"The young master is in good health. Well... the madam is a little weak. It should be caused by not taking care of her in time after the pregnancy. But it doesn't matter. As long as you take medicine on time every day, you can recover in about a month."
Xiangzi said while writing the prescription. When he mentioned Zhao Ji, Xiangzi hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to call Zhao Ji, and finally decided to call her Mrs.
"Thank you, sir." Zhao Ji saluted.
"Then I will go back first." Xiangzi handed the prescription to the maid next to him.
"The king is sending you off, sir." Zhao Kuo handed Xiao Zhao Zheng to Zhao Ji and said to Zhao Ji, "From now on, you can live in the palace with peace of mind. If you have any questions, you can come to me. If you want to leave the palace, remember to bring a guard with you.
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"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhao Ji said gratefully, holding little Zhao Zheng in her arms and watching Zhao Kuo and Xiangzi walk away before turning around.
This is the first time Zhao Ji has lived in such a large and luxurious house, and all the furniture is of the highest quality.
The windows are completely transparent, and sunlight enters the room through the windows, making the whole room very bright.
Zhao Ji placed little Zhao Zheng on the couch. Little Zhao Zheng opened his big eyes, neither crying nor fussing, looking at Zhao Ji happily.
Suddenly, Zhao Ji felt a lot more at ease.
"Zheng'er, we mother and son have met a noble man. When you grow up, you must repay him well." Zhao Ji leaned over and kissed little Zhao Zheng and murmured.
Zhao Ji didn't know why Zhao Kuo wanted to help their mother and son. In order to prevent them from being bullied, Zhao Ji did not care about her own reputation and brought them into the palace.
Because of beauty?
As a monarch of the Zhao Kingdom, how many beauties do you want? How could you miss this one?
Because of their identities? Want to threaten Qin with her and Zhao Zheng?
Less likely.
Back then, the State of Qin didn't care if the foreigner was a hostage in the State of Zhao, and would beat him whenever he asked, let alone the foreigner's son?
"No matter what, King Zhao is better than that bastard who abandoned his wife and children. Even if he took advantage of our mother and son, he would admit it."
Zhao Ji was filled with hatred for Qin Yiren. He would never know how she got through this period of time when she was crying every day.
From the corner of her eye, Zhao Ji saw that she was still wearing coarse linen clothes, and the corners of her skirt were stained with mud.
"Come...come here." Zhao Ji shouted outside.
"Madam." Two palace maids walked in quickly from outside and saluted.
"Is there hot water? I...I want to take a shower." Zhao Ji said a little embarrassed.
"Ma'am, please wait a moment. I'm going to get hot water right now," the palace maid said quickly.
Zhao Ji stretched out her hand, and was just about to say that she could go alone, when she suddenly realized that she was no longer a servant...
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Zhao Kuo and Xiangzi were walking on the path in the palace.
"Sir, are you used to living in Handan recently?" Zhao Kuo asked.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, I live very well in Handan." Xiangzi paused and said.
Since arriving in Handan, Xiangzi no longer has to work hard every day to go up the mountain to collect herbs, dry them, grind them, boil them...
Zhao Kuo built two large warehouses outside the city, all of which were used to store medicinal materials. All registered doctors in the entire Zhao Kingdom could use them, and the fees were deducted from their medical expenses.
Because he was worried about disrupting the market and affecting other drug stores, Zhao Kuo set the price for purchasing medicinal materials about half a percent lower than the market price.
However, he still underestimated the poverty level of the people of Zhao State. Even if the purchase price was lower than the market price, a large number of people still brought medicinal materials from far away to sell them every day.
Later he learned that although many pharmacies also accepted medicinal materials, the amount they needed was limited and they had fixed purchase channels and would not accept scattered medicinal materials.
As long as the weight is enough, Zhao Kuo will accept as much as he wants. The price is transparent and children are not bullied. In addition, many old people and children have nothing to do after being busy in farming, so they will collect herbs from the mountains and sell them. After all, they can make a little bit.
The common people cherish this opportunity to make money. All the medicinal materials are dried in the sun without any soil. One ginseng plant in Shangdang can be as thick as a child's arm, and the circles of Ganoderma lucidum are dazzling to count.
They were afraid that Zhao Kuo would no longer purchase the medicinal materials because of the problem, and they would lose their last chance to make money.
Now the two large warehouses outside the city are almost out of capacity, and a third large warehouse is under construction.
Song Zhong had previously persuaded Zhao Kuo that the current medicinal materials were enough for three years, so he should not collect any more.
However, Zhao Kuo did not want to let down the enthusiasm of the people, so he decided to continue to purchase medicinal materials and at the same time improve the treatment of doctors to encourage people to study medicine.
Xiangzi now sees a doctor in the morning every day and goes to the warehouse to play with medicinal materials in the afternoon. The happiest thing for him now is to look at the medicinal materials piled up in the warehouse and there is no way to use them all.
In the evening, he and Song Zhong discussed medical skills. What made Xiangzi most angry was that the old guy Song Zhong was not as good as him in medical skills, but his apprentice was better than his apprentice. Xiangzi was so angry that he gave his apprentice extra lessons every day.
However, after any industry reaches a certain level, progress no longer depends on hard work, but on talent.
Although Xiangzi's apprentices were more talented than most people, there was still a big gap between them and Bi Ming.
In the end, not only did Bi Ming fail to surpass Bi Ming, but Bi Ming also learned a lot from the audience.
Xiangzi made up his mind to find a good apprentice in the future.
"But something very strange has happened recently. There is a group of people who have been wanting to ask me to go to Qin for medical treatment. They have approached me twice, but I have rejected them both times. However, I doubt they will come again," Xiangzi said.
Since their ancestor Bian Que was killed by Qin's imperial physician Li Xi, Bian Que's family vowed never to enter the Qin Dynasty.
"Qin people?" Zhao Kuo was shocked, worried that Qin people would do something to Xiangzi.
"Your Majesty, this group of Qin people was sent by Qin Prime Minister Fan Ju. It is said that they are looking for famous doctors to treat the prince's illness. Because they have always behaved themselves and have not done anything illegal or disciplined, their subordinates have not arrested them." Liu Ping
He said with his fists clasped.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't that these Qin people didn't want to kidnap Xiangzi directly, but that they didn't dare.
If you meet a stubborn person who is kidnapped to the Qin State and poisons the prince to death while he is being treated, the whole family will be buried with him.
Although the possibility is unlikely, they don't dare to gamble.
"Treat the prince? Is the prince of Qin sick?" Zhao Kuo said strangely.
"This... my subordinates only heard about it and don't know the details," Liu Ping said.
He could only know Handan well, but there was really nothing he could do about Xianyang.
When he first expanded his power to Xianyang, he was attacked wildly by the Xuandiao Division of the Qin State and suffered heavy losses. Only then did he manage to install a nail that could quickly transmit what happened in Xianyang. As for obtaining secrets, it was just wishful thinking.
"Send someone to warn them. If they come to harass them again, they will be killed without mercy." Zhao Kuo said in a deep voice.
He would not be kind enough to care about the life and death of Prince Zhu, and he is not a philanthropist.
