"I don't know," Xiao Qian said, "but I asked someone to write to Lao Si and ask him to send me some wool and ask them how they weave it."
Mrs. Zheng nodded and became worried, "I see that both Man Bao and Princess are just big in the belly and not fat anywhere else. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"
Xiao Qian said: "When I go back and ask her, her feet are much swollen now, but she still goes to the hospital every day. I am afraid that she will fool me and report good news instead of bad news."
Zheng immediately said: "Then I also want to ask Shanbao?"
Xiao Qian nodded immediately, and the two reached a consensus and couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
In the main hall, Zhou Man finished writing the letter and asked Mingda, "Do you want to also write a letter and go back to ask?"
She said tactfully: "Perhaps there are some things that His Highness cannot express clearly to me, and I am too far away from the capital, so I am afraid that I will not be able to understand His Highness's meaning. You are brothers and sisters, so you should be better able to speak your mind."
Mingda didn't think that although the prince's brother loved her, he treated her as his sister and Zhou Man as his confidant. If he wanted to keep secrets, he would be more willing to tell Zhou Man.
However, facing Zhou Man's gaze, Mingda pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement.
However, the letter she wrote was much more concise. After saying hello, she briefly discussed the matter in two or three sentences.
Seeing that she had written so little, Zhou Man hesitated to speak.
Bai Shan took the letter from her hand, dried it, stuffed it into the envelope, stuffed it into his arms and said, "Okay, let's go eat. Do you think everyone is as chatty as you?"
Zhou Man couldn't help but mutter, "Why am I chattering? I obviously wanted to express myself clearly to avoid any misunderstanding."
She said: "If everyone hides the most critical information like Your Highness and only writes the purpose, it will not only arouse suspicion, but also waste time. Qingzhou is not close to the capital. Half a month has passed since I went back and forth."
Bai Shan then remembered and turned to ask Yin You and Bai Erlang, "Do you have any letters to send back?"
Yin You thought for a moment and nodded, "It really is."
He planned to tell his family that he would not go home for the New Year this year and would stay in Qingzhou for the New Year. This was a big deal and he had to tell them.
Bai Erlang thought for a while and then shook his head, "I didn't."
Bai Shan and Zhou Man looked at him together, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, shouldn't you urge people to pay back the money?"
Bai Erlang: "I'm not in the capital. I don't need it even if I urge them to return it. I might as well let them continue to borrow it."
Mingda couldn't help but ask him, "Who else owes you money now?"
Bai Erlang said with a smile: "There are not many left. They are all my classmates who played better in the Imperial College and Chongwen Hall. For them, I don't charge daily interest, just treat them as friends who lent them. Don't worry, they won't
Deadbeat."
Of course Mingda was not worried about them defaulting on their debts, but he was curious about why Bai Erlang liked lending money so much, even if he did not earn interest, he would still borrow money.
Bai Erlang said sadly: "There is no way. I'm not in business, and I'm not that qualified. The money I earn will just gather dust in the warehouse. It's better to give it to others. Anyway, I know they have good character."
, I will definitely pay it back, and I can pay it back.”
Bai Shan had already stood up and supported Zhou Man, "Let's go and eat."
Zhou Man asked casually, "It's nice to keep the money and count it. Why do you have to lend it out?"
Bai Erlang looked at her and said, "Some people say that money is a dead thing if you keep it, it is a pile of scrap copper. It is only money when you take it out and use it and circulate it."
Zhou Man: "Who said that?"
Bai Erlang narrowed his eyes and stared at her, and Bai Shan couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.
"..." Zhou Man: "Oh, it's me."
Zhou Man subconsciously glanced at the private money she had left with Keke. He felt a little guilty, but said, "That's true, but don't borrow it randomly. Just know what you're doing."
Bai Erlang hummed twice, knowing that it must be another lie she made up in a hurry. I'm afraid she herself doesn't believe it.
But he doesn't regret it. The money he lent wasn't a lot, it was a big loan...
Except for Zhao Liulang, no one else would lend money to him, and when he lent money to Zhao Liulang, he always charged interest.
Bai Erlang is too rich, but he doesn't like extravagance and doesn't have any special hobbies, so he saves all the money he earns. In the past, he saved it for himself, but now he saves even the princess's share, so the money is even more.
Well, Mingda doesn't like extravagance either, so unlike Changyu who often feels unable to make ends meet, the two of them feel they have a lot of money and have to build warehouses to make money.
After arriving at the dining room and sitting down to eat, Bai Shan told Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Xiao Qian, "Someone will send a letter back to the capital tomorrow. Mom, sister-in-law, do you have any letters to send back?"
Of course!
And there are a lot of things to say. Zheng can write letters by herself, while Xiao Qian goes to Zhou Man to write letters after dinner.
I wrote several pieces of paper and explained everything to everyone in my family before I finished.
The next day, Bai Shan handed a thick stack of letters to the guards, ordered two people, and asked them to rush back to the capital.
The letter was sent back to Zhou Zhai and handed over to Mr. Zhuang.
Mr. Zhuang found his letters, opened them and read them, then took out two letters from the pile and sent them to the East Palace.
The prince habitually opened Ming Da's letter first, scanned it carefully and put it aside.
Then he opened Zhou Man's letter. The prince couldn't help but think deeply, thinking about how to answer Zhou Man.
He couldn't make up his mind for a moment and called Eunuch Wu, "Is Mr. Zhuang still in Chongwen Hall?"
Eunuch Wu immediately bowed and said, "Here, Mr. Zhuang has just finished one class."
"Invite sir."
Mr. Zhuang was quickly invited, and the prince simply pushed away the official documents on the case and went to have tea with Mr. Zhuang.
"Shi Zhuang, if the royal family and Zhou Man ask for a prescription, will Zhou Man agree to give it?"
Mr. Zhuang already knew the whole story from Bai Shan's letter to him. He smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness is worried that Zhou Man will stand on the side of the Imperial Medical Office and deny the prescription?"
In fact, it was not difficult for the emperor and the prince to get the prescription. If they asked Xiao Yuanzheng directly how to make penicillin, would he not tell him?
It's just that I didn't get the authorization, so the name is not justified.
Of course, they could also use force, but the emperor cherished his reputation, and the royal family was unwilling to get into disputes with the court for profit, so they approached Zhou Man for prescriptions.
The prince twirled the tea cup and said: "Although Zhou Man is a lonely person, she rarely has selfish motives. If she is dedicated to serving the public, I can't do anything to her."
Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled. Although the prince's understanding of Zhou Man was somewhat biased (Zhou Man was his), he did not expect his evaluation to be so high.
Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and then said: "Your Highness, why don't you tell me honestly? Since you said she has few selfish intentions, if you are honest, she will definitely respond in kind."
The prince thought deeply.
Mr. Zhuang said: "Your Highness, judging from the information coming back from various border areas, penicillin plus students from the Imperial Medical Office can reduce casualties by at least 60% compared with the original number. This data is calculated into the specific number..."
The prince looked serious and nodded slightly, "I understand."
How could such an important medicine be all in the hands of the Imperial Medical Office? The royal family must have one.