The day after Su Yin returned from the palace, the guards at the palace reported that a very wretched-looking guy came to see him.
The Duchess of Dingguo is now the most popular courtier in the Great Qin Dynasty. She visits her door every day hoping to meet her, and there is an endless stream of people who want to build relationships to pave the way for her career. For these people, Su Yin has always refused to come, but there are very few
When receiving the interview in person, Gu Xueqiao or Nalansong would often be sent away for her.
I thought that this guy would recognize the situation and leave after seeing Nalan Song, but I didn't expect that this guy pointed out the Duchess of Dingguo at his waist, and no one else could use it.
"Call Nalan Song." Su Yin ordered.
Nalan Song walked to the main hall angrily and said, "My lord, today I just met a man with the genus of brown sugar. He sticks to me and can't get rid of it. He has to be a master to come here to seek refuge. I thought he was really capable.
I asked him what he could write about, and this bastard told me that he knew how to make elixirs. I tested his understanding of pharmacology. Good guy, this guy doesn’t understand shit. I waved my hand and asked the guards to kick him out, but this guy was sitting at the gate.
Not leaving."
Su Yin smiled, "How courageous. This person is either a lunatic or a desperado. He dares to come to the house of the Duchess of Dingguo and deceive others."
Nalan Song snorted, "Who says otherwise? If you hadn't warned me not to cause trouble, I would have killed him with one blow."
At this point, Su Yin became curious, "What kind of elixir did he say he could refine? If you know a little bit about it, it's okay to keep it. I'm planning to make a batch of patent medicines in large quantities, which will be needed when the war starts.
, it’s okay to let him do odd jobs in a pharmaceutical workshop.”
Nalan Song waved his hands repeatedly, "It won't work at all. What that guy said in his mouth was all nonsense. I also saw the stuff he practiced. It's dark, pungent and astringent, and it can't cure the disease at all."
With a trace of curiosity and boredom in the morning, Su Yin smiled slightly and said, "Let him come in. I want to see what kind of lunatic he is. He came to the residence of the Duchess of Dingguo so early in the morning to trick and deceive."
Nalan Song opened his mouth, "My lord, do you really want to see him? That man looks wretched, and he doesn't look like a good person."
Su Yin laughed, "I haven't seen many bad people. Let him come in."
After a while, Nalan Song walked in with someone.
This man was short and fat. He was wearing a dirty robe of an indistinguishable color. His body was covered with threads. His hair had not been washed for an unknown amount of time. He exuded a greasy and unpleasant smell, and his face felt like death.
He also had a small mole, his face was thin, and to put it bluntly, he had a sinister look on his face.
"The poor Taoist Qiu Wuzi has seen the Duchess." This man performed a Taoist ceremony and swung the tattered fly whisk in his hand, almost killing Su Yinxun.
Oh my gosh, this guy's whisk is soaked in the cesspit every day.
Seeing Su Yin's reaction, the sloppy Taoist priest who was known as 'Qiu Wuzi' hurriedly explained, "This is the taste of the Linglong Pill carefully researched by poor Taoists, not those messy things. Please take a look, Your Majesty the Duke."
Just as he was talking, Qiu Wuzi took out a small bead from his sleeve and handed it to Su Yin's hand.
Su Yin picked up the small pill and played with it back and forth, "What's so special about this thing? Can it cure any stubborn diseases?"