said: "Please tell me what I said to the Holy One, please give me the medicine for my heart as soon as possible to save me from pain."
Zhang Ji frowned when he heard this: "What kind of heart disease does the young master have? What does it have to do with the Holy One?"
Yue Wangshu covered his heart and pretended to be flattering: "My father-in-law, just tell the emperor, the emperor understands best." - It's a pity that sensible people don't do sensible things! You have to drag me with you!
Okay, if you have the guts, you can put it off for the rest of your life! Yue Wangshu gritted his teeth secretly.
Yue Wangshu fooled Zhang Ji away like this.
Returning to Yan Qing Hall, Zhang Ji naturally did not dare to hide anything, so he hurriedly and carefully reported Chun Shuyuan's original words euphemistically.
After being angry for many days, Yan Zheng's mood has actually calmed down a lot, but now he is so angry that he sneers again and again: "Heart disease? And only I have the medicine?! When did I become her doctor?!"
How could Yan Zheng not understand what that meant? Because he understood it, he was particularly angry.
Zhang Ji was so frightened that he fell to his knees and said, "I just saw that Chun Shuyuan didn't look sick, and her coughs were fake!"
Yan Zheng thought bitterly: You don’t have to say this!
She is going to fight to the end!
Thinking of this, Yan Zheng felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.
It is true that I am the emperor, and as long as I don't allow it, she will not be able to fly out of the palace.
But in this way, she is the only one I can keep - and she can pretend to be sick to avoid being favored! I can't expose her yet, because if she exposes her, it will definitely be a crime of deceiving the emperor!
"Yue Wan Wan!" Yan Zheng gritted his teeth and recited this name bitterly. You are right, I can't bear it!
"Show me the Huiming Palace, and I will go and meet her in person!"
When the emperor officially arrives, it is natural that someone should be notified in advance.
Therefore, the hostess, Concubine Xiang, put on her makeup in advance and went out of the palace to greet the Holy Emperor, saying, "I respectfully welcome Your Majesty."
After bowing, he immediately explained to the unseen concubine: "Chun Shuyuan is still seriously ill and does not dare to collide with the holy chariot. Please forgive me."
Yan Zheng snorted coldly in his heart: Concubine Xiang is so simple that she didn't notice that Yue Wanwan was pretending to be ill!
Of course, Concubine Xiang had no reason to doubt Yue, who was gentle and good-natured. It was thanks to Yue that her daughter's spleen and stomach became increasingly healthy. Concubine Rong was saved from postpartum collapse. It was also Yue who acted righteously. For this reason, Yue gave herself to
She was tired and sick. How could Concubine Xiang, a person with such outstanding moral character, suspect that she was pretending to be ill?
Even though the emperor looked unhappy, Concubine Xiang only felt that the emperor was too worried about Chun Shuyuan.
Concubine Xiang hurriedly invited the emperor into the main hall, served tea with her own hands, and said softly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will take good care of Chun Shuyuan. Although she has not improved yet, I think it is because she is as sick as silk. She is young
Stay healthy, you will definitely recover in a few days."
Yan Zheng thought: Not only did Yue Wanwan not want to recover, she even wanted to "die"!
Yan Zheng took a sip of tea and said, "I'll go to the side hall to see her."
Concubine Xiang was anxious, "The emperor's dragon body has only gotten better this year, so he must not be infected with illness! Why don't I go and see Chun Shuyuan for you? If you have any words, I will tell you."
If someone else had said such words, Young Master Yan Zheng would have doubted her ulterior motives, but he knew very well what kind of nature Concubine Xiang was, so he said patiently: "I will ask her a few words through the curtain without entering the inner room.
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Concubine Xiang also knew that the emperor had been very fond of Chun Shuyuan recently, so she must have missed her dearly this time, so she said: "Then I will accompany you." This saved the emperor from being excited and rushing into the inner room.
After all, the emperor is only twenty-five years old, so he is still young and vigorous! With her watching over him, he will not not cherish the dragon body.
Yan Zheng: If you accompany me, how can I negotiate with the Yue family?
"No need!" Yan Zheng couldn't help showing his anger, "I'm not a three-year-old child!"
Concubine Xiang was so frightened that she shrank her neck and couldn't help but mumbled: "Your Majesty, calm down, I just don't want to go..."
Yan Zheng sighed helplessly. He had no intention of scaring Concubine Xiang, but he was really angry recently.
Mao Xiu Tang.
"My lord, the emperor is here. If you don't go to greet him, will the emperor be angry?" The palace maid Xiao Ju looked at her young lord with uneasiness. The young lord was so generous that she actually had the time to groom Da Ju.
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Yue Wangshu plucked the hair of the big orange from the brush and placed it on the kang table - tsk, tsk, a lot more came off!
"You've lost so much, how come you're not bald?" Yue Wangshu rubbed Da Ju's thick fur and couldn't help but feel a little envious.
Oh, that's not right, she has a lot of hair now, so there is no need to envy Daju.
Since he didn't plan to go out, Yue Wangshu only wore a big braid. Now he took it into his hand and saw that it was a thick black braid. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
"What are you doing?" As soon as Emperor Yan Zheng came in, he saw such a picture.
Yue Wangshu was stroking his braid and blurted out naturally: "My hair is really nice."
Yan Zheng:......
After realizing this, Yue Wangshu suddenly came back to his senses, as if he was the sick emperor.
She suddenly raised her head, oh wow! She was actually here in person!
At this moment, all the palace maids and eunuchs inside and outside the Maoxiu Hall have already lied down on the ground, not daring to express their anger. After all, they are all watching. Our little master Shuyuan has a rosy face and a healthy body. She can eat a meal.
Three big bowls of rice! How could he be sick? But the little master refused to listen and insisted on pretending to be sick!
It's over now! This is the common sentiment of all the maids and eunuchs in the Maoxiu Hall.
Yan Zheng sighed faintly: "You can really keep your composure." - In this regard, I actually lost to Yue Wanwan, which is really a bit unconvincing.
Ah, this...a prize, a prize. This chapter has been completed!
